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So, my boyfriend's going to Afghanistan...possibly within the next 48 hours. :( I already warned him that he is NOT allowed to die (yeah it makes no difference, but it makes me feel better). If he doesn't leave within the next 48 hours, he's leaving the first week of April, most likely. We saw some stupid anti-war protestors walking down one side of Lark St. tonight (taking up a whole lane of traffic between 10 people) and I felt like screaming at them to shut the fuck up. I don't agree with war without reason (Vietnam), but this one has a reason and a need. If we didn't go to war, who knows if we'd be the next city they bomb. I felt like screaming at them that they're just mad because they don't have the balls to go fight for what they take for granted themselves. I wanted to join the Navy almost all my life, but I wouldn't be allowed to. All I have to say is that when our boys (and girls) finally do come home, if even one of those gutless fucks so much as gives them a dirty look, I'm throwing punches. I'm very much afraid that our troops will be treated in the same disgusting manner they were when they came back from Vietnam. That was extremely uncalled for, and I better not see it happening, or I will be pissed. Why don't people understand that freedom wasn't just given to us? You have to fight for what you want and to keep it. Didn't anyone pay attention in history class?! Well, I have to go. Take care all. Please pray to whatever powers that be that our troops return swiftly and safely. I love you all. Bye!