Mis-accomplishment

Well - goal mis-accomplished. Is that a word?

Fact remains that I haven't written in 6 days.

I'm sorry! If I was like the Green brothers (they've got a vlog. It's a long story: http://lmgtfy.com/?q=vlogbrothers), I would have to take a punishment for this, but I think my week was punishment enough...

tl;dr: I did a lot of stuff this week and woke up early a lot, but hey it's Friday and now I'm writing. Good stuff.

Sunday: I went to church. There was a pancake breakfast for college students. The sermon was invigorating and about John 1:19-34 and made me want to quit school and be a pastor. Or something like that. Either way, I asked to join a small group. In the afternoon I ran 8 miles on a treadmill and listened to sermons from my home pastors (HOPE Church, Richmond, VA - they have an app!) and I felt like I was at home and it was wonderful. Spent the evening shining my shoes for ROTC.

Monday: Classes! Because those are fun. Physics, chem, calc recitation, rhetoric. Found out there was reading for my rhetoric class that I didn't own the book for. Spent time in between classes walking to the school bookstore to buy textbooks and then ordering them online when they didn't have them. 

Tuesday: Woke up at 0450 in order to get to my pick-up spot at 0530 to get to PT (Physical Training) for SFS (Semper Fi Society) which this particular morning was a PFT (Physical Fitness Test) which included a flex-arm hang (pull-ups for the guys), two minutes of crunches, and a three mile run. Then classes - Naval Science at 0730, right after SFS, then physics and chem recitations, calc class. Took a nap in the afternoon and regretted it because it was the kind of nap where you just wake up more tired than when you began. XC (Cross Country) workout on the track: 800, 4x400, 800, 6x400. Hit all my times, it was glorious. Spent the evening in a panic about making my uniform look good for ROTC. Screwed up my belt, got stressed about it, slept maybe 4 hours off and on.

Wednesday: Woke up at 0530 to prep uniform and be at pickup spot at 0630. Leadership Lab happened, no one noticed (or at least, said anything) that I was wearing the wrong belt. Same classes as Monday, began to work on psets (problem sets, because MIT actually assigns homework) due Friday. Stressed out about uniform for Thursday morning (boots and utes - that's camo pants and a green t-shirt, guys), went to sleep at 2115.

Thursday: After the most beautiful 8 hours of sleep I had gotten in a long time, I woke up from a refreshing dream, forgetting for at least 2 seconds where I was or how I got there, or why I was waking up at 5 in the morning. CFT (Combat Fitness Test) at SFS which involved running, crawling, buddy-dragging, fireman-carrying, ammo-can lifting and carrying, grenade-throwing, push-ups, and more ammo-can carrying. I felt so weak, but I managed to get the max score. Same classes as Tuesday; more psetting. 

I went to a small group from church. It's such an interesting group of people, that we would all come together for the same purpose is just so cool. It's hosted by this couple, and her mother was a part of the group. A few other undergrads (Harvard and MIT), a couple grad students and their significant others, including a medical student from Cambridge, UK. We talked about the passage in John that the pastor talked about on Sunday and there was some great discussion about how to integrate Christianity in everyday life - that I'm currently and ashamedly failing at. 

Psetting until 2300, finally went to sleep at 2400, stressed about having just recently remembered that SFS PT Training was happening at 0600 on Friday. Luckily, no uniform - just "rainbow" PT gear.

Friday: Woke up at 0530 just because my body is used to it, I guess, realized that I was supposed to be at the pickup spot at 0530, selected some choice (but whispered, aware that the roomie was asleep, of course) expletives about forgetting to set my alarm, and hurried to throw on shorts and shoes and grab my bag and run towards my bicycle. The senior midshipmen are too nice to me (don't tell them that, I like it that way) so I still had a ride, and, what do you know, we still made it to SFS ten minutes early. Same classes as Monday, minus rhetoric, plus psetting. I finished all but one problem in physics, finished chem, and miserably failed to finish calc, but all of them got turned in to some extent. I'm working on them over the weekend this time. 

Cross country was an easy run but sucked because my calves are in knots from who knows what. Rolled them out tonight while getting my weekly binge of Orange is the New Black, which is in fact only getting worse - also I've just realized that the whole premise of the series is that Piper is in prison and if that fact was not true, there wouldn't be a series... so I should stop getting excited whenever it looks like there's a chance she'd get out.

I finished off my day with a viewing of The Fault in Our Stars, which some group on campus was playing in a lecture hall for $4. It was just as depressing as the first time I saw it, and the time I read the book. But it was also exciting because they showed the version with John Green's cameo! John Green is not an actor. But it was still terribly exciting to see him in his movie.

Saturday: That's right, because it's not even Friday any more. I have to run in 7 hours, though, so goodnight(morning?).