My name is Greg. Most know me for being the kid that didn't care much for what was happening before, so he went around blowing things up, causing havac that his parents never knew about and has had a hard time just finding himself. So to try to find myself, I decided to join the Marines. Or at least find a place in the world. I guess I am still looking, but I hope to find it soon. It seems like to me, I am running out of time. I have the greatest of friends though. Some new and some old. But they have proven many time over that they are worth more than anything else in this world. And I am glad to have them. My family is great. They have stuck by me in everything. I am sure many times wondering if I will ever do what the rest of them have done. I still don't know. I felt I would, but I soon realized that many things in my life are different from theirs to do such things. There is only one thing I have ever regreted in my life. And if I could change it to take the pain it caused away for those that it hurt, I would. But the past is the past. And I am over it. I guess they one thing I hope in life is to no longer be afraid of what I do in life. I worry. I am afraid what others think. As much as I hate to admit it, it's true. But I will do anything I can to get over it. And maybe I will one day. But I'm here. I'm living. And thats what I must look at now. If I do that, then maybe, I will be able to change somethings.