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Well, I'm in Kansas. and uh.. yeah. Going back to Colorado tomorrow and stuff ._.

is with me, and we're p. much an awesome couple.

is here too.

Playing Pokemon Platinum. Gimme pal codes. Before I fuckstart some faces.

FYI - i like money...

I don't have much time left here in Iraq. I can't wait to be home.
Can't wait to sleep in my own bed. Be on my computer. Do all the things I got to do back home. Especially see someone against for the first time in a long while.

So what's up guys.

Yeah, so.

I figured it was time for an update since I haven't in more than 10 days! First flight outa here has already left, so it's only a matter of time! Omg I can't wait! I'm a bit nervous, but it's all cool. I'm gonna spend 2 days our of me 3 or 4 day pass with ~DevHalena She's gonna show me around Dayton and possibly convince her with bribes of sugary treats and gas money to take me to Cedar Point, who knows lol. Hell! i might arrange for =Kittn622 to meet me or something! Augh, I cna't wait!

And the purpose for my Scoot theme'd title, I'm gonna be cosplaying as said Scout from Team Fortress 2 at some con in Denver, it's sometime in September so, it'll be fun. And! Thanks to ~DevHalena and *koze-is-angry I'm in the market for a full suit, I'd want a partial but.. It wouldn't be the same! I want that feeling like when I was a Costume Character for Six Flags, i loved that.. Anyhow! I'm coming home soon, I'm playing WoW again, and I'm anxious to see old friends!

This actually catches my eye because all of it's true and not an exaggeration. Anyone that knows me in real life, I say fuck money, and I will have anyone's back. No matter what.

Soldiers aka an Infantryman Soldiers come in all shapes, shades, weights, sizes, and states of sobriety, misery, and confusion. He is sly as a fox, has the nerve of a dope addict, the stories of an old sailor, the sincerity of a politician, and the subtly of Mt. Saint Helen. He is extremely irresistible, totally irrational and completely indestructible.

A Soldier is a Soldier all his life. He is a magical creature. You can kick him out of your house but not out of your heart. You can take him off your mailing list but not off your mind. Soldiers are found everywhere... in love... in battle... in lust... in trouble... in debt... in bars and ... behind them. No one can write so seldom and yet think so much of you. No one else can get so much enjoyment out of a letter or clean clothes or a six pack.

A Soldier is a genius with a deck of cards. A millionaire without a cent and brave without a grain of sense. He is the PROTECTOR OF AMERICA, with the latest copy of playboy in his back pocket. When he wants something it's usually 30 days leave, music that hurts the ears, a five dollar bill... or a woman he can count on.

Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, fathers brag about them, the government pays them, the police watch out for them and somehow they all work together. You can beat their bodies but not their minds.

You can tame their hearts but not their souls. He likes girls, females, women, ladies. He dislikes small checks, working weekends, answering letters, missing chow, waking up, maintaining a uniform, and the day before payday. You may as well give in. He is your long distance lover... he is your steel eyed, warm smiling, blank minded, hyperactive, over reacting, curious, passive, talented spontaneous, physically fit, good for nothing bundle of worry..... And will always be there for you regardless of how long its been since you've last talked.

edit: This is now in tribute to the three soldiers who died just yesterday during a rocket attack on my COB. Thoughts and prayers to their families.

Cause I seriously need some.

For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I get incredibly angry as of recently. I don't know why. Granted I calm down but when it's something stupid, it just gets me riled up. So that's the first problem.

Second.

You guys ever have a feeling, but you don't want to tell that one person because you think they'll look at you different? Feelings you want to share with someone, but are afraid? i sorta have that upon other thoughts and feelings that I'm actually afraid to show, because I always end up getting the short end of the stick, constantly.
I don't want to hurt anyone, I don't want anyone to change what they think of me, and I don't want to loose friends. I want to hold back telling someone this, but I fear that if I do, it may be too late. But if I do it now, it'll be all for none. because of where I'm at.
I'm sick of being left behind, I'm sick of getting thrown to the side like some used toy. I always get used, I always get thrown to the side for something someone feels is better for them.
Maybe I open myself up for that failure, but I don't understand how, when i care so much. The only conclusion I have come too, is to wait. When i get home, i can tell this person how I feel, and what's up. And hopefully they can accept it, or just shadow me out. Like everyone else that I've told before them. I don't know, maybe the stress is getting to me..