Australia-Wizard-Jedi-Ballet

It only took about 4 hours of endless questions about Australia to really nail down the friendship. I honestly didn't know what to talk about. After introducing P to American delicacies like Taco Bell and Waffle House we really began to hit it off. I offhandedly challenged her to a lightsaber duel...and lost. (Despite my casual Kung Fu training, growing up in the "outback" gave her the upper hand apparently.)

Now I know a lot about Australia and know the secrect. Austrailia is HUGE! Like the size of the US. I really can't contain my laughter when P tells me about travelers she's met excitedly telling her about their AUS Travel Plans, thinking they can drive from Perth to Sydney to Brisbane which is equivalent to driving from San Diego to Atlanta to D.C. (5 crying emojis) (all within a week).

It's about the same size as the US.

She heard I liked Harry Potter- and invited me to Philadelphia for a Harry Potter Festival. As the days drew nearer I dreaded it...because I had to wake up early. And though I've trained myself to wake up at 6:15 everyday (not because I have to...I just like laying there). I had to get up really early... 3:45am. P departed 6am, while I plane hopped around the South until I made it to PA that afternoon.

Traveling for the first time with a friend is always a gamble... it's like a test to see if you are on the same page. I'd say we are compatible traveling companions. It was pretty great we didn't have to stop for meals and could wander endlessly without having to take breaks. And that it was perfectly acceptable to go to sleep. (I had mentally prepped myself for a wild rucous pub crawl.)

Just a couple of Wizards

So Australia and Wizardry are great.

Jedi training is pretty good too. Well at the moment it's dreadful because I let self doubt creep back in and it's been too long since I've flown.

My last flight was actually pretty bad. It started out well enough, I did the walk around all by myself- I felt pretty cool checking the fuel, scrambling up the wings and everything else
. Once we were aloft there was a lot of turbulence and I was fighting bumps as we went along - cue start getting really sick. I got totally nauseous and we had to land early... - I felt sick the rest of the day from the extreme vestibular motion ...that is until I went to Kung fu.

Kung Fu was great, though I've been going through Kung Fu struggles. It's lovely and I like it, but my hectic life I'm all over the place with training. A week on, a week off. And I'm really behind in the forms.

Sometimes when we are fighting and there will be this moment of beautiful modern dance, it makes me want to run and take a contemporary class. But I'd have to drive upwards of an hour, and pay a horrendous amout of money on gas and an overpriced class in the city and then I get resentful and angry.

But kung fu suffices for the most part. There is another student working the same forms as me and I like working with him because he's really calm, and gets up at 4am everyday to practice. So he's obviously really prepared for class everyday and knows whats going on. I'd say I'm pretty good at following, so it suits me.

The red always makes me feel super aggressive lol

I'm flying three days this week and catching up on reading. If you know me well, you know that I have anti textbook sentiments and go out of my way to purposefully not read them. But I am trying to read and study. I do know how airplanes fly now-Bernoullis Principle -not magic haha. There is massive amounts of information, which concerns me, "how will I learn all of this and not crash?"

But I kind of feel like I'm out of options, especially after last years abysmal attempt in applying to grad school. (Which I'm totally ok I wasn't accepted- I thought it was stupid anyways.) There are lot's of women flying and if Kate Rubins can make it to NASA, I can probably make it to Delta or American. Not that me and Kate Rubin's have been or will ever be similar -she's a genius. But I like to think that because we both have blonde hair, I can be like her and do something awesome.

Kate Rubins and I both have amazing blonde hair-which I see as a sign that I can grow up and be like her. Yes.

Also, I took ballet twice. It was hard. The teacher, coincidentally is the stereotypical Russian Ballet Mistress, and takes her job really seriously. Honestly I'm just there to move around and exercise a bit because I don't like the gym. But all those old ladies in the class made me stand front and center because I was the youngest and I was subject to much criticism, and couldn't contain my giggles.