Soldiers are not smart...

So I just finished my first week of Hazmat Transportation school. Possibly the easiest thing I have done in a very long time. It requires reading, basic math skills and the ability to turn pages of a book. I aced both of my tests easily. We were given two hours for each test. I usually finished in around 20 or 30 minutes. What a joke.

What's hilarious is that many of the soldiers in this class are struggling with the material. All you have to do is simple referencing. You look something up, read what it says and do what the reading material tells you. Too easy. All I can do is shake my head and laugh at some of these people. Many of them are NCOs. How are they able to train and lead soldiers when they are close to being brain dead???

It's times like these when I know there is no way I'm staying in the military. I'm often accused of being a cocky... but honestly, I'm way to fucking smart for this place. My vocabulary has suffered because I'm forced to dumb down my language to communicate with 99 percent of my co-workers. It's frustrating to say the least.

All I'm doing is counting down the days. My only goal in the Army right now is to not die. I remember when I used to have passion and ambition. I can't wait until I get that back.

In other news, I seem to have blown another opportunity at a personal relationship. Maybe I'm being too stubborn, but I refuse to compete with another guy for a woman's affection. It's all just too much drama and bullshit for me to be able to handle. For now I'll be content playing with my housemate's dog, playing religion wars with Op2, expanding the influence of TSF and generally being awesome.

I'm also looking forward to going to my best friend Kelly's wedding. I'm glad to see her happy and that she found someone that she wants to spend the rest of her life with. I often pray for my friends and family and makes me ecstatic to see them succeed. I admit that the wedding will be awkward for me because there will be many people there that I used to be friends with. I have grown and changed a ton since I have joined the Army. Many of them probably won't like me. I really don't have much tolerance for nostalgia and all that bullshit... and I hate talking about my job. Butter will probably understand though... as long as he is prepared for Navy jokes. But it's all in good fun.

That's it for now. Looking forward to a fun and relaxing weekend at the TSF house.

TSF Op1-Trenches, out.