THE MOST EXHILARATING DAY WITH FIGHTER JETS!!!

I GENUINELY HAVE NO IDEA HOW NOT TO SAY THIS WITHOUT ALL CAPS SCREAMING. I AM TRYING HARDER THAN SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK TRYING NOT TO SING THE GOOFY GOOBER SONG. TODAY WAS... BEYOND MY WILDEST DREAMS.

Okay. I promise I will make this readable, but just know that I am screaming internally the entire time. Today, we went to the air museum by the local air force base. While we were there, they told everyone to run outside quick because two F-35 fighter jets were about to take off??!?!?!?!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!?!?!?!?

Never in my life have I- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! 

Okay. Listen. It was extremely loud, like the very fabric of space was being torn apart. Not only that, the sheer power from those engines literally sent shockwaves across the ground. My entire body was hit by TWO blasts of just BBBBBBBVVVVVVVZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTT ultra-vibration-electric Hyper Beam blasts and I thought I was gonna faint.

Not faint from the pain, but like, from actual pure overstimulation and being so unbelievably excited and ecstatic that this was actually, seriously happening!? Right here!? Right now!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?! 

I caught them on video, it is tiny because cell phone video is crappy but I will never ever EVER forget this moment in time. Okay. So THAT was insanely overwhelming in the best possible way. And I hadn't even gotten to see the rest of the museum yet.

I am not joking, I actually had a moment. A moment of... I dunno, surreal ecstatic... Something. I had to sit down because I felt like I was going to faint and I almost cried tears of joy after jumping up and down like some 10 year old on Christmas. 

Because, that wasn't even all of what I got to do today. They had SO. MANY. FIGHTER JETS. ON DISPLAY. EVEN A STEALTH CRAFT. MILITARY HELICOPTERS. MASSIVE BOMBERS. Look, I really hate war and all that it stands for. But the crafts that they get to fly!? The... The MASSIVE, INTRICATE, BEAUTIFUL MACHINES THAT HUMANS HAVE BUILT FROM.... FROM STONES???? WE HARNESSED FIRE AND SHARPENED ROCKS AND IT ALL LED TO THIS!?!?!?!?!?!?

HOLY!!!!! CRAP!!!!!! HOW DID WE DO THIS- WHY DID WE DO THIS!?!?!!?!? The stuff is.... Oh my GOD! I-

.....Okay. I don't wanna get off track here! I literally got to sit IN THE COCKPIT OF A FIGHTER JET.?!?!?!?!?!!? HELLO?!?!?!!? I COULD SCREAM!?!?!? HAHAAHAHAHAHHA??????? [SCREAMING] 

I was able to identify quite a bit of the instrumentation in it, which was nice. Heheh. It felt so cool. I also got to see a Blackbird stealth craft UP CLOSE and touched it. I took pictures beside all of these fighter jets, including a top favorite of mine, my beloved MiG-21 Fishbed. 

I recognized that thing from a distance and was like "Oh, no no no no NOOOOO WAY. NOOOO FREAKING WAY. IS THAT A MIG FISHBED?!?!!? RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?!?!!?" And yes. Yes it was.

There were also a couple of MASSIVE helicopters that I took pictures with, I hugged one of them because heheh why not. Oh yeah, then the F-35s came back so I got to see them land- thankfully not as loud and it didn't pulverize my organs that time. XD

In the gift shop, I spoke with a former F-111 pilot and was trying so hard not to like, completely melt at how excited I was about his stories. I bought a bunch of model crafts: an F-35, the Nighthawk stealth craft, the Spirit stealth craft, and two Blackhawks. And a pin of the F-111 and a poster of an F-18 Super Hornet.

I seriously had SO SO MUCH FUN today. It was all just such an incredible and overwhelmingly positive experience despite how much my legs hurt and how much my entire body felt like jelly after seeing those jets take off like that.

Oh, yeah! And they had a Cessna there too with "Air Force" written on it, I'm guessing it was a patrol thing? Idk. But I walked around it and did a whole exterior pre-flight check on it. 

Some veterans had started talking to me and they asked me why I wasn't in the Air Force. I told them that it's because I didn't meet the height requirement... Which is true. I did actually consider joining the Air Force a long ass time ago but, they have height limits and physical limits too.

Of course it was moreso my health, even if I would have joined by some miracle, I probably would have been sent home pretty quickly after diagnosis. I actually remember reading a story about some guy in the army who got diagnosed with the exact same condition as me just a few months after his deployment and had to be sent home... Anyways.

Yeah. So, I'm not... A big enough person to be in the Air Force. Which is funny, because the exact same thing happened to my dad when he was my age. But you know what? I'm okay with that, because war sucks. But you know what doesn't suck? Cool fucking planes.

And now I can lay in bed with my plastic fighter jets and helicopters and make little "pew pew" sounds, just like nature intended. XD