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December 25

Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger

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There’s just no more words for me to say.

December 10

stay gold.: Top 10 strangest phenomena of the mind

psych-facts:

1. Deja vu

Deja vu is an experience of having seen or experienced a new situation previously. It feels like if the event has already happened before. The experience is usually accompanied by a strong sense of familiarity and a sense of paradox or bizarre. The “previous”…

November 9

MEPS story

So I was down at the Military Entry Processing Station a month back.
Day 1 was a complete shithead waste of time except for me retaking the ASVAB. Fucking shit, I only improved 2 points. I aimed for over 90 and got stuck with an 82. But I scored highest on Mechanical Knowledge.
Anyways, I came to find out my recruiter dropped the shit on the day and it wasn’t same day processing. So I had to go back the next day to do medical.
Day 2, I return for medical and it is a lot of hurry up and wait. You wait in one line for a place in another line. Pass vision and hearing no problem. Then I stand in line to get blood drawn and then the piss test. (Here’s a tip, fucking drink lots of water.) Turns out that the Navy recruit in front of me couldn’t piss. The Corpsman was fucking agro on his ass and me and this other Army recruit were laughing our asses off. Then I get to ortho. Fucking most awkard shit ever. Stripped to my boxers around 14 other guys. Found out I needed a waiver cause I didn’t make weight. Spent 2 hours hurry up and wait for it. I then go back for the doctor “interrogation.” Looks in my ears and fucking this old senile bastard said I didn’t qualify because he couldn’t see shit. He said he saw what they call cholesteatoma. So, I fucking disqualified and left to my civi doctor to check and confirm that the MEPS doc was full of shit and was.
Day 3 was a waste again because Medical said a specialist had to confirm the ears were good. Hurry up and wait.
Day 4 again hurry up and wait. This time Medical passed me just barely and I did my IST and fucking passed with 10 pull ups and 60 crunches. Then after hours of paperwork shit I finally DEPed in with the last 4 recruits.
So basically, MEPS for me was horrid. The food was good (mostly because free food is always the best). I did get what I requested for an MOS and duty station since I DEPed as a Marine Reservist. (yeah go all agro on me for being a fucking reservist, I don’t give a shit. I still will be a Marine even if I am a POG. I still got college to do to. Once I graduate college, I’ll ETS out of the Reserves before my 6 and go Active Duty.)

Anyways, if any of you have any questions about the military and MEPS or the Marine Corps in general, let me know and I’ll try to answer them. I’ve got plenty more Marine Corps stories to come in the future so, this is basically where I am taking my blog toward. Thanks guys.

November 8

It’s been a while since I have talked to you guys last.

Now that my time away is over, who missed me? NOT

Anyways, since I have been on here last, I finally DEPed into the Marine Corps officially with the MOS 0612 and I ship off June 3rd.

Other than that, I missed this place.

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If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads. Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

Rosemarie Urquico (via loveyourchaos)

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October 15