I wonder if any of you besides Katie, Bryan, and Zac read this. They're the only ones who regularly comment on this thing. And a few others who comment when they disagree with what I'm saying. I tell y'all I'm leaving for the better part of two years and I get Katie only. Don't get me wrong Katie, I appreciate it alot. But the fact that the only ( Read more... )

I'm being stationed in Korea....Korea. I don't know if I'll be there for a year or two years, but I know it's going to suck ass. Cold, expensive, and even more expensive to fly home. Home, I long to be there. I know I asked for this and shouldn't complain, but I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss Heather. Last weekend was such a tease. And ( Read more... )

Disregard the entry three entries ago. Master Sergeant is letting me go home this weekend. Wicked excited to see Heather and the CAP people. However the remarks about the Marine Corps BS'ing it's Marines about caring is still pretty much true. MSgt was just having a good day apparently. So yea, I'll be in the switch from 0030 to 0500 on saturday, ( Read more... )

You can just start calling me Lance Corporal now. I've got the highest average in my class and I'm looking at Lance Coolie beginning of April if I can hold that average. And within a year I could be a Corporal of Marines. A Non-Commissioned Officer in less than two years! Fuckin' A right, doggie! Semper Fi ( Read more... )

You know what I love? I love how civilians my age bitch about the most inconsequential, trivial, meaningless things. Oh god, you had to write a paper! Oh no, you made plans with your friends tonight but they cancelled on you! Your dad wouldn't buy you that jacket you wanted! Your life is just going to end if you don't get an A on your thesis for ( Read more... )

Remember how my last entry was all "OORAH MARINE CORPS"? Not today. I just found out that while my Sergeant is going to approve my Special Liberty chit to go home next weekend, Master Sergeant will probably disapprove it. Fucking A. I can't go home and see the woman I love and my CAP friends, because it's not "absolutely essential, someone isn't ( Read more... )

I am a roving, killing soldier of the sea. My name is Marine. I was born in a bomb crater, in the heat of combat. My mother was an M-16 and my father is the devil. And every moment I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am admired by most and feared by many. I live like a soldier, talk like a sailor and slap the hell out of both. Warrior ( Read more... )

I don't really know why but today is a good day. Even though I'm far from my friends, my family, and the love of my life, I feel like I'm where I belong and doing what I am meant to do. And it feels wonderful knowing that I'm doing something, or learning to do something rather, that really matters. The rockets, missiles, and guns systems I'm ( Read more... )

Nine days from now I'm outposting from here and going to MCAS Cherry Point, NC for my C School. Graduating from there April 13th then hopefully I'll be home for thirty days before I leave again. But the bad news is I won't be home for Heather's prom, AND I probably won't be home for a long time, like a 9 months or a year before I come home again. ( Read more... )

Change the first line in my address to PFC Walter Christiansen. I got pinned friday! Private First Class of Marines, bitches!