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||[Feb. 26th, 2009|01:30 pm]
As usual, a long over due post. Honestly i just kind of clicked post, I don't know what my last post was...or when it was posted. I figure it was before i became a 'Soldier'. |
It is 'not' what i expected it to be. While certain parts are as expected IE: Waking up at 4 AM for PT, Chow, and training. I find that the discipline I'd been hoping to get, doesn't exactly exist...here at least. Every day however I am getting more knowledge towards my job specific tasks. Right now we're in the Sims (Simulators), we are drilled for 3 hours as an AO (Aircraft Operator) with emergencies and flight checklists and procedures. The other 3 hours are spent as the MPO (Mission Payload Operator), during this time we learn how to create and implement a mission planning strategy of sorts, providing over watch to soldiers on the ground.
Amusing part of sims...if a soldier gets shot...they blow up in a huge flame...programming is a little........odd there.
I've been through RSTA-PO Which was map reading/navigation skills. RSTA-I which was imagery analysis, FAA AKA: UGHS Probably the most boring class out of them all.....8 hours a day on the rules and laws of flight...anywhere above the surface of earth....bet you can figure out where it got the nickname ughs...Then came Emplace/ Displace which was a brief over view of how to set up a mission base to run operation with our Aircraft. Now...we're in sims, as stated earlier.
I find myself feeling trapped...I know I joined the army...the reasons for doing it...but at the same time I feel as though I've literally fucked myself over. I know there was little i could do for this situation of course, but there is this girl who I literally LOVE and in the process of joining the Army...I believe I have let any opportunity of EVER getting close...has vanished. At the same time i know said person is 'happy' the way they are, and i know that i should be proud of this fact...I am...I've come to terms with the chances being stacked against me ever since the move, and to ruin a good thing would be selfish right? But i can see what i am becoming to this person. It hurts.
As i have intended from the start, i will stand by for any time they are in need of a friend to talk to, but i am beginning to realize that within a year or two, with how little we talk...i'll be in the situation Mero was in when we were together...and slowly as such, fade away.
I had to speak up....i'm sick of being quiet.
Task Force Odin. Ft. Hood, Texas...is the new assignment