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Hello, all. A lot has happened. I'll do this categorically.
Work(Civi): I'm getting a promotion! Woohoo!! I started training as a CADH. Victor started me off last week and I think it's pretty cool. It's going to be a little awkward if I ever CDH when he's cashiering. He's all-knowing and I'll be a cherry CDH.
School: I'm getting a little stressed with trying to balance my social life, work and school. I scrambled to get my English binder together, tonight. I'm on the final stretch. Only two and a half months left.
Social life: I'm pretty content with this sector. Christine is having a party on Saturday, to which I will be fashionably late. My friends are getting along pretty well. I had a fun time at Amy's a while back. Psst. I'll let you in on a secret. I revealed myself, that night. All the girls wanted to see my peepee in exchange for a flash, so why not? I'm secure with myself. I think
Victor was dissappointed a little when I told him my attrocity. ;)
Work(military): Last weekend was sickeningly easy. I certainly hope basic training is nothing like that. In the morning, we barely did any PT. I must have only done like 20 push-ups. What the hell is that? All we did was run and even that was easy. All the whiney privates were complaining. Why did they join if they couldn't run. My company, Alpha, got chowtime sugar priviledges taken away because people had to fallout during the 3 mile run (it was a freakin' jog). Ugh. I did have some fun, however. We went on a tactical road march with the M16s. We got to play infantry grunt with squad tactics and the 3-5 second rush. (I'm up! He sees me! I'm down!) We camouflaged and practiced challenge of password. We also disassembled and assembled the M16A2. I was the best in my squad. We had a timed competition, but I lost because one of the reciever pins was rusty and difficult to remove. Oh, well.
In a chat room, today,
Mish and
Liz made me feel so proud to have joined the service. It really touched me that they had so many good things to say. Some of my other friends do nothing but put it down. It's depressing to know that some people just don't care. Soldiers, Airmen, Sailors, and Marines die for them and they don't give a shit. I listened to the song "American Soldiers" by Toby Keith and I got a bit emotional. Listen to it sometime, people. You may not like it, but it means something to me.
Work(Civi): I'm getting a promotion! Woohoo!! I started training as a CADH. Victor started me off last week and I think it's pretty cool. It's going to be a little awkward if I ever CDH when he's cashiering. He's all-knowing and I'll be a cherry CDH.
School: I'm getting a little stressed with trying to balance my social life, work and school. I scrambled to get my English binder together, tonight. I'm on the final stretch. Only two and a half months left.
Social life: I'm pretty content with this sector. Christine is having a party on Saturday, to which I will be fashionably late. My friends are getting along pretty well. I had a fun time at Amy's a while back. Psst. I'll let you in on a secret. I revealed myself, that night. All the girls wanted to see my peepee in exchange for a flash, so why not? I'm secure with myself. I think
Victor was dissappointed a little when I told him my attrocity. ;)
Work(military): Last weekend was sickeningly easy. I certainly hope basic training is nothing like that. In the morning, we barely did any PT. I must have only done like 20 push-ups. What the hell is that? All we did was run and even that was easy. All the whiney privates were complaining. Why did they join if they couldn't run. My company, Alpha, got chowtime sugar priviledges taken away because people had to fallout during the 3 mile run (it was a freakin' jog). Ugh. I did have some fun, however. We went on a tactical road march with the M16s. We got to play infantry grunt with squad tactics and the 3-5 second rush. (I'm up! He sees me! I'm down!) We camouflaged and practiced challenge of password. We also disassembled and assembled the M16A2. I was the best in my squad. We had a timed competition, but I lost because one of the reciever pins was rusty and difficult to remove. Oh, well.
In a chat room, today,
Mish and
Liz made me feel so proud to have joined the service. It really touched me that they had so many good things to say. Some of my other friends do nothing but put it down. It's depressing to know that some people just don't care. Soldiers, Airmen, Sailors, and Marines die for them and they don't give a shit. I listened to the song "American Soldiers" by Toby Keith and I got a bit emotional. Listen to it sometime, people. You may not like it, but it means something to me.