Its been almost a year since the last time i posted shit on this. Things have been good and bad...ive had my ups and downs...and now ive made the decision to open the door and take the first step into the hallway of the few and the proud. Soon im going to be taking the journey of walking down that hallway and over coming my pain and emotions, and become molded into an upstanding Marine. The days are counting down, and time isnt slowing down...all i can ask is for help from the Lord, my girlfriend to stay faithful, my parents to support me, and my friends to never forget me. Who knows if i get shipped to the suck...many of you may disagree with the current war in Iraq...but this is what ive lived for...to join the corps, live the good life, and fight the good fight.
If i die, then so be it. Just know that i didn't die without a purpose, but i died with a cause. To protect those i love, to protect your rights and freedoms, and to help poor defenseless people in third world countries. Religion is not a fucking excuse to be killing people. I dont know what kind of fucking religion those fucking rag heads believe in, but what i do know is, Allah is fake. There is only one true God. I put my life and faith into his hands...
As i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i fear no evil, for HE is with me...
...and not to mention, I WILL BE THE MEANEST, AND MOST UNFORGIVING MOTHERFUCKER IN THE VALLEY!! Marines are not known for their subtleness, we are known for what we do, how we manage to live everyday in the face of death, for our uncommon valor, and because we are the right hand of God.
When i reach the gates of Heaven, i will choose not to enter, why? Because i must stand my post and wait for my fellow marines.
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