I love this picture, more than you would know.
Regardless of the stupid expression on my face.
Oh, and I also miss the hair that used to be on my head.
Fucking drill and all it’s wonders.
But in all honesty, I enjoy drill more than I put off.
I always try to explain, that I have two sets of friends- but no one ever really understands why I say this. I have my civilian friends and I have my military ones. No one, unless you are in a branch of service, can really understand the bond between a soldier and soldier. And that’s why I enjoy drill as much as I do, it’s my personal escape from the every day world.. Civilian people, are not like service men and woman of America. I can’t tell you honestly how many times I’ve personally came close to bitch slapping a few people for the lack of discipline and structure in their lives. It’s honestly just hard to explain.
In other news, I volunteered for NBC (nuclear biological chemical) training so I can get slotted for an E5 position at our unit. I’ll finally get my stripes. =] As far as my relationship goes, I’m in personal bliss. Any one that knows me, understands. I’ve been with this lovely lady for almost two months now, and I’m not regretting a single second of it. For once, I’m honestly and thoroughly happy.
Also, tomorrow:
I’ll be TWENTY-TWO on the 22nd of March. Golden birthday, ftw.