The Deckplates

Well, it is Memorial Day weekend and I have 3 days off. I had to stay on board Friday night, so my weekend started just a tad bit later than others. None the less, it is still another slow weekend for me as I sit in my barracks room alone having nothing better to do than clean. Yes, I said it; it is after 10pm and I am up cleaning.

During my cleaning, I had a thought; what guy would stay up on a weekend night and clean rather than go outside and party with everyone else? I don’t think that very many guys go out of their way to make sure that a room is clean on a Sunday night knowing that they have the next day to do it knowing that it is a day off. I have to say that I don’t think that anyone else on this planet is doing this at this moment, and a very rare few have done it in the past to pass the time. Loser, I probably am.

Anyways, I had the intentions to clean at night anyways, but might as well have a few beers while doing it to make it a tad more enjoyable. Also, I had my laptop rolling playing my favorite band in the world, Bayside. Beer, cleaning, Bayside, do I not have a social life in Japan? I honestly don’t and am not afraid to admit it. I made that decision a long time ago and plan to continue it until I leave. Too many restrictions have held me back from really enjoying Japan like I want to and so I have given in to give up trying to make something of the country.

I couldn’t help but think, that even through all of this, I would make a wonderful boyfriend and one day husband. Who would devote their time on a three day weekend to clean? Very few I am sure and in this it makes me appreciate who I am. I am single, and have had a few relationships that haven’t gone so well. One of them in particular, the most recent one, had me stop and look at myself and realize that I am very fortunate for who I am and not appreciated for it. I was taken advantage of and caught on before I made any mistakes. Today just helped convince me that I have to be very picky on whom I want to be with. I can change little things about me like what I wear and what music I listen to, but to take care of someone else financially and clean up after them; I didn’t care for that abuse then and won’t tolerate it now or ever.

I don’t mind lending here and there, or at times cleaning up after a person, but at no point will I ever be someone’s bank or maid.