Taking a big gamble.

To pass up being an officer, or being a spec at sispec. To row for safsa.

Part of me worries that I may be taking the easy way out.

But there's no point trying to be what I don't want to be. I need to go back to my passions.

Called Keith the other day to make arrangements for after bmt.

Then I also had to pass up the try outs for close combat instructor. But if I made the cut... I won't be able to join the nteam.

7 weeks to go.

Geez... It seems so far away.


Army songs are sad.

Especially the song we're supposed to sing during pop.

Everytime we have to sing it, it hurts inside.


Training to be soldiers, to fight for our land
Once in our life, two years of our time
Have you ever wondered, 'why must we serve?'
Because we love our land,
And we want it to be free, to be free

Looking at the runners, people everywhere
Children having fun, while we are holding guns
Have you ever wondered, 'why must we serve?'
Because we love our land,
And we want it to be free, to be free


I hope a way opens.