that's just tragic. i sincerely mean that-
Tragic? No, it wasn't tragic. It was STUPID.
"Tragic" would have been me getting hit by a deer on a dark road the night before graduation and losing an eye, or having to drop out because my mother was terminal with cancer, or something like that.
What happened to me was karma, and the only person I have to blame is MYSELF.
i'm going to have to remember your story as an example that in the military/navy world, you often only get one chance to prove yourself, and if you screwup, you're toast.
Some people wonder why I hang around this board, and why I hung around at the other place. After all, my info is old, my record is hardly a good example of how to be a Mid, and I only did my 5 years and got out.
If you learn the lesson above, apply it to yourself, AND SUCCEED, then you'll know why I hang around here. My kids are still too young to understand the lesson (and frankly I'm not so sure I'm doing such a hot job raising them anyway), so I parent vicariously through fine folks such as yourself.
I'm no model Mid, or model officer, or even model citizen. I'm just a guy who's been there, done that, and long ago tossed the t-shirts. If I can spare just one poor soul from sitting in his room, staring at a rejection letter in shock, and realizing that his life has just taken a REALLY lousy turn, then I feel justified in occasionally being a bit of a fool online.
Please don't let it happen to you. Hit the books and hit them HARD. You can sleep when you graduate. You can flirt and socialize after you pin your officer's insignia on. You can daydream when you're DEAD. Until then, WORK LIKE AN ANIMAL.