So… I checked into the hotel today. Gotta be back by the latest 2300… I’m leaving tomorrow. I take my final Oath of Enlistment tomorrow in front of my girlfriend and family. I’m nervous. Excited. Scared. Sad. I’m gonna miss my girl… I already do. I love her so much… I feel bad on leaving her, but this is something that means a lot to me. Like, I want to...
I NEED TO VENT. RIGHT. FUCKING. NOW.
I want to beat the shit out of someone. I don’t think it’s just any random person. Just one person. I’m absolutely enraged. My heart is pounding. I’m slowly seeing red. I’m so fucking mad I can cry because I’m absolutely fucking mad. I’m pissed. I’m enraged. I’m angry. I’m close to saying that I want to feel the life die of this person...
Nothing but Worry and Fear
I leave in 13 days… And I’m excited. But I’m absolutely terrified. I’m scared. I’m sad. On the other hand, I’m pumped, I’m ready, I want nothing more than to be Army Strong and be something I know I always wanted to be. I’m excited as ever for something. I’m happy to know I’ll be making never-ending friendships with people who will always have my back, no matter what. I’m stoked to make a REAL...
me at home: i've been wearing the same jeans and band shirt for the last three weeks but it still smells alright so i'll keep wearing it
me going away: I NEED ONE SHIRT FOR EACH DAY AND EXTRA IN CASE IT GETS DIRTY AND THE SAME AMOUNT OF JEANS AND SOCKS ACTUALLY NO I'LL NEED EXTRA SOCKS IN CASE IT FLOODS AND DOUBLE THE UNDERWEAR IN CASE OF DISASTER AND ONE NICE OUTFIT IN CASE I GET INVITED TO TEA WITH THE QUEEN
So I have like… 29 days left. I remember when I had 79 days left. Dang, it’s coming fast. I’m gonna miss Megan… I’m gonna miss my mom… I’m gonna miss the good ass food. I’m gonna miss my friends.. but I ten weeks, I get to show them I AM Army Strong. And I am going to serve this country. And protect my girlfriend and my family and friends from...
That is all.
My best friend texts me weird shit when she's...
obviously she meant “a” and “like”, but when I was at the bar and read that… I literally laughed til my stomach hurt. I fuckin love this girl. Hahahaha.
El Tango De Roxanne
First there is desire Then… passion! Then… suspicion! Jealosy! Anger! Betrayel! Where love is for the highest bidder, There can be no trust. Without trust,. There is no love! Jealosy. Yes, jealosy… Will drive you (echos) MAD! Roxanne You don’t have to put on that red light Walk the streets for money You don’t care if it’s wrong or if it is right Roxanne You...
OMG the DRIVE soundtrack = LOVE ^-^
We gonna party alone on the floor You know alone Take off your clothes Get on the floor You know I know it’s hard for you to be alone That’s why I’m here, oh no I fell for you Get on the floor I wanted to be so in love We did it with the worst intentions Face in the door Clothes on the floor Getting nervous as buttons loosen Eyes turn to cameras, capturing every moment The...