W : Petit Gateux

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I've been frantically hacking my brain into two trying to get most of the preparation done. I'd like to share it all here but since I'm constantly changing my mind, it might seem a bit pointless. But I will, I will. It does come to a point where you think people will judge you for your choice but its too exciting to let that kind of thinking blunt you.

F and I are trying to get it all done beautifully without burning a hole in our pockets. We've seen our choices rapidly change from the outrageously unfeasible to the chic and costly, to the oh welcome to reality. I'm content that I feel happy with the choices we've made. I've heard bad reviews about the KL wedding reception venue, the fact that it needs close monitoring and constant baby-sitting just ain't gonna work for me, with being far from KL and F hardly the type to remember these things.

Anyhoots, I'm going to give Aunty Aishah's macaroon a try and work something out under a tight budget. Peace. Korang yang sedang seronok beraye sakan tu. Joli la puas2.

Raya Cakerawala

Hari ini hari raya. But somehow I didn't succeed in making it meaningful at least on the surface. I skipped the prayers, I didn't go downstairs to hang out with the guys. I secluded myself from them. I watched telly and read some more. I needed the sleep. There was no way in telling when I'd start my operation and from then on, I wouldn't be able to retire until the whole job is over with. I believe that is just a bag full of shitty excuses I keep with me..

The bright side of things is that two of my most important people are on safe shores. I called up mama, we didn't get into the sappy sad melody as all my crew seem to be expecting I would. Mama was just plain happy to be back and to be able to talk to me freely on the phone. We talked more about dubai duty free and menus than we did about feeling all sad and festive. With F, well. That has always been a bit hard to master. I'd be expecting him to pore out stories for me instead of having me reply all his questions with just 'hmm's and 'yup's. Am sorry for having such high hopes everytime we talk on the phone. But it got better during dinner. I guess he might have felt bad that I called him up and all he did was mutter the whole duration. Or maybe not.

This year's raya was a bit on the low side for me. I don't want to be too joyous and then find myself crying later just cause I enjoyed myself so much. Its how I believe the world works. Cry a little, smile a little. Too much of something good ought to lead to something bad just to counter it and strike a balance. Hey resident evil is out! So looking forward to watching that with F.

I wanna look ahead, look at tomorrow, look at next year. I'll be celebrating it with F, as a couple. Its going to be pretty exciting business! Ayah, I feel you. I hope you had yourself a much more cheerful day than your sorry daughter did. Mama and Wan hope you guys made Atok's day.. Abang and Kak liza, you're bound to be happy as long as the other is there.

Selamat Hari Raya, salam maaf zahir dan batin to all.

This year, raya is just about trying to be happy when the world is screaming for serious attention to all other things, other than your own happiness.

I love each and every one of you, and pray to find peace with everyone I've met along the way. To those whom I've made enemies of..well.

I forgive you too.

Pump in batches

5 Sept 2010

The fluid level in the well is now up up higher la pulak. Kenape. Taikkk. Fark you CKA-10 you are screwing me over big time. Ok peace. Pis. A.pis. Hey you know what I found our 2nd year anny card in my scribble book. It was blue and had button flowers on it. Cute. This year I'll get you a card =) (minus the ipod yes love)

6 Sept 2010

Today was our second day of stand by on wireline operation. I have no clue why the crew were lazy assess not wanting to maintenance any of the units. Not that I was feeling hardworking or anything. But with fasting and all, it was a perfect way to laze about. It rains a lot out here. The wind speed picks up to 40 knots at least once throughout the day. Most of the time I am in the active cabin poring through sample reports/spe papers since kakak jeanne is expecting a report coming out of my nose or something.

I crave for :

1. peach filled filo pastry with heaps of fresh cream
2. steaming hot apple pie with fresh cream
3. cupcakes with creamcheese topping
4. faliq haffiz's crooked smile

My guess is tomorrow will be a bit more salivating on the poultry/protein side.

The second part of the huddle

During the job I was in charge of advising on how the operation will be executed. The pump rates, the depths, the speeds. Initially , it was pretty rad and stuff. I prepared the software at 10am and stayed awake on the job until the next day, at 5pm when my tool tagged surface. Overall of it, the job was a success. No loss time, no incidents with the crew. Am peachy happy. Ooh I had peach yogourt yesterday.

Anyways, in the heat of trying to stay awake, I slipped into a totally stoned/daze phase. I didn't know what my readings were for and why we were pumping at the rates we were. Halfway through the night the well-testing guys chirped on the radio, telling me to sleep since I was asking really ridiculous questions. So it turned out that I did the whole job in overbalanced condition. Hahaha OK.

I hope I'll still understand this entry even when I'm at 35 years of age. Pis pis. Kacang pis. Apis I miss you!!