June 2010
105 posts
I’m back from the field portion of my active duty orders! WOO!! I still have the rest of this week, but tonight I am GOING OUT~
I’ll see you Tumblrs & Tumblrettes in 2 weeks! I’m headed off to do some Army duties. :)
I really really want to be done with all this drama. I’m done crying, I’m done being mad, I’m done being hurt. I thought I was done being a doormat to my friends. I thought I started a whole new chapter when I moved here 2 years ago. Apparently, I am still who I am and the doormat never changed. Instead, I just became more aggressive towards my husband and today told him to “fuck off” when I really wanted to tell someone else that. In turn, I hurt him and me. I always said that I would never EVER tell anyone that I truly cared about to ‘fuck off’. We’ve talked about it and discussed it and all is forgiven, but it still pains me.
These two weeks away will be great for everything in my life. No friends, no Tucker, no husband, no internet.
I just finished the series and I am so incredibly sad. Even though it was only 10 episodes, it told so much about the war in Europe. I have always been very passionate about what we [the soldiers] do and what some of us have to go through. I can never help but feel pain and nervousness for those who have seen the horrid side of combat - is there really any other side?
When I was younger, I asked my grandpa [WWII vet] if he ever killed a man, just out of curiosity. He closed his eyes and sighed, then said, “Baby, it was a different time.” Then, he left the room. My grandma said, “He had to defend himself.” And that was that. Before I moved out, I would watch my grandpa sleep and I saw the night terrors he would have. He said it was dreams about from when he served. I always wondered if he had untreated PTSD and if it caused so many of the problems he has now.
There was something Major Dick Winters’s grandson asked him and I’ll never forget it.
“Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?”
“No. I served in a company surrounded by them.”
Dear America,
As a way to say thank you for giving us thousands of shit films, hundreds of shit ‘comedy’ shows, and McDonalds, please accept our gift of 20,000,000 gallons of crude oil - we weren’t sure where you wanted it, so we left it just by Louisiana for you.
Lots of love,
Britain.
I’m sorry you feel that way.
I felt very sick while watching this. It’s absolutely heart breaking.
pie0:
I had a dream that I met pie0 and he had the whole top floor of a super snazzy hotel - which was just one huge room. And there were two models hanging around and asking me questions. I was hiding from someone who was out to get me and pie0 was kind enough to stash me there for a while.
I wish I could remember the rest of my dream.
Haha! That’s awesome. Now I wish you could remember it too. *runs and hides from your husband*.
But seriously; honoured!
How awesome that’s your 1000th post
The two other models in the room wanted to take pictures and you couldn’t find your camera. Your face was also painted like Braveheart’s, except green. It was odd. You offered me rainbow coloured cake, but we had a food fight with it instead. Haha!
:D I was saving my 1000th post to be something awesome, and I figured this dream would be it.
I had a dream that I met pie0 and he had the whole top floor of a super snazzy hotel - which was just one huge room. And there were two models hanging around and asking me questions. I was hiding from someone who was out to get me and pie0 was kind enough to stash me there for a while.
I wish I could remember the rest of my dream.