Woke up at 0330 to quickly shower and get into PTs. Tree was flying out to MA this morning for drill, so I slept at home last night, which is technically not allowed, but whatever. Gave him a smooch goodbye and drove back to the NCO Academy to formally in process.
Height/weight, filled out some forms, gave a copy of my orders to, like, everyone.
Yelled 'hooah' a bunch of times to prove how motivated we are (this seems questionable).
Finished with two hours before the first class, so drove back home to say goodbye again. More smooches.
Tree left. I took a nap.
Back in the car, back to the NCOA.
More in-briefs ("You will only smoke in the designated smoking area, sergeants." "Don't let me catch you on your cell phone in the hallways, sergeants." "You will eat chow at every meal, sergeants. Can I get a hooah?" And so on.).
Lunch. Nothing there for a poor veggie like me except the standard shitty Army salad bar. Yay. (I am going to waste away to nothing by the end of this class)
Back to the classroom. Sang The Army Song (why??? why must I do this at every freaking school???)
"What Makes an Army Leader." Or something.
"How to Stop Your Soldiers From Raping People and What to Say to Soldiers Who Have Been Raped." (aka, "The Same Crappy Video You've Seen a Hundred Times Already to the Point Where You Know Who Rapes Who Before The Scenarios Even Start: Squad Leader/SPC, Male Soldier/Female Soldier, Female CPT/Male 1LT, Husband/Wife, Soldier/15 Year Old Hussy, Male Soldier/Male Soldier.")
Dinner. Same salad as lunch.
Drove home, called Tree, ate leftover pizza, watched the episode of The Office that I missed last night.
Typed this post.
Blech. Day 1 and I'm already sick of it.
"she should have made her mother proud
she should have stood out in the crowd"
- Nirvana "Been a Son" -
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