I'm leaving for basic training in eight days, provided I can drop another 6lbs. If not.. well I'm not sure if they'll take me or not. Friends of mine who have been in the service are telling me that it won't really matter, while my recruiter is telling me I'll be permenantely disqualified from the Air Force. I've lost a lot of weight and really, there isn't that much left that I CAN lose. I just get fucked because I don't have a wiry fucking build. I know I can get the weight off, but there is a possibility that they'll just go ahead and disqualify me now to cover their own asses.
As for actually leaving, I have mixed feelings about it. I feel this is something I need and want to do, but their are some unresolved issues in my circle of friends, particularly one friend. I fucked up our relationship, but the shit talking behind my back is getting old. That and how our friends are being forced, for one reason or another, to pick sides on the issue. I'm so close to leaving (possibly for 4 years if I don't get stationed close to home) and all I really want is closure in the matter, one way or another.
Leaving my new girlfriend is also turning out to be a lot more stressful than I had imagined. I got into the relationship with some reservations, because I knew I was leaving soon. I thought I would be fine, able to keep myself in check over my feelings for her. Well, that didn't work out so hot. I've really fallen for this girl, especially over the last two weeks. While I don't regret my relationship, I feel guilty about it, knowing that its going to be at least equally hard on her when I leave.
Things haven't been all that bad though. This is probably the most drama I've ever had to really deal with, as my friends and myself are usually a pretty laid back group. I've still managed to have fun in my last month or so of being a civilian. Went out to our favourite bar, Rusan's, the other night for my girl's birthday. Had a fucking blast. There were 20+ people partying with us. There was another birthday party going on right next to us. All a bunch of underage kids. I got hammered and decided to start fucking with them. I went over and convinced them I was a cop, and that while I wasn't going arrest them, they needed to tone things down and make sure they all had DDs. Was fun to fuck with them, and hopefully they all got home alright. I told them to just drop my name, if they had any trouble
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Well, hopefully things will turn up alright. Not usually about airing my shit online, but annonomous confession is feeling pretty good right now.
P.S.
For all you drunks out there, a good breathalyzer is totally the best bar toy ever.
As for actually leaving, I have mixed feelings about it. I feel this is something I need and want to do, but their are some unresolved issues in my circle of friends, particularly one friend. I fucked up our relationship, but the shit talking behind my back is getting old. That and how our friends are being forced, for one reason or another, to pick sides on the issue. I'm so close to leaving (possibly for 4 years if I don't get stationed close to home) and all I really want is closure in the matter, one way or another.
Leaving my new girlfriend is also turning out to be a lot more stressful than I had imagined. I got into the relationship with some reservations, because I knew I was leaving soon. I thought I would be fine, able to keep myself in check over my feelings for her. Well, that didn't work out so hot. I've really fallen for this girl, especially over the last two weeks. While I don't regret my relationship, I feel guilty about it, knowing that its going to be at least equally hard on her when I leave.
Things haven't been all that bad though. This is probably the most drama I've ever had to really deal with, as my friends and myself are usually a pretty laid back group. I've still managed to have fun in my last month or so of being a civilian. Went out to our favourite bar, Rusan's, the other night for my girl's birthday. Had a fucking blast. There were 20+ people partying with us. There was another birthday party going on right next to us. All a bunch of underage kids. I got hammered and decided to start fucking with them. I went over and convinced them I was a cop, and that while I wasn't going arrest them, they needed to tone things down and make sure they all had DDs. Was fun to fuck with them, and hopefully they all got home alright. I told them to just drop my name, if they had any trouble
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Well, hopefully things will turn up alright. Not usually about airing my shit online, but annonomous confession is feeling pretty good right now.
P.S.
For all you drunks out there, a good breathalyzer is totally the best bar toy ever.
boychucker:
It will be sometime soon. I'll let you know.