I was supposed to have a basketball scrimmage at 11 on Saturday. So I moved my flight time from 9 to 8. Go figure, my coach changed the time of the damn game to 10. Lot a damn good that f*ckin did. Pisses me off. Worst of all my coach doesn't seem to give a damn that I had previous plans. I 'm supposed to put the team ahead of myself. Partly I agree. On the other side I think it's total bullshit. It ties in to the last time I had to miss practice. I had to miss for a Navy DEP meeting and my coach got all pissy, but my friend had to miss the day before for National Honor Society and he was fine with it. Makes me angry that coach will make an exception for someone who's "Smart" and not for someone who is willing to fight to keep his way of life untouched. Total bull. Flying may very well be different, but the bottom line is, I'm leaving soon. I want my private rating. I hate missing flights. I found something I'm good at. Is it wrong of me to want to stay good? Is it wrong of me to want to fly rather than play ball? Most of the time I'd rather fly than do anything else in the world. Flying for me is the ultimate rush, the pinnacle of excitement. It makes me feel exhilerated, out of reach, untouchable, almost a higher form of human being. It may sound arrogant (I know it is) but I feel this every time I climb into the cockpit. It wouldn't matter if it was the 152 or an F-18. I live for this, and I love every moment of it.
Anyway, the good news. I got me headset. Oh, man is it nice. It's a David Clark H10-76 military issue headset. It came with an adapter for General Aviation.
Unfortunately I don't get them until Christmas but I get to try 'em out Saturday which by the way will happen one way or the other. I'm giong to fly. That's all for now. Peace.
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