Our Commitments a sickness!
So its 8 o clock, im back in the barracks and very bummed out on it. Austin this weekend was fun, got obliterated last night. Would like to apologize to Rosanna (I think thats her name) for being drunk the first time we ever hung out. This morning woke up and thought i was in cincinatti and started freaking out because I didn't know when my flight back to texas was and thought I was going to miss work tomorrow. Ugh, I hate Ft. Hood. Everytime we get on 35 North to come back here I get in the worst mood ever, what the fuck? Studying for the AFAS test so that hopefully i can go warrant officer soon. That would be suuuppeeerr pimp status. Nothing else really going on besides that my cell phone is turned off since right now i dont have the money to pay the bill... Wow, I am a fucking bum.