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| If theres anyone out there who might still check on this...
I've been really busy lately. Still trying to get my life in order.
All my friends and family think i don't do anything but sit around on the computer. But no one spends any actual time anywhere near me to see what I do. I keep getting shit about not having a job, but no one understands i have to get some other shit straight first. I'm not constantly online. I'm usually gone out of the house for at least 8 hours every day.
Just because I'm alone doesn't mean I'm doing nothing at all.
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| Deputy of Common Sense: you know any girls who would choose flea over kiedis?
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: no... i dont...
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: if i were a chick... i would
Deputy of Common Sense: hahaha
Deputy of Common Sense: i know ONE girl who would
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: think about it man... which one of those two is really good with his fingers?
Deputy of Common Sense: hahahaha
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: and which one strokes a microphone all the time
Deputy of Common Sense: the fingers dont matter if he knows how to work
Deputy of Common Sense: hahaha
Deputy of Common Sense: the fingers dont matter....
Deputy of Common Sense: whos better with their tongue
Deputy of Common Sense: girls like that more
Deputy of Common Sense: hahaha
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: neither one of them do shit with their tongues
Deputy of Common Sense: ...kiedis sings....
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: thats vocal cords...
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: in the throat..
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: what could someone do with their throat?
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: hmmm....
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: wait.. chicks do something like that
Deputy of Common Sense: hahhahaha....
Deputy of Common Sense: hahahaha
Deputy of Common Sense: singing isn't all throat
Deputy of Common Sense: actually singing comes from the stomach
Deputy of Common Sense: real singing
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: its diaphram
Deputy of Common Sense: you use your tongue for the inflections
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: whats that thing called that chicks used in the 80s to keep from being pregnant?
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: diaphram...
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: hahaha
Deputy of Common Sense: its called that cos its shaped after the part in your stomach
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: yeah
Deputy of Common Sense: hahaha
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: still..
Deputy of Common Sense: in any case
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: i hate kiedis
Deputy of Common Sense: i know one girl whod choose flea over kiedis
Deputy of Common Sense: i dont like kiedis either
Deputy of Common Sense: frusciante is the one id expect some girls to choose
żǻšΞĦΣГГƒЯФžΣ: flea might be uglier.... but you know that just means he'll be way more appreciative
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| Well... That didn't go to well.. I just wasn't ready for it. I have another chance to pass in a few days, but I'm still not ready for it.
So, since I know I can pass the written without a problem, I'm just going to work on getting into shape, and re-apply when I'm ready. I wasn't satisfied with my written test anyway. I want to re-take it and score higher.
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| So yesterday was the big day.
I get to the Convention Center downtown, and find a line of about 400 people (at least 600 total showed up). All of which have the same blue pass I was given when I applied. So after standing outside and getting sunburned for 20 minutes, they finally open the doors. they split the line into 5 shorter lines, each getting its own entrance. So it didn't take so long to get in. They hand me a few papers, show me to my seat. I read the instructions on the papers, and after about an hour, someone comes on to the PA speakers and read's us the same instructions.
It was almost exactly like what they made us do in school when we took the T.A.A.S. or T.A.K.S. Tests.
Wow... something from high school actually came up later in life.... That's a first for me. I'm still waiting on that damn Pythagorean Theorem to show itself.
Anyway... They tell us we need to score a minimum of 70 to pass. They hand out the test booklets (telling us to not even look at the cover, placing it face down), and then hand out a "Memory Scene" page (telling us the same thing). They give us 5 minutes to memorize everything we can in the picture, then take it away. Then tell us to think about what we saw for another 5 minutes. The first 10 questions were about the picture. I'm pretty confident I got most of them right, because I was looking for specific things when I had the picture in my hands, and I was mostly right about what the questions would be.
Except the one which asked "What was the Sport's Team Name written on the window of the Sports Bar?"
WTF?!?!
I'm sorry, I was a little preoccupied with the bank down the street with the alarms going off, and a truck speeding away, as well as a strange looking Sasquatch type creature in a Basketball jersey.
So I guessed. First guess of many...
We only had 2 and a half hours to finish the test. 100 questions, but I was a little worried I wouldn't finish in time. So I sped through it. Giving the best possible answers I could find in the shortest amount of time... I didn't think I would even finish...
So I finished as quickly as I could, and got up to turn in my test. I quickly realized.... I'm the only one finished..
So I look at the clock... It took me less than an hour to finish... As I was walking from the front of the room to the back to turn in my test (pretty long distance). 3 more people got up and turned in theirs.
They ran the answer sheets through the scanners in front of us. The first guy to get there got a 95. Only missed 5 questions. The second guy got a 91 (admitted to me outside in line that this was not his first time). The 3rd got 75... Then I came up.....
73
So, I passed. Barely, but I passed. Which is good considering most of the people I talked to had bought a bunch of books and study guides... and I only read through the short guide they handed me when I applied.
So now instead of a blue pass to get into the written exam, I've earned the White pass to get into the Fitness exam.
Unfortunately, even though I've managed to drop about 15-20 pounds, I KNOW I won't pass the fitness exams. Its a week away, and I still cant do the minimum amount of push ups. Not to mention that my Mile and a half time is 2-3 minutes slower than required.
If I was 40, I'd be a shoe-in. But I'm 23, so I have to double the older recruits.
Sometimes I hate being young.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go do push-ups until I fall to the ground and sleep.
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| Well... I should go through the study guide again a few times before I go in for the exams. But I've been really busy.
I've been going out and running in my free time. Its been so long. I need to work on my breathing techniques. I still can't quite make the full mile with out slowing, but I've been making good time. Almost to the time I need.
My cousin is a Lieutenant in the Windcrest PD (small department just outside of city limits). He told me the only advice he can give me on anything, is to Run.
Run as much as I can, then take a break, and run again. And when I can't run any more... Run again.
He also said, "Go ahead and put me down as a reference. I'd be happy to lie for you."
He told me that in the academy, I have to run everywhere... Run for P.T., run to my classes, run to someone's office. Everywhere I go, I have to run. But once I get through the academy, I never have to run again.
So yeah... I'll be spending all my free time at the track. (if I manage to pry myself off the computer).
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