argh. yesterday was such a bad day, and i made a bad flight. of course, it was only 10 mins of "bad" but it's bad enough. the situational awareness dropped and i didnt manage the situation well, and i lost visual contact of a 3300 ft high mountain. 1km of vertical rocks. how do u lose sight of that? but overall, the instructor graded it as a pass just because the other aspects of my flight were good, apart from that small slip up. damn, i've dropped from the "excellent" band to the "good" band cuz of that flight. now gabi's average for flights is higher than mine. i'll do better tomorrow.

gotta send the car to the garage tonight, and cycle back from there. man, this sucks.

allez, 4 more days of working hard and it's to the paris trip! damn, suddenly remembered i've yet to do my presentation slides for spatial disorientation. haha, my only entertainment seems to be how i met your mother and big bang theory. lol. nice.

once again, i've got an 18 for my simulator..

ahh. a day of ups and downs.

first of all, to kick start my day, i did really well at my simulator. got an 18 for the exercise. and that brought about some jealousy in my fellow french colleague. he kept going on and on that the 3 of us always do so well with a particular instructor, is it because we suck his dick for him. i think that's really childish. i dont understand why people can't accept the fact that others are working harder and performing better. stop talking shit and start working, maybe you'll get the same grades too.

den an instructor pulled my fringe and snipped it off with the scissors, just saying the 2 words "too long" haha. funny. in the end i come back shave botak cuz i had a mission to plan for tmr morning and i need a haircut but didnt have time to slowly do it. so. chop chop, since it takes only 2 weeks to gain back some hair..

the new guys have arrived last monday! haha. i get a very familiar feeling, first of all i get to see wen kok, someone whom i've had great memories with. thinking back on the times we suffered during brunei reminds me to treasure what i've got now.. then, due to logistics, we brought them out to visit the town on bicycles, and it reminds me of the same tour tanky made for us.

their rooms are neat and tidy (and pretty much empty) and they still look in great shape physically. after some time, my room also became messy, and i increasingly put on more weight. hahaha. they said the same thing "i'll go work out after work." but nowadays i seem to be reaching the room at 7+ cuz definitely 1 person is flying in the morning and we'll have to wait for him to leave the squadron together. and work doesn't end there! it's still mission study when we get back to the rooms.

i'm doing a simulator tmr morning. hope it stays good.

everybody says "keep up the good work" but i know it's not my best flight today. kinda jumbled some information along the way, and i didn't know the runway available and height of circuit pattern for my diversion and alternate airfields. because of that, i feel really crap. although it's at a learning stage and i should be "more encouraging and less harsh" on myself, i can't help but to slam myself cuz i don't think that was an acceptable practice.

from today onwards, i will make sure i know my diversion airfield parameters by heart.

a "bring me back down to earth" flight that was really needed. flew with "dementor" today, but he wasn't as bad as they made him out to be, i think he's just doing his job as an instructor. but it reminds me that i've got to constantly improve and not rest on my laurels.

something comical yesterday, quek was briefing for his flight to the instructor

quek said: "orange is black due to snow."
sir :"orange is not black, orange is orange, black is black"
quek :" sir, the weather brief said orange is black due to the snow."
sir :"but why is it black? the snow is white!"

haha, it was funny..

in fact, "orange" here is a town, pronounced as "o-hon-ge" and "black" was refering to the airfield's colour meaning it's unuseable.

so, orange is orange, snow is white!

alrighty, sunday morning blog post before i do anything else.

friday was awesome, tanky + jon quek treat us to dinner for passing their tests, tanky going to the alphajets, jon quek being able to continue with training. let's see, pastis with mint for aperitif, starters was foie gras, some special pork chop for main course, chocolate fondue for dessert, coffee to wrap up the meal. nice. ended about 1030pm, and we got some beers for the games. it was really fun up to the point regina stormed into tanky's room and shouted "can u all fucking lower your volume? wad's the fucking time now? i'm trying to slp" and slammed the door. that was ultimate spoiler, like come on, it's a friday night, no one else is in the base cuz they all have families, we're having a little celebration and u have to shout at us like this. all of us agreed that if she told us we're making too much noise we'll feel bad cuz it was indeed 1am+ already.. but in the midst of enjoyment it just slipped our minds.

apart from tanky, all of us are cold towards her now. she told gabi she tahan for 2 hours before coming to shout at us, and gabi almost told her we tahan her for more than 2 hours but we still havent shouted at her yet. hahah. nice.

gained 4kg so far, apparently there's a link somewhere, 4 months, spent 4k euros, gained 4kg. does it sound logical that if i cut down the spending, i'll cut down on my weight as well, since majority of the money is spent on food? haha! grocery shopping is always a cover up to buy lots of snacks.

i'm scheduled to fly tmr afternoon and tuesday morning, PLEASE, oh god, PLEASE let the weather be good. although i have a preference to fly in the morning cuz then i have the liberty to print the NOTAMS from my room rather than go to squadron and check with the slow slow computer.

Bon vol!

my life sucks. for this whole week i've been waking up on the wrong side of bed. i don't know why, it's like hope is sucked out from my life when i see the provisional plan for this week does not include my name in any flights. had my 1st simulator on monday morning though, 16! it's consider a high "A" in layman definitions.. i think my batch is good, cuz kuntz, gabi, jon yap and myself all had A's.. 14,15,15,16.. who's leading? ;) i wanna be the best trainee for my course. that's a challenge i've set for myself.

we got our callsigns. mine is "yuppie" pronounced in french, and gab got a really lame one, his callsign is "level" cuz his surname is lau, and they pronounce lau as low. and "low level" damn lame seriously. kuntz had nuts, and i dont know why.. maybe it was just slightly rearranging his name?

sians.

played soccer in the afternoon, 1 thing i dont like playing with the french is they're really too big sized and skilled.. haha, and i picked up a knock on my ankle AGAIN. damn, this sucks..

played in between with jon yap, just the 2 of us.. 10 euros per round, the pot was big. very big. the bigger ones were 1500 euros, 1240 euros, 1660 euros, 1320 euros. we set to stop at 930 and split the pot, in the end i won 1110 from him, but i cant bear to take all of it from him, and he insists that must pay more than half, so i told him 600 euros.. i think we're crazy seriously.