I have to start off with a thank goodness for Google password save magic. I recently got a new phone and I installed good old WordPress this evening and as I was opening the app, I realized I have no idea what my password or user name is for this thing!  But Google saved the day! Haha. Anyway. 

Someone asked me not too long ago how many hours I work a week. I couldn’t help but laugh. Set hours is rather non-existent.  In a good week, I only spend 10-12 hours a day at work. Most weeks aren’t good. And let’s not forget those weekends and holidays that may or may not be observed. That’s not to say  I don’t enjoy some time off.  But I also spend a lot of time working.

Some days it’s difficult to remember why this is my chosen career and others I can’t picture life any other way.  It’s crazy to think it’s almost been five years since I officially started this chapter of my life.  What’s even more baffling is that it’s been three years since I was broken and couldn’t walk! But I ran two miles yesterday with no issues (ok, I’m aware that’s not all that impressive,but I’m good with it)!  

It’s easy to complain, but it’s good to remember all the awesomeness that comes with the job too. Like this awesome letter:

No, I’m not currently deployed. But letters like this are so appreciated at any time. They were awesome on deployment and was the highlight of my day yesterday.  If you’ve got kids (or even you!!!) who have sent things to the troops, know it’s not in vain! Things like this are so thoughtful and mean so much.  At any rate. I’m off to bed since I’m at work before the sun, but figured I’d drop a line! Love what you do!

Hakuna Matata (new phone needs to learn words. Oy! Just tried to autocorrect THREE times to things other than Hakuna Matata! :O )!!


Down With The Sickness

So I’m down with the sickness. 😦 It’s not fun. I took nyquil last night around 7PM and I’m pretty sure it kicked in at 6:30AM this morning. Don’t get me wrong,  I slept for 9 hours and 50 minutes last night (according to my fitbit. Ah such a great thing!!!), but yeah. I was dying at work this morning. I’m hoping the worst of it is over!

You gotta put the past behind you!  So says my favorite movie.  Which, yes, also came up at work today. You know you’re in a good place when you can have a legitimate ranking board of Disney movies at 6AM.  What more can you really want from life?  Except maybe to be still sleeping at 6AM. Details.

Anyway. Sleep is beckoning. Hopefully this cold will kick it tonight. But it was the end of the month. Go OCD! ‘Til February, fellow blog readers!

Hakuna Matata (yes, The Lion King was a unanimous #1)!


I have been super busy!  Last week was exhausting!  Whew!  I worked just short of 70 hours.  CRAZINESS!  But awesomeness.  Monday, after work, a bunch of us interns went to the Astros-Phillies game.  As the standings go, it was the best team in baseball against one of the worst.  It was actually a good game, too!  It was ten bucks admission and it included a hot dog, bag of chips, and a soda.  A steal for anyone familiar with Yankees games.  The Phillies lost 5-1.  My roommate was not happy, but it was a good time nonetheless. 

 Tuesday involved heavy lifting and a workout like nothing else as we ventured to the grocery store and back.  And walked.  Oh. My.  We live FAR from the store.  I know it only took fifteen minutes to walk there, but wow.  With my two gallons of orange juice that I HAD to get and my powder mix for Tang that will make some ridiculous amount of drinkable beverage alone, I was dying.  Not to mention the essential cookie dough and frosting that I had to get.  My one roommate was astounded by the fact that the tub of cookie dough was not for baking.  When we got home after the arduous trek, we were placing items in the refrigerator when our other roommate inquired as to if I planned on baking cookies.  When I said no, the look of relief that spread across her face was priceless.  The roommate who had initially inquired about the cookie dough was in disbelief.  🙂

 Later that evening, my boss called me to tell me I had to go out to Orlando for that pilot project I had mentioned in a previous post.  Apparently things had gotten pretty crazy and they needed an extra hand.  So I packed up my stuff and after our staff meeting the next day, we were on our way to the airport.  When I got there, we went straight to the hangar and started to work.  I was tired as I barely slept the night before, but it was neat.  We were right there with the plane and everything.  There were many highlights of the trip, my favorite being the fact that I was chilling in a wing of a 757.  Yes, IN a wing.  🙂  Awesomeness!  On Sunday, I also got to do something that I hadn’t had the chance to do since I moved to Houston.  I SLEPT IN!  AHHHH!!!  The wonders sleep can do!  Then some of my Italy peoples came over, so that was nice.  Good times.  Otherwise, it was all work!  Fun, but still a lot of work! 

 I came back the following Tuesday.  It was actually kind of depressing to leave as there was still work to be done, but not much more that I could help out with.  But I wanted to see the testing and everything!  Oh well.  I was just happy I got to go.  Now it’s back to working at the office.  I’ve been doing a lot though and I do enjoy it.  Aside from work, I’ve been lazing about the house since I had the luxury of doing nothing once home.  It gets old quick, but I was happy with being a bum for the time. 

 Which brings me to the roommates.  I think it’s inevitable that seven people living in a three bedroom – actually, I think it’s legitimately two, but anyway – house are going to have their moments.  Mine came last night when I was watching a show on my laptop but in my top bunk around ten o’clock.  My roommate had been getting ready to go to bed and then killed the lights about halfway through the episode.  Then she asked me to dim the screen because it was too bright.  Alright.  I was a little annoyed, but it wasn’t that big of a deal.  I knew I would be overreacting if I got upset over that, so I dimmed the screen.  I don’t know.  I sort of already had the impression that I had done something to piss her off before this because I felt like she had been a bit cold towards me since I had gotten back from Orlando, but I’m also paranoid about random things so I haven’t really dwelled on it. 

 When the episode ended, I still wasn’t able to fall asleep and a good friend had just messaged me on skype, so I put on some of my music and started chatting.  Well.  Apparently, typing is difficult to fall asleep to.  I realize people like to sleep.  I understand that.  I am one of those people.  Sleep is wonderful.  There is no doubt about it.  But when you can’t sleep – or at least when I can’t sleep – I like to watch a show or stare at my computer for a while.  It makes my eyes hurt and therefore, makes me feel tired and eventually helps me fall asleep.  I know that’s probably a terrible method for attempting to fall asleep, but it works for me.  When I’m in my bed.  But my roommate asked me to go somewhere else if I was going to type. 

 Alright.  So now I’m pretty peeved.  But by no means do I want to deprive people from sleep because I wouldn’t want that to be done to me.  I realize I have the upper hand in this because I can usually fall asleep just about anywhere through anything.  But I’m not going to pretend like I wasn’t annoyed.  But I leave.  I go upstairs seething, but whatever.  I’m trying to convince myself that I’m overreacting just a bit, but it’s difficult being that it’s before midnight.  I rant a bit to my friend, but then we move on to more exciting topics.  Not long after, I call it a night.  I go back to bed and try to fall asleep, but my roommate is snoring.  Of course, I have the snide comments to myself about it being difficult to fall asleep to snoring, but I’m trying to be nice.  I drift off into my peaceful slumber eventually. 

 Mumbling.  Now more defined talking.  I blearily open my eyes to faint light coming from the hallway.  I glance at my phone to see it is before 5AM.  4:45AM to be exact!  4:45!  WAY TOO EARLY!  But yes, it is my roommate talking to her boyfriend.  Blegh.  I fall back asleep for a coveted ten minutes if that before there’s more light in our room and clacking.  Yes, clacking.  What the hell is going on?  She is curling her hair.  Yes, now that I can be semi-conscious, she had mentioned that last night, but… WHAT?!  IT’S FIVE AM!  IT IS WAY TOO EARLY TO WAKE UP – AND WAKE OTHER PEOPLE UP – TO BE CURLING YOUR HAIR!  The closet light is on.  Of course.  The regular light is broken.  And the mirror is on the inside of the closet door.  You can’t close the door and sit inside the closet to curl your hair?!?!?  And you need to have the hallway light on for this too?  ARGH! 

 Now I’m mad.  Now I’m ready to snap.  Again, I’m all for sleep.  And when I was disturbing hers, I felt bad.  Guilty enough even to LEAVE MY BED so that she could fall asleep.  And you’re waking me up at five in the morning to curl your hair?  Of course I’m pissed.  For anyone that knows my morning routine (with the exception of Italy people because that was just some weird crap that I would actually take a shower in the morning, but anyway), you know I am not a morning person.  You know that the only reason I find it acceptable to turn on a DIM light is because I need to put my contacts in because I am blind.  Otherwise, there is absolutely NOTHING wrong with the dark.  Seriously.  What do I need to see that well that I need florescent lights when I’m waking up.  But it’s early.  And I KNOW I’m not a morning person, so I try (AND SUCCEEDED!!!) my hardest not to say something because I KNOW it will lead to me getting very mean and some of it is probably not warranted.  Well, maybe it is.  I can’t tell if I’m too biased in this situation or not.  But damn, is it hard to NOT throw back “It’s very hard to sleep through the lights being on and your CURLING IRON!”   GRRR.  But I tell myself I’m being the bigger person. 

 I try to fall asleep for the last forty minutes before I have to get up, but that fails horrendously.  Instead, I message my old roommate.  The one who ALWAYS got up before me and NEVER woke me up!  She is awesome.  Hell, at that moment she was my favoritest person in the world.  Man, how I missed her this morning (well, more than just this morning, but yeah…)! 🙂  It wasn’t that I didn’t mind leaving the room last night.  I did.  There’s no question about it.  But I did leave.  It just really annoyed me that the same courtesy wasn’t extended when the situation was reversed.  Sure, I could have asked her to go somewhere else.  I could have asked her to close the closet door at least.  But let’s be realistic here.  When I DO converse with people before 8AM (and that’s a VERY conservative margin), it doesn’t end well.  I’m just not nice in the morning.  I can live with that.  But if it happens again, I’m hoping the roommate can too because I don’t know if I will be able to contain myself another morning! 

 Normally, I’m not going to say something unless I say it to the person I am referring to.  This rant is one of the first that I have not yet discussed with the person I am ranting about.  SO!  If you are reading this current roomie, I apologize for not saying it in person first, but I just had to get it out in a more collective way because I would NOT have been very nice if I had said something this morning.  And I figure by the time I actually do see you again, all of this will be forgotten and life will have moved on to the next topic I choose to rant about. 

 Hope you fellow stalkers enjoyed my brief update about life and my long and drawn out rant!



I will again emphasize my epic fail of keeping this thing updated in a reasonable fashion.  I apologize for all of you who creepily stalk me via my blog and have been COMPLETELY unsuccessful at such endeavors.  Wow.  I just tried to spell endeavors with a ‘u.’ Damn you Kiwis!  I miss you guys, though!  SO!  Where in the world am I now?!?!  It has been quite some time.  At the moment, (surprise, surprise) I am on a plane on my way to New York!  Yes.  I am going home for Labor Day weekend!   I love my job! 

JOB??!?!?!  You question?  Yes.  I am currently employed as an intern for Continental, excuse me, United.  And yes, I have another internship!  I told you all a while ago (obviously it was a while ago since I haven’t updated in at least a good two months) that I was never going to graduate and I was strongly determined to remain in school and do study abroads and internships for the rest of my life.  It’s a good theory, methinks.  It’s working out fantastically.  Forget this graduating in four and a half years with a bachelors and masters.  I’m taking the full five years it’s supposed to take if not longer because I am getting work (not to mention real life) experience!  I love college!   

So let’s rewind a bit.  The last you people had heard from me was when I was in New Zealand and heading to Hawaii.  The reason I did not update anything sooner?  It was a legitimate excuse at the time.  I had typed this LONG (and those of you who have seen some of my posts can only imagine how long a week of a Hawaiian cruise could have been for me describing it) post on the flight back home, but I couldn’t remember some of the details regarding the final nights and I wanted to complete it.  Instead of yelling to my mom to ask for said details while on a plane in the middle of the night and a few aisles over, I decided to get some shut eye.  Following that, I got REALLY busy.  We returned from Hawaii – and FYI for those of you that care, I will be posting that post – which I still haven’t touched since that wonderful flight from Hawaii 😀 – when it is completed at some obscure later date in the future(aka, don’t hold your breath!) – anyway, returned from Hawaii and I attempted to get some REAL sleep before driving down to Florida for classes.  Yes, I drove all the way to Florida after some psychotic jetlag and barely sleeping from New York embarking on this journey around 2PM. 

I convinced my parents to let me take the Ice puppy, so I had some company on the seventeen hour drive that included a wonderful nap in South Carolina around 6AM.  Good times.  The dog stood guard! J  I love that little guy.  I got to Daytona in the afternoon and spent the remainder of the day unpacking.  The next day I was still severely jetlagged and woke up at 4:30AM.  Sickening.  I decided a little later to actually get out of bed and head to school/work.  I had told my boss AGES prior to then that I would be there on the 5th of July, but I hadn’t really talked to her since then.  I wasn’t even sure if I had a job!  When I did get there, though, there was this lady/secretary sitting at the desk I usually sit at demanding to know what I wanted!  I didn’t really know who she worked for or what to say since I didn’t know if I even really worked there, but I started with something like I used to work here and I…  Before I could say anymore, she demanded to know if I was Lauren.  Well who else would I be?!  In confirming this, however, there was a small squeak and she popped up from behind the desk to give me a hug.  This complete stranger was giving me a hug!  She then drags me down the hall by my arm/hand yelling my bosses name and to guess who was there!  Needless to say, I felt loved.   Turns out in the midst of my worldly travels, they finally decided that the office needed a secretary.  FINALLY!  And let me say, we found someone who definitely makes the office a much better place (and if you have decided to become one of my faithful blog stalkers, don’t let this get too far in your head…    Just kidding!  You deserve to let it get to your head – you be awesome)!

Anyway, I did have a job when I got back, but with all new people essentially.   It was strange at first, but alas, all things need change here and there.  In the midst of working, I took two classes for the second summer semester.  My best semester yet (yeah, with the 4.0!) and with two classes I actually both truly enjoyed – Aero II and Thunderstorms for you die-hard stalkers – I feel the last month and a half (and really only part) of my summer was well spent.  Much happened during the time I got back to the States aside from that, though. 

First off, and I guess here is where we get to the good stuff because I know half of you are probably still hanging on the “Wait, what is this job thing you’re talking about again and why are you on a plane right now?!?!?” so I will finally elaborate.  One day on the cruise in Hawaii, I receive a voicemail from a contact at Continental/United (OK, they are “working together,” but they are legally separate until next year when the FAA approves the merger so even though my employee badge says United, it’s still Continental and will thus forth be referred to as “CAL” or some obvious variant of that) asking me if I’m still interested in the position I applied for ages ago and if I could schedule a phone interview.  Awesomeness.  Of course I’m interested.  WHO WOULDN’T BE INTERESTED!?!?!  But I can’t tell people because, well, there’s always that possibility that I won’t actually get a position from them.  So I schedule this phone interview and apparently that went well because then I am asked to go to Houston for an interview with the manager/director of the department I could possibly be working for.

So I fly out for this interview and since we all know what happens, there’s no point in trying to keep suspense up since I am obviously an employee now.  I was under the impression that I wouldn’t have really minded either way if I got the job or not, but when it was legitimately offered to me, I couldn’t help but want to tell the world about it.  Hehehe.  Of course, I couldn’t make anything facebook (or blog if I ever bothered to update this thing) official until I told important people like my then current boss who was already “mad” at me for taking the internship last fall, but of course she understood. 

With me, however, nothing is ever simple.  After some of the paperwork was done, I had to fill out some information for a background check and then go for drug tests and fingerprinting.  First of all, do you know how hard it was for me to fill out an address summary for that background check!??!  I had to go back ten years leaving no gaps!  I’ve lived in WAY too many places in the last three years!  Way too complicated.  I had seven different addresses in THREE countries for three years!  Insanity.  Then for my drug test and fingerprinting, I had to either go to Newark or Houston.  Awesome, right?  I decided to go to EWR and inquire about flying in on Friday and leaving Sunday.  No problem they say.  So I get to go home for a three day weekend and take care of some business at the same time.  So my flight on Friday is at this ungodly hour of 7:30AM or something.  Leaving Daytona at 5ish was sooo painful, but whatever.  Get to the airport, all is good and then…  CANCELLED!  My flight is completely cancelled!  GRRR!!  And it’s 6:15 in the morning so of course everyone and anyone in Houston isn’t going to be able to help me because it’s 5:15 there and I should hope no one is THAT obsessed with making sure future employees have smooth rides.   I talk to one of the people at the desk, however, and of course they put me on standby for the next possible flight at 10.  In the meantime, I make some phone calls and wait for someone to get to the office.  Well, my contact for travel arrangements is amazing and managed to get back to me just past 8:30 my time.  We rearranged things so that I would stay in NY until Monday and take care of the tests Monday morning since the fingerprinting place closed at 2 and even if I made the 10 o’clock flight, I wouldn’t have gotten there in time.  FYI, I FINALLY managed to leave MCO on the 3:20 flight that afternoon (or something to that variation) many, MANY flights later flying standby…  

The weekend in NY was nice, though.  I met with some friends from high school as always and then caught a show with my parents in the evening.  I highly recommend Catch Me if You Can, but beware the music is catchy (although there was some disappointment that they didn’t use the same theme in the movie)!  Saw some family as well and just enjoyed it all.  After finals, a lot of other fun stuff went down, such as MORE WORKING, driving to Naples (the one in Florida…), changing my relationship status, visiting people who live in a place more depressing than Daytona, and debating whether or not I should bring my vehicle to Texas with me or driving it back to NY, and saying goodbye to awesome peoples in Florida yet again (and still not being able to get in everyone L).  In no particular order, of course.  Well, I ended up driving my car up to NY with the boyfriend and the puppy who became a fugitive in the state of Florida – more on that in another post.  I love roadtrips.  J  From there, we met up with my high school peoples, meandered about the city acting like tourists when we walked over the Brooklyn Bridge – OK, that was just me and the bf, but yeah – enjoying good old New York.

But again, my luck cannot last that long and I managed to get stuck in the airport closings and not make my flight down to Houston for day one of internship because, well, Hurricane Irene had better plans for me.  I am a firm believer in everything happening for a reason, and this was no exception.  I was originally supposed to leave Sunday, but Mom persuaded me to move it to Saturday because of impending doom for NYC and surrounding areas.  So I changed my flight, but of course they then closed the airports.  It wasn’t too upsetting because, well, yeah, I was at home, we had a family reunion/memorial on Saturday that I ended up getting to go to, and I got to spend more time at home!  Did I mention the home bit at all?  The best part of home?  I got legit Italian craving Brooklyn pizza, bagels, and other amazing food! 

Since all major airports within 100 miles of NYC were closed for two and a half days, I was essentially screwed in getting out and was told I would have a flight for Wednesday.  Well day one was a Monday, but not much I could really do, but enjoy home more.  I must say, NY was amazing on Monday and Tuesday after the storm.  With the extra time, we got in a trip to Ft. Tilden to check out my Gold Award project (for those of you unaware, it’s the equivalent of the more well-known Eagle Scout, but for Girl Scouts) which sadly has been slightly neglected in being kept nice since we worked out there, but I do have to remind myself that it’s been almost four years now, and a trip to Coney Island including the must ride Cyclone for first-timers!  Boyfriend’s reaction on the first drop = PRICELESS!  I even got a candy apple out of the experience (thank you again 🙂 )!

I finally did get to Houston on Wednesday, however, and had no problem with anything.  I unpacked my repacked suitcase of more Houston temperature appropriate clothes and had some bonding time with the other people living in the house/ fellow interns.  Work Thursday was awesome.  As it turns out, since it always seems to take ANY company forever and a day to get new people in the system, etc, people couldn’t really do much since they weren’t in the system yet and didn’t have employee numbers so the other interns spent most of the day reading the GMM, which is apparently a very long and technical manual regarding procedures.  I was extremely lucky, because we got our ID numbers within two hours of my arrival so I was able to play around with that.  Not to mention I was given real work already!  So between all of that, the day went by quickly.  Later in the evening, we meandered off to go grocery shopping and some other exciting things before calling it a night. 

Today was pretty epic as well.  My supervisor wasn’t there yesterday, so I sat down with him today to talk some exciting things and then he sent me to work on comparing doors.  Yes, doors.  I get to look at the structures of doors for Continental and United to see how interchangeable things are for the merger when everything will become one.  I now have a new respect for airplane doors.  And airplanes for that matter!  We had our staff meeting today as well where my boss threw out the memo to everyone in the Structures department to let me tag along on basically anything that seems cool.  So anytime one of them goes out to the airport or something, I will hopefully be able to get to go along.  Like today.  Before I got on the plane, I went to some of the hangars to check out 757s with my boss.  HOW FREAKING COOL!  Specifically to look at the doors, but I got a little tour of the rest of the aircraft as well.  SO AWESOME!  I would say going to the VAB at Kennedy Space Center and walking around the orbiter for the space shuttle was cooler, but I actually got to go inside the gutted airplane and touch stuff and all exciting things like that with the planes, so…  J  LOVING THIS INTERNSHIP SO FAR!  After checking it out, we got some food and then I was dropped off at the airport with good luck of getting on a plane for the evening. 

I was originally scheduled to fly to Baltimore, but the flight didn’t leave until 5PM and it was 3ish at this point, so I checked out departures and decided to try my luck getting on a flight to LaGuardia at 3:57.  A LOT of standby passengers were able to get on, but there were two seats short of me being able to board.  The few of us who weren’t able to get on inquired about the next one and she didn’t give us any definites, but said the next one at 5:30 looked hopeful.  I was torn.  A direct flight to LGA would be awesome, but there were way more people on standby on an overbooked flight to begin with than there were on my flight to Baltimore leaving at 5.  Feeling strongly about my luck, I decided to wait it out to hop on this flight and obviously my gut was right.  🙂 

I boarded the plane ecstatic and extremely surprised to be seated in an empty row.  But then that excitement died after twenty minutes of sitting here.  Apparently a plane with multiple people connecting to this flight was delayed, which was why there were so many empty seats.  I was terrified they would make me get off the plane so original passengers could get on, since in conversations with some other people who were on standby for the flight before and whatnot had said that had happened to them before.  I thought the plane was waiting for them, but it turned out that there were communication issues and maintenance had to come and check everything out.  Well they were able to fix it, but in the meantime, they let the other passengers on the flight.  I was freaking out, but then relieved to find us pushing back from the gate after another twenty minutes.  Always a story with me, right?  

Anywho, I suppose this is more than enough for you faithful readers who have gotten this far.  I’m going to enjoy home and then possibly update again!