if you wanna, ramble with me
im missing you @ 9:23 p.m. on 2003-02-05
I played computer-fix-it-WOMAN at an old friends' house (Rachel). I felt prestigious.
I am also playing camera-WOMAN for a video that she is making for advanced placement history class...of which entitles my pardoning from class some to go to WMHS (her school-where my mom and Rachel's mom teach) and film! WAHOO! Sometimes, this film stuff pays off.
I told myself that I would be in bed at 9 p.m. tonite. It's some minutes after. I don't want go to bed. I also don't want to get up early in the morning. ::Cross your fingers for snow::
It's so HOT in here that I literally almost broke into Nelly. And then I remembered that I was informed by an irrelevant source that "that's just not cool anymore." Whoever said I thought it was cool in the first place? But it is just "SO HOT in, so HOT in herre".
Ho hum.
I have a National Guard update.
This is what I wrote to Tara:
So, Anywho...I have more news on this stuff...(I hate to keep talking about this, but I know that you want to know)...
Ann (who, by the bye, just realized I call her Ann and not mom and seems to get a kick out of it) talked with the ROTC Colonel at her school. He seems to think that the National Guard deal is a good move for me...in his words "Super Duper"...(on second thought, I don't know if I should take advice from old men that say "Super Duper").
Moving right along, she went by their office in West Memphis and talked with the same guy that was in class the other day. He's a nice man. Mom asked him about the ASVAB test since our school was advertising that it is "only for Seniors". He says that if Marion doesn't allow me to take it, then he will take me to Memphis to take it. Mom talked to one of the counselors at school and she says she'll put me on the list and see how that goes through. Everyone is being supportive.
In great contrast to yesterdays' mood, where most oppossed my idea. I don't blame them.
I know very little. I cringe at the thought of not having a computer at my beckon call for 8 weeks of basic training. And the thought of waking up early and the 2 minute meals and...oh my god, will I have to eat meat? If I do, plus all that work...I'll be so sick. Lord knows, I hate to vomit. Haha.
I just need to learn more about this, find out if it is "right" for me.
I am still going to look into everything else.
Katie's cousin and his wife are coming up next Tuesday (they met in the Air Force) and I am going to talk to them about it. I have heard from many people, in addition to Chickie (and believe you me, her words' mean a lot more to me than those "other people") that the Air Force is much more woman-friendly.
My uncle Richard was in the National Guard and retired as a Major. I talked to his wife last night and he is going to be calling later this week so that we can talk about it.
And Allison's father who is stationed at Camp Robinson as a helicopter pilot. (I'm not sure if he's in Army or Air Force or what)
And Allison's brother who did the National Guard thing at 17 last summer.
Also my uncle, who was in the Navy.
And of course, Chickie. I value what she has to say.
By all means, I have a lot of people to talk to, who have experienced it first hand. (Haha, sorry, I had to go through my sources list)
At any rate, I like the benefits of the National Guard.
We'll see.