September 5, 2007

This morning I started thinking about World War II, and somehow it got me to think about today’s armies. I mean, everytime I look at a picture of an American soldier in Afganistan/Iraq/whatever, I always get excited because the gadgets and equipment the soldier has on is looks really COOL. There’s the extra magazine cartridges strapped to the chest, the radio communicator on the neck, the M4A1 strapped oh so beautifully on the shoulder, the awesome looking pixel camoflauge, night vision goggles, and a lot of cool, high tech stuff. One soldier probably costs more than one Indonesian platoon!! Kidding!!!
Anyway, after I got on Google and started screwing around, I found this site, which is about French victories, hahaha!!! I just started looking around for Band of Brothers facts, like I usually do, when I remembered a joke I heard in a movie (forgot which one), about how the French army really sucks. So that’s how I got this site. Don’t understand why I’m laughing?? Click on the site and you’ll know. Good laugh, hahaha.
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September 1, 2007
“The Road Not Taken” is a poem by Robert Frost. It is one of my favorite poems because I really feel its meaning about choosing the paths of your life. Whenever we meet a crossroad in our life, we just have to trust ourselves to make the right choice, even if it is the hard one. Then looking back, we can reflect on that choice, for better or worse, and strive on ahead with life.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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