i fucking give up on the whole army thing. i cant function like this. shit comes up, and they want me to do it, then they schedule me for shit i need to do, then i dont get the other stuff done, then i get yelled at for that bull shit. then, i dont get half the information i need to get my shit done at work, and i get yelled at. ill admit, yes, i should have taken notes at the damn class, but if he would have just taken time, i would have remembered it and i would have learned something. fuck, im still learning, just be fucking paitent with my fucking ass. plus, im tring to not think about home, and then they ask me, have you called your parents, then that just makes me think im a horrible son, bad friend, and then i start thinking about her, and then makes me all fucking depressed and shit. god damn, yep, you can think, wow, hes suicidal, fuck off, i do what i need to do. how do you cope, probley nothing worth my time listening to because i find it either gay or retarded. get off my balls, i just want some peace and quiet, i want some zen, i want nothing more than for a successful day where nothing can go wrong. those are gone, and i cant do shit about it. man, if you feel me, just throw on your record and vibe, post up on the floor and look at what i see, if you can feel it falling around you, then welcome to what i live.
fuck off.
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I feel you on that killer, but sometimes things happen for a reason right. The way of the Army. Stuff always look's up.
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