Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 2

28 September 2000
1700 hrs

Each day here feels like a year, and I can’t remember anything from yesterday.  It’s an amazing feeling to be done with breakfast before the sun even considers coming up.  I look at my watch at 1000 hrs and am shocked that it’s not 1600 hrs.  We’re done with dinner at 1700 hrs.  There are girls practicing about face, left face, column right, etc. right now.  I should be too, but I’m feeling lazy.  Yesterday we stood a lot.  I was in misery.  I’ll be in constant pain for the next 2 ½ months, that’s a given.  It’s so hard for me to stand in line for hours.  Sometimes we’re waiting 2 to 3 hours for chow.  After breakfast chow yesterday, we got a TB test. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 2”

The Library

I love the library.  I have always loved the library.  I will always love the library.  I have fond childhood memories of going downtown in Charlottesville with my family  and spending hours browsing books until we were all ready to go.  Even as a child (this has carried over into adulthood), I was obsessed with books about magic or witches.  I read all the books by Ruth Chew, Edward Eager, Edith Nesbit, Zilpha Keatley Snyder, Mail Order Wings, Fifth Grade Magic, and all of Tamora Pierce’s novels (at that time, she had only written the first few Alanna books, which I still love to this day and reread not too long ago).  I thought Encyclopedia Brown was great and read that entire series.  I loved those little “orange biographies” – I think I read almost all of them.  I remember being so excited when I was finally old enough to check out books from the grown-up section of the library. Continue reading “The Library”

Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 1

I know quite a few of my friends and family have read my basic training journal before, but for those of you who haven’t, I thought it would be fun to post a flashback entry every Friday.  

Anjali BCT Photo26 September 2000
0830 hrs

Well, I’ve survived my first day, not that there was much to it.  Sgt. B*** picked me up at my apartment at 0445 hrs.  He dropped me off at the Baltimore MEPS, and I went inside and sat in the cafeteria for a long time.  All the potential recruits who were there to take tests were called, and then the person in charge asked if any Army people were shipping out that day.  Four of us said we were, and we were sent to the front desk.   Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 1”

When Your Cat Gets Old…

In February of 1994 when I was 20 years old, my college roommate Jennifer and I decided to adopt a cat.  At the shelter, we were drawn to a 6-month-old black tabby.  We took him home and named him Sebastian, and I was lucky enough to draw the long straw and keep him with me when Jennifer and I went our separate ways the following year.  Sebastian has lived in many homes with me (and without me) and had many adventures over the years.  One summer, he stayed with my grandparents and got to be an outdoor cat for a few months.  Another summer, one of my student’s families was nice enough to take him in.  I was always looking for help in the summers because of my stints at the Aspen Music Festival.  He ran away from my brother’s house in 1999 while I was in India, and didn’t come back for over a week, none the worse for wear. Continue reading “When Your Cat Gets Old…”