First Day

Well I have never been any good at writing anything ever in my life. When I went into the Army I wasn't very good at writing letters and then when I went on my mission I was even worse, if that is possible. When I went to Iraq it would be days before anyone even knew where I was or what I was doing. I came home and all my family knew was that I was hurt while in Iraq. Then they heard I was in Germany. Then they got a call from me while I was hopping flights across the U.S. trying to get back to Washington. Well needless to say I don't do very well with the whole writing, I have never even kept a consistent journal. This will probably go the way of all my other endeavors, short-lived and boring. However, we will give it a try to see what may come out of this. If nothing else at least I will learn to type a lot better than I do right now.
First, I should allow myself to, uh, introduce myself. I am Ben Hubert. I am 26 years old living in Utah, with my wife, whom I have known for 21 years now. I will will also tell a brief history, at least a little bit that I didn't cover in my introduction. I was born and raised in Utah. I have spent most of life in Utah. However, over the last ten years i have spent more time out of Utah than I have in it. At age 17, I enlisted in the service of the great Army of the United States. After a brief stint of training in Oklahoma, I returned to finish out my high school senior year. Then after graduation I was shipped to Missouri where they taught me how to not die while driving a truck. Very, very, exhilarating, I would recommend this to anyone who is bored of their own life. After completing my training I then took a leave of absence from the service to a service of another kind. This time my service would be to the Lord and to the blessed people of New Jersey, a wonderful state full of rich beautiful heritage and, uh, smokestacks, I guess.
I served my time in New Jersey even against many forces compelling me to other loftier goals of the flesh. When I returned home I was able to spend a few months at home while trying to readjust to normal civilian life. Although I never really got the chance to change from the military to the civilian world before going to New Jersey, but i was going to try. Before I could do much transitioning of anything I was then called to serve in the Great War of the Middle East, my dramatic attempt to make it sound AWESOME. I served for 6 months in Iraq from April of 03' to September of 03' whereupon I tore up my shoulder and was sent back to the states to recuperate. I then spent the next year and couple months in physical rehabilitation, which reminded me a lot of some of the torture methods used in the Middle East. Ha Ha.
After all of my time healing back to 60% of what I once was the Army thanked me for my service by releasing me with no chance of reenlisting. So thank you so very much for leaving me half a person with no chance of returning to the really the only thing I had ever really done. I moved to Idaho to be with my wife whom I had married in January of 04' and then lived with for three months before she returned to Idaho to finish her schooling. So we lived in Idaho, Rexburg that nice little town in Idaho, after she graduated we moved back to Utah. She got a job as a substitute teacher, which pays you just over minimum wage, IF, you have a college degree. I worked as a waiter at a restaurant, while waiting for Lauren to decide if she wanted to stay here or go to Las Vegas to get a job. We decided to stay in Utah so we moved out to the west side of the valley and have stayed here. Lauren now teaches 8th grade English and I am currently going to school at SLCC, yea for me, and working two jobs. I keep a job as a waiter because I like people, and I landed my, almost, dream job. I am working at Western Gardens on 41st south and 40th west. I have gained a live of plants from somewhere. I like the feeling of helping something so delicate as a seedling growing into something as awesome and powerful as a Giant Redwood.
I have many lofty goals and delusions of grandeur for what I want in life and I think that even though I need to let some of these things go, like becoming Superman or being able to name my first born Kal-El. I am studying a Biology degree and hopefully one day will be able to complete and then apply to Medical School and be able to continue on with my learnings. But, my dream would be to be granted an apprenticeship as a Bonsai Learner to one of the great Masters in Japan. Then I would live the rest of my life in a tiny forest of giant trees.
Hopefully this has given you the reader some insight as to who I am and how I think. Let's see how long I can keep this going.