I don't have much of a life anymore
I'm done with my training. Yep done. All I have is a freaking PT test. Damn I hate them. Tomorrow morning will decide my fate. Will I arrive back in time? Hell yeah, I don't care what I have to do, I'm coming home this Friday!
We've pretty much been bumming around the barracks, doing paperwork from time to time. Pretty much doing nothing at all.
Lynch (one of my roommates) finally got his chaptering paperwork, thank the gods, and is gone! Walker calls him Private Waste of Oxygen, and is quite accurate in her naming. Lynch I think has a good heart but the mentality of a nine year old, he just isn't suited for the army. In his time here he has managed to get into more trouble than you can imagine, making the same mistakes over and over again, yet still doesn't understand why drill sergeants give him a hard time.
Well anyway, the countdown is coming to an end, my evil shall return to the west coast in a few short days, I can't wait. Hooah!
Damn you PT test!!!!
We've pretty much been bumming around the barracks, doing paperwork from time to time. Pretty much doing nothing at all.
Lynch (one of my roommates) finally got his chaptering paperwork, thank the gods, and is gone! Walker calls him Private Waste of Oxygen, and is quite accurate in her naming. Lynch I think has a good heart but the mentality of a nine year old, he just isn't suited for the army. In his time here he has managed to get into more trouble than you can imagine, making the same mistakes over and over again, yet still doesn't understand why drill sergeants give him a hard time.
Well anyway, the countdown is coming to an end, my evil shall return to the west coast in a few short days, I can't wait. Hooah!
Damn you PT test!!!!