Sisterhood

We found a spot on the beach, the bean bags were big enough for us to sit and lean back. I looked up to the sky and saw that the stars were already out. Two days and nights together, and it felt really nice to chill and reconnect and eat of course. It felt like a school trip, minus the uniform and annoying teachers.  Haha.

The conversations, the food, the laughter, even the tears.  Thank you for the camaraderie, for the love, for everything.

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Bring me the dawn

It was not a difficult choice, but I took my time just the same. Deliberated, consulted, thought some more. Until I was fully convinced of where my future lies. Not in education, not as a news rehasher and not as a ride sharing driver.

So this morning I sat down and wrote about myself and why I should be here at the RMN Headquarters a while longer. There is a 50 per cent chance I will get the assignment, or not. We’ll have to wait and see.

With all that is going on around me, this would provide stability in a turbulent patch of my journey. Who knows, I might be able to sail with one of the new ships for a bit. Heh.

I’m not young anymore

The year 2016 ended on a really good note, in the sense that I had achieved some milestones I could be proud of, although I did not plan for them. Hah.

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After a month into 2017, I still work on the 17th floor and I still have to juggle my finances to keep being in the black. A new writing gig meanwhile is wrecking havoc with my sleeping schedule. I guess I forgot that I am not a 23-year old cub reporter who could work 12 hours a day and live on coffee to sustain me. Forgetting things is one proof of this process people call aging. Hah.

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Meeting an old friend after being out of touch for a long time is nice. It is also a reminder of our past, which is something we should not dwell on too much. Life happens, we move on. It doesn’t matter if we were the ‘what-if’ or the ‘one who got away’. It only matters if any of us still have unresolved issues, I think.

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I am still undecided whether I should carry on with the Navy assignment or go back to be a ‘normal’ reservist.

Nothing left to break

My second Royal Langkawi International Regatta, this time as a Blue Angel in IRC2. Only four boats in the group, and I felt like we might not have a chance at line honours. However, with the lowest handicap and some decent finishes, we came in second overall. Phoenix, the winning boat, was just too fast for us. Even with an OCS where she had to do a penalty on the start line, she managed to win EVERY. RACE. Simply awesome.

Blue Angel - cruiser yang berangan nak jadi racer

Blue Angel – cruiser yang berangan nak jadi racer

It felt good to be up on stage again, after our Raja Muda adventures last November. Too bad for the Navy/MAF team, URANUS was no competition to the TP52’s, and having a makeshift crew didn’t help things. Stiff competition in the Sports Boat category too, but they managed to sneak in as runner up after Tom & Co. improved their standings in the final few races.

On the social side of the event, I guess I did pretty well, considering how I stuck to my own lot in 2015. This time there was a surprise connection with my JB friends and Eddy made sure we did a few rounds of mingling. Some really old photos resurfaced and there were plenty of stories exchanged over drinks, nasi with gulai and loud music.

Sunset at Bass Harbour

Sunset at Bass Harbour

There were some glorious sunsets too, at the marina and one while visiting Labarque. Patrick opted out from volunteering at the regatta, so he kept Tigger the cat company on the boat while Elizabeth was on the water at Mark A with Che Ajis and Tengku Deen, along with Tom the retired US Navy diver.  Managed to go on board for a short visit and spent a couple of hours with the Labarque people before I headed to the airport on Sunday.

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I left my heart in Langkawi during my first RLIR. I think I got it back. Not entirely healed, but quite at peace with the universe.

Coming through in waves

I never thought of sailing for leisure, it has always been about racing.

Eddy said that yesterday and it occurred to me that I feel the same way. Even the few times I joined the pakciks to bring FORTISSIMO X out, all of us treated it as training, to try out a new equipment or simply to reconnect with the boat and make sure she is race worthy.

The one time I joined a couple of friends on a boat delivery job, it did feel like an assignment, with some elements of adventure and drama attached to it.

However, it would be nice to have a boat to just set out for a few hours to just enjoy the moment. Just like Jamie Cullum‘s song.