Zig Goes To Bootycamp
<div class="IPBDescription">D:</div> ZO my god...
i'm going to boot camp on monday x_x i will miss you alls... it's going to be a wild experience, definitely life-changing. i look forward to it, in most respects. since you guys for so long have been a part of me (cmon.. nsorg boards for life..) i am obliged to make allayous an offer..
i'm going to be writing a lot of people while i'm at boot camp (only form of communication with the outside world). i'm planning to choose somebody to post updates for me on my journal, and at the few online communities i consider myself close to.
would you guys be interested in updates like that (from me, at boot camp? ) they'd probably happen weekly ... or so? i figure they'll be interesting... give a realistic viewpoint on how things work in there (not EVERYTHING is like Full Metal Jacket <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->)
wel anyway.. thoughts? goodbyes? wellwishes? confessions of undying love? <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/style_images/TSA_Skin-975/icon12.gif' border='0' alt='user posted image' />
your pal
zigi
i'm going to boot camp on monday x_x i will miss you alls... it's going to be a wild experience, definitely life-changing. i look forward to it, in most respects. since you guys for so long have been a part of me (cmon.. nsorg boards for life..) i am obliged to make allayous an offer..
i'm going to be writing a lot of people while i'm at boot camp (only form of communication with the outside world). i'm planning to choose somebody to post updates for me on my journal, and at the few online communities i consider myself close to.
would you guys be interested in updates like that (from me, at boot camp? ) they'd probably happen weekly ... or so? i figure they'll be interesting... give a realistic viewpoint on how things work in there (not EVERYTHING is like Full Metal Jacket <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->)
wel anyway.. thoughts? goodbyes? wellwishes? confessions of undying love? <img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/style_images/TSA_Skin-975/icon12.gif' border='0' alt='user posted image' />
your pal
zigi
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Bootcamp'll be fun.
QFT.
Well good luck man. Be safe, both in boot and wherever you are sent afterwards.
Definately hop online to give us updates if you can. I'd be interested in hearing about the experience.
Take care.
no more softcore pr0n in post your pic?
NOES!
doog luck man.
Wait, didn't one of our army guys get shot in the face in boot?
dude, don't get shot in the face!
And yah, some one should make Tales From Zig's Bootcamp.
After a few seconds of amazing thoughts, I decide to check out the <a href='http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=boot' target='_blank'>dictionary</a>
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boot.
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8 boots An instrument of torture, used to crush the foot and leg.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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After a few seconds of amazing thoughts, I decide to check out the <a href='http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=boot' target='_blank'>dictionary</a>
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8 boots An instrument of torture, used to crush the foot and leg.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
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Boot was the old name for a recruit, back in 'the day'. From what I was told by my Grandpa(Korean), a 'Boot' was a new recruit, while a 'Sandal' was a veteran- a sign of how long you'd been in combat was how ripped up your boots were.
... and be <b>REAL</b> glad you won't have to go through what I did in 1968. Back then recruits had NO rights, and we had the tee-toatal crap knocked out of us. Every day. For 8 weeks. Nothing but major harassment. I never knew you could get blisters on top of blisters on top of blisters. I once got caught whispering in the chow line, and had to do the dying cockroach for 15 minutes hollering at the top of my lungs "I hate you drill sergeant!". <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo-->
And just remember that all your combat training wont ammount to anything when you first enter that space ship and see green stuff lining the walls.
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Caek, Pai, and Onos Milk for strong marines bones!
aint it you that had all those rifles and stuff?
Remember this: When the drill instructor says keep one arms distance from them at ALL times, be sure to remember that. And if you get pushed into them by someone else running behind you, its still your fault.
<span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>Oh how I paid for that one......</span>
... and be <b>REAL</b> glad you won't have to go through what I did in 1968. Back then recruits had NO rights, and we had the tee-toatal crap knocked out of us. Every day. For 8 weeks. Nothing but major harassment. I never knew you could get blisters on top of blisters on top of blisters. I once got caught whispering in the chow line, and had to do the dying cockroach for 15 minutes hollering at the top of my lungs "I hate you drill sergeant!". <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Depot is my hero. Those were indeed the days.. isnt it true now that the drill instructors cant even <i>curse</i> at you? I'm friggen shocked if thats the truth.
You lie on your back, and extend your arms and legs straight up. Try it for 15 minutes.
Keep in mind I was screaming at the top of my lungs for the duration because Mr. Drill Sergeant (I remember his name 37 years later) kept saying, "I...can't...hear...you!" <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo-->
You lie on your back, and extend your arms and legs straight up. Try it for 15 minutes.
Keep in mind I was screaming at the top of my lungs for the duration because Mr. Drill Sergeant (I remember his name 37 years later) kept saying, "I...can't...hear...you!" <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Blimey.
You lie on your back, and extend your arms and legs straight up. Try it for 15 minutes.
Keep in mind I was screaming at the top of my lungs for the duration because Mr. Drill Sergeant (I remember his name 37 years later) kept saying, "I...can't...hear...you!" <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Blimey.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<b>Next story:</b> Every time we went to the mess hall, we had to cross the monkey bars before they'd let us eat. I don't remember how long they were, but they certainly weren't of the playground jungle-gym variety. If you lacked upper body strength (which most did) it was extremely difficult to make it all the way across without falling. And then you developed blisters. On top of blisters. On top of blisters.
You had to eat, and you didn't enter the mess hall until you crossed the bars, and the PX was off limits to us ... you get the picture - you mastered it quickly. Did I mention we weren't allowed to receive care packages in the mail?
Boot camp (or Basic Training as we called it) whipped you into physical and emotional shape in 8 weeks. It's also where I've seen, as in up close and personal, the only time a fellow human being tried to take his own life. Yeah, it was <b>THAT</b> bad .... ... .. .