so the night i left was the hardest night never. saying bye to my boys was harder then anything i had to go through at basic. we ate dinner at the hotel and then spent some time together before we said bye. caydon cried as soon as we started going to the car. so then the next morning i wen to meps and did all my medicle out processing stuff. and then we got into our groups and i was the leader of my group. out of the....uh, 9 people in my group, 3 of them ended up being in my brother flight, and 1 in my flight. the rest i never saw again, they went to other squadrons. so i'm not sure how they did. two out of the three guys from my brother flight, i'm also in tech school with, un fortunately my georgey went to a different base for her tech school :(
okay so air force bmt (basic military training) i'll put the letters up...but in a nut shell, heres how it went. it sucked, i hated my life every day...some more than others...but then at the end of the day, i would think "well, it really wasn't that bad..." the first two weeks were the hardest...the third week, still being hard, but we knew 4th week was next, and that's when things were supposed to get better. however, when we got to 4th week, we realized that things did not get better, we just got used to it. we got used to waking up at 4:45 (what i would give to wake up at the time to do pt...i have to wake up at 3:30 now at tech school...gross.) anyway, 4th week was cool b/c we got to do the obsticle course and the gas chamber. and after going through both of those things, i also realized that it wasn't really physically demanding, or not what i thought it would be anyway. it was more mental then anything. i didn't get to talk to my family till the end of 3rd week. and it was for about 3 minutes. and then the following week i got a 10 minute phone call. and then after that we got like 30 min or more until the beginning of out 8th week, before graduation, we only got 10....but i don't tihnk any of us were complaining b/c we were all going to see our families soon, and be in tech school soon where we talk to them every day.
My M.T.I.s (military training instructors) usually just called them T.I.s between us and brother flight i think we had a total of 7 T.I.s not all at once...but after switches and all that...yah fun times. no i know if i go on to describe each one of them, one of them is bound to find this blog and read all about it....so i'm goign to do it anyway. so our main T.I. was Tsgt Dostart. and out of all the T.I.s we had, he was my favorite. and that's b/c i felt he had all the qualities of a good teacher...him and msgt shumacher (hopefully i spelled his name right) just Tsgt Dosart was a little less crazy then Tsgt Shumacher...okay a lot less crazy. and by that i mean, out of the things they threw...a bed was not one that Tsgt Dostart threw...anyway they were all really great teachers, and even though i still don't understand everything they did, or why, i'm certain that doing flutter kicks while saying "1-2-3 bobby pin" will some how help me in my air force career.
Highlights:
- laundry, while i complained about it, and it was at times really gross, and smelly, it was nice to get away, and have some time with my friend lay lay. and *cough coughbrotherflightcough cough cuz i would never ever talk to my brother flight, b/c talking to boys is wrong...when you're in bmt.
- my fashion shows...fligh 732...you know you miss them :)
- shoemaker immitatin shumacher....ha ha ha ha
- darling's singing
- Ham when she would get frustrated and yell at us...she was the only one who wasn't a student leader that we would listen to...but that's cuz she's Ham.
- petrie and church...best day of the week!!
- uh...Tsgt Dostart and the plunger...
- making friends and getting to know 40+ girls who i may not alway keep in touch with, but for sure will never ever forget
- phone calls on sundays
- harry up! what the hail....love you bolles
- flight, i want to apologize b/c i had letters in my shakle...
- Tsgt Dostart's "daddy moments"
- when we moved miranda into the office...and more stuff and more stuff, and more trips up and down the stairs...so much stuff
- amnesty night.
- coin ceremony/graduation
- an amazingly great worst 8.5 weeks of my life
graduation/transition to tech school
seeing my family was awesome, and it was so weird that it was over. the first week of tech school just felt like a "field trip" almost. b/c since i'm still on lackland, and i still walk by my squadroni kept thinking that i was going to be back in that dorm with all those girls wondering if we were going to get a night raid. even still sometimes i wake up thinking that i'm giong wake up in that bay...but nope, just me and my one roommate. i don't have to wear socks to bed, infact i can wear what ever i want to bed. and i don't have to roll my socks (but i do) sshh, don't judge me! i don't roll my shirts though, but i do fold my underwear and bras the same...i know i know, i thought i wouldn't, but it looks so nice...
anyway. so i started my class pretty quickly. my job was supposed to be contracting...but i didn't pass my block 2 test, so now i'm waiting to be reclassed. so instead of coming home jan 22 i'm not actually sure when i'm goign to come home...some time within the next 3 months hopfully. i was going to dyess afb, which was in abaline tx but now that i'm switching jobs, i will also switch bases i'll keep you all updated. i posted lots of pics on my facebook...if you have any questions or would like to know anything about my adventures, just ask!! miss you all and hopefully i will see some of you soon!
love tasha...or A1C Ringlein.
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Congratulations on making it through! Knew you could do it. Let me know what you find out about your duty station and keep in touch. Miss you. Hope you had a good Christmas!
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