Journal Entry: "On Our Way"

We received our orders to ship out from the purgatory of reception to BCT after what must be surely the most surreal, yet hopelessly boring weeks of my life. I had to break my vow of complaint silence a little today when I found out we were schedules for guard duty again tonight. That makes two nights in a row, and tomorrow is the big day so rest is at a premium. Just to give some background, double-duty is usually a punishment, this time it was a case of lazy cadre. The majority of our company pulled one duty all week. An unlucky few of us pulled three. FT Jackson reception is run very poorly. One can quickly begin to discern between stupid shit you have to do that is planned that way, and stupid shit you have to do that is the result of absurd disorganization, and (ironic as it is), a sadly low level of professional discipline amongst the cadre here. There are some well-meaning and hard-working souls among them, but the majority of them seem to be a petty gaggle of bureaucrats perpetually on the verge of burn out. The result is a great deal of mistakes and miscommunication.
Still, I am a day away from leaving that all behind. I’m very excited! I’m getting the same rush about getting off that bus as I do when I am about to jump out of an airplane.

It’s a long way down…