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Sun, Jun. 4th, 2006 04:28 pm
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I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Probably
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
Gnarls Barkley- Crazy
So lets see.... John and I have been giving the aprtment a major facelift for the last two weekends. It's been major fun for me. All I can say is that i finally feel like we share this home. I mean, i had a few things in the apartment, but most of it was his. I'm not going to turn this entry into a big onslought of emotions of how i really feel about it, but just know i'm pleased beyond infinitie...(if you wanna deal with the universal language of the world). Anyway. I've just used Itunes for the first time today. Really fricken easy. A little too easy I think. I could have easily blown over a hundred in less than an hour. However I used restraint and bought ten songs.
1. Dancin'- Aaron Smith
2. World hold on- Bob Sinclair
3. Junior Senior- Move your feet
4. Do it to it- Chayna
5. Galang- M.I.A
6. Bucky Don Gone- M.I.A
7. Crazy- Gnarles Barkley
8. Rompe- Daddy Yankee
9. Call on me- Eric Prydz
10. I write sins not tradgedies- Panic at the Disco
I'm thoroughly pleased with my 10 minute time taking investment. lol.
In other news, Bannana Republic is quickly finding its way around my closet, quick fast and in a hurry. I think theres going to be a mutiny and all the cheap shit is goin out the window. Can't say i'm going to interfere. Oh bought my first pair of Diesel shoes the other day. I'm in love, although i've already gotta fuckin stain on em. I think i can get it out though. Fuckin shoes gah!!!! Not as mad as i was at the videogame though. Roar!!! NOT IT WASNT BECAUSE I SUCKED!!! I woulda responded a few days ago, but things have been hella busy round here. (whoa a little bit of country there... I better wind down). Everytime i go out with Alex I buy shit. He must give off some money burning scent. Who knows. I've gotten to spend more time with him since i'ved moved here. I'm glad, cuz I don't really get to hang out with my friends much. Bonnie comes in less than 20 days!!! I'm so excited. I know she's going to love it here! I think she'll be down for pride, so I see no reason why she can't come. Whats a fag without a fag hag? ... A faghagless friend! Corny I know. Amusing...Mildly. I love writing in this thing. I'm constantly talking to myself. As Gnarls Barklely so nicely put it "Maybey I'm crazy...Possibly."
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Thu, Oct. 13th, 2005 02:15 pm
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Terrell You Really Fucked up. Shame on you for stooping soooo low. Whatever. I wasn't going to stoop as low as you, but hey. I haven't had this much fun since me and my brother played these silly antics. Well Welcome to the game. As you have noticed Your silly Mcafee thing was disabled. You really need to get a stronger security system. Anyway You have come this far. So you must have had words with me. Here is the game. Many things of yours have been put places. Your job to follow the clues and find them.
Oh do enjoy! MUWHAHAHAHA!!!
Clue- You burned the shit in the ___ tried to blame it on wear and tear. Silly boy!!!
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Sun, Oct. 17th, 2004 04:27 pm
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ooh I really fucked up... I failed the run portion of my PRT. I have no one to blame, although I blame it on the fact that I had to run trying to keep my ass cheeks shut cuz I had to shit, plus the fact I think the run was alot longer than a 1 mile and a half. I came in at about 13:48 on the 1 1/2mile. I'm not sure if they are really gonna fail me or not. No one has said anything to me. I'm praying. A prt is not something you wanna fail in the military, it makes me not get a good eval at all. Plus I don't think I can promote. However It doesnt effect the test I just took. I pray I made HM3. or I'm not gonna make it on the next exam, very depressing thought. I'm not the least bit happy with myself. My dad would kick my ass if he found out. Now I gotta do stupid Mando pt which cuts into my fricken sleep. Ugh. On a brighter note my $2000 debt that I incrued during my CorpsSchool time period is now down to $800. On the 1st it should go down to 400 or 600. Depends on how much I save. Either way by december 15 I should be debt free. Right on time to by x-mas presents. Thank you Deployment. Plus I'm getting a hefty $1000 something, for this deployment which i'm gonna use to pay off my car.Win win for me. oky thats it for now. Peace out!
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Sun, Sep. 12th, 2004 07:14 pm
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Today not so bad, the other day not so bad, too bad I just can't get both of those days to add up to a good day. Not to say that I don't have good days in Cuba, but thier becoming more rare as the days go by. I'm beginning to lose it over these peoples fricken attitudes. I swear when someone asks you to do a job you should just fricken well do it. i dunno. My team leader came and told me that everyone can't be like me. So i'm guessing she meant just get over it. I'm glad that she realized that I'm doing an awsome job. However there's some that don't, I wan't JUSTICE. Big short word. Bleh AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
It gets better, it gets better.
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Fri, Sep. 3rd, 2004 10:46 am
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I AM A NAVY CORPSMAN. I POSSESS THE STAMINA AND ENTHUSIAM OF YOUTH AND THE WISDOM AND EXPERINCE OF AN OLD MAN.
I AM 3 PARTS DOCTOR, 1 PART NURSE, 2 PARTS MARINE, 1 PART YEOMAN AND 3 PARTS MOM, YET I AM 100% SAILOR.
I AM UNEMPLOYABLE TO THE CIVILIAN WORLD IN MY GIVEN PROFESSION YET HAVE BEEN THE VERY LIFE LINE FOR COUNTLESS MARINES, SOLDIERS AND SAILORS SINCE 1778.
I HAVE CARRIED MARINES FROM THE BATTLE FIELD … AND HAVE BEN CARRIED REVERENTLY MYSELF BY MARINES WHO MORNED MY PASSING LIKE THAT OF A BROTHER OR SISTER.
I AM YOUNG. I AM OLD. BRAVE, SCARED AND SCARRED. MY TITLE HAS CHANGED OVER THE YEARS: LOBLOLLY BOY, SURGENS STEWART, PHARMICIST MATE, HOSPITAL CORPSMAN, IDC, YET WITH ALL THE CHANGES I AM STILL SIMPLY KNOW AS “DOC”.
I HAVE CELEBRATED PEACE; YET FELT THE STING OF WAR ON THE SEAS, IN JUNGLES, IN FOREIGN CITIES, IN WASHINGTON D.C. AND ON BEACHES OF EVERY SHADE OF SAND… WHITE, TAN, CORAL AND BLACK.
I HAVE RAISED HELL ON LIBERTY; HOPE IN THE MIDST OF BATTLE …. AND OLD GLORY ON IWO JIMA.
I HAVE REMOVED APPENDIXES ON SUBMARINES AND LIMBS IN THE MIDST OF BATTLE AND MANY OTHER PROCEDURES FAR ABOVE AND BEYOND WHAT I AM EXPECTED TO DO BY THE NORMAL PRACTICE OF MEDICINE BECAUSE IT HAD TO BE DONE IN ORDER TO SAVE THE LIFE OF A MARINE OR SAILOR IN BATTLE OR UNDER THE ICE, FAR FROM A DOCTORS CARE.
I HAVE IGNORED MY OWN WOUNDS TO THE POINT OF DEATH IN ORDER TO STAY AT MY STATION TREATING THE WOUNDED OF MY NATIONS NAVY, MARINE CORP, ARMY AND AIRFORCE.
I HAVE THE HIGHEST NUMBER OF MEDAL OF HONORS OF ANY CORP IN THE NAVY ….. MOST OF THEM PRESENTED TO MY WIFE, CHILD OR MOTHER BECAUSE I WAS ALREADY IN HEAVEN AT THE TIME.
I AM PROUD TO KNOW IN MY HEART THAT EVERY MARINE WHO HAS EVER FOUGHT AND EVERY SAILOR WHO HAS GONE TO SEA ON SHIPS OWE THEIR VERY LIVES TO THOSE THEY SIMPLY, YET RESPECTFULLY KNOW AS “DOC”
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Thu, Sep. 2nd, 2004 08:50 pm
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Today, not too bad. Things have been going well since my last post. Just a little bit closer to home. I can't wait to get away from the daily life of dealing with terrorist. You know one of them actually percieves me as his friend. Make no mistake, if one tried to escape, I would have no problem pulling out my 9mm. They make me sick sometimes. Ugh. Enough of that. Due to my recent outcomings, I feel really good. I feel a huge relief. Haven't felt this good in a long while. I always wondered what it would feel like to not have any this bearing down on you. It feels great. I could tell someone to fuck off in a hot minute. I don't think that's the feeling that everyone's expecting, but you get an idea of how I feel. I have so much I want to do when I get home. I'm a little upset that i'm going to miss my brothers graduation, but i'll get over it. I just bought my father his b-day present today. I'm sure he's gonna love it. It's a pair of binoculars with a built in digital camera to take those far away pictures that normal camera's just can't get. Very expensive. However my father deserves it. I just hope he likes it. He'll get it just in time for the trip to my brothers graduation. Hell ya. Well peace out. Keep writing to me, keeps my hangin in there. Thanks for everyone's support. I really do appreciate all that I get, every little bit helps.!
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Sun, Aug. 29th, 2004 11:15 am
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Lots is startin to happen up here, not too much I can say, except for the commissions have begun. We as a country have not done this since world war II. This is now a moment in history, that will be in books that children learn in school. I now remain apart of History. I'm feeling special, j/k I could care less. It would mean more if they had my picture and a blurb about how great I am. (like that shits ever gonna happen.) I can dream though, so I will. I have a question for everyone.
What happens when you take a shoe off of a man? Current Mood:  amused
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Mon, Aug. 16th, 2004 02:44 pm
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These last few weeks have been a little challenging. Between cheating hefers, Hurrican warnings, Violent detainees, Army Retards, Anxiety attacks, Power trips, money$$$ with compaines relationship problems, new found. It something to think about. Yet I still stand. I'm proud to say that. Just 3 more months to go. Yea buddy. Current Mood:  accomplished
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Mon, Aug. 2nd, 2004 04:25 pm
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Beware the false motives of others Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you. They say all the right things, to gain their position. Then use your kindness as their ammunition, to shoot you down in the name of amibition, they do.
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
It took me a little while to discover Wolves in sheep coats, who pretend to be lovers Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves. A friend once said, and I found to be true that everyday people, they lie to God too. So what makes you think, that they won't lie to you?
Forgive them father, forgive them father..
A backstabber is the only thing in this world, that I can truly say I despise. It's right up there with a liar. However the lier I can forgive and forget. The backstabber, ArGH!! Can't begin to tell you how I feel at the moment. Current Mood:  angry Current Music: Forgive them
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Sun, Jul. 25th, 2004 06:48 pm
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So, I'm still here in this wonderful land of make believe Iraqu (GTMO,CUBA). I'm really pleased with myself for volunteering for this mission. So far it has been a great learning expierience for me. Everyday I learn something new about medicine. I mainly joined the military, so that I could practice medicine withought having to go through years of college to do what I really want. Of course now I just wanna go to college, but I am so it's all good. I realised that yea, I can do all these things that docs and nurses do, but what happens when I get out of the military.... 20 years of medicine down the drain, cuz I can't practice in the civilian world without my licence, which carries 4-8 years in school. Medicine....My life... I hope that everyone that has a goal, stays on track. You really need to do what you feel. I always believed that people can't just be happy doing what they like unless they have money. Otherwise thier just struggling. However I've realised that you really don't struggle when your doing what you love. I regularly only make like $715 every 2 weeks. Theres no way that I would be able to survive on that for the rest of my life. It's hard just to do it now. I know people that are way worse off than me, however I also see those that are doing worse than me and are still loving life, and acting as if they have no money troubles at all. It's not really an act, cuz they really just don't care. Ah w/e I'm just going off on a ridiculus tangent, pay no mind. Made alot of friends here, met alot of old friends as well. This place is very odd. Imagine being on a far off island. Waking up to the sound of roosters, then going outside and seeing tumble weed roll down the street. So you sit down in your lawn chair (the same one that everyone else in cuba has) and watching the same cars pass by @ the same moment in time everyday. Imagine waving to the same friends, the same way, @ the same time every 2 days. Messes with your mind a bit. However you like this, it's peaceful. I don't think it gets any better than this. Heres the Irony of all this. Your in Cuba, providing care to people that think your the enemy of god, but then you realize your living at the safest place in the world right now. Noone wants to attack cuba, they want to attack America. So now you have to worry about your family. However, your family is more worried about you.....
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Sun, May. 30th, 2004 01:08 pm
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Well, i'm out here in Cuba, Guantonimo bay. Yippie. Hot as hell i must say, but i'm adjusting just fine into the climate. All the grass is dead, but the water is beautiful. Work is cool. Top secret so I can't discuss it. Too bad. I feel like some fricken 007 agent or somethin. Just give me a tux and a mission and i'm all set to be bond right? bleh. The peoples are ok. There the regular type: cool/asshole. Not much of a variety i'd say. Theres alot of recreational things on the island. Very damnb good thing that there is a navy exchange. I don't think i would enjoy it too much if it wasnt there. it basically has all the things that I would normailly get in america. So everything is cool. I live in a house with a kitchen, so i can cook or w/e. Also good thing. Well i must be goin. I finish this later. Current Mood: happy
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Sat, May. 22nd, 2004 06:07 am
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On my way to CUBA yay. not.. I bought a book yesterday and actually sat there and read it. Haven't dont that in a long while. A pretty good book I must say. I"m just sitting in Virginia right now waiting on the plane. Good thing we have these USO in the airports. Never really thought about utilizing one until i actually joined. Just a word..The Atlantic Fleet sucks ass. Noone seems to know shit about anything that goes on. Not to mention half the damn people there ghetto. What crap. Good thing i had some friends that lived out here. Just stayed the night with them. Well gotta go. PEaCe OuT EvErYbOdY. Current Music: Good Golly Miss Molly
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Sun, May. 9th, 2004 11:47 pm
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Tommorrow is the big day. I find out whether or not I'm going to Cuba for 6 months. I'm excited. I've been getting some negative comments about how dangerous it is working with the Iraq prisoners. My buddy was telling me how one of them took thier tooth brush, filed it down to a knife and stabbed him in the leg. That doesnt bother me so much cuz thats a flesh wound or w/e. What does bother me is the fact that they are attacking medics. I know they hate us, but that's insane, when all we are trying to do is give medical care. When i leave i'll be leaving behind so much. I've have alot of things going within the command. I'll just be up and leaving it all behind. I worry most about my liver pt. I pray that he lives. He really needs that transplant. I wish that i could be there when he does. I'll have to check in with them. I've been through alot with that family. I've been there for almost all of his weekly draws. I was there for the helo lift. Whenever he's admitted I always go down to the ward to see how the family is. I even held the candle for his baptism. I know your not supposed to be close to your pt. Sometimes though its just hard not too. Especially when its a baby. Anyways, the subject is making me saddend. Tommorrow tommorrow. I pray i get to go. So many oppurtunites. If i dont go at least i get to go to disney in july.
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Sun, May. 2nd, 2004 08:17 am
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Had a cool weekend. My friend keegan came down for this weekend. Unfortunately she had to witness first-hand the stupidness, and drama that i deal with on a regular basis. We still managed to have fun though. On saturday we were supposed to go to seattle and see some sites and stuff, but my other friends decided they wanted to do some shoppin for the club. So we ended up goin to stores that me and keeegan really didnt care to be in. So instead we ditched them and did our own thing. Couldn fuck the entire day up ya know. We met back up with my friends for dinner. We were gonna go to the hard rock cafe, but it closed down, so we went to this place called rock bottom isntead. Very nice restraunt. I was mad at first cuz they tried to stuff us in a shitty table, but our waitress fixed it, so i gave her a nice tip. Other than that everything was cool. Cody stole a pack of glasses. They were cool though. We even took my root bear glass. The have the rock bottom emblems and other stuff on em so we couldn't pass up the oppurtunity. I managed to piss Holly off for the night. I said what she did in security wasn't hard and she took great offense. I wasn't talkin about her job personally but no matter. We went to Gameworks after that. Me and keegan basically gambled the whole time. I played a few games, but they sucked. There was this game were it was all virtual stuff. There was a blue scree about 8 ft tall and it did a half circle and you had to stand in a cirlce on the floor. The game had no controllers or anything. When you punched the character in the game punched. Same as when you kicked and stuff. It was a tekken game so there wasn't much else anyway. I enjoed that a little, there was just this big delay action whenever you made a move. There was this pretty cool racecar game that we played before we left. The seats would lean to the left and right and rumble and stuff. I really enjoyed that. With all the tickets that we collected we bought alot of crap. I got some sticky hands and balls. And some green army men and 2 ball guns. Keegan got the guns, but i'm not sure if she got anythin else. We had a shit load of tickets. After game works we just came home and watched Dave Chappel. Funny shit, funny shit. Current Mood:  calm Current Music: Earth,Wind,Fire- September
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Thu, Apr. 29th, 2004 10:53 pm
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I'm in a really good mood this evening. Finally
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Sun, Apr. 25th, 2004 10:54 pm
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The day was nice. It went by real slow. The nice thing was that i had nothing important to do and i wasn't in a rush for anything. I had a couple of calls from people today, but I cut them all short. Some of them i didnt answer at all. Some times you just need to really relax. I had hella stress last week. Ironically none of them were work related. I have a few things to look forward to this week. Crashcart stuff will be wrapping up. I'll see my favorite patients like i used to. I miss them. The other night i had evening clinic. It was a very quiet night. Just me the nurse and a doc. I had to wash some kids ear out. He mustve been a little over a year. He still couldn't speak, which meant he only spoke in smiles and cries. A language i know far too well at this point. I was very gentle and kind to the little boy. While i was taking care of him I remembered why I loved doing my job so much. The ear wash is a simple procedure itself, but when applying it to a one year old it tends to get a bit difficult. The whole time i took care of him i felt very caring and calm for some reason. That feeling is probably what kept him from crying or trying to run away. I gave him one of the elmo stickers after i finished. The kid gave me a hug. I usually don't get hugs from my patients in the treatment room. They usually hate me. Most of the time the only thing I do in that room is; draw blood and give buttshots (bicillin).
Fitts is finally doing ok. We went to Azteca to eat tonight to celebrate his coming back to reality. (he thinks its cuz he finished his english paper before 5pm). I would have to say he has made a complete 360 in the last couple of days. He was really falling of the edge of the earth last week. Its a good thing he went to mental health. Although i can't figure out why he listened to his doctor before he listened to those he calls friends. We told him the exact same. Maybe its cuz we don't carry a PHD behind our names. hehe. Ah well at least everything is ok.
"Some people live for the fortune... some people live for the power.... some people live just to play the game.. some people think that the physical things define what within. I been there before, that lifes is full of the superficial...
Some people search for the fountain. promises foreever yourng, some people need a dozen roses, thats the only way to prove you love them.
"hand me a world on a silver platter, and what would it be with no one to share and no one who truly cares for me.. Some people want it all, but i dont want nothing at all, if it aint got you babe. If i aint got you babe. some people want diamond rings, some just want everything... but everything means nothing, if i aint got you....
(Some really good singer) Current Mood: calm
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Sun, Apr. 25th, 2004 10:05 am
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It's so nice when your friend stops giving u the time of day. Oh the fuck well, shit happens to the best of us... We just move on.
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Sat, Apr. 24th, 2004 03:35 am
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saw the girl,met the girl,l iked the girl, talked to the girl....Had to tell the girl i couldnt date her, due to my lifestyle at the moment. Feeling-sadly-pissed
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Fri, Apr. 23rd, 2004 04:49 pm
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my buddy came back from the ship today.
I'm devilishly happy.
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