My last post was the last letter I really wrote due to the fact it would be pointless to send anymore home. I would make it back before the mail actually reached their.
Everything was pretty much the same so Ill give a summary.
We ended up doing alright in the final inspection but left feeling like we were the lowest of low and didn't clean or do anything right. Apparently they left that feeling with everyone and we actually did decent. No win for us but by this point whats new.
We did end up winning the final banner flag for combatives. It was one of the few that didn't involve the whole platoon to participate. The guys did awesome and won fairly easily. Once again.. we by far had the strongest platoon but had just enough weak bodies to hurt us in most events.
Last week involved more and more cleaning.. graduation practice. Everyone was pretty excited and we even got our phones back for good for the last few days. This mean nonstop music playing which is what everyone really missed.
Family day was a neat little ceremony where we first earned the right to wear our berets. Ive never been a fan of proper uniform and wear so it of course feels weird to me. If you have time look up what it takes to form a beret. Long process that involves shaving it, wetting it, and shaping it for hours in order for it to form the right way.
Graduation went off without any issue. My mom was annoyed and trying to take as many pics as possible while all I wanted was to get the heck off the base and into civilian clothes. Some good photos came out luckily but boy did it feel good to finally leave that place. I even changed into my civi clothes and we found a neat little lunch spot. I got to enjoy my first micro brew beer in 2.5 months so that was a big deal and it was amazing.
Recover week brought a new meaning to most of the guys. Unlike how it might seem.. it is not a recovery for us.. it is for the Army to recover all of their equipment. Total pain in the ass process and it took the entire week with not much sleep. It was bitter sweet when it all ended.
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