I was going through my old thread and found this.

http://www.hipforums.com/viewarchive.php3?FID=28&TID=47705&year=2002

It's good that I can look back on those good times and smile instead of feel sad now.

I'm moving on with my life. I even got a new girlfriend It's been 2 months since Stacy passed on and I'm starting to get my life back on the right track.

 

ahhh,
good times...

 

She hated this site till the end too. Loathed it.

 

well im very happy that your doing better

 

That thread was right around the time when I first found HipForums. Good times. Think I joined the 17th of May that year.

 

I posted differently back then. I actually took time to make good posts and threads. Once I found out no one really cared I quit doing that and just decided to be sarcastic.

 

Hey now, there are really people here that do indeed care, believe it or not.

 

Probably now, but not back then. At the max there may have been 10 people online max.

 

Ahhh, see, Hip Forums wasn't even a twinkle in my eye yet in 2002. I didn't come around until 2 years after that.

 

HaHa this was my third post ever on this site I got two juvenile responses. I was pissed.



Much to do about the military and war

OK first I'm going to start with a small story.

I had just gotten out of highschool I had no plans for the future, I had nothing saved up, and I was wondering well what in the hell am I going to do now. My choices were limited. college was out of the question at the time, my sister and friends had a couple of petty jobs lined up for me, and the band I was in Orpheus wasn't exactly destined for greatness at that time so I decided I wanted to get into the healthcare business and there wasn't anything in the area that would hire me except nursing homes wanting me as an aid or something.

Well anyway I had taken a little test in highschool my Senior year called the ASVAB. It's a Military IQ test I scored pretty high and the army recruiters started hounding me. At first I just ignored them, but they wouldn't leave me alone.

So there I was out of school chillin at home when the phone rings.

You guessed it I signed up for good ol Uncle Sam as a medic

I was shipped out to basic training that September 2000.
Wait let me retype that I was herded off to hell that September 2000. At that time I thought I was getting a free ride through college, guaranteed check every month, and the chance to see some cool places.

When all the brainwashing and hell was over I ended up working in a family health care clinic in Savannah GA giving shots and working with kids which I really am starting to like. I have a college lined up I can take for free. I got a great girlfriend, new car, I could still smoke pot thanks to my friend who works in pharmacy that can produce these really awesome pills that can clean your system out in an hour for those surprise piss tests. I was set, but what has to go and happen Sept 11. Not only a travesty in itself, but I new what was coming my way.
Luckily I haven't gone anywhere yet. The post I live on had a lot a special opperation types, and they are all gone(just the other day I signed a card for the family of one of
the soldiers that had lose his life just recently because he was from the same post I live on very sad) I know for a fact that as soon as things pick up the chances of me going
wayyyyy East is really likely.

It's easy to keep it in the back of your mind all day, but the reality of the situation is always there.

War is an unfortunate fact of life, and if I get called to do my job...I would do my best to use the skills I learned to save lives and help all the people I can, I still say make love not war.

Well thinks for reading my rant just thought I would give you guys a different perspective of it.

Peace out

 

And once again no one fucking cares... all well.

 

Not Good jumping to conclusions that fast... *g*

 

I learned a cool trick by just posting random shit to bump my thread when it starts to fade from existence.

 

why did she hate this site?

 

http://www.hipforums.com/viewarchive.php3?FID=25&TID=52277&year=2002


haha, lodog, i had you e shook

 

You can't be Fire Hydrant could you?

 

I'm confused. Old threads?

 

Yo listen, when I used that name, I was blazed up like 99% of the time. If I ever said anything that ticked you off, my bad man. I've honed my skills since then and have shit more under control now.

 

She hated the fact that so many women came to it.

She was very possesive.

 

Im very happy your doing better, you wife has passed and you know you can move on.

I gave up a lady I loved very much, divorced her over six years ago. After the first year I set out to find her, after about 4 months I got within two weeks of her trail and gave up.

A year later I did a google search on her name and found out she had a very bad accident in cali with a ex senator with coke involved, they were both life flighted and hes a veg and she got fucked up bad and I think she did a bit of time or still is in cali....I do miss the best friend I ever had.

So good luck.