Yes, a list of shit.
I was told I couldn’t reenlist because I was barred from it. I wasn’t. But this carries into a problem that happened due to me not being able to reenlist quick enough (Something that would have been easy had they updated my ERB like they’re suppose to to show my Specialist when it came up… in the beginning of fucking January.)
Where was I? Fairly sure I was going somewhere with that before I went off… Oh yeah, issues caused by their lack of giving a fuck. My Deros changed from Oct. 2012 (Originally July 2012 when I arrived) to July 20…13. Yes folks, or woman, depending on who all gives a flying fuck, I’m stuck here for another fucking year. A year, ladies and gents. This makes Dustin extremely aggressive-
Oh, and to add to that, the room I’ve stayed in since I’ve arrived… is being taken away from me and I’m being stuffed into a room with another dude
for a year.
For a fucking extra year that I should not be serving! Excuse me, what’s this mean? It means we don’t give a fuck about your stress levels and we’re going to clump tons of shit on you in one fell swoop!
And being in Germany and having to do taxes is hard… because Toll free numbers aren’t fucking toll free when you’re in Germany! My tax returns keep getting fucking rejected, sorry gues… I’mma fucking kill shit.
And the final swoop happened about, oh… say… 16 years ago? My sleeping habits are so far FUCKED that even the Sleep therapist said that it might be impossible to fix it due to my biological clock being so fucking used to it. Yup, don’t matter when I wake up in the morning, by 5 in the afternoon it’s time for bed.
God yes, I’m the perfect fucking soldier. You can fuck me six ways from Sunday and I still keep coming with a smile on my face and rage in my heart! Yup, yup… This is about the same time of year that things went to hell for me last year…
What is it with Febuary and March that just screams ‘Fuck you?’ at me? Really, shit always starts this time of year and doesn’t end until I find the problem and obliterate it with anger, tears, and a few well placed kicks to the ass. Jesus Christ, I think I got laid off my old job around this time in 09 too… and went through Basic this time in 2010.
Dudes and dudettes… This time of year fucking hates me. Jesus, I’m going to be seeking to avoid Feb-July for the rest of my life because of this crap! I’m goddamn traumatized! 09, Laid off/finished school. 10, went through basic and AIT (First time on his own.) 11… Personal shit that really goddamn affected me. 12, a whole bunch of crazy ass shit that makes me want to stab mother fuckers. (Least I’m not depressed this time around… Just very violent.)
Well, that was my bitchfest of the season. Catch me in Spring, I’ll have more shit to say.