Sunday, August 2, 2009

And i'm leaving, but i'm home again.

I felt that once i left for army that things would be different once i got back, but why does it feel the same again, i think i should of stayed for another month, that way i can escape the world of dramas. After all it aint that simple, it's not just a stop and play button.
Now that i got back, and i'm broke-er than ever. You'd be thinking " didn't you just get back, you should have a lot of money by now." Yeah fuck i should be but somehow it got screwed up so i have like $30 left in my account.
I was worried that wouldn't be able to get back because i had like $10 dollars in my account, literally. So i told my dad to deposit some money the day before i got to the airport, that way i would have money to pay for the extra luggage fee. <3 S'all good.

Next... if you think about it summer's almost done, with the fore play at the pause button, and resume the next.. Man.

BMQ, what an unforgettable experience, i believe that i am mentally stronger, not so much physical, this course had very little physical training to be honest. Graduation was sooo fucking whack, the Major just had a 30 second speech and it was "attention" followed by "dismiss. " Pathetic, if you asked me. But whatevers, i'm glad to say that 60 out of 62 people graduated. BMQ 0799 YEE YEEE
Oh yeah, lets talk about girls. I have a huge crush on white girls. The girl that was on the same flight as me, god.... And the flight attendant was even better. "she winked at me not once but TWICE." I melted, i couldn't even talk properly. That's that.

And to top it off with my favorite quote, " UNFUCK YOURSELF CHENG!!" - Sgt. Furness, god that still makes me laugh.

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I wish i could take my words back sometimes, i felt like i was speaking with my dick this entire time. Can we "chill " again?

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