Being Home...
I've come home a few times since I've joined my "new family" the Marines. Each time has made me question things I've always wondered and helped me realize where I've been right and wrong. It has also shown me place I've wasted my time and places where the time was best put. There are quite a few wonderful people in Sherman that I'm going to miss and already do b/c I never really was able to become good friends with and I regret that. However; it has become clear to me that it would have been a waste of time b/c nobody seems to want to put forth any effort at all to see me. Here I am about to go Japan, the other side of this wonderful globe, and people I hung out with and called my friends couldn't care less. Some have even gone as far as to criticize how the Marines has changed me for the better b/c I'm much more confident and they misconstrue (spelling sry) that as being "arrogant" or "pigheaded" whereas I've been told by literally about a hundred others that they wish I would have been like this while I was in high school with them. I guess what I'm trying to say is... I know I wasted no time working all the time and that by not trying to make friends has proven to have been the correct thing to do b/c I have met one other person as loyal and true as I feel I have been and he is still in training in Virginia. LCPL Louie Trejo. But w/e, I see few ppl actually reading this and feeling anything other than annoyance. And out of curiosity, I'm not even going to make this post private. Night.