30 October 2008

i realised that friendster will send an email to everybody in my friends list everytime i updated this blog. i dont know how to stop that and im not really good at this kinda stuff.

i dont know about everybody else but i dont like really to fill my inbox space with…ermm..other people’s update?…not because i dont care about them but i prefer to go and visit their blog at my own time and i dont need any reminder to do it.

i have to admit that i visit a lot of blogs quite frequent whether they know that i know the existance of their blog or not. im not an easy person to be friends with but i do care about other people to a certain degree, only not as much as a good friend should be. it makes me happy to know they are happy, i take lessons from what they learnt in their lives, and I admire them for good things they did, all from a distance.

therefore i have decided to create another blog somewhere else.  i dont have time to choose the web host yet, but try google “iseeinme”.

see you when i see you! bye everybody.

Add comment October 29, 2008 ijaharun

28 October 2008

I was really annoyed by people who teased about my sleeping time. I knew i had slept a bit longer yesterday but i already stayed up for the last 3 days. To rub more salt to my wound, the new sample catcher also tease me about that this morning. I know where this began from. But i am not that mean to tease other people back.

I was about to say something nasty to him when a thought of being a little bit kind since he cannot celebrate deepavali with his family rush into my mind. But you mr, i would go to sleep anytime i want and i dont have to get recommendation from you.

Anyway, i know how does it feel when everyone at home is celebrating something without me in the picture. I was still OK on the first time. The subsequent were harder. No matter how many friends i have around or how many activities we organised, i will still crying. Because what i really want to do during hari raya is to kiss my parents hands in the morning and listen to takbir from the nearby mosque.

The last hari raya was very meaningful to me. After 3 years of celebrating hari raya in a seperate continent, i had almost all the people i love around me. I was also celebrating hari raya as a wife. The hari raya was so perfect. It was funny when i kissed my husband’s hands after my parents. I looked at him and said to myself, what is this guy doing here? haha. Then we ate so much satey that i managed to increase my weight by a kilo. Husband loves ketupat palas. I wish next time i know how to made it myself.

The pelita, the kid’s laugh, the chaos-ness to prepare the traditional foods on the Eid’s Eve complete the whole picture of hari raya that i want. I remembered thanking my husband so many times with tears on the edge of my eyes  because of his kindness for being with my family and me during that day. Can’t imagine how the hari raya will be when we have kids later.

Indeed, i am so lucky to have him in my life.

Thank you Allah, for giving me this precious gift.

October 27, 2008 ijaharun

27 October 2008

Yay, the mud cooler has arrived this morning and it’s working well by the afternoon. That would increase my likelihood to see the basement. Alhamdulillah. I wouldn’t regret if I don’t have to come back here again.

I drink coca cola last night to inject some caffeine in my blood. I want to stay up until we pass the last targeted zone. However the drilling has to be done slowly as the crews have to cool the mud manually. The bottom hole temperature was around 130 ^oC at 2 am. The rubber in BOP could only stand up to 110 ^oC before it melts. Since we have to circulate bottoms up many times to keep the temperature down, I decided to go to bed to get some sleep. Then BANG, I was deadly asleep until 1130 am the next morning. When I woke up we are about to enter the last formation before the basement. Damn it!

Yesterday, one of the rig crew irritates me so much. I was busy looking at the samples from the targeted zone when he came and ask for his photo. **** *** man. Can’t you see that I am in the middle of something? I was taking pictures of the cutting drier for my own record. You were there cleaning the machine that time and when you see me, you ask me to take your photo. It was a big mistake helping you that time cause now you call me a liar. Liar because of what? Cause I have to concentrate on the samples and I don’t have time to give you your picture? I would not sacrifice my time to entertain you instead of monitoring Petronas’s million dollars investment for this well. I’ll surely give you your photo and delete it as soon as possible from my hardisk.

Thinking about him me angry now.

Okay lar……enough talking about my bad times here…………..

I wonder if there is any JJ in Kuantan. I want to buy some lingerie and new dresses before I meet my husband at the airport. It has been a month plus since the last time met each other. We are very lucky this time; I come back to KL at the same time he flies to KL for a few meetings next week. I want to look fresh, free from any stress in front of him and gave him a breathtaking moment with the lingerie. HA-HA. My investment on the lingerie will be successful enough if I can see that look in his face. Last time I was so excited that I had unintentionally bored him with the story of how I went shopping and felt so lucky cause everything in the store is very cheap especially the lingerie bla bla bla. Maybe this time I should cut that off.

There’s a drilling break at 3 pm sharp today. Did we just touch the basement?

Alright, I have to call TD here for this entry. I want to follow the sample catcher to the mud shaker.

I had passed the chitchat obsession stage with a boyfriend long time ago (3 years). The boyfriend now is my husband and he too, would not interested in chit chatting with me anymore since we have better things to do.

How could a person be so double faces and say two different things at a time? Just like the other person, I also feel the same way. Whatever u says lar.

I am a kind of person who doesn’t really know to hide my emotion on the face. I also don’t know how to deal with harsh jokes. I know I am a sensitive person. Like what my mum once said, I am my grandma’s product. I was raised with so much attention and care. I was pampered with so many things. I was surrounded by people who are soft spoken when I was a kid. I never heard anyone’s fighting in grandma’s house. So my sensitivity is a degree higher from my other siblings. Even a slight increase in the tone could hurt me badly. One mean word could lead to misinterpretation. One unusual look could make me feel uncomfortable. So I am sorry if my emotion is too revealing sometimes.

October 27, 2008 ijaharun

26 October 2008

I realized my current job could be very stressing sometimes. Everyone wants to make their KPI looks better. Playing with the cost figures is a big part of our daily battle. The drillers want to drill as quickly as they can to save rig time. As for us the geologist, we have to take as much data as possible. To start the conflict, their tools (the bit) and our tools (MWD & LWD) are connected to each other, therefore being running together. As far as I am concerned, their tool has no limit in rate of penetration as long as the formation admits while our tools only take data at every 20 seconds. We can request for a shorter time interval but it will inversely proportional to the service price. So if they drill with high rate of penetration, the longer depth interval between data taken by our tools, therefore the less accurate data will be. This is only one of the conflicts. There are many more.

Sometime I wonder if the company purposely put us in such situation so not many people get a good KPI to save some more money.

I am having this weird mood today. Even a small matter could hurt me so badly.

Life is ever so strange and full of changes.

October 26, 2008 ijaharun

25 October 2008

belakang sy makin menjadi2 sakit nye….tahan je la ada 6 hari lagi nak balik ke darat..fikiran dah lama sampai, badan je belum..makan dah xslera, kalo ckp dgn hasben pon dah rs sebak2…isk lama nye tak jumpa..

tgh salin2 resipi yg sy berangan angan nak masak nnt, tetiba ade satu lagu ni. seriyes best. best la sbb sy pon tgh layan blues kan. anyway, this is to my dearest…

Tercipta Untukku

Menatap indahnya senyuman diwajahmu
membuat ku terdiam dan terpaku
mengerti akan hadirnya cinta terindah
saat kau peluk mesra tubuhku

Banyak kata
yang tak mampu kuungkapkan
kepada dirimu

Aku ingin engkau slalu !
Hadir dan temani aku !
Disetiap langkah ..yang meyakiniku.
Kau tercipta untukku
…sepanjang hidupku

Aku ingin engkau slalu
hadir dan temani aku
disetiap langkah
yang meyakiniku
kau tercipta untukku
meski waktu akan mampu
memanggil seluruh ragaku
ku ingin kau tau
kuslalu milikmu
yang mencintaimu
sepanjang hidupku

Aku ingin engkau slalu
hadir dan temani aku
disetiap langkah
yang meyakiniku
kau tercipta untukku
meski waktu akan mampu
memanggil seluruh ragaku
ku ingin kau tau
kuslalu milikmu
yg mencintaimu!!

October 24, 2008 ijaharun

23 October 2008

It has been in my dreams, it echoes in my head loudly, it screams inside me wanted to be done.

and the husband dont really want to talk about it. maybe because we have been seperated from each other for too long.

1.5 years by indian ocean.

1 year (until ??) by south china sea.

and now, i wanna go away further?

so……..to do or not to do?

Owh Allah please ease our way, and please bring us closer.

Biarlah saya mencuba, namun Allah Taala jua lah yg menentukan segalanya..

October 23, 2008 ijaharun

22 October 2008

The morning winds softly passing me by on its way to the land. It feels so peace and calm to just watch the sunrise and deeply inhale some fresh air at helideck. Every nearby rig is like our neighbors. I can see them from a distance looking radiant and serene but I cannot guess what’s really happening inside.

A day ago I heard the Top Drive System at Ensco 52 fall onto the rig floor. Ensco 52 is our nearest neighbor. All I can say is this TDS thing is really heavy and could damage just anything below it. Of course, the spoil will vitiate our operation too. Thank God I wasn’t being assigned there. Thank God all of our rig equipments here are working well as far as I’m concerned.

Anyone who did physics might be familiar with Geiger-Müller tube to measure some kind of neutron deviation or something like that. This Geiger-Müller tube is mounted in MWD tools to count the gamma rays emitted by radioactive minerals. I almost forgot about that experiment even though I’m sure it must been one of my favorite in the past cause I love anything to do with physics. I mean everything in between Newton’s theory up to our handsome tutor, Darren. But my physics brain partition was destroyed when I had to focus more on the rock in second year. There is some times when physics explanations are needed to support our theory why the fault is like this or why the orientation of the rock is like that, but physics in geology is not fun anymore. If I am one of Schlumberger engineer, I must feel very lucky cause apart from being really really highly paid by the company, I still can enjoy applying physics stuff in daily work.

Good news for today, welcome to my new salary.

October 21, 2008 ijaharun

21 October 2008

It’s a birthday of my roommate, my senior/trainer, the only girlfriend exists on this rig today. I was planning to put a happy birthday note on her alarm clock in case if I didn’t wake up for morning meeting, or if I attend the meeting I want to announce it to the other rig crews but it turned out that I fall asleep before her and I was still deadly sleeping until 9 am this morning. Neither plan was worked out but we managed to pull out a small party in ILO unit for her. That’s the least thing we can do, but I’m sure today she got so many surprises already.

Seeing at her holding tears from bursting through the eyelids while talking to her parents, I swear that I’ll avoid myself going through the same thing for my birthday. I just want to spend that day with the husband, nothing else matter.

The safest way to have my birthday secured on the land is by extending my time here, so there’ll be less risk for me to be sent away again. I also want to avoid from becoming an operation geologist at any circumstance. Operation geologist sucks; unless it is for oversea assignment cause at least we will get some allowance. If it is just in the town, one definite thing we’ll get is a big headache. Workings until late night including weekends at the office will be close to a routine. No overtime payment or unrecorded leave. So I am pretty pissed off with outside people who claim that we can get easy money in this company. And don’t ever bring up the bonus topic as well cause we have another name for it, it is called accumulative overtime payment.

I am currently waiting for the room boy to clean up my room. They already skipped 2 days just because I’m inside the room. I was once a housekeeper too so I know the tricks better than others. But today I’ll make sure there’ll be no more tricks for not cleaning my room.

I have this great idea to share with the husband the seconds I meet him. It is some sort of my retirement plan, which I hope will be in 2024 for maximum case. I’ll officially launch my plan around middle of next year. Finally I can think of something good for my retirement, alhamdulillah!

October 21, 2008 ijaharun

20 October 2008

Today I took as much time I want to sleep, shower, reading and writing in my room without any keen to go to International Logging Unit. Reading and writing is something I will impossibly do with the norm existence of TV and Internet. Because it is hard to conquer the remote control at TV room and the Internet is also very limited here, I made myself available for reading and writing. However the reading material I chose for today disappoint my verdict to its title. Writing is something I am doing now.

While showering, I noticed 3 pimples happily growing on my cheeks, 2 on right & 1 on left side. I reckon there’ll some more for the next drilling section. The yellow-coverall company should really give some incentives especially for ladies at the end of an offshore assignment for us to spend at the spa. And yet they keep stressing about our appearances at the office.

My hardisk isn’t working anymore. I tried to “repair” it based on a vivid memory of looking at my husband repairing his when we were at university. But it was a big mistake cause now my computer doesn’t recognize it at all. Argghhhhhhhhhhhh! I lost my thumbdrive here and now my hardisk is useless. I cannot stay long here without any entertainment. I already finished reading all the books in ILO unit except for their machinery’s manual and dictionary. I could read them as well to entertain myself but that would metamorphose me into a geek.

Maybe it’s a sign to come back home early.

Thank God at least the rig crew will start nipping up BOP and installing wellhead tonight. If nothing goes wrong, we might resume drilling again on Thursday. At least looking at the drilling parameter and doing some correlation will keep my head busy for a couple of week.

The radioman better reserve a seat for my ass in the helicopter on the 4^th November before I lost my mind.

October 20, 2008 ijaharun

19 October 2008

I hate small talks cause I tend to tell people more than what they should about me since I got quite out of control when the conversation becomes more exciting. At the end, I found that I know next to nothing about the other person while he knows a lot about me. And I really hate that.

Anyway, things are quite interesting tonight as we found a few hydrocarbon traces. I am so excited because I never experience that before. The last assignment only covered top-hole section.

In the afternoon a friend of mine told me that he’s going to buy a low cost house. I told him to get a medium cost house since the monthly installment is only rm100 difference, but he’s so afraid he cannot afford it. Plus, his wife is 4 months pregnant now. Life seems hard on him. Although the pay he got is quite good considering the low living cost in Terengganu, but his current job does not guarantee any better future.

I recalled myself complaining so much when I first came back to Malaysia. My one-month salary here is like one-week salary there. I remembered I spent close to rm 7k in the first 2 months to buy new dresses etc because I kept converting every thing I bought to AUD. Everything looks cheap but I forgot that my income wouldn’t be in AUD anymore. The husband must have been extremely patient with me at that time.

The point is, I felt very lucky and thankful to Allah after listening to his story.

October 20, 2008 ijaharun