Saturday, July 15, 2006

good day one and all,

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You are the Captain of the Aircraft. You Have Control.

You suit up alone,
You sign out the aircraft alone,
You walk ALONE.

Totally awesome really. as our boss likes to put it, when you walk out to that aircraft, "Walk like you own the World" sounds arrogant and cocky, but he has a point, because right there and then, you, the Pilot - a human being who is not biologically designed to fly, is going to defy the teachings of our creator. You are responsible for your life and the mission. If you face and emergency and you have to eject, know that the Safety of the Populace comes first, Then the Pilot then the Aircraft. It is with the same 2 hands and the same 2 feet that we use to drive a car, that we fly an aircraft. It is truly a godsend gift to grant us the ability to fly.

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Well so much for all of that.... First Solo Christianing. As for some tradition that came about, people who go for their First Solo are to be blessed of some sorts, in my opinion its like a Christianing. But its up to how people choose to view it based on their experience. Well the culture here is to have the instructor who sent you First Solo to crack an egg over your head and massage your hair... how is that significant i have no F-ing idea. then we're supposed to eat a whole raw egg, shell and everything. and lastly we're blessed with the most awful smelling, foul looking and absolutely gross looking "holy water".

The Holy Water:
Onions
Expired and coagulated low fat milk (not like it being low fat helps)
Cigarette buds (LOTS of them)
Coffee Powder
A tad bit of water
Mud
Eggs
And a few more ingredients that i'd rather not know

and thats that! my 2nd First Solo...

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oh how i miss home, how i miss my parents, my dog, my sis, my friends and just being home. Sometimes it makes me wonder, is this the right move? i know i've justified why i have to come here. because i want to sacrifice now to ensure a better future. but somehow this "ideal" future of mine, as in like when i'm married and all, is planned in a way, but its shady man... real shady....

dang i'm falling asleep at 10am!!!! wTF!!!!!! doesn't help when you sleep at 3am because of mess happy hour and wake up at 5.50am to open up the squadron. sad.

chuab
E743 signing off.

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