Up in the air
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So I haven’t posted for a long time and so much stuff happened.  It’s funny how that works.  Here is my excuse–work blah blah blah end of the year etc etc.

Anyway, I have decided to make up for my negligent behavior and simultaneously take a break from my less-entertaining-to-write term papers by providing a highlights reel of the past few weeks.  Prepare yourself.

The last two labs of the year. Also known as the MS 1 and 2 FTX, which means that these labs were planned and executed by this year’s MS 3s, and everyone got to prepare for more leadership/responsibility coming next year.  There was a big ol’ lane each day, but also something sort of special afterwards–pugil sticks and then combatives.

Hooah moment:  We took over Whitman hill, created a ring of rucksacks, and ta-da, there was  spectacle!  The curious, meandering prefrosh who were touring the campus that weekend were probably wondering what was going on with what our BC later called “giant Q-tips.”

The dining-out/awards ceremony. Parents were invited this year, and my mom came up for it.  She utterly failed to come up with suitably embarrassing childhood anecdotes about me when prompted, besides hinting that I may have not acquired a voice befitting a proper military bearing until very late.  There were really quite a lot of awards–my date, fatigued, eventually succumbed to a hand-to-knee method of applause.

Hooah moment:  I talked for a solid ten minutes about “Avatar” (a film I haven’t actually seen) with Janet Dickerson, the Vice President of Princeton University (!!!), and her husband, who both came out to support us.  The short answer?  They liked Avatar.  And they were both quite hilarious.

The final APFT.  Oooof.

UH-60 Flight

UH-60 (Black Hawk) Flight. It sucks that I don’t have a better picture to offer than this extremely…grounded shot.  All of our cell phones kind of seemed to die at the same time.  Some pictures might surface later, though now that I think about it, pictures might not be a great thing for my ego.  You see, I jumped at the chance to sit in the “hurricane seat,” meaning that because the doors were open, I got hit with the majority of the wind–and probably looked like this the whole time.

Hooah moment: Um, duh, the whole thing.  We flew over NEW YORK CITY.  In a HELICOPTER.  You know, no big deal.  Thank you, NJ National Guard.

The senior roast. I’m not going to say much about this tradition because that would spoil it.  But I will note that it was a good time, and quite fun to see the MS 4s–soon to be LTs–taken down a few notches.

Now, free for the summer!  Oh wait–what’s that?  25 more pages?  Back to work, I guess.

additional photos by Myers