Tommorrow, I’m a civillian
Tommorrow I get my IC back.. the feeling is kinda strange really. When I was in the army, I wanted to get out… when I’m finally out, I find the reason to want to go back in again. Although it’s like my fourth day in DMD, the pressure’s steadily mounting… the lack of exams is replaced by a REAL fuck load of assignments…. I haven’t studied for 2 years, give me a break alright. Another point. Art’s a real costly business. Selling art earns you lotsa cash, but making some cost the same damn amount of $. I’m using my own bloody savings to pay for all my course art materials. It’s closing in to about $200 and my mum hasen’t given me any sort of allowance yet. I don’t know if she ever will remember to give me some but I haven’t been taking from her for 2 years. Some how I start to adhor the need to ask my mum for money. Dad’s outta the question cause I can’t imagine talking to a fucked up person like him. NS… I gonna really miss all my camp mates man.. Countless days lazing around with no aim, no purpose, no life, talking cock all day with no worries. We lived for the moment and that kinda life was blissfull in a way. On top of that we got paid every month. Everybody’s saying that ORD is a closing of a nightmarish chapter and the start of a brighter one.. How ironic. I don’t quite feel that way now… I may have just closed the book on one of the happiest times of my life without knowing it and opened a nightmare.
