Showing posts with label course 007. Show all posts
Showing posts with label course 007. Show all posts

Pre-Graduation Party

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Have I mentioned that I've graduated from my Ground School? Maybe, maybe not. The point is, I was freed from Ground School officially on the 31st of January, 2008 and we (Course 007 a.k.a Mile Altus Stipes) threw a fantastic party before our graduation ceremony, which was the next day.

The party went on so great that it was unforgettable. Really, I mean, how often can you see me feeding these buggers with beers, vodkas, gins and tequilas?

Anyway, that bar was very crowded! We've invited technically the whole school of cadets and those who attended were of surprisingly over our expectations because most of them seriously LOVE to play hard to get (invite)! Those present were Course 005 to Course 010! I guess that was the only time that we had such a great party for such a long, long time!

I hereby thank all of them who were there and also to my Ex-Coursemates (which is Course 007). Without them, I would never have experienced the night life in the Philippines!

P/S : They were the very first ones who killed my boredom by taking me to the red light district here, at least, until I know my own ways!

Christmas Pool Party

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There was a christmas party, pool party on the day before I left the Phils. Well, it was a batch thing and so we each contributed P 400.00 (≈ US$ 10.00). We rented a place, ordered catering and bought a few (tens) of crates of beers.


A few days before the party, each of us picked a piece of paper with a name written on it. There was a reason why. It was to exchange gifts. Well, one will give the present to the name one picked and will receive from the other who picked the 'one'.



I got Dino and I've decided to give him a lighter. It's a really special blue-flamed lighter, cost slightly more expensive than the proposed budget. I wrapped it and filled the small packet up with soft tissues (shock proved!). How silly!



Ok, around 8 to 9 pm, we arrived at the destination with 6 or 7 cars. Food wasn't bad at all but the barbecue was no match with our Kajang Satay! At least that's what I think.



It was my phone's camera and I was BLOCKED! How could I not notice that there was a big my-head-sized decorative material hanging in front of me! Anyway, everyone seemed happy, well, before most were pushed down the pool! (They got happier after that!)



Gus was the first before Sonali. That was really a tricky one! Gus, gotcha! You can actually tell how fun it was by seeing onto his hands. "Good" signs both hands? Good, good!



Hahahaa! This was helluva better one! The GIRL was next! ROFL! Sad thing was... I was after her... How stupid I was for stupidly got distracted by my friend's crap-talk and my cell on my hand was taken away by him right before I was stupidly pushed... DOWN. Shit! My Converse and debit card and cash and lighter and... Fine, it was REALLY fun actually!



Last but not least, exchanging gifts! Hahaa, Jay was the first one to give and he was the first and only one who DIDN'T bring his gift. Pity James, the one Jay picked. Oh, the picture above (Otap, mini size of the Japanese biscuits you can find in many bakery shops here in Malaysia) was the gift from Andrew, who picked the my-name-written paper, who sits next to the guy behind me, whose bed is next to mine and who... whatever. Conclusion, one of the best nights! Love it!

P/S : Felt like my money was wasted because... I DIDN'T DRINK AT ALL... (I think I took one bottle... Never mind!)




OMNI Aviation on the 18th December

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Practical Joke on Sonali

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What happens when you have a naughty guy and a playful girl in a class? Practical jokes will do fine!

Ingredient number 1 : A paper plane.

Ingredient number 2 : A naughty boy who makes the paper plane.

Ingredient number 3 : A playful girl. (Yes, she's wearing the 'World Peace' pin that I designed on her lanyard)

Rock the plane on her hair, when she's not noticing it.
Needless to explain the rest.


P/S : She didn't notice it for about ten minutes up to half an hour!



Happy Halloween!

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Had fun just now! Went for Ghost Hunting at an abandoned hospital. Nobody, no
lights, no cars but who knows there were ghosts?! Hahaa, I don't believe them actually but even if there were, they're just spirits. NO harm done :)

Here's the pick of the day:



A guy stops at a farm house for the night.


Farmer : Sorry, we don't have a vacant room
but I can let you sleep with my daughter
if you promise not to touch her.

He agrees.

He goes inside the dark room, undresses and lies down. Then the daughter says,

"Please embrace me"

Guy : I can't. I promised your dad not to touch you.
Girl : Please, I'm getting cold.
Guy : (sighs) Ok then.

Next morning, he pays his bill and says,

"Your daughter was very cold"

Farmer : I know. She's been dead for two days.


HAPPY HALLOWEEN!



Dinner at RUMPA

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Had dinner at Rumpa, supposed to be American Steak but... I didn't quite enjoy it. Went with my fellow classmates-cum-dormmates. Definitely enjoyed the time spent but not the food, I emphasize again. Anyways, there must be something I liked, right? Well, the only
thing I really enjoyed was... MANGO JUICE (canned = not prepared by the restaurant)!








American Lunch

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I had an American lunch today but didn't quite liked it...

(beef, mash potato, corns and a bread)



Oh boy, how I miss Chicken Maryland from Milwaukee and QQ Cafe...

Gotcha, the Batch7 Style!

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Well, you see, everytime any one of the instructors enters the classroom, all of us have to stand in attention until he says "Sit Down" before we're allowed to sit and the bad thing about my class is that the door (left side of the class, as in the video) never fails to make a sharp squeaking noise which triggers everyone's brain to send the impulses to their legs and then react - STAND UP. Watch these videos and laugh! They tried to set me up twice but NEVER got me, yet..! Hahahahaa!

Main character in the video is the only girl in the class, Miss Sonali, 18 from India. Second youngest in the class after me. Hahaa.. Everytime we tried to set her up, we failed effortlessly. We got her this time!!

Gotcha too, Carlo!

Same-Old-COKE. Chup, Coca-Cola!

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Last Friday, 09/21, JP made my day, early in the morning!




The oldest, the rightmost, dated back to year 1894! Man, I'm loving it!

JP has been keeping those as novelties and of decoration purposes for around 10 years already and now, he gave them to me! How lucky of me to have such a nice FRIEND!

Birthdates

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Something makes me think twice of being here - celebration of my birthday.

I know, it's really far from today but when I think of it, sigh, who am I gonna celebrate my big day with? I love my family and friends and I would definitely hope to get some surprises (although none happened to me yet) and text messages from them. Honestly, those messages make me feel loved and belonged.

My course representative, John has asked everyone of us in the class to write down our date of birth. Here they are


Birthdates
Batch 007/07

Rodney - 8th January
John Go - 14th January
John Patrick - 3rd March
Dino - 9th March
Anthony - 1st May
Carlo - 7th May
Mark - 9th May
Fritz - 6th July
Emerson - 4th August
Sonali - 6th August
Gus - 28th August
Andrew - 6th September
James - 23rd September
Jay - 24th September
Ralph - 8th November
Gerard - 9th December
Billy - 28th December


Happy belated birthdays to those whom I didn't wish.

Sighs...




Boys' Night Out

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Day: Sunday

Date: 08/12/07

Time: Around 10pm

Venue: Doll House, Dunk Shot

It was a night before our test on the next day. My dorm-mates took me to, what they call ‘Girly Bar’ to have some drinks, at least that’s what they said. We went to Doll House somewhere at the Red Light District area before we went to Dunk Shot. As soon as I entered the bar, I can see a bunch a ladies/women dancing on the stage in their bikinis and thongs. One word from all 7 of us – FUGLY.

Sorry ladies for the offensive word.

Next. We had only one bottle of beer each and we proceeded to another bar to enjoy better ‘show’. Basically, it was supposed to be one of my friend’s night because he’s the only virgin there. So, we went off to another ‘better’ bar – Dunk Shot. That place had better security, I guess, because they searched our body and restricted cell phones to enter.

Once I entered the bar, it was indeed a better place because almost all the ladies there were prettier and most of them were naked but no worries guys, our Malaysian’s Flag and Philippinos’ Flag were not raised that time.

Hahaha…

We ordered 14 bottles of beer and each of us was supposedly to have two. Alright, so what they (the ladies) did was dancing solely on the stage with some cool songs playing. After a number of them dancing solely, they went up to the stage in a group and they danced together. My friends were asking me which one looks good and obviously, no lies, I said the lady in stripe top. She was hot and really attractive.

All I know was, after 5 or 10 minutes, that stripe-top lady was walking towards our tables and technically, walking towards me. Then, she sat next to me. I was like, “Shit! I don’t like prostitute”. I repeat, I DON’T like P-R-O-S-T-I-T-U-T-E and definitely don’t know how to reject other people. Anyways, we chatted and had a great time together but still, I think she was dirty…

The two bottles of beer, I’ve finished them but the lady then took my friend’s bottle and poured it to my glass, so I drank it. Later, the COCK came and offered us a VIP room. I really don’t feel like doing anything because I have a test tomorrow (what a lame excuse, I know). Moreover, I really hate prostitute. Then, I’ve learnt a way of rejecting from my Philippino friend, that is to give a gently handshake to the prostitute, meaning you don’t wanna fuck her. I’ve rejected her. My friends were like, “Oh shit, such a waste! Why don’t you just fuck her?” She went off normally. My friend then took our friend’s bottle of beer and poured it into my glass again. I drank it. Don’t worry, I wasn’t drunk and was sober but was a little too quiet in his Land Cruiser.

Honestly, it’s a waste IF she’s not a prostitute. Oh well, it’s not like I need it this moment, don’t I?

Alright. That’s it for now. There’s another tipsy-me when the other batch offered me drinks the other day. Seven cans. Will be posted soon. See you again!

P/S: Girly Bar is where you find prostitute(s) to have sex with. Sigh, fuck the security guard, no pictures for this post...