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| It takes a lot to really piss me off, but one thing that does get to me is when people talk about and protest the war. I do agree that soldiers should not be in Iraq, but the fact is that we are. We're in Iraq, and in Afganistan. We might agree with the war, but we're in it. Soldiers overseas are already under a lot of stress. The last thing they need is for us here at home to be protesting the war and not supporting them. Soldiers need as much as support as possibly when in combat situations, and also when they come home. They're returning from stressful situations that civilians will never truly be able to grasp. It's not easy to adjust back to the civilian life, life here at home in the United States. Soldiers see so much overseas that stays with them forever. They don't need to see people at home, who have never been in a combat situation and never will, protesting what they are doing. Even if they don't believe in the war themselves, they are out there doing what they are told. They have a job and do it without question. The military is not any place to question. They get their orders and perform their duties. All they ask in return is for us to support them and what they do. It's their job. It was their choice to enlist to serve their country, but it was not necessairly their choice to go overseas. But it is still their job, and in the military, the mission always comes first. So, while we're here sitting at home, you can go ahead and protest the war. They're still going to be over there doing their job as they are told. | | |
| Yes, yes, I know it's been forever since I've been on. I finally graduated from BCT and am now in AIT. I'm loving it here, but I also can't wait to come home. Anyway, I'll write more about my experiences at a later date, but for now I want to post the lyrics to a song I found that fits me perfectly right now. Seriously, it's like each lyric is about me and how I feel right now. The song is "Sing Me Home" by Tim McGraw. Sing Me Home
I fell by the wayside,
I fell on my knees,
Crying, why was I so hard to please?
I stood at the crossroads,
Took a long look at me,
Sometimes you don't know where you're from ‘til you leave.
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong,
And on my way I heard my song,
Let it sing me home.
The sun on my shoulders and the wind at my back,
Bound and determined to get back on track
To where the heart is,
Where it's been all along,
Sometimes you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
Gone, gone, gone.
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong,
And on my way I heard my song,
Let it sing me home.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I've been out there searching
For a place where I belong,
And on my way I heard my song,
Let it sing me home.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | | |
| Ever since the fourth grade, I have been best friends with the same girl. We were inseperable, sisters, but lately things haven't been the same. They actually haven't been the same since our sophmore or junior year. We started drifting apart. It took me a year or so to fully realize it. I think I was in denial about it and kept making excuses to defend her when something would get brought up about why I wasn't invited somewhere. However, when she got back together with her ex-boyfriend after he recovered from a tragic accident, she started changing. She started blowing me off even more, and eventually it got to the point to where we hardly talked, except maybe for a few minutes in school. Even then, conversation was strained and only about homework or whatever. It wasn't like it used to be.
I thought it was only me she was doing this to, but this past weekend another friend held her grad party. I wanted to make it a point to go since it would probably be the last time I see my friends before leaving for Basic. I was looking forward to seeing everyone there, including her. Even though it had been so long we talked, I still consider her a friend and I wanted to see her once more before I left.
When I got there though, the friend who was holding the party and I talked as we waited for others to come. She told me that Aubrey wouldn't come and confessed that when she talked to her about it, she was pretty much blown off. Aubrey recently moved in with her boyfriend and told Stephanie that her boyfriend blew his friends off to spend time with her and she would feel bad to visit her friends. So that tells me that she thinks her and her boyfriend have to spend every waking minute together now that they live together.
I guess the point of this blog is to let out my feelings. I've been friends with Aubrey for nine years, almost ten, and now it's like we have no history between us at all. However, on the other hand, I've been talking to Renee for only two years, but we're closer than me and Aubrey, or any of my other friends, have ever been. I've only seen Renee in person once, but still, I can talk to her better than anyone else. I just don't get how someone can pretty much throw away nine years of friendship. I never saw Aubrey as the kind to change for a boyfriend, and she always swore that she wouldn't, but she has. She's changed a lot.
I guess as long as I have my true friends, I shouldn't complain, but I can't just let go of all the memories we've shared. Aubrey and I have been through a lot together. I don't want to forget all of that. | | |
| I haven't been on here in forever. I've been busy lately and haven't been able to post an entry. I'm just getting ready to leave for Boot Camp here in about three weeks. Damn. It's coming fast... too fast. I need to lose a little bit more weight. I've already lost about fifteen pounds total, but I need to lose a few more and a couple inches from my hips and waist. I'm working on it though. Running every night, push-ups, sit-ups. I still can't believe how fast the time has gone. Jeremy leaves for AIT next week, and then in another couple weeks I'll be headed down for Basic and AIT. Nearly six long months of training. Overall though, I think it'll be a lot of fun, and a lot of really good experience for me. I'll come back a stronger, more determined, more driven person. That'll be the big pay off in the long run. That, and the fact that my college will be pretty much paid for. | | |
| Can someone please explain to me why people always seem to be against me? It seems like everything I do, people always jump on me for it. I tried to ask my friend what she got on her presentation, and she says, "I don't know" when the paper is right in front of her! Then I asked her why she wouldn't tell me and she's like, "Because you're bugging me." It's not the first time she's done something like this either. I seriously give up! I don't know what I do, or did, but I'm sick of it. I'm tired of getting shot down and getting my heart broken for caring. I don't want to, but the only way I can save my heart anymore is by shutting people out. A Heart Can Only Heal So Many Times... | | |
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