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going to emv, enhanced mojave viper for 35 days tonight. gonna be an ass kicker, gonna be fun as hell and time to fucking bring everythign i got to the table. leaving for afghan on october 21st. fucking bring it.
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[20 Jul 2009|01:39pm] |
we're leaving a month early, i deploy to helmand province, afghanistan on october 21st, 2009. i never thought the day would come. fuck ya. just sucks i'm going to miss: halloween, thanksgiving, christmas, new years, my bday. whateva.
been in new since friday. pretty fuckin awesome so far. kristens really cool, really glad i met her. just sucks i met her right before i deploy to afghanistan, but im still glad i met her none the less. this hotel room is amazing. thanks mom and dad.
i leave for mojave viper, or desert fulcram or cas whatever you want to call it when i get back to north carolina which is in 29 palms california. we'll be there for 38 days. then we get back to nc like sept 8 or 10. im guessing get put on pre deployment leave. times flying by. life is getting so much better then its going to abruptly stop for something i've waited to happen my entire life. GET SOME
deployment wish: mail me cartons of marlboro reds. THERE WILL BE NO STORES OUT THERE!
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[01 Jul 2009|08:45pm] |
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12 mile hike yesterday. heaviest hike we've ever had. got promoted today, the right and traditional fucking way too. 96 tomorrow. 0500 room inspections. 06 - 1000 armory (cleaning weapons) 1030 -1200 battalion formation. 1200 = 96 FUUUUCK YA. then new york!
i love what i do. i couldn't imagine myself doing anything else in my life right now. some people spend their entire life trying to figure out what they want out of it, striving for success, money amongst all other tthings. i could give two shits and a fuck about that or anything else but my brothers to my right and left. in 4 months we're going to the helmand province. part of the fourth meb float in marine corps history. 1st = vietnam. 2nd = iraq (2003 - 2005) 3rd = afghanistan may 2009, 4 = afghanistan (my unit and 2 other battalions in november). i have no idea what im going to do with my life when i get out, except live it, modestly and happily. i had no idea what i was doing in high school let alone college. i did the right thing. dont worry i'll stiill light up the biggest bowl and blunt of my life when i get out.
those who shed their blood with me shall forever be my brother.
i just glanced through all my entries cause im that fuckin bored. ive had this bitch for four years. and i saw the entry where i joked about almost not graduating high school haha that was great.
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[28 Jun 2009|03:43am] |
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4 and half months left in america. going to ny with rodriguez and snead next wweek, i think scott is coming too. i forgot AT is coming wtih us.. he's cool but talks wayyy too much. we have two more 96s one before mojave viper and one after. still not able to go back to az. but i'll probably end up going back up to ny with rod and the second 96 a bunch of us are going home with johnson to west virginia. went to carolina beach for the weekend, was fun as hell. got duty in an hour. goddamnit, at least i have tomorrow off.
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[21 Jun 2009|07:28pm] |
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words coudln't even explain today. first time i've ever been to a funeral, all of caat was there, sharpes from a really really really small town in northern nc where everyone new eachother, i can't even begin to explain this.
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a good friend of mine in our platoon died during our bn fex field op three days ago. we came back early, we know and we're told that we'll sustain casualties while we're in afghanistan and that many of us will not come home. but thats in war, we expect that. during a basic field op when the fuck do you expect that? spending everyday wiht a group of people, going to through the most utter shit you can imagine, living through hell and hanging out with them and having a fucking blast with them at the same time not to mention training wiht those people since you joined th marine corps you become really close to these guys, an age group ranging from 18 to 21 (the majority of the platoon) we're stiill young as fuck and then see them die. fucking wake up call, and it shoudln't have happened. now his dad has to bury his son on fathers day. the entire platoons going to the funeral sunday, along wiht the company commander, platoon commander, compnay xo, battalion commander, bn sgt major and company first sgt. about 85 people. 1/6, 3/8 which are the last two units that were in afghanistan and 2/8 who is there right now who we're replacing in november have been hit reallyy hard, most casualties are coming from their caat platoon. caats one big family, i fucking love these guys. i'll miss you sharpe.
on a better note, im psyched to go up to ny with rodriguez and hang out with justin on the 4th. i need a fucking vacation.
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| hardees and stuffed crust pizza |
[07 Jun 2009|02:34am] |
shity food, lots of booze, and good friends. seems like my days tend to revolve around that a lot. i've really grown to love my platoon, we're really fuckin close, and have a lot of fun together yet at the smae token i can't help but miss all the fun im probably missing back home. it sucks having down time, when everyone goes to bed and im still awake. then i start to think. i hate when my mind goes to work and just starts to wander and reminisce. i really hope the next four months go by quickly. really quickly. im really excited for the july 4th 96, going to ny with rodriguez gonna see sara and hopefully justin wll come out to ny too. rods gonna show me what he says is a good time, and hanging out with old friiends too will make it so much better. in 5 months i'll be in afghanistan and guess what i'm going to miss the release of call of duty modern warfare 2. someone better take my place on xbox live and keep the tradition going, i mean i want coffee tables broken in anger and the xbox community scarred for life from terrifying yelling on my mic 5 months, i thought it'd never come thank god times always on your side. i got my wisdom teeth pulled wed, and i gotta say it was awesome, only cause this is the only time im allowed to take narcotics legally in the marine corps. its been pretty chill. except the fact i can't really eat anything. but still its fun. gonna combine a vic and a perc, see how that rolls.
since my parents moved to california im changing my state of residence from arizona to california on monday. which is actually awesome cause i'll probably end up going to UCSB after im outta the marine corps. dream come true to be honest. great weed, girls, the beach, really good school. gonna be fun. justin you should come out to cali with me when i get out.
hopefully i'll get med sep'd after this deployment and enjoy the fruits of being a civilian once again. ...just kidding. i do wanna smoke a bowl right now though.
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[15 May 2009|08:07pm] |
its been a while. hows everyone been? i can't believe all my friends are seniors now. by the time i get back from afghanistan all you guys are gonna be done with college. the thoughts crazy as hell, who would've thought college would fly by like that.
just got back from pickett on tuesday. things were so different prior to ft pickett. a month after being in pickett we're completely different, my platoon fucking kicks ass. my truck crews awesome, except my bitch of a vc. i'm a dismount, its being debated whether im gonna keep my m16 or become a saw gunner. either way it'll be awesome. its cool to think in the bc's eyes and the rest of the bn that caat white (my platoon) is literally the best platoon in the entire bn. when we work its balls to the wall. granted gunny v being the biggest badass ever has a lot to do with that, he was t he first person to get a navy cross in afghanistan (1 of 2) and turned down picking up master sergeant to stick wtih us. as much as i hated getting pissed on everyday in pickett and sleepign in 4 inches of water waking up wet as hell covered inwater, pulling ticks off one another, doing patrols in the forests for 48 h ours and 96 hours ops with no sleep and everythign else, all the urban warfare stuff and cqb we did was fun as hell. being in caat you kinda lose your mos (job) and end up becoming a machine gunner. i cant wait to drive in teh valleys of the helmand province pouring ..50s and mk 19s into villages and mountains. even though im not a gunner so i'll just be clearing houses and cities and running up mountains with my m16 or saw. but it'll still be a beautiful sight.
i will get a half sleeve on my right arm of a marine with a 240 B in one arm and the other arm holding a belt of ammo with teh rancor towering above him with the 240 under the rancors head blowing rounsd into it. thats my "moto" tat that incorporates my dream of having a star wars tattoo.
well enough of marine corps shit. im bored as shit right now. i thought doing a bosultely nothing would be the most relaxing thing and im just bored and restless. i think im going to go to bed just to wake up early work out and run. eat some breakfast. sleep again.
does someone wanna hook me up with a med student so by the time i eas she's done with school and we can get married and she can be a doctor and i can chill at home? cause i really don't wanna workw hen i grow up. i'll see if i can be a tester for ubisoft of something. doubt that. or i'll open up a pub.
this whole not being able to go west of the mississippi on 96s is bullshit. for independence day i dont give a fuck im coming home otherwise the next time i do it'll be for predeployment leave.
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[12 Apr 2009|04:03pm] |
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do i wanna go back to north fuck carolina? hell no. i love arizona. i love my friends. i hate leaving.
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[05 Apr 2009|02:17am] |
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helmand province, afghanistan. thats' where i'll be.
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[24 Mar 2009|08:07pm] |
i wonder if i'll ever get time to catch my breath, but i still call the fuckin shots around here. the gunners from teh tacp shoot just got back probably a good sign i needa crash for a few hhours. wake up at 3:30 and start this routine all over. weeks are going by quicker, months are passing by, before i know it i'll be slaying the hadj at the cyclic rate.. i can't wait.
suggestions anyone?
go to marsoc or stay with 2/2 and deploy to afghanistan this end of summer/fall?
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| cool. |
[23 Mar 2009|07:16pm] |
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so yah. i dont know when i'll come home next. no longer get to come home for easter. seems like i'll be at wards uncles once more. that place does kick ass though.
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[22 Mar 2009|09:51pm] |
best weekend ever.
tomorrow the marine corps will learn that vishnu kumar cannot drive for more than 1 to 2 hours at most without passing out. i'm gonna end up passing out and crashing that humvee in the new river.
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[18 Mar 2009|01:58pm] |
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i reallly need this.
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| yes. |
[16 Mar 2009|07:21pm] |
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i did it. i fit the profile. i'm going to marsoc. i'll be the only perosn there on my first enlistment. i spoke to marsoc reps today. im gonna get in, they're tactically acquiring me. here i come special forces. new mos 0321 recon. schools one year long. then i'll be gone for practically 3 years straight, and i'll probably extend one year. see yal ater shit bags. goodbye 2/2. fuck off.
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| yaaah. |
[12 Mar 2009|08:12pm] |
i havn't slept in 5 days, non stop ops. shot more rounds than i ever have in my life, fire team and squad assaults. shit was fun and im exhausted. im deifntiely buying a ton of magazines and magainze mounts for my legs when im on patrol.
being with the battalions team leaders i learned a lot, i also learned most marines have a common goal. we all seek modest peaceful lives after we leave the marine corps. even the sadistic mother fuckers. which for the most part are all of us.
now i have to do some hwk wake up in 4 hours and congtinue tsulc.yessss.
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| i feel like patrick bateman |
[04 Mar 2009|06:57pm] |
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I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
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[03 Mar 2009|02:02pm] |
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holy fuck. now my closest friends in thsi company that are in caat black are getting moved to line companies. what the FUCK. fuck weapons.
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[02 Mar 2009|03:41pm] |
how much more can i get fucked over and be promised so much shit? why should i wait a year to do the things i want. how do shit bags get their way. im building myself into a fucking pt junkie, i know more shit baout caat, and various sops, roe's, warning orders, fuck im the one going through TSULC. holy shit i know most of the tactics, logistical, admin, and combat procedures and aspects of operating within a caat unit than any other boot lazy mother fucker here. my squad leader said he wants me to go to DM school..designated marskman. i shot high expert, i got 2nd highest in the platoon but you know hwat they'll probably fuck me with that too. so fuck me right? goddamnit. paulous im gonna slit your fucking throat adn make you swallow your own blood you lazy piece of shit not deserving a VC spot mother fucker
just asked lcpl check...yup DM schoool not happening. FUCK YOU MARINE CORPS.
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