Attention Ladies: Stop Your Whining.

Everyone wants to hang out and meet the Iceman, I know. However, if while I am home, you make little to no effort to hang out, do not fucking talk to me about it. I understand that some of my friends could not get in touch with me or that whatever drama was going on prevented any time from seeing me, but if you chose to go to some sleazy party you could go to any time of the year instead, or you did not want to come to my get-together the last night I was home because you did not dye your fucking hair, DO NOT pester me with text messages and phone calls saying, "You left already? Aw I didn't get to meet you! When are you coming back again?" It is likely I will not tell you the next time I am coming home because it seems to me you do not give half a fuck about hanging out with me. Let us just hope that I do not deploy and die before I get another chance to go home.

Also, for fucking sakes. I see my friends twice a year, a few days in total. My friends are the reason I have not put a bullet in my head because of depression. If you are going to ignore my friends during the majority of the year, stop bitching when they spend time with me. You did not want to spend time with them, but now you are going to bitch about them "spending too much time with me." You knew where they were at, and unless your name is Leo Postovoit or Michael Latimer, you were more than welcome to come hang out with me as well. If you did not want to be around me, shut the fuck up and let me see my friends those few days I get to twice a year. You have about 320 days of the year I do not get to see them to hang out with them. They are the only friends that have not forgotten about me since I left. So if you do not want to be with them at the time because they are hanging out with me, shut the fuck up.




Have an airborne day,
565 Airborne, out.