So time is almost up and it's coming down to the wire. Hell week wasn't that bad, but this week, week 5 is gonna suck. Final inspection with our dress uniform should be the easiest; final test with barely any time to study; final PFA which I'm not so nervous about.
I've lowered down my run time to 14:02 without killing myself. Extra hour of sleep last night was nice though. Oh! And the craziest thing, I added a little bit of sugar to my morning meal with some nasty coffee mixed with hot cocoa. I've been filled with so much more energy and happier ever since! I knew I was a sweet head but that's nuts!
The power of sugar.
Graduation is right around the corner and I can't wait! Boot has gotten easier and the "mood" more lax but still, freedom is highly missed and not being so anal over silly stuff like a perfectly measured stowed rack. >.<
Anyway, i don't have much time; a lot to prepare for.
Cyaz
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Bootcamp (October 27, 2011)
Yes, it's another day. Early day...again, with PT in the morning. I had live fire. They allowed me to try twice to qualify. I did well the first time despite my nerves but didn't score high enough to qualify; did the second time. Don't know my score. We aced the Drill. In fact, we actually have all 6 flags PLUS independent seamen (meaning we not march places without our RDC's) Flags, 1st Scholastic, 2nd Athletic, 3rd Zone (competent) and the 4th Drill. I've had very little sleep in the past 2-3 days. Staying awake truly is the hardest battle. IT'd (Intensive Training) afraid we might get IT'd before bed tonight. I pray otherwise. I'm so tired and it's horrible to go to bed covered in sweat and Homework awaiting you.
I haven't received any letters recently. It's weird and kinda sad. I could really use some encouragement and mostly would like to hear from you guys. How are you doing? What's new? How are things going in your relationships? How is the good life treating you, for those who are single? LoL I could use some laughs, affections and what not. Draw me a picture or something. Do you even think of me? (not including Shelley, Carolyn and family).
Anyway, hopefully we don't get beat.
Love ya,
Goodnight
I haven't received any letters recently. It's weird and kinda sad. I could really use some encouragement and mostly would like to hear from you guys. How are you doing? What's new? How are things going in your relationships? How is the good life treating you, for those who are single? LoL I could use some laughs, affections and what not. Draw me a picture or something. Do you even think of me? (not including Shelley, Carolyn and family).
Anyway, hopefully we don't get beat.
Love ya,
Goodnight
Bootcamp (10/25/11?)
Well it's officially 4-1 day. Almost there! Today has been a very eventful day. Awoke at 4am to do my 1st, technically 2nd (was sick for 1st one) PFA (Physical Training Assessment). I was sooo nervous! Especially for the run >.< But I actually MADE MY RUN!! I surpassed my push ups; needed 16, I did 32. Fell short on my sit ups I'm afraid. I did 30 something and need 46, T.T., sadness. But I'm pleased with the results because it only means I can pass the final PFA in 3 weeks! And that is the only one that matters to graduate. Also today was a 2hr or so long weapon inspection. Where I stand at attention for like EVER and almost faint. I only got 1 hit on the first portion on a question. I knew because I blanked with a mind rush...oh well. We still passed and 1 hit is nothing though I could have had 5.0, darn it. So yes, this is what they call HELL WEEK. Tomorrow, ZONE, an inspection on our fold and stow and racks while we're are gone playing with guns. It's supposed to look like a tornado hit when we get back. I'm not nervous. Next day, Drill Assessment; we get graded on our marching as a division.
Our divisional flag is almost done. It's cool AND cute. It's a piggy bank in the form of a Destroyer. Our motivation line is "Make Money". No I didn't draw it or paint it. I put out ideas and all but in the end I'm blessed not having to deal with the stress. Never fear though, it looks good. I approve ^.^ I got to put in an order for t-shirts and sweaters. I ordered 1 hoodie. I wanted a shirt but they said the girls shirts come 2x smaller than the average shirt and with the clothes I wear, and the way I feel (a mix between fat and skinny)I didn't know what size to order. I don't even know what I'd look like in my old civies; I can't gauge; I don't know what I look like. My NWU's (Navy Work Uniform) is baggy on me now, but I feel fat when the only time I see myself is in a sports bra; very unappealing.
I miss bras and cute panties XD; steel toe boots are kick ass though. Ugh, can you tell today has been a long day? Taps isn't till 10 tonight... yaaay.
Boot isn't so hard anymore. It's become routine and in it's own right, fun. Granted, I miss a lot but as long as I keep moving, I'm fine. I found out after A-School I have the equivalent of 2 weeks free time. I kinda wanna come home for Christmas, say 5 days but that would take 5 days away and then if I do the 5 day recruiter assistance program, that will take another 5 (a few hrs of 5) that I get back in my leave days when I head to my command and tell them; leaving me 4 days utterly free after A-School. Thoughts? Should I just hold out till after school so only 5 days are lost or the sooner the visit the better? Just giving you guys a heads up because if you want to see me, you're gonna have to work around my schedule; granted I'm trying to work with you guys as well.
I had gotten a letter from Shelley; made me very happy, I cried. Also got one from Carolyn and my heart leaped. My mom writes me like everyday and it is seriously one of the highlights of my day. SO WRITE ME YOU LAZY ASS BUMS!!!!
On another note, I look like a mess; you all would love it. If there are pictures taken before I get to start decent grooming, I'll show you all. I'm sure you'll get a good laugh. Especially when you see me in my BCGS (Birth Control Glasses).
Our divisional flag is almost done. It's cool AND cute. It's a piggy bank in the form of a Destroyer. Our motivation line is "Make Money". No I didn't draw it or paint it. I put out ideas and all but in the end I'm blessed not having to deal with the stress. Never fear though, it looks good. I approve ^.^ I got to put in an order for t-shirts and sweaters. I ordered 1 hoodie. I wanted a shirt but they said the girls shirts come 2x smaller than the average shirt and with the clothes I wear, and the way I feel (a mix between fat and skinny)I didn't know what size to order. I don't even know what I'd look like in my old civies; I can't gauge; I don't know what I look like. My NWU's (Navy Work Uniform) is baggy on me now, but I feel fat when the only time I see myself is in a sports bra; very unappealing.
I miss bras and cute panties XD; steel toe boots are kick ass though. Ugh, can you tell today has been a long day? Taps isn't till 10 tonight... yaaay.
Boot isn't so hard anymore. It's become routine and in it's own right, fun. Granted, I miss a lot but as long as I keep moving, I'm fine. I found out after A-School I have the equivalent of 2 weeks free time. I kinda wanna come home for Christmas, say 5 days but that would take 5 days away and then if I do the 5 day recruiter assistance program, that will take another 5 (a few hrs of 5) that I get back in my leave days when I head to my command and tell them; leaving me 4 days utterly free after A-School. Thoughts? Should I just hold out till after school so only 5 days are lost or the sooner the visit the better? Just giving you guys a heads up because if you want to see me, you're gonna have to work around my schedule; granted I'm trying to work with you guys as well.
I had gotten a letter from Shelley; made me very happy, I cried. Also got one from Carolyn and my heart leaped. My mom writes me like everyday and it is seriously one of the highlights of my day. SO WRITE ME YOU LAZY ASS BUMS!!!!
On another note, I look like a mess; you all would love it. If there are pictures taken before I get to start decent grooming, I'll show you all. I'm sure you'll get a good laugh. Especially when you see me in my BCGS (Birth Control Glasses).
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Second Bootcamp letter (9/27/11)
Today was hard but we pulled together. To start off so strong this morning only to fall apart. We got punished. Today was the day we got marked FFD (fit for duty)so the IT'd (Intensive Training) as punishment. It was hard. My clothes were soaked through all the way to the outer garments. We wear 2-3 layers daily. Oh and they make us wear "skeevies" that's right Hanna, the dreaded granny panties. Oh they will be burned, LoL.
When thought is able to cross my mind beyond orders, I think of you guys. Today I though of GIO and MANNY (look, see, the disease is spreading. I don't know why I wrote the names in Recruit Hand Writing). Anyway, you both corssed my mind through I.T. As you both insulted me in your own ways, challenging me and encouraging me to push on. It was about 1 hr long and we technically didn't finish. We surprisingly didn't lose any girls, 3-4 guys dropped. Hooyah, will power! After that we became
well behaved again. I think that's why our RDC (Recruit Division Commander0 didn't continue it after Hygiene (shower + such). Manny made me laugh. He's such an asshole. I love you dumb-ass.
Surprisingly, I thought of Jerald after that. Guess I was in need for sweetness and affection; a gentle nature to counter the physical and mental harshness we had overcome. Being in a room full of women is weird. I'm so glad my division is integrated. Women are weird...or some anyway. I can't figure some of them out... well at least the heart of it. I see what they're doing, a lot of attitude, only wants to be heard but not listen. Once they put their wanna-be dominant egos aside and put others first before themselves, that's when things will mesh. It's kind of annoying.
Oh! I got my BCG's (Birth Control Glasses) today! I look like an epic nerd! XD Hair's a mess (poofy); could be worse. Boots are sexy,but we need to wear them mad tight so blistering will occurring till the leather breaks in; regardless, they're still comfy inside.
Well it's 20:45 (8:45 pm) going to bed.
Nighters <3
When thought is able to cross my mind beyond orders, I think of you guys. Today I though of GIO and MANNY (look, see, the disease is spreading. I don't know why I wrote the names in Recruit Hand Writing). Anyway, you both corssed my mind through I.T. As you both insulted me in your own ways, challenging me and encouraging me to push on. It was about 1 hr long and we technically didn't finish. We surprisingly didn't lose any girls, 3-4 guys dropped. Hooyah, will power! After that we became
well behaved again. I think that's why our RDC (Recruit Division Commander0 didn't continue it after Hygiene (shower + such). Manny made me laugh. He's such an asshole. I love you dumb-ass.
Surprisingly, I thought of Jerald after that. Guess I was in need for sweetness and affection; a gentle nature to counter the physical and mental harshness we had overcome. Being in a room full of women is weird. I'm so glad my division is integrated. Women are weird...or some anyway. I can't figure some of them out... well at least the heart of it. I see what they're doing, a lot of attitude, only wants to be heard but not listen. Once they put their wanna-be dominant egos aside and put others first before themselves, that's when things will mesh. It's kind of annoying.
Oh! I got my BCG's (Birth Control Glasses) today! I look like an epic nerd! XD Hair's a mess (poofy); could be worse. Boots are sexy,but we need to wear them mad tight so blistering will occurring till the leather breaks in; regardless, they're still comfy inside.
Well it's 20:45 (8:45 pm) going to bed.
Nighters <3
Thursday, September 29, 2011
First Bootcamp Letter (9/26/11)
Learning the chain of command is a bitch but I have a few down and no one taught me and the other 7 who arrived on the same day have been learning by observation...yay. As it stands graduation is on Nov 18 but don't make any arrangement yet, never know what can change in a few weeks. T_T
Boot will only get harder our Chief says, but I think we're pulling together. Our commaders, Chief and our 1st and 2nd Petty Officers are clearly impressed and proud of us. On the flip side that means they expect more from us.
As hard as boot is, I find it's actually fun, just don't... don't... DON'T fall asleep >.< not that I have.
My address is:
SR CORSAIR, ELENA
SHIP 02 DIV 901
RECRUIT TRAINING COMMAND
3600 OHIO STREET
GREAT LAKES, IL 60088-7105
So for those who remember 'lil' old me, write me something!! or I will hunt you down and you'll be staring down the barrel of my shotgun...Bwahahaha
So yeah, was a bit of a shell shock and mornings are probably the hardest. It's not easy to fix your bed to Recruit Division Commander (RDC) specific instruction when I've never been instructed and without glasses. I could have sworn I dreamed about friends last night but abrupt revalee makes me quickly forget. I was kind of down at one point but I remembered Bittner, Stephan's encouraging words and felt better. Overall, it's hard but fun and I'm starting to connect with people. Can't smile or laugh, military barring almost makes you forget yourself. Thanks to this letter I feel myself returning. There's a time and place for everything. Morale is rising and there is talking, laughing and smiling again... when we sneak it in.
Well, I'm going to go take my 1st long shower now.
Seaman Recruit Corsair over and out.
Love you all
Write Me!!!
Boot will only get harder our Chief says, but I think we're pulling together. Our commaders, Chief and our 1st and 2nd Petty Officers are clearly impressed and proud of us. On the flip side that means they expect more from us.
As hard as boot is, I find it's actually fun, just don't... don't... DON'T fall asleep >.< not that I have.
My address is:
SR CORSAIR, ELENA
SHIP 02 DIV 901
RECRUIT TRAINING COMMAND
3600 OHIO STREET
GREAT LAKES, IL 60088-7105
So for those who remember 'lil' old me, write me something!! or I will hunt you down and you'll be staring down the barrel of my shotgun...Bwahahaha
So yeah, was a bit of a shell shock and mornings are probably the hardest. It's not easy to fix your bed to Recruit Division Commander (RDC) specific instruction when I've never been instructed and without glasses. I could have sworn I dreamed about friends last night but abrupt revalee makes me quickly forget. I was kind of down at one point but I remembered Bittner, Stephan's encouraging words and felt better. Overall, it's hard but fun and I'm starting to connect with people. Can't smile or laugh, military barring almost makes you forget yourself. Thanks to this letter I feel myself returning. There's a time and place for everything. Morale is rising and there is talking, laughing and smiling again... when we sneak it in.
Well, I'm going to go take my 1st long shower now.
Seaman Recruit Corsair over and out.
Love you all
Write Me!!!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Mailing Address
Hi, this is Elena'a mom.
I spoke to Elena's recruiter today and was able to get her mailing address. I know Elena would love to hear from all her friends. Letters are very important while a sailor is in bootcamp. For those of you interested here is her address:
SR Corsair, Elena
Ship 02 Div 901
3600 Ohio Street
Great Lakes, IL 60088
Please only send letters in plain white envelope. Nothing crazy, no sound cards; the recruits can get into trouble.
That's all for now.
I spoke to Elena's recruiter today and was able to get her mailing address. I know Elena would love to hear from all her friends. Letters are very important while a sailor is in bootcamp. For those of you interested here is her address:
SR Corsair, Elena
Ship 02 Div 901
3600 Ohio Street
Great Lakes, IL 60088
Please only send letters in plain white envelope. Nothing crazy, no sound cards; the recruits can get into trouble.
That's all for now.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Pre-Boot:: Last Day
Yesterday was my family's farewell party for me. it was nice. Mom surprised me with an awesome Teddy from build a bear where she made a wish on his heart and put him in a cute navy outfit. She named him Seaman Corsair as a representation of my future. Loving him so much I nicknamed him Mr. Bear. He's absolutely adorable. (check Facebook for photos)
I had been mad nervous last night. It just hit me that this is finally going to be a reality. It had seem like a distant dream, but now it's in my face, right around the corner. I'm very excited. I'm not so nervous anymore.
So now I'm trying to chill and enjoy my last day, taking it slow. Allowed myself to sleep in, once I got some business taken care of at 8 something in the morning. Trying to keep it free of stress...of course Grandma doesn't always make that easy. ^_^
but it's all good. Talking with friends, watching TV, taking a long shower for the last time in a while, these are all things I want to enjoy before the bustle begins.
Everything is quite right now and it's only 2:13pm. Not sure what I'm going to do with my time. it feels like it's ticking away faster than I realized. My anticipation rises, my heart swells with nervous excitement and...I'm slightly bored at this moment lol. Maybe I'll start reading a book or pace around outside.
I shouldn't be surprised, people are usually busy during the day. Ok loved ones, going to head up stairs, do some last bit check ups on the bit I'm bringing before I'm officially chilling out and just enjoying the day free of obligations.
I love you all, even if I am a bit of a pain in the ass, but it's because I love you guys so much. <3
To every end, brings a new beginning. With my head high, turned away from the past, my eyes look favorably on my future, and I see new horizons.
Peace and love to all.
I had been mad nervous last night. It just hit me that this is finally going to be a reality. It had seem like a distant dream, but now it's in my face, right around the corner. I'm very excited. I'm not so nervous anymore.
So now I'm trying to chill and enjoy my last day, taking it slow. Allowed myself to sleep in, once I got some business taken care of at 8 something in the morning. Trying to keep it free of stress...of course Grandma doesn't always make that easy. ^_^
but it's all good. Talking with friends, watching TV, taking a long shower for the last time in a while, these are all things I want to enjoy before the bustle begins.
Everything is quite right now and it's only 2:13pm. Not sure what I'm going to do with my time. it feels like it's ticking away faster than I realized. My anticipation rises, my heart swells with nervous excitement and...I'm slightly bored at this moment lol. Maybe I'll start reading a book or pace around outside.
I shouldn't be surprised, people are usually busy during the day. Ok loved ones, going to head up stairs, do some last bit check ups on the bit I'm bringing before I'm officially chilling out and just enjoying the day free of obligations.
I love you all, even if I am a bit of a pain in the ass, but it's because I love you guys so much. <3
To every end, brings a new beginning. With my head high, turned away from the past, my eyes look favorably on my future, and I see new horizons.
Peace and love to all.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Pre-Boot:: Frustrations
So I had a conversation with my Grandma today and I was finally able to pin point my issue with my friends. I feel they don't hunger for me, don't desire me nor reach out for me. In their own way sure, but here's the deal, here's what I discovered.
I'm going to the Navy. Do you know what that means? It means I'm leaving...for good. It means I may never see you again. but you computer geeks don't really feel the heat, the depth of this because you take the easy way out. You say, 'well we always have Skype with Vid chats, Voice chats, IM chats and phone calls.' That's great computer nerds. I know you've lived off the computer since you could walk, and in the digital age that answer is acceptable, but I'm traditional and it only infuriates me. This year, since I've graduated is the MOST time I've ever spent attached to a computer and it's not because I want to. I settle for this because I LOVE YOU! But if I have a choice, as I do now till Sept 20th, I prefer to be face to face, in person. I want to feel you, touch you, hit you if I want to. I want to hug you. You all can be satisfied with these fake hang outs through conference calls and vid chats because you are all apart of this digital world. But right now, I have the chance to physically be with you, around you and I feel you don't even try. In time, very very soon, I will have no choice and that detached distant way of connecting and hanging out is all we will have. Then and only then shall I settle and accept this.
But god damn it guys this is my last summer! What don't you get?! I'M GONE!! Soon only to become a blip in your lives. Take advantage of my presence while I'm still here. Put a little fire up your ass. More and more I'm starting not to give a shit. And I keep wanting to give "one last chance" over and over again. but it's like, gosh I'm starting not to care and that's simply me giving up and accepting I'll make new friends very soon. I just don't feel like an important part of your guys lives. And sure, it's hard to come and see me. It has to be planned and arranged because of the distance and the fact that things have to be arranged around other peoples schedules, but stop making excuses; at least TRY. If you have to cancel in the end it's fine. It means a lot if the effort is at least made. I'm a physical social animal. Vid chats only go so far before it's just depressing. Seeing you only seems possible if I make it convenient for you guys by always being the one to go to you. That's what it's feeling like.
Truth be told, I know you guys care for me. I do. I just don't see you guys putting out like you want me around or miss me. I could ship out today and it would make no difference, and it just frustrating that I feel like I'm fighting for your love. I just can't live as you guys live. For me, this is not enough. Perhaps I feel it more because I see the days diminishing on the calendar. It directly affects me and my life; not yours. I know the severity of this decision, it's life changing and I also know what it's like to move from your friends. How the relationships change when they become distant. People grow apart from you, people change and things are not the same. Many are lost. I've moved all my life, where many of you have had/have childhood friends. I hold you all like treasures, you probably simply accept friends come and go. I feel it doesn't have to be that way, if you really care. You would try, strive, and try to dominate the allotted time before they are gone.
I'm here now, give a shit! I'm leaving, don't just shrug and simply accept this as is and go on your day like nothing's changed or will.
And I shouldn't have to say this. This should come from you guys, from your hearts, on your own. Your own desire, fed by your own longing. Am I not missed? Perhaps there is no longing. Just, hey nice to have met you, and waves of goodbye with out a second glance back. Not a tear will be shed in my name and yet I will be on the plane crying my eyes out over you. How could this not pain me? How could this not disgust me?
Am I getting through? Will anyone that this post is designated to read this? UGH!!
I'm going to the Navy. Do you know what that means? It means I'm leaving...for good. It means I may never see you again. but you computer geeks don't really feel the heat, the depth of this because you take the easy way out. You say, 'well we always have Skype with Vid chats, Voice chats, IM chats and phone calls.' That's great computer nerds. I know you've lived off the computer since you could walk, and in the digital age that answer is acceptable, but I'm traditional and it only infuriates me. This year, since I've graduated is the MOST time I've ever spent attached to a computer and it's not because I want to. I settle for this because I LOVE YOU! But if I have a choice, as I do now till Sept 20th, I prefer to be face to face, in person. I want to feel you, touch you, hit you if I want to. I want to hug you. You all can be satisfied with these fake hang outs through conference calls and vid chats because you are all apart of this digital world. But right now, I have the chance to physically be with you, around you and I feel you don't even try. In time, very very soon, I will have no choice and that detached distant way of connecting and hanging out is all we will have. Then and only then shall I settle and accept this.
But god damn it guys this is my last summer! What don't you get?! I'M GONE!! Soon only to become a blip in your lives. Take advantage of my presence while I'm still here. Put a little fire up your ass. More and more I'm starting not to give a shit. And I keep wanting to give "one last chance" over and over again. but it's like, gosh I'm starting not to care and that's simply me giving up and accepting I'll make new friends very soon. I just don't feel like an important part of your guys lives. And sure, it's hard to come and see me. It has to be planned and arranged because of the distance and the fact that things have to be arranged around other peoples schedules, but stop making excuses; at least TRY. If you have to cancel in the end it's fine. It means a lot if the effort is at least made. I'm a physical social animal. Vid chats only go so far before it's just depressing. Seeing you only seems possible if I make it convenient for you guys by always being the one to go to you. That's what it's feeling like.
Truth be told, I know you guys care for me. I do. I just don't see you guys putting out like you want me around or miss me. I could ship out today and it would make no difference, and it just frustrating that I feel like I'm fighting for your love. I just can't live as you guys live. For me, this is not enough. Perhaps I feel it more because I see the days diminishing on the calendar. It directly affects me and my life; not yours. I know the severity of this decision, it's life changing and I also know what it's like to move from your friends. How the relationships change when they become distant. People grow apart from you, people change and things are not the same. Many are lost. I've moved all my life, where many of you have had/have childhood friends. I hold you all like treasures, you probably simply accept friends come and go. I feel it doesn't have to be that way, if you really care. You would try, strive, and try to dominate the allotted time before they are gone.
I'm here now, give a shit! I'm leaving, don't just shrug and simply accept this as is and go on your day like nothing's changed or will.
And I shouldn't have to say this. This should come from you guys, from your hearts, on your own. Your own desire, fed by your own longing. Am I not missed? Perhaps there is no longing. Just, hey nice to have met you, and waves of goodbye with out a second glance back. Not a tear will be shed in my name and yet I will be on the plane crying my eyes out over you. How could this not pain me? How could this not disgust me?
Am I getting through? Will anyone that this post is designated to read this? UGH!!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Pre-Boot:: Unexpected
I went into my Dep meeting today and was surprised to be told I was given a leadership position as the Yoemen for my office. It is a real honor to be picked, I have no clue why I was picked, but it's still cool. I'm not used to be chosen for anything, so it was real cool. Sure it's sorta a pain because now I have more responsibility besides just focusing on myself, or helping others with their studies, but it's no big deal.
There's been some changes going on in the recruiting office, and now they are trying to make it feel a lil more like boot with the chain of command and with different privileged leadership jobs. So yea, that's the newest update....I had a tuna sandwich and now I'm hungry again -_- damn
There's been some changes going on in the recruiting office, and now they are trying to make it feel a lil more like boot with the chain of command and with different privileged leadership jobs. So yea, that's the newest update....I had a tuna sandwich and now I'm hungry again -_- damn
Monday, August 15, 2011
Pre-Boot
Ok so like I said, this would be going in stages. My first few post will be pre-boot. Not sure how many there will be. Maybe you'll be lucky and this will be the only one lol.
So life right now is dull. I'm on an island where my friends are practically all 2hrs away and it drains my parents dry to take a trip even for just a week or a few days...bc it's freaken expensive. Never mind all the pain in the ass planning that goes along with it and how it affects everyone around me T_T
So that makes me the most annoying person amongst my friends right now bc I'm always bugging them to talk to me LOL. I know, I'm starting to lay off guys. Keeping myself busy with chores ^_^;
So anyway. My life right now consists of reporting in to my section leader on Mondays, going to PTs on Tuesdays (PT means Physical training), Dep meetings at the Navy recruiting office on Thursdays (Dep means Delayed Entry Program: it's what recruits partake in till they ship out allowing them to learn information and train them before boot so it will be easier on them. These meetings also include PTs), and every day going through my stuff and deciding what I'm keeping and what goes. It's been much more work than I thought. Being an artist makes it even more difficult. Having to decide what art to keep or throw out. Having to rummage through all my notebooks for any good stories or sketches on the side. Never mind the stuff with emotional attachments. I had to go back to that stuff, I couldn't throw it out on my first round. Though, I am keeping my stuffed animals XD
So yea my life is very....boring right now. and I guess having friends far is for the best. Easier to leave w/o crying I guess. Anyway, that's it for now. Anything interesting happens I'll let you know...so don't be surprised if this is the last post till boot LOL
So life right now is dull. I'm on an island where my friends are practically all 2hrs away and it drains my parents dry to take a trip even for just a week or a few days...bc it's freaken expensive. Never mind all the pain in the ass planning that goes along with it and how it affects everyone around me T_T
So that makes me the most annoying person amongst my friends right now bc I'm always bugging them to talk to me LOL. I know, I'm starting to lay off guys. Keeping myself busy with chores ^_^;
So anyway. My life right now consists of reporting in to my section leader on Mondays, going to PTs on Tuesdays (PT means Physical training), Dep meetings at the Navy recruiting office on Thursdays (Dep means Delayed Entry Program: it's what recruits partake in till they ship out allowing them to learn information and train them before boot so it will be easier on them. These meetings also include PTs), and every day going through my stuff and deciding what I'm keeping and what goes. It's been much more work than I thought. Being an artist makes it even more difficult. Having to decide what art to keep or throw out. Having to rummage through all my notebooks for any good stories or sketches on the side. Never mind the stuff with emotional attachments. I had to go back to that stuff, I couldn't throw it out on my first round. Though, I am keeping my stuffed animals XD
So yea my life is very....boring right now. and I guess having friends far is for the best. Easier to leave w/o crying I guess. Anyway, that's it for now. Anything interesting happens I'll let you know...so don't be surprised if this is the last post till boot LOL
The Creation
So this is my first post. Figured this would be going in stages. I'm pumped and excited and figured I'd run with that emotional bonus to post this.
So this blog is primarily meant to record and share my experiences as a Sailor to those who care to know. In boot I won't really be able to wright often and instead of choosing who to right to, I figured why not wright to EVERYONE!!! :D My plan, record my experiences and mail the letters home and have my Mom type it up...if she can read it XD
I DO want to receive letters from you people. Those friends who find the time. I don't mind if you type them up, print them out and mail them to me. Probably can't read most of your penmanship anyway lol. But seriously, from what I hear, letters are big, keep us sane and encourage us to press forward. Big for our moral. SO WRIGHT DAMN YOU!!!
Aaand the name. IC New Horizons. I know, I'm soooo clever XD. New Horizons is already a thing I started using towards all dealings in relation to my new future as a sailor. Going out, seeing the world (literally), meeting new people, making deep connections, that I'm told will last a life time ;D and simply experiencing/starting my life. Thus...seeing new horizons. IC actually is my rate aka job. Meaning Interior Communications (electrician). I know, you can all laugh it up, but you'll be thanking me when I'm fixing you computers, headsets and mics. XP
Anyway, putting them together, you can thank God for. I was stumped on how to get a url that wasn't already used. Then it just came to me, SNAP!!! IC New Horizons. IT WAS SO FREAKEN CLEVER!!! XD I know I take joy in the little things lol
So this blog is primarily meant to record and share my experiences as a Sailor to those who care to know. In boot I won't really be able to wright often and instead of choosing who to right to, I figured why not wright to EVERYONE!!! :D My plan, record my experiences and mail the letters home and have my Mom type it up...if she can read it XD
I DO want to receive letters from you people. Those friends who find the time. I don't mind if you type them up, print them out and mail them to me. Probably can't read most of your penmanship anyway lol. But seriously, from what I hear, letters are big, keep us sane and encourage us to press forward. Big for our moral. SO WRIGHT DAMN YOU!!!
Aaand the name. IC New Horizons. I know, I'm soooo clever XD. New Horizons is already a thing I started using towards all dealings in relation to my new future as a sailor. Going out, seeing the world (literally), meeting new people, making deep connections, that I'm told will last a life time ;D and simply experiencing/starting my life. Thus...seeing new horizons. IC actually is my rate aka job. Meaning Interior Communications (electrician). I know, you can all laugh it up, but you'll be thanking me when I'm fixing you computers, headsets and mics. XP
Anyway, putting them together, you can thank God for. I was stumped on how to get a url that wasn't already used. Then it just came to me, SNAP!!! IC New Horizons. IT WAS SO FREAKEN CLEVER!!! XD I know I take joy in the little things lol
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