Nothing To Talk About.

Sorry I haven’t updated in awhile. I’m sorry to disappoint but there’s nothing going on in my life right now. I know since I’m a soldier you guys (girls) expect me to post some daily story of how I killed a man with the thumb on my left hand and all, but what can I say. I’m boring. Sorry. That’s the biggest flaw about good guys I think — we’re boring. Or maybe it’s the biggest flaw about stable guys.

My school drop paperwork is still moving along. I watch it like a hawk. Every day. I am becoming the dreaded name to be spoken in the S1 (personnel office) because of how often I visit. But there’s not a single person in that shop who doesn’t owe me one. Iraq was a long year.

I am looking forward to 9-10 months into the future. When I am a civilian writing in this diary. When I don’t have crazy acronyms flying at my readers. AITWKLMANOPQRRZZZZZZYZZ. Rawr! When I can grow my hair out. What kind of haircut should I have? Until I know for sure what I want, sadly to say, I’m just going to keep it the same. But this is not the desire! Post suggestions! I will eventually change my hair.

Sleeping in on a Wednesday. That’s one of my goals. Actually I just thought of something. I want to make a list, similiar to the type of list Helen has, what is it… a 101 list of things to do? Although no where near that big. Just a bunch of things I want to do once I get out.

I wanna put my hands in my pocket and think that I’m back on the block. I wanna cross my arms in front of my chest because I think I’m in charge. I wanna wear pants when it’s cold outside. I want to walk in front of someone else’s formation and say “Sucks to be them”.

I seriously don’t know what I’m going to do when I get out. I could very well waste an entire week doing nothing just because I don’t know how to go about doing something.

I also have a feeling, or theory, that as the day I get out draws nearer, I will become more anxious. So we’ll see. Kinda like when I was joining. I was anxious as hell. Although I will NOT fear. Nothing can be harder than this job. Noooooothing.

Also since I have this OD+ features, I’m going to create some chapters in this diary. Chapters of my life y’know? And all of these entries.. are “Army Life”.

Just think, had that hacker never deleted my first entries, you could witness my ENTIRE military career in this diary. But that bastard deleted all the entries of BEFORE my army life.

What I like to call the Janice-saga of my life now only exists in my memories. I use to go back and read those entries. Oh well.

Like I said, nothing going on in the life of Bruce. Sorry to disappoint.

~Bruce