First things first...I am alive! Not sure how, but I am!
Week 1 is complete and boy, was it a rollercoaster! The "indoctrination to the military" week here at OTS would straight up kill the common man. Wake up at 0445 (yes, I've learned the 24-hr clock now), get yelled at, eat a sub 3-min. breakfast, get yelled at, march around, get yelled at, sit through numerous 'welcome' lectures, forced to memorize numerous tidbits of info, get yelled at for not remembering the tidbits, ... well, you get the idea. Oh, did I mention that lights-out is at 2300 and then having another 2 hours of work to do? Yep...so sleep from 0100 to 0445. You do the math...my brain is shot.
As odd as it sounds, I'm loving every minute of it. No, seriously, I am. Even the yelling part. It's amazing to think that less than 700 of America's finest graduate from this program annually....and I'm one of them. Right now, I'm working side by side with 1/7 of them. Each, with very unique stories about how they got here.
Anyways, I'm tired, loopy and ready for dinner. "That will be all, Sir."