Hey guys, I haven't died just yet but I am getting there it feels like. I was going to do a video for y'all but I haven't had the time to edit it, so instead I'm going back to the old fashioned journal. I don't remember if I told y'all this but I leave to go back to Ft. Jackson on 14 October. The ironic part is, is that's the date last year that I was sent home for thirty days for my injury. I'm just hoping that this time I'll be able to pick up at Victory Forge instead if starting BCT at day one again. I'm also hoping I get put at Charlie 2-13 again instead of some other unit which doesn't follow the same rules like they're supposed to.
Aside from that no more news has happened, it's just been personal happenings for the past month. I got hit in the head so I had to get stitches for that, I finished up Summer A classes and did well enough that I got to stay in school but I still can't touch my financial aid. Right now I'm in Summer B taking Drawing 1 and Art Fundamentals and so far they're interesting classes. Art Fund. is especially interesting because the Andrews Center in Starke is the old courthouse and it's f---ing creepy. It also doesn't help that the class is in the evening.
Yesterday was also eventful, for legal reasons I won't go too in depth but here's the highlights. I got angry, for those that don't think that's a big deal I'll let you in on a secret about me. When I am angry I don't care who you are, if I feel the need to protect myself or someone I care about I WILL MURDER YOU. So as you can guess I got angry, two grown adults were accusing a dear friend of mine of stealing from them and I couldn't take it anymore. No I did not kill them, I got out of there before the urge to overwhelmed me. I'm somewhat keeping it together right now, but the more I think about this the more.... I need to shut up before I say something that'll really get me into trouble.
So until next time.