Don't worry, I am still alive and well!

Hey all,

So, as you can all tell, I took a little break from blogging. No good excuse really, I just got kind of lazy :) So, as a quick reminder, i am currently in Atlanta going through initial training with Delta to become a flight attendant! The days are long, but not as hard as people make it sound. Just really, really long hours. We've gotten to do some pretty cool stuff here though. Evacuating planes, doing CPR, trying out the escape slides and life vests... I've been having a blast!

Anyways, I'll have to catch everybody up on the details of training later, cause today I have to tell y'all about an amazing experience I had this weekend.

So, every Sunday I jump on the MARTA (the metro) and take a 45 min ride up to church. Usually I'm accompanied by my dear friend Oliver, but since his girlfriend was in town visiting this weekend, I made the trip up by myself. I've heard a lot of stories about the MARTA and how sketchy it is, so needless to say I was a tiny bit nervous. It was the middle of the day and I've taken the MARTA so many times now, I can say that I wasn't too nervous, but I made sure to be very aware of my surroundings. The ride up was perfectly fine, but it was the ride back that got interesting.

So while I was sitting at the station waiting for the train, a hispanic guy comes and sits next to me and mumbles "hola, como esta." Being the dummy I am, I replied "Bien gracias." Oops! Yeah, I know. So he seems like a nice person and all, but not really the type of person you want to have a long conversation with. Well, now he thinks I speak spanish and won't stop trying to talk to me. I tried to be nice about it, making sure to keep all my answers nice and short and not encourage anymore conversation. But then he started asking, (in spanish of course) "Are you working tonight?"," Where do you live?" So I started fibbing a little bit. I was like "Yes, I work tonight." and "I live in this general area" (This was a total lie. I was nowhere near the dorm area). Just then, the MARTA pulls up and I deliberately go to the train car away from where I was sitting so I could separate myself from this guy...and then he follows me on. All this time I am thinking, how am I going to get away from this person?! I mean, I don't think he would have done anything, but the whole situation just made me feel super uncomfortable. Well, I walk on to the MARTA and who is there but the two elders I had just met at church!!!! Hallelujah!!!

The moment I saw them sitting there, I instantly said "Hey! Elders! Fancy seeing you here!" and went and sat near them. Mr. Hispanic saw this and decided to go sit on the other end of the train car. Phew...

This was a definate tender mercy from Heavenly Father! The fact that they were on the exact same train in the exact same train car that I had decided to divert to was not just a coincidence. I know it's kind of a dumb story cause it's not like I was in trouble or anything, I just felt uncomfortable, but even still Heavenly Father was looking out for me. It's these small experiences that let us know that there really is a God, and he really is looking out for us. Some may say it was luck or just coincidental, but I know it was more than that.

Anyway, that's my little story for the day. Atlanta's great! Training's fun! Days 'till i report to base...twenty-one!

Six Years Ago

Six Years Ago

Last Thursday

This year has been graduation mania for my family. First I graduated in April , then Mari graduated in May, and now little baby Misa has graduated too! (Don't worry, she just graduated from High School. If I had graduated from college at the same time as Misa...well, that would just be embarassing) Anyway, it was really weird going to her graduation. It seems like only yesterday that I was going through the exact same thing. I don't feel like I've changed at all since then...and it's been 6 years!!! I mean I still love kids' movies, I still act like a complete goof, and I still don't know what I want to do with my life.

Six Years Ago

Last Thursday

I guess looking back though, a lot has happened since graduation - college, study abroad to Japan, mission, study abroad around the world, friends' weddings, friends' baby showers. Yeah. A lot has changed. Sometimes I miss the "good old days". I miss using a locker to store all my heavy books, I miss eating lunch out on the lawn on a sunny spring day, I miss bashing around New York City on choir tour, I miss always hanging out with my best friends. But I guess that's when you have to just be grateful for the priceless experiences you had and look forward to the adventures that await you. I really got lucky with some incredible friends during high school. They're the type of friends that you know will always be there for you no matter how long you've been out of touch.

Tomorrow morning marks the beginning of a new adventure for me. Tomorrow I fly out to Atlanta to get my wings! I don't know what lies ahead, but I'm excited for all the new experiences I'm going to have and all the new friends I'm going to make! Wish me luck.

Croquet

I have discovered a wonderful sport!! I was at our ward activity this week and played croquet for the first time in a long time. Who knew hitting a ball through hoops with a mallet could be so entertaining! I must admit, I'm not the best at the game, but had the sun stayed out a little longer, I totally would have been up for a second game. I remember about a year ago my cousins started a croquet league...or something of that nature. Now I understand why. All I need to perfect the experience is the appropriate outfit...


That's one thing I'm really going to miss when I move out to Atlanta - all the spring/summer ward activities. Who am I supposed to do fun things with? All my friends are back here in Utah. I mean cummon, it's the summer! Am I going to be able to enjoy it at all? Will it really be study all day and all night? Spring/Summer in Provo is the best because all of the sudden the mood changes and there are activities being planned right and left: sports nights, barbeques, baseball games, hikes. Well, at least I got to enjoy it for a little while right? Now I've got a hot summer in Georgia to look forward to. Well, I guess it's not everyday that you get to spend a summer in the south land, so I'll have to live it up!

The Joys of Driving a Car

Yesterday, as I drove my usual 50 minute route from Sandy to my apartment in Provo I thought to myself, "I love driving my car." Why do I love it so? Well, it is the one place that I get to sing at the top of my lungs...and no one can hear me. I didn't really realize it until yesterday, but whenever I am in the car alone, I am always singing...the ENTIRE time! Love it! It is so therapeutic. If I'm having a bad day, I can always change my mood by hopping in my cute CRV and going for a drive.

This scene epitomizes my love for car singing.



The more I thought about this, the more I started to worry. What will I do if I end up living somewhere where I don't need a car? Where am I going to let out my musical urges? What if I can't sing anywhere...and I explode?! Well, if I can't sing in the car, I just hope whoever I'll be living with doesn't mind random outbursts into song...because I can almost guarantee it will happen. Maybe even something like this...

Will Winter Ever End??

It's almost the end of May and it's still feels like February!! Now that I've got a bit of a break from work I was hoping to soak up some vitamin D. But what do I get? Rain. Instead of lying by the pool, I'm bundled up in a hoodie with some blankets. 48 degrees. Really?

I'm a blogger! I blog!

It's official. I am now a blogger! I admit I'm not much of a writer, and I don't know how good I'll be at this whole blogging thing, so here goes nothing.

I guess I'll start off with a bit of background. My name is Sachi. I am 24 years old and just graduated with a degree in Business Management from BYU. I figured I've reached a point in my life where "real life" is going to begin, so what better time than now to start documenting it!

Graduation was an interesting experience. I was SO ready to be done with school, but had absolutely no plan for the future. For those of you who know me well, you know that this drove me crazy considering that I'm the type of person who likes to have everything planned months in advance. I have spent the past year sending in applications and resumes to all types of companies but to no avail. It wasn't that I wasn't getting interviews, it was that nothing really seemed to "feel right." I found myself days before graduation giving the same answer to the same question I would get asked over and over again. The conversation would go something like this:

"I'll be graduating this April"
"Wow, congratulations. What are your plans for after graduation?"
"Ha ha. I have no idea."
"Wait, isn't graduation next week?"
"Yup."
"Oh."
"I know."

I can't tell you how many times I had this conversation. Yeah, it was a little embarassing to tell people that I was graduating from the Marriott School without a job. But deep down, I just trusted that everything would turn out okay. I mean come on, worst case senario - I graduate without a job. So I look for one. No big deal right? Yeah the economy's horrible and finding a job is rediculously difficult, but someone will hire me right? I mean I have a good degree from a good school? How bad could it really be?

Well, I got lucky. Three days after graduation, Delta Airlines flew me out to Atlanta to interview for their Japanese Speaking Flight Attendant position. It was a 7 hour interview process and a bit intimidating considering that the majority of applicants were native Japanese speakers. It was a really neat interview process and my favorite part was that we got to meet a bunch of Delta Filght Attendants. I had no idea they came from such different backgrounds. One lady who had been with Delta for over 30 years had a Ph.D. and was working as a college professor before switching over to Delta. Another guy was from Ireland and graduated with a degree in marketing like me. He started working as a flight attendant for Delta as a filler job between jobs, and 20 years later he is still there and loving it. What's more, they told me that once you "get your wings", tons of opportunities open up to you. I found out that if I wanted to work on a marketing project for Delta, I could take a few months off from flying and spend it working on various projects instead. Cool!

Well, like I said I got lucky and they offered me the job! I'm technically not hired yet (I still have to pass the drug test and background check), so right now, I'm just waiting for the phone call. As soon as it comes, I'm off to Atlanta for 8 weeks of intensive training. I've heard it's rigorous and exhausting...but then I think to myself. I just graduated from the Marriott School. Plus I've done the missionary thing for a year and a half. What can be more rigorous and exhausting than that? But who knows, maybe I'll be surprised.

So there's the update on everyday me right now. Today is my last day of work at the Marriott School, so for now, life is an unfilled planner. I guess this will be a good time to do some of the things that I haven't had time to do while I was in school: zumba, tennis, read for fun. Oh and cook!

I'm not really good at it, but can I just say how fun it is? I haven't gone grocery shopping in awhile, so the past couple of days have been "hmm, what can I make with the left-over ingredients in my fridge" kind of days. It's amazing what you can create when you're constrained to certain ingredients. I have to say my "sateed veggies over grilled lemon pepper chicken" was quite delectible. Oh and my "artickoke heart and tomato with a bit of lemon juice chicken pasta" wasn't half bad either. I'll have to remember to take pictures of my creations now that I have somewhere to brag about them he he he.

Well, I suppose that's enough for a first post. Stay tuned for more everyday adventures ahead!