My sunset solo

Thats me on the radio!

Australia

T'was about a month and a half ago when I landed here and so far it's been pretty good overall. Perth, believe it or not is one of the most expensive cities over here. An the inflation going on in the country at the moment really doesn't help. All that aside, the flying here is BEAUTIFUL. It's a little cold when you go up there. I got to experience what it was like to go upside and spiral towards the ground. You actually float in your seat if you're not strapped in properly. Amazing stuff. The crappy part about Wester Australia is that everything closes so damn early. I mean, This gigantic fucking mall right next to my house (about half the size of mid valley) closes at 5 everyday. And I finish school at 5 so it's a mad dash if i need groceries. Yes, I actually dash for groceries now, laugh it up. Made a few friends here as well. Not really close to most of them but they're pretty okay people. The other night I went to a club and OH MY GOD.. I was really tipsy. So anyway, these 2 girls from med school come along and sit down next to my friends and I We make some small talk and after a bit, they asked us what we do and we said we were student pilots. Naturally, we asked them what they did, and they said they were in med school. Like a moron, I go, "oh, you can examine us then"... hahaha Oh my god... And I make fun of people who come up with lines like that. ARGH! Felt bloody lame.

~fiN~

After the exams.

Bad things happen in threes right? Heres what happened.

My exams were over. Nothing left to do but have as much fun as i possibly could before i left malaysia on the 4th of january. Life was AMAZING. Paintball, swimming, movies, friends and waking up whenever I wanted to bloody wake up. And then came paintball day. It was Diana, Tijo, Me and Shaun versus Shaun's friends from methodist college(cock suckers... You'll see why in a bit).

I was already high strung. My visa form for australia said 8 weeks processing and I didn't bloody have 8 weeks( It was already the 30th of november). Alright, fine, I still stayed positive. Ureeeya used to work in this agency that helped students get their visas to study in Australia so I hoped her ex boss might be able to help me out. When we reached the building he wasen't there so we waited outside. We laughed, I made fun of her, bla bla bla (haha) everything was fine. Until I get a call from Shaun. "Oh, three out of 5 people from my side backed out. 2 are twins and one backed out because he says he would feel left out." WHAT THE HELL!? HOW CAN YOU BACK OUT ON THE DAY ITSELF AFTER I GET 5 PEOPLE FROM MY SIDE TO COMMIT THEIR TIME AND MONEY?! Well, it wasen't Shaun's fault but it really pissed me off. I had to pull Ureeeya and Azim(sometimes known as Fadzil) into the game. Which i completely didn't mind doing but I shouldn't have had to. Homos...(the methodist guys)

So we finally get enough people for paintball. Great. I calmed down a little. Maybe I'll stay in Malaysia for another 4 months and enjoy myself more. Might be my last major holiday forever because the school only has 8 days off in the entire course and when I start working, well, airlines never stop working. So. Back to the paintball game. I decided to use the protective vest thing for the forst time ever. I have my fair share of scars and didn't intend on adding to my collection. It was a really fun game. But NOT ONCE did I get shot where I was protected. Yes, big time ouchies. BAD THING NUMBER 2.


The very next day,I had a swimming competition. As I took my shirt off and walked towards the pool for warm-up, I turned heads for all the wrong reasons. One of my friends pointed at the circular bruise on my shoulder( one of many i might add) and asked me what had happened? " Over excited girlfriend." I said and we had a laugh. My first race was shit. So was my second. Dropped out of my third because I felt so unfit. One whole month of not training left me pretty unfit. Damn A levels(and swedes). But my day doesn't end there. After the meet, i got changed and got into my car with 2 friends. I was giving them a lift home. We were driving, talking and having fun. All of a sudden i feel something on my leg. Like an idiot, I look down. BANG! I hit this car in front of me. FUCK! Everyone was okay but my car was pretty banged up. and so was the car infront of mine. The third car suffered barely any damage though. This angry guy wearing an MUFC shirt gets out and starts shouting at me.(I hate MU fans) I calmly get out of the car and apologise and as I do i notice people on the swim team i know driving past the accident. How embarassing, god. Anyway, long story short, I made a police report and went home.


My parents have been getting on my nerves ever since. I mean its not like I drove recklessly or anything I got distracted and it was an accident. I understand their frustration, my dad really pissed me off when he said, " You don't have the brains to drive a car, how do you expect to fly a plane?!", I simply ignored him and walked upstairs. My car has been at the workshop since the monday after the accident. Yesterday I went to MPH and bought 7 books. All of which I intend to finish. Something to keep me busy while I wait for my car. Till then, I rot at home..

*breathes out*

~fIn~

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It's been a while.

I got tired of studying physics application so I thought I'd update this thing. Nothing much to say really. I AM SO SICK OF MY ROOM! I SWEAR!!! ARGH! It's been nothing but how to do this? how to do that? Shit I forgot to read through that. And to make things worse I haven't been to the pool in weeks. The stress just keeps building up. As someone told me yesterday, take it a day at a time. I tend to plan too far ahead, and only end up disappointing myself. After the Big A's it's going to be phenomenal though. I already have a paintball game planned(including the attack strategies). I'm also going to take this time to get as fast as I possibly can before leaving my swimming club in January or early Febuary. I'll read about stuff I like for a change. And I'll write. Something. Anything. I've always wanted to write. And I'll finally be able to do all the research i ever wanted to about flying. But for now I have to stay focused. "Eye on the prize, failure isn't an option.", my dad says. Well i'm off to continue with my physics. All the best to all you A levelers out there.

A 2

The Midnight Hour is at hand;With Fear creeping across the land.The beginning of the end, is A2;question is,will you make it through? But making it through isn't it, your grades could still be shit.Making it great is what counts, and as we work the pressure mounts.

While we work and study, We start to remember our buddies.As we start to reminisce,Dammit, I can't find anything to rhyme with this. I feel like studying is all i know, No chicks no fun, no nothing but sorrow.

But soon my friends we shall be free,and on the Cambridge shield we shall pee. No more DotA, no more CS, Off to get my BS.Once again we go our separate ways, But no my friends, this is not the end of our days.For we shall meet once again, In a year, or ten,For bonds were formed that were so strong, They could not be broken by any wrong.

So let us smile and rejoice,While we re-sit our multiple choice.For in the end we all know, that there's happiness and no sorrow.I bid good luck to all my friends, and as we go through A2's loops and bends, let us not forget the awesome mix, that was 0606.

by abhay & aditya