3rd week in Tamworth

i'm into my 3rd week in tamworth, australia. growing fatter by the day. you can't believe how different it is here and back at home. the food is always, meat. lamb, beef, pork, chicken, you name it, they got it. haha..

trying to keep fit by playing basketball. well... ain't really working out fine. i'm just shooting the ball, not really running about. i'm not sure is it the altitude that i'm at, or i'm just unfit. i'm 1300 ft above sea level, i guess the air has less O2. hoping that's the case. haha... or else when i go back home, it's a hell lots of running to get back my fitness again. -_-

suppose to have my test 1 yesterday, but was cancelled due to bad weather. postponed to monday. now i'm having the mood of... pass = good, fail = ORD LOH!!! and i ask myself many times, which is better? seriously, which is better? get over and done with the national service, or continue having lots and lots of shitz but you're getting paid with a very decent salary.

i ask myself again, is pilot the path for me? is it the best opportunity i've got? is it the life i want? if i really become a pilot, what will it affect? my family? spouse? pilot does travel a lot.

how does anyone knows what's the best path for them? which is the job they want to dedicate their life to? is it the best subject that they can score in their secondary education? and hence studied that in university and thereafter graduating with a degree hoping that this piece of paper with the justicfication of them excelling in their individual fields will bring them to a good career life? nobody knows exactly what will happen in the future. how will it affects them, and the people around them, no one knows.

it's like choosing your life partner. some get attached, and then deattached. you can't do that in jobs right? becuz it will take like forever to get into a different field, unless it's jobs like business. you just need the brain, not the cert for that. so in love, when we have a chance to choose, pick, and decide, we will always do. getting fussy, picky, and cautious over what we want. it's like the virtue of all mankind to fully utilise what we can, to make it all worthwhile.

rmb the scenario of asking a person to walk through a garden, and then picking the most beautiful flower he see? he just kept picking and throwing and picking and throwing. that's damn stupid. he should have just pick all of them, bundle them up together. haha... or he can just choose one flower and stick to it.

as for me, i will just walk through the whole garden first, then second round, i will just pick the chosen one.

talking too much crap. it's bored here.

i completed mega man x3, again. seriously, bored.

at most 3 more weeks. then i'll be home.