honestly, i think i had a good 2 days of work.
to be brutally more honest, i think it was because i could just be myself and avoid spending unnecessary emotional effort on trying to make people feel more.... comfortable? hahas. ok. not that best choice of words but along those lines. yep and so with that, life was alot more easier.
okk....phhhhheeeeewwwww.
one deep long breath out.
i'm like trying to multitask abt 7 (or more tasks) on hand for now. feeling likka Air Traffic Controller. the main task on hand is just photo editing.. but i'm falling asleeep. so i need to keep doing other things to just stay alive for that few more shots man.
anyway. as usual. i've got many things that i wanna share/say...
but i think whatever comes, comes.. ahahaas.
(as i blog and do my stuff, so if things dun link (actually thats usual. ahhahs), sorry! ahhaaahs)
these 2 days i've learnt alot.
the ironic thing is that though there weren't as much flights to do, the learning curve never fails to decline even after the 3rd cycle!
for the first morng shift, i think the major lesson learnt was during 'Fan Trim Balance'. sounds simple, harmless and easy right. but. it took us 5 hrs rather than the expected 2-3hrs.
ok. its bascially about reducing the vibration of the engine. and to do that, u need to do a full engine run which takes maybe about 15-20mins (with all the gg up, checks, clearance and blah blah blah). and about painstakingly being accurate about removing 24 bolts, components, whilst being organized and knowing that u're dealing with super calibrated stuff and on the [inserts holy aura music] aircraft engine. ahhahs. all carried out in the rain, slippery wet ground/surfaces, and it gets slightly more challenging when night falls.
now that sounds more challenging huh? hahas. actually its ok la. just exaggerating alittle.. bit more. ahahs.
the vibration value was much higher than the usual high. each WHOLE procedural change reduces about half the vibration value. literally, the results get printed/shown clearly on the screen as the engine runs. so after the change, while looking at the value, we keep our fingers cross and hoping that the value wouldn't rise.... somewhat similiar to looking at the every rising/falling value of market shares. because the deviation was so darn high, we needed to repeat the whole process, again. hahas. for the tower guy also quite poor thing. must wait in the cold, under the protection of his.. erm. not so sheltered towing truck. ahhas.
and so, we completed it at 8pm.... ever since 330pm. hahas.
i mean the duration of time spent on a technical fault really varies and relative. but really, the process though tedious and simple, pretty much involves much patience and persistence.
so at the end of the day when we all saw the value dropped from super high, to a vitrutally 0.0 (at one point of time when all the other 'no-defect' vibrations had some values) while raising the thrust, it really did felt good. hahas.
so from that, i really learnt that patience and persistence pays off.
never give in to a lapse of concentration or complacency which fully, u know that u're really dealing with a machine that u can either make it a successful mode of transportation for people from vast geographic location to another, or literally a time bomb.
yea and another thing that amazes me is how small stuff and make sucha BIGGG impact. its like telling u that one small coin can cause the whole plane to vibrate like mad.
and if u can see from the photo if the engine above, u can see that some of the bolts have and extra 'covering' over it. those are the weight balancers. its freaking small and light. the heaviest one is no heavier than one of my baby terrapins at home and the lightest one of probably weighs evening lighter than my earrings. just add in a few, minus a few... and the difference is freakin' obvious.
yep. and so while all the that, the sun was setting. and with the reflection of the wet ground presented by the rain, it made everything more chillax.
and as for today.
first time i went on a B737-classic.
omg. i would really want to deny that it was love at fight sight because all along, i know that 747 stands quite firmly in my heart. bbbuuuuuuut... ahhahas. i can sense that i'm starting to feel more for the plane. as some of the engineers explains, this plane is made is sucha a way that for maintence, it requires no ladder or elevating platforms and stuff like that. except for refuelling, hence explains the how-apt ladder that we used today. haven't really touch on AirLaw to know the difference of the 'categories of planes'. but anyway, it's still commerical plane hence its size. ahhas. so in another words, this ladder explains it all. (:
ahhas. and i rmbr when eugene was sharing with us about the amt of corrosion that this plane has to deal with because of its usage, i really felt damn sad for the plane. HAHAHS. to a point that i felt that i was treating the plane likka living-thing. hahas. he further adds on like in some maintenance practices for this plane, some of the bigger size ppl literally have no access to it. whoas. i tell u, all the more i feel that this plane is made for me man. hahhahahahahas.
and when in the cockpit... freakin' ol'skool k. hahahs. everything looked so manual. i mean u've gotta be frequently exposed to the A320 cockpit to really grasp that kinda feeling man. hahahhahas.
but the time we had was probably less than 30mins in total. so i only had a quick 1min glance of the cockpit.
hahas. and..
all that; vs just trying to remove the pitot tube socks of the B747. HAHAS.
anyways. there's a time and place for everything right.
plus and minus.
just like how light can't co-exist in darkness.
ya. and now i feel like trying to get the B737 as my first type-license. hahhaas. then the 747. then the 320. AHAH. long way to go marian. still long long way.
and yes. small things do have bigggg repercussions.
hahas. sorry if i'm boring u with all the aviation stuff. but i just need to share my excitement.
so thats about the 2 lessons learnt.
[ok. finally done with the editing!!!! now burning. BURN BURN BURN]
lastly, my life.
hahas.
my body clock is more or less screwed.
just living by pure visual cues for the day of the week and audio sounds from the alarm clock.
my wkends are burnt. ): and more to be burned.
but that's what shift work is also all about right.
and today, big rain. flight delays. everything was seemingly moving at a slower pace though it was actually more or less the same as another other day. hahas. (but i came home to find out that there's some major checkin probs for some of the airlines today; hence the delay and all).
the evening sun didn't fail to shine so goldenly today; making my saturday much better, considering that i actually missed the final game for my touch league this morng just so i can come to a no-pay OJT. i mean the sch should try and negotiate some form of allowances right. abt 19 days of parking in the airport probably nearly cost about $30. that may be a small sum and easily pass off as petty cash. but it means about 6hrs of sending deliveries in the hot sun ok. but ok. the good tradeoff is the knowledge, experience and friendships i gain. so with that, i hold my peace with a bright smile to match the golden evening (and a airplane in the background). hahahahs.
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ok. on my life, life.
today, by accident, i found out some stuff.
i shouldnt be blogging too much details here coz i really dont know who is really reading all this stuff.
anyway. hahas. it's freakin' just like some hk drama... like how ppl find about the truths, #livingalie all these while. hahas.
those kind like u know,.. the girl wants to go into the room to put something on the table just like normally, then 无意中 found out and accidentally read some documents to find out that she's an adopted child or smth like that. HAHHAS. ya. thats the whole situation and feeling.
really damn drama. so drama that when i found, my first initial reaction was LOL, then the respective feeling/response to the content of the surprise. ahhahhhahhas.
i didn't want to believe that the iceberg do have that mass below its surface;
neither do i want to take all those jokes as something stirring realistically.
honesty, i'm damn afraid and to a point, exhausted, to face all these again.
i've just (i think) not easily solve 1 whole episode of it. but this time, it feels likka stage 2, now the whole situation is 'interlinked' in that sense.
i'm really so tired of this. and i want to pay no attention to it.
so with that, i'm gg to seal it off with a 'act blur live longer' motto, forcing myself to pretend that i've not seen/heard anything.
lets just see how it goes. and on the other hand, i just should be more careful.
either i'm too extreme.
or they're just too extreme.
idk but i treat guys and girls quite equally. just that i'm more careful with girls coz i'm scared to hurt their feelings, but for guys, i'm usually just damn open about anything and #likkebro in everything.
but i guess, i must say that guys may just be, on the other hand, more sensitive and like to complicate things. so much for attributing the girls with regards to this aspect.
all along, i really choose to believe that guys are genuinely more chillax, open and erm... just dont have that common thought-process like a typical girl. ok. i think i'm just severely wrong to pass off such a generalistic statement and assumption.
wah. i just feel like i'm fighting this battle in mist and dense fog and look like i'm not at it at all. turns and twists.
i think that's really the main point.
and blogging here is probably the only way i can vomit all these knots, reboot, and start the next day again.
okok.
act blur live longer
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