Tomorrow is the big day. I think I'm still numb to what's coming, I should be more anxious and nervous about what I'm getting myself into - especially since I know what to expect. But I'm not, hell I still have that feeling that today is just gonna be any regular day, even though I'll actually be going to the other side of the country for two months. Certainly a far cry from the scared shitless kid I was the first time I signed up. Maybe I am just well prepped this time, and there's nothing truly for me to worry over.

Well really, my only worry is about going in, and then coming out and finding everyone's left or moved on without me. Yeah, that one is certainly my biggest worry, since that's exactly what happened 10 years ago. To those reading this journal, please it's only gonna be two months. I'll be coming back eventually, and I hope those I hang out with are still here when I come back.

Anyway, if you want me to write to you when I'm in boot camp, this is the last time to pass me addresses. I haven't really received much, so plenty of space in my address book still.