I once went out with this girl who was so incredibly hot.... The only problem was trying to have a conversation with her was like slowly and methodically yanking my teeth out one by one. Yet after I took her home at the end of the night, I proceeded to call her the next day and try to have a conversation with the same results. And this is where the story gets really good.... before that phone conversation (if you could call it that) ended, I had asked her to go out again???...........................................So we had another date. Why? Only because she was just so damn hot, and in my mind I believed that somehow, someway we were going to have a painless night full of conversation. And I know exactly what every single one of you are thinking right now as you read this. And yes, I was an Idiot. The evening was not without excitement, but it was without a normal conversation between two adults. ....................................................With great sorrow in me, I could no longer attempt to see if there was going to be anything with this female. I spoke with her on occasion after that, usually her calling me leading to a painful phone conversation that lasted forever it seemed. A times I just didnt answer her calls and eventually the calls tailed off and the agony of attempted conversation with her went with it. .......................................Is there a point to this story? I dont know, probably not though, I just wanted to talk about how I had this date with this incredibly hot female... Well, I take that back, sure there is. Basically to me it says this. Yes, looks are important, but not so important that anyone should ever put themselves through the pain that i went through twice. Dont be a Dumbass, remember, it IS important to have something between you and that memeber of the opposite sex besides a strong physical attraction. Personality and how well you and your person interact are going to be more important in the end.
I'd like to meet:
Im not gonna lie and say that looks dont matter, cuz they do. but thats not the only thing that is important.. if we dont click then there is no point... so im lookin for an attractive girl, who likes to have fun... who's honest with me... who likes to go out and party, but doesnt mind stayin home and watchin a movie on a friday night...
Books:
Im finished reading a book called Once An Eagle, very good book. Highly recommend to everyone whether you like war books or not. It really is an Anti-War book overall, but it also sends a very good message about doing the right thing.
I would highly recommend Angels and Demons and The Da Vinci Code as well. Both very good books indeed. Read Angels and Demons first if you can, it doesnt really effect the story line of either to read them in either order, but you catch things in The Da Vinci Code from Angels and Demons that you wont catch if you dont read Angel and Demons first.
Heroes:
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either. He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away. He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155mm howizzitor. He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march. He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without
spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts. If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job. He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime. He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out,
far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years. He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding. Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration
with his blood. And now we even have woman over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so. As you go to bed tonight, remember this thought. A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets......."Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us.
Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen."
