9 December 2000
It’s Saturday, and this is the longest I’ve gone here without writing. Victory Forge was Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. The hardest part was dealing with the extreme cold. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 18”
30 November 2000
Yesterday we had phase testing, which was a huge waste of time. Mostly we sat around waiting for the next testing station. We weren’t by platoon, and I ended up with a lot of people that I did the Confidence Course with, including, to my horror, K***. That girl is a freak! First of all, it’s annoying to be around her because she has a huge crush on J*** and can’t stop talking about him to me. He finds her completely annoying also, but he’s incapable of being anything other than nice to anyone. Second of all, she claims to have strong psychic powers (but doesn’t know we can’t stand her?) and says that she is the reincarnation of the goddess of mischief. She started to tell me about all of her past lives the other night, but luckily it was lights out so I kicked her out of my room. I’m so ready to go home! Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 17”
28 November 2000
I have to finish writing about the Confidence Course. I started to last night, but I got distracted.
I’m so proud of my bruises. I feel 100 years old today. My back is so sore, especially right below the shoulder blades. I can barely move I’m so stiff and sore. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 16”
24 November 2000
Well, Thanksgiving wasn’t too bad. The DFAC was completely decorated with big cutouts of turkeys, pilgrims, and the like. We even had paper tablecloths and placemats! We were allowed to drink soda and eat dessert, and the CPT, FSG, and LTC served us our food! After lunch, we were marched to the large classroom. The FSG put in a video on the soldier’s code of conduct. Everyone started groaning, but it was just a joke. He put in some Van Halen videos; probably 90% of the room had no clue who they were! Then the FSG put in Courage Under Fire, which was really good. After dinner (more of the same as lunch), we watched Big Momma’s House and Braveheart. I can’t believe we watched so many movies! We were up very late. The classroom was freezing cold, but it was fun anyway. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 15”
19 November 2000
It’s a rainy cold Sunday here. DS L*** is on duty, so he’s going to give us a little class later on grenades. I’m writing in the classroom right now. It’s cold in here. I saw a video yesterday on BCT, and it showed part of the Confidence Course. I’m dreading it, but it’s one of the last roadblocks on the way to graduation. 26 more days. Must make it. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 14”
15 November 2000
Yesterday was a very long day. They’re all very long days. Only 29 more of them, though! It started out rainy and gray. DS H*** had us put on our wet-weather tops, but told us we couldn’t have the hoods up. We got soaked quickly. Even worse, some people had their hoods up, and when they didn’t take them off fast enough, DS H*** made us get in the front leaning rest position on the cold, muddy, wet ground. *grrrrrrrrrowl* Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 13”
7 November 2000
It’s been a while since I’ve written – Sunday afternoon, I believe, and it’s Tuesday night now. I’m finally starting to feel better.
Sunday I was still feeling really sick, and then in the chow line this disgusting huge fat slug of an asshole blew on the back of my neck. I just about vomited. His name is B***, and he makes my stomach turn just looking at him. What the hell was he thinking, blowing on my neck? Yuck, yuck yuck!!! J*** was standing in front of me, and when I told him what B*** did, I had to make him promise not to start a fight with him. Because he would have, he’s like that. Anyway, I’m now staying as far away from B*** as possible. Yesterday, he asked to use some of my weapon oil, and I just said, “No.” He said, “What the fuck is your problem?” and I completely ignored him. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 12”
1 November 2000
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Anjali, happy birthday to me. And many more.
It’s hot out here. As I thought, I have very little time to write anymore. It’s been a crazy week. Monday morning was our 4-mile march, but I think it may have been 5 miles. Who’s counting, though. You just keep putting one foot down after the other. It was freezing when we left (before the sun came up), and we were laden down like pack animals. I still hurt, especially my feet. Halfway there they made us put on our stupid gas masks. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 11”
25 October 2000
This week has been insane. We got lots of mandatory training out of the way. On Monday, we did the Teamwork Development Course (TDC). We were broken up by squad for 4 different obstacles. I’m so glad my squad is full of strong guys! Each obstacle represented a “mission”, and there were lots of rules about what we could and couldn’t do. Everything was painted black and white, and we got a 10-second penalty if we touched any white part. Our first obstacle involved getting over a 12-foot wall, with the bottom 5 feet painted white, then getting from the top of the wall down to a chain bridge of sorts. It’s hard to describe. Touching the ground gave us a 10-second penalty, also. We had 1 wooden plank and a length of rope, and we also had to carry a 35-pound box of ammunition (fake, of course) over the wall and across the bridge. It was very tricky, but our squad really bonded and did well. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 10”
18 October 2000
I can’t begin to tell you how infuriating it is to be pushed beyond your physical limits. Most people think they’re giving an exercise their all, but they’re really at a 7 or 8 level. I’m talking about being pushed so far that you can’t help crying. It feels horrible. A drill sergeant from another platoon just smoked us, and it was agonizing. It’s so frustrating when they yell at you to get off the ground and your body just refuses to respond. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: Army Basic Training, Part 9”