I may come off as a strange person because of my slightly less-than-average life growing up. My family is close-knit, yet so sarcastic it borderlines sardonic. And I blame this entirely on my father, in both senses of the word. If you couldn't guess from that last sentence, my dad's a pastor, and has been since before he retired from the Army (I'm both an Army brat, and a Pastor's kid... what a combo, eh?).
More so, I decided to follow in his footsteps in the latter, serving my country with fervor and insanity... for six years. While I'm glad to for the opportunities granted to me, my service left me somewhat broken physically. I'm trying to build myself back to some type of 'fit' shape, but it's a slow process and I've still got a long way to go.
And, to top it all off, I'm back in school trying to earn a really expensive piece of paper that says I can sit in a classroom and 'learn' things... Great.