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Wednesday, November 02, 2011

So here im penning all my thoughts a little less than 20 hours to enlistment.

In fact, im kind of excited about the whole thing, but to surrender all my freedom now is kind of harsh after all these years. I wouldnt consider myself as very independent but i do feel im independent enough, and this would just be what i need to go thru the first 9 weeks first.

I'll have to go shop on the things i need to buy later, and i really dont know if i would be able to sleep tonight. What i want is to be able to read this after i ord and go like, wtf am i anxious about, its only about booking in and basically serve and fo.

Wonder how it feels like to be away from home for so long, coming back over the weekends and go back to a second home. For now its just full of anxiety, a little of excitement, a little bit of stress, i dont know, i never liked these kind of feelings.

3/11. 845. here we go!



11:20 AM