update....
sooo, i'm one sick puppy right now... and with all this spare time that i have to mope around the house and take long hot baths with, i decided to update you all... just a bit
school is great, work is great, besides the fact that i've lost my voice a little bit so work gets old real fast... the legion volunteer work is wonderful, i love it. i've gotten to meet some buddies of my grandaddy's, who are amazing men with amazing wives, and i can only hope that i have someone to grow old with like that... and also met some affiliates of my old man's.... speaking of him-- i'm in the process of getting a restraining order... for those of you who haven't heard, there was an altercation, my pretty little face got a little banged up but i'm fine. it will be better this way, and i wanna give my love to everyone who gave theirs to me when i needed it. ya'll know who you are.
ohhh and the Marines... brace yourself kids, i've made my decision.
So after a long heart to heart with Cpt. Rush and Gunny Bohanan, I am pretty confident that time as an enlisted is not necessary. Before you go saying, "well of course that's what they'd tell you they're trying to sell you blah blah blah" let ME tell you a little something. When I met Troy Rush for the first time, he intimidated the hell out me. Upon entering his office for the first time, he looked me straight in the eye, and "if you have any doubts about what you are doing here, walk out of my office." Those were his first words. I didn't sign anything that day. That was a year ago. I still haven't signed shit. But I have met with him time and time again, and time and time again he tells me to call him when i'm ready. I can talk about anything to that guy, and he would have given up on me a long time ago if it were about the numbers. Instead, i'm usually not the one who calls him to check up with things... he calls me. he makes sure i'm doin alright. So, after having a long talk, we decided that with the knowledge i've already got, it would be silly. He laughed, and told me... half the time we're talking about this crap and you're finishing my sentences for me... which is true. I do that. lol. I know what hard work is... and I know where the essence of the Corps lies... in lies in the hearts of the young men and women of enlisted rank. And I will know my place and my duties during my time among them. Mind you, I still have a year of school to complete before I can go, being that I just switched majors and so I'm a little bit behind... but that's okay, I'm in no hurry. I want to be ready, not rushed. And I want to thank every Marine who ever supported my decision... there aren't many of you.... but Adam and Jim, you guys are my anchor... thanks for never second-guessing me - i'm sure i'll be calling on you for advice before too long.
i'm not going anywhere anytime soon... but once i do, i'm gone.
i'm glad the thought process is finally over... this last weekend a few people were a bit upset over this... saying that i'm too pretty to be off playing war, or that they don't know what they would do if something happened to me... and i tell them... you'll get by - just like i did when it happened to me. and as for being too pretty, well, i'll give you that haha. after all is said and done... it's time for me to do my thing - it's in my bloodline and it's in my heart... those things don't just fade with time... those are the things that you do great things with. to Adam, my beloved cousin and the man i look up to most nowadays, to Zane, and Eric Akey, and Hunter... It is going to be the greatest honor of my life to wear the uniform with you.
off to bed...
school is great, work is great, besides the fact that i've lost my voice a little bit so work gets old real fast... the legion volunteer work is wonderful, i love it. i've gotten to meet some buddies of my grandaddy's, who are amazing men with amazing wives, and i can only hope that i have someone to grow old with like that... and also met some affiliates of my old man's.... speaking of him-- i'm in the process of getting a restraining order... for those of you who haven't heard, there was an altercation, my pretty little face got a little banged up but i'm fine. it will be better this way, and i wanna give my love to everyone who gave theirs to me when i needed it. ya'll know who you are.
ohhh and the Marines... brace yourself kids, i've made my decision.
So after a long heart to heart with Cpt. Rush and Gunny Bohanan, I am pretty confident that time as an enlisted is not necessary. Before you go saying, "well of course that's what they'd tell you they're trying to sell you blah blah blah" let ME tell you a little something. When I met Troy Rush for the first time, he intimidated the hell out me. Upon entering his office for the first time, he looked me straight in the eye, and "if you have any doubts about what you are doing here, walk out of my office." Those were his first words. I didn't sign anything that day. That was a year ago. I still haven't signed shit. But I have met with him time and time again, and time and time again he tells me to call him when i'm ready. I can talk about anything to that guy, and he would have given up on me a long time ago if it were about the numbers. Instead, i'm usually not the one who calls him to check up with things... he calls me. he makes sure i'm doin alright. So, after having a long talk, we decided that with the knowledge i've already got, it would be silly. He laughed, and told me... half the time we're talking about this crap and you're finishing my sentences for me... which is true. I do that. lol. I know what hard work is... and I know where the essence of the Corps lies... in lies in the hearts of the young men and women of enlisted rank. And I will know my place and my duties during my time among them. Mind you, I still have a year of school to complete before I can go, being that I just switched majors and so I'm a little bit behind... but that's okay, I'm in no hurry. I want to be ready, not rushed. And I want to thank every Marine who ever supported my decision... there aren't many of you.... but Adam and Jim, you guys are my anchor... thanks for never second-guessing me - i'm sure i'll be calling on you for advice before too long.
i'm not going anywhere anytime soon... but once i do, i'm gone.
i'm glad the thought process is finally over... this last weekend a few people were a bit upset over this... saying that i'm too pretty to be off playing war, or that they don't know what they would do if something happened to me... and i tell them... you'll get by - just like i did when it happened to me. and as for being too pretty, well, i'll give you that haha. after all is said and done... it's time for me to do my thing - it's in my bloodline and it's in my heart... those things don't just fade with time... those are the things that you do great things with. to Adam, my beloved cousin and the man i look up to most nowadays, to Zane, and Eric Akey, and Hunter... It is going to be the greatest honor of my life to wear the uniform with you.
off to bed...