angelsGod it’s been so long. Life has just been running bye my eyes so fast. Work, school, travel, and summer plans. As usual I’ll start with the things that really “grind my gears”. Ohhh yes… asshole officers!
So I ask not get any jobs so that I can focus all my attention on grades. I get two jobs then. Both are not even legitimate jobs. Just the two shittiest positions no one else wanted. Yes, I got F’ed in the A. On top of all the E-mails I have to send, contacts I have to make and spreadsheets to create for my first one I am also a THE supply officer. I am accountable for everything our Det. owns. I have to “fix” the supply room and get it prepared for inspection by a 3 star general. Well let me tell you about the “supply room”. IT’S A FUCKING BROOM CLOSET! It is located in the back of a classroom, usually filled with students making it properly inaccessible to ME! Then I’m not allowed to have my own key to the fucking room to begin with. Another asshole made that choice. I can not even get the door open because there is so much random shit in there that I’m not even allowed to throw away! Everything has to be off the floor, accounted for, and organized for the general who by the way will be here in two weeks! I’m told that I have this job on the week I have 4 major tests. So as you can guess instead of blogging or talking to my girlfriend, who I’ll get to later, I’m spending around 60 hours a week getting this thing together and cleaned.
Well I did it and you know what? I did it a week earlier than it had to be done because they lied and told me the wrong due date because they wanted to give the Col a week to look it over. Do you no not one of those fat ungrateful pompass fagots went and looked at that room? Nor did they thank me when our unit received an Outstanding in our supply ratings. I know right?
Alas it is time to turn our attention to the future. We have FTX (Field Training Exercise) coming up! Guess who gets all the shit for that too. You guessed it, yours truly. I find that about half our paintball guns are broken and are going to need parts, so I order those. Then we need to get enough CO2 for the entire group. So I need to ask for money work with the finance guy and talk to people everywhere. We finally set up a deal with this Gas company. The command says “sure we’ve got a place to put those tanks!” What they meant to say was “I have no fucking clue where to put all that pressurized gas but I’m sure you can find a spot!” Well they didn’t and after the red tape fiasco with requesting a grant and setting up a contract and having my credit background checked the tanks are on there way. Then I ask my boss whether he had cleared it with the Engineering department to store our gas with them. Do you know what that lazy mother fucker does? He chews me out saying that that is my job and he shouldn’t have been talked with it in the first place! Well that bastard never told me he wasn’t going to do it he just fucking didn’t! Now it’s on my head and I get yelled at. I ask everyone for a place to store those damn things! Yes, I didn’t go to class for like two days trying to sort out all this shit. Everyone I contact is rude and protective about it. Except the Power Plant who were extremely nice! I finally end up going to Lows and buying chain and fasteners with my own money and set up a place for those tanks in the supply “stall”. I work all night and miss another call on time to my girlfriend. Well the tanks are there, but still no thanks…
Now the FTX has finally arrived! I’m out in the woods having a blast and do you know who I run into? The same particular officer, who has berated me about not doing my job, do you know what he’s doing? I bet you can guess! He wasn’t leading the new people through the course like he was supposed to. He was running around in the woods with one of the paintball guns, which I was up till 3 fixing and prepping, shooting unarmed kids who couldn’t fight back. Yes, like a fucking 6 year old child and then promptly left when any work was required. I.E. cleaning the damn guns or carrying those 200 pound tanks.
Ok so maybe I’m just over the top and heated for minor reasons. I mean shit rolls down hill right? Well say I walk into that supply closet Tuesday after sleeping all Monday because I got a grand total of 3 hours of sleep all weekend and all the Red Bulls had defiantly worn off. The room was destroyed! I shut the door and leave. Wednesday is the anniversary of one of my best friends’ deaths on campus. The whole campus has canceled classes and we don’t even wear our uniforms. I check my e-mail in the morning and then leave for prayer sessions, a vigil and I visit his grave. Man it sucked and all I wanted to do was chill so I went to my Aunts. I arrived home extremely late. I went straight to bed and got up the next morning to check my email. This asshole emailed midday Wednesday and expected me to come in immediately for a nominal task. I have back to back classes and can’t make it to his office till noon that day to pick up the new supplies. Well that gay ass mother fucker yells at me and tells me that I blew off his email on purpose and that I was failing at my job! He actually said that shit! I was supper nice and told him I’d try much harder. He also wanted a list of everything that went missing over FTX and why I hadn’t gone through the ENTIRE supply room yet? I apologies profusely and ignored the fact that I had a test Tuesday and other things were on my mind. Well when I got back to my room I realized I should have just told him to go fuck himself! Well yeah after I get done what I need to we are having a little chat. Yes, the ones that get me into trouble but I don’t feel like a man right now and won’t if I let that amphibious turd walk across me like that.
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Time to switch to the girl. Hells Yeah! She has been an angel and so understanding when I get screwed, which is on a regular basis. She will drive five hours just to see me knowing that all I’m going to be doing is studying for exams. She listens to me gripe every night and still wants to know how my day has gone ^o^! I hate myself every time I forget about some obligation I have to do and she stays up late waiting for my call. I hate myself when I let her down because I know she tries so hard. I want to hold her sometimes and just tell her things are going to be all right. I’ve worked three jobs and watched every cent of that go to books and food at school. No life and a family that has gone separate directions. Everyone is pissed at everyone and the only person I see as lost as me and actually knows what it’s like is my brother. Yes, over there working more jobs just so our poor mother can afford to pay her own bills. I’ve been there. Even now as I get paid I am consistently broke. Putting off eating or doing laundry because I want her to be as happy as possible when she comes down. Yeah, I’m wiped but if you can’t value it then it isn’t worth it. She’s been a saint to me and deserves to be treated as one. I was raised old fashioned, and there isn’t a damn thing wrong with it. I just wish she never has to experience the stress she’s feeling, and I hope she can see the light at the end of the tunnel, knowing that she’s almost on her own and things get easier that then.
I’ve been looking to celebrate her birthday for ages! I want to get her something that she can use when we’re together. I got the perfect idea the other day. No, it’s not gas money. I finally took a day to relax (yeah not working in the shed). I went to the lake and didn’t make it back. Yeah, I missed her call because I’m an ass. The bright side is that I got her a summer job on the lake close to her school and me! It pays well and its like a paid vacation with free room and board. Hells yeah! And Q can live with my mum who is only 15-20 min away! No I’m not staying with her though. I’m done living with parents for any length of time. I’m so excited for this summer that I’m dancing around! I can’t wait to see her when all we need to do is just go have fun and I don’t have to work around work and school! I really miss her when she’s gone…
Speaking of school, cause I really need to wrap this up this early in the morning, I’m doing extremely well. I hope that this final project works out though. I’m also looking forward to next semester’s classes… Well it’s time for bed and I get to see her in 3 days! Hells yeah! Later y’all and congrats if you made it all the way through this!
Internal Symphony,
Ambients and doves,
