Little Snippets:
When I first decided I wanted to leave, I was put on the EPF. Again. (3rd or 4th time I think)
No real studying as I had already done and redone the EPF courses. But there was no mechanism in place. I worked, and I ran around doing a lof of mest work, It was good.
At some point, it was decided that all of the people on the base who wanted to leave should be segregated together and watched by security, working as a group on various projects while working on the routing form.
There were two dorms in main building on the second floor, past the area that was completely demolished. One was the men's dorm. The other the women's.
We had fun as a group. There was about 10 of us. We were buddied up and ate together, worked together, etc, etc.
We had a theme song, which we would sing, especially if security came checking.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=MOuEYSJCFqE
Sometimes, our alternate theme, we would sing:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=aD21JDMp86c
Eventually, people started completing the form and leaving one by one. Until I was the last. And, being that I wasn't a "blow" candidate, I was pretty much left to myself for a while. Ended up in renos. But still ate, slept, etc. all on my own.
Some of my most extroverted times.
As long as I kept off the radar, no one bothered me. The HAS checked up on me on occasion, but for all intents and purposes, I did worked on what I wanted to work on.