Wednesday, July 29, 2009

A Long Absence

I will start with an apology because it has been 20 days! And I have been lazy and not full of writing motivation. Good news, though. I have had fun adventures! So there is much to share, and if I can figure out how, I might even post a picture or two.

A thank you : I love you mom and I appreciate you reminding me that I should probably write some stuff down.

On we go!!!!

So, I got back from the rig and realized as my plane touched down in Louisiana that I was ecstatically happy about being back here. It may not have good coffee, reasonable temperatures or humidity, and normal alcohol laws, but I have become comfortable here. I love the people I have met here, gotten used to the weather (I swear it gets hot here mom!!), and, well, I can always order coffee from out of state. And after being in South Texas for over 2 weeks, I can honestly say that I have nothing to complain about while living in Lafayette. ;)

After getting back I immediately got excited because the awesomest thing ever was going to happen! Mum and Helen decided to come and visit me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Something I always am a little sad about, is that very few people I know actually go to the places I do. So even though I can show those I love pictures, I never get to really share my experiences with them. This was my chance! They drove down on a Thursday evening and got here between 5 and 7 am on Friday (I don't remember the time...all I know is they woke me up). I let them sleep for awhile until I got impatient for adventures with them, so I woke them up and we went out to eat. This really wouldn't be significant, except after 3 weeks of non-rain in Lafayette, it chose approximately noon on Friday to start downpouring. Then it rained every day for the next three days (come to think of it...for the rest of July it has been raining every 2 or 3 days now), stopping occasionally to get muggy and then rain again. However, that stopped us not a whit! I did get mercilessly teased for their entire stay that I just made up the crazy hot Louisiana weather in order to garner sympathy. Psh. Anyway, the rain did stop eventually and we went on a swamp tour at Lake Martin that evening. It was so awesome and absolutely beautiful! Our tour guide was amazing, he had cute dogs (though Helen doesn't agree with me on that), and his knowledge of the swamp and bayou was intense. We took "roads" through the swamp and saw alligators, herons, cranes, and little baby birds too. One of my favorite moments of day was when we were sitting in the boat and we could see a gorgeous rainbow that went from one side of the lake to the other. I've never seen both ends of a rainbow before. :) Also, the sunset was incredible. Later we got drinks from Dix (essentially a drive through bar) and collapsed in bed. The next day we got in the car and drove down to the Gulf Coast on our way to Galveston. We actually did not make it to Galveston, because as we drove along the Gulf of Mexico, we passed all this empty beach (some occupied with cars) where all the houses were destroyed in one of the latest hurricanes. So we pulled off into the sand, got our towels out, and went to play in the water for 3 or 4 hours. It was warm, salty, and had decent shells, though not as nice Florida. Helen and I started going out to where the shelf drops off (it slopes ever so slightly until then), but mom intimidated us with all her shark talk, so we wave jumped instead. After heading home, we went out to eat, swam in an apt. swimming pool, and then went to bed again. Then, as quickly as they came, they left again. :( I am so glad they came though! My family is amazingly fun to be around, so that was probably my favorite weekend of the entire summer.

My next adventure involved a trip to New Orleans. I was supposed to head there, fish, sky dive, then go out on Bourbon St. Two out of the four actually happened. Marlon and I drove to New Orleans, and met our friend Brian in Metarie about 10 pm. We all jumped in Brian's uncle's truck and drove out to the "camp", which is on huge stilt things and is one of the nicest "camps" I have ever seen. Awesome livingroom/kitchen/bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Washer and dryer. A/C. Anyway, we got there about midnight and I learned how to spot alligators in the little bay their dock sits in, cast bait nets (it involves putting a part of the net in your mouth and doing a twisty-body throw), pick up catfish and crabs without getting hurt, and that shrimp are really ugly in real life, too. Also...warning : look at the Deet percentage in your bugspray before using it. 40% Deet hurts. Next day we got up at 5 am, left at 6 am to go fishing in the marsh. We were heading to Black Bay and on our way, the motor on the boat started making a knocking noise. It was decided that heading back would be a good option, but since I was with crazy fishermen, they also thought it would be intelligent to stop multiple times on the way back in to fish. Of course the engine sound got worse, and it eventually culminated in us becoming dead in the water about 2 miles from the dock. We were told that another boat of fishermen were on their way back in to pull us to the dock and they were going to "fish" their way back in. 3 hours later....Yup. I ended up taking a nap in the boat due to boredom. Granted, it was a nice nap. At one point I considered swimming to the side of the water throughway we were on and walking back. Four things stopped me : alligators, marsh, catfish and stingrays. It was a fun adventure, though. I didn't get to go skydiving, but there is always another day for that. Also, instead of Bourbon St. we hung out with Brian's family all of who are really fun and also excellent cooks. They made us BBQ shrimp (which I actually ate), almond covered fish of some kind, hashbrowns, and some other food. All of which was liberally doused/boiled/fried in butter. Definitely delicious, but I ran extra far the next day. So as weekend adventures go, it was pretty good.

And with that (definitely enough writing for now) I will leave ya'll. I will write more about what is going on now with my projects as well as the end of internship stuff next time.

I love you guys!

Becca

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Success!!!

We Td'ed (drilled to the ending point) the well!!! You have no idea the extent of my happiness right now. To be honest, the well itself has not been too bad. Yes, we had problems with it a couple times, but it was all the circumstances surrounding the well that led to it being frustrating at times. Generators going down in 110 degree heat (this means that the people sleeping during that time get...kinda warm, to say the least), pumps failing, clashing guy personalities, etc; all of these things led to it being tiring at times.

However, it was actually a pretty interesting and almost fun experience. I have some awesome co-workers, I learned an incredible amount, I got to eat homemade cajun, sri lankan, mexican, and south texas food. So, basically, everything spicy. I want to ask for recipes, but I know there is no way in heck I will be able to replicate these foods.

I got to run on country roads again. I kind of missed it because those are the first places I ran with Dad. The scenery I see while running down here is just as beautiful as kansas, but in a little different way. Here there are less trees, more shrubs, and no grass. All you see is the stark contrast of scraggly, green bush and light tan, dusty road with rocks. The bushes down here are what I imagine a human would look like if she or he worked really hard every day out in the sun for their whole life. Weathered, but tough. Also, down here I run slow, similar to when I started running to begin with Dad. Back then, my goal was to not die while trying to keep up with the Energizer Bunny that is my father. Now I wanted to avoid respraining my ankle again (we have some huge chunks of gravel all over the place). Never bitten by a rattlesnake, though, despite the directional driller's frequently spoken concerns.

It amazes me that I am not turned away or intimidated by the oil field sometimes. It is dirty, gross, long hours, remote locations, and has crazy people. I have met men who become angry and racist when under pressure, and I have met others who can work for 21 hours straight and still crack a smile throughout the night, get up and come into work 3 hours later. I have seen what happens when equipment fails while drilling (not pretty), people who don't perform to the level that the company exactly wants (they get run off rigs), how a night of stress for someone can end up in a yelling, vulgar, almost physical fight, and what happens when the stress of living this lifestyle gets to someone who might not be prepared for it (complete breakdowns). And yet, I want to be here. Undoubtedly.

My friends don't understand why I don't want an office job with air freshner, business casual dress code, going out for drinks after work on friday, and a 2 day weekend every week with holidays off; I can't give them an answer that satisfies them. All they say is "you're crazy..." My question, though, is "don't you long for adventure???" I want to see unique places, eat some crazy food that might give make me sick or be the best thing I've ever had in my life, learn a foreign language or two and actually get to USE it, get on a plane and have to figure out the town I am living in/near when I get there, see yet another breathtaking sunset, work a crazy schedule, and meet people have the same dreams as me. One day I'll want an office, probably. Not now. Give me a rig, adventure, foreign country...I am there.

Finally, I am excited to go back to Louisiana. I have a project to work on, stuff to learn, people to hang out with, and a pool to inhabit for multiple hours a day. It will be a nice break.

I miss you guys, and hope your week is going amazingly well.

Love you.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

PRECIPITATION!!!

It rained tonight!!!!! The first time I have ever been on a rig when precipitation is occurring. It was marvelous.

I jumped out the door to walk back to camp and no dust flew up under my feet. It was warm, but the beating down of the late afternoon sun was gone, hidden behind the lovely dark grey clouds currently pouring water down on me. My hard hat deflected the drops from my head and face, but the Nomex suit I was wearing barely even slowed them down. For the first time, in almost 4 weeks, I believe I felt a little bit of something I’d like to call “cold” when I was in the outdoors. I briefly debated the merits of dancing in the rain on the dirt pad the oil rig stands upon, but sadly, I shot the idea down. Being the only woman on this rig, I try really hard NOT to stand out as being “different” more than I absolutely have to. Dancing in the rain might be an attention getter. So, I will just have to wait until I am in Lafayette again, or even Kansas, before I dance in the rain again. Besides, I have a rain-dancing date with my friend Heather; I wouldn’t like to start early without her.

The other night engineer that I work with, Justin, laughingly says that I am crazy and who would want to go outside and get wet and muddy? “Psh,” I say. Who can say that they have truly lived and enjoyed life until they’ve gone outside in a rainstorm and just….been a part of it? So, for all of you Kansans who are at home right now, I have a favor to ask. Next time it starts to precipitate, whether it is pouring down like crazy, or dropping light sprinkles on the ground, just take a wander outside; walk around; maybe do a funky little dance or a waltz or tango…I will be right beside you, dancing in spirit.

I love you all.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

A Cup of Coffee Post

Contrary to what you might think by the title. This is not the sort of post I am writing while drinking a cup of that marvelous liquid that I hold so dear. Instead, I am warning you in advance...

WARNING : This post might be a tad bit long. Though I hope it is an interesting one to you, I think you should pour some caffeinated elixir and grab a piece of toast with Nutella on it before hunkering down to the read. :)

And on we go!

Last time I talked with you, I was studying oilfield material and relaxing in the humid bliss that makes up Louisiana. This has changed. Last Wednesday...or Thursday. I forget which day, I was called up by my FSM (field service manager) while I was working in Youngville and she told me that (a) they had found an oil rig for me to go to, (b)it was in Texas, (c) if I didn't have any plans for that day I was leaving at 1:30 pm. Which, after running around talking to various managers, my FSM, the lady that schedules my flights, and the shuttle driver, I only had about 35 minutes to pack for what the FSM said was a week of work and get to the airport for my flight. Then I flew from Lafayette to Houston and Houston to Laredo, TX.

I was told it was going to be about 105 on average in Laredo. This is a lie. They should've added about 10 degrees because that is what it really is near the oil rig. This is ok, though. I accept it as part of the job. The rig I am on is about a 45 minute drive from Laredo, and about a mile from the US/Mexican border. I've actually seen more Border Patrol cars than I have seen normal cop cars. I live in a large trailer with the other D&M Engg. as well as the DDs (Directional Drillers). We cook and clean for ourselves, so I stopped by the store and bought food (as well as a towel when we went back into town about 4 days later. Drying off after your shower with your t-shirt is really awkward).

All the engineers I work with are extremely nice. The cell manager (head engg) is a hilarious guy named Suthan, who is from Sri Lanka and makes delicious food; there is a trainee who is kinda uptight, but from the midwest, so he automatically ranks as cool; an engineeer from US Land (the land section of Schlumberger) named Jared who drives an enormous blue truck, loves The Office, and is always ready for a joke; and the other night engineer that I worked with, Mark, who is originally from Mexico (and regularly translates what people say down here for me), is extremely nice, has good taste in music, and has the most interestingly cool family I've ever heard of. Sadly, Mark left for a vacation (in London!!) with his girlfriend, but his replacement is a guy named Justin who is from Vietnam, but grew up in Kansas and went to KSU!!! Justin automatically rocked because he has a KSU cover that he says he always takes to rigs with him (rig camps don't always supply all the necessities...).

I work a night tour (pronounced "tower") which is from 6 pm to 6 am. So I sleep from about 8:30 am until 4:30 or 5:00 pm. After waking up I eat, relax for a bit, then head outside to the logging unit, where the normal shift-change chit chat goes on between the day and night crew. After all misunderstandings and issues are cleared up, they go in for the night and Justin and I start our shift. We monitor, make logs, program, etc. Sometimes I play on facebook if it is a slow night, and sometimes I work for hours straight without realizing time has even passed. When I first get up it is still really hot (probably about 110-115 degrees outside) but eventually cools down to a low (and I type this sarcastically) of 80-85 degrees. The A/C unit in the logging unit finally recovers from yesterday's heat at around 2:30 am, so by the time I leave at 6:30 or 7 am, it is nice and cool for the day fellows. After work, I change into shorts and jog down the one country road/driveway that leads to the main country road that goes back to town. It's gorgeous in the morning with the sun just climbing over the horizon and I have a spectacular view of this shrub/desert area that is a lot prettier than it sounds. I am 100 percent scared of running on top of a rattle snake, so I pay attention pretty well to where I am putting my feet while I am out there. After running (and participating in an early morning session of what I like to call "The SouthWest Texas Diet : Sweat until you are skeletal!) I shower, head to bed, and start it all over again. I try to call people occasionally, but I have no signal except for in one exact spot on the entire area, and I can only handle the heat for so long (sorry). I also don't have internet unless I am on tour.

So, yes, I am here until it is finished. The way it looks right now, it will probably be Saturday or Sunday before we head home, but I don't know. We wil see! I really am enjoying myself, and I can't get enough of this job and the life that comes with it. I am working with crazy/unique/interesting people, visiting cool (if, albeit, they are kind of remote) places, and eating delicious food! What more could I ask for??

I love you all and hope Kansas stays cooler than good ol' Texas.

Becca

Sunday, June 21, 2009

A Lazy Sunday

So, I destroyed some pancakes today. Don't get me wrong, the batter itself is ok (it's from a box..hard to mess up), but apparently I lack the ability to cook a pancake without burning it. Maybe they'll have a class on that next semester. Until then, I might stay away from the pancakes. Or just make James cook them for me. Apparently eh is actually good that that. Plus he makes good biscuits. What is this?!?! He gets to be tall AND good at creating baked good creations? Jealousy. Right here in Louisiana.

Besides destroying those beautiful pancakes, I have done very little recently. I have been learning more and more every day for about 8 hours. For two nights last week I shadowed the OSC and Remote Ops people. OSC stands for Operation Support Center and it assists rigs while they are drilling. Remote Ops is actually a station where an engineer monitors the tools we are using on the rigs from a long way away (several states, in the Gulf Coast, etc). That's about it for the week.

In my free time I usually work out (I can finally jog again), hang by the pool, watch tv. Maybe I'll have more to chit chat about later.

Have a good week, ya'll.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

A Quick One

So I had a bit of a thought this evening while watching "Animal Horror Stories." There was a story of a crocodile that death rolled a woman three times (she lived amazingly enough). Don't ask me why I was watching something about crocodile attacks when I am living in a place teeming with alligators. They never actually said common sense and engineering were mutually exclusive, I suppose. However, maybe it's sort of like a preventative measure. You know, watching a show about birthing in order to make you never want to have children? I watch shows about reptile attacks in order to be perpetually afraid of things that can bite my ankles off. :)

Anyway, this crocodile death rolled this woman right? And a death roll is used in order to disorient and drown its prey (basically, though there are other applications that I am sure no one really wants to read about). After being rolled at a decent pace underwater in the helicopter, I can understand how effective this could possibly be. And not being able to doing anything because the croc is so fast?! Wow. Thats all.

Just a thought. Goodnight!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

My First Alligator :)

From: The intern who misses a good Kansas thunderstorm
To: Ya'll (or Y'all...depends on which southern state you are in)

I did it!! I have had my first, official, Louisiana alligator sighting. In the center of the University of Louisiana, Lafayette there is a swamp area with a low brick wall/fence around it. This enormous pond is full of cyprus trees, ferns, algae, enormous fish, pretty birds, annnnddddd alligators!! I've heard there are three or four in there, including a hefty six-footer that I did not get to see. However, I did see a 1.5 footer that was absolutely adorable! He hissed at us and paddled his little way away from us into the reeds. I would've taken him home with me, but I didn't want to be approached by an angry mama alligator...or angry security people. :) I have also heard of a place called Lake Martin which is a half hour away, and is apparently very swampy and full of alligators. My next goal for the summer is to spend a day there, fishing and animal watching/taking pictures.

So going offshore is not going to become a reality for me this summer. I'll explain this in a different post later, when I can explain it better. However, all I really want to do is D&M regardless of where it is at. So I am still excited because I have been told that I will probably be sent to Colorado or Texas for brief period of time this summer to work on jobs on the land rigs there! The traveling will be nice, even if it is not to the exact place I originally wanted to go this summer. If you think about it though, how many people get exactly what they want when they want it? I am happy with the imperfections in life. Imperfection causes life to be interesting...I hope...

I tried running again today, it was a bust. My lower foot is still bothering me, so instead I ellipticalled. My goal is that even though I might not be able to train for awhile, at least I will stay relatively in shape! It helps that my apartment has 2 pools and a workout room.

Finally I have not gone out to any rigs yet, but I have learned so much! Last year I had to learn all the D&M stuff by myself and onsite. It was super difficult because the first time on an oil rig is pretty overwhelming. However, I am basically going to be going through 2.5 weeks (altogether) of D&M classes taught over our segment of the industry, our software, tools, density theory, and nuclear theory! I will also get to go through shop training, I have an oilfield primer I am reading, and an OIL cd to go through. Basically, if I am bored anytime soon it is my fault. Oh! And I also could possibly get my project tomorrow. My brain is full of stuff and I love it! Time to go study...

Goodnight.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Happy 50th Anniversary!!

It has been an a long time since I have typed anything here, so I would like to apologize for that. Especially since so much has happened, so this will be ridiculously long. With that disclaimer out of the way, I will dive into my recent activities!

After spending a wonderful week home, I spent two days packing one suitcase and then flew down to Sugarland, TX for intern orientation (again). Why two days for one suitcase, you might ask? Simply put, there are several factors involved : my indecision, an attempt to avoid airline fines, a heart wrenching inability to leave my shoes without a good reason, and having never been to Louisiana, I had no clue what it would be like (the word "humidity" makes me think of nothing but the fact that the effect of humidity upon my hair causes me to look like a sheep). The intern orientation was interesting, and I, once again, had the opportunity to meet a bunch of really awesome, excited people. I have also not been forced to talk to so many people so often in my entire life. Since I was one of 7 returning interns, once one of them knew that, I was then peppered with questions unceasingly. Though slightly flattering that they thought I knew so much, I tended to start hiding and not going out to dinner with them on "free nights". I have come to the realization that I am an introverted extrovert. I love talking to people and making friends, however I quickly approach a "too much" limit where I then become extremely antisocial and start hiding/avoiding etc.

The first day of orientation was driving training. This was something new, but it needed to be added so we could be reimbursed for driving to and from our locations. It was a 4 hour class on "SMARRT" Driving and then we did a commentary drive with an instructor. A commentary drive is basically where a student drives around and talks about everything they could possibly see, which drive ways are clear, and what they plan to do next during their drive. Kinda fun. :) Monday and Tuesday were repeats of last year, where we participated in death-by-powerpoint ( thanks for the term, Dad) and learned about the company, where Schlumberger is at, and where it is going. I think we may've talked about expense reporting and benefits again, though I cannot say for sure. There were these very well-filled bowls of candy on the table and I am pretty sure I used roughly 4 of them to build an amazing tower of chocolatey goodness. Also, I got to skip out on one of the sessions and a couple of the returning interns left with me. We went and sat by this really cool manmade pond outside of the Sugarland campus cafeteria. It was dangerously blue looking, and had turtles swimming around it is with algae on their backs. The turtles seemed to follow us and have a special connection with one of the guy interns, so we decided to nickname him Splinter and Turtle Whisperer. I hope he lives up to his names. I would love to have mutated turtles as friends.

On Tuesday afternoon I flew into Louisiana, leaving orientation in the middle of the week. I had to do this because NEST training started the next day. NEST stands for New Employee Safety Training. Keep up with the acronyms, people! :) I had to take a flight from Houston to Dallas and then to Lafayette, which, for anyone who is not checking out a map right now, makes no sense at all. Seriously, send me an hour west, merely to send me 2.5 hours east again?!? Then again, it is Texas. That is all I will say. I made a friend on the flight named Leo, who is an auditor for oil companies. Small world...Anyway, he was helpful with helping me to find my driver when I got into the Lafayette airport. A shuttle driver picked me up as I slogged through the 8 pm Louisiana humidity and drove me to the apartment complex I will be staying in this summer. It is called Plantation Groves and has a wonderful pool, workout room, and is near some fun eating places, a movie theater, and target. Oh, and did I mention the drive through daiquiri place? Yeah, apparently there are no open container laws in this state. This means that you can pick up drive through liquor and drink it on the way home. I feel sooo safe now....hehe. Oh yeah, and I heard the bars have "To-go"cups. This place is weird.

Moving on : NEST training was ok. For Wednesday and Thursday, it was twelve hours straight each day (with a one hour lunch break) of safety topic after topic. These included : Hazmat, CPR, Fire, Rigging, H2S, um..can't remember anymore. I did pass the tests afterward and did good in my practical exams (the hands on exams) so you do not need to worry. I will hopefully remember it when the time comes. CPR is more important to remember than whatever I forgot, right?? I hope...:) Anyway, my favorite practical had to be the fire one, becuase I got to shoot a C02 fire extinguisher at an awesome fire. I wish I had pictures, but they didn't let us take them, because it was the first time they had tried these practicals with interns and they didn't want any potential distractions. Then came the day I had been waiting for MSTC...

On Friday we went to the Marine Safety Training Center. There we participated in a 4 hour marine safety lecture. By "we" I mean the 5 of us interns/new hires and 15 men from different companies who were their to renew their marine safety training cards. Offshore rigs feed people well, and so there were a lot of larger men in the room. One of the new hires leaned over to mean and in his Ukrainian accent said "Look, that is us in 5 years." My reply was a very affirmative negative. :D Also, I happened to be the only woman (besides the instructor) in this class, but I don't think I even noticed it until halfway through the day. I learned a ton of interesting things about offshore safety and survival, and why safety on oil rigs is so incredibly important. As one grizzled older gentleman pointed out to me "them things are just fire traps" and if something bad happens and you have to get off it quickly, then you better know how to take care of yourself in the water. If you want to hear a crazy not good story, you are welcome to google the Piper Alpha. Hmm..except for my grandmas..they probably should not, because they might worry more than is necessary. Anyway, we finally got to the 4 hour practical that was spent in 2 different pools in the afternoon!!!

The 4 hour practical consisted of basic water safety, such as knowing how to put on a life vest in the water, understanding the different types of life boats/rafts (we got to play in 3 of them), and practicing different towing and warming techniques if you are floating in the water with or without injured people. Also, we learned how to create air bubbles in our PPE (personal protective equipment) in order to let us float on the water without expending energy! Then we got to do the helicopter crash simulator! This was a really cool people of equipment. It was the cab of a helicopter that was attached to a crane in the ceiling and had seats in it that were next to different types of windows and doors, all either popped out or could be shoved out in the case of a crash. We had to do 5 "rides" inside the helicopter simulator. The first one was relatively simple. After explaining how to brace when the instructor yelled "ditch", work our seat belts, and break out of our respective windows and doors (i know, surprising, no one has ever taught me how before), 5 of us were put in the simulator, it was raised above the water and then dropped into the water. As it sunk we were supposed to take a deep breath when the water reached our chests and then wait until the cab hit the bottom of the pool, then push out our respective exits, unbuckle, then swim out. Besides the water rushing into my sinuses, it was ok.
The second time was slightly less good. It started out the same, except all of our doors and windows were to help us get used to the fact we were going to roll. Yes. roll. The cab was dropped, hit the water, and as the cab filled up with water it started rolling, so I ended up hanging upside down from my seat and for a second I could find the frame of the doorway to push myself out with. Probably one of the scariest moments of my life. I definitely panicked a little, but an instructor helped me find the door and i swam out. The third time we did the same thing, but the cab rolled the other direction, and my door was actually in this time. This made the exercise easier as i could find the door handle then push out and follow it. The only thing that made this un-fun at all was the effect rolling underwater has on your head when you can't cover your nose. I would be putting it lightly to say that it was unpleasant. I hope to never havea headache that bad again. :D After these 3 runs we took a break and then did our last two. Both of these involved "buddies" or, the person who was seating next to you at a window. For both of these I sat by the same man, a good humored guy who made jokes about how short our window was (admittedly, he was very correct). We were dropped in the water, rolled, then when we settled he shoved out the window, unbuckled and then slid out and away. The tricky part for the second person, aka me, was that I had to wait until he was out of the window (but I cannot see, so I just have to feel), then unbuckle (still upside down btw), slide over in the seat so I do not float anywhere, then find the window, duck through and swim out. Slightly scary. When it was my turn at the window, I was checking on how to get out of it and the instructor says "give it a good shove with your shoulder" which is kind of a not well defined answer because what constitutes a good shove? Is it an male in the oil field sort of shove, or what? I must have looked skeptical because the same guy beside me turned to me and said "don't worry when we hit the bottom I will just shove you really hard until you pop through the window". And he did. I will forever appreciate him! That experience was one of the coolest I have ever had. I have a new found respect for helicopter crash survivors because it was also one of the most disorienting, scary things I think I have done, as well, and I had instructors and safety divers there to help out if I made a mistake.

Finally, after Friday I was pretty tired. Of both people and doing things. So, I slept a lot this weekend, saw a movie on Saturday night, and tried to run today. Sadly, the running did not work out well, as my ankle still hurts. Oh well, there are other days! Today (Monday), I get to really jump into the practical part of my internship (or so I hope) and regardless of what happens I am really looking forward to it.

I think I am having a bit of a difficult time adjusting to Louisiana because of a couple of reasons which include: the absence of any sort of helpful smoking laws (like, maybe not in the taxi cabs), the humidity/heat, my inability to run, their accents (which are crazy-weird), and the extreme helpfulness/chatty/niceness of the inhabitants. Oh, and I have never been called hon, honey, babe, sweetie, sweetheart, and girly so many times in my entire life by complete strangers. *shudders* However, I have only been here five days, so I think I'll give it the benefit of the doubt that it will get better, and I will get used to this eccentric state and it's people! :)

Hopefully, though, I won't get so used to it that I will start using "ya'll" in sentences...

I love you all and hope you are having a wonderful June!!

Missing you in the South.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

I'm Off! But then, we knew that...

Woohoo! The time is finally here, and I can honestly say that I am relieved. I sincererely dislike waiting for things to occur, having to pack for eventualities that may not eventually occur, and saying goodbye to people. I have the hardest time with the goodbyes. However, that is all over with, I am in the airport in KC, waiting for our plane to land (hopefully this will happen sometime soon as we are suppose to board in the next half hour) and trying not to fall asleep.

My plans are thus : At 10:45 am I will hit Dallas, and then around 1:50 I will land in Houston. Then I will be picked up (along with some other interns) by a driver. We will be taken to the hotel where I have an amazingly long afternoon to hopefully work out/swim and relax before I run into some interns at some point this evening. Then the orientation week begins!!

On a side note, I just realized how much time I have spent in airports in the past year. I met an older couple this morning and they were confused about which line to que (sp?) in and how to check in on the electronic terminals. They looked a little intimidated and the older guy said "we just don't do this too often" and so I tried to assist them in heading in the correct direction. I realized though, that the excitement/stress of traveling has disappeared at this point. Well, except for the random fear that I have a liquid over 3 oz, or something that could be viewed as a weapon, in my bookbag. The sadness of getting older. :(

Flight is landing!
Later.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Pre-packing and General Laziness

Hello All!

My next adventure is almost upon me! However, I seem to be paralyzed by pre-packing lethargy. This means that even though I contemplate packing and all the things I need to do in order to be prepared, I cannot be prevailed upon to do so because sitting here with my laptop and a book is way more enjoyable. :D

Last week I already had my first adventure for the summer. One of my friends' parents are retiring to the Florida Keys, so I was able to fly down and stay for free in a beach house on Sugarloaf Key for about 4 days for free! I slept a lot, ate good food, laid in the sun, and swam in the amazingly warm ocean. I did realize one thing, Florida is kind of pretty, but I actually think Kansas is prettier. There is more...scope for the imagination here, I think. Oceans are nice, and all, but in the end it is just a body of water with sharks and tarpons in it. Here we have trees, valleys, rolling hills, greenness....a smaller amount of lizards.

Anyway, dinner time has been called. Wish me luck in packing!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Beginning again

Since it is difficult for me to find time to write, I haven't done anything (beside change my profile picture) since last July. However, I am going on another adventure this summer, so I thought I would make myself start writing again, so getting back into the swing of things won't be so hard once I head down there.
The "down there" I am referring to is Lafayette, Louisiana (hooray for the continental United States), and I am going there for Schlumberger again. This summer I will be a D&M intern again, but for offshore oil rig(s)! Beyond that, and knowing that I have to do helicopter safety training, I really know nothing about what my job will entail. I should probably brush up on my oilfield words again, as they are things I should just know as a returning intern. Sadly, my awesome ability to memorize things has been slowly destroyed by 4 years of math and science.
But for now (only 1.5 months left!!) I have college to attend to: 3 design projects, 1 paper, 1 design team (and the paper for that team) as well as all the little things in life that hop around in between. I am running a road race with my friends and boyfriend in about 2 weeks, and don't feel prepared for that either....AHH! But then I will just sit and breathe for a bit, and all my problems will be reduced to the right size. Hopefully :) .
Until then...