Closer To Heaven

                             Do you have a girlfriend?

                             Who’s your girlfriend?

                             Where is your girlfriend?

                             You don’t have girlfriend ar?

These have been the questions of
the year for me. Most old-time buddies and not to mention those “ah sum” I know,
have been asking me this since the beginning of the year. And the question “Who
is his girlfriend?” has been a trivia quiz for these people this season (people
are so eager to know, I wander why). Well the answer is always the same from me
again and again (“Sampai berbuih menjawab”) “I DON’T HAVE ONE!”

And as usual when they have received
my answer, they’ll automatically want to become my agent from Match-Making SDN.
BHD. Or they’ll automatically hook me up with any girl they see talking to me
or I am talking to. Please have mercy on me and those innocent girls. Why can’t
these people just leave this poor guy alone?

People say I’m too picky. Well I’m
proud to admit it (Oh YEAH!!). Who doesn’t, anyway? Friends and some relatives
have always been pushing me to get a girlfriend. “Haiya! Go get a girlfriend lar..”
They are asking me to do so as though it is as easy as buying eggs from the
market. Most of the time, I sarcastically replied “Yes!! Tomorrow I’ll rush to
the market to get one.” I mean is not as easy for me to just pick one just for
the sake of doing so. It’s not like I’m totally ignorant to the pretty ones
around. Yes!! I do know that these pretty girls exist, and they are in my “radar”
for observation purpose. After years of quietly observing, I did make a choice actually
but it didn’t turn out too well (It never took off the ground..hahaha) . So I have to
remain observing again, not that I’m not making any progress. Don’t get me
wrong, I’m not looking for the perfect one because I’m not perfect either. It’s
just that I have yet to find someone which fits my small “requirements”.

 Just got back from class, exhausted. Started my
holidays once again after just attending two classes ( Four hours of class to
be accurate ). Only this time it’s not a vacation type holiday. This time I’m
supposed to scoop back some lost time to study for my exam again. You won’t
believe this! I’ve only attended two classes and I’ve decided to take my paper
so soon (must be because of Mr. Lim..hehehe.. I can still “hear” him in my head..PUSH
ALL THE WAY is his motto). This is so so not me!! My friends take at least one
month to sit for the exam, whereas I raced to the office after my second class
to register for exam. This drastic attitude change might have caused by the
super-spicy sotong I took..hehehe..
    Had some time for myself to relax while I was driving back,
thinking of what the future would be like when I start working. I dreamed that
I would be flying everyday, enjoying every single second onboard the plane.
Enjoying all the luxurious food and welcoming hotel rooms. Imagine the lobsters
they serve onboard ( oh!! I will grow double my size now..LOL) and the sweet
bed waiting for me to jump on (the joy of knowing you don’t have to fold
everything back nicely). Then fly back to "lepak" with the gang
before I’m off again. Ahh!! Life must be just perfect ( why wont it be, huh?) !
But I soon realized, I had never thought of something ( as if I was thinking most
of the time). What if I am lucky enough to get a girlfriend? (girlfriend? When
pigs can fly…LOL) What if I hit another jackpot of having a family of my own?
Would I have fun working again? ( Oh Yeah !!!) Leaving my family behind each time? My uncle
once warned me about this which I just ignore him completely. Yeah!! This time
I really took my time thinking of it. Well I guess I cannot have everything my
way then. Sacrifice has to be made. All this time I am surrounded by pilots.
They too have families. And they are doing well just like any other families.
It’s only the time spent with the family is reduced. This actually makes every
individual in the family more independent. Hopefully I too will get a good wife
that is independent and strong and kids that would still remember me as their
father when I come home (LOL), because this is the choice that I have made. Well It’ll be years till issue pops out again. But i doubt i’ll ever stop flying once i have started. As for now, i’m loving it.

Again choices!! This
week I have met a lot of new friends, getting to know th em better. Some of them
are very young, fresh from schools. But there is also this bunch of people,
early 30’s. This bunch of people has their own sad stories. Most of them have
studied up to masters in Accounting, Law, Computer Science and etc. After
finished studying, got a job which they later quit because they realized they
have actually hated it in the first place. Some of them took up the course they
hated because of the pressure they receive from other people. Now they are
starting what they had admired for so long which is to fly. But the time they
had wasted will never turn back. This is not an advertisement from my club nor
have I received commission from an airline to post this. This is just a
highlight to my friends which are still wondering of what course to choose. My
advice is to take your time to think deeply of which path to choose. Hide
yourself in the room if you need to. Don’t follow others just because we might
say this is the best thing to do now. Choose something that you desire and
would enjoy doing. And most important seek God first!! If you have to waste a
few months, go ahead! Just don’t regret later, wasting the years of doing what
you hated in the first place.

Now it’s time for me
call it a quit for tonight. Reading back what I wrote, I can’t believe that you
actually took the time to read the rubbish that I have just written here.
Actually I wrote this just because I spent the whole day doing my exam papers,
I needed some place to complain and trying to break my record of blogging..
that’s all…hehehe..Hope you have enjoyed wasting your time reading these junkies
(It’s not going to appear in your exam papers, that’s for sure ). Cheers!!!

  Had a wonderful dinner last night with some of my dad’s good old buddies from the airforce. This bunch of people were no strangers to me.It was a sudden meeting after a long period and was a pleasure to meet this bunch of jokers again. Except for the extra wrinkles and bleached hairs ( LOL ) there are still the same "Ah Pak and Ah Sum"  i have known. So of course the whole dinner started with how fast time passes and how much i have grown since my Pampers days. What the heck!! Some of them can even remember the day i was born.
  And here i was sitting and drinking with them and not to mention laughing at all the old time jokes and experience that they could offer. It was a stomach bursting experience for me i mean this people couldnt stop joking for a second, at one instant i almost lose my drink which was already on the way down my troat ( lucky i didnt add extra "liao" on the dessert ). I think some of them were already drunk when they started talking crap in loud voice as though the ladies at the other table couldnt hear ( Well i guess the whole restaurant  heard us). I was laughing my heart out and at some point even forgot to breath!!! Here i was the youngest having a good laugh with this "dinosaurs". "Dinosaurs" which lived during the days when pilots can just end up selling " Char kue Tiaw with extra si ham" and days when Honda C40 ruled on the roads!!But most of them are now quite bless after leaving the airforce. Some opened their own company, while most of them continued their flying adventures with other airlines ( Adventures that would be shared again and again in the next dinner ).
  It was again fun to have known this bunch of flying "dinosaurs" for many years. I mean other than my dad, this guys are also one of reason for my interest in flying since i was a kid. I dont know why but everytime people ask me why flying, the first thing that comes into my mind is my dad and this bunch of jokers. To me, they are my flying heros ( not superman, who wants a hero that wears his underwear outside ). The people behind my interest of flying, the "dinosaurs" that "taught"  me  what flying  meant. So hopefully the next dinner, i can "repay" them with my stories..

After yesterday’s joyride  with jo , Khoo and sureen around  KL airspace, i couldnt sleep thinking of my first experience flying around KL tower and twin towers. Though it was a rough ride for me and i almost "rugi" my three ringgit "Char Kue Tiao with extra si ham" eaten one hour before flight, i actually enjoyed the view especially flying across KL TOWEr ( now that i can scrape my plans going all the way up to the tower ). After the flight, we when back to the lounge to join this ppl  boasting about their newly bought headsets. A familiar scene which reminds me of my school and college days, where my friends would boast about their new handphones, shoes , shirt , girlfriends and even underwear ( hehehe ). Looks like I’m already heading towards a high expenses social life, where the only thing this people compare is their flying hours , headsets , GPS and not too mention the pretty girls they met in other airfields.

Woke up this morning with a stomach problem  might have caused by the super-spicy sotong and kerang in TUDM. So i thought why not have pizza for breakfast since nobody is at home to stop me, pull it out from the wrapper and into the microwave. I swear i read the instruction carefully before i turn the microwave on, i even set it to the minimum time just incase . Guess what? I burn the damn thing and my kitchen was in black smoke. Thanks to the instruction that requires it to be in for at least 7mins, my pizza burn just after 5mins. But then again, i can at least tell my mum the it was not my fault. Now anyone wants to treat me for some breakfast?

Today was my first time into Mines TGV with Jason ( my bodyguard ), i never thought the place  could smell so "fantastic". It blew my mind off. Wanted to watch Hitch ( after weeks of talking about it ) but then again because of false advertising ( which I’m thinking of bringing the matter to court ) ended up watching SAMARA.
Well i thought it’ll be as scary as The Ring, so i got myself ready as usual  sticking two finger into my ears and three fingers covering my eyes( my bad habit of watching horror movies even though the movie havent even started and Heineken’s Babe was on commercial ). At first it started out pretty good and shocking ( first 5 minutes ) but later it just got boring and even boring and EVEN boring. This must be the most disappointing horror movie i’ve ever seen after White Noise ( at least it shocked the living hell out of me ). I mean couldnt the producers get anything more exciting, cause it was extremely lame. I was half way joking with Jason in the cinema, giggling away.
At the end of the movie we were relieved that the movie has actually ended ( and no way i’m going to watch the sequence later ). I was really disappointed of the ending part. Theres no "kick" to it ( although i like the part when samara comes crawling out of the well, reminds me of exorcist ). But then again i realise that my bad habit remains even though  it was like watching Sesame Street, cause i still had my fingers sticking into my ears ( for whatever reason it could possibly be ).