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16 years ago
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Glad the bullshit's over. Fuck do i hate Christmas.
No more Red and white,No more family over,finally my house to me,alone,once more.
All that is left now is a few days before newyear,Finally getting rid of fucking terrible 2009 and start a new clean year in 2010.
Worst part after Christmas is yet to come: Monday,Tuesday and Wednesday,the KCT will do Charity,and we will be in Ops-Gear,giving out presents and stuff to the lesser-wealthy people in Holland,In OPS-GEAR...It makes no sense,but Lieutenant says it adds to the realism of children and parents alike being scared,and we're tasked to ''build up'' certain trust with them to show them we're really not that much of a ruthless killer machine as thought by civilian crowd.
''Much like Iraq and the rest of the Middle-East,though they are twice as afraid of you. The Special Forces are tasked to bring peace and trust back into conflict area's,by the use of as less as violence possible,and you guys could become a perfect example by doing this,so act nice,and warm,but keep your cool and your eyes out,like anywhere else.''
Yep,Royal Dutch Korps Commando Troops are now ''Korps Cuddle Troops'' for the upcoming 3 days,well so it seems,little joke running around at base,fuck it.
Worst thing that could happen would be Santa-camo or Pink flower Outfits and jolly green socks & Gloves. Wooptie-freakin-doo.
If the above happens,i am so quitting the Green Berets.
So to sum it all up: Christmas Sucks,Newyear sucks,2009 sucks,and charity sucks,Balls.
Goodbye 2009 and your disasterous happenings,and welcome 2010,i hope you will be kind and sweet to me,for once in a fucking lifetime.
Few Weeks untill Green Beret Exams,Much Operations and training to come.
While the world falls,collapsing deeper and deeper around me,i shall stand,too catch up all the debris.
I'm a soldier,these shoulders hold up so much,
They wont budge,I will never fall or fold up.
I'm a soldier,even if my collar bones crush or crumble,
I will never slip or stumble.
Enter:
Furygan '10
Pink flower outfits: Be glad your commander aint a fan of Stad-De-France rugby club.
He could have you trudging around in their luminous-pink floral Jersey XD
Look, im inclined to agree with you. for me the second half of 2009, apart from one thing that happened, was about as shit as it could get. And especially in the last month, non-stop shite. Im glad myself that this year is drawing to an end.
Im not saying it was half as bad as yours, the shit you've put up with dude, your a fucking whole lot braver than i am that you've just kept on getting up and not let it keep you down.
So lets both look forward to 2010 together, its a new year, and hell a whole new decade an all. I got this feeling, things might be different, things might be better for you and for everyone.
Keep your head held high, and so as the Army Rangers would say:
Ach an glaine ár gcroí, neart ár ngéag agus beart de réir ár mbriathar, ar aídigh linn.
''With cleanliness in our hearts, strenght in our limbs and commitment to our goals, we march forward''
Side-to-side,literal or by actions,we shall fight our way into '10,trying to find Eden beyond the horizon.
Before we move in,we have to clear out,though.
That is why we must break through this bullshit that's been striking us both,to claim what is ours,in the end.
The last two months,were just hell on earth,I don't want't to sound like a fucking tough guy but i never cried in months,hell years after my uncle died.
But i did now,a couple of times,yes,because once the adrenaline dies down and you get to realise what you've done,it just strikes you without warning...
But yes,here i am,in this living hell we are,none the less i will grab your arm and help you back up,because i don't leave my brothers behind.
Nunc Aut Nunquam,Now or Never.
Alot of shit has been done to you,But you thought through as well,you deserve just as much recognition as i do,however we've never gone through hell and back in the burning heat of the desert,(and the cold alike,during the night,FFFF-) It feels like you're my blood brother,you do deserve that title,not fucking kidding.
Stay strong,like a Commando,But in your case,only in mind.
We are unbreakable (So they say,anyway,untill certain moments),we stand for who we are,what we want to be,and do.
This is you,Sean,you're a fighter,not a quitter.
Throw that imaginary flashbang through that window,blind the enemy,and move in too neutralize the fears,pain and the streak of bad luck that are haunting you.
I Believe in you,you're at least as strong as i am.
What i have in strenght,you make up in soul.
Semper Fi,Sean.
Make me proud.
''I Don't want''
''But you fought through''
''We've never gone to hell and back in the burning heat of the desert together.''
Just can't stand it when i make my typo's.
I Give up.