Hooah.

Seeing as I am typing this out right now, I survived my very first drill! Hooah! 

it was beyond scary.

Your first day at RSP Drill you are in "Red Phase". So you are in a classroom 65% of the day on Saturday. You report at 0830 and are in class till 1400. Chow isn't bad around the place, we had MREs for lunch on Saturday. With a MRE, it is literally a 2,000 calorie meal in a small 11x6 box. The strangest part is how it is actually good... I mean, will you find me just munching on one for kicks one day? No. But it was not as bad as some of the other meals. 

That night we did PT at the training center along with Agility Ball. 

SPOILER ALERT: AGILITY BALL IS THE DEVILS GAME.

PT wasn't too bad, it's strange... I'm not used to it. But it's somewhat like doing yoga but with more stretching. My whole company does it at the same time, like 100 young soldiers, just doing yoga.

LET'S GET TO AGILITY BALL. It's dodgeball, with the Army. The Sergeants spilt us up, like 50 on each team, and just let the horror begin. Here is the funny part, when you get hit, and by hit I mean demolished... you have to lay on the floor till two people on your team carry you off the court. 

Sleeping in the barracks weren't bad either, actually quite decent! That morning we got up, cleaned up, and had to run back to the Freedom Center. My platoon got in trouble, so we had to run in place for 30 minutes RIGHT before chow. Kill me. 

then we got to go to church.. *deep breath* honestly, that is probably what got my spirits back up!

The rest of the day we just had class on how to read maps. It was pretty cool. I was a little confused at first but the Sgt. explained it better to me, and now I get it. Watch out, just going to be scouting the wilderness. Errrrday. Our platoon had to do 50 push ups during class too. 

AWESOME.

I got to go home around 3 that day, which was an amazing feeling. I went straight to pick up my Hanny and to get food. Because I was a starving beast. We went to my beloved Church too, which had me soaring. A lot of people thanked me for my service, which is an amazing feeling. It almost renders you completely speechless...

Going out with friends afterwards made me feel even better. It just solidifies my heart in what I'm doing. It's scary, I will admit that. But i can do it. I will find my way, if I can be strong. I know every mile will be worth my while. I will go almost anywhere, to find where I belong.

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It means a lot to me to have everyone being so supportive of me. At first I was afraid nobody would be as supportive when I'm in my uniform, or ignore me, or think I am different now. Luckily, God blessed me with the most amazing support group, and I'm so happy! thank you for everything to everyone!