Home Sweet Home
So I managed to spend eight weeks in basic. That's one and a half more than I expected to spend in Texas. Although it wasn't all that bad. I managed to make some pretty good friends there. Well after I got sent to Med Hold.
Oh? Did I not mention that? How silly of me. *insert sarcasm* Apparently getting migraines is a dischargable offense. So I got sent to med hold. I was in the 319th training squadron, which is where the Med holders were, along with the seppers, and the Get Fitters, for about a month and a week. It was kinda boring, yeah alright, more like excrutiatingly boring. We had pretty much nothing to do. The only thing that was really nice was five for five. Each piece of junk food, and soda of course, for a dollar. And we got a movie those days too. Usually more than one too. So that was alright.
The TI's were pretty nice there too. My personal favourite was Staff Sergeant Stone. And Cabrero wasn't all that bad either. And he had the added bonus of being hot in his BDUs. Clearly I'm shameless. But oh well. But the TIs were all pretty nice because well, no one could be positive who was there because of a psych reason. And screaming at a suicidal person is not the best way to get them home in one piece... or at all. Plus most of the TIs were broken too. Johnson has a knee injury, Boone... well I'm not too sure what her problem was, it may have been a disiplinary reason for why she was there. And Greene, he had a galblatter? issue, I think.
I'm glad I came home when I did though, Stone was leaving at the end of November. That would have sucked to be stuck there without Stone. I mean really, what other Instructor could we have sat down with and just talked with. Without the yelling and the snide comments? None.
Not that my Street Flight Instructor was all that bad. Timmons was cool. As a street flight MTI could get. Because yes, he still yelled at us.. a lot. But he was pretty nice to us all the same. Although the ass didn't bring my glasses like he said he would. The Bastard. But I'll live. I need a new prescription for them anyways, and they weren't giving me a new prescription on the glasses, just a new pair. So I'll live.
So, I'm back in Florida, joy. But I'll be heading up to Mass for about three weeks. Have a party to hit and a wedding to go to. Plus I have to see my little sis (which I so dubbed Kryss while I was in med hold to all the girls I met. It was easier in the long run.) and explain what exactly happened at basic, and why I'm home. I never got around to writing her while I was there, she being the only one I didn't write, and now I feel horrid. So I need to make it up to her. Which I will. Hopefully. Maybe steal her away from school if possible. And then there's Sammy I need to spend time with. And of course my boy. So I'll be busy. Hopefully. But I'll have people to spend time with. I miss being social. And basic doesn't count as being social as it was enforced company 24/7 for two months. It nigh drove me insane. And unfortunently, I'm not kidding. But that's a whole nother story and one I really don't feel like going into at the moment.
All of this loosely boils down to: A.) Basic sucks. B.) Made a couple really good friends there anyways. And C.) Glad to be home.
Oh? Did I not mention that? How silly of me. *insert sarcasm* Apparently getting migraines is a dischargable offense. So I got sent to med hold. I was in the 319th training squadron, which is where the Med holders were, along with the seppers, and the Get Fitters, for about a month and a week. It was kinda boring, yeah alright, more like excrutiatingly boring. We had pretty much nothing to do. The only thing that was really nice was five for five. Each piece of junk food, and soda of course, for a dollar. And we got a movie those days too. Usually more than one too. So that was alright.
The TI's were pretty nice there too. My personal favourite was Staff Sergeant Stone. And Cabrero wasn't all that bad either. And he had the added bonus of being hot in his BDUs. Clearly I'm shameless. But oh well. But the TIs were all pretty nice because well, no one could be positive who was there because of a psych reason. And screaming at a suicidal person is not the best way to get them home in one piece... or at all. Plus most of the TIs were broken too. Johnson has a knee injury, Boone... well I'm not too sure what her problem was, it may have been a disiplinary reason for why she was there. And Greene, he had a galblatter? issue, I think.
I'm glad I came home when I did though, Stone was leaving at the end of November. That would have sucked to be stuck there without Stone. I mean really, what other Instructor could we have sat down with and just talked with. Without the yelling and the snide comments? None.
Not that my Street Flight Instructor was all that bad. Timmons was cool. As a street flight MTI could get. Because yes, he still yelled at us.. a lot. But he was pretty nice to us all the same. Although the ass didn't bring my glasses like he said he would. The Bastard. But I'll live. I need a new prescription for them anyways, and they weren't giving me a new prescription on the glasses, just a new pair. So I'll live.
So, I'm back in Florida, joy. But I'll be heading up to Mass for about three weeks. Have a party to hit and a wedding to go to. Plus I have to see my little sis (which I so dubbed Kryss while I was in med hold to all the girls I met. It was easier in the long run.) and explain what exactly happened at basic, and why I'm home. I never got around to writing her while I was there, she being the only one I didn't write, and now I feel horrid. So I need to make it up to her. Which I will. Hopefully. Maybe steal her away from school if possible. And then there's Sammy I need to spend time with. And of course my boy. So I'll be busy. Hopefully. But I'll have people to spend time with. I miss being social. And basic doesn't count as being social as it was enforced company 24/7 for two months. It nigh drove me insane. And unfortunently, I'm not kidding. But that's a whole nother story and one I really don't feel like going into at the moment.
All of this loosely boils down to: A.) Basic sucks. B.) Made a couple really good friends there anyways. And C.) Glad to be home.