If anyone is wondering what the United States Navy listens to on deployment, I will tell you. It is mostly @taylorswift. There’s a little bit of Disney music and some country songs, but it’s mostly Taylor Swift.
Now picture this: the scariest man you know, big and mean and scary, screaming and crying and singing Marjorie into a mop handle. Now picture 20 or so young men choreographing a dance routine to Style. In their uniforms. Now picture a guys vs. gals dance-off to I Forgot That You Existed.
My chief would yell at anyone who tried to play a non-Taylor’s version of any of her songs. We would argue about the best Taylor ballads during watch and had album release parties the day after folklore and evermore dropped. You have not lived until you have dissected Taylor Swift song lyrics with four grown men in dress blues while an officer tries to redirect us. Nothing will ever compare to my SLPO sending us home early because he found out she was releasing folklore and he needed to “emotionally prepare” himself (he bought three bottles of wine).
I know everyone assumes we talked about sports or whatever but you can’t really keep up with those in the middle of the ocean, so we spent a lot of time listening to music because there are only so many stories a person can tell. Unless you’re Taylor Swift, then there’s a never ending supply.
These are the people the US government has defending the country.
One of my buddies just got back from deployment and she’s a submariner so they really really don’t get any news from outside the boat and she sent me a multitude of snaps of her reacting to midnights and the eras tour. There was a lot of screaming and crying and curses. I have never been happier to be out of the military than I was when I realized she has to catch up on the last six months of Taylor lore and Easter eggs.
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Feel free to skip. TW: I'm joining the military.
Growing up is really hard, and I don't think we realize that until we're on the verge of a big change, standing on the border between two parts of your life, balancing on a precipice before you take the swan dive known to many as change.
I'm packing my things. My dad finally brought home boxes and storage tubs and I'm finally packing my things, and that makes the passage of time so much more real.
I'm packing my things. My mom opened the door to tell me to watch my sleeping brother, and said nothing about the fact my room is a mess, or that I was just staring blankly at the cardboard box I just taped the bottom of. That box is ready for my craft books and paint stuff, my origami paper, my reading stand, my books on how to make stuff like children's books and animation. She made no mention of it all, just made that same pinched expression she has for weeks and then schooled her expression into something more neutral as she nodded towards the bedroom where my brother is and after a moment I got up and stumbled in, sitting at the foot of the bed to type out some kind of vent on Tumblr.
I'm packing my things, and I'm stuck between wanting to cry and finding myself unable to cry. I'm leaving home. I've been dreaming of getting out of here off and on since I was 13. At times I had a countdown of years, months, weeks, days that I had to stay, that I had to wait for the day I could finally leave. It made being angry or sad or any other complicated emotion easier. It made hardship easier to cope with. It made it easier to get through the hard times because I knew I could leave and nothing could stop me.
I'm packing my things, slowly, piece by piece, and I'm starting to understand the weight of what my dad said, when he said I was the first person on either side of my family in generations to not run away from home before turning 18. My mom left home at 17, my dad spent more days out of the house than in it as a teenager and left the god damn country. My bio paternal family has these issues too. My maternal family is full of people that ran off, that stayed away from home and didn't look back. My mom only speaks to one sister, and can't speak to her brother as long as their mother is alive. I didn't leave. I finished high school, I got my diploma, I took my time and I didn't leave before I was a legal adult.
I'm packing my things to leave home, and it's hard. It's scary. I've never been away from home for very long, and here I am, getting ready to do something more than just "Move out".
I'm packing my things, putting my life into boxes, sorting what's going to stay, waiting for me to return, what's getting tossed, what's going to get donated or given away. I keep finding things and remembering shit related to them. I keep finding things and remembering who gave them to me. I keep finding things and remembering which parent smiled when I got it.
I'm packing my things, and in a way I'm also processing a kind of grief I didn't know existed.
I'm leaving home for something I thought through for 8 months, and I'm coming up on the one year anniversary since I made my decision. It's been just under two since I signed the dotted line, swore in, and came home to congratulations and a sureness that I'm doing the right thing for me.
In 5 days, I'm going to my last meeting. Getting a send off from a group of people doing the same thing. A couple of them doing the EXACT same thing.
In 9 days, I'll spend the last full 24 hours I've got with my family, eating a fruit tart and playing putt putt. I'll say good night and that'll be the last time I see them for months at the very least.
In 10 days, I'm hiding my key on the porch and walking out the front door while everyone is asleep. They'll wake up and I'll be hundreds of miles away from them. In 10 days, I'm hopping in a big unmarked government van (and this will never not be funny to me) with like 5 other people and we're all doing the same thing. We're going somewhere and we have no idea what is really waiting for us.
In 11 days, I'm not in civilian limbo anymore. As it stands I am subject to the UCMJ but I'm not a sailor yet. In 11 days, I'm a recruit, and that's fucking dizzying to think about.
I'm getting ready to start a new part of my life and it's going to be exciting and new and I'll make friends and I'll go a couple places and I'll have stories to tell my brother and family. I think I'll be better, when all is said and done.
But right now, I'm packing my things into boxes and tubs, and right now, I want to cry.
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Drugs or plastic wrap or become my sibling?
(@cvs-pharmacy-real)
Sibling but to that you have to get adopted by @the-us-navy-offical. Oh yeah drugs don't affect me since am robot and plastic wrap more boring than gaining another sibling.
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IT'S ALMOST JULY!
THE MIDDLE MONTH OF THE YEAR AND ALSO YOUR DEAR NAVI 's BIRTH MONTH. IT'S A CELEBRATION! 🎂 🎉 🎊
why not let me make it more special. i decided to celebrate it all together with my loveable community here (my nabis and dear co mb makers - moots) please join and participate in my event. 🙏🏻✨
FOUR SEASONS EVENT
by navi.
🌷☀️🍂❄️
naturally and basically we have four [4] seasons every year (spring, summer, fall, winter) and i'm in love with the color tone of each one as it have it's own flavour and uniqueness into it.
how to join?
🪷 pick one from the four season to theme your moodboard. you can use any muses you feel comfy with male or female (but i ll be honest, having my faves as a mb muse will be a boost up the chance of winning because surely it's more eye catching in my eyes). time to ask who's my biases are make sure the vibe of the moodboard fits well in the category you'll choose.
🪷 put in your first tag #4seasonsevent then the #season you picked (#spring, #summer, #fall, #winter) make sure to tag me in your post (@softkiseu) or put it in the comment section.
🪷 send your post on or before july 27th.
🪷 the winners will be announce on july 31st.
guide!
🌷 spring
aesthetic / color scheme : pink, yellow, purple, pastel, colorful. soft, cottagecore.
☀️ summer
aesthetic / color scheme : orange, red, yellow, bright, sunkiss. retro, indie.
🍂 fall
aesthetic / color scheme : brown, beige, maroon, earth colors. vintage, academia.
❄️ winter
aesthetic / color scheme : blue, gray, white, cool colors. dreamcore, grunge, dark.
prize(s)!
1st place — a shout out post, customize mb, set of gifs (artist /group of your choice), fifty reblogs (post of your choice).
2nd place — customize mb, set of icons (artist / group of your choice), thirty reblogs (post of your choice).
3rd place — set of icons (artist / group of your choice), twenty reblogs (post of your choice).
hope a lot of people will join and please don't make this a flop. comment here in the post or also drop a ask if you have further questions.
please reblog to spread the word so more people can join even not my moots or followers.
(credit to @yeritos @y-ves @wiotas, because you lovelies inspired me to do this event)
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