Long time...
So, I guess it's been a while, huh? I suppose a quick update is in order. I successfully enlisted in the United States Marine Corps on 18 November; no birthday present quite like "the rest of your life." :-D Of course, when I told Erin she launched quite the litany of viscious responses for about a week. She didn't say something that could even be construed as meaning "Congratulations" until I yelled at her about it a week later. We are through, and she knows it, but she keeps begging for another chance. As if I haven't been begging her to take me seriously for the last couple years, now all of a sudden she realizes how obnoxious she's been. Well that's all fine and dandy, but we aren't going to be together again until a year from now (once I'm through with all my training) and there's know way in hell she's going to be able to make up for everything (MUCH MUCH more than this thing with the Corps; much more than I will bother putting in this journal) once I've had a chance to stew in my anger for that long. Bottom line: I don't feel like we've ever really been "friends," and I'm tired of living with soemone that hates everything I identify with. Of course, maybe the fact that I haven't yet been able to pull the plug is some kind of sign...?
When I told my family about my enlistment at Thanksgiving they were all crazy with enthusiasm. I had no idea that my uncle and one of my aunts both served in the Army. I was getting calls from them for a week afterwards whenever they'd think of a question that hadn't been asked at dinner! A few weeks later Ryan and I were just chillin' at Mom's and he told me that he was proud of me, and I started to cry. Not sobbing uncontrollably so much as just teary and sniffly. He's the only one that has said that. Sure Erin blathers it left and right nowadays in some worthlessly ineffective attempt to make up for all her other, more natural responses, but he's the only one that has said it and meantit.
So I am officially property of the United States Marine Corps. What a fantastic step in my life. I am so sick of the life I'm living now I just want to vomit. If I weren't so intent on being a Platoon Honorman at Boot I would just request a sooner ship date (right now I'm set for May 3). I am intent on being an Honorman though, so I need all the workout time I can get. All the other recruits in my Delayed Entry Program (DEP) pool are quite lax about it - well, except for the kid who is going into the infantry...who ran his 1.5 mile only 45 seconds faster than me last week *beams* - but I guess that's from having the luxury of simply signing on the dotted line rather than needing six months of training first. This weekend is the monthly "Pool Function:" some kind of overnight ski camp. I'm not really sure what it is, but I'm gonna go anyway. I thought the Pool Functions were required, but I guess the circumstances of this particular one allow us the option f participating or not. I just hope I don't wrap myself around a tree.
Hmm...I have to go to band soon; guess I'll finish this later.
When I told my family about my enlistment at Thanksgiving they were all crazy with enthusiasm. I had no idea that my uncle and one of my aunts both served in the Army. I was getting calls from them for a week afterwards whenever they'd think of a question that hadn't been asked at dinner! A few weeks later Ryan and I were just chillin' at Mom's and he told me that he was proud of me, and I started to cry. Not sobbing uncontrollably so much as just teary and sniffly. He's the only one that has said that. Sure Erin blathers it left and right nowadays in some worthlessly ineffective attempt to make up for all her other, more natural responses, but he's the only one that has said it and meantit.
So I am officially property of the United States Marine Corps. What a fantastic step in my life. I am so sick of the life I'm living now I just want to vomit. If I weren't so intent on being a Platoon Honorman at Boot I would just request a sooner ship date (right now I'm set for May 3). I am intent on being an Honorman though, so I need all the workout time I can get. All the other recruits in my Delayed Entry Program (DEP) pool are quite lax about it - well, except for the kid who is going into the infantry...who ran his 1.5 mile only 45 seconds faster than me last week *beams* - but I guess that's from having the luxury of simply signing on the dotted line rather than needing six months of training first. This weekend is the monthly "Pool Function:" some kind of overnight ski camp. I'm not really sure what it is, but I'm gonna go anyway. I thought the Pool Functions were required, but I guess the circumstances of this particular one allow us the option f participating or not. I just hope I don't wrap myself around a tree.
Hmm...I have to go to band soon; guess I'll finish this later.