Monday, June 20, 2005
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Looking back
It's a only a matter of days before i get another year to my existence.Like always, its always these moments that i take a ponder to my past.Where i was, am,and next to be.
Life is nothing but getting better.No major regrets up to this moment.Through the very days of my highs and lows,it is to my pleasure to state that i have made it all a learning process, willingly or not.Like a child who is beginning to take gentle steps to life with her wobbly legs, its just something you do and keep doing despite the hated falls.She just don't simply give up walking and decide to crawl forever.
Guess i've been living life pretty much to how i intended it to be.Not that i meant that i was living it to how it is intended to be universally,noe,dats not what i meant.But what i'm getting at is that i'm living this life to at least the correct direction,well, of course not to the exact magnetic bearing, but least i can stand upright and say that there've been no major f-ups so far.Nothing to shout,really, but at least i'm working on a better Chinfoo.Its so habitual now that i constantly knock myself up there right on my skull whenever i F things up.Not a militant perfectionist,but many times i caught me being to hard on myself and i often view that with great displeasure.Probably not many knows that i was once treated for stress.And it used to be a routine clinical visit for me.(now u know).Severe backache,breathing difficulties,migraine,chest pain and the other stress related abnormalities all seem too familiar to me.At least all that is a past.
But just like i said,life is heading to where the sun is rising from ze horizon.I know how the absence of light feels like, and i'm dreaded by it.I've told myself i'm not heading there again,and i'm salvaging those that i love out of that darkness.I can recall how poverty can grab one by his throat and pin him against the wall.Fuck all who said that money is not everything,and i can be the living testimony to shuf that statement down to the very extremes of the stinking drain.The corrected version should instead be that "money is not everything,but many things".And humbly, may i add,if ur cashless, you suck.
Please,please i'm not a terror in making.But let me point out that having cash without the very fundamentals to life eg;compassion, love,friendship is no doubt a leaking pot.You just cant contain it.But having all the love in the world will not save you when in moments of financial trials.Friends?Relatives?Well they all scramble like how an army would in event of gun fire.You repel them like how Ridsect would to nyamuk.Trust me theyre no where to be seen in moments like these.But if you do have someone who sits by you in these trying moments, be assured that he/she is a friend to have.
Reinhold Neibuhr has a famous prayer on things you just cant change in life.And thats when you need to have the serenity to accept it.And i'm living to this when it comes to my dad.All there is left now is the acceptance to the fact that he will no longer be the dad i use to have.I've learn so much from him during those days when he was alrite,and hell,that has been taken away.He no longer what he was,full of wisdom,and constantly suppportive.Well...at least he's still around.At times when he wants to complain about his condition but just cant as he slurrs quite badly,i just told him,-"Yes,I know." I really do.
And there are things to look forward to.It will be these things that will continue to keep me on the go, regardless to how bumpy the ride would be.Dream the biggest dreams.At least when you dream big, you may end up getting something small.Dream small?You may end up with some loose change.So this would be how i would be living my life for the years to come.Now i'm cleared for take off.
Life is nothing but getting better.No major regrets up to this moment.Through the very days of my highs and lows,it is to my pleasure to state that i have made it all a learning process, willingly or not.Like a child who is beginning to take gentle steps to life with her wobbly legs, its just something you do and keep doing despite the hated falls.She just don't simply give up walking and decide to crawl forever.
Guess i've been living life pretty much to how i intended it to be.Not that i meant that i was living it to how it is intended to be universally,noe,dats not what i meant.But what i'm getting at is that i'm living this life to at least the correct direction,well, of course not to the exact magnetic bearing, but least i can stand upright and say that there've been no major f-ups so far.Nothing to shout,really, but at least i'm working on a better Chinfoo.Its so habitual now that i constantly knock myself up there right on my skull whenever i F things up.Not a militant perfectionist,but many times i caught me being to hard on myself and i often view that with great displeasure.Probably not many knows that i was once treated for stress.And it used to be a routine clinical visit for me.(now u know).Severe backache,breathing difficulties,migraine,chest pain and the other stress related abnormalities all seem too familiar to me.At least all that is a past.
But just like i said,life is heading to where the sun is rising from ze horizon.I know how the absence of light feels like, and i'm dreaded by it.I've told myself i'm not heading there again,and i'm salvaging those that i love out of that darkness.I can recall how poverty can grab one by his throat and pin him against the wall.Fuck all who said that money is not everything,and i can be the living testimony to shuf that statement down to the very extremes of the stinking drain.The corrected version should instead be that "money is not everything,but many things".And humbly, may i add,if ur cashless, you suck.
Please,please i'm not a terror in making.But let me point out that having cash without the very fundamentals to life eg;compassion, love,friendship is no doubt a leaking pot.You just cant contain it.But having all the love in the world will not save you when in moments of financial trials.Friends?Relatives?Well they all scramble like how an army would in event of gun fire.You repel them like how Ridsect would to nyamuk.Trust me theyre no where to be seen in moments like these.But if you do have someone who sits by you in these trying moments, be assured that he/she is a friend to have.
Reinhold Neibuhr has a famous prayer on things you just cant change in life.And thats when you need to have the serenity to accept it.And i'm living to this when it comes to my dad.All there is left now is the acceptance to the fact that he will no longer be the dad i use to have.I've learn so much from him during those days when he was alrite,and hell,that has been taken away.He no longer what he was,full of wisdom,and constantly suppportive.Well...at least he's still around.At times when he wants to complain about his condition but just cant as he slurrs quite badly,i just told him,-"Yes,I know." I really do.
And there are things to look forward to.It will be these things that will continue to keep me on the go, regardless to how bumpy the ride would be.Dream the biggest dreams.At least when you dream big, you may end up getting something small.Dream small?You may end up with some loose change.So this would be how i would be living my life for the years to come.Now i'm cleared for take off.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Love @ Lust
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Love is patient,love is kind.It does not envy,it does not boast,it is not proud.It is not rude,it is not self-seeking.It is not easily angered,it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.It always protects, always trusts,always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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Honestly, it has been a long while since the last moment i flicked open the Bible.It was rather ironic since i was once so engrossed in reading the Book, looking for guidance to torch the path,in hope to BE a human being.But those moments is unlikely nowadays.Perhaps its because the false sense of security that i'm feeling.You know,the independence that often lead to spiritual destruction.Uhuh,thats exactly where i'm heading.Southbound.
That part of Corinthians was once quoted by someone dear to me.Infact, it often appears to me that it was the utmost profound way to describe love.Having said that, i cant deny that love and God is often the element that i consider the most absurd in my life.These two is often the most confusing,perplexing,tedious and brain draining to deal with.What is love,how do you know its love?What if its just lust in disguise of the love ur so into?We all know that its one fine line.Some don't care,others didn't even know such question exist.
Remembered speaking to a Captain about this highly-inapropriate issue in the cockpit (okay this is a non-standard practice,cm'on pilot ar human too??!!).So what did he tell me bout love?
Its a COMMITMENT.According to him,you don't love someone until you're in for a commitment.Sounds quite heavy,actually.But agreeable nevertheless.But if you run a quick screen on relationships out there,you'll be wondering how many are actually NOT IN LOVE?Arguable.....
So hypothetically speaking, if you're not in love,you're in lust then?Well we shud start telling our partners,-Honey,I LUST You SOOO Much!!!....And define lust please...its an overwhelming desire or craving.Rather,its an intense eagerness or enthusiasm.Pleasure,relish.See how familliar it sounds?Shifting a hypothetical point of view to a practical one, it goes beyond saying that you have to fall into lust before you fall in love?You crave and then you commit.Now at least this is going somewhere.
Well at least this time blogging my thoughts actually shed some light on my confusion.But even having said all that, i have to humbly say that i know just nuts about love and God.They're two but one.Where there is God,there is love.Thats what they say.
Love is patient,love is kind.It does not envy,it does not boast,it is not proud.It is not rude,it is not self-seeking.It is not easily angered,it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.It always protects, always trusts,always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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Honestly, it has been a long while since the last moment i flicked open the Bible.It was rather ironic since i was once so engrossed in reading the Book, looking for guidance to torch the path,in hope to BE a human being.But those moments is unlikely nowadays.Perhaps its because the false sense of security that i'm feeling.You know,the independence that often lead to spiritual destruction.Uhuh,thats exactly where i'm heading.Southbound.
That part of Corinthians was once quoted by someone dear to me.Infact, it often appears to me that it was the utmost profound way to describe love.Having said that, i cant deny that love and God is often the element that i consider the most absurd in my life.These two is often the most confusing,perplexing,tedious and brain draining to deal with.What is love,how do you know its love?What if its just lust in disguise of the love ur so into?We all know that its one fine line.Some don't care,others didn't even know such question exist.
Remembered speaking to a Captain about this highly-inapropriate issue in the cockpit (okay this is a non-standard practice,cm'on pilot ar human too??!!).So what did he tell me bout love?
Its a COMMITMENT.According to him,you don't love someone until you're in for a commitment.Sounds quite heavy,actually.But agreeable nevertheless.But if you run a quick screen on relationships out there,you'll be wondering how many are actually NOT IN LOVE?Arguable.....
So hypothetically speaking, if you're not in love,you're in lust then?Well we shud start telling our partners,-Honey,I LUST You SOOO Much!!!....And define lust please...its an overwhelming desire or craving.Rather,its an intense eagerness or enthusiasm.Pleasure,relish.See how familliar it sounds?Shifting a hypothetical point of view to a practical one, it goes beyond saying that you have to fall into lust before you fall in love?You crave and then you commit.Now at least this is going somewhere.
Well at least this time blogging my thoughts actually shed some light on my confusion.But even having said all that, i have to humbly say that i know just nuts about love and God.They're two but one.Where there is God,there is love.Thats what they say.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
My Prayer
"Lord, give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can,
& the wisdom to segregate the two.................."
-----Reinhold Neibuhr-----
the courage to change the things I can,
& the wisdom to segregate the two.................."
-----Reinhold Neibuhr-----
Friday, May 27, 2005
Gray Matter
gray1 also grey ( P ) Pronunciation Key (gr)adj. gray·er, also grey·er gray·est, grey·est
Of or relating to an achromatic color of any lightness between the extremes of black and white.
1) Dull or dark: a gray, rainy afternoon.
2) Lacking in cheer; gloomy: a gray mood.
3) Having gray hair; hoary.
4) Old or venerable.
Intermediate in character or position, as with regard to a subjective matter: the gray area between their differing opinions on the film's morality.
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Thought it'll be a good idea to take a wee wee before i buckle up for landing.Handed over controls to the Captain, and left the cockpit for the lavatory in the Business Class.Was at ease, and let the nature take its course.Took a quick glance at the mirror,you know,just in case.All looks okay,safe to be in the sight of passengers again.Hey.Bloody hell.What was that glitter on my head??
Just in case some of you guys out there is contemplating to call me a wuss,having gray hair was never the greatest fear in my life.But this time round it kinda bothers me.I related the discovery with such peculiarity,as tho it was a growth with possible death consequence.Why?Exactly....Y now?
Neway,was just bothered by the fact that people often relate having grey hair with stresses in life.So, i was caught with the motion of having to ask myself either i've been to hard on myself.At least people close to me seem to think so.Remembered was once called "A young man with an old soul".Well that kinda answers it.
Somethings just don't change.If you're a thinker,you probably will be for the rest of your life.Or the next.If you live a carefree life,well,good on you,you probably will stay that way.Some call it genetic,some say upbringing.But its if given a choice, i would rather think less.If you know what happen to people like Aristotle,Plato or Socrates, you would probably agree wit me.But like i said, somethings just don't change.
Of late, i realise that i have become so much of a perfectionist,that the stresses that come with it is chewing me.So burdensome it is that i yearn for the best in all areas of my life,that i'm thrusting undue stress right down on my chest.So sure that there is something that needs to be done before the high flyer in me crashes and burn.But it leads to the fact that most of the time you just don't become another person.Cause you are just you.And to change it is not impossible,but like driving against the flow of traffic, requires lots of effort and perseverence.
Don't think i'm heading anywhere close to changing myself, but it'll be quite an idea to take a walk in the park.And smell the roses,they say.I'll try.So help me father.
Of or relating to an achromatic color of any lightness between the extremes of black and white.
1) Dull or dark: a gray, rainy afternoon.
2) Lacking in cheer; gloomy: a gray mood.
3) Having gray hair; hoary.
4) Old or venerable.
Intermediate in character or position, as with regard to a subjective matter: the gray area between their differing opinions on the film's morality.
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Thought it'll be a good idea to take a wee wee before i buckle up for landing.Handed over controls to the Captain, and left the cockpit for the lavatory in the Business Class.Was at ease, and let the nature take its course.Took a quick glance at the mirror,you know,just in case.All looks okay,safe to be in the sight of passengers again.Hey.Bloody hell.What was that glitter on my head??
Just in case some of you guys out there is contemplating to call me a wuss,having gray hair was never the greatest fear in my life.But this time round it kinda bothers me.I related the discovery with such peculiarity,as tho it was a growth with possible death consequence.Why?Exactly....Y now?
Neway,was just bothered by the fact that people often relate having grey hair with stresses in life.So, i was caught with the motion of having to ask myself either i've been to hard on myself.At least people close to me seem to think so.Remembered was once called "A young man with an old soul".Well that kinda answers it.
Somethings just don't change.If you're a thinker,you probably will be for the rest of your life.Or the next.If you live a carefree life,well,good on you,you probably will stay that way.Some call it genetic,some say upbringing.But its if given a choice, i would rather think less.If you know what happen to people like Aristotle,Plato or Socrates, you would probably agree wit me.But like i said, somethings just don't change.
Of late, i realise that i have become so much of a perfectionist,that the stresses that come with it is chewing me.So burdensome it is that i yearn for the best in all areas of my life,that i'm thrusting undue stress right down on my chest.So sure that there is something that needs to be done before the high flyer in me crashes and burn.But it leads to the fact that most of the time you just don't become another person.Cause you are just you.And to change it is not impossible,but like driving against the flow of traffic, requires lots of effort and perseverence.
Don't think i'm heading anywhere close to changing myself, but it'll be quite an idea to take a walk in the park.And smell the roses,they say.I'll try.So help me father.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Decisions..
Made a decision within three days that could affect my career for good.Decided not to take up the vacancy as the Airbus 330 co-pilot and wait for the Boeing 777 or 747 post to open up.So freaking difficult this time round cause just have to make up my mind with info thrown to me in the span of a short three days.Talk about mental fatique.
Was so tempted to leave my current Boeing 737 fleet for the luxurious Airbus.When come to luxury,French has it all.Americans?Not close.But heck sometimes decisions has to be made base on best prevailing information.Would be good to speak to people but ultimately it's all very personal.No one has the best for you but yourself.Suppose its all bout evaluating the facts and tailor-made them for yourself.
Probably the best part bout making decision is that it can't go that wrong or right.Always two sides to things and all there is, is to make the best out of the decision made.The common "half full @half empty" saying falls right into place.And then there is the growing up part.Making decision makes you grow,see things at various angles, and understand yourself much better.Well at least it stands very true for me.It forces you to think what exactly you want in your life, a question which most of us hate to answer.Too tedious to tackle such question.Better to just live life and go when its time.
So glad i made up my mind.Right or wrong i'm always here to stand corrected.Phewww......
Was so tempted to leave my current Boeing 737 fleet for the luxurious Airbus.When come to luxury,French has it all.Americans?Not close.But heck sometimes decisions has to be made base on best prevailing information.Would be good to speak to people but ultimately it's all very personal.No one has the best for you but yourself.Suppose its all bout evaluating the facts and tailor-made them for yourself.
Probably the best part bout making decision is that it can't go that wrong or right.Always two sides to things and all there is, is to make the best out of the decision made.The common "half full @half empty" saying falls right into place.And then there is the growing up part.Making decision makes you grow,see things at various angles, and understand yourself much better.Well at least it stands very true for me.It forces you to think what exactly you want in your life, a question which most of us hate to answer.Too tedious to tackle such question.Better to just live life and go when its time.
So glad i made up my mind.Right or wrong i'm always here to stand corrected.Phewww......
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Friday The 13
Recalled reading something about this infamous day just few days back.Thing t'was sumtin to do with a black guy bruttaly murdered somewhere in US.This racial tragedy was remembered to this day as a day of gruesome notoriety,an inhuman act that worth a moment to ponder and the subsequent taboo was leading to this day being known as a very unlucky day.
People who genuinely know me will agree that i don't give a S***T to such baseless believes.But just for the sake of laughter,i actually had a fairshare of todays "celebration".
Got up early today for a recurrent training in Simulator Building in Mas HQ,Subang.Its the ritual that all pilots around the globe go through.BASE CHECK, as we call it, is what all flyers undergo once every 6months.In short, they (the authorised examiner pilots-AE) chuck you in the simulator and give you a whole lot of entertaininig scenarious.Windshears...thunderstorms....gusting crosswinds.....engine on fire...rapid decompressions...you name it la bro....they got it all.These simulators cost airliners a fortune and they're not asbout ready to put it to waste.
Neway as for today its not the simulator ride.That will be the day after tomorrow.It'll just be the CBT session,basically a Computer Based Training where they gear you up and polish your aircraft systems knowledge before they torture you in the torturing chamber (the simulator).Well the session got through quite expectedly,albeit i wasn't entirely up to it.Had barely 3hours sleep the last nite.Mind over matter.
So what the heck was i bitching about Friday the 13???Well, it has got to do with my car.CBT over,headed to the usually-packed-and- inadequate parking lot.The usual thing that people do when they park there was basically shuf your car to any empty lot that you can find,as long its not gona grieve someone else leaving the lot.Which was exactly what i did in the morning when i got there.
And here i was, walking to my car and discovered this bulky piece of crap locking my wheels.And being a "pilot-person", i was entirely calm.Even crafted a cute smile on my face.Thats life i suppose.S**T happens.Went to the guard house and spoke to the guy in charge of the sinful act.Had sum small talk not worth mentioning here,and was told to wait by my car.And one encik came and save the day...with 30 bucks jacked of my wallet,of course.Didnt even tried negotiating some cheap deal.Just paid the fine and drove of.Told my self-for all and all,THIS IS NOT A FRIDAY THE 13 THINGY!!!!Just to reaffirm my believes system,you know,just incase.And was convince.
That was it.Nothing major,really.Once again stand in triumph and with all glory.Yea...BS, i know.Neway...gota gear up for the simulator sessions.Bring it on man.
People who genuinely know me will agree that i don't give a S***T to such baseless believes.But just for the sake of laughter,i actually had a fairshare of todays "celebration".
Got up early today for a recurrent training in Simulator Building in Mas HQ,Subang.Its the ritual that all pilots around the globe go through.BASE CHECK, as we call it, is what all flyers undergo once every 6months.In short, they (the authorised examiner pilots-AE) chuck you in the simulator and give you a whole lot of entertaininig scenarious.Windshears...thunderstorms....gusting crosswinds.....engine on fire...rapid decompressions...you name it la bro....they got it all.These simulators cost airliners a fortune and they're not asbout ready to put it to waste.
Neway as for today its not the simulator ride.That will be the day after tomorrow.It'll just be the CBT session,basically a Computer Based Training where they gear you up and polish your aircraft systems knowledge before they torture you in the torturing chamber (the simulator).Well the session got through quite expectedly,albeit i wasn't entirely up to it.Had barely 3hours sleep the last nite.Mind over matter.
So what the heck was i bitching about Friday the 13???Well, it has got to do with my car.CBT over,headed to the usually-packed-and- inadequate parking lot.The usual thing that people do when they park there was basically shuf your car to any empty lot that you can find,as long its not gona grieve someone else leaving the lot.Which was exactly what i did in the morning when i got there.
And here i was, walking to my car and discovered this bulky piece of crap locking my wheels.And being a "pilot-person", i was entirely calm.Even crafted a cute smile on my face.Thats life i suppose.S**T happens.Went to the guard house and spoke to the guy in charge of the sinful act.Had sum small talk not worth mentioning here,and was told to wait by my car.And one encik came and save the day...with 30 bucks jacked of my wallet,of course.Didnt even tried negotiating some cheap deal.Just paid the fine and drove of.Told my self-for all and all,THIS IS NOT A FRIDAY THE 13 THINGY!!!!Just to reaffirm my believes system,you know,just incase.And was convince.
That was it.Nothing major,really.Once again stand in triumph and with all glory.Yea...BS, i know.Neway...gota gear up for the simulator sessions.Bring it on man.
Friday, May 13, 2005
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
In My Life
There are places
I’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life
I’ve loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
Though I know
I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before I know
I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life
I love you more
In my life
I love you more
Sir J.Lennon & P.McCartney
I’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life
I’ve loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
Though I know
I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before I know
I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life
I love you more
In my life
I love you more
Sir J.Lennon & P.McCartney
This two days
Like this one.Picked up Jazz In The City from the records.This time for a change, afterall its good music.Music like these should be good for the soul, especially at times like this, i think. Not that i'm terribly down, but just needed something soothing.So, had trial runs with some different albums i thought i may like.Not much really.The salesperson is giving me some weird stare,and i had a good feeling she's gonna be really agitated if i don't start buying something after trying out four different pieces.And i did.
This two(2) days off is reserve unintentionally for myself.People that i wish to see are pretty much away.And SHE....don't even wana think bout it.Was dissapointed and made a point to stop seeing her that much anymore.Of course, nicely put.No argument whatsoever.After all what is there to talk about.Giving myself too much to hope for and senses are begining to creep thru.Okla....get over it!!!!!
So yup....first day was started early.Didn't know why but woke up early.This body is going cuckoo.Being in the airline did more harm to the body than good.Body clock is on random now,and occasionally just shaken from bed for no apparent reason.And worst still,i've not had enuf sleep yet??!!
As usual went for a bite with momma.Followed me to the bank, got my CDS and trading account done.And head to Jusco.Main priority was to pick up DaVinci's Code from MPH.And FRUIT!!!!!!!!!!Out of stock.Damn...thought by now everyone could have read it but me.But hell....its out.Instantly rang up Ah Mei...and thanks Vishnu.....she has it.Awesome.Better grab it from her before she leaves for Hong Kong at three.
On the way to Ah Mei's dropped by at NASOM.Place some cash there and vow to the staff that i'll be back with some goodies that they need.Like Milo and all that...and she's please.Now less guilty.Had always wanted to give back to the community that shaped me.She gave me a brief detail on what Autisme is all about.That these patients had difficulties and had to be guided.The most fascinating off all-they see what they want to see.And hear what they choose to hear.And it leads to erratic behaviour...I will be back i promise.
And finally got to Mei's place...as usual with her warm smile clearly visible from a distant...but that was not where my attention was at.It was the book she held on to.Dan Brown's master piece,Da Vinci's Code.
Neway.....that night was too tired for Brown's.....ended up reading it at 3am.Call its halt at 5am.
And today....the highlight would be the property fair in Sheraton Subang.Was eyeing on this Malacca condo for investment.The plan sounds ideal...since it will be fully managed by the developer.Need not scramble looking for tenant.Guaranteed return 8% for 5years.Spoke to the guy and discovered some hidden cost for the furnishing.Worked out the maths and need to fork out considerable amount of bucks.Probably towards the end of the year when they launch the second phase.At least its more comfortable then to generate cash flow."Not something to rush into",audibly repeated to myself in the head.A good property,nevertheless....will put this one on KIV status.
On my drive back worked out the figures again.Guess it can be done but it'll put me on shoe-string budget.And altho leverage is good,not this much.Or at least not now.Needed some contingencies...just in case if the quake epicentre is just around Port Klang,i'll still be able to salvage my family financially.
Decided to see my X before heading home.Just checkin she's doing alrite.And she's okay as expected.Whatever life throws at her she seems pretty strong.Yea she does the normal girly thing like weep and yak and complaint bout life.But final result-untoppled.Good to see her coping.
Showered and resorted to THIS....Blogging.Something i don't do often as i do not have the luxury of time.But it can be therapeutic at times.Like Phil suggested..."at least when you die,people knows what you have to say".Make sense.He has he's way of putting senses to things.That could be why we blend so well.Enjoyed conversations with this guy.."substance conversation" we call it. :)
Soe....thats it ler i think.Like i mention bout my body going cuckoo.Have this weird sleepiness during off days.Need to lie down and continue consuming the material written by a good friend of mind,Dan Brown.And proly towards the night to read up on aviation materials since base check is next month.
Thats my life.In short two(2) days.
This two(2) days off is reserve unintentionally for myself.People that i wish to see are pretty much away.And SHE....don't even wana think bout it.Was dissapointed and made a point to stop seeing her that much anymore.Of course, nicely put.No argument whatsoever.After all what is there to talk about.Giving myself too much to hope for and senses are begining to creep thru.Okla....get over it!!!!!
So yup....first day was started early.Didn't know why but woke up early.This body is going cuckoo.Being in the airline did more harm to the body than good.Body clock is on random now,and occasionally just shaken from bed for no apparent reason.And worst still,i've not had enuf sleep yet??!!
As usual went for a bite with momma.Followed me to the bank, got my CDS and trading account done.And head to Jusco.Main priority was to pick up DaVinci's Code from MPH.And FRUIT!!!!!!!!!!Out of stock.Damn...thought by now everyone could have read it but me.But hell....its out.Instantly rang up Ah Mei...and thanks Vishnu.....she has it.Awesome.Better grab it from her before she leaves for Hong Kong at three.
On the way to Ah Mei's dropped by at NASOM.Place some cash there and vow to the staff that i'll be back with some goodies that they need.Like Milo and all that...and she's please.Now less guilty.Had always wanted to give back to the community that shaped me.She gave me a brief detail on what Autisme is all about.That these patients had difficulties and had to be guided.The most fascinating off all-they see what they want to see.And hear what they choose to hear.And it leads to erratic behaviour...I will be back i promise.
And finally got to Mei's place...as usual with her warm smile clearly visible from a distant...but that was not where my attention was at.It was the book she held on to.Dan Brown's master piece,Da Vinci's Code.
Neway.....that night was too tired for Brown's.....ended up reading it at 3am.Call its halt at 5am.
And today....the highlight would be the property fair in Sheraton Subang.Was eyeing on this Malacca condo for investment.The plan sounds ideal...since it will be fully managed by the developer.Need not scramble looking for tenant.Guaranteed return 8% for 5years.Spoke to the guy and discovered some hidden cost for the furnishing.Worked out the maths and need to fork out considerable amount of bucks.Probably towards the end of the year when they launch the second phase.At least its more comfortable then to generate cash flow."Not something to rush into",audibly repeated to myself in the head.A good property,nevertheless....will put this one on KIV status.
On my drive back worked out the figures again.Guess it can be done but it'll put me on shoe-string budget.And altho leverage is good,not this much.Or at least not now.Needed some contingencies...just in case if the quake epicentre is just around Port Klang,i'll still be able to salvage my family financially.
Decided to see my X before heading home.Just checkin she's doing alrite.And she's okay as expected.Whatever life throws at her she seems pretty strong.Yea she does the normal girly thing like weep and yak and complaint bout life.But final result-untoppled.Good to see her coping.
Showered and resorted to THIS....Blogging.Something i don't do often as i do not have the luxury of time.But it can be therapeutic at times.Like Phil suggested..."at least when you die,people knows what you have to say".Make sense.He has he's way of putting senses to things.That could be why we blend so well.Enjoyed conversations with this guy.."substance conversation" we call it. :)
Soe....thats it ler i think.Like i mention bout my body going cuckoo.Have this weird sleepiness during off days.Need to lie down and continue consuming the material written by a good friend of mind,Dan Brown.And proly towards the night to read up on aviation materials since base check is next month.
Thats my life.In short two(2) days.
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
I PICKED IT UP THERE
Okay this is what i do.Get people airboned and SAFELY hit the touchdown zone.Its either a gentle impact or greasel it down.Do it almost every week,and get paid for it.Besides given a chance to have and intimate relationship with these highly sophisticated machines (unlike women,i treat it professionally), i discovered myriads of practical solutions to our daily life's woes right there in the cockpit.Allow me.........
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- People notice you.One way or the other,people notice the way you carry yourselve.And this has direct implications on how things can easily be done when others see the confidence in you.They are more unlikely to hit on you when they see the confidence oozing from you and therefore, you can carry your duty with minimal distractions.When you are shaken, people notice.And bad news-they tend to add to your pressure by scrutinizing into the very detail of your actions. End result-errors AMPILIFIED.And confidence-DOWNHILL.
- -when facing difficulties,deep breath please.Keeping cool will keep external pressures away. When you start fumbling thats when people tend to have a share in your problem.Either you know your stuffs or you don't-its secondary.Or in other words, act cool.Of course they're times when you just need to humble yourself and start looking for help.But they're also times when you need to sort things out on your own and the last thing you need is someone poking on you.Thats when keeping cool is of prime importance. Body actions would probably be the most important area to pay attention to.Afterall,people don't read mind.They judge you by your gestures and actions.Keep unneccesary motions like scratching head,unfocus vision,uncontrolled parameters check (like when you keep looking around to check anyone noticed you've just farted) away.Cause these body language attracts attentions when you least need em. So when in trouble,sit back,have a blank look as though you are wearing an Afghan veil and start thinking.People can hardly notice you're in trouble and hence, your boss or superior don't start coming and screwing your a@@hole and give you grieve.
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Monday, April 18, 2005
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