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| I fear that man. |
I am going to go take another practice ASVAB and I still have to talk to the Navy, Air Force, and Nat'l Guard before I make a final decision as to which branch; it boils down to where I can get the best job, and how it jives with Chad and his itinerary.
Really, I am looking back at my 26 years of life and... I'm thoroughly convinced it would make a good TV show. If the Hansens aren't enough of a TV show in and of themselves. I have really been all over the board. When we were babies my mom would make up a song for each of her kids and sing it as she changed our diapers or whatever. One song (Not mine, ironically, but my rival sibling's) listed off a bunch of things that she envisioned this child doing; a cowboy, a missionary, an army man.... Well in a few weeks, you know who that song is really going to be about? Me. Myself. I just wanted to point that out, because humans are vain, petty little brats, and I am no exception.
Chad says that I shouldn't be scared of Boot Camp (it's really called Basic Training, as it turns out, but I like to call it Boot Camp anyhow), but I think it's good to be scared of it. Fear can make you run faster, punch harder. Fear either makes you get your ass kicked, or it makes you kick ass. And I'm all out of ass-kicked.
