it's finally over.

reading post secrets makes me happy :)


and im glad christmas is finally fucking over. 
i have like 9 days to go before i can finally feel like a real adult.
and then i will hop on a flight to texas to begin my instructing journey. except for the first time in my life, i dont want to fly. i hate what airports have become. ive been flying since i was a baby. my first trip i dont even think i was one years old and my parents threw me in an airplane and i was off to honduras. i remember back then they would serve real food. and always with the peanuts. the peanuts were almost a landmark in my childhood. my parents traveled to honduras a lot when i was little and me and yaudet would always fight over who would get the peanuts. 
and now flying is a hassle. i fucking hate flying. the last flight i took was from (korea to japan) japan to los angeles and thats where they stole like over a thousand bucks of electronics from mike. i was happy as shit cus i was finally back in my element. i fucking love los angeles. it's my giant sign of hope and familiarity. plus its always been where i landed after leaving the worst places on earth. i think the best i ever felt was when i came home for my midtour leave from iraq. i was going to surprise my family so i had my best friend pick me up near the airport. it was one of the greatest feelings of my entire life.
but. now you get raped at airports. and you can barely even have carry on luggage. and everybody is a dick at the airport. and then theres the constant worry that HOLYSHIT THAT FUCKING TALIBAN GAVE ME THE STINK EYE. if i get blown up in an airport- i will be sopissedoff. i dont intend on dying anytime soon, see. i'm slowly starting my twenty year plan to change the world.


i hate flying
and im glad christmas is over.