happy birthday hock peng. turned 18, pubs and clubs are waiting for you. curry favour for dinner and hagen dazs for dessert. the rice was so filling that all of us almost puked. felt so stuffed up after the dinner.
anyway hock peng, you don't get so many pairs of flip flops at pne go. so appreciate man. these could last you for a year.
anyway, even though i was having great fun partying with friends, laughing at every joke, i wasn't as happy. i just got phased out of SYFC. reason? the weather. first it was the haze then the monsson season.
it's still hard to accept the fact that you got chopped not cause your flying is spastic but the weather. they took me to a greater height and made me fall like that. i just came back from a futile trip to syfc. it's suppose to be my very last sortie but got cancelled cause of the pelting rain. was almost impossible to fly.
met justin- (who's still in) cause he was on the same wave. you know when i looked at him, i felt enviousness and also resentful. not towards him but rather the club and myself. it was like a wave of emotions swept towards me.
there's no point being covetous of learning how to fly when luck is not on your side. you'll end up like a lost sheep waiting to be slaghtered and served for dinner. and i studied dilligently before every sortie but all were in vain.
nevertherless, i learned something. it's an opportunity to fly not a previlege. and i'm thankful they grant me the chance to fly.
best of luck to my course mates who made it.
for they blessed me with the gift of wings.
posted by Gary @ 7:51 AM
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