Cereal Day
2006-03-07 @ 11:36 p.m.

POP went smoothly, so the rehearsals paid off. Our platoon commander did show up for POP, which made us all very happy indeed. I asked my parents what they thought of the singing segments, and they said they couldn't hear much, which only goes to show that those segments were a waste of time! I don't feel as exhilarated as I'd imagined I would, partly because I'm coming back again tomorrow night, partly because today's POP just marks the start of the rest of my life as an NSF, which I'm not really looking forward to. I don't feel particularly proud either about having survived BMT, mainly because it was hardly as bad as I'd imagined so the sense of achievement is somewhat diminished. Anyway, I'm a private, although such a rank is hardly worth mentioning, let alone celebrating. I am going to miss the people I've met here though, especially my buddies in the bunk. You know who you are, so I won't name names. I know I've said this before, but I really hope we keep in touch in the years to come. Privates of Raven Company, here's wishing you all the best!