Tough times don't last, tough people do.

I'm STILL waiting on a med waiver. Backup and such? Whatever it maybe it certainly has me down. I panic silently to myself keeping cool front and assure to others, but mainly to myself, that the paperwork will get approved.
It is a bit hard to see people enlist and ship soon after. Pooles come and go. Some drop out of DEP from injury, some sort of bad behavior, or somehow lost the cajones to go through it all. It's the people who have a problem with their IST, ones who don't do their research, their knowledge reading, or who lack integrity that go through boot camp and come back as Marines. Here I am maxing out on strength with a passable run, 11 General Orders and JJ DID TIE BUCKLE down, you name it.

But anything worth having is worth fighting for, right?

Of course I go through these valleys of weakness thinking I'll never get through and I'm an "old" lady according to recruit standards and immediately afterwards I'm on a motivation high. Tomorrow is a new day. I'll run further, lift heavier, etc. And that is where the silver lining is, the more time I have as a civilian the more time I have to improve on my weaknesses. I can be thankful for that.

Now finishing up school, well, that's a toughie. This autumn semester, if I don't leave before October, I'll be cramming five fifteen week classes into seven just so I can ship out this year. No pressure right?