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Name: Sarah Country: United States State: New York Birthday: 7/27/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: God, life, politics, law, and other small matters. Expertise: Learning Occupation: Student Industry: Nonprofit
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4/4/2004
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| A bit of a detourWell, OCS has been 100% insane...and totally awesome! It is complete hell and rewarding at the same time (sometimes there's a little time between it being hell and rewarding). The people are amazing, ministry is great. It's kind of weird to go from sitting at a desk in NYC full of homosexuals, liberals and office workers in suits to swimming through mud and running through the woods screaming "KILL!" with 300 of the most outstanding, driven conservative men and women dressed in camoflauge. It was amazing. You're taught to live with constant pain. It's weird, our bodies became accustomed to 3 hours of sleep a night and never ending muscle pain and minor broken bones (toes, fingers). However, my bones couldn't ignore the pain forever. This past week I collapsed during a run and was taken to a hospital. They did a bone scan which revealed fractures through my hip. They said a few more days of training would snap it completely, so I had to stop. I was on a flight home Saturday and arrived home 5 min before the kickoff for the amazing OSU v. U of M game. I was devastated to have to leave OCS. However, I will be returning to training in June, once I heal up. I miss it a ton, but I'm not complaining about sleeping in my own bed (opposed to my rack in the squad bay where I had to lay at the position of attention) for EIGHT FREAKING HOURS (as opposed to 3) and waking up to a HOT CUP OF STARBUCKS COFFEE (opposed to...nothing) with my parents saying, "it's so good to have you home honey" (opposed to Sergeant Instructor's saying "Wake the F*&$ up RODE! WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOUR HAIR!? PUT MORE GEL IN IT!) and of course driving wherever I want (opposed to marching in the cold with my rifle). Yeah, I'm disappointed, but I'll be back. | | |
| Kidless 4EVERSo, I didn't think offering to babysit kids for a couple days would be that big of a deal. WRONG! I take them to the pool, my phone gets knocked into the water and is forever destroyed (along w/ all the phone numbers saved in it). I take them apple picking; one throws up all over himself and my car! (yeah, that's right...I have a car now). My mom is great, now she's taking care of them.
This whole Marine thing is great! It postpones dating for 4 years, which postpones marriage at least 6 years, which postpones kids for at least 8 year. So, I don't even have to THINK about kids until I'm at least 30! I love the Marines!
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| AcceptanceI have been waiting for today for the whole summer. I was anticipating and dreading it. I didn't know if I would be excited or scared if I actually made it. Well, its both.
The Lieutenant called me this morning with the news: I have been accepted to Marine Corps Officer Candidate School. I am so excited and a little nervous at the same time. I can't believe I"m actually doing this. I get to be an officer in the best branch of the best military of the best country in the world! | | |
| "Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference. The Marines don't have that problem." ~ Ronald Reagan | | |
| It's been a year since I actually updated and here I am again, with another dud birthday. I think celebrating birthdays is perhaps something only done for children b/c this is the third year in a row that I have done nothing. But, on a much more upbeat note...
Even though there is nothing special about me turning 22, I love where my life is at right now and I love being this age, even though I feel a bit old. I am 1/4 of the way done with my life. (I guess you know what I would say about a glass with water).
I will update next week when I find out officially where my life is headed and I will feel the freedom to be ecstatic. | | |
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