perpetual rain throughout the day pwned my sortie. still, its always a joy to sit in the cockpit of the piper warrior, with the familiar scent of the upholstry, and all the instruments in front of you. Even twiddling with the altimeter knob, setting it at airfield elevation and finding the corresponding atmospheric pressure in millibars is strangely fun in itself.

the week has been rather tiring, accompanying the mother all over the place with her shopping. I don't know whether its just her or is it a trait of all women to spend a lot of time at a certain shop, only to come out without buying anything. The female mind is also something rather hard to understand (no not just because of my mum. really). To us at least.

sometimes i wonder what sort of people are in those cartoon character suits at shopping centres and all. Not those human-like characters, but those cartoon kind. especially the cuter ones, such as powerpuff girls, garfield, etc. All the little kiddies tend to hug them to take photos and all. it is quite a weird job to take up, but i suppose some people need the money. or physical proximity. hmmm.

the habitat people have returned from kuching. maybe I should have went. All i would have missed was one sortie and one groundschool lesson. But nvm. As a wise man once said, "grass on the other side always more green".

Ikea names their furniture weirdly. Maybe its just a swede thing. in swedish. stuff like POANG.



goodbye, and choose your POANG here.

LIKE THAT IS NOT WORKING!