My life has turned around...everythings topsy turvy..
new people..a new profession(not yet)..settling in..getting cozy...having fun...stopping being an FNG...getting my private...and then....ALL of it all over again...
Our school has shut down...ASA....we cursed it..hated it for its indian government-ish babudom...the delay in getting things done...
slow flying...irritating gay instructors...irritating HORNY instructors...good instructors who were too lazy..yada yada yada...
Castle tower..the prison...the barracks...turlock lake..123.45..4654B...can feel the pinch of things drifting away.
coffee and bullshit on the stairs at 3 am..movies NON STOP...midnight icecream drives..drunken parties..waking up when its dark..
Juana-mari getting on our case 24-7...the hunt for the ever elusive vacuum cleaner..and when u find it,not using it till someone comes looking for it and wants it in 15 mins.
It was slow...the management sucked...the people were were ALL weird...all case studies...
but it was a family.a LARGE,assorted family complete with Prince Singh...him entering the corridor made everyone straighten their ties..tuck their shirts in..
After all that happened i thought i would stop caring..but strangely..cant bring myself to be rude to him.His arrival is still intimidating.But i know its not because i respect it.nope,Thats dead.
I miss ASA...a lot.
Its horrible to have just 3 people to talk to..out of which 1 might be sleeping..one takin a crap...the other just being a bore...
i miss everything.
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