{Monday, April 29, 2013} 12:12 AM
It has been almost a year since I started flying. I am still dreading it although at times I do meet awesome crew whom I wish I could fly with over and over again.

I have been asked (almost every flight) if I have any intentions of staying for long, and whether I will be putting my major to good use. I have a definite answer for the former, but still pretty much undecided for the latter.

They say follow your dreams. I thought this job was my dream until reality knocked me hard on my head. I am really exhausted as I have got minimal rest between each flight and on board it always seems like I am thrown to fight a war.

I am still trying to be optimistic and hoping that time will pass faster, but then again, I am afraid I have got no place to set foot on once I leave this job.

Sigh, it is so tough being a grown up. I really miss being a student.