So, my recruiter came by today, and we were discussing all of my options for jobs when I go in. And I qualified for a shitload of things: Operating Room specialist Dental Specialist Patient Administration Specialist Optical Lab Specialist Medical Logistics Specialist Medical Lab Specialist Radiology Specialist (x-ray technician) Pharmacy Specialist Preventative Medicine Specialist Respiratory Specialist Health Care specialist (Combat Medic) Mental Health Specialist Chief Medicine NCO Thats just the medical stuff, I still qualify for a hell of a lot more other stuff as well. And the bonus' for a bunch of those are great stuff. And I can reserve a spot for combat medic right now, but that would mean literally go down to MEPS tuesday and I would sign up, and my ship out date November 18th. It didn't really scare me, at first it did, but then I thought to myself: I don't have anything going for me right now, I'm not doing anything, hell, I don't even have a girl waiting for me. Only when we have nothing, are we truly free. I don't even have to be a ranger to be a combat medic, I'd just be a regular army medic, and I would for sure go to Iraq. Can't beat that kind of experience on a resume, stabilizing people and keeping them alive while being shot at, heh, can't be that. That'll make you one HELL of a surgeon. God damn, I feel like a lion, I feel like just yelling as loud as I can because I feel so fucking confident and like nothing can beat me. I mean hell, if I can get by everything that I've gotten by my life, I can get past anything that's thrown at me. I am a lion. So, I'm feeling pretty good about life, and pretty good in general, I just have an emptiness inside I think, and it doesn't bother me, but I wouldn't mind if it was filled. I would really like to talk to you, but I know that it wouldn't be the best right now, so, for right now, I'll just collect my thoughts, and figure out everything with myself, so when your ready, I can say the right things.