Thursday, September 6, 2012
That Kind of Day
Ever have one of those that are bad for no particular reason? There is not a specific thing wrong or an event that throws you completely off, it's just THAT DAY. I fear that one day I might accidentally say something that will really blow it for me. Like that guy at your table who you want to punch in the face everyday but you know that its not socially acceptable.... so you just try and figure out how to spill all the water on to their lap. I am terrified that on a day like this I will end up losing it and, in an effort to reveal how big of an idiot he is, I might end up saying something like "SHUD UP! YOUR NOT COOL AND YOUR SHOULDNT TALK ...EVER!"
Its usually after an event like that where my military grade starts to drop.....as in plunge. One day it might be worth seeing how bad it would be, but as for now I will just keep pretending like I cant hold onto my water glass.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Life's a Beach...
Labor day came and went just as fast as any other weekend here at West Point. I think to myself that coming back will get easier as the years continue but it never does. The only thing that makes it better is coming back with good stories.
There was actually nothing to crazy to report this time. I could maybe mention that we didn't decide where we (Austin & I) were going until about 8pm the night before, but again, that is just part of the fun of it. Having a car, an approved pass, $50, and a will to leave can get you a long way- or in our case, to Jersey. Dad called up a classmate of his and asked if we could crash the weekend with them on their beach house in New Jersey. I'm not sure what Dad told him to let us come but it worked.
Austin and I drove down early (11am) Saturday morning after finishing a crossfit workout. As usually, it took Austin till we reached the gate of West Point before he was passed out snoring in the seat next to me. We ended hitting some traffic on the way down but nothing to crazy. Still had enough time to play on the beach and enjoy the refreshing water. Pretty much the same thing the next day except this time we pulled out the boogie boards and skim boards. The skim boards were much more fun when we were younger and less inclined to feel pain. Something about jumping on a slippery, wet, 2x4 while running full speed just doesn't seem as fun after the 3rd or 4th time of stubbing your toe.
All in all it was a great time with plenty of fun memories. I will try and upload pictures when I get a chance. Right now my one plebe is knee deep in figuring out how to be a CiC for calling minutes....oh the days..
There was actually nothing to crazy to report this time. I could maybe mention that we didn't decide where we (Austin & I) were going until about 8pm the night before, but again, that is just part of the fun of it. Having a car, an approved pass, $50, and a will to leave can get you a long way- or in our case, to Jersey. Dad called up a classmate of his and asked if we could crash the weekend with them on their beach house in New Jersey. I'm not sure what Dad told him to let us come but it worked.
Austin and I drove down early (11am) Saturday morning after finishing a crossfit workout. As usually, it took Austin till we reached the gate of West Point before he was passed out snoring in the seat next to me. We ended hitting some traffic on the way down but nothing to crazy. Still had enough time to play on the beach and enjoy the refreshing water. Pretty much the same thing the next day except this time we pulled out the boogie boards and skim boards. The skim boards were much more fun when we were younger and less inclined to feel pain. Something about jumping on a slippery, wet, 2x4 while running full speed just doesn't seem as fun after the 3rd or 4th time of stubbing your toe.
All in all it was a great time with plenty of fun memories. I will try and upload pictures when I get a chance. Right now my one plebe is knee deep in figuring out how to be a CiC for calling minutes....oh the days..
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