Well it is obviously a lot later of a date than I had written last. I don't really get a whole lot of time so I'm not to picky with this blog. Really no one reads them anyway, perhaps on day but not anytime soon I'd imagine. The date today is 02 feb 09 as I'm writing this, which is pretty far away from the last time I wrote which was back in either august or july. That is fine however, obviously a lot of historical landmarks have happened. Well impressions on me anyway. Right now I'm in my barracks, but we'll start from august. I got fired/quit a job at a place known as rams horn. The eatery really wasnt all that great. The food was over priced for the portion in my opinion and the service was lacking as well accept for a few chosen individuals. Eventually I moved on to a different job at good ole circuit city. We were a City place so it was much more relaxed and I liked the place actually. Although I had attained a job that I kind of liked, the people is anyway. There were a few managers that I didnt really have to deal with that I wouldn't mine to not meet on the street. Thats besides the point though. I had to leave the job because of the prior comitment to the united states service. I arrived they did the whole shave hair thing and what not and I was in a spec ops division and made it through. We graduated cno honors and what not. I met a few good people then off over to naval service training command which is where I am currently in time.

Being here is a bit different. It's better than RTC, but it wears on you. Some Petty Officers around here are straight up (insert explative here). I try not to let it down on me but it's hard not to when you get in trouble for really stupid stuff. I was at a muster and I had been playing guitar out in the hall way, mind you I was in uniform and all that I just had a guitar in my hand. After the muster there was a little lecture and thats when I got pointed out for having a guitar. I ended up having to talk to an SDC and explain myself a few times to different people. I got it sorted out before the second half of the day. The incident happened on a saturday, I had to wait till monday to fix it. Either way I on my own time got everything figured out and made sure there was no grey area. Since I am in the dive program, if someone gets introuble people surely know. Those people are the ones that really punish us. Now I got called out of the group. I explained my story that I was just holding it for muster, I was asked if I was a music lover. Of course I replied a "Hooya instructor" which is the only appropriate answer really. They smirked and were in a little awe about how dumb the situation is. None the less a punishment needed to be given out. More so from a few other things such as a nasty dirty hallway and other people screwing up. So we ended up doing 400 eight count body builders and then 100 flutter kicks. Hey it was a punishment thats for sure, it definitely could have been harder but I'm glad it wasnt. I just figured it was a good story that it needed to be somewhere. I didn't feel like writing it into my document on my computer so this will suffice.

A few changes in me had happened since last as well I guess I should note. I did write that I weighed 190ish before I left, when I weighed in at meps I dropped it down to 186, which I thought was a good healthy weight. I now weigh 194 which is the most I've ever weighed, but it isn't fat I promise you. I've been getting good beatings everyday pretty much. I have also met a few very cool characters who I will be considering friends for a while. It really is kind of like a family around here we're everyone takes care of everyone. One of the fellows used to work for the fox television network and his room mate is also a stand up guy. I also have been getting a steady paycheck every two weeks. Along with that came a new guitar which will be arriving tomorrow, although I had gotten in trouble for one... it still wasn't my guitar. I'll be needing my own. Another thing to add to it all which is probably the last subject matter, is people. You never know who you're going to meet along the way on your journy I've found. Right now I wouldn't really change the people I've met that I know will be or are great friends. The guy I slept next to and talked to and worked with everyday at RTC ended up taking his own life. Now that is a sad subject don't get me wrong but thats the point, we take granted who we meet in life and we don't know when they might just not be there anymore. I'm not much of a praying person but I have my own beliefs and I think, yeah I hope his family is doing a lot better because thats devestating thing. Lets just look forward and MAKE better days. You are and do what you want to after all.