Thursday, July 13, 2006
Maybe we didnt connect. But i knew i tried.
'Request W3 to vacate, SOLO cancelled due to heavy cross wind.'
WTF~
WHERE THE HECK IS MY SOLO U FUCKING FAT FAGGOT!
Ok, fine. Strong head wind at 10-15knts is wad they said. bla bla bla~
And u moved on to impress me that its for my own safety. I hav short landings, dangerous. Wind bad. Against you.
BULL CRAP MAN.
I know, its so very uber nice and sweet for u. U have your pressures as well. Sending SOLO isnt easy for an instructor. But u knew i was confident enough!
Why the fuck u get all gurly?
protect me from WIND!!
fucking pissed.
I know, i owe my flying knowledge, life and career. All to you. And i thank u for everything. I really do.
For you are the man who taught me how to spread that wings and fly, soar into the sky.
I really thank you.
But sadly, your kindness and safety rules will never ever be enough to satisfy my urge and hunger to fly as high as the pipers can allow me to.
The weather is a bitch. So is my throat and headache.
Every single damn thing that goes into and down tt esophagus hurt like stucked fishbone.
awful. Plus some worm eating up my brains or someting. Terrible.
But still there are things to smile about. Like a shelther in the storm.
Damn, i find myself super whiny recently. Fuckin pussy.
Shall stop gaying soon. HAHAHA.
where are you when i needed you most.
when i am king.
Loti-talks stepped on your garbage at