a southern experience....

say hello to a brand new rescue diver....

ok so first off, yes it is true, i am a rescue diver. we finished up our course, which entailed finding a lost diver and saving both a panicked diver as well as another unconcious at the surface, stressful especially after a day off and a late night. but luckily now we can get on with our dive master. what a relief. i'm still on track with my plans.
i'll have to work backwards since it has been awhile since my last post. so yesterday was my first day off in two weeks because of antonio being on stage and nathy being away as well, both training in sand piper (florida clubmed). melina and i took part in a massive french session on the beach as well as relaxing with our gm friend eric, a screenplay writer from LA, who took us to dinner as our tip for the week. four hundred dollars later we were immersed in surreal conversation about celebrities and the hollywood lifestyle as well as its many similar qualities to the life of a clubmed g.o. and after french wine and chocolate fondue, our 7am wake up call for our certification dives came a bit too early. it was worth it.
so last week was the most intensely stressful yet gratifying week thus far. i was promoted temporarily to assistant, to which i got the nickname "ACOB" assistant chief of bar by my fellow bartenders, basically i was the bosslady who took all the heat. needless to say running the show had its ups and its downs, but a great leading experience, and luckily again fufilling my desire to grow in many ways down here. everything, including valentines day, went off without a hitch. we sold 32 bottles of champagne in one day, to which i was host to 14, plus countless grey goose bottles (to eric). the chiefs were so impressed that they emailed antonio in miami to tell him how well things were going. it made me happy to feel like i was doing a really good job, it almost made up for the severe lack of sleep and frustrating delegations i endured. now, antonio has proposed many attractive options for me to stay on for the summer season, basically as of now i make my own schedule and have a bit more freedom than the rest, however, when he isn't around i also am supposed to be the responsible one, again, good and bad. but as of now i'm still pretty sure that if i do stay on it will be for scuba and not for bar, but the chance of me staying are slim to nil. i'll stick out the season but i'm ready to come back and see my family and friends who i am really missing.
that is something i want to touch on. i feel really bad because i don't post nearly enough lately but as you have read i have had basically no time to sleep let alone patience to wait for computer time (i'm writing this on my dinner break at work, ie. the only time the computers are free). but my lack of communication with the outside world really does not reflect how i miss everyone, i find myself reality checking myself and realizing how much i value my friendships and although i am not in constant contact or contact at all, i still think of each and everyone of my friends. the wheels keep turning in my mind as to how i'm going to make it out to vic, calgs, edmonton, the states, as well as all the random travelling i want to do.
luckily i keep telling myself i'm 23 and it'll all happen in due course.
sorry this was so random, it was kind of a dump of my thoughts from the past week. i even said to a friend yesterday, "did you get anything for christmas this year?" and we were both like "oh right, christmas happened". that 's just one of the many things that i'm like, wow, time has flown and stuff keeps happening on the outside as i keep living my groundhog day over and over.
i love you all,
miss you,
email me. or call me.

posted by kate @ 5:48 PM