End of the Weekend

I can't really complain about the movie last night. It was great, as expected, to watch an amazing movie with a bunch of people who feel the same way about it. Most people, like me, felt that the U.S. Government did a poor job handling the whole situation in Somalia in 1993. If a few decisions had been altered, (i.e. AC-130 Spectre gunships providing air support and Apache helicopters), the outcome very well could have been much different. Anyway, onto a different subject.
Due to the seniors being gone for Ring Dance, we had another night of media privileges, though I didn't really take advantage of them beyond listening to some music. It was a lot quieter of a night than Friday, which kept me in a pretty good mood. Saturday nights are usually pretty bittersweet for me because we often have our rooms ripped apart during the movie due to stupid company mates who can't seem to figure out that we get inspected while we're watching the movie, but once we get all of that dealt with, Saturday nights are fairly relaxing because the CTO and CTO's assistants back off and let us chill in our rooms in relative peace. In addition to that, we are not required to get up until 0930 which allows us to catch up on some sleep we missed from the previous week.

I usually do not take full advantage of that because I arise at 0900 so I can make it to the Chapel at 0930 for Sunday School (and awesome baked goodies from Mom Guest) and the Worship Service at 1115. Both of those were good today and provided an excellent break from the daily regimental activities. The afternoon was laid back also as I had a minimal amount of homework due for tomorrow. Tonight, however, was not so relaxed.

We assembled outside our barracks at 1740 so that we could make it over to the weekly Sunday Plebe Candidate accountability muster in the oven-like gym at 1800. After everyone was accounted for, we ran over to Delano to get our evening chow before the dreaded PKT at 1900. Even before we got to Ackerman Auditorium for the PKT, we knew that either all of us or some people were going to get messed up pretty good for the previous week's missteps.

I'm not sure which night it was, but some absolutely "brilliant" football players thought it would be hilarious to make a video of themselves talking in Delano, a privilege we don't get until Acceptance Day September 12. In addition to making the video, which was very stupid, they decided to post it on YouTube. They didn't want to post it somewhere that the upperclassmen couldn't see it, they used YouTube. Because of this, they were required to take their PKTs on their faces in the "up" push up position. Alongside them were two other geniuses who thought that smoking in the sailing center would be a fantastic idea. The use of tobacco products is strictly forbidden for Plebes and Plebe Candidates. They too were in a great amount of pain near the end of the PKT.

Anyway, back to the PKT. We did not have enough time to answer some of the longer questions, so I'm nearly positive that we failed...again. I'm hoping that next week we will finally be able to pass it. After we got done with that we had to sing the Marine Corps Hymn about three times until the RTOA, a recent graduate of Marine Corps Platoon Leadership Course, was satisfied. We also got to listen to him revoke most of our privileges due to the few boneheads who tried to take the inch we were given and make it into a mile. Oh well, at least we still have our computers... After we got back to the barracks and we finished our cleaning stations, we were able to use our cell phones for two hours. That's pretty much all that's happened since my last post. In about 5 hours, the mundane week begins again...