Finally Going...
It's kinda funny how things work out in the long run...
I signed up wanting to go over (to Iraq). Time passed, my view and opinion on the Army changed and I got close to getting out... Or so I thought.
Korea, which I thought would be/was a bad place to be, turned out to be a pretty good place. It taught me more than I would have ever been able to learn at Fort Hood. Things were much more simplistic there. They also lacked the trademark attitude of this place.
I thought that going there was a bad thing for me because I wanted to go. I was pissed that I got sent to a non-deployable unit. What I was really pissed about, was that going over to Iraq probably now meant me being in longer than I thought and had signed up for... Which thanks to my current unit assignment, it does.
It'll be longer than I thought, the length of time still yet to be determined. I should, regardless be out by November 2009, almost a year longer than I should have been.
At least I am going... Honestly though, I don't want to go anymore. The Army squandered what motivation I had. I just want to get out and start my life. I am tired of living the Army's life.
It's surreal though. I always wanted to see combat since I was little. Then it was because it seemed so cool and bad-ass. As I aged, I still wanted to see it, but for different reasons. Now because it is controlled-chaos. It's intense. In a sense it is climatic.
Though I don't see what I originally thought happening in these upcoming months. This isn't war. This is n't really combat. It's a police state, with fire-fights. What I yearned for was the type of combat seen in World War II, or in Vietnam.
I signed up wanting to go over (to Iraq). Time passed, my view and opinion on the Army changed and I got close to getting out... Or so I thought.
Korea, which I thought would be/was a bad place to be, turned out to be a pretty good place. It taught me more than I would have ever been able to learn at Fort Hood. Things were much more simplistic there. They also lacked the trademark attitude of this place.
I thought that going there was a bad thing for me because I wanted to go. I was pissed that I got sent to a non-deployable unit. What I was really pissed about, was that going over to Iraq probably now meant me being in longer than I thought and had signed up for... Which thanks to my current unit assignment, it does.
It'll be longer than I thought, the length of time still yet to be determined. I should, regardless be out by November 2009, almost a year longer than I should have been.
At least I am going... Honestly though, I don't want to go anymore. The Army squandered what motivation I had. I just want to get out and start my life. I am tired of living the Army's life.
It's surreal though. I always wanted to see combat since I was little. Then it was because it seemed so cool and bad-ass. As I aged, I still wanted to see it, but for different reasons. Now because it is controlled-chaos. It's intense. In a sense it is climatic.
Though I don't see what I originally thought happening in these upcoming months. This isn't war. This is n't really combat. It's a police state, with fire-fights. What I yearned for was the type of combat seen in World War II, or in Vietnam.