I have a headache and get one every night. I'm trying to decide if it's from dehydration or a lack of sodium (overhydration). At this point it's a dead toss up but since I don't have any salt packs I'm hydrating.
Where to start … the DIs. They say the funniest crap. SDI goes yesterday, "At the same time you've covering down (aligning) your footgear, because if you think it's covered then you're probably smoking some form of crack cocaine that I don't know about." DI Sgt. Ambrose decided she was going to spell things out for us while we held our rifles parallel to the deck. SLOWLY! It was brutal.
Ambrose: You … Y… O… U… will…W… I… L… L… get… G… E… T… to… T… O…(and so on, finishing the sentence 'the front of the squad bay when I get done counting. Do you understand?')
She'd stop periodically to yell, "Get them UP!" and "I have to start over because Cobb distracted me. Say 'Thank you, Recruit Cobb.'"
We have our rifle classes in these uncomfortable sheds that have two open walls and a lot of benches. We sit there with our rifles slung and our range belts – canteens, ammo pouch and poncho – at our waste. It's very uncomfortable with the gnats and all and there is sand EVERYWHERE, I swear. It's all over our data books (where we record our shots) and wrecks our inksticks. The classes themselves though are great and our PMI is fantastic. We all went out to test fire on the range and he was like, "When you get out there, just calm down girls. You're going to forget everything you've learned. Ctrl-alt-delete, girls, Be calm." It was totally true. We all shot like crap and it was great! We also got to go to the ISMET – a simulator with real rifles hooked up to air hoses to simulate the recoil. You fire at a screen and the computer figures everything out. I did awesome in it.
The sand. I swear to you, we scuzz the floors 3 times in ten minutes and each time it is like we've never scuzzed before. Huge mounds of sand -- where does it all come from?
It's very hot here, but that's apparently unusual. I don't care too much except for the classroom breaks where we have to run back and forth. One girl has pneumonia. Another might get NJPed for being stupid.
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