In a cookie

I am having difficulty with my cookie. I can't open gmail, or even my blogger. I can't leave messages on my friends' frenster pages and so I can't update as often as I'd like to. Crap.



Cookies are out to get me! Haha. Tu la, dok sebut cookie-cookie lg.



My chopper is on the 2nd. Oyea!

A taste of offshore

Clockwise: Madi, me and Adzlan.

Im offshore. Still. And its only my 9th day away from terra firma. This is how it looks like from here, sometimes. It takes some getting used to, but you could say that now I don't have a problem crossing the 'bridge' (don't really know the formal name for it) that connects the 2 platforms together. The two being the drilling platform where they have all the wells, and the processing platform.

Thats the bridge I was talking about. That is RCPP. Our Living Quarters are there too. I work from 630am to 1830 hrs.

The smoking area, the boys smoke all the time. Going to RDPA (the drilling platform), coming back to eat, before meetings... and the list goes on like crazy. Adzlan and I would be the only ones going 'lebams' waiting for the ordeal to finish.

Mijie and lan. One supervisor, one vacation trainee. Two good guys.

Madi, our pump operator. Always around to make my day with a stupid joke or two. I'll post more later.

Super Puma

30 mins by chopper. 48 lbs luggage. 140 lbs body weight (like are you serious?). A whole handful of people in coveralls. Yellow. in color.

I was excited as pea ready to pop out of a damned pod. But I had to contain it all inside. Who am I kidding? They all knew that it was my first time, especially when the safety instructor guy in the briefing room bluntly asked if there were any first timers going onboard that morning, 7am to be exact. And to make things worse, I was travelling alone. Crap. I remembered how scared silly I was when I had to travel alone from KL to Dhaka. And I was in 6th grade at that time. 10 years ago.

The helly was a loud and noisy one. It was pretty hot in it too. Luckily the vent was working and I had cool air jetting on my face throughout the trip. I didn't sit next to the windows, as they were safety exits and it was my first time travelling on one. So I couldn't really see where we were heading, but could witness the other passengers fall asleep one by one. I was drowsy as on drugs, but too excited+sad+worried at the same time that I couldn't fall asleep.

We finally landed on the all famous helideck.

And then all I could think of was how hard it would be for me to climb down the stairs with my big blue bag.

The Warning

Yusof Muda and Azizi, RCPP.

Sometimes I question the role of the alpha male in a chemical reaction. They are like the base, supposedly calm with control. Always with a vision. And the female is like an acid. Spunky. Emotional. Acidic. So sharp the acid taste that all it needs is a few drops of base and the equilizing aftermath that eludes total serenity is the main attraction of just being with someone.

I question your role all the time. Maybe that is why you will never be on the same pedestal as you have put me. There is this one word which sums it all. Tegar. What is the english version of it? Steadfast? Strong and unconditionally in control? Yeah, I forgot.

Not really talking about the same thing. We both got a pretty nasty warning the other day. Boy, was it rough. Ever since I joined the company, planning anything other than what time to sleep was by far the most hardest thing to do. I have no control over the things I do tomorrow, the day after or even if I get to apply for leave (like I am having trouble with now).

It was a rather bad hit for us. And now we are both parted by the South China Sea.

Padan muke.

Weddings, Birthdays

A few weeks back were the most crazy ever weeks of my life. I don't mind challenges, but I find it hard to do things that I know I am a bit slow at doing, and to do it to completion was just a tad too much for me!

Lucky enough for me, I hung out with my operations admin, Aishah throughout the lonely days and crazy assignment weeks (which, up untill now I have not yet completed them 100%) Hahaha! I'm so dumb.

We went to Hafiz Ismail's wedding the other day. It was the first wedding ceremony that I attended to on a friggin FRIDAY. Mcm mane eh? Pas solat jumaat baru pengantin lelaki ade. So we didn't get to meet Hafiz on his big day, but I hope he liked the present we got him.

Me and Mek Chah

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Happy Birthday to May babies, Mia, Effi and not forgetting my most beloved lil bro.

God Bless.

Jalan-jalan Ganu

With MekChah

One of the lonely and sucky 'weekends' I took the offer from Aishah to tread through the rest of the big state of Terengganu. All in her new Viva. So cute. 4 x 4 tuu~

I spend the night over at her place, it was very homey. Reminded me a lot of sleeping over at Atok Mad's place in Kampung Tanjung. We woke up pretty early, by 8 we were both ready to rock this state down! Haha. We had breakfast a little roadside or should I say, highway-side eatery. Nasi lemak and the norm teh-o ais limau. Layan doh.

Camwhore Spam.

We got to the Penyu Sanctuary around 11am. What a joke. 11 am at the beach? You've gotta be kidding me. The sand is hot as ever! When we got there, I learned that the sanctuary was co-funded by BP. They have challet and even classes to educate participants regarding the much protected penyus of Malaysia. Penyus = turtles ya. Unfortunately for us, the turtles had already laid their eggs and will hatch in the end of May. Hopefully I will be around when that happens.

Turtle eggs, they usually are laid in the middle of the night, when it is cooler. And take up to 55 days to hatch.

We then headed to this ugly looking stall near Kg Chabang, Kertih for a bowl of super sedap mee sup. And then we had drinks with Kamal at McD Kertih before calling it a day, and I couldn't be late for the weekly AF concert on Astro now could I?

My Niqielodeon Weekend

Geddit? Niqielodeon. Haha. Only a few would get it. I wish I could shake the shoulders of those kids in TV and say to them. Grow up. (oh this phrase reminds me of something that happened in an airport somewhere recently, anyways). Once you start working, there is no such thing as a ‘My Happy Weekend’

Ok. Fine. Maybe I am being a tad too bitter. Yeah, but the truth is, eventhough its only a few weeks into my job as a post-school trainee, I can only suffer so much. (Cepat laa naik offshore)

I don’t feel like whinning here. But this is the reason to why I have a blog in the first place. To vent, and then to keep my memories so that when I have kids they can read this entry. Haha. I told you so! (I would say to them, that is, when they start to call me up and say how much they dread going back to work after fattying up their asses on a yummy Sunday).

I remember still, my lovely 2 weeks off with my family. I had a wonderful time catching up with my friends, if not all of them. It was rather tiresome, since I was going out almost everyday. I think I overslept too much, so my day always began somewhere at 10-12pm. Rugi rugi. I suffered a serious case of coughing and lost my voice much to my dismay. You have no idea how hard it is to cough so much and then try to gossip in an airconditioned café space. Tahi la.