Wednesday...
Language: I'm not sure why but class really is getting lackluster. And I'm having a harder time staying awake but I do stand up so we're okay. I don't know what's up... I'm hoping I can sort it out this weekend and recuperate. Oh, wait! I have morning runs on both days. Hrm.
Apartment: I faxed in my application today. I hate filling these things out... I can't re-use them and they ask for so much bizarre, personal information. I'm a little worried about how I stack up to the other people who were looking at the apartment. The owner told me that he is going to pick the top 5 and then meet with us at the condo for an interview and to collect the money for the credit check. My credit check money and holding deposits are sitting restlessly in my wallet.
Fitness: So... One of my new Corporals decided to completely undermine his own authority by leading us in the most retarded PT session ever. We seriously had to scoot across half the field for an exercise. Maybe his goal was camaraderie through shared misery and complaining... I'm not sure. It was horrific. Especially since I had to drag my PT gear through deer feces and our washers are all broken.
Military: See above. Another entry for my "things I won't do as an NCO" logbook.
Personal: Geez! So, today, the Momrine tried to pick a fight with me. Fortunately, I've learned well enough to just disengage and disregard when that happens. I'll have to see what happened tomorrow when things are less heated but that was a nasty sight to see.
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