"Captain's log...I have actually began the long enduring journey into the abyss we people of the twelth year of high school call...college applications"
Yes, I have officially started my college applications. And by college, i mean Naval Academy, And by application i mean filling out some info documents and saving other portions of the applications to my desktop. It's been hard lately actually stepping out the door and getting something to anything started on this application. With deadlines already thrown at me, it's more like i have no choice to but to actually begin.
Today I also had the opportunity to check out the United States Merchant Marines and Air force academies. It was sort of a downer because the Air Force Academy's website was very modern looking, but it sucked when it came to actually trying to navigat myself around. I never really found the link to the admissions part of the website. So at the moment, Air Force is out of the question.
Now that i think about it, I just remembered the Coast Gaurd Academy.
"..thank you blogger. You make my life a little better everyday..sike"
Today was a very not-so-fun-filled day. Although i managed to sleep in a couple hours a stray from my normal sleeping schedule. It was mainly Government homework and applications. I don't like federalism.
Four hours of that stuff and i still don't know what federalism means.
So, I'm hoping to the God i love and believe in that i get a really good amount of this USNA application done. So far after researching what i need to do about senator nominations and other academies, i found out that I'm going to have to write a lot. A LOT. Essays, essays, essays.
Typing that three times makes me think about a mexican joke. Hehe. Racist jokes were not made, since i did not make any. WHOA! Sike on you!
Ugh, but on a much more personal note, I'm really really hating on these applications. I mean, it's only USNA. There's so many more to do including scholarships..
It's so much..I hate it immensley.
About a week ago, Josh deVera and Delwyn..uhm
So in Biology we were talking about how frustrating all these applications were to do. Then One of them proposed the idea of surrounding a business around that. That if someone completed applications for cash, they would be [censored] rich! Because wow, i would pay mucho if someone could do all of this for me. It's child labor i tell you!
"child labor in disguise!...curses!"
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Sick in the mind
So, about two o clock yesterday i was conversing with my significant other and a friend about the united states naval academy application process. I realized my application process isn't even worthy of that name. Why? becasue it hasn't even started yet...
To make matters worse and bring a few more tears to my eyes, i logged into my email last night and found mail from my blue and gold officer. (the person who keeps track of my "application" process. Her email discussed the date of a major deadline. i wanted to cry.
The fact is, i really haven't started anything, and know i suddenly have this deadline. So far I've tried focusing on completing the NROTC scholarhsip. And since honesty seems to be the theme of this blog, I'll put out there that that scholarship application isn't even done and I've been working at that in an awfully slow pace.
Applications are so stressful. Because the truth is: they have deadlines.
I say that and I've only started two. And they aren't even typical college apps yet.
Plus! I haven't even looked at the other military academies yet. So far I've been thinking about army and airforce academy. But i haven't gotten the chance to even look into their website. Just typing this blog i feel like these academies are slipping farther and farther away from me. It's quite depressing. What makes it a little more worse will probably be the massive mound of phlegm in my throat. Gross.
Flu-season is the worst.
I won't blam me being sick for feeling lazy about these applications, but it sure is putting an effect on me. Especially now that i realized what i need to work on application wise. I hate it. Making it worse, the only cough drops i have in my house are mainly sweet than menthol. They are Luden-ized.
To make matters worse and bring a few more tears to my eyes, i logged into my email last night and found mail from my blue and gold officer. (the person who keeps track of my "application" process. Her email discussed the date of a major deadline. i wanted to cry.
The fact is, i really haven't started anything, and know i suddenly have this deadline. So far I've tried focusing on completing the NROTC scholarhsip. And since honesty seems to be the theme of this blog, I'll put out there that that scholarship application isn't even done and I've been working at that in an awfully slow pace.
Applications are so stressful. Because the truth is: they have deadlines.
I say that and I've only started two. And they aren't even typical college apps yet.
Plus! I haven't even looked at the other military academies yet. So far I've been thinking about army and airforce academy. But i haven't gotten the chance to even look into their website. Just typing this blog i feel like these academies are slipping farther and farther away from me. It's quite depressing. What makes it a little more worse will probably be the massive mound of phlegm in my throat. Gross.
Flu-season is the worst.
I won't blam me being sick for feeling lazy about these applications, but it sure is putting an effect on me. Especially now that i realized what i need to work on application wise. I hate it. Making it worse, the only cough drops i have in my house are mainly sweet than menthol. They are Luden-ized.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Smokey Bear Hats
So today while watching the VMA's i noticed how the Army sponsored the award show. So like any sponsor, they include commercials sponsoring their "product"- in this case: army officers. Now, hoping that i actually get into these academies of the military sort, i found these advertisements way too convincing. One about a man who attended college, got involved in his colleges ROTC program, then graduated as an Army officer. The benefits this fictional character may have reaped are enormous. Great pay, a job they enjoy, and support for and by his own country. Great right? Right.
But me, living in a middle class neighborhood with three other mouths to feed, it's pretty tough to hope to get into college. Money wise, it's a roller coaster adventure for my parents. With one parent working and both parents who lived more carfree than they should have in the 90's (i have no savings account) being college bound turns into scholarship bound.
Sometimes i check in now and then with my mom, hoping she replies differently to this age-long question.
"Is there money in my savings account?"
"No, no, no..you have no money in your account. You don't even have one"
*i sigh*
How in the world does she ever expect me to go to college? Answer to that-she doesn't. Knowing my history in JROTC and a retired Navy dad, she was hoping I'd enlist. ENLIST?!? Boot camp, boot camp, boot camp.
Like the movies, boot camp is how it seems. Big scary men in smokey bear hats yelling in your face about your momma and crawling through difficult courses with other team mates at your side. The idea of actually being able to join the military is not what concerns me. I planned on doing that anyway. However my main goal was to go to college. Either go to a military academy (which is college), go through an ROTC scholarship (I get paid to go to college by the government and i graduate as an officer when i stay in that colleges ROTC program), or go to college then switch over to either enlisted or an academy related program. But going straight enlisted was never my intended plan.
I suppose I'm just going to have to try and improve my school work and see how far that will take me money wise. But for now, I'm pretty much a recruit all over again. This honestly makes my day. Sarcasm intended.
Monday, September 7, 2009
"Nautical Niche"
The year has finally started, and yes-my uniform items have not been returned. As a fourth year in Clark’s NJROTC (Naval Junior Reserve Officer Training Corp) Program, I feel like I have a lot to say about this subject. I also feel there are some people in this unit that still DO NOT belong. I will not say names but they have “Huge” mouths. With four years under my belt, that gives our instructors an excuse to get on all the NS4's (mainly seniors) backs. For me, I’m hitting for two positions this year: Physical Fitness Commander and Administration Officer. As a pair, it’s going to be extremely tough. Balancing these two jobs in addition to being on the Unarmed drill team, AMSAT, four AP classes and a first time Physics student, this is probably suicide. However, through my eyes the challenge is exhilarating.
I’ll admit, nobody enjoys being yelled at. In “rotcy” (what NJROTC kids call it) it’s such a normal ordeal. No matter how much you wanna cry, you just have to suck it up. Hoping my niche is realized (it’s my inside life in NJROTC and whatever I feel like I should discuss with myself and whomever is down for a read). Much like an MLIA in NJROTC.
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So getting my point across today, I’m presently and anxiously waiting for our BSO (what that stands for I’m not sure) This BSO will announce what every person who is job worthy what job they received in our unit. As typed earlier im aiming for two lovely positions. I hope I get them.
However for whatever reason I’m tempted on picking who helps me with my positions. With the jobs we receive depending on what it is, we receive people under us to help. In my case as Admin Officer, there’s a lot of crap to deal with. So I would desire good people. With good attention spans and memory. My memory is pretty faulty. So with that thought- I am not excited for school tomorrow. Why? I have ROTC tomorrow. In actuality I have ROTC everyday. FML.
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I’ll admit, nobody enjoys being yelled at. In “rotcy” (what NJROTC kids call it) it’s such a normal ordeal. No matter how much you wanna cry, you just have to suck it up. Hoping my niche is realized (it’s my inside life in NJROTC and whatever I feel like I should discuss with myself and whomever is down for a read). Much like an MLIA in NJROTC.
If you have no clue what that is click here
It’s great.
So getting my point across today, I’m presently and anxiously waiting for our BSO (what that stands for I’m not sure) This BSO will announce what every person who is job worthy what job they received in our unit. As typed earlier im aiming for two lovely positions. I hope I get them.
However for whatever reason I’m tempted on picking who helps me with my positions. With the jobs we receive depending on what it is, we receive people under us to help. In my case as Admin Officer, there’s a lot of crap to deal with. So I would desire good people. With good attention spans and memory. My memory is pretty faulty. So with that thought- I am not excited for school tomorrow. Why? I have ROTC tomorrow. In actuality I have ROTC everyday. FML.
Another site similar to the previous.
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