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Okay, so here's attempt two... I'd say its been a while since I updated but I did it yesterday. Yesterday's was suppose to be a lot longer but i tiny mishap took place and it was downhill from there. The only reason I was updating it was because I had been stuck in my room all day (compliments of Jeanne) and was bored!
(phone rings)
Rod: Hello
Voice: Hi, May I speak to Mr. Rod Smith
Rod: It's me West, you called my cell phone! What's up?
West:How ya doin? Listen, I'm just calling to make sure you heard the game was moved up
To when?
To 1130, you have to be there at 0830
Eight Thirty!?! Why is the game is moved up?
Cause of Jeanne
Well who is Jeanne and why are we moving the game for her?
Jeanne is a category three hurricane that is...
ANOTHER FUCKING HURRICANE!!
So yea, Welcome to the Plywood State
Wish You Were Here
Other than that, things have been pretty good. ROTC is making me all buff and stuff! Arms are getting bigger, gaining weight, abs even more defined! ROTC is soo different than that shit we did in high school. We've got Physical Training at 0530 Tuesday mornings, aside from the PT we suppose to do on our own. We've got a class at 0725, as well as muster 1400. We've got mandatory Drill Team, Color Guard, and Sail Team practices. We have to stand watches. And we've got a Gunnery Sergeant who make Lasseter's punk ass shit his pants and cry! But it's all good... casue the paychecks and parties more than make up for it! But aside from ROTC school is pretty easy. But if I had to give some advice to everyone coming:
The 7 Tips for Highly Effective College Students:
1. GO TO CLASS!! Hell, you'er paying for it!
2. Never read for class with anything less than a highlighter and a pen.
3. Always carry a toothbrush! ALWAYS!
4. Budget! You're Broke!
5. Deodorant is your friend!
6. Get into a workout schedule! Freshman 15 is a threat! So is sophomore for some of these girls...
7. Watch where you park your car!
Speaking of parking your car... Funny story about Saturday night.. FIrst of all, women are fickle, not to say that all of you are, but all of you can be! My boy Ex calls me and says his girls wants to go out tonight. Because I'm the one who always knows of parties (yeah right) it is now my responsibility to find him, his girl, and some of her friends something to do that night. Fine. What are they looking for. "They want to go dancing". Okay, I make a few calls and I get everyone's names of the guest list for one of the best clubs in Gainesville, which really doesn't say much for the club. "It's Done, We're on the VIP list for SKYY". "Well they say they don't want to go dancing anymore, but want to go to a house party". WTF. Fine, I make some calls and an hour later I find us a party. I go to meet the girls so we can leave, and I'll be damned if 15 people didn't come out of that dorm room to go to this party. WOW. Anyway, we get to the party, well, we brought the party, and its cool, we're having a good time, Keg flowing, music playing, girl to guy ratio, 3:1, but then... the police come... wait.. no.. those are rent-a-cops, we have to leave anyway.
Now pay attention cause here's where the night takes a horrible turn... As we walk outside, Me, Exline, his girl, and the rest of the girl's floor, I realize my car is missing. How does a whole car dissappear? I don't know! I didn't have that much to drink (1 beer), and even then I hadn't drank for about 3 hours! So I knew I didn't just lose the car. Meanwhile, a drunken companion is laughing his ass off! So I screaming my car was stolen, until someone who lives around there says they saw a White Honda get towed earlier tonight. AIN'T THAT A BITCH! Why? because I was backed in and the "Roam Towing" could easily see that I didn't have a decal and wasn't parked in visitor's parking. HOWEVER the damn sign that says there is a visitor's parking was blown down during Frances! Not to mention the parking was past the damn house so its not like we would have seen it. But whatever, I got screwed out of 80 dollars and if it were up to me and punch that fat ass rent-a-cop right in gut so hard that he shits out his large intestines! But, I'm okay now... really.
It makes the day all the better when you can come home and see that little window on your computer that has only two words to make your day better: "Obicham te". Or to see that bright blue background from Anita with words simply saying: "ROD!! i luv u".
To My Bestest Friends Of Life
Kalina and Anita
Well this is all that I really want to type, cause I have homework to do. But everyone who reads this, Please a message so I know this wasn't typed for nothing! Let me know that through my rambling I have touched your life in some special way. Or that I haven't. Whatever!
/R
MIDN 4/C Smith, Roderick L.
NROTC Univ. of Florida
Haha... Boredom!
(phone rings)
Rod: Hello
Voice: Hi, May I speak to Mr. Rod Smith
Rod: It's me West, you called my cell phone! What's up?
West:How ya doin? Listen, I'm just calling to make sure you heard the game was moved up
To when?
To 1130, you have to be there at 0830
Eight Thirty!?! Why is the game is moved up?
Cause of Jeanne
Well who is Jeanne and why are we moving the game for her?
Jeanne is a category three hurricane that is...
ANOTHER FUCKING HURRICANE!!
So yea, Welcome to the Plywood State
Wish You Were Here
Other than that, things have been pretty good. ROTC is making me all buff and stuff! Arms are getting bigger, gaining weight, abs even more defined! ROTC is soo different than that shit we did in high school. We've got Physical Training at 0530 Tuesday mornings, aside from the PT we suppose to do on our own. We've got a class at 0725, as well as muster 1400. We've got mandatory Drill Team, Color Guard, and Sail Team practices. We have to stand watches. And we've got a Gunnery Sergeant who make Lasseter's punk ass shit his pants and cry! But it's all good... casue the paychecks and parties more than make up for it! But aside from ROTC school is pretty easy. But if I had to give some advice to everyone coming:
The 7 Tips for Highly Effective College Students:
1. GO TO CLASS!! Hell, you'er paying for it!
2. Never read for class with anything less than a highlighter and a pen.
3. Always carry a toothbrush! ALWAYS!
4. Budget! You're Broke!
5. Deodorant is your friend!
6. Get into a workout schedule! Freshman 15 is a threat! So is sophomore for some of these girls...
7. Watch where you park your car!
Speaking of parking your car... Funny story about Saturday night.. FIrst of all, women are fickle, not to say that all of you are, but all of you can be! My boy Ex calls me and says his girls wants to go out tonight. Because I'm the one who always knows of parties (yeah right) it is now my responsibility to find him, his girl, and some of her friends something to do that night. Fine. What are they looking for. "They want to go dancing". Okay, I make a few calls and I get everyone's names of the guest list for one of the best clubs in Gainesville, which really doesn't say much for the club. "It's Done, We're on the VIP list for SKYY". "Well they say they don't want to go dancing anymore, but want to go to a house party". WTF. Fine, I make some calls and an hour later I find us a party. I go to meet the girls so we can leave, and I'll be damned if 15 people didn't come out of that dorm room to go to this party. WOW. Anyway, we get to the party, well, we brought the party, and its cool, we're having a good time, Keg flowing, music playing, girl to guy ratio, 3:1, but then... the police come... wait.. no.. those are rent-a-cops, we have to leave anyway.
Now pay attention cause here's where the night takes a horrible turn... As we walk outside, Me, Exline, his girl, and the rest of the girl's floor, I realize my car is missing. How does a whole car dissappear? I don't know! I didn't have that much to drink (1 beer), and even then I hadn't drank for about 3 hours! So I knew I didn't just lose the car. Meanwhile, a drunken companion is laughing his ass off! So I screaming my car was stolen, until someone who lives around there says they saw a White Honda get towed earlier tonight. AIN'T THAT A BITCH! Why? because I was backed in and the "Roam Towing" could easily see that I didn't have a decal and wasn't parked in visitor's parking. HOWEVER the damn sign that says there is a visitor's parking was blown down during Frances! Not to mention the parking was past the damn house so its not like we would have seen it. But whatever, I got screwed out of 80 dollars and if it were up to me and punch that fat ass rent-a-cop right in gut so hard that he shits out his large intestines! But, I'm okay now... really.
It makes the day all the better when you can come home and see that little window on your computer that has only two words to make your day better: "Obicham te". Or to see that bright blue background from Anita with words simply saying: "ROD!! i luv u".
To My Bestest Friends Of Life
Kalina and Anita
Well this is all that I really want to type, cause I have homework to do. But everyone who reads this, Please a message so I know this wasn't typed for nothing! Let me know that through my rambling I have touched your life in some special way. Or that I haven't. Whatever!
/R
MIDN 4/C Smith, Roderick L.
NROTC Univ. of Florida
Haha... Boredom!