My Old Blog, A History Of Crazy

My old blog, a history of crazy

will miss the following things:

Some of my best friends: Bob, jessica,
adam, mary, my frat brothers.  You guys
have no idea how much you mean to me. 
You made this last year tollerable. 

My freedom: I have been able to do pretty
much whatever I wanted whenever I wanted to do it.  I suppose when I actually get to cali I will
have more shit to do but in all honesty I don't think a whole lot will change.

Goals: Survive grunt life.  Prove to myself what I am made of. 

Eventually I will be back.  The plan for now is to move out to Cali,
focus on training and learning my job plus getting back into better shape.  I assume I will be deploying to Iraq later
this year, most likely around august or september.  Thats only a best guess though.  Who knows.

By the time I get back to Cleveland: You
bitches better be ready.  I'm gonna have
a lot of stress to work off.

My family. 
You know who you are.  My sibs, my
parents, my cousins.  A few of my aunts
and uncles.  The ones I actually give a
shit about.  Everything I do, I do to
make you guys proud.  You mean more to me
then you will ever know.

Fuck the following people, to be later

People that never gave me a chance.

People that didn't bother to get to know

People I didn't bother to get to know.

Everyone who ever doubted or judged me.

People I faked nice for.

Pretty much everyone outside of my best friends.  You know who you are.

(Jessica, Adam, Bob, Mary, Kirsten, Dan,
Eric, Old guy marine, Square Casanovas, Just about everyone in delta sig, the
few awesome Delta Omega chicks, my little sibs and my big sister, Kevin, Kelly
and all my cousins on my moms side that I know so well, my aunt collen and
uncle don, the Okinawa crew, the crew of two-six meu I'm still tight with,
Peabodies crew that have been cool to me, the tsl board kids I have met, anyone
who has ever inspired me to make myself better. 
My immediate family forever.)

If I missed you, I'm sorry.  But in all reality, you should know by now if
I actually like you. 

I fucking love each and every last one of
you.  For reals.

Michael Jay "busdriver" Mrowca

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Subject : California Countdown

Posted Date: : Jan 23, 2007 12:47 PM

Word from the top finally came through:

On February 19th, 2007, I will report for
duty to 1st battalion, 7th Marines, 1st Marine Division at the Marine Corps Air
Ground Combat Center, 29 Palms, California. 
My best guess is that I will be weapons company, 81's platoon. 

No idea when they are shipping off to Iraq,
however they returned from Iraq last September so I would guess sometime before
or around this next September.

This means I will be leaving Cleveland
around the 10th of February to make my cross country trip to California.  The plan is to take about 4 days driving
cross country to see some old friends and this great country I'm serving.  The reason I am leaving so soon is so that I
can get established in the area and have plenty of time to take care of any
last minute issues that may pop up.

I am leaving indefinitely.  I don't know when or if I will return to
Cleveland.  Granted, I will be back to
visit from time to time, but not on any long term basis. 

I have no set plans for any kind of going
away party or any shit like that.  In all
honesty, it will probably be fairly private with some of my closest
friends.  I hate long good byes, so
please don't remind me every time you see me for the next 3 weeks how much you
will miss me when I do finally leave. 

So give me a call if you want to get a
drink some time.

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Subject : people are stupid

Posted Date: : Dec 11, 2006 6:36 AM

I really don't like most people.

My contempt for ignorance and vapidness
almost always outweighs my desire to meet new and interesting people.

I judge people solely on their
appearance.  I think I'm actually pretty
good at it.  So far, none of my friends
are morons.

There isn't a politically correct bone

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