A post from teh phone.
Feb. 16th, 2007 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Soooo, here I am, at the base. This is the last weekend I'll ever spend here.
Little more than three weeks remain to my service in teh good ol' IAF, and then it's out into the real world. I can hardly contain my excitement. Or something.
Truth be told I am dying for it all to end. To be free of this place. Oh, I've had a good time here, most of the time, even though I'm surrounded, for the most part, by immature idiots (or people who are BEING immature idiots while they're actually decent people). It's strange - I've been a part of this ridiculous organization for almost three years now, and I don't think I ever felt that I want out as badly as I do now. Makes me wonder, really.
Oh well.
I've been reading older LJ entries of mine and wondering why do most of them look the same, even though the thing spans a period of nearly four years. Same issues, different names. I'm in such a bloody loop it's incredible. << I think the first thing I do when I'm done with the army is start working on breaking that loop. I know what the weak spot in the fabric of my being (which, much like the fabric of space-time, is frayed at points and could REALLY use some ironing) is, and I feel the time is coming to mend it.
And then I can fly and conquer the universe if so I'll wish. No matter how many mutant birds get in my way.
Little more than three weeks remain to my service in teh good ol' IAF, and then it's out into the real world. I can hardly contain my excitement. Or something.
Truth be told I am dying for it all to end. To be free of this place. Oh, I've had a good time here, most of the time, even though I'm surrounded, for the most part, by immature idiots (or people who are BEING immature idiots while they're actually decent people). It's strange - I've been a part of this ridiculous organization for almost three years now, and I don't think I ever felt that I want out as badly as I do now. Makes me wonder, really.
Oh well.
I've been reading older LJ entries of mine and wondering why do most of them look the same, even though the thing spans a period of nearly four years. Same issues, different names. I'm in such a bloody loop it's incredible. << I think the first thing I do when I'm done with the army is start working on breaking that loop. I know what the weak spot in the fabric of my being (which, much like the fabric of space-time, is frayed at points and could REALLY use some ironing) is, and I feel the time is coming to mend it.
And then I can fly and conquer the universe if so I'll wish. No matter how many mutant birds get in my way.