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well, such is life. I'm still here in iraq. I'm tired of being here. I want to go home, but while I'm here, I have some grievances. I am tired of having to walk a quarter mile to have to go to the bathroom. I'm tired of having to get completely dressed, with kevlar and everything to walk a quarter mile to go to the bathroom. I'm tired of being afraid to shower because I might catch something (if I'm stinky, at least I know that I'm sweating it out of my own body, so it cant be too bad). The bathrooms here are disgusting. gross, sickening. Tehre's always a half inch of standing water anywehre in the bathrooms. by the crappers, outside the showers. anywhere. This is so freaking bullshit that this is the best the united states government (supposedly the best nation in the world) has to offer its fighting force, it's force that fights to keep the freaking country free. I hate the fact that I've joined the military, and hopefully my unit will be doing without my MOS when I get back. The beauty of them deciding they don't need my job is they can't make me reclass, and they can't make me transfer to a state that has my job. So, i can choose to do either, or get out of the army scott free. I don't lose the bonus they've already paid, and I still get most of the benefits that I'm entitled to. Who knows. GAR!