Today, we went back to the reception. It felt weird heading back, because this time, we knew exactly what to expect. Lots of people had flashbacks of the good old 120th. It meant a lot of things. We have exactly 3 weeks of training left, graduation is on 30th. It also meant we were getting our class A uniforms fitted to our size. The uniform felt kind of tight, but for most part, it felt comfortable, and rewarding, too. We came so far to receive them.