Once upon a time....continued...

Once upon a time, there was this story written by a friend of mine whom I do not want to name. It's about this boy who can't pass the longkang no matter what he does. To make it worst, even the beggar from pasar malam who lost a leg and uses tongkat to walk can even pass through the longkang. So everyone else seems to left this boy behind and continued their journey. Time passes...

Meanwhile, this boy has learnt his lesson and he vows to pass this hurdle that seems to be stopping him from progressing. So, he set course with a different heading. But, the obstacle still stands. The longkang remains. In fact, this longkang has diverged into multiple longkangs so this lil' cute boy have to pass through all of them in order to have the slightest chance to catch up with his friends and not to forget the one-legged uncle.

So what this boy does is, he went far. In fact he went to this secluded area called Bankstown, and lived in Blacktown while Middle Eastern and Nazi's are having a war of their own. Anyway, it's West of Sydney, Australia just in case you don't know. This boy fought hard, not to say that Uncle One Leg never fought hard, but the focus here is the boy. So with his lifeless and hectic schedule, waking up 4 am in the morning to take an hour bus to the place he trains, for averagely 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, for 3 freakingly long months! Not to mention it's Summer, so your day is longer! But in the end of it. He's done it. He took his exam and scored high! Higher than so many Aussies or even Singaporean or whatever it is. He got his PPL(Private Pilot License)

Therefore, with the license granted to him, he took a plane start it up and up he goes flying high and mighty over the first longkang as if it's not there. IN fact, he was so high up he couldn't see the longkang anymore. There he goes, he realized that passing through this longkang ain't that hard. You just need to put effort into it and discipline. Intelligent counts too.

So, after struggling for 3 months he's finally back to his home. Sweet oh sweet Subang. Had a 2 weeks rest for CNY and off he goes again. Destination, Kota Freaking Bharu! He lives in this quite well equipped 30 floors apartment which incidently is the highest freaking building in the whole bloody Kelantan with 5 other batchmates! Now you know why it's a bloody kampung here. 2 in a room by the way. With the luxury of using the gym, swimming pool, sauna of Renaissance hotel situated next to the apartment, it's not that bad.

So long story short, he continues flying. Have classes 6 days a week now, studies hard. ONe by one, the longkangs are slowly fading behind him. He could see Mr. one-leg now. Not far ahead. So he decided to land slightly in front of him. Down he goes, the moment he landed he went to Mr. One-leg and decided to break his other leg. Just for fun's sake. He continues his journey. Not long after he saw his friends. Some in Australia, some UK, New Zealand some still in M'sia. Slowly but sure, he caught up with them. Not only have he caught up, he overtook them and it seems that he's about to reach the finishing line sooner than them. Well, we'll have to see then. End of story.

Anyway, the point of the story is not bout who reaches the finishing line first of who left who behind, or breaking the leg of Mr. One-leg whom is now Mr. Legless...

It's to tell you guys that I've passed my Freaking CAA-6 EXAMINATION!!!!! WOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!! NO more studying for exam for the next four months!!!! Just FLY FLY FLY!!!! SWEEEEETTTT MummAHHHHHHHH!!!! With a failure rate of almost 50%, where one would at least fail one paper, I have passed all at one go!!!! WOOOOHHOOOO!!!

I'm now a PPL, CPL and Frozen ATPL holder. Thank you. Welcome. I love you all! MUakz!!!

*Disclaimer* - The story above is fully fictional. It had nothing to do with real person whether dead or alive. It's not meant to be bitter nor make anyone angry. If you, in any circumstances felt a slight tinge in your heart, well too bad. Go report to your mom.