I know some of you are waiting for day 3 but i kinda don’t feel like typing it out now. I just wanted to say something. Fofo you are utterly amazing. How we connect is really remarkable and i’m so glad that we have been able to talk so much over the past week. If it wasn’t for you i would be one soggy cookie drenched in his own wake of pathetic puke. Your like an instant stress reliever. Your crazy personality really helps me go on throughout the day. And i thank you for everything.*MUAH* you deserve that.<3

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Day 4

Well its now day 4 and i was able to pull out 2 hours of sleep from that night. I get up and get dressed and start to go over the gear for Quackenbush. Thats the place we are supposed to go to help out these other guys with their stupid mission. I finish checking my gear in my bag and in the trailer we are taking with all my computer shit. Everything is good so i grab my flak and my kevlar so i can ride in the hummmveee hehehe. We were supposed to roll outta this bitch at about 10 amish which wasn’t so bad but in actuality we left at about 12 or 1 pm. We sat around waiting for some fags from another unit ot go along with us. I hate waiting on other people for hours upon hours. So they finally pull up and first thing the guys says is sorry my bad….. no shit you bad faggot… So we start out on this already annoying adventure. We come to the first turn and we just take and path and then wouldn’t you know it the convoy commander says “wait wait i think we were supposed to go the other way!” I think to myself ,”whoa whoa whoaaa this guy doesn’t even fucking know the way! How the hell are we gonna get there.Oh gawd we are so dead.” So we turn around and take the other turn and the commander checks his gay ass gps and he’s like ok we are good. So time goes on and we make another turn and keep going for about ten minutes and we come across a sign on the road that says “Road closed” And the commander ( we will call him douche1) so douche1 stares at us and say ,” huh something is not right” me to myself ,” NO….SHIT..” At this point i am so pissed and not in the mood to deal with this kind of idiocy. I could understand if he would have said we will have ot look for this place but no he kept telling everyone he knew where it was. So we are stopped on the side of the road fro like an hour talking to people over the radios trying to figure out what in the hell is going on and why are we so retarded and which way do we go now that we can read this huge sign. We end up turning around and that turn we took well turns out we were just supposed to go straight. Anyway not 20 minutes goes on into this next section and bam! Fork in the road. I and just muttering to myself words that shouldn’t even be posted on the internet. So he says to our driver(Wolter) to take the right turn so he does and not 2 seconds later hes like no no no turn left! Wolter looks at me and we just both smile at what is going on because we realize at this point that shit is fucked up from the start and there is no recovering from this. So he makes the left and we head straight for awhile and make another turn which is surprisingly the right one cuz just so happens both join up like 30 feet later. At this moment i have declared this the WORST LAND NAV EVER! i cant help but think to myself that we are fucking lost and that i am going to die out here and nobody will ever find me. Now we are on this straight road and out of no where some fucking sand worm pops up and we drive close to realize it was a person. He really seemed to fucking burrow out of the ground he just came out of nowhere. Like a phantom or some shit. We stop and talk to this person and he tells us this is the place where we are supposed to set up camp and shit. So we bust out out huge tent and get everything set up in like an hour. I setup my part of the whole thing in like 30 minutes and i’m like well i’m done. At this point things really start to look like they are going good. 2 hours go buy and some Captain comes along(douche2). And douche2 so kindly tells us that we are going to have to set up on top of the hill and that we cant do our part from down here. So we start tearing shit down we get everything packed up but the tents. Our tent comes in 2 parts the small one and the big one. We start to tear down the lil one and wouldn’t you know it one of the poles breaks on it so now we are kinda screwed a lil bit but no biggy it will still work. 5 minutes after the tent breaks douche2 comes back down to tell us that we now need to leave the tent here. Wow he couldn’t have found a worse time to come and tell us this.I hate my life. Once again we set everything up and the day seems to be going peachy now. Me and wolter eat our chow together and are relaxing and we start talking about how fucked up shit was today but now its starting to look good.11 pm rolls around and i hit the rack.Yay sleep. Until tomorrow!

Day 3

So Team 3 is on night watch and we are making user accounts that are written on a piece of paper Fag1 wrote up and printed for us. To our great surprise more than half of the names do not even have first names. Wow.. amazing…… So about and hour goes by and wess and i finish about 30 names each and we are pretty proud of ourselves at the moment thinking hell yea that was quick. Couple events happened that night. Our Big boss we will call him Sith Lord. Because well thats how he is. Anyway he had many issues throughout the night and i would have to say half of them were from him forgetting the password to the computer with the password written write on the computer so anyone can log in. Amazing how he missed this. Hmm and this is my leadership? Simply stunning i say. And much of this stupid shit goes on till about 6 am . And right about now i am so looking forward to some sleep. Before we sleep we go on ahead and help the others finish running lines and stuff. So Team 3 finally gets to sleep and 2 hours into our slumber we hear someone yelling at us. I look at Wess and i’m like wtf is going on. We stare at each other blankly trying to figure out what is going on.I say to myself ugh i hate my life” We get up and put our uniforms and shit on and we get outside only to see that the generator has run outta gas because the guys who were just on watch were not paying attention and let the shit die.I stare blankly off into the distance and look toward the sky and mutter to myself. “God… why do you hate me so?” and i just think to myself , ” why don’t they just fill it up?” So the generator is out of gas or whatever and the person who woke us up tells us we need to run lines. Wess and I are utterly confused by this for the fact that it takes one person to fill that god forsaken generator up with gas and it takes the other 5 to run lines? Ok first of all Wess and i were the ones who stayed up all night while everyone else got to sleep and get their little vaginas cleaned out.So instead of sleeping we find ourselves running lines in the 100 degree plus wheather on 2 hours of sleep. So we are just walking around dragging our feet really just so we didn’t over work/do any real work because we didn’t feel like it after getting screwed royally.Wess and i sit down and make some LAN cables and just start talking about how we should have joined the air force and not the marines. After we are done talking and we head back to the DATA tent it seems like we get barraged with constant attacks of stupidity. Evening rolls around and Wess and i are starting to make plans of what we are going to do the next day when suddenly someone comes in and tells me that i am going to the field the next day to support artillery and air combat training procedures. I am like ok so why are you telling me this now. I could have gotten prepared for this shit like 2 days ago you asshole. The marine shakes his head and says iono i guess i forgot. I hate him at this point. And then when i go to find out the details of this operation i am told that i’m just setting up a laptop with a projector. Like someone else cant do this? WTF it basically does it itself. OMG how usless and meaningless this task is. Team 3 will not go together to this event but yet another man who is pretty cool. Him and I get along well. His name is Wolter pretty cool guy but he’s tall big and clumsy. After the operation brief we get an ass chewing from our boss or more so I get an ass chewing. Everyone gets looked down upon by our boss and he goes into the ass chewing telling us we are not as smart as we think we are and that we think we are premodonna’s and he looks at me and says I am the worst of all because i think i know everything. Which is false because i do know everything.lol  Anywho he begins to tell us how smart he is and how he used to do our exact same job and how he was the best out of everyone there ever was. Then he goes on to tell us that he’s forgotten more knowledge then we will ever know. I have no clue where he was going with this but i guess he’s cool and i’m not? whatever…At the end of the whole fiasco he doesn’t give us a chance to ask questions or anything and Wolter is pissed cuz he really wants to find out what the hell this was all about. So it finally ends and we all walk out pissed as hell and im thinking to myself that if he wants me to not be who i am and be a turd then fine i will. Wolter on the other hand was so pissed and infuriated that he began kicking shit and hitting stuff and then he darts real fast heading toward where our Boss is and i grab Wolter and he drags my ass until the fat puerto rican kid can grab onto him too. We get him calmed down and everything and let out a sigh of relief that Wolter didn’t go in there and beat the shit out of our Boss. As much as i want to see that i don’t want him to get into any trouble.After  Wolter had calmed down i made sure he went to sleep and after he had fallen asleep i also fell asleep. Whew another crazy day and another reason to hate my life. What awaits for us at Quackenbush i do not know but its sure to be fun? hahaha no!

Day 2

I wake up its hotter than shit and I’m already sweating at 530am. I turn sit up just in time to here someone say lights lights lights meaning wake the fuck up and get ready to work you punk bitches. Or just get up. So i slowly start to put on my socks and my shoes and shave my nasty face. After I am all done getting ready i grab my weapon and get my NVG’s (night vision goggles) and head outside for another formation so they can make sure nobody ran away and that our gear is still here. For some reason they dont care if your missing everything else as long as you have your rifle and goggles apparently you are good. Whatever…. Well about this time we get ready to go eat chow. I am excited because people have been ranting about how good the food is here and i can’t wait to dig in. We get there and i’m about to get my food i look over and i see some kind of biological sub species that seems to wiggle like jello and i guess its supposed to be eggs. Well i go ahead and ask for some of these alienated eggs and at the smell of them i shudder and goosebumps start to form on my arms and legs.Be afraid be very afraid.After the eggs we come to the bacon which looks like bacon but is actually a substitute piece of rubber painted brown only to be mistaken for bacon.After the slices of goodyear there comes the copy cat mcgriddles that when eaten become the mcpastey in my mouth. I have never tasted something that has ever in an instant deprived my body of any kind of liquid in my mouth. It took 4 glasses of water to feel like my mouth was working again.After the horrible food i went back over to work which is a good 10 minute walk in the sun.At about 8 pm its already about 90 degrees. So before you even start work your sweating your ass off. Well i get to my “work” area which is not even set up yet. So we get ready to put all this together today instead of doing it last night when it was nice and cool. Well by now its only 100 degrees and our boss “fag1″ we will call him. Contemplates where to put it and starts thinking to himself(this is a very hard process because of the fact that he doesn’t have a brain to process these “thoughts” like everyone else) So when he’s about to open his mouth he changes his mind. He looks at me and i think to myself ” i fucking hate you, don’t you say it, for the love of god be a man and just put this fucking tent up” and he say ” hey terriquez go ahead and set up one of the servers so we can get all this done faster.” I think to myself that this isn’t so bad. Or so i thought. Turns out to begin this the servers were missing the hard drive to them so when i turned it on and nothing loaded i was like wtf? So it took 2 seconds to kinda look over pulls the case where the hard drives do go and noticed hey there’s no fucking hard drives in this bitch. Heres where it gets kinda weird. We have the DATA hard drives that go to a safe that a RADIO is in charge of. So if i want these bitches i have to walk over to another area just to get these stupid things. And wouldn’t you know it that the time I am looking for this guy is the only time i cannot find him. This guy is easy to spot out of a crowd too. He is so dirty and so nasty that you look and your like whats that cloud of filth in the air and you know exactly who he is. Well it took me about and hour to find the king of the swamp children. And when i did he questioned me about why i needed these hard drives even though he knows damn well what the fuck i do for a living. This is a guy who thinks he is in charge but everyone just ignores him or looks at him like he’s retarded. I gave him #2. After a 10 minutes fiasco of me ignoring him while he talked and i was thinking about driving my car again. I had finally received what i came in search of. Yay i could now finally work on this stupid server.So i insert the hard drives and basically how this system is setup where you have to do minimal stuff to it. Sounds good in theory but hardly ever works out nicely. Well so i get everything loaded except exchange 2003 which is basically your email services. I go to install it and i remember why before this didnt work on another system kinda like this but i remember what my buddy joe told me is thats the only system he ever saw it on. So i proceeded to waste my time and go on with this thing to find out oh shit the same mother fucking problem. Then i think to myself “fuck im going to have to wipe this bitch” One problem was that when i tried to do this i realized i didnt have the right drivers so i couldnt install anything cuz the system couldnt read the hard drive. So basically I am fucked. I call Joe who is like a helper contractor guy with this and he is really cool and pretty smart. One of the few people i respect out here as far as civilians. He comes over and looks at me and laughs and knows exactly what I am about to say and says “these ones too?” I look over at him smile quickly and say ” You love fucking me over don’t you Joe?” then i laugh.He asks us to try it again to verify but i already know what going to happen but i give joe the benifit of the doubt and try it again and boom no worky still.About this time Wess sits down with me and joe steps out and me and wess start to bullshit and contemplate just burning these motherfucking god forsaken servers so we will never have to use them.And then as you would know it shits all going downhill from here and madness ensues.About at the end of the how stupid everything is and lets burn these fuckers to the ground discussion Joe comes back in and He basically goes on in to tell me that i we are going to have to use the other servers like we originally planned and shit.But the problem is that the person who told us to use these servers is someone who doesnt give a rats ass about our job and has no knowledge of it.So anyway through much discussion we get to use the other servers and everything seems very peachy up to this point.Well its getting late by this point and joe goes home to get ready to enjoy fathers day the next day. Well work was done for Joe but not for us. Fag1 goes on to make me and Wess aka team 3 go run lines to the other buildings around our so they will be able to connect to the servers that are not even up while he himself does the “work”. Team 3 runs the lines and get done pretty quick and come back and nothing has been done and shit is still broken as fuck. So me and Wess decide to draw a picture on our to do bored to show our frustration.And this was a note to end the day on.I leave you with this picture. Till day 3. P.S. I’m 3 million dollars liquidated  -my boss trying to prove something.

Prologuishness :  Hmmm spell check says thats not a word but whatever fuck it.Its a word now. This is basically a journal about my life for the next 2 to 9 maybe 10 months or longer if i deem so ncessary. I am not the best speller nor do i use quotations and other stuff like that properly so get the fuck over it and read on through. All of these a true events and are not meant to make fun of anyone but show you how fucked up shit can be.Enjoy!

Day 1

We get to work at 6am to form it up and all that fun stuff. I am tired from the night before because i was hanging out with my friend basically wondering why and how she got into the situation she was in.She deserves better but oh well.Shit happens.So I was running on 2 hours of sleep awaiting the final preparation to go out to the field out here in camp filson. So we form up and Data is ready to fucking roll everyone is there and we are super not motivated for shit but to go back to sleep. Basically its like this..Data is OFP ( own fucking program) meaning we do what we want when we want and dont care about anything that happens to us after. We do roll call like the good little school children we are treated like because they cant trust the people in charge of each section.ZOMG shit seems gay already doesnt it? After that horseshit we presume to do our own stuff like make final gear inspection and check.I realized that holy shit i need a new helmet so i go into the place we go to get it and get a brand new one and im like oh cool this rocks.Put it on and fits nicely with fresh pads and shit.Smooth sailing from here i thought.Oh how i was so wrong.So anyway i go back to the shop and we start packing our gear thinking we are moving out soon.Oh no not today Mister.First i take some of my guys to legal to get their stuff done and we come back and then as soon as we come back our boss tells us to go get our weapons so we are like oh ok kool.Little did we know that an hour and a half later that we would finally get our weapons because every other mother fucker was there also.Not only that but our bosses had done a room check and apparently nobodies rooms were clean and i was like what i cleaned my room.Apparently i had left a bag of trash in the middle of the freaking room by accident and i was like wow i lost my lunch to come back and clean this shit? yea basically thats what haapend.But not only me but about 14 other people too.Really gay.So after and hour of “cleaning”(standing around) After everyone is done we form it up and they give us 30 minutes for chow so we think immediately oo taco bell hell yea well we get there and the line is out to the door full of people and im like oh no fuck this shit.So we have no other choice but to go to the shoppette on base.Life sucks hard….. So after this we get back to the shop only to load the first batch of guys and little bit of gear.So we are like ok koolan hour will og by and they will drop them off and we will head out.Wrong again thats thinking to logically bad me bad! Well 4 hours later and we start getting ready to pack our shit and stuff.What happens is we start packing shit in a weird order nobody knows whats going on and people are just standing around like morons the whole time.I say fuck this grab some spray paint and start painting my desk.Why you ask? Prolly to get that wiff of paint or because i just love painting shit with kickass flat black spray paint.Or both? Well an hour goes by and my office is floating with paint fumes and shit.Im having a blast life is good and im starting to get a little high.I get light headed and im like whoa shit move away so i back off and get some fresh air tryin to avoid the toxic fumes.I notice people are still packing and it seems to have formed and assembly line.Except people are facing the wrong way and or not paying attention.I swear if you dont move these guys yourself its like they dont work at all.Fucking turds……So we start to almost get everything in and our boss decides its chow time so he gives us 30 minutes to eat yet again.So we rush down to carls jr and get some burgers and basically waste all our time getting and waiting for the food to get there.We get back and see the convoy there and think oh crap we dont have much time.We get out of the car and stuff our faces and then we see our boss drive away to chow himself.I think to myself ” WTF” (where the fuck) is he going?And why the hell did i just finish my 6 dollar burger in 5 bites.I could have enjoyed my sweetass time eating that bitch.” well im pissed cuz now i have a stomache ache from a meal that should have been savored and loved with all my mouths motions, but no that did not happen.Well my boss comes back and here i am in a humvee in flak and kevlar wich make everything like 21312321 times hotter.I hate my flak! Its new and it sucks cow testicles.So we get the to camp and first thing i notice is god damn its hotter than fuck out here and jeezus i hate the desert.And when we get there and get kinda settled in we look upon our data equipment and expect to set it up right away.But oh no we are not using the one we have been working on all of this time.Oh no that would be to easy and it would make sense.Instead they want us to use a system we had just checked out a couple days before that was not configured how we needed it nor was it even working write and it didnt have the right software either.Wow fuck me….Basically this was another unformentioned problem only revealed to us at the last minute ot fuck us over and send my world into a blazing heap of shit tasticle fucking sequent of events. I hate my life.To a certain person wow good job fucking moron >_< <– i will use these more often. So they tell us to go pick this pile of shit up form the people we rented it out from only to find out wow they are not at work.OMG no shit you fucking tards who is at works on a friday night besides our stupid asses? hmmm nobody! So 2 hours go by waiting for this stupid fucker and he shoes up in what seems to be close to a gay pride parade setup and im like oh gawd kill me now.Basically what happened next was pretty good in that we stuffed a whole shipping crate full of shit in about and hour or so.Maybe more i dont care.The shit sucked and my back hurt.I want to sleep.So we get back and all the shit is thrown into a fenced in area and stacked all nice and neat so the moon could see how tidy and clean we are.Like the mood fucking cares anyway.After all that we finally get to rest.Yay sleep.The only thinking good i could dream is to not wake up the next morining and listen and experience the wrath that is my life.Till day 2 bitches.