a Great Memorial awaits me.

The war started somewhere mid to end of last year.

I was in the reserves back when it started. Around new year, i was told that i might be sent to the field.

On 16th of Feb, i received my call to serve for the first battalion for the war. It was my first assignment on the field. I was nervous and unprepared right to the last day before leaving. and before i know it, i'm on the field.

I was allocated in the 4th infantry. We managed to take control of 2 bases without heavy resistance. Having a great chief in command helps the whole 4th infantry without losing a large amount of our men.

On 17th March, i was allocated to the airborne to join another company for a defensive operation. I was told that the stronghold that we took control was the major link between the success and failure of our 4th infantry. Our mission was to defend the stronghold at all cost till more backups arrive. It was a short notice and i wasn't prepared to be in the airborne.

Right now while writting this, i landed successfully deep into the enemies' lines and trying to battle my way out of it. It could be a suicide mission. But, when you serve, you serve. There is no exceptions.

A little support and moral encouragement back home could be a big help to gain my courage to continue this battle. The hope of returning home at scheduled date at the end of this war remains deep in me.

6th Street.

"this is the capitol of legs in the world aint it?"
"it sure is.."

"here 2 bucks, go get the good o' jelly of texas"
*grabs money

100 meters

"so, you think you're all that mate?"

"yeah"

"100 meters till that post?"

*smiles

"uh uh uhhhh huhhh uhhhh uhhhhh"

"mi knees, mi kneessss"

"told ya, 'mate' =)"

chin up

*jumps

"uuuhhhhh, uuhhhh, uhhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. oh man"

"i can do at least 10 of those, what's with you mate?"

*walks away

shuffle board

"5 bucks that i'll kick your ass in this"

"you gotta be kidding me. come on mate" *fists punching the air*

*shhhiiiiii, shiiiiiiiiiii shiiiiiiiiiiiiiii*

"ahhh bollocks."

*shakes hands*

"cheers mate =)"

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*bwwwwwwwwweeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

"come on mate, we gotta go. let's go mate"

*bwwwwwwwwweeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

"good o' jelly knocked you hard eh mate"

"you're not afraid or anything, don't you? you just don't give a shit, don't you?"

A Day in a Shipment Lifecyle (Part 1)

explicit content: read at your own cost

Accent: (A)-DAmerican, (AU)-PAustralian, (N)-Nigga, (M)-Mexican/Spanish (XYZ)-Combination of all

(XYZ) can i drive one of the forklifts over there?
(M) hell yeah, go get them ma-fucker

(M) so you have a gun or some shit over there?
(XYZ) no, we have machetes over there man
(M) so you kill people with machetes and shit?
(XYZ) yea man. we go like (both hands flying all over with extreme movement)
(M) fuck man. i got a shotgun, you wanna see it?
(XYZ) fuck off. wtf do you shoot?
(M) like cats and shit, bom (hand movement) the cat go flying man. fire extinguisher, tanks, cars, whatever man.

(M) is that your bitch over there?
(N) fuck you fatass
(M) i'm gonna shoot your black ass with ma shotgun

(N) i'm telling ya man, this shits wont load up, this shits aint load up.
(N) ah, fuck this shit man. i going back getting sum american women.

(M) why not you bring him to juarez?
(N) fuck no, he aint gonna make it back here, we aint gonna make it back here
(N) we go like (hand on the steering wheel act) driving and shit, "ah this is some nice street" minding own business and shit. boom, tatatatatatatatatataata. we be fucking fried man.

(object flying)
(N) ya throwing shit at me?
(N) beachwhale.
(N) i hate tat mother fucker i tell ya

(M1) you got a 34 over that dude?
(M2) fuck no, he aint fitting in a 32
(M3) yeah man
(M1) over the belly?
(M3) under my dick

(A) i'm 62 but my girlfriend's like 24.
(A) i don't like dried up women
(A) i like girls who go all wet as soon as you touch them.

(M1) you been in a monster truck?
(XYZ) ya calling that shit a monster truck?
(M1) hell yeah, check this shit out
(tires smoking)
(M2) fuck off amigo, that aint no monster truck, that's a mini truck
(M3) ya gonna break that shit over there
(tires smoking)
(M1) i gonna smoke the shit up
(tires smoking)(up the curb)
(M1+2+3+4+5+6) hahahahahahahahhahaha
(M1) that's some good shit

captured is bits and pieces. more is forgotten.


lessons learnt:

1) applications and systems can be the best in the world but if you have idiots running the systems, it could be the worst in the world.

2) make the best out of the mess

3) smoke is essential

4) never deal with the applications, always deal with the users

5) re-booting solves ALL problems