Hooah!...

Last night I was watching a television program on Discovery Channel about soldiers who were training to be U.S. Navy SEALs. It wasn't even actual SEALs training. It was the weeding out process. I suppose because of movies I have always wanted to be a SEAL because they know how to fight and blow stuff up and everything cool.
But when I saw how hard the SEALs have to train and how stiff the selection process is, I knew I would never make it.
Now firstly, I can't get in because I'm not a U.S. citizen and also, my eyesight is shot. I don't make the minimum eye sight standards for the SEALs but anyway, Hell Week is really hard. Imagine getting 2 hours sleep in a whole week and during your waking hours you're running and doing pushups and sitting in cold water.
Well it was a nice dream, but sorry SEALs, you won't be seeing me anytime soon! [Yeah, as if they're really missing the chubby boy who's picky about what he eats!]
Still...how cool would it be to be a SEAL, or a Green Beret or Army Ranger or Marine Recon or S.A.S. or any of the other Special Forces around the world? I've loved the commandos ever since I read a comic book about frogmen (UDT teams) during World War II.
Oh well, that's my entry for today. Laterz.