Today is the 51 day mark until I leave, so as logic would dictate that means tomorrow is 50 days remaining.
Its hard to imagine that when this all began in June, I had to wait 126 days. And now I'm on the last leg of this journey before another one begins... such is life. Its a series of countdowns to the end of something before something else takes its place.
I have to admit the time has been going rather fast.. especially for living in a small town in the middle of no where with little to no entertainment besides the internet and playing WoW.
This weekend is the famous Iowa/Iowa State football game in Ames and I'm debating whether or not to make the trek up there. I'm constantly weighing the options but there are few friends still in the area that I know and I'm not huge on drinking at this point in my life, especially with the cash floor I currently have.
Next weekend is my 6 year high school reunion (they forgot last year and are making up for it this year) and I think I may save my money and time for that endeavor since it will more than likely end up being more fun. I think about a 1/3 of us are showing up for it. We aren't doing anything fancy, just meeting at a bar that serves food in the early evening and then proceeding to drink. I'll have to see if I want to drink that night, but if the right people show up.. it could happen.
In other news, I've begun working on a new short story that is rather promising. It is a little defeating; however, that I will be gone in about 7 weeks and all the writing I have currently on my computer or is waiting to be put to paper will have to be put on hiatus for at least... oh I'd about 6 to 9 months. My plan is to scribble out whatever ideas I can in the mean time before I go so at least the essence of those thoughts is preserved in some fashion.
I'm sure that after Basic and AIT I will have a different perspective on somethings which may or may not improve my writing. Its all unknown at this point.
Beyond that my friends its the same shit I always go through. After running my mile this morning as the sun came up, I felt really good about how things are falling into place. I just need to cling to that good feeling and use it as a life preserver, to keep me floating on top of my fears about this whole thing. To be afraid of the unknown is human nature, and tell myself that everyday.
How we battle and deal with our fears tells alot about who we are as a person... how we come out of the struggle and evolve as an individual. I know 100 percent that coming out of the next 9 months will be the best thing that has ever happened to me, despite the fears of family and friends.
The motto I tell myself in the mirror everyday is "I need to do this"
Has anyone else ever had that feeling? Discuss
Its hard to imagine that when this all began in June, I had to wait 126 days. And now I'm on the last leg of this journey before another one begins... such is life. Its a series of countdowns to the end of something before something else takes its place.
I have to admit the time has been going rather fast.. especially for living in a small town in the middle of no where with little to no entertainment besides the internet and playing WoW.
This weekend is the famous Iowa/Iowa State football game in Ames and I'm debating whether or not to make the trek up there. I'm constantly weighing the options but there are few friends still in the area that I know and I'm not huge on drinking at this point in my life, especially with the cash floor I currently have.
Next weekend is my 6 year high school reunion (they forgot last year and are making up for it this year) and I think I may save my money and time for that endeavor since it will more than likely end up being more fun. I think about a 1/3 of us are showing up for it. We aren't doing anything fancy, just meeting at a bar that serves food in the early evening and then proceeding to drink. I'll have to see if I want to drink that night, but if the right people show up.. it could happen.
In other news, I've begun working on a new short story that is rather promising. It is a little defeating; however, that I will be gone in about 7 weeks and all the writing I have currently on my computer or is waiting to be put to paper will have to be put on hiatus for at least... oh I'd about 6 to 9 months. My plan is to scribble out whatever ideas I can in the mean time before I go so at least the essence of those thoughts is preserved in some fashion.
I'm sure that after Basic and AIT I will have a different perspective on somethings which may or may not improve my writing. Its all unknown at this point.
Beyond that my friends its the same shit I always go through. After running my mile this morning as the sun came up, I felt really good about how things are falling into place. I just need to cling to that good feeling and use it as a life preserver, to keep me floating on top of my fears about this whole thing. To be afraid of the unknown is human nature, and tell myself that everyday.
How we battle and deal with our fears tells alot about who we are as a person... how we come out of the struggle and evolve as an individual. I know 100 percent that coming out of the next 9 months will be the best thing that has ever happened to me, despite the fears of family and friends.
The motto I tell myself in the mirror everyday is "I need to do this"
Has anyone else ever had that feeling? Discuss
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noreins:
I dig nerds, there is nothing wrong with that :]
striped_eclair:
you know I'd date you 
