31 January 2012
27 January 2012
That awkward moment...
when you have to explain to your freshman lab partner you have a girl friend.
26 January 2012
7 Weeks...
left until the common sense void leaves this place.
"You cant leave the sponge in the sink, especially in a puddle of water" - me
"Really? Why?" - other
other would probably have no toilet paper, no laundry soap, no soap, no paper towels, no clean vacuumed/swept floor....
sigh just need to make it to next quarter!
and then next year i can move out of this roach infested apartment.
"You cant leave the sponge in the sink, especially in a puddle of water" - me
"Really? Why?" - other
other would probably have no toilet paper, no laundry soap, no soap, no paper towels, no clean vacuumed/swept floor....
sigh just need to make it to next quarter!
and then next year i can move out of this roach infested apartment.
17 January 2012
SULE
Small Unit Leadership Exercises, something to that effect anyways.
well the point is we ran around campus today in our MARPATs with our pretty rifles and where shouting bang at the OPFOR.
Which was fine, in mid campus at 0600-0730. but as we ran around some more and people started showing up at work and showing up to class, we found ourselves up near North Campus, which anyone who took a tour of UCLA would know is the liberal hippie pot smoking artsy side of campus. so as we fire-team and buddy-rushed through their pretty sculpture garden we drew a lot of unfavorable-liberal eyes towards us.
one kid and his mother demanded from the Col. and the Major that they deliver to them authorization for our dangerous activity of running around with hunks of metal, without any munitions, magazines or even the ability to shoot, even if we had those materials (the M-16s had been disabled from the inside and sealed into one piece before command let a bunch of college kids play with them).
and one loyal boss bravely walked out of his building to confront the Col, Maj and SSgt and yelled at them and called this illegal and wrong and wanted to see authorization, i was hoping SSgt would deck him, but with the Col there things didnt get out of hand. im sure people called the cops, but luckily we called them first, as it is a requirement when we go out onto campus with rifles, so no one go hurt and...
wait, an army kid had to be ambulanced away because he was PTing and collapsed or something, SSgt didnt seem worried though after he had checked out the scene, so just another army kid faking an injury to get out of running all 2 miles of their loop...
well the point is we ran around campus today in our MARPATs with our pretty rifles and where shouting bang at the OPFOR.
Which was fine, in mid campus at 0600-0730. but as we ran around some more and people started showing up at work and showing up to class, we found ourselves up near North Campus, which anyone who took a tour of UCLA would know is the liberal hippie pot smoking artsy side of campus. so as we fire-team and buddy-rushed through their pretty sculpture garden we drew a lot of unfavorable-liberal eyes towards us.
one kid and his mother demanded from the Col. and the Major that they deliver to them authorization for our dangerous activity of running around with hunks of metal, without any munitions, magazines or even the ability to shoot, even if we had those materials (the M-16s had been disabled from the inside and sealed into one piece before command let a bunch of college kids play with them).
and one loyal boss bravely walked out of his building to confront the Col, Maj and SSgt and yelled at them and called this illegal and wrong and wanted to see authorization, i was hoping SSgt would deck him, but with the Col there things didnt get out of hand. im sure people called the cops, but luckily we called them first, as it is a requirement when we go out onto campus with rifles, so no one go hurt and...
wait, an army kid had to be ambulanced away because he was PTing and collapsed or something, SSgt didnt seem worried though after he had checked out the scene, so just another army kid faking an injury to get out of running all 2 miles of their loop...
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