aku rindukan familyku soo much.
aku homesick.

azmierul che mat

it started when the first time i set foot into this school after quit JPA program.
and now, it has been half year i've been here in APFT, Kota Bharu, Kelantan.
alhamdulillah, so far everything doing well for me.
except for getting homesick lately.



the guy in the middle wearing 4 gold bar epaullete was Captain Rizal.
as in my previous entry Airborne Experience, i had a blast sortie with him.
he was my flying instructor that i was assigned to fly with.
he used to fly chopper for Royal Malaysian Airforce back 5-6 years ago.
Capt. Rizal also was ex-mrsm Kuantan
all i can say is he is such a super duper cool Instructor and i was soo lucky to be able to fly with him.



and this is Captain Younus.
also known by his callsign Apac Zero Niner.
he was a former pilot for Pakistan Royal Air Force.
everybody know of his "reputation' as told by him.
he is the most fearful instructor to fly with.
why i'm saying so? is because of his punishment.
i was assigned to fly with him when i'm doing my
exercise 'Effect of Control I & II'
all i can say, actually i enjoy the sortie with him,
it is because he asked me to do everything from take-off until landing.
eventhough it was my 2nd sortie actually and i had no idea
at all to take-off and land an aircraft safely, but he still ask me to do all the procedure.
he trust his student very well.
unlike other instructor, you will had a limited time to control
an aircraft when you were assigned to fly dual with them. unless you fly solo,
then you will have full control of the aircraft.
he always say this to his student.

" I want my student learn, experience, and know how to fly an aircraft. i do
not want my student fly like a monkey with instructor doing all this and that for them"

and another favourite quote by him

"You better fly good with me, otherwise i will kick you ass out of this aircraft".



hangar sekolahku.


simulator exercise.



overall i still have to complete
142 hours on single engine,
25 hours on twin engine
35 hours on simulator,
CAA-6 paper exam,
CAA-2 paper exam.



posing abis.



syukurlah.
azmierul che mat

p/s: i just realize that, jadi photographer nie tak best.
sebab apa? back to objective, sebenarnya aku belajar photography nak tgkap
gmbar aku sendiri kasi sedap dilihat, tapi at last aku asyik tangkap gmbr orang, and
gambar aku tak ada. haha, lawak sungguh aku neh, macam pak pandir pun ada.

Today, I’m back to school, sitting here in front of the desk and practically working
on CRP-5 while doing some calculation using the CRP-5, I was browsing through the
normal sites which I normally go and doing what every other normal human would do of
course, surf the web.

Sides doing surfing the net, I was chatting with my fellow mates from all over
malaysia. Okay, that sounds exaggerating but it is almost to a certain point, true. Talking
to one of my friends from Ampang and he accidentally brought up the question which I’m hoping not to hear, but can’t avoid it one way or another. “How are you and
your gf going on?”

Part of me wanting to tell him that it is fine but another part of me is dying to tell all my
thoughts about what has happened between me and her recently. Unfortunately, the
dying to tell my thoughts part overwhelmed me and I told almost…well, I think it is
almost everything to him.I told Amirul about my confrontation with her due to the fact
that she couldn’t take it anymore and also what happen during the confrontation where
my own girlfriend wasn’t guilty about the entire matter but was just blasé on this matter.

Amirul was helpful in giving me the advices and managed to cheer things up for me by
saying that he would do a James Bond move and annihilate him since he is at Perak and
 he is studying there. Upon on him telling me this triggered me to imagine him
though I haven’t seen him in real life, but somewhat imagining him dressed up in a
expensive suit which would cost almost to a few thousands and being all suave and
mysterious. But somehow, I felt that Amirul couldn’t pass the suave stage in my imagination. But nevertheless, it is amusing enough to me.

azmierul che mat

p/s: i just had a conversation with one of my good friends, maisara,
halfway, i lose my words and it make me felt something wrong.
where at first i have full of story and idea which at last i end up
without saying single words that i want to. i hope that i can overcome
this 'speechless' problem, so that i can speak better next time.
i'm so sorry cik maisara.

well, lately aku agak busy, tak sempat nak update blog.
basically, aku dah kembali grounded, means no more flying until JUNE.
sampailah habis aku sit, and lulus untuk semua paper CAA-6 dgn CAA-2. Senior cakap.
this would be the hardest stage throughout 2 years aku dkat sini.
harap-harap aku dimudahkan in each and every way in fulfilling my dreams.
insyaallah.

ha, actually aku nak share this one place kedai makan dekat kelantan,
nama kedai makan nie "kedai Cik Siti"
at first aku punyalah terkejut masa first time lalu, sebab ramai giler orang kat kedai nie.
kitaorang try berenti, nak makan, but then penuh, siap atas meja tulis "RESERVED"
pergh, kelantan nak makan pun kena reserve. mmg aku pelik jea.
kata cik Nurul, peneman aku malam tu, kedai nie best, dan harga pun murah
sebab tu ramai orang, aku try gak usha orang-orang kat situ makan,
tapi tak nampak sape-sape makan lagi, mungkin agaknye makanan tak siap order
lagi agaknya, since aku kuar pun dlm pkul 8.30, time orang baru
nak kuar dinner, itulah yg takde sampai makanan lagi kut.
bincang punya bincang, cik Nurul ajak datang balik kedai nie
lepas pusing-pusing KB Town.
then, aku pun tak jadi makan, ajak cik Nurul Najwa heading pegi KBMall.
teman dia pusing-pusing beli stationaries katanya.
aku pun menemanlah cik Najwa nie ke popular bookstore.
sambil dia duk membelek-belek dgn stationary punya side,
aku lari ke sebelah bahagian buku-buku self-motivation.
book shelf dia mcm tak jauhlah sgt dgn novel-novel,
then aku secara tak sengaja terdengar abang yang keje dkat popular
tu borak dgn staf perempuan yang keje situ jugak.

Abang Popular: "Weh, kalulah, koto bharu neh ado panggung waye, doh lamo aku ajok mung gie temey aku tgk waye".

Kakak Popular: " Apo kelah tengok waye, kitolah buat waye," (sambil angkat kening)

aku dah pelik, dengar dorang neh borak, buat wayang? tgh2 aku wonder sorang2,
tiba-tiba ade kakak yang duk pilih-pilih novel, borak dgn sorang laki,
tak taulah boyfriend dia ke, abang dia ke, pak cik dia,
dorang borak-borak, sekali aku terdengar

Abang Novel: " Tadi sayo gi main futsal, penatlah awok tau! pahtu keno tackle pulop. Sakit urat-urat kaki"

Kakak Novel: " Itulah awok, main tok ajok sayo, lain kali nok main, ajoklah sayo sekali"

aku dah nak tergelak dah, aku tak tau samada otak aku nie mmg kotor
kena cuci dengan clorox or, penggunaan bahasa yang salah oleh mereka-mereka.
mungkin otak aku nie kotor sangat kut, yelah hari-hari
duk jumpa kaum sejenis jea dekat sekolah, dgn instructor pun, kalu buat lawak,
tak sah kalu takde selit unsur-unsur kuning neh, kalu tak, lawaknya tak jadi.
susah betul bila duk hidup dengan kaum sejenis neh.

lepas sejam duk merayau-rayau dekat KB Mall, Najwa ajak heading balik
ke kedai makan "Cik Siti" tadi,
alhamdulillah, elok-elok jea kitaorang sampai ade 2 meja kosong.
aku pun duduk kat meja bahagian luar, kononnya nak open air lah skit.
sambil aku belek-belek menu makanan dia, not bad jugak,
chicken chop harga dia baru RM 6.00
ikut kata penasihat makananku, cik Najwa neh, chicken chop dia da bomb gak.
aku punyalah tanak makan chicken chop, ari-ari duk APFT.
makan ayam jea keje aku, muke pun dah mcm telor ayam.
last-last aku turn up makan Fish and chip. cik najwa order chicken chop.
sambil tunggu order mknan aku,
kawan cik Najwa, alisa dengan farhana sampai.
first time semenjak aku duk kelantan nie, lepak makan dengan perempuan.
hahaha, punyalah lama, dekat setengah tahun kut.
itupun nasib si Najwa nie ex-schoolmate skolah rendah aku tegur aku masa
kat kb Mall, ade gak aku membe dkat kelantan neh.

kalu tak mmg ari2 aku kat kg. panji tuh tak kemanalah jawabnya.
borak-borak ngan dorang semua, aku mcm terpinggir,
yea ah, dah lah sorang laki, aku pulak tak ada modal nak borak,
dorang lak budak-budak pandai, sumpah rasa down jea aku kat situ.
mcm pak pandir pun ada gak. tak lama dalam 10 minit, sampai order aku.
pergh, skali pinggan dia mak datuk besar giler, dgn saiz meal dia pun bley
tahan, masatulah aku macam okay sikit, lantak koranglah nak ckp ape, aku lapar
aku makan jea keje aku. lepas makan kitaorang borak-borak kejap,
total bill aku makan, 8.50 jea, fish and chips dgn carrot juice gelas besar. murah kan?
baru aku faham biler orang cakap kelantan nie, living cost murah, makan murah.
then 11.00 pm. mcm tu, kitaorang heading balik.
lepas hantar Najwa balik dkat USM, aku gie hantar kereta sewa,
on the way balik, nasib baik aku tak langgar lembu. sebab aku tak perasan,
dekat simpang umah tuan punya keta sewa nie mcm gelap sikit,
lampu takde, aku masih dipanjangkan umur lagi.
by 11.45, aku smpai bilik, trus tdo.
itu jea lah kot aku buat weekend neh.
sumpah bosan gler.
aku tak tau mcm mana aku nak end up lagi 1 1/2 year aku kat kelantan neh.

ape-apepun, *double thumbs up utk kedai "Cik Siti"
murah dan sedap!
syukurlah

azmierul che mat

p/s:thanks ya cik Najwa, sebab sudi jemput g dinner dgn you and ur friends skali. nxt time i nak ponteng class, boleyh la mintak Medical Cert dgn you en?
oh, ya goodluck fr your coming exam next week! do study rajin-rajin ya!
silap aribulan ade kes doktor salah potong urat lak.

sry fr this post takde gmbr, aku tak bawak camera plus phone aku outdated,
sebab takde camera. =(

Okay, just before we start anything, I’m freakin’ hungry!

Being a pilot has its ups and downs. Of course its the best job in the world; you travel here
and there, have the best view of sunset/sunrise, you get placed in reasonable hotels, get a
lot of allowances and the view of earth from above is just amazing. You get to meet a lot of
people from various cultures, traditions, religions and regions too.

The money, although every one of us try to deny it in every little way (refer my latest post),
is good. You won’t get to build your own palace, but at least you get more than what
graduates get with a degree/diploma/masters and etc. Plus, you get to hear people saying
this about your mother: "wah! Anak dia pilot, bawak kapal terbang!" (not proud of it, at one
time you’ll be getting sick of it. But it’s nice to hear that your mother has done a good job
raising me, no?)

But then you’ll hear people rejecting you, and this somehow, kind of makes the job
unpleasant. People (read orang Melayu) tend to think negative about you. Pilots are and
have always been linked to womanizing, drinking, smoking, clubbing, open sex and a lot
more of other things.

Okay, this is my confession. I don’t womanize, and yet i was dumped by my girlfriends
perhaps i do not meet her expectations. hurting my girlfriends would be like killing myself.
I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. And I have never been to any clubs.

Another thing I’ve heard somewhere.

A: Weh! Pakwe ko stdy ape?

B: Tgh study piloting.

A: Jangan duh… Pilot ni semua bukan duk rumah. Nanti ko nama je ada suami, tapi bila ko
punya birthday, anniversary, sakit ke, bersalin ke, dia takde kat rumah.

Like pilots don’t have off days or leave they can apply.

Somehow I feel deeply hurt and am seriously offended when I hear some girls saying no
pilots as my husband please. There’s nothing wrong with the majority of us. It’s all about
looking and finding the right one.

But human perception (read tanggapan orang Melayu) has always been that. I don’t know
how people look at me, I don’t know what people think of me, and I don’t know what the
villagers will tell me when I’ll be going back for holiday. In this case, orang Melayu tak
plak mudah lupa.

It’s just wrong, it is just totally wrong.
azmierul che mat