Friday, December 21, 2007
4:40 PM - Boots Cost Money! Boots Cost Money!
Current mood: focused
I'm wired for sound today. I've spent too much time on the net (does this surprise ANYONE?) and eaten entirely too much chocolate- and no, I didn't think that was possible, either. Sugar high! I keep thinking about how I end up as one of the guys so often. It's weird for me sometimes. I absolutely *LVE* having so many male friends, as I would much rather have cool guys to chill with than be one of those prissy bitches, but it gets a little tedious sometimes hearing all the guys talk about what female they like and shit, cuz it's like hell-o, I'm a woman too. I don't know, random gripe, I guess, as I'd never in a million years give up my 'one of the guys' status to be looked at as female. I love being who I am, I love being a tough bitch and doing all the shit that everyone says I can't do because I'm female. I love proving them all wrong, and helping the males with their rifles and fixing the shit they fuck up. It's always amusing to hear someone say 'A FEMALE helped you with that?!' That makes me laugh every time. I'm not butch, I'm not masculine, but, shit, I'm in the US Army. I didn't join to be some prissy bitch, I joined to be a fucking soldier. I don't earn respect based on my looks or manners, I earn respect the same fucking way every other (decent) soldier does- by working hard and being respectful. I'm not the most popular person at basic, but I do my damndest to take care of my battle buddies and complete the mission. I don't need to be popular or hot or lady-like to be a good soldier. Frankly, being a soldier is more important to me than being a lady. Ladies can get walked on, soldiers- well, you walk on us, you'll never forget doing it, that's for damned sure. HOOAH.
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12:07 AM - Warrior Princess
Current mood: strong
So, life keeps rolling in this world, and I laugh a lot more than I used to. If I were only to be grateful for one thing, it would be for the Army showing me that it truly is all small stuff. The things I used to stress over are ridiculous things to sweat.. This world is a beautiful place, and this life is something to appreciate, not to worry over. We have far less control over our own existence than we like to think. It's odd that we try so hard to control all those things we have no means of controlling, yet our attitudes towards life and all that surrounds us- one of those few things we have control over- we don't try to control, but let the rest of the world dictate. I can make the choice to be happy and enjoy the day, why would I want to choose to be miserable because it's raining or because someone else has chosen to be in a lousy mood? There's people all over the world that are perfectly content though their lives are much harder than my own, I try not to lose my perspective.
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