Three Weeks Later..

Yes, three weeks later I am just not getting around to another entry. I wish the time gap wasn't so long, because there is plenty to write about, but no real time! Today is Thanksgiving and while it didn't of course feel like a holiday, it wasn't too bad either. I am thankful to be able to attend a church service every Sunday, the process and purpose is also a good break for me mentally, allowing me to regroup for the next long week ahead each week. I'm very grateful for my "unofficial" battle buddy ("unofficial" because we are actually assigned to another person) ML - she is my closest friend here. She is from WV and cool as all get out! Overall things here are difficult from time to time, but also lots of fun at the same time. I hope to write more, and with more detail as I get more time to do so.

I don't really consider myself to be a homebody, but so far my biggest struggle here is just being apart from everyone I love back home. I miss my friends and family, I miss C more every day and sometimes I just feel guilty. It's different than when someone just moves away or to college or something because communication is restricted, even if we do get it - it's not enough!

DS Davis is on CQ duty tonight, so I really need to get to bed before I get caught and in trouble..

It has begun...

Wow - it has been forever since an update, but what can be expected now that the Army controls my every living breath. What better to do then than write a journal entry at 0335 during CQ duty..?

This is only my "real" first night here at Ft. Leonard Wood but I feel like I have been here for a week. The first night I arrived wasn't all as bad as I had expected it to be. It sucked when they made us dump our bags we had brought - I didn't care about that, but when I had forgotten to get some stuff out of one of the pockets so the Drill Sergent yelled at me, asked if I was trying to hide stuff. That was a no - believe me, I want to stay under the radar not stand out. I was mad that they took and simply threw away my unopened vitamins and Bengay pain patches, I mean if we can't have them - got it - but they stored away our other personal stuff, why throw the new stuff out why not keep it away for later and give it back when we can have it?! Quick first impression break down - Female DS's SUCK. The males on the other hand, which I thought I'd be more frightening aren't really bad at all - almost nice!? Example: DS Scott (female) woke up our entire bay tonight because the Fire Guard wasn't hadn't/weren't doing what they were assigned to do when she came in for a walk through.

I was personally yelled at for the first time today too...claimed I was talking in the chow line but it didn't bother me too much because well I was the only one the DS directed his comments to, and something tells me I wasn't going crazy and just talking to myself....?

I'm sure I could write more and more for days at a time, but I'm so tired and I gotta figure out how to keep myself awake!!