Hello! My Name is Alana and I am hoping to go to USMA! I am a freshman this year! I figure the best way to understand how to prepare and what it is like is to ask people who have already been there! So I would like to know what ya'll did to get in, what i need to do, and what is going to be like!
Hi guys. I'm Jordan I'm a junior at an all-girls Catholic college prep, and no, I am not gay, lesbian or bisexual. I'm highly considering a military academy. whether it be Westpoint, USAFA, or Annapolis, I'm not sure just yet. I just wanted to give you guys a brief introduction: Like I said, I'm a junior I've been considering a military academy since October of last year Westpoint was my first option I want to be a pilot I want to be an astronaut I want to study languages. I'm not the class of 2009, but I'll be the graduating high school class of 2008 and the Academy's graduating class of 2012. That's me, and that's all I got.
Is it a coincidence that it rained and was cold and shitty on my one full day of a B weekend in NYC, and then there was a nasty headwind when I ran the APFT this morning, or does the BTO really have a pact with the devil just to fuck cadets?
'Twas the week before term ends, and all through the Corps, The Cows, they got less sleep, and the plebes, they got more. The spurs were all oiled and ready to spin, For those after-taps brain cramps that always kick in.
With plebes by their desktops, blowing off knowledge, With visions appearing of some easier college, And my roommate in P.J.'s, and I in the sack Had just settled down for some hard winter Rack
When out from the Plain, there came a loud BOOM! It spilled my Doritos all over the room. I ran to the window and saw O.D. green, It was a parked M1Abrams, and in it, THE DEAN!
With a ruck full of markers, all filled with red ink, He was ready to help P's make those QPA's sink. His laughter rang loud from all A-Co to I-CO, And he shook when he laughed like ole' Norman in Psycho.
He held up some papers and looked at who made 'em, And he said "What the hell, let's let DPE grade 'em." Then he started the engine, which spurts with a flare (Think of all the hydroflorocarbons he put in the air),
"ON Thermo, ON Physics, ON Dirt, ON Computers!" "ON quill from lights-out, ON floppy disk tutors!" Then he said as the star shone bright on his cap, "Merry Christmas to all, and I'll see you in STAP!"
