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au revoir . . . . . Monday, August 27, 2007

it has been some time before my last posting.

work has been busier. responsibility has increased ten-fold. portfolio has quadrupled just over night.

i suppose this is a fitting time to say GOODBYE to this blog. a medium where i channelled most of my frustrations, some of my inner feelings and a little overview on the things we the 79'ers and friends love to do.

as i look to the future and lament my past mistakes, i believe the future holds much more promises that the past. i hope.

thank you and god bless...

BuGe @ 6:48 PM

downer . . . . . Sunday, August 05, 2007

the srikandi futsal tourney didn't go too well. one team crashed at the group stage, while the other one went out at the 2nd stage. i haven't got the final report from the manager, but i guess a congratulatory note is still due, for participating. maybe next time boys...

on a more serious note, last night i was informed by my kid brother that my parents have been admitted to the hospital due to suspected dengue.

so i called my dad this morning, and true enough that he was admitted and was discharged yesterday but then by that time my mom's turn to be admitted. her case is worse than my father's because of her being diabetic coupled with high blood pressure. i related this to the lim the engineer in charge and reasoned that since there is no critical operation going on at the moment, i might as well use this window to pay my parents a visit. he said ok, of course.

half of the crew were planned to leave today anyway, so lim said once there is a relief for me tomorrow or the day after, i should be on my way back. guess i have to wait anxiously for tomorrow if there is any chopper to fly me back to kerteh and if that happens, i'll definitely be on my way to kota bharu pronto.

BuGe @ 9:38 PM

srikandi futsal tourney . . . . . Saturday, August 04, 2007

at the moment the boys are playing in srikandi futsal tourney at rio de futsal. all the best to them boys... kalau both teams boleh masuk final cunn jugak.

BuGe @ 12:45 PM

another delay? . . . . . Thursday, August 02, 2007

it didn't go too well either after we've finished the job. coz looks like instead of completing this tough campaign in another 10 days, it will be another 2 weeks or 3 weeks. who knows... it can be longer than that.

why?

they ran a dummy seal assembly down there and it got stuck. now they've called the 'fisherman' to come and fish the bloody thing out. these fuckers always take their time and it could be ages before i get to see real land again.

fcuk...

BuGe @ 11:44 PM

a very tough campaign . . . . . Wednesday, August 01, 2007

a high profile job as huge as this shouldn't be having as much problems as we've been through... ideally. if only life's that simple. suffice to say, we are not living in an ideal world. we are living somewhere offshore terengganu, where all the jobs have had its own downfall. but the mood was not too bad, considering we all have each other all these while.

yesterday we were preparing all day, expecting to start our job sometime early morning around 2am, or the earliest would be midnight. once i was done around 1930, i decided to sleep at 2000 only to be tossing and turning, a few more tossing and turning on the bed until the time was 2130 and the tourpusher was paging for our lead engineer's name.

i knew... straight away that i woudn't be sleeping for at least the next 20 hours. and so it went, everything was smooth sailing until the time we were about to pump the main job approximately 1500 this afternoon, when the real problem striked.

it was supposed to be easy. the easiest part of the whole job yet the failure could cost us a few million dollars in future revenues. how difficult it is to open a butterfly valve and let the sand, just over 75,000 lbs of sand come down?

it was not that easy. for some bad engineering design, and the weather did not help. that's why people say dont fcuk around with mother nature, coz it has its way of coming back and haunt your sorry ass down. but we tried, tried so damn hard in that 40 minutes of pumping, inducing the sand down. but it was not meant to be i guess...

how do i put it in laymen's term? it was as if, we were running for 1500m run, but we didn't keep our pace. we finished the job, nonetheless, but we burst at the starting point, slowed down at 200m, picked up pace at 400m only to slow it down and it happened a few more times until the end. finally, the long distance run was completed but nobody cheered you at the end because the yo-yo you did throughout the 1500m was an eyesore. just like the graph we pumped... was an eyesore. the worst, and i could say the worst job we've pumped for the jobs i have been on to.

i know i came only halfway through the campaign, but of course i don't want to see things like this happened. it doesn't do any good to your spirit, and it doesn't do jackshit to your self-esteem too. i dare not post the photos immediately after the job, or our photos right now... coz it's just too depressing.

the clients at the kl office were livid, to say the least. they were not impressed at all. guess the next well (which is the final one) will have to be our saving grace... if we want to hold on to the loosely hanging future revenues...

BuGe @ 4:28 PM

more delays . . . . . Sunday, July 29, 2007

waiting for the chopper at kemaman helibase from sunday, and finally getting on one on friday was really an insult. i mean, how hard does it take to organise people on a limited number of choppers?

stupid monkeys.

anyhow, more delays on this job. first ever job offshore terengganu. so far, the food is good. first class, i'd say but the job... one after one problems keep coming not just our way but each and every service hands way!

guess it's time to relax and take it easy...

BuGe @ 12:10 PM

Meaningful Speech by Pulitzer Prize winner: Anna Quindlen . . . . . Wednesday, July 25, 2007

This was a speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quindlen at the graduation ceremony of an American university where she was awarded an Honorary PhD.

"I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work. You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree: there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank accounts but also your soul.

People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is cold comfort on a winter's night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've received your test results and they're not so good.

Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my work stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the centre of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends and they to me.Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cut out. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, at best mediocre at my job if those other things were not true.

You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are.So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger pay cheque, the larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast?

Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on abreeze at the seaside, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water, or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a sweet with her thumb and first finger.

Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone.Send an email. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beer and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough.

It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, and our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.

I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear. Read in the back yard with the sun on your face.

Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived".

BuGe @ 9:49 AM

hello mr john mcclane . . . . . Tuesday, July 24, 2007

at 12:00pm i went to watch die hard 4 at megamall kuantan just now. i like the plot. as expected, there were elaborate explosions and bangs and booms all the way through to the end of the movie. now i am checking my emails and later on planning to give cherating a short visit. but in the first place, why am i doing all these in the first place on a working day?

you see, as a quite-recently-only-just-became close friend messaged me a few days back, she said "oh well, dah kerja kan, so terpaksa lah pergi kemaman. i'm sure you'd prefer to be in kl anytime."

hell yeah brope! (brope stands for brother. a creative-minded chick-friend of mine improvised and added the 'pe' and somehow it got stuck!). i mean, who wants to be a corporate whore? let me rephrase; who wants to be an oilfield trash cum corporate whore?

nobody dude...

i just hope i can go to work whenever i want to and bugger off whenever i please. but it ain't going to be like that. unless you were born as a trust fund baby or you got married to the king of the oil rich sultanate. ha!

as of now, i have to be grateful for the job that i have - no matter how uncertain it can be at times - and do it right. but whenever situations like lack of chopper to offshore (sunday & monday) and no chopper (today) to offshore, i might as well capitalise on it and go jalan-jalan while i still can.

was planning to take kamal's advice and check out kemaman kopitiam in front of kuantan megamall - for the foods, for the ambience and of course... for the chicks kuantan has to offer :)

maybe i shall do just that...

BuGe @ 4:02 PM

cancelled trip . . . . . Sunday, July 22, 2007

ha!

good thing that i work for a service company, coz on this part of the world - service company hands are not as important as the clients (smirk). the 1425 chopper earlier was full and i was told to come back again tomorrow. time for some of the infamous kopi haipeng. definitely going to check it out later, and see what's all the big fuss.

God bless kemaman. :)

BuGe @ 5:02 PM

offshore kemaman . . . . .

the 3 and a half hour drive yesterday from dp to kemaman was a long one. not because of the distance but because of travelling alone. the lack of sleep the nite before (friday) didn't help either. went to sleep around 0630 and by 0830 yesterday morning was woken up by the call from raja in kemaman that i had to be in kemaman before 1800.

and today, tabu b platform beckons. i shall be checking in at the helibase in kerteh around 1300, and God knows how long will i be offshore for this trip. quietly hoping that we'll finish just in time for me to shoot to redang in early august with the boys with their partners. should be a good trip for singletons like athen & i... ha ha ha

till then...

BuGe @ 10:27 AM