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If they manage…

So… I have missed a lot of “posting of my thoughts” as of late… I admit I got really lazy. I have been really preoccupied with combat school and all of the stuff I have to do before I deploy in July (as of right now as far as I know I go to Japan.. but I may hit Guam if I am really lucky… We’ll see). Its extremely time consuming and I don’t have a lot of time to just sit and think, and process much. Because I am always going going going. But it is getting slightly better, I have been able to sit down and draw for the first time in a while and work on the book I am writing for a friend (which I will hopefully finish prior to my deployment… that is another ‘we’ll see’ moment). So I hope you all excuse me for my lack of writing.. I know this thing has been boring for a while and I am going to do what I can to fix that… I can’t promise to write all the time and every day, but I can make a little more of an effort now that things for me here are kind of taking some type of focus, and now that I have a little more of a set path. 

Thats the one thing about being in the military… Everything seems to be kind of crazy a lot. You never seem to really know exactly what you will be doing until you walk up and hit a certain event. There is a lot of grey area that goes along with this that I didn’t expect. But hey, that’s the joy in life.. Doing things you never thought you would and things you don’t expect to do. 

If there is anything that this whole experience has taught me thus far, it is to not expect one certain thing and be ready for things to change in an instant… or hurry up and wait awhile. Things can move fast and they can move slow here. You can never really tell which one is going to happen either. 

As cheesy as it is, and cliche -> EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED <-

And so far that is what I am doing my best to learn how to do… I have a lot of catching up to do with that subject, but I am getting there. Slowly. 

Practice, doesn’t exactly make perfect… but it helps you get damn near close! 

Well ladies and gentle men, today is my 19th birthday.

Yup, I am now a year past that small leap into adulthood. 

And what have I got to show for it? Uh… well… i am alive.. .there is a start! 

And for anyone else who was born on this day, I wish you a happy birthday as well!

May the odds be ever in your favor

My mind is so full of ideas that I dont even know where to begin. Or how to make it happen. I’m stuck.

I need some type of major kick in the ass.

Old Glory

My name is Old Glory.

I fly atop the world’s tallest buildings. I stand watch in America’s halls of justice.

I fly majestically over great institutes of learning. I stand guard with the greatest military power in the world.

Look up! And see me! I stand for peace, honor, truth, and justice. I stand for freedom.

I am confident … I am arrogant.I am proud.

When I am flown with my fellow banners,my head is a little higher,my colors a little truer. I bow to no one. I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped.
I am saluted.
I am respected.
I am revered.
I am loved.
And I am feared.

I have fought every battle of every war for more than 200 years…Gettysburg, Shilo, Appomatox, San Juan Hill, the trenches of France,the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, the beaches of Normandy,the deserts of Africa, the cane fields of the Philippines,the rice paddies and jungles of Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Korea, Vietnam,and a score of places long forgotten by all but those who were with me.I was there!

I led my soldiers. I followed them. I watched over them…They loved me.I was on a small hill in Iwo Jima. I was dirty, battle-worn and tired,but my soldiers cheered me, and I was proud.

I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free.It does not hurt … for I am invincible.I have been soiled, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country, and when it is by those with whom I have served in battle … it hurts. But I shall overcome … for I am strong.

I have slipped the bonds of Earthand stand watch over the uncharted new frontiers of spacefrom my vantage point on the moon. I have been a silent witness to all of America’s finest hours. But my finest hour comeswhen I am torn into strips to be used for bandagesfor my wounded comrades on the field of battle.

When I fly at half mast to honor my soldiers…and when I lie in the trembling armsof a grieving mother at the graveside of her fallen son.I am proud.

My name is Old Glory.Dear God … Long may I wave!

My best friend means so much to me. More than she realizes. And i am so glad i got to spend time with her this weekend.

lebby18 asked: just read your wont you take me wehre the street lights grow post (im horrible at staying ontop of tumblr lately...) and realize, tho i may not have been able to tell you then, that i now know why i said no...over and over...a realization in ones life where maybe in the beginning the reason you say no is because you're scared, or worried, or dont really understand, or just simply cant face the fact....but i now realize why i said no, and if you want to know. I will tell you. im ready for tht now

Yes, i would like to know at some point. Message me on facebook or text me

Yep. We’re fucked.