Aug 07, 2004 20:15
The days fly by just as they have for the past 3 months and now I see ahead of me a more defined path for me to walk. I am looking forward to more in-depth training and more chances to find new friends in the Corps. It seems, though, for me to find this new happiness I have to shed part of my past and leave it behind. Alot of the people I've known are beginning their own walks in life and that's good, I wish them luck. I also wish that our paths cross every once and awhile. I'm leaving on the 10th for an indefinite amount of time. All I know for sure is that it's going to be more physical and more dangerous. With the introduction of larger weapons to fire and incendiary devices to practice with, the level of danger in training has increased a little, but it only makes it that much more exciting.
From most of the marines I've spoken to over E-mail, life in the Corps is alot of Pen/paper RPGing. Most marines are as well versed in UCMJ as they are White Wolf and D&D. Don't be suprised when I start hosting Forum RPGs from Iraq in a year or so.
Update: I forgot, for everyone who didn't know already. I got my tattoo (the one that i had on my LJ post a while ago) yesterday and I'm rather happy with it. In fact, I'm freaking ecstatic! I've always felt beastial in nature and sometimes in action and I've finally branded my body in the animal that I feel the strongest meta-physical connection to. I am The Wolf. So, from now on, please call me Wolf instead of Faji. The number one reason for this is because ... I'm not really fuzzy anymore and secondly because it's a hellofalot cooler and more fitting than Faji. (For all you Japanese-y readers of my LJ, if "Wolf" doesn't fit, atleast go with "Ookami" or something other than Fuzzy :/ If i'm gonna go around killing people for a living, I don't want to be known as Fuzzy.