Long Days

Thursday, the mates and me swarmed the McDonalds just to eat McSpicy with cheese. I swear it's spreading like a disease in camp. Almost everyone know, even the commanders. We were animals. Eating till midnight with our stomach at full power. Still wanting more.


This is what happen when you're not out of camp for 3 weeks. Like an ass. I miss my parents and friends. I miss taking photos. I miss the outside world and being a civilian.

Well, I turn down the offer for the L4D session last Friday with the commanders and platoon mates. I just miss jamming. Itchy finger. Itchy this and that. Damn, it feels good to get on the drums again.


and... congratulations Andy! May the force be with you.