My Experience in Basic Training (Part 1)

Well here it goes, a long story. It's good to be back. Let's start off with the day I left. I woke up, my dad dropped me off at a diner next to the recruiter office since they were closed. I had some coffee and waited a long time for the sergeant to pick me up. We went over to MEPS real quick to grab paperwork then it was off to the airport. Waited in the area for about an hour, I decide to not charge my phone while I have the chance (a decision I later regret). I get on the plane at around 1pm in the pacific timezone. The ride last about 5 hours and in 2 timezone ahead now. It's already nighttime in Missouri. Well, I head the USO and I'll always remember hearing the guy up front say "Sucks to be in the Army, get used to it." Damn, thanks for making me feel good about it, guy. Time for the bus ride, yay. It's a two hour ride from the airport to Fort Leonard Wood, so the bus driver puts on a movie (much to my surprise). The name escapes me at the moment but it had something to do with the military and aliens, very shitty movie. Sometime after the end credits, we finally make it there. We stop in front of a building and we see a Drill Sergeant. Everyone is shaking at the sight of him. It gets worse, more of them come out. One of them gets on our bus! OH NO! "You're going to make two lines in front of the building when you get off the bus." Well shit, not what I was expecting. I walk in with the others and I see more people in front with these seat with their shirts tucked in. They leave and it's our turn. Basically we just take everything out of our bags and get searched, plus the shirt thing. They feed us a nutrigrain bar and some gatorade. I'm thinking this'll be our last good meal before we're eating slop for the next couple of months. We fill out some paperwork then it's down the hall to get some stuff. I get my PT uniform in medium which was the wrong thing to do. I still get made fun of for having too big PT clothes. We finally go outside and walk a bit to our barracks. We stand outside in the cold for a little bit then I hear "Is there a problem?" Shit, that must be our Drill Sergeant and somebody fucked up. He takes us inside to sign in and get our books, we stick those in our laundry bag. He rushes us and yells at the slowpokes. Some girl isn't taking it seriously and she causes us to go outside and stand there. Great, someone ruining it for everyone else. This sets the tone for the rest of my time in basic and AIT. After that ugliness, we go to our bay and the Drill Sergeant tells us to go to sleep and enjoy it because we'll be waking up in two hours. Fuck my life. Another group comes in, about 70 more added on to our 10, and they get told to go to sleep. Poor guys won't get as much as I did. Well we did get more than two hours of sleep, so I guess he was trying to stress us out after all. It was four hours I believe. Over the intercom they wake us up, tell us to put on winter PT's and shave. Ahhh damn it, I don't have anything to shave with. I ask everyone for a razor but no one has any extra. Well, time to go downstairs. I get inspected, "I see that frikkin' mustache you're trying to sneak by me, go upstairs and shave!" A guy comes to help me out. He doesn't have a razor for me. I go back and ask and finally one guy can help me out with a damn razor. Wait a minute, I asked him earlier!!! Mother f--- why didn't you help me before!!! Well, we get rushed my I cut myself maybe three times and still didn't finish. I'm bleeding like a mother fucker out of my lip and around my ear. I suck on my lip the entire day so they don't see me bleeding. We go back in the very first building I went to the night before, and we get organised into a line in alphabetical order. I was number 064 if my memory serves me right. We go into the cafeteria to eat, getting yelled at all the while. My drinks taste best with my cups to my chest and my food tastes better with my heels together. This is basic? It was just later when I found out that this is just reception. We get our records done here. I spent the better part of a week here, about 6 days. I got so many shots, I definitely felt the one in my ass. We got all of the gear we were going to use in basic in reception. We got OCP's which is the new uniform. If I had come just a week earlier, I would've gotten ACU's, those hideous gray ones that are no good for camouflage. Nobody had to shit the first five days there, probably because we all knew what was coming. On our last day, we had to carry those heavy ass bags to the building and line them up between our feet so we couldn't move. It was our first experience of a Drill Sergeant yelling at us to prepare us for later. He kicked my bags in because I had trouble lining mine. After lunch, we finally go back outside to await hell. It seemed like such a long time, but then the buses came...