"Sometimes I wonder if the people back at home will ever truly understand what's happened here..."

These words inscribed in an over head of a bunk truly speak to just some of the odd things that go on while on board the good ol' TSGB. Now I'm not really sure how to explain it, because in order to explain it I would have to understand why it happens. But there is this strange phenomenon of habits people pick up while on cruise. Cadets start smoking a lot more cigarettes and dipping tobacco, some of who before cruise had never done anything like this. And its actually kind of sad to see people getting addicted to some of these things and then realize they don't have a way of getting anymore of said substance since we are on a bloody ship. It's both sad and amusing to watch at the same time. I have heard so many times, "Oh I just am doing this for cruise." I guess it speaks to just how much life is different when on a ship.

Speaking about life being different, me and one of my good friends were sitting around yesterday (as we have done many other times) and we came to a rather odd realization. Being on the ship is like being on prison for several reasons. 1. We all wear the same color (some prisons even wear khaki) 2. Nutrition is questionable 3. We have forced labor 4. We're stuck in one confined area 5. We take classes so that we are better off when we get out 6. We all are counting down to the day we get to leave

Oh yes well since I am getting closer and closer to getting home, please email me and let me know if you desire my presence at some point in time while I am home between June 30th and August 8th, before I go to training in San Diego for a month.

Hope every one has a great day

Sailors Really Sing

" A capital ship on an Ocean trip, watched the hallowing winds go by
No winds that blew dismayed this crew, nor troubled the captains mind.
The man at the wheel was made to feel contempt for the wildest blow,
Though it often appeared when the gale had cleared that he'd hidden in his bunk below.
Well roll you and roll I roam and I will go,
I'll Stay no more on Latin shores so let the music roll,
I'm off on the morning train I'll cross the raging main
I'm off to the sea it's the place for me and there I'm gonna stay."