Quy handed me the keys to his Honda Civic. This was the car that I relearned how to drive. Having bought his father’s car, he didn’t need his Civic. Over the past months, he had alot of internal parts repaired and replaced It’s practically a new car. With all the money spent and effort, it wasn’t worth it to sell it to some stranger. Also, the car has some sentimental value. He figured it was best to give it to a friend. I’m honored that he chose me. I’ll take good care of it. Now I just need to find a place to park it. The driveway is already crowded.
Monthly Archives: December 2003
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Bootcamp
I wrote this a few years back about my experiences at bootcamp. I’ll have more stories to tell about bootcamp later.
Honor
The thing that I loved and hated about the military was that when someone in your division messes up, the whole division gets reprimanded. They try to teach us to look out for each other: our shipmates. All for one; One for all. Because when you’re out to sea or at war, your very life is dependent in the hands of the people next to you, and vice versa.
Continue reading ‘Bootcamp’Fortune Cookies
I don’t usually pay much attention to those silly fortune cookie messages. Occasionally I will come across one that would make me ponder. What follows below are two of them.
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