I really don’t know how my sister and I are siblings.
She’s all up into this Army business – she’s 16 and just got back from one of those cadet summer camp things.
I’m so against anything that involves potentially killing people, I should probably go hippy-fy myself. (Oh right, I’m going to Hempfest after work today. Yeeeeah.)
Somehow, we grew up in the same household with the same set of values.
I just never understood the appeal of wanting to go out and put myself in danger in order to force the American ideals on hapless countries.
Granted, if she’d wanted to be reserve, or Coast Guard, then maybe – defend your home in time of need and save people.
But this – this is so foreign to me.
Guess we’re just different.
