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I'm leaving in five hours. I'm zen, cleaning up my room, doing laundry, finishing my packing. Honestly I was more anxious last night than I am right now. And the constant talking I did yesterday really helped, too. Three separate, multiple hour meals with three different parties. People think I'm ready. I think I'm ready. I'm about as prepared as you can possibly get. And I'm already in good enough physical condition in regards to the PT tests required to pass TO. Well. Pass. So I get to just focus not on 'OMG CAN I PASS THIS', I get to focus on 'How much better can I make myself, further I can push myself'. I want to max the tests for graduation. It won't be too hard, I just need to be able to do 46 push ups in two minutes, I do 22. 78 sit ups, I do 53. Two mile run in 15:36, I run 18:35. In 12 weeks? I got that. And in doing so, I'll be in a much, much better place to get a good duty station. It's not a guarantee to Germany? But my higher ups will push for me.
my brother's on his way over for brunch with me and my mother. He leaves November 7th. My mother's been doing a lot of crying, needless to say. I do dread when I leave, but it's not really avoidable.
I probably won't be posting again until I come back for winter exodus, roughly two months from now. So this is goodbye for now, kids. Love you all.
Brb, Army.
my brother's on his way over for brunch with me and my mother. He leaves November 7th. My mother's been doing a lot of crying, needless to say. I do dread when I leave, but it's not really avoidable.
I probably won't be posting again until I come back for winter exodus, roughly two months from now. So this is goodbye for now, kids. Love you all.
Brb, Army.