a very depressing weekend

Today I am supposed to go on a flight at 1140, which means that I am supposed to reach SYFC at 1040. since I reached at 1115 SHARP yesterday and my instructor said that I should be earlier, I decided that I should reach even earlier than 1040 (which is one hour earlier than my supposed take-off time).

And because yesterday I didnt memorise my checks properly I felt so guilty I stayed up until 1am this morning muttering on those engine checks and etc. to my surprise I even finished the vital actions before take-off, which is quite a lot given that I am only going to do sortie no.1. And oh yeah, I even memorised all the R/T calls until take-off and the ops normal calls during FILER check.

And then I had a very turmulous sleep because of so much memorising and I dreamt that I got expelled from the school for dont know what reason and I was wandering on the streets, and then I was so scared when I woke up I had to double triple check to convince myself that I am still a NANYANG girl. hmm I realised that I do love my school a lot even though I never proclaimed my love for it.

SO, when I woke up at 8am this morning cheerfully and anticipating the wonderful flight where I can prove to my instructor that I paid attention to my checks and that I can do my checks, I realised that it was, well, according to my dad, "raining cats and dogs". Or, if you want to say it technically, TS and SH, and Lightning Cat-1. (pardon me if I spelt it incorrect)

and so with not much hope I went to SYFC. The trip that was supposed to be 15min if go in a car took me 1 HOUR, and while I was standing in the rain waiting for the bus I was so...well, let's just say that I am very sad.

By some luck I managed to reach SYFC at 1030. And after the pre-flight brief I sat on the couch waiting for the rain to stop. To put it simply, i went through my checks again for like countless times until my brain decided that it couldnt stand that muttering anymore and so I went to the ops room, and stared at the window-->stared at the course 170 board--> realised that I am one of the last nine who up till now havent managed to land myself, no, fly myself in the sky,-->realised that i have to finish 2 sorties, complete one stimulator and then do another sortie by 8th Sept-->realised that it is quite impossible even though i have a 1 week hol in front, because "Every nanyang girl a mugger student of the society".

By 1200, (2 1/2 hours after I reached SYFC), they said that the flight is cancelled. So I went out to the club and realised that It is starting to rain again. and then I took the van, got to the main gate of seletar airport, and waited for 86. by the time I reached AMK it was 1230. and then I decided that I should go and buy a mask since I havent been sleeping properly for 1 whole week, and so I walked in the rain somemore. By the time I reached home I was soaked with rainwater and my jeans had turned 1 shade deeper than before.

after I applied that mask that is really cool (it's gel like but after it dries up you can peel it off like those that you see in ghost movies) and I fell asleep with 3 small patchs of masks still left on my face.

up till now, I have wasted 2 1/2 days. on what? I also dunno.