#future sailor

The Young Mariner, by Robert Gemmell Hutchison (1855–1936)

On this day 5 years ago I was buckling myself into my very first airplane ride on my way to BCT for the US Army. Things happened while I was there and I was sent home prematurely. But in the midst of all this I promised myself in 5 years if I wasn’t happy with where I was in life I would rejoin. However, I would be smarter, fitter, and apparently aiming to wear that navy blue. ⚓️ So here I am. This is my journey to get back into the US Military to complete what I started.

Just yah friendly neighborhood annoying nigga showing up LATE for the Blackout! Hey pretty people!

The main labor of love I've had set inside my head is simply to travel. I have been going with my grandparents since I was little as the age of 5 or 6 all around the islands of the Philippines and I would recall that we'd simply go through our auto and we'll make a trip island to island through a freight boat. It was tiring yet fun in light of the fact that we get the opportunity to see a variety of stuff. It was never inside my psyche to join the military. NEVER! My fantasies were small to the point that I couldn't trust that God is putting forth me something more. My father really wanted me to run with the USAF since he served for them before for a long time, yet I thought why not join the Naval force? At to begin with, I wasn't generally into the thought. I mean - why might I need to pound my self physically? Why might I need somebody shouting at my face for reasons unknown? (RTC) then I understood, bootcamp is just transitory (2 months). Shouldn't something be said about in the last mentioned? I all of a sudden thought about every one of the impetuses that the military could give me. Beside beginning my life, to being fiscally steady, to beginning a vocation as a Corpsman, to travel - significantly more! It made me need to endeavor harder on my ASVAB test. I have fizzled 3 times! My first test was 29, my second was 49, I clearly went 20 focuses higher than my initial one so I needed to take an affirmation test and I scored a 38, a 11 focuses lower than my second score. My scouts had a go at everything to get me through with a waiver for 1 point. I sat tight months for a call from them each and every day, except each and every day I get baffled. Following 6 months of sitting tight and no endorsement for my waiver - I simply needed to take the test once more! At last, I go with a 60. I was shocked to the point that the delegate disclosed to me that I did extraordinary and he revealed to me what my score was, without a moment's pause I said to him that my father would be so pleased and I cried to bliss. I initially marked in as a Settlement Sailor and I just couldn't take my contemplations out on the grounds that it troubles me that I won't have a profession way in the Naval force (not till I achieve E-4). In this way, I conversed with the leader of our selecting station and revealed to him that I wasn't content with my occupation and I would prefer not to leave unless the employment I have set as a primary concern since. Mind you, they didn't give me a chance to pick when I was at MEPS! The occupation qualifier just disclosed to me this is I think the one for you. Luckily, when I educated the head concerning it he promptly made telephone calls to inquire as to whether there is an accessible opening for HMs (Doctor's facility Corpsman) and they had one! I thought then perhaps it was an indication that God needs me in and as a Corpsman, I was so upbeat and satisfied then. Presently, I'm leaving for RTC soon as an E-1 Corpsman and ideally graduate with stripes. In the photograph: NRS Antioch at DEP meeting at a Recreation center.

That means I can finally get back to jogging and climbing more. And semi-more-heavy-duty stuff as compared to body-weight workouts.

Been nearly a year since I started working on enlisting, so happy that I’m almost there

BMI: 26.2