In a perfect world,
This would never happen,
In a perfect world,
You'd still be here.
It's been a weird week.
Just... totally weird.
I don't know any other way to describe it.
I'm currently sick to my stomach, because one of my best friends in the whole entire world just might be shipped off to Iraq.
Iraq.
He's only ninteen. He's a teenager. A kid. So naive.
And his family just let him join the Army. He didn't have to. He had so much ahead of him. His knack of learning new languages could have sent him right to the top of the UN.
But instead, he's in the military. He was always adventerous, but this isn't right.
And Iraq? It's a waste of lives. We shouldn't be there. We shouldn't be fighting and killing and maiming for no cause whatsoever. Our poor soldiers out there who die every week.
I hate Bush. I hate you. I really do. I hate you and your stupid war and your dumbass smile. I hate your selfishness and claims of "weapons of mass destruction." I hate you for making a mockery of the United States of America. I hate you for restricting our civil liberties without even READING the damned document beforehand. I really, really, hate you.
Nobody understands how I feel right now, nobody. I just feel this dull ache of dread in my gut that's threatening to consume me. I've been going to work with the kids, trying to keep the subject off of my mind, but it's lurking there. I can feel it.
There are other options: airborne, and the possibility of special training. But God, I'm such a cynic. The Army ropes you in and won't let you go.
And don't say I'm anti-American. I love this country, I love it so much that I don't want to see it go the route it's gone. The electoral college is messed up, everything is just so messed up.
Everything has fallen to pieces, and Earth is dying, help me Jesus.
