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hyuriso yeah, as I mentioned, my waiver got approved. this afternoon, I raised my right hand and was sworn in as a DEPper. I ship January 17th. on Friday I go in for PT, to get my “Welcome Aboard” packet, and to get my job selections in.
and GySgt Griffin down at MEPS thinks I can still qualify for Recon, even with my eyes, and said that if I can get him a transcript that includes this semester’s grades, he’ll try and get me bumped up to PFC.
also, the last time I slept more than 10 minutes at a time was Saturday night. I got none Sunday night, and veryvery little Monday night. and then they kept holding me up. remember how I said “this afternoon”? I was supposed to be sworn in at the 1100 ceremony, but they didn’t have an 1100 ceremony. and if the SPC at the medical desk hadn’t just forgotten about me, I would have been up for the 1000 oath. the end result being that, by the time they let me go do my own thing, lunch was long gone.
and then I come home and there’s no food. what.the.fuck, people? I just wanna eat and then die for a day!
my roommate was pretty cool this time though. going in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman, just waiting to ship. he’ planning on getting Marine service, or as he put it, being a “meat shield” for Marines.
and GySgt Griffin down at MEPS thinks I can still qualify for Recon, even with my eyes, and said that if I can get him a transcript that includes this semester’s grades, he’ll try and get me bumped up to PFC.
also, the last time I slept more than 10 minutes at a time was Saturday night. I got none Sunday night, and veryvery little Monday night. and then they kept holding me up. remember how I said “this afternoon”? I was supposed to be sworn in at the 1100 ceremony, but they didn’t have an 1100 ceremony. and if the SPC at the medical desk hadn’t just forgotten about me, I would have been up for the 1000 oath. the end result being that, by the time they let me go do my own thing, lunch was long gone.
and then I come home and there’s no food. what.the.fuck, people? I just wanna eat and then die for a day!
my roommate was pretty cool this time though. going in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman, just waiting to ship. he’ planning on getting Marine service, or as he put it, being a “meat shield” for Marines.
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Date: 2005-12-01 04:39 pm (UTC)My choice of service? My brother joined the Marines and came back really squared away, when he was a total loser slacker before. Also, he spent a few weeks doing Recruiting Assistance at the local substation, and I got to know the recruiter’s there on a slightly more casual level than I think I could manage with those of the other services.
So here I am: I took the oath 2 days ago and I ship in a month and a half. And it doesn’t make me happy, or unhappy, or anything like that. It just is. Like it was supposed to happen.