Current mood: enlightened
don't worry mom and dad... it's just a rumor. :)
It's funny the things that go around about people sometimes... its even funnier to me the things people talk about... especially when they have no idea. I've had a few rumors spread about me in my time... the one I heard today definitely took the cake. It's by far my favorite... mostly because it's pretty funny.
So my good friend and also my partner in music business... well more like one of the people I definitely look up to e-mailed me the other day and told me he wanted to talk to me to clear up some rumors he heard.
I called him today just to find out what in the world people are bored enough to talk about now.
He said he overheard my name out at a show and tuned into the conversation. Apparently someone casually mentioned something about reading one of my blogs or something... and then someone said... HEY did you hear Julie was dating a black rapper? then the other person said. "no! I heard she was ENGAGED to a black rapper!"
Apparently these people are not friends of mine... they woulda known. I know who they are talking about... and I went to a wedding with a very talented black beat boxer one time... I didn't realize we were committed from that. DJ! Did you ask my dad permission?! :)
HAHA!
2 things.
1) My boyfriend is white... but he totally is HCWB... don't even worry about it.
2) I'm not engaged.
Thanks for the laugh!
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Sunday, August 10, 2008
Saturday, April 12, 2008
day two of new job: conquering the subway
ok. SO. I went to bed early last night like i needed. I was soo sick. I couldnt even eat pizza if that tells you anything. I estimate that I fell asleep from like 7-10 and then 11 to 8am this morning when I got called in to work. i LOVE bein on call (totally sarcastic if you didnt catch the caps).
LUCKILY they gave me 4 and a half hours to wake up, shower, and get to the airport... they only HAVE to give me 3... technically. Well it takes me 3 to go anywhere... not including hair, shower and make up.
So I hurried up and my angel friend gave me detailed transportation directions to the LaGuardia airport from Jersey. SO. I showered, changed and packed and was out the door in an hour and off to conquer the NJ & NY transit system on my own (kinda)...
So I did real good at first. I took the PATH train to 33rd and I remembered being in that same station yesterday so I remembered that the subways station is also down there so I just followed signs and found it and new that I had to take either the N or the W subway to Astoria Blvd. Cool.
Found it. i get on it. It sucks to be so smart sometimes... or arrogant.. cause when I started feeling like I shoulda been there by now and recognized some subway stops from last week in new york... I kinda thought maybe I should get up and look at the map... but no... i would feel foolish... so I stay on the friggin subway until they yell last stop... and im almost in coney island. TOTALLY opposite of where i needed to be. but NO worries because I still have 2 hours to get to the airport. cool. so I get off kinda confused of what I did... go up the stairs and realize that DANG I went downtown instead of uptown. DUH. I didnt even think of that before. So I got on the right W train and went uptown and got off on the Astoria Blvd exit and then took the M-60 to LaGuardia...
you think my day ended there? no.
So the bus lady says Delta so I get off the bus... but somehow im in the American Airlines terminal and feel like an imposter or a spy cause im in full Delta uniform. (im sure i made all this up in my head but i swear I could feel peoples wonderings about why i was there)... so THEN I ask a TSA lady and she was so nice and helped me get to the Delta terminal by telling me to get on the B bus... so I did. I went passed security and went to where my little ny book told me to go. I get there. I dont have the password to get in. EFF! So I call the inflight service people and they send someone up to get me. So the lady comes to get me. I go downstairs and find where i go and then ask a lady where i should sign in. Well she was rude and grunted at the computers across the wall. So I try to sign in and it tells me im in the wrong terminal. SERIOUSLY? It's not even noon at this point and my day sucks.... but honestly I was ok... cause I still had like 15 minutes to sign in and I felt like I conquered the whole city. but im not gonna lie... when the computer said i was at the wrong terminal i almost cried and laughed at the irony at the same time.
So.
I asked the rude flight attendant where the crap i was supposed to go to get on this Boston bound shuttle... and she grunted at me to find a manager. BiAtch.
so the very nice manager signs me in over the phone gets me directions to the Marina terminal on the A bus. cool.
So I meet another flight attendant on the A train who I just decide to follow since I assume she knows where she is goin and that is much faster than tryin to discover LaGuardia blindly. So I follow her without tellin her im new. cause I feel like a dummy for not knowin anything.
she sees me lookin around everywhere and finds out on her own that im a new hire. but she was sooo nice. I get all the way down to the Marina Terminal's crew lounge and my crew had apparently already briefed. So I trek BACK upstairs with a heavy bag (why there are no elevators when they know we carry heavy bags, I will never know) .... I get to the gate and introduce myself to my crew. they have no idea who i am or why i am there.
awesome.
so my flight leader says they are over staffed so I will unofficially be deadheading... which means I get to sit down for the flight and get paid to do my nails. HECKyes! THIS is what I signed up for!
So after finally 5 hours of New York I was Boston bound.
I made some new friends and then got to Boston, grabbed some fruit and found my gate and waited for my West Palm Beach crew.
They were AWESOME!
Senior mammas to say the LEAST! They were in the top 60 senior flight attendants... lemme tell you... that means she had been flyin since the 60's... since it was mandatory for weigh in's... mandatory for green eyeshadow and false eyelashes... dang.
So they were great and I was the rule follower... (that doesnt happen often.. i know) so a guy asks me for a crown and coke before we take off and since he's not in first class i wasnt gonna give him one... but she said it was ok... so he gave me a $20 tip. i LOVE this job! he got snockered on the flight but I got like $5 more in tips... cool.
I love cash.
So I flew to west palm beach and then back to boston... uneventful really... i collected all kinds of great magazines so i will never have to buy another new magazine again. heckyes.
So no I am in Boston in a hotel with two of my favorite classmates from the H class and I ordered in pizza and we are watchin starsky and hutch while i work.
tomorrow is one flight from boston to Laguardia and then I get to see my new favorite band in new york tmorrow.. SCRATCHTRACK, check'em.
LUCKILY they gave me 4 and a half hours to wake up, shower, and get to the airport... they only HAVE to give me 3... technically. Well it takes me 3 to go anywhere... not including hair, shower and make up.
So I hurried up and my angel friend gave me detailed transportation directions to the LaGuardia airport from Jersey. SO. I showered, changed and packed and was out the door in an hour and off to conquer the NJ & NY transit system on my own (kinda)...
So I did real good at first. I took the PATH train to 33rd and I remembered being in that same station yesterday so I remembered that the subways station is also down there so I just followed signs and found it and new that I had to take either the N or the W subway to Astoria Blvd. Cool.
Found it. i get on it. It sucks to be so smart sometimes... or arrogant.. cause when I started feeling like I shoulda been there by now and recognized some subway stops from last week in new york... I kinda thought maybe I should get up and look at the map... but no... i would feel foolish... so I stay on the friggin subway until they yell last stop... and im almost in coney island. TOTALLY opposite of where i needed to be. but NO worries because I still have 2 hours to get to the airport. cool. so I get off kinda confused of what I did... go up the stairs and realize that DANG I went downtown instead of uptown. DUH. I didnt even think of that before. So I got on the right W train and went uptown and got off on the Astoria Blvd exit and then took the M-60 to LaGuardia...
you think my day ended there? no.
So the bus lady says Delta so I get off the bus... but somehow im in the American Airlines terminal and feel like an imposter or a spy cause im in full Delta uniform. (im sure i made all this up in my head but i swear I could feel peoples wonderings about why i was there)... so THEN I ask a TSA lady and she was so nice and helped me get to the Delta terminal by telling me to get on the B bus... so I did. I went passed security and went to where my little ny book told me to go. I get there. I dont have the password to get in. EFF! So I call the inflight service people and they send someone up to get me. So the lady comes to get me. I go downstairs and find where i go and then ask a lady where i should sign in. Well she was rude and grunted at the computers across the wall. So I try to sign in and it tells me im in the wrong terminal. SERIOUSLY? It's not even noon at this point and my day sucks.... but honestly I was ok... cause I still had like 15 minutes to sign in and I felt like I conquered the whole city. but im not gonna lie... when the computer said i was at the wrong terminal i almost cried and laughed at the irony at the same time.
So.
I asked the rude flight attendant where the crap i was supposed to go to get on this Boston bound shuttle... and she grunted at me to find a manager. BiAtch.
so the very nice manager signs me in over the phone gets me directions to the Marina terminal on the A bus. cool.
So I meet another flight attendant on the A train who I just decide to follow since I assume she knows where she is goin and that is much faster than tryin to discover LaGuardia blindly. So I follow her without tellin her im new. cause I feel like a dummy for not knowin anything.
she sees me lookin around everywhere and finds out on her own that im a new hire. but she was sooo nice. I get all the way down to the Marina Terminal's crew lounge and my crew had apparently already briefed. So I trek BACK upstairs with a heavy bag (why there are no elevators when they know we carry heavy bags, I will never know) .... I get to the gate and introduce myself to my crew. they have no idea who i am or why i am there.
awesome.
so my flight leader says they are over staffed so I will unofficially be deadheading... which means I get to sit down for the flight and get paid to do my nails. HECKyes! THIS is what I signed up for!
So after finally 5 hours of New York I was Boston bound.
I made some new friends and then got to Boston, grabbed some fruit and found my gate and waited for my West Palm Beach crew.
They were AWESOME!
Senior mammas to say the LEAST! They were in the top 60 senior flight attendants... lemme tell you... that means she had been flyin since the 60's... since it was mandatory for weigh in's... mandatory for green eyeshadow and false eyelashes... dang.
So they were great and I was the rule follower... (that doesnt happen often.. i know) so a guy asks me for a crown and coke before we take off and since he's not in first class i wasnt gonna give him one... but she said it was ok... so he gave me a $20 tip. i LOVE this job! he got snockered on the flight but I got like $5 more in tips... cool.
I love cash.
So I flew to west palm beach and then back to boston... uneventful really... i collected all kinds of great magazines so i will never have to buy another new magazine again. heckyes.
So no I am in Boston in a hotel with two of my favorite classmates from the H class and I ordered in pizza and we are watchin starsky and hutch while i work.
tomorrow is one flight from boston to Laguardia and then I get to see my new favorite band in new york tmorrow.. SCRATCHTRACK, check'em.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
End of Week Three: Surviving
So our class has been dwindled down minus 4 students just this week... out of our graduating class I think we lost a total of 10 people so far... It’s scary because you get back from lunch and do a headcount to make sure we didnt loose another person. Apparently they warn the person in advance with write-ups but we wouldnt know anything at all until they were gone... and they go upstairs to the dorm, watch you pack your stuff and escort you off campus... DANG. This is a reality/horror show... the stress levels are INTENSE... I blew a big test but luckily my average is still up... SCARY though... very scary.
If you have seen the news then you know about the tornados last night... I’m fine... no where near it... BUT today is my first training flight and more storms are on their way... what an initiation! dang. I was supposed to drive to Augusta last night to see my boys in Sterling Y but we got out of class so late that I didn’t go... luckily because of the tornado... and my other friend was supposed to go to the game last night... which again, luckily we got out late and she didnt go because now there is a big whole in the side of that stadium. DANG.
I’m nervous... and I was also chosen as flight leader for todays flight to dallas which is a hecka lot more responsibilities... I can’t stand 1/4 of my classmates. It’s so hard to be fake nice to people who are stupid... if it was a customer, I would just walk away and have someone else wait on them... but I have to live with these dummies for 2 and a half more weeks. Frustrating.
People are all on wits end... we are tired and grumpy and class gets out late and we all want to get into it with eachother... but we know we are being watched... intensely... so... dang. I’m learning to be an actress and how to pretend to be a lady... It’s pretty much what its all about... BUT then the other part of my class is totally cool... yea we still get grumpy at eachother but all we can do is make jokes about the other 1/4th to make it through the day... mean, yes... but it works...
As far as my mom goes... she’s ok! I haven’t gotten to talk to her... she comes home from Santiago tnite... and so I will get to talk to her tmorrow I pray... My sister and her boyfriend flew down yesterday and get there tomorrow as well... so Im glad at least Bethany can take care of my mom...
That’s all I got for now... I’m gonna go study for my flight exam... check out my 4 new pictures... 2 in the 2008 album and 2 in the pictures by me section...
peace out babies. Xxoo
If you have seen the news then you know about the tornados last night... I’m fine... no where near it... BUT today is my first training flight and more storms are on their way... what an initiation! dang. I was supposed to drive to Augusta last night to see my boys in Sterling Y but we got out of class so late that I didn’t go... luckily because of the tornado... and my other friend was supposed to go to the game last night... which again, luckily we got out late and she didnt go because now there is a big whole in the side of that stadium. DANG.
I’m nervous... and I was also chosen as flight leader for todays flight to dallas which is a hecka lot more responsibilities... I can’t stand 1/4 of my classmates. It’s so hard to be fake nice to people who are stupid... if it was a customer, I would just walk away and have someone else wait on them... but I have to live with these dummies for 2 and a half more weeks. Frustrating.
People are all on wits end... we are tired and grumpy and class gets out late and we all want to get into it with eachother... but we know we are being watched... intensely... so... dang. I’m learning to be an actress and how to pretend to be a lady... It’s pretty much what its all about... BUT then the other part of my class is totally cool... yea we still get grumpy at eachother but all we can do is make jokes about the other 1/4th to make it through the day... mean, yes... but it works...
As far as my mom goes... she’s ok! I haven’t gotten to talk to her... she comes home from Santiago tnite... and so I will get to talk to her tmorrow I pray... My sister and her boyfriend flew down yesterday and get there tomorrow as well... so Im glad at least Bethany can take care of my mom...
That’s all I got for now... I’m gonna go study for my flight exam... check out my 4 new pictures... 2 in the 2008 album and 2 in the pictures by me section...
peace out babies. Xxoo
Thursday, March 13, 2008
mass hysteria text messaging
ok... so if you have ever even met me once, then you know i’m attached to my phone by the buttons. i hate my blackberry and miss my treo and need an iphone but i’m addicted to communication no matter what the means... (hence my facebook, myspace, virb, shoutlife, gmail, etc)
you probably think you are right there with me... I only know one person who could possibly compete communication-wise with me and its my friend dj. (hi dj!)
Lets just say that cingular didnt have a plan big enough for me until recently that didnt compare to a rent payment... I saw a commercial on TV for verizon for unlimited text messages for 19.99 and went to cingular and told them i wanted to have to cut my service to switch to verizon since its unlimited because i just cannot afford them... i LOVE cingular... but I dont love anyone or thing enough to pay $500 bills each month. SO... when i threatened to leave low and behold cingular offered me the unlimited text for 19.99.... shocking! I was on a name to name basis with my cingular people in texas cause they made comments about my communication habits... and told me i need to sleep more... man... i kinda feel a little pathetic.
maybe I’ve been a little TOO good at communicating (except for emotionally, hence the failed relationships)... but I even get my gmail emails straight to my phone to keep up with clients mainly...BUT... I text and drive (yes, I am THAT girl on the road)... text and study, text and read, text and talk... I love texting! I am known for it... I am also known for weird sleep habits... so people know they can get in touch with me almost 24 hrs a day... I get text messages up to about 3 or 4 in the morning... and now that I wake up at 5:30 I get some at 5:30 too... (my favorites)... I get and send about 500 messages a day... sometimes more and sometimes less... depending on the events of the day of course.
Well unusual to normal habits I went to bed at 9pm last night. I also just turned my phone off vibrate... not OFF (cause that would be like pulling the plug on my best friend) but on silent so I could get a good night sleep. this morning when I checked my phone you would have thought that someone died by the text messages, emails, missed calls and voicemails I had... People aren’t used to my no response... They started texting... then calling and finally as a last result they left voicemails (because if you know me you know I HATE voicemails... unless they are from my one friend cause those are funny)...
the voicemails were pretty humorous but made me realize i need to control the situation maybe... there were alot of questions on the voicemail.
"why arent you responding?"
"are you mad at me?"
"what’s going on?"
"what did i do?"
seriously. seriously?! aren’t we in our mid-20’s now? i thought high-school and middle school was over... i can make fun of them because they aren’t on my myspace... :) haha
but just FYI... if I dont respond to your text right away its because I’m sleeping or taking a shower... those are the only ways I dont answer... and soon it will be because i’m flying... so dont take it so personally....
even superheros need their sleep. ;)
xxoo
you probably think you are right there with me... I only know one person who could possibly compete communication-wise with me and its my friend dj. (hi dj!)
Lets just say that cingular didnt have a plan big enough for me until recently that didnt compare to a rent payment... I saw a commercial on TV for verizon for unlimited text messages for 19.99 and went to cingular and told them i wanted to have to cut my service to switch to verizon since its unlimited because i just cannot afford them... i LOVE cingular... but I dont love anyone or thing enough to pay $500 bills each month. SO... when i threatened to leave low and behold cingular offered me the unlimited text for 19.99.... shocking! I was on a name to name basis with my cingular people in texas cause they made comments about my communication habits... and told me i need to sleep more... man... i kinda feel a little pathetic.
maybe I’ve been a little TOO good at communicating (except for emotionally, hence the failed relationships)... but I even get my gmail emails straight to my phone to keep up with clients mainly...BUT... I text and drive (yes, I am THAT girl on the road)... text and study, text and read, text and talk... I love texting! I am known for it... I am also known for weird sleep habits... so people know they can get in touch with me almost 24 hrs a day... I get text messages up to about 3 or 4 in the morning... and now that I wake up at 5:30 I get some at 5:30 too... (my favorites)... I get and send about 500 messages a day... sometimes more and sometimes less... depending on the events of the day of course.
Well unusual to normal habits I went to bed at 9pm last night. I also just turned my phone off vibrate... not OFF (cause that would be like pulling the plug on my best friend) but on silent so I could get a good night sleep. this morning when I checked my phone you would have thought that someone died by the text messages, emails, missed calls and voicemails I had... People aren’t used to my no response... They started texting... then calling and finally as a last result they left voicemails (because if you know me you know I HATE voicemails... unless they are from my one friend cause those are funny)...
the voicemails were pretty humorous but made me realize i need to control the situation maybe... there were alot of questions on the voicemail.
"why arent you responding?"
"are you mad at me?"
"what’s going on?"
"what did i do?"
seriously. seriously?! aren’t we in our mid-20’s now? i thought high-school and middle school was over... i can make fun of them because they aren’t on my myspace... :) haha
but just FYI... if I dont respond to your text right away its because I’m sleeping or taking a shower... those are the only ways I dont answer... and soon it will be because i’m flying... so dont take it so personally....
even superheros need their sleep. ;)
xxoo
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Week Three
I'm still alive.
barely.
It's funny because I've never lived in a college dorm before and I'm so glad that I only have to be here for 6 weeks... I love some of my classmates... but it's like a bad reality show and summer camp on steroids. Everyone is pairing off and hooking up... the drama is thick... corporate is weeding through people and sending them home one and two at a time.
I've been trying to upload the video I made of last week on myspace and youtube... it's taking FREAKING forEVER. and I'm irritated... i've been trying to upload them for 2 days now. I really want yall to see it!
I've just kinda been observing people the last week... the flight attendant and pilot thing is the most amusing... pilots are EVERYWHERE and they are such players and the flight attendants are so freakin dumb.
anyways my partner in crime is leaving school so I'm gonna lay low and just keep observing... there's so much to do anyways and when there isn't something to do... its cause im being lazy cause I have computer classes I have to take on my own time... and also audio books... which im so addicted to right now... because who gets to say they "read" a whole book before 9am everyday?
My paypal account got hacked... which TOTALLY sucks... because now I have to confirm the account by mail because I don't have a landline phone and the mailing address is still in texas... and i can't get money out of the account... and that's kinda how i eat and pay rent... freakin freak.
it's one of those days... it's been a stressful week and its only tuesday.
We had medical training yesterday and luckily I halfway paid attention because I already had to use my training... it's confidential but probably now top 10 strangest things that have ever happened to me for sure.
Please pray for my mom... she is having surgery this week in Chile on her hips... she's only 45 and got a weird disease... and only 3 doctors in the world do this surgery and one happens to be in Chile... so dang. I pray it works and goes successfully because she is so very active and for her to sit still is a big issue...
I have my first training flight on saturday... and I'm going to DALLAS, TEXAS! only an hour layover but still... 5 driving hours closer to chachos... sweet mecca of the "mexican" fast food. yum. I will always be measure excitement in fast food... its a wonder im not 300 lbs.
ok... one more thing about the audiobooks... if you haven't read CLAPTON yet... you better! its such an amazing book... really. i would say i was totally born in the wrong time... except for i dunno what id do without text messaging... or chachos for that matter. ;)
I can't explain the exhaustion... and its my own fault... 1) because i like to work... 2)because i actually get reborn at night and have too much energy to sleep.... its a feeling of nausea.... you can break into tears or feel like throwing up... you have to keep moving or eating to stay awake... its a big deal if you fall asleep in class and you look around at all the faces and you are not alone... everyone else looks like zombie's too... we've been wearing jeans and tennis shoes the last week and 2 days... so tomorrow when we revert back to business suits i kinda feel like we will wake up a little bit because we have to put in more effort... maybe thats a weird concept... but i think its true so far.
anyways.... i gotta get back to work... i try and write in between... and this is probably waaay more random than usual cause im distracted and keep loosing my train of thought...
love y'all... miss y'all.. xxoo
barely.
It's funny because I've never lived in a college dorm before and I'm so glad that I only have to be here for 6 weeks... I love some of my classmates... but it's like a bad reality show and summer camp on steroids. Everyone is pairing off and hooking up... the drama is thick... corporate is weeding through people and sending them home one and two at a time.
I've been trying to upload the video I made of last week on myspace and youtube... it's taking FREAKING forEVER. and I'm irritated... i've been trying to upload them for 2 days now. I really want yall to see it!
I've just kinda been observing people the last week... the flight attendant and pilot thing is the most amusing... pilots are EVERYWHERE and they are such players and the flight attendants are so freakin dumb.
anyways my partner in crime is leaving school so I'm gonna lay low and just keep observing... there's so much to do anyways and when there isn't something to do... its cause im being lazy cause I have computer classes I have to take on my own time... and also audio books... which im so addicted to right now... because who gets to say they "read" a whole book before 9am everyday?
My paypal account got hacked... which TOTALLY sucks... because now I have to confirm the account by mail because I don't have a landline phone and the mailing address is still in texas... and i can't get money out of the account... and that's kinda how i eat and pay rent... freakin freak.
it's one of those days... it's been a stressful week and its only tuesday.
We had medical training yesterday and luckily I halfway paid attention because I already had to use my training... it's confidential but probably now top 10 strangest things that have ever happened to me for sure.
Please pray for my mom... she is having surgery this week in Chile on her hips... she's only 45 and got a weird disease... and only 3 doctors in the world do this surgery and one happens to be in Chile... so dang. I pray it works and goes successfully because she is so very active and for her to sit still is a big issue...
I have my first training flight on saturday... and I'm going to DALLAS, TEXAS! only an hour layover but still... 5 driving hours closer to chachos... sweet mecca of the "mexican" fast food. yum. I will always be measure excitement in fast food... its a wonder im not 300 lbs.
ok... one more thing about the audiobooks... if you haven't read CLAPTON yet... you better! its such an amazing book... really. i would say i was totally born in the wrong time... except for i dunno what id do without text messaging... or chachos for that matter. ;)
I can't explain the exhaustion... and its my own fault... 1) because i like to work... 2)because i actually get reborn at night and have too much energy to sleep.... its a feeling of nausea.... you can break into tears or feel like throwing up... you have to keep moving or eating to stay awake... its a big deal if you fall asleep in class and you look around at all the faces and you are not alone... everyone else looks like zombie's too... we've been wearing jeans and tennis shoes the last week and 2 days... so tomorrow when we revert back to business suits i kinda feel like we will wake up a little bit because we have to put in more effort... maybe thats a weird concept... but i think its true so far.
anyways.... i gotta get back to work... i try and write in between... and this is probably waaay more random than usual cause im distracted and keep loosing my train of thought...
love y'all... miss y'all.. xxoo
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Training Day Three
Current mood: accomplished
Yesterday was a 12 hour day... not including the 2 hours spent working on myspaces prior to that. Perk Place is going to be my favorite part of the day, no doubt. Their playlist matches my itunes... minus the booty droppin hot playlist.... sigur ros is playing now. lovely.
Today is my first test. I'm not worried... and as I say that all the nerves in my body tense up and I can't feel my left arm.... heart attack?
We've already lost a few students... leaving at lunch and never came back. Wonder how many of us will graduate. I had a talk at lunch with some girls that are a few weeks ahead of me in training. They were so nice and encouraging. We sat in 4 or 5 different airplanes yesterday and played with emergency exits... those doors aren't little and they sure as heck aren't light... I'm a little girl... I'm gonna have to start pumping iron. I really thought I was stronger... whew.
I made some friends yesterday and after starving for 14 hours finally made it over to ruby tuesday for a well deserved margarita and a real meal. Salads at the speedline just aren't gonna cut it for me. I think I am making more friends since I have a car and most people here don't. haha
I found out yesterday that my friend from Texas that moved to Tennessee is now moving to NYC around the same time as me... I'm trying my best to convince my friend, Lena, to move with me as well... We can all share a Uhaul and drive up together... I'm NOT driving a Uhaul into the city. I can't wait to sell my car and get started.
Next week is Emergency Training Week... CPR, Immunizations, Evacuations Procedures and hell if I know what else. It's supposed to be your hardest week. It hit alot of us yesterday that we aren't just joining a cool job... we are in charge of saving peoples lives, dealing with puke, jerks, urinating children... and doing it with 21st century grace. Flight attendants are the epitome of a "lady"... in appearance and mannerisms. But surprisingly enough it's actually coming natural to me. Who knew there was a lady underneath it all? :) I'm actually waking up with energy at 5:30 in the morning and excited to do my hair and make up for 40 minutes... and wear a skirt, hose and heals. I look amazing! haha Sure its the first week and I will probably be so over this by Tuesday next week. Ha!
I picked up a new myspace management client and a new design client. I will give you more information soon. I can't wait until the 14th & 15th... Sterling Y is coming to GA and I will be in desperate need of RocknRoll and cute boys.
OH... which brings me to the MOST asked question by my friends and family.... NO. not all male flight attendants are gay. I saw one guy show up in a suit and tie the first day with tennis shoes on... no way a gay man would ever make that faux paux. There are about 1/3 male flight attendants and maybe out of that 1/4 are obviously gay. I'm really not sure why people think you must a gay if you are a a male flight attendant... it's a great job... why wouldnt EVERYONE want to do it?
Tomorrow I get fitted for uniform and put in my order... the uniforms are HOT. I get a $400 starting allowance and then another $150 to spend in September. I love clothing allowances. :)
Anyways... keep me in your prayers. Love Love Love--- See you soon. JulieK
Yesterday was a 12 hour day... not including the 2 hours spent working on myspaces prior to that. Perk Place is going to be my favorite part of the day, no doubt. Their playlist matches my itunes... minus the booty droppin hot playlist.... sigur ros is playing now. lovely.
Today is my first test. I'm not worried... and as I say that all the nerves in my body tense up and I can't feel my left arm.... heart attack?
We've already lost a few students... leaving at lunch and never came back. Wonder how many of us will graduate. I had a talk at lunch with some girls that are a few weeks ahead of me in training. They were so nice and encouraging. We sat in 4 or 5 different airplanes yesterday and played with emergency exits... those doors aren't little and they sure as heck aren't light... I'm a little girl... I'm gonna have to start pumping iron. I really thought I was stronger... whew.
I made some friends yesterday and after starving for 14 hours finally made it over to ruby tuesday for a well deserved margarita and a real meal. Salads at the speedline just aren't gonna cut it for me. I think I am making more friends since I have a car and most people here don't. haha
I found out yesterday that my friend from Texas that moved to Tennessee is now moving to NYC around the same time as me... I'm trying my best to convince my friend, Lena, to move with me as well... We can all share a Uhaul and drive up together... I'm NOT driving a Uhaul into the city. I can't wait to sell my car and get started.
Next week is Emergency Training Week... CPR, Immunizations, Evacuations Procedures and hell if I know what else. It's supposed to be your hardest week. It hit alot of us yesterday that we aren't just joining a cool job... we are in charge of saving peoples lives, dealing with puke, jerks, urinating children... and doing it with 21st century grace. Flight attendants are the epitome of a "lady"... in appearance and mannerisms. But surprisingly enough it's actually coming natural to me. Who knew there was a lady underneath it all? :) I'm actually waking up with energy at 5:30 in the morning and excited to do my hair and make up for 40 minutes... and wear a skirt, hose and heals. I look amazing! haha Sure its the first week and I will probably be so over this by Tuesday next week. Ha!
I picked up a new myspace management client and a new design client. I will give you more information soon. I can't wait until the 14th & 15th... Sterling Y is coming to GA and I will be in desperate need of RocknRoll and cute boys.
OH... which brings me to the MOST asked question by my friends and family.... NO. not all male flight attendants are gay. I saw one guy show up in a suit and tie the first day with tennis shoes on... no way a gay man would ever make that faux paux. There are about 1/3 male flight attendants and maybe out of that 1/4 are obviously gay. I'm really not sure why people think you must a gay if you are a a male flight attendant... it's a great job... why wouldnt EVERYONE want to do it?
Tomorrow I get fitted for uniform and put in my order... the uniforms are HOT. I get a $400 starting allowance and then another $150 to spend in September. I love clothing allowances. :)
Anyways... keep me in your prayers. Love Love Love--- See you soon. JulieK
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