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{Friday, January 3, 2014} 1:31 AM

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It's the 3rd day of a brand new year, yet nothing changes.

It's one of those many nights where I feel like I'm burying myself in self-pity again. I feel awful, but here I am, allowing myself to feel this way over and over again for the past year.

What do I want in life? I have no idea. One thing for sure is that this is NOT what I want, but why am I still hanging on to that frail hope of seeing myself enjoy it as days go by? Why so? Haven I given myself more than enough time to make a difference to my miserable life?

What am I doing seriously? So much has been said but nothing has been done.

Please grant me the courage to take the leap of faith.

It's really NOW or never...

{Friday, November 29, 2013} 12:56 AM

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On my flight to Hanoi on Wednesday morning, an Indian old man came up to me to request for a blanket as he was not feeling well. It was a short flight thus no blankets were preset on the seats.

I went back to him shortly with a blanket and he thanked me politely.

He was all smiles despite not being in the best state that day. He had his meal and did not ask for anything else till we landed into Hanoi.

While disembarking, he stopped at my door and told me, "you are a very good crew, and I thank you for that."

His simple remark made my day. Passengers' appreciation of the efforts crew have put in makes me appreciate my job more.

What I am trying to put across is that, making someone's day is not tough; it is the willingness to express it that really matters, and it is what's lacking in people nowadays.

We demand, we expect, but we do not give gratitude when granted.

{Saturday, November 9, 2013} 3:58 AM

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today marks my 1.5 years of flying. that exludes my 3+ months of training.

just a few days ago, I met one of the reds who terrorized me when I just started flying. she would have probably forgotten me but her face stays etched in my mind.

she still looks like an old witch since the day I met her but now, I am more confident and not afraid to stand up for myself. I no longer allow myself to swallow any blame for others. you do it, you own up.

{Wednesday, November 6, 2013} 11:25 AM

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less than a year ago, I broke the ligament on my right wrist and had to undergo physio therapy for several months. I paid a few thousand dollars to get it treated.

two weeks ago, I came home from Riyadh with really dry skin and spots started appearing. apparently I was bitten by bedbugs and my skin has yet to recover.

what's with me and this job? maybe it's not meant to be. maybe it's not.

{Wednesday, October 16, 2013} 6:44 PM

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everytime a friend whom i haven been talking to contacts me, i know for sure that he didn't contact me just to ask about my well-being.

you know it's easy for you to just send me a photo/description of the item that you want me to help you purchase when i'm overseas, but have you ever thought of the hassle i have to go through just to locate it for you?

i have to google my way there > ask for directions if googling fails > find shop, look for item > look for wifi to contact you reg. prices > go back to the shop > settle tax refunds procedures > queue up with probably a million other tourists to get the refund back.

the next time someone asks me for help, I WILL REJECT IMMEDIATELY. sorry but please do not take my kindness for granted.