Letter #2

Hey Guys,
It's day 4 at BCT and I feel like I have been here for weeks. It doesn't help that reception dragged on forever. That was pretty much hell on earth. The food was good though...kinda.
I miss my phone. My poor little Matthew Rodriguez is laying in the bottom of a chest with the rest of the first platoon's cell phones. It's really frustrating not to be able to just text or call y'all whenever I want.
I would have written another letter sooner but we weren't allowed to because we had a biography to write and because they said we hadn't earned mail privileges yet. I'm supposed to be writing an essay on time management for Drill SGT Thigpen because the shower group in front of us went 4 min. over their 2 min. time limit. But I'm writing this letter to y'all instead. I'll write my essay during fire guard. Me and my battle buddy, Antivo, have fire guard from 2-3am ugh. Somebody pull out their "ACE" card cuz I'm about to shoot myself.
We get to sleep in till 0600 tomorrow. :o) We have Sundays off from breakfast chow till 1300. Most of the girls are going to church in the morning but I'm not going to go. I currently have no clean clothes and need to do laundry extremely badly. I bought a Bible at the PX today though so me and Carpenter are going to do a bible study together in the morning while we wait for our laundry.
Most of the people here are pretty chill. My Platoon, "The Spartans," is all the people I went to reception with. One dude did about 1500 push ups today. DS doesn't like him very much.
We got our M16A2's today! :o) They aren't that heavy, but when you are marching about 3 miles in formation, they weigh down on you. We are learning all kinds of fancy tricks to do with them. DS said that they are our baby. We must protect them with our lives. If we drop them, we drop, and we don't get back up till we knock out 25, 4-counts. I haven't dropped mine yet (knock on wood) but a lot of my battle buddies have...and when your battle buddies beat face... you go right down with em. It pisses the DS off but we're battle buddies. What can you do?
I did so many push ups today. I had my PT test this morning so we didn't do PT, but they made up for it with all the smokings we got. We have 3 Drill SGTS; DS Sheets, DS Peschel, and DS Thigpen (male, male, female) and they all tag team. Even the other PLT's DS' smoke us.
It sucks here, but not as bad as everyone said it would. So far at least. We had our first cryer today during one of our many smoking's. He is now the cry baby of the group.
I got some crazy girls in my bay. They're black, from the south, and dramatic as hell. Haha. I'm having fun. It sucks. It really, really does, but it has its moments. Like when you school all the boys (and girls but they're girls so they don't count) on the deconstruction of your M16A2. Haha. I was proud of myself. Or like when you get your DS to call themselves stupid. Hahaha. I'm clever like that. :o) I got smoked for it but it was frickin funny.
I miss you all like crazy. I miss my mommas cooking and arguing with my siblings. I miss the frantic rush to get out of the house in order to make it to church on time and peach red bulls. I miss sweedish fish and face book and music and Boomer and ramen noodles and my 6 pillows on my bed and sleeping in till whenever. I miss asking my daddy how his trip was when he gets home and watching those stupid history documentaries with him till he falls asleep and I could steal the remote.I miss hula. I miss Bridgepoint. I miss my Saturday night girls. I miss the nasty smell of the sugar beet factory and the crappy weather. I miss Idaho. I love you guys a lot. Y'all better write me letters. IDK if they put up my address yet but I'll put here too just in case:

PVT Arbogast, Victoria
G 1/19 FA 1st PLT
5970 S. Boundary Rd.
FT. Sill, OK 73503

I love you and miss you all. I'm gonna go write my essay now since it's like 2300. LOL Don't miss me too much K?

XOXO
Love, Victoria

P.S.-Since my M16A2 is my first baby, I named it what I planned on naming my first son ( cuz after seeing some of the ruh-tards here, there is no way I am having children). His name is Vincent Michael. Sexy name for a weapon don'tcha think? ;o)