Personal Log: Second Entry

Posted on Tue Jun 22nd, 2021 @ 11:28am by

I didn't think anybody would need or want me here. So far this ship seems to be in dire need of a counselor. I feel undertrained to be doing what I am doing. But I have to keep going. The doctor has put me on diet.

Yes that's right a diet. I have to eat more he thinks I am underfed. But there are so many pretty officers here, If I want to compete in the beauty contests here I have to resemble something attractive. I know I am kind of ordinary.

I also have met a few women I am actually jealous of and one I find myself drawn to. I am not sure what I am but I could see myself with this officer for a very long time, somebody who I would make my Imzadi. But yeah fantasy life. I am so going to make a holoprogram and take out my frustrations.

Then there is Captain Gorebets who I think is great. But he was a bit of a jerk to me, told me something that kicked me to the quick. I am desperate to try to make a good impression, I am not sure how I feel about that.



He is right. I am... trying too hard. Instead of talking about this with another therapist I think I am going to try some confidence building. Maybe do some PT with the marines? Maybe actually ask my crush out and see what happens?

But more then likely she is taken or worse it will end like it did with Andrews when she joined the marines. But enough of my love life and insecurity both of which have no prospects of being better.

My mom is threatening to visit me. She misses me so much. I told her I can't recieve family for at least six months here. Though I am going to talk to the Zoology lab about rescuing a collie they have. Her name is Gypsy. Gorebets has his eye on her but he sleeps in the barracks with the troops.

I am lonely so damned lonely. This is where I will end my log.

Computer End entry.