It’s been 4 years since the call up. There’s nothing to gain anymore, so I’m doing it. Starting tomorrow. It’ll take 3-5 days.
My elbow’s been killing me the past couple months. Hyperextention, maybe? I don’t know… maybe I fell off my skateboard one too many times. Today, my right big toe started hurting for no apparent reason. Man, I’m falling apart.
I’ve been in the army for 6 years now. These monthly drills are killing me. I barely get any sleep or anything to eat there, and I lose a ton of time to study. Must finish a book by tonight.
Final semester. I’m more excited than ever for the graduation. I have a good feeling about this semester. Classes are stacked up for Tues and Wedns, with one on Thurs and none on Friday. Couple Finals are write up finals, and they leave me plenty of time in between the last final and the actual graduation at the Greek Theatre on the 20th of May. But I’m more excited that my brother and his fiance are coming to my first graduation that I’m going to be participating in since elementary school. (Junior High – Korea, High School – Army Training) My mom will be here, too, and they don’t know it yet, but I’m taking them to French Laundry for dinner to celebrate.
http://www.frenchlaundry.com/tfl/tflmenu.htm
In Paris New Year’s 2005, 4 months before my brother’s deployment to Afghanistan.