It's the weekend!

In a few hours I will be done with work for this week. I spent the whole week in the office and it looks like I will be back in the office next week too. I don't ask any questions. I show up and do what I am told. I think they like. No trouble here. I am starting to get a little self assurant that I know how things work around here. People are talking already about me being in admin so fast. Most females mess up and make mistakes at their job site. They put them in admin to keep them from fucking up worse. logical, right? Like if a female gets caught sleeping with a pillow and blanket at her job site a few times,... she might end up in admin. But you know I have been pulling my weight around here and doing a good job so it's confusing people. So that previously mentioned female is now somebody's secretary and I haven't been able to determine if her position is permanent or not. I am doing her old job right now. So for now my position is still a special detail or temporary assignment.
Well, socially things are up and down. In the course of my work I had interactions with a guy that works on base. He got my name off of my uniform, asked his friend to pass me his phone number. I sent him a text message saying hello. He was on base to go see a movie. I had him swing around my area to say hello. I did not meet him at my office. Don't want him to know any more about me then necessary. We chatted for a bit and I remembered who he was. But I'm not interested in going out so I told him I was seeing somebody. I don't know if it's true since I haven't heard from my man. But I am not interested in this particular guy, I'm not interested in started something right now. So that was exciting for about 10 minutes.
Somebody asked how it is making friends with all these guys over here. It's tenuous. You don't know if they are capable of being just friends. Or are hoping for more. When they fade away after a few weeks, I know they were hoping for more and can't be friends anymore, or got bored and moved on. I don't spend any time with the guys I started with at the beginning. I might talk to them once in a while but it's so casual and redundant it's almost not worth the effort. And if you don't have the same days off, you will never see each other.
It's also hard because this place is full of rejects or people running away from stuff at home. You could talk to somebody for months and not know that they owe child support, have 3 ex-wives, and drink too much when they are in the states. If they don't talk about it, you never know. Almost everybody is here for the money. People who do things just for the money, well, you need to be cautious. I am here for the money. I got bills to pay. I also wanted the experience of traveling and living in another country. NOBODY picks Kuwait or any other Muslim country as their first destination for travel and experience. I would like to teach English in Japan but it's not enough money. So there you go. Don't trust me either. I'm here to get in and get out.
Having 2 days off a week and money to spend and being surrounded by guys makes it hard not to want some version of a real life. I would rather work 6 days a week, live on base, never leave base, and make more money faster - get out of here faster. Get on with my life.
I will continue to write about Kuwait and the culture but I have already concluded that this place is a garbage dump, literally and figuratively. It's a shit hole and there's nothing here to learn that is positive. You can learn what not to do, or what might be a bad way of living and be motivated by that to change, but change to what? That's what I seek. I want to live and learn from a positive example.
I hope to find a boyfriend to spend my time with and enjoy myself. Maybe there is a gem hidden amongst the beasts. My heart is always open but I am leading with my mind right now. I am focused on paying off my bills, saving, and getting to law school.