decision

I dreamt about the army again. Absolutely no idea why since my brain has just been focusing strictly on Laplace and Fourier theorems for maths.

It was something about me thinking that this field camp is fucking dumb, I'm leaving. and then I saw Brandon. and he told me he wanted to leave also because this exercise was really damn lame. then he gave some lame as hell excuse as usual and left. (like typical Brandon) I fell asleep (yes i fell asleep in my own dream) and woke up and everyone was around me. then I got fucked by my CSM and he was threatening to give me some harsh discipline when we went back to the company. I was so pissed because Brandon didn't receive any shit even though he was equally guilty! I felt all the injustice of the world, something not uncommon during my actual service for my nation. I mouthed my last words:

"I will not be in your 414. Fuck you."

and then I woke up. wow. life decisions come to me in dreams.