follow-up thread for this one
It's over
three years. starting back at that sunday, 31 of july 2005.
I met alot of people, been to alot of places, saw many strange phenomenas, had some wrost times and some best of times.
the current bed list has almost 30 entries, which means 30 bases I've spent a night in. some places were 'home' for a few months. some are places I merly opened up a sleeping bag at and went to sleep, I remember each and every one of them,
I've been through all of of Israel, to the north and to the south (sometimes even at the same day), the hot summer and the freezing cold winter (summer is better).
when it began, I didn't think I'll make it to the end. right now, I can't believe it's over.
I'll miss everybody there, people I spent countless days with, even those guys I have nothing in common with. heck, I'll even miss the work itself (not APC's though, I hate them), I hated it every waking moment, but still, it gave me some sense of acomplishment, and you can't get that in home.
but it's over, a few hours at the drafting base, a protest for "Giliad Shalit" (the soldier who was taken hostage at july 2006 in the gaza strip, and was also supposed to finish his service today) and we'll be gone. the aug-2005 tank soldiers will be sent back home, into the military reserves, into life on our own.
I have no idea what's going to happen with me now.
I need to get my grades up, take the SAT test. figure out what I want to do with my life.
I need to get a job, I need to have some sort of profession, I'm going to be home all day, and I can't relay on the system anymore.
I need to kickback, relax, let myself go, smell the roses, let myself cool down before everything starts.
I want to do everything, I don't want to do a thing, I don't know what I want.
the last month and a half were hard enough, due to some extra vaction days (and a lot of creative accounting) i've been able to spend a good deal of time home, but the feeling is quite different.
but enough with the melancholy, It's a good day, I've been waiting for it for over a thousend days (1086, to be exact), I know someone who had a countdown in his watch to this day. three years. every day ending with "can you smell it? it's smells like something is burning... it's another day that being burnt away!".
I've made many friends there, I've met great people, I'm even going to keep in touch with some of them, it's been gzillion times better than highschool.
this is it, fellas, I'm going to spending a whole lot more time here from this day forward. the real thing starts here, I believe they're gonna be a blast.
(I'll update this again tommorow night, when I come back. I'll try and put up some pictures as well)