The Wait Is Over.

The young man sits in his dorm room, multitasking as usual. Well not really multitasking, more like entertaining himself in multiple ways at the same time. The TV is on in the background, music videos and headline news occasionally filter through his head. Outside students shuffle past, late for midterms, late for class, late for breakfast. Winamp shuffles to the next song. The familiar guitar riff of the Top Gun Anthem plays. Meanwhile, the young man is engrossed in Soldier of Fortune 2, a game he's beaten before, and will beat again. Harder skill level this time, more challenging. Gunshots fill the air, machinegun fire alternates with the cries of enemies. It's a true cornucopia of sound eminating from his room.

Suddenly, the young man becomes aware of a different, much more important sound. The motions he goes through next are like clockwork. Take off headset. Mute speakers. Pick up remote. Mute television. Wait for second ring, make sure first wasn't a hallucination. Pick up phone. Is it the father, checking up on him again? Is it the mother, curious as to how he's holding up? Is it a friend, wanting to know if the news has come?

"Hello?"

"May I speak to Matt?"

"That's me."

"Is this Matthew Perry Wilson, Officer Trainee, future Second Lieutenant of the United States Air Force?"

"Yes. Yes it is."

The results are in, and so am I. You heard it here, first. Now to make some phone calls. :)