Well, for those of you who were looking on, I have successfully made it into the US Army. Regardless of my eye problem - my vision is 20/200 in one eye - I was able to find myself a position as a 91w, or Medical Specialist. I am hoping that from this beginning, I can maybe someday be a dermatologist or reconstructive surgeon. I've always been fascinated by dermatology, and as I've aged, cosmetic and reconstructive surgery have become a stronger and stronger fascination. I have the Discovery Health Channel to thank for this.
By the way, if you're interested in cosmetic surgery, I strongly suggest Aesthetic Surgery, by publisher TASCHEN. It's an excellent, informative, entertaining book with some fascinating historical information on the practice.
Enlisting in the Army was, for me, a difficult and lengthy process, if only because I had to come back on a seperate date for my eye consult before I could be approved, and because I truly despise MEPS and all the waiting it entails. Trust me, the Golf Channel is worse than usual when you've got no choice but to watch it.
I was really going for PSYOPS or Graphic Designer/Multimedia Illustrator, but neither position was available - because PSYOPS is largely Reserves and because I'm not even sure the GD/MI job ACTUALLY exists, because it's so rare. I think one would actually have to somehow transfer INTO this job to get it. It's too bad, too - I drew a picture for the Army because I was concerned they would want to reject me because of my eye. No worries, but unfortunately, it did not make my liason go "WELL THEN, IF YOU'RE GOOD AT IT ALREADY, HERE YOU GO!", like I thought it might. I might scan that picture at some point, as it's a good self-portrait, but I gave it to my recruiters office, and would have to somehow finagle it back from them, or find out if they had their own office scanner I could make gratuitous use of.
I will be shipping out on November the third, going to Fort Jackson, South Carolina. This is where I will take on an 11-week boot camp, followed by 16 weeks at Fort Sam Houston in Texas for my medical training. I will recieve the first seven thousand of my 11,000 dollar bonus at this point, the rest will be dispersed throughout the rest of my four-year enlistment. Hopefully, at this point, I can buy a Vespa. I've always wanted/needed one of those.
Perhaps I will be able to visit my family. Perhaps, perhaps a lot of things.
While my three year long relationship with my boyfriend is likely to remain stable, I do worry about it a little. I assume this is natural. We've done long-distance before and been fine, but I'm sure you can understand my concerns regarding the college girls who will have him all to themselves while I am away.
Here's another one of my famously "gee, that's not so impressive, why are you here?" pictures.
By the way, if you're interested in cosmetic surgery, I strongly suggest Aesthetic Surgery, by publisher TASCHEN. It's an excellent, informative, entertaining book with some fascinating historical information on the practice.
Enlisting in the Army was, for me, a difficult and lengthy process, if only because I had to come back on a seperate date for my eye consult before I could be approved, and because I truly despise MEPS and all the waiting it entails. Trust me, the Golf Channel is worse than usual when you've got no choice but to watch it.
I was really going for PSYOPS or Graphic Designer/Multimedia Illustrator, but neither position was available - because PSYOPS is largely Reserves and because I'm not even sure the GD/MI job ACTUALLY exists, because it's so rare. I think one would actually have to somehow transfer INTO this job to get it. It's too bad, too - I drew a picture for the Army because I was concerned they would want to reject me because of my eye. No worries, but unfortunately, it did not make my liason go "WELL THEN, IF YOU'RE GOOD AT IT ALREADY, HERE YOU GO!", like I thought it might. I might scan that picture at some point, as it's a good self-portrait, but I gave it to my recruiters office, and would have to somehow finagle it back from them, or find out if they had their own office scanner I could make gratuitous use of.
I will be shipping out on November the third, going to Fort Jackson, South Carolina. This is where I will take on an 11-week boot camp, followed by 16 weeks at Fort Sam Houston in Texas for my medical training. I will recieve the first seven thousand of my 11,000 dollar bonus at this point, the rest will be dispersed throughout the rest of my four-year enlistment. Hopefully, at this point, I can buy a Vespa. I've always wanted/needed one of those.
Perhaps I will be able to visit my family. Perhaps, perhaps a lot of things.
While my three year long relationship with my boyfriend is likely to remain stable, I do worry about it a little. I assume this is natural. We've done long-distance before and been fine, but I'm sure you can understand my concerns regarding the college girls who will have him all to themselves while I am away.
Here's another one of my famously "gee, that's not so impressive, why are you here?" pictures.
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laputa64:
but i do LOVE that jacket!
shellymc:
Hope everything is okay with you?