- Okay, update: I started in the army, and during the last patrol drill in october, I tipped over with 57 kg of gear and broke a little bittle bone in my foot, resulting in me spending 30 days with some devilish contrapment on which kept me from walking, running and straining my foot in any way. This put me on sick leave from the army. And when I finnally got back in uniform, the others were 30 days ahead of me in horsemanship training, so i stressed tottally, slipped off the horses without them doing anything for it. and got sent home on something called psycological inadiquince(I think). this meant that I would have to find myself a civilian life..
I have been home since, and now, I finnally got myself some work at a school, as a Sub. This however is only untill August where I hope to join a Diaconal school, and after four years there, I would be ready to work in homes for adolecent criminals, addicts, people with eating disorders and such.
Oh yeah .. I can be deep :b






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