Short, brief, but bittersweet

Whew.... I've had my break and then hit Reattacks ground school hard the Friday I went up to VA for the visit/meeting. You know its truly a business meeting when you have to schedule the time you have on "vacation". I am so glad I was able to meet the team
and absorb something bigger than myself. There were so many great people out there all striving to do the same thing and help one another become successful. So many great people to work with and a lot with different backgrounds and talents. It was also great to surprise the mother at midnight (she had no idea her belated wedding anniversary gift was coming at midnight, especially in human form). The reaction photos of mom were quite great... I crawled into her bedroom right after my dad entered and she thought I was my little sister ("...what are you doing crawling? Crazy...") then wrapping around the far side of the bed, I jumped onto the spot next to her and she took 2 seconds to look at me, then realized who I was and proceeded with the dropped jaw and squeal/scream. Twas great.


Is laughing while your mom is still in shock acceptable? Or offensive?

The XS chugging contest was a pretty sweet idea too... although I don't recall ever chugging down anything carbonated after doing the Dizzy Izzy on the baseball bat, it was fun to have a girls' team attempt what I like to call a "Man skill" in itself. I do have to say the highlights from our team was watching Chris Mamaril (quite reminiscent of Chris Kattan's Mango



Plus our Guzzlin Gobblers team was pretty sweet! I haven't seen spirit like that in a while, so the guys the wigs and Hokie Bird costume pumped me up when their intro song was Enter the Sandman! Didn't win, but hey, neither did we. (I mean, who practices chugging?)





The visit was short, brief, but bittersweet. I feel a lot in tune with my family and its easier for us to become more open because we see so little of each other. With the sister going off to college finally, I guess that's why my parents are trying to hang on to every piece of father/motherhood they have while we're present.

Now, with everything that I've learned this weekend, I just wish I could apply it as soon as possible. But just like karma, I have a time crunch and new material with this Strike/Fighter syllabus, and I must once again work on time management. Constant battle... I really wonder how I can pull this business off (granted its my first stages) with flight school almost over and the real job not too far off? It's my pace, but I'm waiting for an open hole so I can expand and have it work for me, because right now... I'm still at the bottom not living up to my weekly goals.

I need more time... I have enough motivation!

Tell Your Parents You Love Them

I just got a call from a friend saying that one of our mutual friends' father just suffered a brain hemmorhage. There were no signs on tests leading into this eruption, I don't think it could have been prevented.

The friend who called attended his father's funeral 3 months ago.

Tell your parents [and everyone close to you] that you love them. At any moment, we could lose them. I know I will... everyday on the phone.

Beer bottle

Sometimes I don't remember the things I write about.
But I was reading some old stuff, and I once compared myself to a beer bottle.

"...Tough exterior, with an emotional interior of a woman to boot.
When shaken, the pressure is too much and then I just want to explode."

Well, I feel more like a water bottle.
My shell is wearing thin and I feel more vulnerable.
I think that is a mistake in the business I'm in.

And... I don't know why but I feel so down in the dumps. I need someone to make me laugh so hard I start hyperventilating. Maybe its just as simple as having a jam session. I dunno.

Aside from sounding so emo, it's April and springtime: almost time to be done with this biznatch.



Happy 1 year anniversary to the start of Flight School Class 0724!