good times
The past week has been insane. For times sake i'll just cover the hallmarks.
I had my 15th birthday on wednesday, to which i have mixed feelings. On one hand, my parents sent me a new ipod( that i'm listening to right now!!). They also sent me a nice pretty chocolate cake! At first when the guard box called and told me that i had a package waiting for me, My immediate thought was that it was something useless and annoying like a notice or warning. However, when i heard it was cake I perked up considerably, and promply sprinted to the guard box.. After 5 others and myself had destroyed most of the cake, Pvt fletcher suggested that it would be a good idea to take the peice of cake to my PL (who PT'd me often for reasons of seal-dom) so that he might decide not to PT me. What me and my buddies didn't think about was that Bruelhart(PL) at that point had no idea that my birthday was that day. So, when I took the cake to Bruelhart with a cocky, ignorant smile He smiled took the cake and, as he was walking away, Looked back and put two and two together. " Glover is it your birthday?!?!?!" Doh!!!
The second incident happened yesterday. We all had a football game to attend and so i saw a group of my friends and headed over. So Nafus, SFC cariglio, contreras, Ledbetter, and bonhaff and me hung out in the bleachers all night. Got roudy, pissed off the constabulary, and other such shinanigans. By the end of the night we were all exhuasted. Now, i was cheifly awair that i had a formal inspection the next day. I had been ready for the inspection several days in advance and thought that i was done formalizing. All of the sudden my roommate comes in huffing and puffing and ORDERS me to help him formalize his side of the room. HE literally had done nothing to get ready for the inspection thus far. At first I was going to tell him that he was SOL but then my tired mind flashed-back to 2ndLT. Bruelhart informing me in specific that if my roommates side of the room looked like $#!T then i was going to get PT'd as well. So me and my roommate stayed awake until three this morning, got screamed at by a small, civy wearing, mustacio'd man who we later found out was the night TAC.Just to wake up this morning and get inspected this morning.
Our room Got giged alot during the inspection but we also earned several merits for various rifle tricks, knowledge, and wily banter with our inspector. soon enough it was over and as it turns out, because of our multiple merits, we actually did better then almost all of our RAT buddies. After the inspection we had a Parade. Which isn't nearly as exciting as it sounds but One of the coommandants annoucements afterwards made my entire troop happy. My RAT-daddy finally turned to a private and so our entire troop rushed up afterwards to hoist him up Since he considers me his protoge, he gave me his RAT belt buckle and I will wear it proudly.
Other than that, life in Roswel is normal and the corps is still feeling strong and motivated.
I had my 15th birthday on wednesday, to which i have mixed feelings. On one hand, my parents sent me a new ipod( that i'm listening to right now!!). They also sent me a nice pretty chocolate cake! At first when the guard box called and told me that i had a package waiting for me, My immediate thought was that it was something useless and annoying like a notice or warning. However, when i heard it was cake I perked up considerably, and promply sprinted to the guard box.. After 5 others and myself had destroyed most of the cake, Pvt fletcher suggested that it would be a good idea to take the peice of cake to my PL (who PT'd me often for reasons of seal-dom) so that he might decide not to PT me. What me and my buddies didn't think about was that Bruelhart(PL) at that point had no idea that my birthday was that day. So, when I took the cake to Bruelhart with a cocky, ignorant smile He smiled took the cake and, as he was walking away, Looked back and put two and two together. " Glover is it your birthday?!?!?!" Doh!!!
The second incident happened yesterday. We all had a football game to attend and so i saw a group of my friends and headed over. So Nafus, SFC cariglio, contreras, Ledbetter, and bonhaff and me hung out in the bleachers all night. Got roudy, pissed off the constabulary, and other such shinanigans. By the end of the night we were all exhuasted. Now, i was cheifly awair that i had a formal inspection the next day. I had been ready for the inspection several days in advance and thought that i was done formalizing. All of the sudden my roommate comes in huffing and puffing and ORDERS me to help him formalize his side of the room. HE literally had done nothing to get ready for the inspection thus far. At first I was going to tell him that he was SOL but then my tired mind flashed-back to 2ndLT. Bruelhart informing me in specific that if my roommates side of the room looked like $#!T then i was going to get PT'd as well. So me and my roommate stayed awake until three this morning, got screamed at by a small, civy wearing, mustacio'd man who we later found out was the night TAC.Just to wake up this morning and get inspected this morning.
Our room Got giged alot during the inspection but we also earned several merits for various rifle tricks, knowledge, and wily banter with our inspector. soon enough it was over and as it turns out, because of our multiple merits, we actually did better then almost all of our RAT buddies. After the inspection we had a Parade. Which isn't nearly as exciting as it sounds but One of the coommandants annoucements afterwards made my entire troop happy. My RAT-daddy finally turned to a private and so our entire troop rushed up afterwards to hoist him up Since he considers me his protoge, he gave me his RAT belt buckle and I will wear it proudly.
Other than that, life in Roswel is normal and the corps is still feeling strong and motivated.