Hey all yous!
I finally have that window to the outside world, my phone! I completed boot camp and just started tech school here in Mississippi for the next 3 months. As such, I have two months of stuff to catch up on. Where do I even start?
Basic training was definitely an experience; one I will remember forever. It was difficult but very rewarding. The first week is by far the worst. The instructors WILL yell at you, because every time you do something, you are doing it wrong! Oh, you weren't aware you were suppose to walk to the dining table in a certain way? Did you forget to put your hat on before you stepped outside? Unaware you were suppose to use a reporting statement? ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?? HOW DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSE?! YOU CAN'T EVEN FOLLOW SIIIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS!!! DO IT OVER AGAIN! YOU'RE WRONG TRAINEE! DON'T BE WEIRD TRAINEE!!! If you didn't feel like you were choking on your food, you weren't eating it fast enough. You have to do everything fast...... so that you can wait... for hours. They train you on discipline. A lot of time is spent standing at the position of attention. A trainee received a citation for just scratching his face because he can't move at all while standing at the position of attention, as we stand 3 inches behind the person in front of us while we wait to get our food. A lot of other time is spent marching in the nice hot and humid weather of Texas, where it feels like your face is going to melt off with all the sweat that pours forth. I never before had my eyes sting because the salt from my sweat made it's way to my eyeballs.
There were nice new dorms that they recently built. They were calling it "Disneyland" because it was all clean, with readily available bathrooms, automatic water bottle refill stations, wide open classrooms with air conditioning, and ice cream machines in their cafeteria.... Our flight didn't get those dorms. We got the ooold dorms they called "Arkham" or "Alcatraz". We had a broken bathroom door that dragged on the floor, three urinals, all of which were broken and slowly flooded the floor, a water fountain that exists only to troll us, and a piece of the ceiling even fell on my head. There were 55 of us in one dorm. All of it's showered together and slept in the same place, and we had to keep it spotless. They train you on attention to detail. During inspections, if your socks aren't rolled tight enough you get a demerit. If your underwear isn't folded correctly, you get a demerit. If there is a tiny thread sticking from your uniform, a single eyelash in your locker, a speck of dust - you get demerits. I was almost the first to get 0 demerits on my locker for my instructor. He called my locker "badass". I did spend 7 hours on it though.
You have to eat at the cafeteria and the food sucks. Doing kitchen duty is craazy. Dishes come flying through a window on trays, sometimes faster than a dish every second. I washed about 400 dishes for each meal of the during that day. When I went to lay down in bed that night, every sound I heard, from the rustling of the sheets to the coughs of others, literally sounded like dishes clashing together to me. It was the strangest sensation.
The funnest week was BEAST week. It was like camping out in the desert... if that even sounds fun. We were in large permanent tents with air conditioning (thank you air force!). Swarms of rollie pollies would invade our tents! The MREs we ate tasted pretty good. They remind me of an adult version of lunchables, and they have like a bajillion calories. Showers at BEAST were even more crazy. Imagine 200 guys trying to take a shower at the same time after they have been crawling in the sand. Then I had to clean that shower because I was on latrine crew. The worse part about BEAST week was simulating chemical attacks. We had to wear heavy unbreathable chem gear, then run outside in the desert to an un-air conditioned concrete shelter that has been baking in the Texas sun all day, then put on a gas mask and rubber gloves and just bake like the Pillsbury doughboy for TWO HOURS. I felt like I was going to pass out. Then there was the tear gas we had to breathe in. It's like inhaling fire, getting mega-sunburn on your face, chili peppers jammed into your eyes and all the snot expelled from your nose.
It's was pretty much like a prison in the way that you always had to follow a schedule, do what you are told to do, no technology, no music, no connection to the outside world aside from letters, and can't be alone for all of two months. In the end it was worth it. I put forth my dedication and effort - not only did I graduate, but I was awarded honor graduate, given to the top 10% of graduating airmen.
Now that I am I tech school I must continue to work hard so that I may become skilled at my job, and become an even better airman. I don't have my tablet yet, but soon! I still enjoy drawing, and promise I will find time to make it happen.
Here are some things I drew while I was at BMT. I am still using my very first micron pen. Look how beat up it is, and it still keeps going! I feel like I've forgotten how to draw. What does a wolf look like again??
2 years, 7 months ago
15 Jul 2016 07:13 CEST
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