Training.

I've got work to put in. My physical abilities must be pushed mucho. Feel free to help me with this. I just ran a 17:10 two mile. This is unacceptable. I must push my cardio and everything else so that I can make these 17 kids look sad when I go.

The End.

What to do?

These times, they are a-changing.
Bob Dylan was an excellent writer, shite singer. but I like him anyway.

But I digress.

I finally got to go to MEPS. Thats the Military Entrance Processing Station. I had less than 3 hours of sleep, got up at 4am and didn't leave until 7pm. But I got the medical clearance I have spent a year trying to get. Now what to do with it? Its funny. I have spent so long trying to get it, I really just about gave up. Now I'm kinda sacred about actually signing up and leaving. I'm going to talk to the recruiter in the next two weeks or so, when I'm not working to see what jobs are available. My hope is for 68Whiskey w/option 40. That's a Medic with a RASP contract. RASP is the training ground for rangers. I could get in and serve at least 4 years, and if I want to get out, I will have a minimum of EMT training and could have a nursing degree. I don't know whats going to happen, but I'm nervous as crap. This bugs me because nothing makes me nervous. Asking a girl out, taking a test, a job interview. but right now I'm jittery. I don't like it.
I still keep praying that this is what God wants me to do. I guess I will find out soon.

It begins again.

Only 6 days into the new year, only 6. It only took 5 for things to turn south again.
My roommate just for all intents and purposes got fired in a non-firing illegal way that he is probably going to be able to make them pay for, literally. This is bad for him. But he can move back to his parents place if he has to and get another job. Me on the other hand, shall be losing a second house in 3 years, at least technically this one isn't mine. I just pay for it.

There is a slight chance something will work out with him and his job or getting another job but its extremely unlikely. I don't want to sound selfish because I know this a a big problem for him. But all I can think is, yippee! What am I going to do this time?? I honestly can not remember a time where I haven't had some sort a massive weight trying to drag me down. Maybe it is supposed to make me stronger, but all I am is tired, extremely tired. The possibility of losing this house and trying to find an apartment or something is frightening.

On the bright side I was able to re-schedule my pre-screening Army physical for the third time for next Thursday. Lets see if they cancel on me again. If that all goes well, being homeless won't be a problem because I will have an Army barracks over my head.

I don't know whats going to happen, but I always assume the worse now. When I have hope, its smashed to pieces. I'm tired. I would like a little rest please Lord, just for a little while.

2011

It is 9:05 am on January 1st, 2011 right now(EST). I am at work. I would prefer to be sleeping, but thats my job. I got up this morning to hear my roomate, whom has lost his mind, still playing the new Call of Duty Black Ops game. I knocked on his door, came in and laughed when he looked at me and asked if I was already up to get ready for work. I nodded and then he said, well guess I should go to sleep then. He was still playing when I left. :)

Not much to report here, just wanted to say that I hope and pray for myself and everyone I know that this year is better than the last, or any before.

Peace.