I kinda have a lot to say tonight, but no real words of wisdom, or anything really interesting, so if you don't read all, or any of this, I understand.

120 days left until I leave. I know I shouldn't be counting down because it only makes me more nervous and apprehensive, but I can't help it. I'm probably going to start freaking out once it goes below 100. The last few days have been alright, and somewhat comforting. Spent the majority of the weekend with WSP. I went up to Yuba City early in the afternoon on saturday and got some Pizza Pizzaz... I love that place! I've made a great new friend... The "G-Unit." Not somebody that I've just met, just somebody that I've been re-aquainted with. She's awesome. But anyways... the rest of the week is gonna suck... No World Religions class all week and work is an hour longer everyday. Plus, I have a dentist appointment on Friday, and physical training out in Fair Oaks. Even Saturday is going to suck... I have a DEP function for the Army... which is mandantory. DEP means Delayed Entry Program for those of you who don't know. All that is, is just a bunch of running, and sit ups, and push ups, and marching, and crap like that... ALL DAY LONG!

I'm tired... not so much physically, but mentally. I can't figure things out anymore. I never really have been able to, I just thought I could, or I at least tried to, but I can't do that anymore. I quit trying to figure everything out. Screw it. Everybody was right... it IS impossible.