Should be home on Tuesday hopefully.
This sand storms are fucking up with the flights, and the wait is killing me.
I'm so getting fucked up when i get back, woohoooo.
This sand storms are fucking up with the flights, and the wait is killing me.
I'm so getting fucked up when i get back, woohoooo.
You know what sucks about being away from home for so long......
1)Things change, of course, and you can either adapt or not, but you get force to adapt, cause you've been gone and you have no saying in whatever was that changed.
2)You become an outcast, people start stop giving a fuck about you, or you become a whatever to them.
I don't regret serving in the army, and i honestly don't give a fuck that i became an outcast, but i do say this, all those people can go fuck themselves.
In another note, i'm just a few days from going home and is getting really old.
To the next time.
1)Things change, of course, and you can either adapt or not, but you get force to adapt, cause you've been gone and you have no saying in whatever was that changed.
2)You become an outcast, people start stop giving a fuck about you, or you become a whatever to them.
I don't regret serving in the army, and i honestly don't give a fuck that i became an outcast, but i do say this, all those people can go fuck themselves.
In another note, i'm just a few days from going home and is getting really old.
To the next time.
Not every Infantryman that receives this award gets to talk about it.
And i think this is the best definition of courage
Sorry i've been out of the loop for so long.
Good news, i'll be leaving this shitty country in less than 12 days, woohooo
And i think this is the best definition of courage
Sorry i've been out of the loop for so long.
Good news, i'll be leaving this shitty country in less than 12 days, woohooo
I should send this pic to that TV show "Dirty jobs"
How's everyone doing?
Sorry i've been out of the loop, just being a lil bit busy here.
How's everyone doing?
Sorry i've been out of the loop, just being a lil bit busy here.
New year, i don't have much to say, i spend it here in iraq. i can say that i'm about to go home on R&R, can't wait i gotta start catching up with alcohol, and parties and all that good stuff.
This new year i would be almost half of it here in iraq, but when i get back i get to do the one thing i did not want to do in the army, Recruiting, man my motivation drop down to my feet when i got that email saying that the deparment of the army has selected me to be a recruiter, i so don't have the patience for that, i def. did not signed up to be a "saleman", BUT the only good thing coming out of that is that i might get to do it back at home, which it would not bother me at all, or at least somewhere in the state of Florida, i'll be happy with getting stationed somewhere in the state of Florida.
Anyways here is a pic that my boy send me and it cracked me up.
This new year i would be almost half of it here in iraq, but when i get back i get to do the one thing i did not want to do in the army, Recruiting, man my motivation drop down to my feet when i got that email saying that the deparment of the army has selected me to be a recruiter, i so don't have the patience for that, i def. did not signed up to be a "saleman", BUT the only good thing coming out of that is that i might get to do it back at home, which it would not bother me at all, or at least somewhere in the state of Florida, i'll be happy with getting stationed somewhere in the state of Florida.
Anyways here is a pic that my boy send me and it cracked me up.
So i just got back from a mission that took all night, hate those.
It rained the whole night, man that was some picture, riding through the city when it was raining, shitty city by the way, it just seemed like the perfect war movie.
Happy new years to everybody, enjoy and take a shot for me
It rained the whole night, man that was some picture, riding through the city when it was raining, shitty city by the way, it just seemed like the perfect war movie.
Happy new years to everybody, enjoy and take a shot for me
So i was on yahoo about to check my emails and i saw this article, it was called "20 secrets your waiter will not tell you", so i checked it out, from there i saw this other article that was called "13 things your bartender won't tell you", some of them were pretty funny others were pretty fucked up, here are a few of them:
On Christmas Day, when people ask why I’m there, I might say, “My sister’s been in the hospital,” or, “My brother’s off to war, so we’re celebrating when he gets back.” Then I rake in the tips.
If someone orders a frozen drink that’s annoying to make, I’ll say, “Oh, we’re out. Sorry!” when really I just don’t want to make it. But if you order water instead of another drink, suddenly we do have what you originally wanted because I don’t want to lose your drink on the bill.
If you make a big fuss about sending your soup back because it’s not hot enough, we like to take your spoon and run it under really hot water, so when you put the hot spoon in your mouth, you’re going to get the impression — often the very painful impression — that your soup is indeed hot.
We want you to enjoy yourself while you’re there eating, but when it’s over, you should go. Do you stay in the movie theater after the credits? No.
If you’re having a disagreement over dinner and all of a sudden other servers come by to refill your water or clear your plates, or you notice a server slowly refilling the salt and pepper shakers at the table next to yours, assume that we’re listening.
Now the bartenders one.
Yell, whistle, or wave money and I'm going to make you wait. Make eye contact and smile, and I'll come over as soon as I can. Know what you want and have your money ready. Don't create a traffic jam.
Bars that don't have regulars (in hotels, airports) have started using wireless gadgets that measure how much is poured and automatically ring up each shot. They're meant to prevent overpouring and to cut losses, but I don't like them—neither do customers.
At some bars, the sliced fruit garnishes sit out until they’re gone, sometimes for days. Munch accordingly.
I have the police on speed dial, and I never hesitate to call.
Some of us get a cut from the cab company when we call a taxi for a tipsy patron. Not that I've ever done that, of course.
Some of this "revealed secrets" makes you think,huh?, for instance, Ladies if i were you i would think twice before getting a drink that has some kind of fruit, and if you go to a restaurant and complain about your soup being cold, why the fuck you went to a restaurant for a freaking soup in the first place man?!?!?!
On Christmas Day, when people ask why I’m there, I might say, “My sister’s been in the hospital,” or, “My brother’s off to war, so we’re celebrating when he gets back.” Then I rake in the tips.
If someone orders a frozen drink that’s annoying to make, I’ll say, “Oh, we’re out. Sorry!” when really I just don’t want to make it. But if you order water instead of another drink, suddenly we do have what you originally wanted because I don’t want to lose your drink on the bill.
If you make a big fuss about sending your soup back because it’s not hot enough, we like to take your spoon and run it under really hot water, so when you put the hot spoon in your mouth, you’re going to get the impression — often the very painful impression — that your soup is indeed hot.
We want you to enjoy yourself while you’re there eating, but when it’s over, you should go. Do you stay in the movie theater after the credits? No.
If you’re having a disagreement over dinner and all of a sudden other servers come by to refill your water or clear your plates, or you notice a server slowly refilling the salt and pepper shakers at the table next to yours, assume that we’re listening.
Now the bartenders one.
Yell, whistle, or wave money and I'm going to make you wait. Make eye contact and smile, and I'll come over as soon as I can. Know what you want and have your money ready. Don't create a traffic jam.
Bars that don't have regulars (in hotels, airports) have started using wireless gadgets that measure how much is poured and automatically ring up each shot. They're meant to prevent overpouring and to cut losses, but I don't like them—neither do customers.
At some bars, the sliced fruit garnishes sit out until they’re gone, sometimes for days. Munch accordingly.
I have the police on speed dial, and I never hesitate to call.
Some of us get a cut from the cab company when we call a taxi for a tipsy patron. Not that I've ever done that, of course.
Some of this "revealed secrets" makes you think,huh?, for instance, Ladies if i were you i would think twice before getting a drink that has some kind of fruit, and if you go to a restaurant and complain about your soup being cold, why the fuck you went to a restaurant for a freaking soup in the first place man?!?!?!
Here is a guiding principle from a philosopher George Santayana.
"Those who fail to heed the lessons of history are doomed to repeat them".
I know one person that should get this principle tattoo on her forehead.
"Those who fail to heed the lessons of history are doomed to repeat them".
I know one person that should get this principle tattoo on her forehead.
Man i hate when we get a mission, we get everything ready, radios good, guns mounted, gear straight, 2 cups of coffee, and then somebody says "hey mission canceled", so now gotta stand down, and chill. Forget about going to sleep, i'm wire the fuck out, damn coffee!.
