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25/M/I'm So TIRED MENG!!!, Antarcti
Join Date: Mar 2008 |
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SO yeah.. I think I just had my firt block out or something ha.
I think It might have been something I ate .. possible.. or.. who knows 
Either way it was an interesting experience. now how to get rid of the headache?  | |
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SUCKED!!
I go in to work and had nothing to do. A marine with Nothing to do.. WTF is that all about?
then I come to find out that all my medical s**t has been lost in "the system" I'm getting pretty f**king tired and tired of hearing s**t about "the system" "the system this" and "the system that" and "the system is down"
So now I have to find some miraculous and magical way to get all my things in order.
It's cool that at least one SNCO was cool enough to inform me of this s**t but WTF has everyone else been doing?
Now I will possibly miss out on seeing my wife. I need to find a driver to take me to Camp Pendleton.. and well .. just around..
But on the good side..
I managed to get re-extended for my Evaluation. and I got myself back into "the system" and the best thing is I'm getting my annual Uniform allowance plus a pay raise. yeah buddy. I'm basically getting the same Pay as a SSgt  .
well pretty close.
and I might be able to see my wife later on in September.
and
some of the Pain as finally gone completely away.
and Well.. yeah I think that's about it.
I must work on some different level.. all these horrible f**k ups that keep happening make wanna stay even longer to prevent anyone else from going through with it. It's like all my bad luck motivates me in the end to call out the s**tty leaders and implement good leadership where it needs to be.
OHH FUCKING RAHH  
and even better..
I"M ENJOYING SOME DELICIOUS JAPANESE STYLE CHICKEN CURRY AND RICE> 
Current Music: The cool windy breeze of an AC
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I'm addicted to Kona coffee. and I do not have to go to the base today..
My Id and Current Med hold expires tomorrow and I was in desperate need to get s**t done.. but someone on base hooked me up.. ( I think I know who0 I love retired Marines.
SO they will give me anew Mil Id without me even having to show up because of my gimp status. and I will continue to get paid.. which is always good. and starting the 2nd I will have three months to get back into shape. providing nothing goes wrong. and then hopefully I will be placed back into full duty and Be able to compete. I'll be in the Below Zone and it would be nice to be selected for SSgt.. One can dream.. ha ha ha
SO yeah.. so far this morning is going well. | |
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So went to the doc. and everything is fine. in fact I'm recovering quite well, considering the work I had done.. had two painful but short Stitch removal procedures. My Three amigos will be up and running very soon.  I should be walking somewhat normal by September 2nd.. I can finally oh boy.. I can finally sit up straight. no more crappy lap top for me. so I 'm Writing from y PC sitting upright on my chair and Yeah Having my first fast food meal in a long time. ..
I'm excited in case you haven't' noticed. too bad my car is dead. I need a new battery but whatever. I can almost walk like a normal person . well I will be taking my first dip in the pool today the high today was estimated at 111 degrees Fahrenheit and my pool is at a cool 84 degrees and hot tubbing it tonight. and I have 4 more seats available please RSVP as soon as possible first come first serve.
yeah.. so good news.
about time..  | |
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well I've been stuck at home for over a month now.. going to the doc here in a few minutes. wish me luck.. I'm so ready to get up off this bitch and start walking again.
and I'm hoping he says I an swim now. my pool is sparkling blue and I just bought some aroma therapy scent things for my hot tub.
anyway. Off I go  | |
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| Not many of you here know but I've been going through some very tough times during this enlistment. I have been waiting for a surgery for almost a year. So I finally had it and boy am I miserable. I've suffered through repeated cases of TT.. testicular torsion. and for us guys that is a very sensitive subject and a very painful state. I would never wish this upon anyone.. any who I've been getting these attacks if you will since I was 13.. basically I have big balls.. not bragging because in this case it really works against me.. and has caused me sever medical issues. And the way the Marine Corps and the Navy go about it,, things will always get worse before they get even more worse before action to try and make things better happens. I was bounced from urologist to urologist and finally to a different base a few hundred miles away. lucky for me the urologist/surgeon there was a competent one. he evaluated me and diagnosed me with nerve/damage and identified a few cysts I had developed which were the casue of my sensitivity and pain. a few bottles of meds later I was given a surgery date. that was a whole ordeal in itself with a bunch of incompetent navy f**ks who were making me second guess this procedure. but none the less , the anesthesiologist and the rest of the surgery staff were civilian and military and made me feel very secure and comfortable... A chord stip was done on my left Teste and the cysts were removed. this , if all goes well should help me live a normal err close to normal life instead of wallowing in pain everytime it gets cold or after I work out. I now have two weeks of convalescent leave to recoup and then another 30 to be fully mobile. so Just in case anyone wondered "as if" where I was these last couple of day.. now you know... | |
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| and to top it off. I think i just got pranked. It was some guy speaking in Arabic or at least it sounded Arabic to me. I spoke in English and he spoke back with a heavy accent. he then shouted "silence" "I Kill You!" it was almost in a comedic tone. I dunno maybe somebody is playing a prank I really do not see any guy being stupid enought o do such a thing over the phone. and for those of you who want to know about caller ID. it said "Unkown". I guess I will find out at work later on. | |
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I got the worst news anyone could get.. my Friend, Mentor, Brother, Role Model passed away this morning. he was in a motorcycle accident and was pronounced dead at 0930.  He left a his wife and his little 9 year old girl without the Pillar who held everything together. This guy was just more than a Man. He is the epitome of what a Marine should be, What a SNCO should be and what a person with good morals should be. It's so sad to have to go on in his shadow knowing that only 35 hours ago you spoke about plans for the weekend. This man was THE DRUM MAJOR for the Marines. He has affected so many lives and taught so many others to fill in his shoes including myself but none of us will even compare to the magnitude of his knowledge and his compassion for others. It's just sad to see such great people leave in an instant. Things like this always are unexpected and always get the best of you. This man was more like Father figure to me. The only person that I have admired, the only Person that I have ever looked up to. I wish with all my heart to be even a third of the Man and Marine he was. He would have been 38 this September. He was making such an impact with this unit. he sat me down and told me tat I was doing great things. I took it for what it was worth but i still hold him up on a pedestal. and now that he is gone. I just can't help but feel like I lost a very big part of me. if it wasn't for him, I would have never learned to be more patient with people, I would have been out of the Marine Corps. I would have never been in my current job and I would have never met my lovely Wife. My entire Career literally revolved around him. I tried my best to emulate and follow his teachings and become as good as he as I could.
Now I'm here alone without that Pillar to help me with my Career. He was the only reason I ever reenlisted and the reason I am pursuing my current career path. Almost like a father. and now he's gone.
I really don't want to add a somber feeling to TFS but i just had to let this out of my chest.
For those of you who even bother to read this and just so happen to be religious. I guess I ask for a prayer. I'm not religious and have no other way to grieve other than to talk about it or write about it. | |
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So just like I said I would, I drove through town on my way home from work. and I stopped as soon as I saw some of the local Emo fiends migrating across a main street to go cry at McDonald's. I pulled up as if I was going to go into the drive thru area. I asked them how htey were doing and how life was treating them. One of them actually seemed like he was about to cry. the other one seemed cool. They were both giving me weird looks during this whole time. I mean why would a total stranger pull up next to someone and carries out a conversation. I'm sure I freaked them out a little and probably why I was getting the look. As I'm talking to them I notice another kid. on a skateboard. I'm only guessing this was a skater going through the conversion process. Why?, Because he was wearing a black LAMB OF GOD T with grungy looking hair. no make up. the spike wristbands and those infamous little things. the Female pants.. I just couldn't help myself but to laugh. I asked them about the Emo look or thing or fad or lifestyle, however they saw it. so the talkative guy decides to do most of the talking. his boy friend was too busy getting teary. I told them that I didn't mean any disrespect but just wanted to educate myself on this new cultural phenomena sweeping the country. He said it just meant that they were in touch with a very emotional side of life and that they were misunderstood and outcasts of society who had nothing but love and misery on their minds.. SO here I am Thinking.. wow.. this guys need some uppers. some strong type of anti depressant. I mean we all probably went to a similar phase of rejection during our teens. I never became EMo.. nor did I just cry about nothing all the time.. So this whole time. I could have sworn the talkative Emo's Boy buddy was practicing how to make himself cry on command. I asked him why he did that and he said because it is Emo. no other explanation other than that. I then asked them about the girl pants. What made them ear the girl pants and how the hell could they fit it around their junk? He said because ..  he wasn't big like that so it didn't bother him.. I cracked a smile. and the other guy said we do it because it's Emo.. SO.. I have concluded that maybe some Emo who was even more questionable about his sexuality decided to do it and somehow somewhere along the way another teary man decided it looked cool.. AND that these EMO kids have no clue as to why they do it other than to be EMO? so they don't even know why. I encourage you to go out there and find out why. maybe you can educate me. maybe some of you Emo dudes on here can better explain this to me. | |
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Well. After all that has happened I figured I would never have to even bring up this crap again. I took some of your Christian advice and did just as you "would have done" in my shoes. Just to catch everyone up, I had a run-in with a catholic missionary going door to door and spreading the word. He tried to get me too but I told him I wasn't interested and the peaceful man turned hostile on me. I eventually got him to leave and the following week he shows up again with the priest from his church. I received an apology and was talked to by the priest about joining them for ma** worship but I told him no thanks and he too turned somewhat hostile but not as bad as the other guy mainly just attacking my "beliefs". They both left and I thought that was the end of it. But Boy was I ever wrong!!!! I got home from a long day at the hospital and not even 15 minutes after sitting down and finish a conversation with my wife, I hear a knock at my door. I figured it was the pesky neighbors across the street that always want to come and swim in my pool. I open the door and see three ladies. One of them was about my age and two older ones. I guess I was the big talk at their ma** last week or this week rather. They introduced themselves and I put my guard up right away. I quickly began to think of things to say to possible questions they had. They wanted entry into my home and for once these churchies were being very nice. But I knew something was up and I told them that I just got home from work and that I was in severe pain, very tired and to please have a nice day. They insisted in trying to come into my house. I told them to please respect my wishes and to leave. But as I began to shut the door one of them tried to I SHIT YOU NOT.. tried to open my screen door (Which was bolted). I looked at her and asked her what their problem was. ( YES I KNOW I COULD HAVE JUST SHUT THE DOOR BUT I HAVE HAD NO FOOD YET AND THEY CAUGHT ME INA VERY CRANKY MOOD) They told me that they cannot let me keep going in my current path of destruction. WHAT IN HELLS NAME POSSESSED THEM TO DO THAT?? so I pulled up a chair and sat in front of the screen door and told them they had 2 minutes to say what you came to say after that I'm calling the police. You could tell that the younger lady was a bit shaken by the older woman’s reactions and sudden hostility. so I focused on her and I made it my goal to break her faith. 
I let the Older Women talk which most of it was in circles saying the same s**t the Priest and the other dude said. Of course by this time the neighbors are all standing by their windows and enjoying the show.
After all was said and done, they went over the 2 minutes and I told them it was 4 past their mark. They insisted in my responses to their questions.. So i told them. Yes I have accepted your lord and Savior as My own but nothing happened and I now have no faith and do NOT believe he existed. They were shocked of course.
I said. No I will not accept him now, No i do not want to attend your church, NO I do not think I'm going to hell and then I told them they were going to hell and gave them a brief History cla** and one of the older women and the young one began to have doubts I could tell by the look in their eyes. The other one was very aggressive and stuck in her ways.
I asked them why they saw fit the need to hara** me in my own home.
they stood there in silence and told me they weren't harassing me when my neighbor said yes you are you stupid bitch!!
I also asked them the general questions asked to many Catholics. You know the ones about the virgin, the saints and blah rituals.
I again went into another history cla** with them and somehow. I could tell they were beginning to doubt themselves. Then one the aggressive one began to pray and asking the Lord to help her get rid of those devious thoughts and blah blah blah and basically they called me a demon and that I was possessed by an evil spirit. So I played along and gave them a crazy look and then told them I was going to eat their souls and the reason they couldn't get across the screen door was because of my demonic aura. I gave the EYE BALL and told them that if they continued their futile quest in my home that I would haunt and torment their children and them in their dreams.
I have to admit, it was pretty darn funny to see them look at me like I was a monster. and then.. OOOH... they f**king sprayed me.. the bitches f**king sprayed me with water.. HOLY FUCKING WATER. (now that I look back I should have pretended to go into seizure and start talking in tongues) but I was pissed. My neighbor had already called the sheriff and just as I was going to get them back he pulls in to my drive way walks to them and asks if there was a problem. I told him the ladies were refusing to leave the premises and that they had assaulted me with religious rituals and doused me in holy water.
The deputy laughed and told them that they had 30 seconds to get in their vehicle and drive away or he would take them in. I told him thanks he smiled and took some info but I didn't file a report. He said they have been having problems with people like that a lot recently. He went on his way and I came straight here to get this while it was still fresh.
So what the Fuck?
Why must I continue to be tortured by mindless religious robots?
Why can't you just leave people alone? I'm about to start pretending I'm a Homosexual Satanist and put dead rats on stick all over my yard to ward off the "good" spirits... 
Well any who
that was my rant for this day and possibly week.
let's see who has a problem with this time. 
Go ahead Christians.. bring it on | |
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