Peace, I'm Out!

OMG. Its been a year already!?! I can't believe it, I really can't. It seems like I just got here last month. Its funny how time can seem to move so fast sometimes. When I first got here, it was like, "Damn, I have to be here for a whole year. This is going to seem like forever." And then, all of a sudden, today I final out. And Friday morning, I'm on the first plane out of Daegu, bound for the States. A few days ago, I didn't know what I really wanted to do, stay or go. Now, I'm sure. I want to stay. Dispite all of the problems I've had with the unit. (You guys don't know most of it.) Now, its more because I've met so many people that have become friends. I hate to leave them forever. And that's just what I'll be doing. I could say that I'll see them again, but that's not reasonable. About the only ones I have a chance of seeing again are Kid and may male Kiwi friend's girlfriend, because they're both from Cananda. I have offers to visit people on different continents, complete with places to stay. That right there shows how good of friends I think we are. You don't just invite someone you don't trust to your house for a visit.

Then, there's Biz. This man is a great person. Yes, he is a big mean looking MF. But, he is one of the best people I know. Even better than myself, I think. No, I know. He cares about people, even people he doesn't know. He'll do anything to help a friend. We've had lots of time to talk about things. He knows some stuff about me that most people will never know. Mother Bizkit, you should be proud, you did a good job. If it wasn't for him talking to someone yesterday, I would be leaving here owing at least a thousand dollars for bullshit stuff. But because it was him that did the talking (and not me) the idea was able to take hold. And this is right after he found out that he's not going to be able to stay here in Korea as long as he was supposed to. He needed to stay until September to be able to claim the year tax free. (Civilians get to claim tax free if they work outside of the US for at least 11 months of the year.) But, because of other things going on here (None with him, but with the unit.) he has to leave early. There's just nowhere they can have him work until Sep. Biz, you better keep in touch. I will as well.

Friday is going to be a long day for me. I go to the airport here at about 6 AM (4 PM the day BEFORE at my destination.) and land in Nashville at 6 PM the same day, technicly. But to me it will be 8 AM Saturday. That's right, 26 hours of traveling and I get there the same day I left. But it will be worth it. My kids will be there. And I got a suprise the other day, one of my aunts, that I haven't seen in over ten years, is going to be there too!!!! Man, I hope I don't break down, but I think I will. Seeing my kids and my aunt will probably be too much for me, especiall after traveling for 28 hours straight. But they will make the whole ordeal worth it.

Then I'm on leave for 3 weeks. After leave, I go to the Replacement Center and the 101st. I have mixed feeling about this part. I love my unit, its one of the best I have ever been in, but the last two years it has been a chore, to say the least. Even though my commander here has put me out of the unit, I know that I could go there and get a place for myself. All I have to do is talk to a few people and I would be back in. But, there is really something to the fact that life goes in circles. And by going to the 101st, I would be completeing one. I started my carreer in the 101st, and something just seems right that I should complete it there. Besides, I'll be able to spend more time with my kids, something that I wouldn't be able to do in the other unit because I would be gone a lot more. I think that, even though the CO thought he was "kicking me in the nuts", he may actually have done me a favor. But don't tell him that, he'll try to get the orders changed.

I still haven't decided if I'm going to continue this blog. Right now, I'm leaning towards yes, but I won't know for sure till I get settled there. I will continue to post for a little while at least. And will announce what I decide before I completely stop. At any rate, this is my last post from Korea. I have to turn off my internet today. Next time I post, I will be back in the States, where I can read all of the signs.

God, that seems like a funny statement. "Where I can read all of the signs." I don't think that anyone who has not traveled to an Asian, or Middle Eastern, country can really apprechiate how much that simple thing can mean. Yes, European and Latin-American countries have different languages, but if you have a basic understanding of the language, you can peice together a basic meaning for the sign. The letters are pretty much the same. Here, I know how to pronounce some of the characters, I even know what the word for Daegu looks like, but there is no real way to compare it to anything I have in my brain. To me, its a bunch of squigles. And after a while, you don't even see them anymore. They become like white noise, its there, you just don't notice it.

For some reason, I find myself wanting to just ramble on and on. I know I shouldn't, reading my stuff when I do this is, is like listening to someone scratch a chalkboard. But I can't help it right now. I guess I don't want to let go. That seems like a normal thing, doesn't it? After all, most people don't like to change, or changes, at all. I didn't think that I was like that. I'm not, normally. I actually like changes. Well, good changes. I guess I'm trying to decide if this is going to be a good change or not. In my heart I know it is, but I'm leaving Biz to take up my slack after I'm gone. Granted, there shouldn't be that much work before its his time to leave, but I still feel bad about it. He's been there to help me through everything since October when he showed up. But there is the part that is coming up just before he leaves that will be very labor intensive. I think that this is where I have the problem with leaving. I hate to leave a job unfinished. And I feel that I'm doing that now, while leaving it for him to complete. I better stop writing now.

I'll see ya'll later. (From the States.)
One last memory, the last pool training that me and Biz did together. And the last one ever for the unit.