Hello world.

It's been quite a week and I'm still alive.

This beginning phase of flight is stressful and taxing, high expectations coupled with steep learning curves. It's cruel place where people are marked whether the meet the mark or if not .. chopped.

Close course mates around you get chopped, it really affects the momentum and mood of everything. Motivation crumbles when we've one less person to walk together with us.

Flying is really fun. Both visually and sensationally, more than just intriguing and excitement.

However, upon coming down the plane, the feeling is exactly the same as sitting through 3 consecutive maths paper - exhausted and thoughtless. A brain juices killing sensation.

I'm beginning to understand why

the cloud cries.

rainbow smiles in different colours.

wind twirls in excitement.

the reason why the birds sing.

and why god create earth in its best nature...

If it comes, it is fate and destine. But if it's not meant to be, then god always have better plans ahead. Put in my best and the lord will do the rest. Faith.