Hello Blogging Besties. I have returned. I’m currently writing responses to every single comment you left me in post about weight and athletics so feel free to look back at what I wrote or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and we can have a chatski.
As most of you know-this week we dropped my brother off at the US Merchant Marine Academy just outside of New York City. I would be lying to you if I didn’t say Matt and I were extremely close and it was really hard on me. I don’t get to talk to him until July 17th and I get to talk to him for about 1 minute on July 17th because he has a 5 minute phone call. I don’t get to see him until November during our cross country championships. He can’t get onto facebook or social media sites or any of that jazz but he does have an email and is subscribed to my blog so he can read through email.
Blerg. It’s what he wanted to do. He wants to go and be fighter pilot so kudos to him.
There were about 8000 people that applied the Merchant Marine Academy and they accepted 275. We dropped him off at 7:30am on Thursday, waited while they shaved his head and began the whole process. He shaved most of his hair off beforehand because he would get a ton of crap for having long hair. After 7:30, we didn’t get to talk to him anymore but we did get to see him. Does that sound stalkerish? NAH.
From what we saw across the campus, he had to run with all his possessions that were bought. I don’t know about you but I brought a hell of a lot more to college. He can’t.
I’m not sure how to really explain the whole military school concept to my nonmilitary besties but Ill try my best. He goes through a process of about a month starting now where he is not even accepted to the school. He is considered a candidate to school. They then mold you into military cadets. It’s a very rough process. They put you down. They yell at you. They make you s strong. At parents weekend in November, they announce that everyone is accepted is now a first year. Well-if you make it that far that is.
Matt is strong and he will get through it.
Hi Matt-I know you can read my blog sometimes and I miss you already. This blog post is dedicated to you-I the drive home kind of sucked because there was no one to obnoxiously sing rap songs with (we lead the family in rapping so songs such as black and yellow and our recent favorite, where them girls at). Anywho-You will make it through this stage of your life. Hope everything is going well for ya 🙂
Question for you:
1. Do you know anyone close to you that went into the military?
The daddykins was in the Navy and now the broski. Everyone in my life has sweet nicknames.