All day I was pretty anxious. This was the first day I was going to USMC PT. I already have issues with social anxiety, so the idea of going out and interacting with Marines / future-Marines was pretty gnarly for me. It just so happened that it was Saint Patrick’s Day. I spent most of the day watching Just Kidding Films / News, popping Kratom for my anxiety, and talking to a friend on Facebook. At 1600hrs I arrived at the Recruiting Station, and after a pretty awkward first impression (I was nervous and jumpy as hell) we went out to fill ammo cans with sand. Pretty quickly I loosened up and as soon as we started working out my anxiety was gone. We ended up doing a pretty intensive workout - for me at least - and I actually ended up puking a bit. Not sure if it was because of how strenuous the exercise was, or if it was because of all the vitamins I took prior and the little amount of food I ate; probably a combination of all three. The people at the PT were cool. Pretty sure I was the oldest one there though. None of them were planning on joining the infantry but me though. There were like 3 Mexicans, 2 Whites - one female one male, 1 Black, and then me; and I’m pretty much all races, but I look mostly white. Anyways I learned that MEPS is behind schedule for approximated 200 recruits, which is no doubt why my paperwork is taking so long to clear. Hopefully that shit will clear soon and I’ll be able to get to MEPS. Then I’ll know for sure whether or not I’ll actually be able to become a Marine. After the work out we got a little pep talk from the recruiter, which was mostly aimed at the Poolees (those who have actually sworn in already) then I headed home, bullshited with the fam for a bit, drank a beer, had some corned beef and went back to watching JKN. I crashed out around 0200-0300 to a The X-Files.