I have never been one to “complete” or “follow through” with something.
As a child, I had dismissed my fickle ambitions and pursuits as a part of growing up; it was expected for me to try on different coats: piano lessons, cello lessons, vocal lessons, basketball camp, art.
(For the record, I never completed all the levels of CM, or became a cello concerto master. But I did win a flat screen computer monitor in an art contest. Points?).
The point is, I never finish what I start. Maybe I have commitment issues; when the going gets tough, I (obviously not one of the tough) actually really get going (much to the dismay of my parents who probably gave up hope in me becoming a child prodigy early on in the game).
Anyways.
Next semester or in my senior year of high school, I’ll be joining Junior ROTC. The breakdown on what it is: Reserve Officer Training Corps without the commitment to the U.S. Army.
The Army. Once I go in, I can’t back out. (Well, of course I can back out… But who wants to say that they backed out of the Army?).
I’m considering this my big break. This is my chance. Starting in college, I’ll have to wake up at five every morning for Physical Training, Army style. (Now, I’ve never considered myself the athletic type, so this is the biggest challenge for me). I’ll be expected to learn, memorize, and live the core values of the Army. I’ll have to be ready to seek out, engage, and destroy the enemies of the U.S. Hardcore, right? (I’ll be part of the Nurse Corps, but still. Can I say, INTENSE?!?!).
Back to my big break in Commitment. What I hope is that I gain self-discipline, respect from others (and myself), and a nice ass. (Really, though).
I’ll prove that I’m better than what my peers and teachers (and I, myself) have made me out to be. Hopefully.
