The Blog Of a Wanna Be....

PRESENT DAY
BAGHDAD, IRAQ- AMERICAN MILITARY BASE
2000 HOURS

"Lieutenant Brunk, there is some one here to see you." Says a small weary soldier wearing military fatigues, along with Servants strips.
"Bring them in." Says Brunk. Hes tall- football player height- wearing a suit and siting at a nicely cleaned desk in a dark room only light is a lamp on his desk.
"Yes sir. Oh and he said something about a meeting or something...." ...

PRESENT DAY.
NORTHERN RUSSIA.
1700 HOURS.

The Ice was as stiff as a piece of clay. Any step and you could fall straight through. A person in a Black Uniform armed with a 9mm handgun was skimming the ice for signs of life. his name was Jerald Whitman. He was unshaven, and weary. he was over 30, but wasn't to old. He continued to walk forward, inch by inch. in the horizon he could see silhouettes. he ran over to them sliding and praying for the ice to stay. There ...

so i got back from camp joy a week or two ago and i forgot to tell what it was like! so the bus ride i sat on a smelly bus with my friends. (NO HOTTIES) and listened to music. we sang Party in the USA and Soldier Boy. SO there we unpacked and went to our cabins. There barly cabins more like 1 story houses. I got top bunk and we all sat and talked and slept. The same thing happened the next day, but a crap load of activities where through in. so then we did a "Underground Railroad Survival Play" ...

At my school when your in sixth grade you take a Field trip to camp joy. 3 days, 2 nights. I cant wait! ill put up pics (Maybe) of the trip. so if im offline dont worry, ill be back. And you know whats best? the 3 hour bus ride (I GET TO RIDE WITH A HOT CHICK!)





I can wait. :

Its in October, 14-17 or something like that!

But no MAG

WHO CARES HOT CHICKS!

Later that day we where going to support the 6th ID at Bellosville. It was a Big metropolis 6 miles to our south. There taking heavy casualties.

The tires squeaked as we rolled Along the gravel road. Andy was to my left and to my right was a young kid. He was small and fat. So we called him pudge. "Wheres Bellosville?" he asked. "Its 6 miles away. Right by the Jogos River." i said in reply. He looked at me again. "Where is Bellosville. I told him again, but ...