Respect

How does one define Respect?

It's a struggle, really, at least for me

all over you can see respect, but how do you put it into words?

a common military saying is 'respect the rank...' which is understandable, Military salutes or stands still at the raising and lowering of the flag, pay respects to the fallen both in the combat zone and later at the cemetary.

Is there difference between Respect and Loyaty, or are they the same? being loyal to a cause would mean you respect it, but you can respect a cause without being loyal to it.

why is it so hard to explain in a 30 slide, 10 words at least per slide? perhaps i'm overthinking, but that's just how i am i guess...

if these kinds of assignments weren't so 'broad' or 'ambiguous'

Play me an Ocarina

So, i've bought it, i've play it some, and i gotta say:
I'm not going back to the 64 Version.
I'm talking about The Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time :)

Hell, i would've been happy with just the new control scheme, but in all reality, the updated graphics... i think Nintendo transformed OoT into the game they wanted, graphicly. and the 3D effect, it does work, some scenes i've had it on, nad sometimes i'll flick it all the way up (i play it halfway) and there's a noticeable difference, i watched as the walls of Hyrule Castle moved outward, like they were further away. it was neat.

plus it's filled with tons of easter eggs if you know the Zelda Series... or know of older easter eggs <.< i wonder if Hyrule and Mushroom Kingdom are in the same world...

Happy Father's Day

33 Seconds

This past Tuesday, i was that close to passing my first PT test... ligitemently.

I'm a beast with Pushups, i've nearly maxed it out again that test. Sit Ups i average a good number, although i had been sore and used a different set of muscles then norm.

i hate running, but i was so close, and the saddest part is i could of had it. as they say, just try harder next time.

what do i mean by i could of had it. the track was meaused for five laps plus a little extra, going into that last lap, i was sitting at roughtly 15:20, if i had kept my pace of 3:30ish, or even had put everything i had left (which i think wasn't much), i would of had seconds to spare...

Next Thursday i take another 'Diognostic' test, granted if i pass it, my NCOs are gonna try to sweet talk into changing it into a record...

soooo close, sooo far away.... yikes keep positive!

Reviving Life - Prologue

think i might try something here... I'm gonna post the prologue to the Orignal Story i had thoughts of creating, and still want to create. i've been in such a damper in writing any stories that i think i'll get an opioion, and maybe work on my writing skills cause i know i'm not the best, i get the past/present tenses mixed up a lot...
anyway

Prologue

Afghanistan, 2011

“Six more weeks and we head home.” a Staff Sargent named Sinclair commented as they loaded up the convoy in the early morning hours.

“Tell that to the Colonel.” another Sargent commented as she loaded in ammunition for the 50 cal, “He has us running missions until 2 weeks out.”

“You know that's so we can 'train' the coming unit.”

“A lot that did last time I was over here.” the female Sargent commented as she rolled her shoulders. “If I see the 36^th Engineer Brigade patch, it'll be too soon.”

“That seahorse one?” SSG Sinclair asked pointing to the combat patch she wore, and the female nodded. “What's wrong with them?”

“Oh nothing, back when I was with the 20^th, the 8^th was suppose to replace us, but the 8^th only sent one person per platoon to learn how to 'spot' the IEDs before they blew up on us, I don't know how they did after we left, I just know that the 510 Clearence Company was named Best Company in the Army for finding some 200 plus IEDs, and removing more then 100 of them without blowing up.”

“Could be worse.” SSG Sinclair joked as they were joined by other members of the patrol.

“How? This is the same Battalion that entered Afghanistan without proper training, no equipment, and only lost 13 people.” she commented as she put on her armor.

“Really? Now that's something.” Sinclair commented.

“Naw, here's something for ya, Sargent, me, a mechanic, being place up as Gunner.” the female said, her nametape reading Mothwing, “I thought females weren't suppose to be placed in situations like this.”

“You have a point.” he said as they loaded up.

The one day mission was to include the Battalion Commander, which meant the best of the best was to escort him to see what laid outside the wire while showing how well they could work. As the top notch Mechanic that the company could offer, she was elected to go on this mission. She soon found herself in the gunner seat of the Colonel's vehicle, which she personally tripled check to make sure it was in tip-top form.

As she sat up in the turret, she gazed out at the empty landscape, noting that it was a clear day as the sun rose, the mountains could be seen quite well. The slow journey to the city and back would be uneventful, as it normally was. During one stop, she mindlessly checked her M4, sending it through a quick system check and making sure it was clean. The radio crackled to life, saying that the way was clear, and they moved on.

On the return trip as the sun dipped into the sky, an explosion rocked the vehicle she was in. Faster then she could ever process, Mothwing had ducked under the turret and gripped the roof of the truck as it rocked dangerously.

“Fuck!” she vaguely heard the driver shout before the sound of shattered glass echoed around her. When everything calmed down, she could hear a firefight, and she was staring at the ground.

“Fuck...” she echoed before untangling herself from the harness and checking the other occupants. By chance, although unconscious, the Colonel was still alive, but he was the only one. With a hiss and growl, Mothwing shouldered her M4 and opened the Colonel's door, quickly scanning for secondaries before unhooking the Colonel and dragging him to safety. Going red, she charged her weapon and took aim, quickly striking down the ambushers with uncanny aim. After emptying the magazine, she moved to reload when another explosion shock the earth, a truck exploding and sending shrapnel flying.

The aftershock forced Mothwing off her feet, where she landed in the Colonel's lap. She could not see out her good eye, her left eye, as a large piece of shrapnel sat there. As she was about to move her right arm to pull out her Personal Locator Beacon, it felt lighter then normal. With a pained grunt, she moved her left arm and pulled it out, only to find it damaged beyond use. As darkness began to take hold of her, she made one last movement, reaching for the Colonel's Personal Locator Beacon, and setting it off.

“Least, you'll be safe, sir...” she said before darkness took hold of her, and her body fallen limp.

So let me know what'cha think, where i can improve, and maybe i'll post the first chapter in a few days/weeks, whichever.

Certified

talk about a crash course.
we jammed 9 days worth of information in merely 7, after the first three days, we ended up with five days off because last thursday they had a Domestic violence 'class' postwide, so everything was more or less canceled, and that was followed by the four day for Memorial Day. when we returned, we were given a mid-term, then we spent a little more time learning, had a review day yesterday and took the test today.

everyone passed. i was one of two honor students becasue i got the second highest score. only the civilian in our class did better then i. She gota 100, i got a 99.

monday the fun begins, i just hope our computer doesn't decide to self-destruct on me, lol.

I also realized that OoT3D comes out on father's day, and i only realized that recently because i was trying to figure out when father's day was, i couldn't remember which sunday it was :p plus we get a three day that same weekend
my little brother's birthday is that following friday.
Transformers comes out the wednesday after.

June is gonna rock