Woah! Wait a sec here... · 9:14pm Aug 13th, 2012
"Now say it again, slowly."
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"You're telling me I'm 18?"
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"How the heck is that even possible? I don't get it."
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"Day one stuff? Now your just messing with me."
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"Just shut up. There is no way it's my birthday."
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"Crap, your right. Now, how did I forget?
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So, apparently, it's my birthday today. Also, I managed to forget about it. That is, of course, until the guy sitting at the CQ desk walks to my room with a giant cake that my parents managed to get sent here from a state away. How they did that, I have no clue. Now, I have a cake, a new age to remember, and a training session later today. This place can screw up one's sense of reality. When your biggest problem is not having any clue what the upperclassmen want you to do during a set period of time, things get odd, very fast. Well, I'm 18, and I'm off to do pull-ups and push-ups for the next two hours. Go me?
Hey Happy Birthday dude!