Longest day in a long time.

So. I met with a Marine recruiter on Wednesday. He said that my tattoos were fine and I'd be able to get into the Marine Corps, no problem. But. I had already made an appointment the week before to take my ASVABs on Thursday with the Army. So, the Marine guy said to just go ahead with the ASVAB plans and to talk to him after the test.
So that's what I did. And let me just say, sitting in a recruitment office all day... Fuck. You should do it sometime. Or don't. It might scare you. Some of the people that are interested in joining the military are seriously fucked up. It unnerves me to think that these people will have weapons and be defending out country...
Anyway! I left Augusta in a car full of fucktards and went to MEPS in Portland. And I went to the desk and was all ready to take my test... And they said, 'social security card?' And I went to get it out... And guess what?! My recruiter in Augusta never gave it back to me. So the other recruiter that I was with and I had to go to the social security office and get a 'numi' which is like, a note saying you are who you say you are, but you just don't have your card. So. That was lame.
So I go back to take my test. An hour and a half later than the other people in my car. And I didn't study, and all the fucktards kept talking about their awesome scores and studying and blah, blah, blah.
Anyway, I got a 68. Apparently that's pretty good. I don't know. The fuckatrds scored under 50.
So then we go back to Augusta. And I sit down with my recruiter. You know, the one that forgot my social security card? Yeah. Anyway. He's like, 'So what's your deal? You joining the Army or the Marines? Because I don't want to waste my time on you if you're just going to run off to the Marine Corps.' So I told him not to, and I went to see my Marine recruiter. And I gave my score to him. And guess what?! There were only two jobs that I wasn't qualified for based on my score. Woot! But then the Marine Corps supervisor came in and looked at my tattoos and said, 'Well. That clears up a lot.' And just like that, all of my Marine dreams were crushed.
And at this point I was hungry and irritable. So I went to get something to eat. Oh! And this was also my first day driving my mew car, which is a 4speed. And I suck at driving it. I also I tried to get something to eat earlier in the day, but I got lost...
So I texted my Army guy, and asked him to save a job for me. The one I wanted (journalism) wasn't available until 2012. So I went over the list with him, and I'm officially signed up to be an EXPLOSIVE SPECIALIST. I ship out in January.
Then I drove back to the coast and had coffee with my awesome Coastie friends. Full military experience today. I'm probably forgetting a lot, but I've been up way to long and I'm delirious... So... I'm going to bed.

decisions. decisions. decided.

So, I've made my decision. My cute little butt is joining the Army. I have most of my enlistment application filled out. I just have some tests and what not to do. I'm still studying and working out ALL the time, and nothing is for sure yet, but, I'm really hoping everything will work out.
I came to my decision this evening. In the past few weeks I have tried countless times to contact a Marine Corps recruiter, but I never reached one. The local Army recruiter, however, got back to me within six hours and has continued communications throughout the last week. He's answered all of my questions, even the ones that were ridiculous or slightly random... in some cases completely random. He was honest, helpful, funny, kind of cute, and he even texts! Pretty much, he made the Army seem completely normal and not the big, scary thing I've always kind of considered it to be. I also realized that there are more options, jobs, and room for me to grow in the Army as opposed to the Marines. So really, why wouldn't I want to join?
Unfortunately, the offices are closed until Tuesday and I have some questions on my application that I need help with before turning it in. I guess I'll just see how this goes...