My life is so routine now. Nothing will change that for the next 1 year or so. I missed so much in the real world. What happened last month? What happened last week? What happened yesterday? I have no clue. Its like a tarzan stepping into a big city for the first time. How much more can I take this? I know I have to live it. Every Sunday, I step into the gate,sensing the hate. Boy, this is my life. Carryin loads, putting camo on your face, surrender your body to the mosquitoes, suffering under a hot or cold weather and getting dirty. I guess this is what Army is all about. We are the unfortunates, led by the unqualified, to do the unnecessary, for the ungrateful. Everytime I book out, I'll do the same old shit. Can I like do something else? What is the something else? Tryin to figure that out for quite sometime but nothing comes to mind. I badly want my life back to normal ways.