Monday, January 12, 2009

"Alrighty Then!"

its been a week since my last post.. well almost..
six days is almost a week.. but not yet a week..
mostly due to the lack of activities in my life..
(oh, well i did get my heart broken, but thats another story for another time..haha)

whats been a week is the last time i flew..
so i was scheduled to fly today, the 1st sortie..
all well and good but one small problem is,
i'd have to report at 7.15.. in the morning..
a bigger problem is that i dont have a mode of transportation(long story)..
so i called our flight operation manager, Razi, for a lift since he needs to be in The Academy at the same time.. he's more like a fren, an ex-student working for The Academy while waiting to be accepted to any airlines.. and he says ok..
but there is a bigger problem..

Man Utd vs Chelsea is scheduled at 12..
and if i want to watch it, i'd have to go the Mamak stall..
and i'd have to wake up at 5.30 the next morning..
which is a bit overwhelming considering the game would finish around 2.30..

but what the hell!
i went anyway, because i had a nagging feeling Man Utd would win..
oh and win they did! emphatically too! 3-0!
the best part is mocking your frens who supported chelsea.loser.haha
(sorry any chelsea fans who might be reading this. up yours man! haha!)
anyway i got home at around 3, and couldnt sleep, still reeling from the winning feeling.
i'd have to wake up at 5.30 and i couldnt sleep at 3 o'clock in the morning. great.
fortunately i managed to force my eyes closed long enough to make it count as a sleep.
i think its about 4 o'clock that time..

i think im half asleep when i arrived..
no one else was there..
thank god its so hazy, that u couldnt see the mountain behind the airport..
i'd have to wait till it clears up before taking to the sky, so i figure i cud buy some time to sleep..
but then, Razi asked me to go fill up the tanks of the aircraft.not 1.not 2. but 4 of it.
since he's been so nice to me, there's only one thing i could say..

"Alrighty then!"

well atleast i get to take a morning walk.. i havent done that in ages..
good thing too, or if not i wouldnt be able to see the view..
it was magnificient... the sunrise, with the haze around..
i felt like im in an oil painting..
(or maybe its the fume from the oil tanker)

finished with the re-fuelling, maybe now i got the chance to sleep for awhile..
but unfortunately, i'd have to be the commander for the parade, since all other senior students are not around..great.

mother nature's not on my side today..
the haze cleared faster than i had expected..
so off i go.. today's exercise is Circuit & Landing..
and i was not reaching my full potential.. (i was awful actually)
the wind is not helping either.. it was so strong, even the Academy's flag almost got torn off..
(mother nature's got an issue with me today..hmm, maybe she's a chelsea supporter)
i did 7 landings.. 2 was bad.. 1 was extremely bad.. but did okay on the other 4 occasions..
my rewards? i'd have to report at 7.15 tomorrow, again, for another Circuit & Landing ex...
really great..

finish now, i'm raring to go back home where my bed awaits me..
luckily one of my frens sortie is delayed so he's going back..
i hopped on.. but he got other plans..

Winning Eleven 2008!

i had lost RM5 to him in an earlier match...
(owh his name is Azlan btw)
so my ego said lets take revenge!
i lost the 1st match 3-0. 3-0! its last nite's score!
so now i owe him another RM5.
my now bruised ego said, "Double or Nothing!"
luckily i won 5-2 this time. haha..
(being egoistic is bad kids, even though i prevailed in the end..)

so now,
right after i finish this entry,

finally, i'm off to bed...

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

"Et tu, Brute?"

...or, "You too, Brutus?" as said by Julius Caesar, after he was betrayed and assassinated by a motley crew including his supposedly confidant, the aforementioned Brutus. Well, i wasn't betrayed or assassinated, im only referring to the line as in that, i never thought i would be writing a blog, as poor Julius Caesar never thought he'd be betrayed by Brutus. Or maybe i thought its just a cool line. anyway here i am, writing a blog. (I have to admit i was inspired by chedet...)

well lets lay out the ground rules.
the ground rules are.....there are no rules.
i'll just say, or rather, type whatever it is i want to say, or, type.
it is what blogs are about isn't it?
and because, as one author puts it;
"writing, like death, is lonely..."

and with that i welcome you to take a peek inside my mind...