Soooo, I went home. Now I'm sitting in this shithole desert, again. Waaaay too fast of a vacation, BUT, I had a shitload of fun with some cool people. I hung out with my best friends Andrew, Chris, and John mostly. Which was amazing
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So in about 10 or 11 days I will be home. I don't know what to think of all of it but it should be pretty interesting to get back to a place where things make sense (well, for the most part). The bastards tore down Fox Valley Theater, so that is pretty depressing. I watched the Theater video earlier in memory of it, even though they tore it down
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I was contemplating if I should bring this up in a journal that everyone can read, I decided whatever, might as well. I've been getting these really bad dreams lately. They get pretty morbid and gross. I wake up in a sweat from them with my heart racing real fast. I don't know the source of them but they've become a lot more common these past
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So today markes up in the 200's for how many missions Ive been on since Ive been here. Its been getting kindof hairy out there lately. Its getting real hard now to stay focused becuase of all the time on the road. You lose track of self on ocassion. Don't worry though, I beat myself like crazy whenever I notice myself getting complacent.
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So today I get back from another hard day at work teaching these Iraqis, I go online and what do I see. Whaaaaaa... a news article on how "botchy" Iraqi army training is thanks to us. Here's a little excerpt from the article
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So its been about ohh 2 years since Ive updated this thing. I dont think anyone even reads this thing anymore but I think I'm gonna start it up again just becuase. Alot has changed since my last entries. I am now an airborne infantrymen working in Iraq as support for a special forces team; I aid in training Iraqi soldiers. Atleast the Iraqis
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So I went to the Grand canyon today. What a f-ing tourist trap. It was a 4 hour car ride to get here and just to add another layer of diariah to this turd of a vacation, my parents played nonstop jazz. It sounded as if someone was tuning a guitarre for the entire CD while I kept thinking "Just play the goddamn song already!". F jazz and the F ing
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