July 8, 2009

This will be the day that I, Richard Cody Dietrich, the man who would shout out in public for attention, will be shouted at in public for attention. I will be departing for boot camp, known as PT, on this day. No more lounging around in front of this screen. No more watching anime. No more listening to Coheed and Korn. Early to rise for the morning training routine. Late to bed for the ever so welcoming sleep.

I haven't been keeping in touch with a lot of people for a while now. I see friends by chance, not by choice. My mind has all but been focused on making it through the rest of the year with a sane mind intact. I take the weeks leading up to my departure day by day, in hopes to hold on to the very few moments I have left in a cozy house and the luxuries it provides.

Where has my social nature gone? The person who would cry out for attention, who would beg for company, and would attract an eerie sense of embarrassing attraction from the people around him? It's all been thrown away for I know it won't account for shit to the people who will be teaching me how to survive in the toughest of times.

The few I see on what would account for a normal basis have been supporting of this movement to further my life and my opportunities for a future. The rest of you all who have may felt ignored or just wondering what's been going on, I do appologize for the lack of updates and ask to be forgiven. A lot has been on my mind and for good reason.

Do I fear the change I'll be facing for the next six months? To be honest, it's all a bit exciting with a tinge of nervousness. I'll come back with more respect for myself, and it will reflect on the people around me. Will I be the same person though? From the people I've seen who have been through what trial awaits me, I have no worries about keeping what traits make me.

I hope to have one more journal posted before I leave, and I hope to get in contact with as much of you all as possible.

Love you guys...

Panku