At the last minute I decided to go to the Protestant Church service. I'm really glad I did. Unlike back home where sometimes Church related to boredom, struggled to get up and make it, or use any other lame excuse...here it is a sort of secluded place. Nobody yelling at you, music, peace and a sense of worth. The service was good, the message was “Where do you stand?” Music was contemporary, upbeat and enjoyable experience. It also counts down the weeks, reminds you that That you have survived another week and one less week until you go home. I do realize it has only been a week and I am by no means struggling or having issues, or even worried about what is to come. But I did get a sense of Sunday Service.
I actually got decent sleep for the first time. Tonight I have first duty on fireguard which is a good one to have because I can be in bed the rest of the night. Sundays are cleaning day; clean then clean some more, then do it again. Our group is still having a problem with team work and some guys rebelling. Come Wednesday our new platoons will go down to about 50 guys instead of 72 in a bay. Will help pull together easier with less chaos. As long as everyone can find a way to keep the volume level on talking to a low roar, and after evening chow and our cleaning we should have a little free time and call it a night. Hoping it goes that way.
Just got back from chow and so far so good for a night's rest. Early lights out at 2000 and late wake-up at 0445. Fire guard for me is from 2000- 2100 so straight to bed for sleep.
- Favorite chant so far for chow is: “Last two, beat your feet, hurry up so we can eat, HOOAH.”
They have to sprint to the front to hold the doors and count everyone in.
Got word- our “Shark Attack” first day of boot camp may start with an early shake up at 0200 and be another 40+ hours of no sleep. Great stuff:(
Unless something happens in the next two hours- it is laundry time for me then lights out.
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