BCT Day 50
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September 12th, 2002
A boring day for me lies ahead. We’re doing nothing but practicing/studying for EOCT. I already know my ****. I pay attention in class and I study. With all this practice and time to study we’ve had this week, there’s still going to be people who don’t know a rifle from a grenade. People’s stupidity around testing time never ceases to amaze me.
Man, the company across the pit just came back from FTX on their 15K march. They have no training left. In a week, they are out of here. It’s like taking a glimpse one week into the future. I can’t wait to ask them about FTX.
EOCT practice is dragging on, but I’m glad I’m practicing, just in case I get a brain fart on Saturday. It feels weird to stay in the company area all day. We’ve been going somewhere every day. Two weeks left. I hope you all are packing many gifts for my run through of hell. 🙂
They just gave us news. We will attack Iraq in 7 days if they don’t let us inspect weapons. The talk around here is any of us could be going to the big sandbox in the near future. I could be me, it could be the guy next to me. I am in the army at a time of likely conflict. I think they’re exaggerating. They’re talking about we’re going right after basic. How gullible do you have to be to believe that ****? “Oh, you all are infantry coming out of basic.” That may be so, but it’s not WW3. Yet.
I need to expel some feelings now, so bear with me. I’m so ******* sick of this place. I’m sick of most of the people in my platoon, I’m sick of D.S. Boston, I’m sick of being ignored, I’m sick of getting smoked for some idiot’s mistake, I’m sick of the loneliness, I’m sick of being covered in sawdust, I’m sick of sleep depravation, I’m sick of the mind games, I’m sick of the stupidity and ignorance that surrounds me, I’m sick of the bureaucracy, I’m sick of the routine, I’m sick of having to seek approval for everything I buy, I’m sick of phone restrictions, I’m sick of the power tripping, I’m sick of not knowing my immediate future, I’m sick of being treated like I don’t matter, I’m sick of wearing the same ******* clothes everyday, aw **** it. Two more weeks. Two more and the BS meter will go way down in AIT.
