Post by Terenzio DeVito on Jan 2, 2011 22:22:27 GMT -5
I (Yarish) thought about it before Dj left this evening and had her gimme her password so I could type up what info I got in my letters to create the Deejay report.
As you all should know Dj is on her way to boot camp :3I do not envy her. Well, kind of... her family and I drove up to Atlanta to drop her off at a hotel. We had crammed eight people in a seven seater van (Not comfortable.)
Upon arrival the hotel looked nice, but it doesn't really matter because she will only stay there for one night before moving to her next location. Apparently there was a buffet she ate at, but we weren't allowed to go much further than the door, because her dad is her recruiter and that causes problems. So we all sit down in aconveniently placed NICE seating area.
Of course the check in process had to be difficult. Her key wasn't working. We had to wait while she ran up and down the stairs to try and get her key fixed so she could get her bag put in her room to start the "Say goodbye but not really" process. On her second trip upstairs a really nice girl also going to Ft. Leonard Wood (No joke I thought they were saying Linnerwood...) and was to be on the same flight as our Dj. Sarge was SO pleased. Everyone was nervous because we thought she would have to fly alone. Dj came down to tell us the key worked and introduced herself to Mary? Marie? or something... I dunno. (Then Mar- went upstairs to put her crap away and so we could do the bye process mentioned above.)
The hugs started, the cameras started, and everyone wanted to cry. Thank whatever God there is that no one cried! When one person starts... EVERYONE starts to cry. I almost cried... but didn't.I don't like to cry it makes my eyes burn like stubbing your toe. After that we had to leave Dj to go eat and get back home before it got too late. Sarge was convinced my parents care how late I stay out. >.> Despite that he stopped for food since everyone was hungry and dying. I had a three year old poking me, "Awwi,I'm hungry." "Awwi, I'm hungry and thirsty." "Awwi, I miss daddy and lyssa" (That broke my little heart.)
After I got back to their house I left for home intent on writing up this post on a hijacked account. Hopefully the next one won't be quite so depressing to write. Although she does say that boot camp sounds like fun... I don't get it. Who wants to be screamed at and made to run? She's an odd one, but that's why we love her. :3
Whenever you guys get letters be sure to add your own stuff, unless its uber personal... then I dunno if we want to know.
Ta ta for now!
Yarish :3
As you all should know Dj is on her way to boot camp :3
Upon arrival the hotel looked nice, but it doesn't really matter because she will only stay there for one night before moving to her next location. Apparently there was a buffet she ate at, but we weren't allowed to go much further than the door, because her dad is her recruiter and that causes problems. So we all sit down in a
Of course the check in process had to be difficult. Her key wasn't working. We had to wait while she ran up and down the stairs to try and get her key fixed so she could get her bag put in her room to start the "Say goodbye but not really" process. On her second trip upstairs a really nice girl also going to Ft. Leonard Wood (No joke I thought they were saying Linnerwood...) and was to be on the same flight as our Dj. Sarge was SO pleased. Everyone was nervous because we thought she would have to fly alone. Dj came down to tell us the key worked and introduced herself to Mary? Marie? or something... I dunno. (Then Mar- went upstairs to put her crap away and so we could do the bye process mentioned above.)
The hugs started, the cameras started, and everyone wanted to cry. Thank whatever God there is that no one cried! When one person starts... EVERYONE starts to cry. I almost cried... but didn't.
After I got back to their house I left for home intent on writing up this post on a hijacked account. Hopefully the next one won't be quite so depressing to write. Although she does say that boot camp sounds like fun... I don't get it. Who wants to be screamed at and made to run? She's an odd one, but that's why we love her. :3
Whenever you guys get letters be sure to add your own stuff, unless its uber personal... then I dunno if we want to know.
Ta ta for now!
Yarish :3