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Dear Mom,
I’M GOING TO BALI! I’m going Dec 21-Jan 4. I have my reservations and I’m so excited! There are a lot of people who’ve already gone so I’m going to find out the best places to go, stay, dive, and buy. I guess Saipan wasn’t exotic enough for me to ring in the new year – gotta go to Bali!
Will call around Thanksgiving.
Is there something in the US called horse oil or horse liniment? The Japanese guests use it for wrinkles and it’s like $150 an ounce. Does the US sell that? Where would one buy horse oil? Isn’t that weird? But the Japanese dive instructor gave me a small amount and it’s pretty good. The Japanese believe this horse oil heals all scars, bruises, and cuts.
All toiletries I left with you, could you send it all but the suntan lotion and Vaseline lotion? Please? Thanks – need a care package!
I hope you got the video!
You don’t have to say anything to C*** but I realized I felt angry about her using my car without paying my payments. Yes I know she’s paying my insurance so it ends up about the same. I should be grateful she’s paying anything but I guess I thought I’d have a relatively new car when I got back but she drives cars hard, has accidents, etc. My rationale was well even if I’m making payments, it’ll be a good car because it wouldn’t get worn out. But now I’m paying as well as my car is getting worn out – but not by me. She’s taking the “good years” out of my car (slightly facetious) when there are no repairs needed.
I’m not going back out on my decision but I had some feelings after the fact. I guess I’m disappointed that she wouldn’t take financial responsibility for what she’s borrowing. I justify it to myself saying she did a lot of financial help for me going through school so this is a way to pay her back. Then I get angry again though. I go back and forth of whether it’s ok or whether I’m angry. I’ll live but I’m not happy about my baby. I know, I know, if I came back, there wouldn’t be this problem in the first place but I’m not so there are consequences to it.
I’m the hare for the Hash for the first time this Saturday. I’ll write afterward to tell you my experiences. I’m having all kinds of dreams about it. My trail is going to be really good (lots of boonie, pretty strenuous) but it also means the hounds will probably catch me.
It’s almost midnight – I hear the buoy bar band syncing their last song – same one every night. Want them to stop so I can sleep. Tonight was PIC Saipan’s second birthday. There was a carnival and special stuff. Interviews for Phuket are on Saturday, there’s an exchange work program with Guam that clubmates can work there 2-4 months, and an exchange program to go to Japan for 6-12 weeks to work at a health club to teach a specialty…I’m certainly enticed by those opportunities.
I do miss you and wish Saipan were closer to CA. LOVE YOU!
2025 note – I don’t know why I so was so upset about my car. Was I fixated because I didn’t have anything else to focus on? There were no problems with my car. I was just being a bitch I think. 🙁
