12 Days Til Boot Camp!
That's right, after finally getting through MEPS I'm officially in the Army after working at it for quite some time. After working my ass off I got a great score on the ASVAB, but they told me right at the end of the line that the job I'd put in for, and that I'd been wanting/working toward for months was unavailable in the known future. Crap. I ask if I can wait to select a job, and I'm denied that, saying I'd have to go through MEPS all over again! No. Freaking. Way.
So, a decently nice job pops up, 25F, and I have to take that. What I didn't find out until after accepting it(before signing), was that I was getting it because a slot opened up in a booked year, and that I'm to return to the station in 2 weeks to ship out for training. WHAT?! So yours truly is packing four months worth of stuff into two weeks hoping he can get his ducks in a row before time to leave. 22 week AIT, 9 weeks of Basic, and eight years of being in a job that I don't see myself enjoying as much as the one I wanted. Fun.
Long story short, after a week or two I'm going to be a commodity around here for quite some time, don't expect to see me around for at LEAST ten weeks, maybe more, and even then it'd just be a quick checking in.
This is my trike. There are many like it but this one is mine. My trike is my best friend, and it is my life. I must master it as I must master myself. My trike without me is useless. Without my trike, I am useless. I must ride my trike true. My trike and I know that what counts is not the amount of miles we ride, but the time we ride together. My trike is human in it's own ways, therefore I will learn it as my brother. I will learn it's weaknesses, it's strengths, it's parts, and it's soul.