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BCT Day 32

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. The sky is getting dark. When I wake up tomorrow, there will be just 3 Sundays left.
Created by: Marck

The following information is a portion of "Marck's Boot Camp Diary". The information contains a straight-forward look at Basic Training Life on a daily basis. The information contained within this page is used with the express written permission of the author. For more information about the author view the "Author's Information" at the bottom of the page. Some choice phrases have been censored.

August 25th, 2002

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. The sky is getting dark. When I wake up tomorrow, there will be just 3 Sundays left.

I ate breakfast(two pancakes, PB & J sandwich, milk, and a pear). Then I went to the Jewish service. The rabbi instantly liked me because his brother is opening a synagogue in Alexandria, VA. He put a thing on my left arm and under my yarmulka with leather straps which holds the sacred scrolls. Then we said a prayer. Later at lunch, they had roast pork and I did not eat it. It's the rabbi's last day, so he brought a ton more food than usual. After saying some prayers, we pigged out. I never ate so many chocolate graham crackers, fig bars, gummy fruit slices with sugar and grape juice that tasted strangely like wine in my life. Yeah, I was on a sugar rush. I also remembered my grandmother, who died about a year ago.

We didn't get a haircut today. Gasp! That's $4.75 more in my pocket. That quickly went away, since I had to pay the remaining $50 for laundry service.

Our D.S. took us to the gym. We got to play basketball for like an hour. Doing that might not seem like such a big deal, but it is. That privilege is a luxury in basic training. No other platoons got to use it. I don't even like b-ball, mainly because you could make the basket bright neon and the size of a bathtub and I'd still suck like a newborn kitten on his mom's milk. But I played, sucked, and was happy to be there. I gotta get my boots shined, like I've been meaning to for an hour.