I met my ex-husband while he was at the Naval Academy. I was going to Washington College nearby. I'm from Annapolis and swore I would never date a mid. They are the biggest group of either huge dorks or cocky asses. My parents have always sponsored a mid for as long as I can remember. (side sad note.... one of our mids died a few years ago when he fell out his dorm window at the Academy. It was very sad and we miss John Paul very much.) Anyways.... I met and fell for my mid just in time for the Ring Dance.
Dating a mid sucks butt big time. I couldn't ever call him, had to wait for him to call me. I'd drive the 2 hours from school for a date with him (it was easy being from Annapolis I could just stay the night at my parents house) only to find out that someone in his company got in trouble and he couldn't go out because they were all being forced to stay in. And curfews?! Don't even get me started on curfews for adults. That sucked especially since I was in college and could come and go as I pleased. And the fact they are allotted only a certain number of weekends sucked butt as well. The funniest part though is I know the guys down in the office of the dorm knew me by name because we'd break up at least once a month and I'd haul all of his shit to the office in a box and they'd have to call him down to get it. Then he'd call me and tell me the guys in the office would just smile and be like, "that time of the month again, huh?" LOL I hated all the stupid dances especially after finding out that they gave each other stupid awards for who had the hottest and ugliest dates.
Anyways.... we ended up getting married after he graduated because he was moving to Quantico for Basic School (he went Marine) and I refused to move as a girlfriend. BIG MISTAKE. We married too young and before I could really understand what the military is actually like. I am definitely not cut out for being alone. I need constant attention.
So don't ask now that I'm divorced from a Marine, why on earth am I dating an Air Force guy?!
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