I got laughed at... because I looked 13.

After the front nine was finished on Saturday, it was time for the four of us to get some refreshments to keep the energy of the game going. The sun was beaming down on our heads and since beer had been a help to me before during bowling games, I decided on a cool, refreshing Mike's Hard Lemonade.

I walked up to the bar counter and politely asked the lady for a Mike's Hard Lemonade and a cup of ice.
The black lady behind the counter paused, then shot me one of those "Are you serious?" looks. Then she laughed at me.
"ID please? You look thirteen."

I told her I was 22, she apologized, and that's when I realized I was the "baby" of the golfers with me that day. I still get carded everywhere, even at Wal-mart if I buy glue stick. I'm not mad, and I know i should be flattered that I can still look so young (13 however is a bit past the look I was going for, haha... I was attempting sixteen)

When my 16 year old sister visited, we went out to Flounders, and I was trying to read people's reactions of us being either the same age of a teenager or a young adult.

I ordered for both of us, the waiter asked if we wanted separate checks. Girl doesn't even have a job yet.
During the meal, I ordered a frozen martini. He asked my sister if she needed anything.
I guess its hard to realize she's 16, and I didn't do anything grownupish during that age but to go through senior year as a youngin... so I still see her as my little baby sister.

I guess its cool though that sometimes she can be my 20 year old friend, and I could be her high school friend. Its a switchoff that relies on what I feel like wearing that day. And believe me, I can pull off the "older" look, its just hard to look so exquisite and chic in an area like Pensacola where the culture's fashion consists of swimsuits, speedos, and cutoff shorts.

Quick Update

My sister came to visit for about 2 weeks during her summer vacation. Where's MY summer vacation? Oh, that's right, we don't get those anymore. But anyways, she came to spend some time with her one and only favorite sis:


At the Captain's Cup Volleyball tournament (VT-4 took 1st!)



Naval Aviation Museum - sittin in a F/A-14 Tomcat, doin it Top Gun style lol



Watching the loop-de-loops at the Blue Angels Show



Beachy at Pensacola


She left just in time for my sim flights... last one is tomorrow. Hoping that goes well, considering its the end of block flight, but I'm crossing my fingers that I don't get scheduled for INAV flights on the Thursday after. I haven't really gotten to preparing for it yet, and we're technically supposed to always be 2 flights ahead. Each of these INAVs require 2 flight plans (originals and backups) so its a lot of time involved.

Cross your fingers.

Instruments

What an interesting week!

Monday I had the Instruments 1 exam, scored a 98%... missed one stupid question. Stupid stupid pub question!

We had our 2 test reviews (2 reviews too many), a nice holiday thrown in the week
....isn't that nice? an opportunity to drink in the middle of the week! Oddly enough, I only watched fireworks the day before Independence Day...

This morning, Instruments 2 test... 100%! That could be due to proper planning and studying and procrastinating during that studying period last night, Facebook is such an addiction... I swear. I contributed to a class test average of 98. That's swell. We're the smartest class ever.

2 lunches. I brought my lunch, then I ate again at the golf course. They have these irresistable seasoned cajun fries, I can't resist.

Flew a TP... they are pretty long, but I had to refly the departure and route again.
Because they're so long, (we're basically doing point to points that we can't prepare for in advance and the fixes pop up on the window screen), I only flew it once more after class. Needless to say, I did better the second time around... I kept it within the 4 miles of the intended routes.

What's this little student naval flight officer got lined up for her this weekend?

No studying until after golf tomorrow morning--its been more than a year since I've been on a course. Then attempting the crazy folder of homework handed to me today.

And.... this is the part where flight school gets hard. Ysmaelle visits me just in time! (ha ha ha)

I have an addiction.

And it will never go away.

Therefore I am doomed when the culture in today's society reverts back to the stone ages... unless I am well armed and educated. Let us hope that I am prepared when that time comes.

It's kind of like... if someone stole my lip gloss, chapstick, lip balm, whatever. I would melt down like the Wicked Witch of the West.