i'm flinching already...

something big is going to happen...i had a discussion with my friends last ngiht at Hooters...this time i am so not ready...maybe i was last time, but not now...and this time they may need me, and then again, like last time, they might not...their information usually comes in the form of rumors that later become true...i would know...or rather, Marines are always the first to go, and the last to know...that's a fact...i always just smile, grin, and grit my teeth every time some asshole says "Marines are expendable"...we wish we were, and people wonder why we kill everything we see...there i go again, saying "we"...well, once a Marine, always a Marine...had a couple of drinks with the Bud Light girl, and after three or so months, i was the first to finally know her real name...chatted briefly with my favorite Hooters girl, came home...pondered...do i even care about my school project anymore? i don't know, i'm lost...hmm, i'm an hour and 25 minutes late to work, and i don't seem to care...