Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Hopkee with Gen in New York... Yum Yum
Wake Me Up When September Ends
I got my roster last month for September and I almost almost had a seizure.
I WAS supposedly on top bid, and got the worst roster in my life.
To begin with, they gave me:
>Bangalore
two days off,
Colombo- Male
three days off
Kuwait
Jeddah
Cairo
Dhaka
Delhi
finally, a day off after 5 back to back turnarounds
2 day ACCRA via Abidjan
Nairobi
and Zurich
I desperately desperately wanted to get rid of my Colombo, but then later I found out, I AM UNABLE TO SWAP, AT ALL!!!!
I emailed everyone I could think of who would be able to help me but just ended in vain. Nobody was able to help me, they kept on pointing me from one department to another. And I just burst into tears, and couldn't stop crying... =( I was sulking for three days. my husband found me completely mental because I was so depressed and was so frustrated.
Well, to be honest I thought I was going mental too. My mom told me that I was being waited for by my grandmother who has stage 4 cancer and had meager months to live. Of course I am shattered coz my roster wouldnt let me go home. An emergency leave applies to immediate family only, who I guess would die before you even get all the documents ready, so your supposedly emergency leave, becomes sympathy leave which in turn would be taken out from your official leave days in the end. sigh.
Thankfully, the Lord heard all our prayers and my grandmother seemed better, so I was not forced to take EL. I could see her on my October leave, which I took for my hubby's birthday. Thank God I married a very good man, who understands all my shortcomings. but I'm not happy about it, just plain guilty.
Anyway, I got sick, maybe because I was crying for days. I was just so weak. And as the saying goes, there's a rainbow always after the rain. For some reason, there were no more tears to shed, I begin smiling again. I was happy to have fininshed all my turnarounds without being bitter. Evryday I would wake up with a prayer. I hope my flight today will not drive me insane. Please give me bearable passengers. =) and my prayers were answered, the flights were all done and overwith.
See that's the thing with rosters, or life, you don't always get what you want. Yet whenever it does not come in your favor, then be an adult, accept it and deal with it. I didn't think I could, I have always thought I would call sick just because I was scared of shitty flights. Instead, I had a good time at work, I totally changed my state of mind.
But the story is different with next month, coz I LOVE my roster. Maybe it was because of September's roster that I appreciate next month's.
I WAS supposedly on top bid, and got the worst roster in my life.
To begin with, they gave me:
>Bangalore
two days off,
Colombo- Male
three days off
Kuwait
Jeddah
Cairo
Dhaka
Delhi
finally, a day off after 5 back to back turnarounds
2 day ACCRA via Abidjan
Nairobi
and Zurich
I desperately desperately wanted to get rid of my Colombo, but then later I found out, I AM UNABLE TO SWAP, AT ALL!!!!
I emailed everyone I could think of who would be able to help me but just ended in vain. Nobody was able to help me, they kept on pointing me from one department to another. And I just burst into tears, and couldn't stop crying... =( I was sulking for three days. my husband found me completely mental because I was so depressed and was so frustrated.
Well, to be honest I thought I was going mental too. My mom told me that I was being waited for by my grandmother who has stage 4 cancer and had meager months to live. Of course I am shattered coz my roster wouldnt let me go home. An emergency leave applies to immediate family only, who I guess would die before you even get all the documents ready, so your supposedly emergency leave, becomes sympathy leave which in turn would be taken out from your official leave days in the end. sigh.
Thankfully, the Lord heard all our prayers and my grandmother seemed better, so I was not forced to take EL. I could see her on my October leave, which I took for my hubby's birthday. Thank God I married a very good man, who understands all my shortcomings. but I'm not happy about it, just plain guilty.
Anyway, I got sick, maybe because I was crying for days. I was just so weak. And as the saying goes, there's a rainbow always after the rain. For some reason, there were no more tears to shed, I begin smiling again. I was happy to have fininshed all my turnarounds without being bitter. Evryday I would wake up with a prayer. I hope my flight today will not drive me insane. Please give me bearable passengers. =) and my prayers were answered, the flights were all done and overwith.
See that's the thing with rosters, or life, you don't always get what you want. Yet whenever it does not come in your favor, then be an adult, accept it and deal with it. I didn't think I could, I have always thought I would call sick just because I was scared of shitty flights. Instead, I had a good time at work, I totally changed my state of mind.
But the story is different with next month, coz I LOVE my roster. Maybe it was because of September's roster that I appreciate next month's.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
PF Chang's in MOE With Monet =)
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Violent Kisses From Vaughn, I miss Home =(



My Nephew thinks for a fact that Crowne Plaza is my House. =)
He once said: Ninang, ang laki laki naman ng bahay mo! ( your house is so big! )
He is Three Years old and for some reason, he has the strength to pin me down and kiss and lick me violently!
He adores Egine my sister.
He likes my friend Graciette.=)
Has a crush on my friend Angela.
Looks up to big boy Kuya Gelo.
He speaks his three year old mind.
and does not stop talking.
He is hyper all the time.
He sings songs I dont know.
He plays psp. and adores butt lightyear.
Still can't pronounce S. so S is still T.
He said, ninang, ang tekti mo naman! hahaha.
of course I am! because if not, no more toys from me!
I miss him. =(
Friday, September 3, 2010
Colds
catching colds is one of cabin crew's worst nightmare. And I have no idea where I caught mine. Maybe from Manila. It got worse when I was in Milan. And I thought I was gonna stay there for a while. But I braved the 5 and a half hours back just to get back to Dubai, where my heart is. The fear of blood oozing out my ears never left my mind. It was scary. Thank God I made it with my ear drums intact. So now I'm just home resting. and hoping I get better soon. =(
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Letting Go
I had a passenger who was going home to bring all her things back to Philippines because she is resigning. I smiled and told her I was happy for her. But in my heart, there is a pang of jealousy. I wish I could do the same. To be able to do what you wanted and to be able to just leave this superficial world I am in right now.
No offense to those who love it here, sometimes I do too. Maybe I'm saying this becasue Ive been having a rough time in all aspects of my life. If not for so many reasons, I couldve and wouldve resigned as well If I could. But responsibilities and lack of opportunity in my own country keeps me glued here. ANd there is really nothing that you can do but live to the best of what this place offers you. It's not a bad place to be in, but I just feel sad. Lucky are those who have found true friends here, I have as well built some friendships, but the the time spent apart because of differing schedules doesn't help nurture the friendship. And sometimes, being the kind of person I am, I get too involved and end up feeling like a loser in the end. I feel like shit, needed only when they are in some kind of a mess and dumped when they are back with the ugly and meaningless relationship that they have.
I tried my best to be the kind of friend who sticks with you through whatever but in the end, I end up being the bad person. ANd I end up regretting I've ever known friends like you. Who suck up your energy and emotion when they need you and when they don't makes you feel bad for being who you are. Yes, I may be pathetic, but I am not an idiot who'd dump family and friends for a guy who nobody likes because he's a liar, and a big douche. I am letting you go, coz you fill my heart with hatred and I want to stop being bitter. I wish I never knew you people like you. The world has more than enough stupid people and I dont want to be friends with the likes of you.
I apologize for being so mad. But I am. ANd always, just always, the Lord whispers to me, that I do not have the most gigantic problem in this world. He Made me witness someone who should be in grief, but tries her best not to, while I succumb to loneliness because of my puny problems.
On board a flight, I saw a mother in immense pain, but never gives up, holding on to the baby in her womb. Trying her best to think that she will be fine. Pregnant and was bleeding so hard, the baby was delivered but was so tiny to live. Was so little to survive. My heart and spirit is broken, and I feel dumbfounded and sad. She looks me in the eye, seeking strength from a stranger, and I try my best to reassure her, that she would be ok. OK, being an understatement. My heart is pounding at the sight of her baby. How scary and yet so beautiful. Small and yet it looked like it fought for its life. Looked brave and looked like an angel. Fate was unkind. He was born at the wrong place and the wrong time. =( I hate it that the mother could still smile, I should be ashamed of myself feeling bitter and lost when this woman who just lost her own flesh and blood could smile and see hope. I feel different now. It's a sign that I should still be able to smile when I let go. In Times like this you know how important the people around you are. ANd the ones I was with, they were great, more than great infact that together, we were able to pull everything off. It was a sad but a good day.
Why do flights like this happen to me? I don't know. But I see it as a sign. That it is God's way of waking me up. It's hard to explain why things like this happen, and sometimes, it's always just easy to say that it just happens for a reason, and maybe it does. But it doesn't stop me from being sad here, but gives me hope that everything will be alright. It taught me that letting go is never easy, but letting go is the key. SO I let go of the hate and will turn my back, I wish you well, but you've lost me forever.
No offense to those who love it here, sometimes I do too. Maybe I'm saying this becasue Ive been having a rough time in all aspects of my life. If not for so many reasons, I couldve and wouldve resigned as well If I could. But responsibilities and lack of opportunity in my own country keeps me glued here. ANd there is really nothing that you can do but live to the best of what this place offers you. It's not a bad place to be in, but I just feel sad. Lucky are those who have found true friends here, I have as well built some friendships, but the the time spent apart because of differing schedules doesn't help nurture the friendship. And sometimes, being the kind of person I am, I get too involved and end up feeling like a loser in the end. I feel like shit, needed only when they are in some kind of a mess and dumped when they are back with the ugly and meaningless relationship that they have.
I tried my best to be the kind of friend who sticks with you through whatever but in the end, I end up being the bad person. ANd I end up regretting I've ever known friends like you. Who suck up your energy and emotion when they need you and when they don't makes you feel bad for being who you are. Yes, I may be pathetic, but I am not an idiot who'd dump family and friends for a guy who nobody likes because he's a liar, and a big douche. I am letting you go, coz you fill my heart with hatred and I want to stop being bitter. I wish I never knew you people like you. The world has more than enough stupid people and I dont want to be friends with the likes of you.
I apologize for being so mad. But I am. ANd always, just always, the Lord whispers to me, that I do not have the most gigantic problem in this world. He Made me witness someone who should be in grief, but tries her best not to, while I succumb to loneliness because of my puny problems.
On board a flight, I saw a mother in immense pain, but never gives up, holding on to the baby in her womb. Trying her best to think that she will be fine. Pregnant and was bleeding so hard, the baby was delivered but was so tiny to live. Was so little to survive. My heart and spirit is broken, and I feel dumbfounded and sad. She looks me in the eye, seeking strength from a stranger, and I try my best to reassure her, that she would be ok. OK, being an understatement. My heart is pounding at the sight of her baby. How scary and yet so beautiful. Small and yet it looked like it fought for its life. Looked brave and looked like an angel. Fate was unkind. He was born at the wrong place and the wrong time. =( I hate it that the mother could still smile, I should be ashamed of myself feeling bitter and lost when this woman who just lost her own flesh and blood could smile and see hope. I feel different now. It's a sign that I should still be able to smile when I let go. In Times like this you know how important the people around you are. ANd the ones I was with, they were great, more than great infact that together, we were able to pull everything off. It was a sad but a good day.
Why do flights like this happen to me? I don't know. But I see it as a sign. That it is God's way of waking me up. It's hard to explain why things like this happen, and sometimes, it's always just easy to say that it just happens for a reason, and maybe it does. But it doesn't stop me from being sad here, but gives me hope that everything will be alright. It taught me that letting go is never easy, but letting go is the key. SO I let go of the hate and will turn my back, I wish you well, but you've lost me forever.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Noodle Bowl in Al Diyafa Street
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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