the madness is finally ending
well, i just finished up my last day as 3rd squad leader. in the time i have been here, i have had 6 different billets/jobs. most people have an average of 3. mess night was crazy on tuesday. a whole company of marines sitting around eating prime rib and cheesecake, with five glasses in front of us, four of which were for "toasting" with wine and port. after something like 4 hours, they released us to the bar, and then the fun really began. i was in the bar until almost 3, when i realized that one of my roommates was in need of a wingman. (for those of you who dont know, a wingman watches her buddies' back at all times to make sure they dont do anything stupid). i got her back to the room, and she changed, then i passed out in my bed. the hangover lasted all day yesterday. note to self: drinking causes a hangover.
finally, i am going to be done with this god-forsaken place. just one more week and i will be hitting the road to florida. thats right folks, another change of plans, heading to pensacola for a couple of months before my air traffic control school begins. why? i dont know, but who am i to argue? anything is better than sitting around here for two months waiting. so stand by for sunshine, humidity, sunburns and hurricanes.
finally, i am going to be done with this god-forsaken place. just one more week and i will be hitting the road to florida. thats right folks, another change of plans, heading to pensacola for a couple of months before my air traffic control school begins. why? i dont know, but who am i to argue? anything is better than sitting around here for two months waiting. so stand by for sunshine, humidity, sunburns and hurricanes.