Meet The Nepalese

here i give you in alphabetical order, some amazing people that you can right away accept as your new hang-out buddy.


name: amulya
charming power: better than your favourite male celebrity


name: ashwin
grooming secrets: he spend almost 15 minutes brushing his teeth


name: bhogendra a.k.a peschel
awesomeness: he holds a masters in physics


name: mukesh
best thing about him: there's an airways named after his name "gupta"


name: prasant
favourite pastimes: slapping amulya's head


name: rabindra a.k.a rabin
how to know that it's actually him: he can draw a detailed graph flawlessly after looking at it for only a minute


name: raman
the reason why he don't eat meat: because he is a vegetarian


name: sanjay
current obsessions: windows XP's pin ball game


name: suresh
daily supplements: sampoerna menthol

so after reading this, by the laws of truth, you either should be on your way ditching your current best friend. or if you're snappy, you're already typing me a message asking for their emails.

The Format For Free

one of my favourite band, the format is celebrating their one year anniversary of the release of their album “dog problems”. from my opinion, this album kicks some major butt. and it will kick yours too if you don't listen to it. where do i listen it you ask? from june 25th to july 16th, they are offering this album as a free download. so what are you waiting for. get it now! get it here.

Hotty Day Afternoon

it's two weeks into dcat. which means, the nepalese's bahasa malaysia vocabulary is getting better, i can start to wear products again on my hair while still looking like an unsuccessful direct salesman, and not to forget, i can swear tremendously in nepali. here's one. machikne!! and yes, im not going to tell you what it means.

today during the engines period, we went to the hangar and we've got the chance to see how handsy sanjay gets when he's near the aircraft.





and as you can(or maybe can't) see above, it's bhogendra. he's trying to be friends with the pitot tube. and he tends to be a bit shy when the pitot tube compliments him.



and just to wrap it up, you can sweat like a marathon champion just by standing inside the hangar for 20 minutes.

Nepalese Unleashed

our good friends from nepal were interviewed by the local newspaper today and just like that, they might be the next big thing here in kb (kota bharu, not "kepala besar". sorry joe!). nice.

Cards Are Better Than CBT's

when otw(on time work) ruled the day, ariff come to play. awesome.

The Game Isn't Over

this is how most of the nepal airlines cadets spend their free time. suresh team-up with yours truly me, and amulya partnering mukesh. i suck real bad, and in the end i ended up propelling the striker into the pockets twice rather than hitting the seeds each time of my turn.

There's a Dcat Going On

here are two random pictures of today. and both of them contains no morale values what so ever, and they're not and never will, be good for your healthy lifestyle.

our dcat books


capt. "the macho-man" amrul's gut in the dark

Happy Tuesday!

and just like that, we batch 10 of apft had completed the ppl exam. next we'll be doing DCAT. and no, DCAT doesn't stands for douche cleansing airmen's tush. it's department of civil aviation technical. the exam ended around 2.15 pm and we just chill. some of us hit the cafe, ridzuan a.k.a "jurnes" fell in love with his own ipod, others went for the cadet's lounge and best of all, prasant and suresh hit the library and played ganguro girl.




tommorrow we'll get our DCAT books, and our studies will continue. tonight we can relax a little, have some great time and burp and fart like an obnoxious man, and of course making fun of rodney. and then rodney will make fun of me too. then it goes on and on and all of a sudden, the whole batch will be in madness. then we all blame fadzil for this rage. but in no time we will love each other again. but the truth is that sounds creepy.




and that's it. prepare to be overwhelmed where your last 40 seconds went.

Nothing Happen

alright, since you've already read this, i think you should proceed and read it all the way. read it well. read. read. read. reading is fun. and i'm so proud of you because your reading skills is increased by 1 point. but the real thing is, after waiting for almost 30 minutes to get me connected to the info superhighway, and after typing the word "read" for a serious repetition of 6 times and "reading" twice, after trying my best compressing and flattening and stuffing and packing and posting and stamping my photos through the slow connection, i just wanted to tell you all that no photos for today. and in groundschool we did nothing. awesome.

The First Chapter Comes To An End

today we did 3 aircraft general sets, and officially completed the hours for ground school ppl. tommorrow will be our revision day and the day after tommorrow will be the ppl exam. and on the way back, at the airport terminal i saw a kid having a size 3 body with a size 10 bag hanging on his shoulders. and he can barely walk with full stability. if he falls, then jazmi will have to do his best to save that kid by diving with full action right onto the marble floors and prevent that kid's head from hitting it. and after saving that kid, my day at the airport will be ended with all passengers giving me a big applause. then i would stand right in the middle and bow like a winning ballet dancer. but of course, those things didn't happen. and there you go, flightcast!

The Red Eye

earlier this evening, my friend zhaff got his eye hit by a thrusting football. and after that, all of his right eye is red and he claimed his right vision is blurred. now he is in the hospital, suspected to be discharged within 4 to 5 days. i'm so sorry for him and i hope he can manage to sit for his PPL exam which is coming on june 12th. pray for zhaff. do my bidding people.

The Feel Good Drag

"you create your own life as you go along" said winston churchill. but the only word that i manage to understand in that phrase after staring at it for almost 2 light decades(...and after lying to all you nice people saying that i've been living on this earth for that long) is "go along". so i just roll with "go along". and last night as i GO ALONG, this is what i stumbled upon at the clubhouse.



this doesn't usually happens. often times, the club house will be empty during those hours. but last night they're watching an air crash doumentary. so that explains everything doesn't it? or am i just trying to sound like a professional journalist here. you decide.





and that's basically it.

The Subjects So Far

how much wood would a wood chuck chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck a wood? i'm not sure. it depends on how much wood that you give to the wood chuck. but, one thing that i'm sure to the most is that the opening of this post is lousy. and now i don't know what to write.



for 2 weeks, we nearly finishing up the syllabus. now the instructors are beginning to give us test questions as follows:

Air Law:
3 sets

Aircraft General:
2 sets

Navigation & Meteorology:
2 sets

Radio Telephony:
6 sets

tommorrow we'll be doing more tests, and as for rodney, his hair is finally getting longer.

Today Is Monday

today we start back our learning process, and continue our ppl, pervert pilot license...wait, i mean private pilot license. ground school from 0715 hrs to 1545 hrs. breaking at 1015 for some buns and coffee and then hit back to the classroom.



and here i give you rabin and he is one of the napalese cadets. he is like our own dr. phil for navigation and meteorology. and not to mention his american accent.



cool.

This Is So...

before this i've been talking about my batchmate, rodney and macmillan. these guys rule. but the thing is, this picture looks so odd. use your common sense.



it seems so like "it", but the real thing is , i have too much time with my hands.

Me Against The Chickens

weekend break is almost over. will be hittin' back to the crew residence tommorrow. and for sure, those daily chicken buffet will give me hard times. not cool at all.

The APFT Scene

after 2 weeks in apft, we got a break and i mean a holiday. its only for 4 days but it felt good since in that 4 days i can feel my awesome taste buds again just by not eating chicken. chicken is like their main component there. it's like if you don't eat chicken, you're not part of their bodies. fish, why didn't you show up at the dining buffet?



it's always cool to have water to accompany you all the way and liquify your day. and i know the sentence before this seems odd. thank you. now we shift our track to the classroom part...erm groundschool.




as you can see behind me, lies 2 gentlemen from sarawak. rodney and mcmillan. rodney is 25 and mcmillan is 19. oh, and did i mention that my batch also have 9 cadets from nepal. yes nepal. now you must be thinking about mount everest. anyway, the gem of the story goes here. it's about the face reaction of my friend "jurnes" in the picture above. that's how disappointed he is when he find out that his "nicely groomed, product filled, metro-sexual" hairstyle needs to be chopped-off to semi chrome dome. actually all of us who have "hair" were disappointed, including me. but i only manage to take a picture of him.



and here, nighttime means revision time. and my bedtime is usually 2330 hrs. if i go further than that, i'll be walking like a beaten-up zombie first thing in the morning. enough with that. above is a picture of my room. with my friend zhaff in it. and yes, he is that depressed.

and not to forget, the thing we did during the fire drill. and if i have to say anything, i'd like to say again that fire extinguishers are meant to be aimed at fire. and rodney too. but not me!



and just to wrap it up, check out zul and dan trying hard just to understand the word flightcast. see dan trying with his phone? yes people, it's that serious. humans do go crazy with flightcast.



and there you have it. with only one post, you've already known 6 people and can instantly be selected as your new best friends. good times!

Photos People! Photos!

here i deliver to you all the latest installment of the fine series of typing known as flightcast. it's ok it's ok. really appreciate that. you're welcome.
ok where was i? ah. i promised that i'll be posting some photos right? but what happen if i disobey my promise? will i be considered an unparalleled piece of sickness to the human nature? or am i just typing crap just to annoy the heck of myself and perhaps you. anyway here it is:

day one:
registration and meet and greet...but honestly meet and creep!

the rrew cesidence


our batmobile


the creeping session.


my villa. it has 6 rooms and 2 baths and 2 poop suction device.


the cafe/ clubhouse/ chill room


the night scene

day 2:
visiting and meeting and living creeping to the max.

batch 10 in a tower


aviation fire department


jerk in front of a mirror

and thats it. i'll give you more, but for now that's all. now you know that i'm really lazy. but never ever blame lazy town for my laziness! bye bye