BOOTCAMP.

In a few hours I will be on my way to M.E.P.S.

I will have my physical and be processed to leave. 

03.10.09

Early in the morning I will get on a plane to bootcamp.

I will get to South Carolina, Parris Island approximately during the afternoon or at night.

There begins my journey from civilian to Marine. 

It will also be Tiff's 18th birthday.

Happy Birthday Tiff!!! =] 

This isn't goodbye. This is see you later. 

rakata

Today was chill. 

Hung out with Marie and Kelsey.

Ate at Taco Bell and then picked up the ukulele at my house. 

Then we went to Pizza Hut.

Nancy came to work early.

After doing her hw I taught her how to skate. 

She got pretty good. =]

She'll probably be pro when I get back. 

Crys also did the frog freeze for a long time. 

It was pretty insane.

She has mad muscles. 

Anyway, today it hit me that I'm leaving. 

So I'm pretty sad but still kinda happy. 

I'm really going to miss a lot of people.

4 days. 

Oye Mi Canto

Today was my last drumline thing.

It was fun. I made the most of it. 

Before that I hung out with Crys, Kels, Marie, Eddie, Amber and Tiff.

We ate at L.A. buffet and had major jam sessions at Guitar Center.

Acoustic room = much loveeee. 

Went to my house and chilled. 

Tiff dropped off Marie and met up with us later.

Then we went to drumline and Amber did her thing. 

Seems like a few people won't be able to make Friday.

It's okay. 

I'm going to have as much fun in these few days I have left. 

5 days to be exact. 

And seriously guys, Reggaeton isn't bad. =]

Ahora Es

I'm not a bad person for ignoring one certain thing. 

I'm not a bad person for not wanting to fix it. 

How do you fix something that was already broken in the first place? 

I'm tired of pretending we had a real friendship. 

Because seriously, it wasn't.

Maybe in the beginning and a few other moments. 

It's not worth it anymore.

And seriously, that person isn't even worth the effort anymore. 

Because it was ALWAYS me fixing everything. 

I've never had that person come up to me to try to fix anything. 

Seriously, I've been hurt more than once and even then i fixed it. 

Not this time. 

I'm fucking tired of this shit...

On a more different note,

I'm really into Reggaeton. 

Seriously. It's good.

Well, in my opinion. 

It'd be even better if I could understand more than a few words of what they're saying. 

Llegaron Los Lideres!

El Duo Dinamico!

Victor El Nazi....

Nesty!

Apodado Por El Pueblo Como...

Los Extraterrestres! 

soon...

In exactly one week, the only way to contact me will be through letters. 

Crazy how time went by so fast. 

I wish my van was functioning. 

Yesterday, I drove my dad's Tercel.

Manual transmission > Automatic transmission.

I also drove Kuya Nick's Mustang. 

Saturday was the Marine's Day thing.

I don't even know what it's really called.

Anyway, we saw Simi Valley High School band [they aren't that great...], James Monroe's ROTC [sucked. messsed up so much], Granada Hills band [they're really good], Marines band [EPIC], Marines Silent Drill Platoon [MEGA EPIC]. 

We were to travel in groups of two during our free time. 

I was going to go by myself and hope I didn't get noticed but while I was aimlessly walking, someone else didn't have a buddy. We got to talking and now I've made a new friend. =] 

Also, someone has broken my trust.

They should understand that I'm not a bad person because I didn't tell. 

I had everything under control.

I was looking out for both parties.