|September 29, 2003 (0030)
||[17 Oct 2003|04:43pm]
I’m on fireguard shift from 0000 to 0100 tonight. I was so confused when I woke up. First off, our fireguard duties have changed. Before, we had two hour shifts with our platoon only. Now, we do it with 3rd platoon (who is in the bay connected to us). We go in alphabetical order, 2 people for each hour. This way, we get more sleep. I still don’t like having fireguard every other day though. Anyway, 15 minutes prior to the next shift, you wake the next two up. At 2345, someone came to wake me up. I sat straight up in bed totally confused. For some reason, I thought I was told to move to my bunk, thinking I was at somebody else’s…??? So I ran to the other end, realized I was now away from my bunk, which I was just at! Then I couldn’t figure out what I was supposed to be doing! “Oh! Fireguard!” So I grabbed my boots from the top of my locked and started walking quickly to the other bay for fireguard (just down a tiny hall). “Uh, I’m forgetting something.” Still confused, I realized I wasn’t in my BDUs (which is the uniform for fireguard). I grabbed those, threw them on OVER my PTs (shhhh) and went over. Now I’m here. I swear, I get confused a lot in the middle of the night. Mhm, all of the trauma here, mhm (note sarcasm). I hope I don’t get this in AIT, haha.
We get our first breakfast MRE sometime this week. I don’t know whether to look forward to it or not! I don’t know if they have a breakfast selection or if you’re just eating the same meals from before. I had a really good one the other day at Land Nav, but we were being rushed so I couldn’t finish. I’m so glad I don’t have a sweet tooth like most of the girls here. Although, I could take a Dairy Queen ice cream cone right about now!
I’m not really looking forward to the Bayonet course today – and those stupid pugil sticks. I didn’t know we had to use the moves we learned for the bayonet with the pugil sticks? I figured they padded us up, gave us sticks, and let us try and beat someone up! I’m going to get killed if I have to stop and think, “Okay, what move do I do next?” SMASH! I’ll just swing like a mad girl.
The DS had us study as a group for the phase test on Wednesday. We’ll be tested on things like rank structure, 7 Army values, first aid treatment and prevention of shock, inspection arms and something else with the M16 (oh, a performance check? gr, I forgot the name of it), parts of an M16, our chain of command, etc. I’ve got it all except for one of the things dealing with the weapon. DS Gonzales will show that to us again today since we didn’t have much time when we did learn it. We have some lame “phase changing” ceremony after that on Wednesday also. Sheesh. But we’ll be in white phase, yay!! We also get phone privileges next Sunday which is – bum, bum, bum, by birthday! Send me cards & gifts! Send pictures and stuff! Send anything!
There are two cadences we have that are so fun to say! The guy behind me, Palos, gets so into them sometimes. You can’t help but get pumped up, too! I like my platoon. Sometimes I wonder if there’s just as much drama in the male bay as in the female bay. If not, I want to move there, haha. I haven’t gotten on anyone’s case for bugging me yet. I almost did last night when some girls were just being way to loud after lights out. Here we’ve got a long long loooooong day tomorrow and some are staying up. That’s fine with me if they’d rather be tired. But to keep others awake while being loud turds is another. There are a few people who are loud mouths at night, don’t shut up when people ask them to quiet down, then ask people to be quiet when THEY want to go to bed! Ugh. I swear. I guess they didn’t learn our very first army value-Respect! Turds.
Well, I had my bayonet practice and course today. I didn’t like it a whole lot. I got so tired. I had a good MRE though! Beef with mushrooms, crackers with strawberry jelly, oatmeal cookies (also a shake and yucky rice that I didn’t eat. Anyway, the bayonet course was up hill! A part of it was crawling on your back under barbed wire. I got tired of yelling and showing my “warrior face!” We also had the pugil fighting. They paired us up with a person of similar weight. I was with Ellis – I think she said she’s about 130 pounds. We got our gear on; a hard jacket, big gloves, a helmet and groin guard. We went out and the whistle blew. I don’t remember what happened – it went so quickly. There were 3 rounds. The first one, I knocked her down quick, haha. I won the other two as well! I now have the nickname “Serial Killer.” I had it before but it was being shouted out again today during our match (smile). The entire company was there. The big area of sand was divided into 4 for the 4 platoons. So they had a match going on in each section.
After all of that, we cam back and studied for our phase test on Wednesday and talked about the gas chamber for tomorrow!! Yay! I’m so excited. Well, not really, because we have to do a road march there. My hip started hurting again during our road march to the bayonet course. I really hope it doesn’t get to be a big problem. Last night, when we went running, my shins started hurting, too. I’m just breaking down here!
I love mail call! I got two letters today. One from my Aunt Lori and one from Katie in Ft. Leonard Wood. Keep sending mail! And for those of you who haven’t yet, do it!
I’m off to bed. G’night!
(September 30, 2003, 2200)
Well, it’s fireguard time again. We have a very busy day planned out for tomorrow. First our PT test, then our phase testing that takes place for about 6 hours, and our phase change ceremony. Busy, Busy, Busy!
We had a “Fit to Win” course to do today. It wasn’t bad. Much more fun than the bayonet stuff. There were tunnels to crawl through, rope lets to climb, things to jump over, sand to crawl in, barbed wire to crawl under. We did it in buddy teams. The next time we do it, it will be by squads, then platoon.
After that, we had MREs for breakfast. I had an enchilada-yuck. I don’t want that one again. Then, we had a class on putting our gas masks on, clearing and sealing it. They put us in a sand pit and had us drop in the direction a nuclear explosion were to happen in. That was kind of fun. We had (hotas? couldn’t read it?) for lunch-next? The Gas Chamber!! Okay, so they had 20 people in the room. We already had our masks on when we entered. It was very cloudy and dark in there. We were lined up against the wall and asked one by one to lift our masks up so our mouth and nose were exposed and call out our name, SSN & rank, followed by “Drill Sergeant.” When I first got in, I felt a little burning on a tiny part of my neck by my mask. I was breathing just fine, too. No big deal yet. DS Bentley got to me to call out my info. I took a deep breath, called it out, he said “okay,” and I put the mask back on. At this time I was out of breath. I took one and experienced some of the gas that got into my mask when I took it off. My first thought was, “Oh god, it won’t seal again!” That’s when I remembered that some gas got in when taking it off. So I kept breathing out to allow the bad air to escape and kept sealing it just to make sure it was okay and continued getting fresh air in. By, oooooh, 20 seconds, everything was okay again. After all 20 of us did it, they took 5 at a time to take their masks off, yell whatever platoon they’re in a bunch of times with their eyes open and then you’ll be let out to flap your arms and walk around to get the gas blown off your body. My group of 5 got up there and we were told to take the masks off. My eyes were open wide and I yelled “WOLFPACK!” after taking a nice deep breath of gassy air, haha. I was too excited to remember to take a deep breath in the mask before taking it off!! DS Bentley told me to open my eyes and shout – I’d closed them right after yelling my platoon because they started to burn! I’d already done what he wanted before but I guess he didn’t see – so I opened my eyes again, took a breath, “WOLF-cough…cough-PACK!! WO…cough..LFPACK!” Then he sent us on our way. I didn’t even wait for the other 4. I was getting the heck out of there!! My eyes were burning and watery but that was it. A couple threw up I believe. One guy just dropped to the ground. One girl in my platoon started freaking out inside. All we heard were screams, haha! All in all, it was fun. I don’t know why people were so scared. Nothing has scared me yet! Yay! I want to try the gas chamber again!
The road march there was pretty tough for me. I almost started crying because my sins were hurting so badly. Back home though, they were fine. DS Harris says our shins could hurt because we’re just not used to marching, walking or running on these surfaces. Hm, okay, I just hope I have no pain during my run tomorrow.
We also have a bay inspection tomorrow. Girls are still trying to get things in order now! IG is almost over – g’night!
One more thing. We got steak for dinner tonight. Not as good as yours, dad! (smile) (written in the complete dark.)
(October 1, 2003
Well, I passed my PT test. 40 pushups, 63 situps and my 2 mile run was 18:09 or something. 241 points/out of 300.
Then we started phase testing and so far it’s going well. Other than that, nothing has been going on. Tomorrow, we start training for BRM – Basic Rifle Marksmanship. Looooovely, that rifle is heavy.
I got a little attitude today for the first time – because some girl, oh look – she happens to be my battle buddy too – thinks myself, along with a couple others don’t pull their weight. Bull. “Wah. You don’t clean!” “Yeah, okay. What am I doing when I’m not cleaning? Helping your skanky butt!”
(October 2, 2003)
Well, we had some BRM practice today in the grass. Getting into firing positions, aiming, etc. We’re going to the range tomorrow. Ugh. It’s going to be a long day.
We are now in while phase! Only 41 more days until family day, I think!!
We have a little camp out Monday-Tuesday night – ugh.
I’m going to send this out tomorrow – Tata!!
(October 4, 2003)
I guess I’ll just keep writing. Yesterday we had a foot march to the range to get used to the foxholes and tried out the weaponeer. It’s a machine that calculates your shots. We had to get 6/9 shots in a 4 cm radius. The target was the same as one about 250 meters away. I got a 7/9 so I passed- yay!! It was a long day yesterday. A two mile march with our ruck sack, LCE and helmet (Kevlar? sp?). I almost started crying!! I’m second in the 4th squad and road guard, so I’m running around in the streets stopping traffic (usually there isn’t any!) then have to run back in full gear to catch up, and have to try and keep in step. Only problem is, the strides are too long for me – so when I try, my shins start to hurt badly. That’s why I was going to cry. But as soon as we get into the woods, they break us up in 2 lines, one on each side of the road. It’s easier because I can do my own strides. It was the longest walk we had. Then we stood ALL DAY & walked back. Again, I almost started crying. It was so hard. My feet were blistering, heals were throbbing, shoulders and back were sore. TERRIBLE! Then came “drag ass hill.” My breathing got bad. I seriously thought I was going to pass out. As soon as I got up top, I wanted to drop. That 2 mile march back was by far the worst thing I’ve done since being here. Some girls did cry, and some fell out. If that was horrible, I don’t want to know how the 9 ½ mile march is going to be. Oh, we were carrying our rifles, too! So my arms were hurting, too. Now I’ve got ruined heels, rubbed raw. It hurts like a mother to walk in my boots today!
DS Gonzales (Air Reserve DS) left today. I almost started crying, haha. And we only had him for 2 weeks! Sheesh.
But I’m off. My birthday is tomorrow.