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Another great layover.
Short and sweet.
If I can spend one summer in Italy that would be a dream come true.
So I think it's a blessing to have Rome in my Roster 3 times consecutive this month.
Part one, today's flight was amazing .
Lovely crew and sweet and fun-tastic Purser.
Great dinner, spectacular view.
It's one of those flights when I feel so lucky to have this job.
Work doesn't feel like work at all.

Thank you Lord... :-*

Roma part one

Cheer up

My Reserve month is coming, and that means I will be like a fugitive trying to sneak fun whilst at work. It's a month long of great surprises and long hours of waiting. It can get a little challenging so I better have myself equipped now with some things that can divert the negatives to positive.

1. Study Harder. Best time to have more time learning the most difficult Russian rules. Sometimes it feels like my brain is being cut in two. Anyway, no pain no gain. Right?
2. Been meaning to read more John Green books. Maybe I will give audio books a try this coming month.
3. Sometimes I feel like Cinnabon can just suddenly change my mood. When I feel down, I will just grab a bite and run later in the treadmill. Sweet couldn't hurt so much.
4. Lets see how lack of Internet can do to my sanity. I will try not to have connection until September 15 'til I ask etisalat to install for me.
5. Reserve month means less money. Too bad. Lets see how I can inject my creative side.
6. I have more time to have a thorough check up. My vision is getting poorer. My stomach acidity is getting worse. 'Guess I have more dates with the nurses soon.
7. My US visa is coming! :-D
8. Time to prepare for my first travel- adventure with my loved-one.
9. More Time to catch up with friends and loved-ones
10. More time doing something to improve myself and make some more plans

Random

Blue

It's just one of those days when I woke up with a throbbing chest for some reason I cannot understand. I am feeling nervous , jittery, worried, anxious . I don't know if I just happen to have mistaken the feeling of excitement to something as negative as " fear" .

I can't understand what this feeling is all about . I know there are a few things that bother me at the moment. But I told myself if its something I can't control better to just let it go.

Heading to Eternal City in a few hours.
Lets see if I can get some perspective up there...

Reduced 20 hours Deadhead in HongKong

So my company is trying to convert most of our fleet to Airbus A380. The top destinations normally flies with our much- beloved double decker aircraft. Just yesterday I understood that my flight to HongKong will much likely be a turnaround but with allowance and a minimum layover. I get to operate Dubai to HongKong and fly back to Dubai as Deadhead which means I get to fly but not officially working, - I will be relaxing with the rest of the passengers. How sweet is that?

With the massive delay yesterday I get to stay in HongKong for 20 hours only.
So when I woke up today before lunch I immediately pack my "skinny girl adventure kit" and took the MTR ( HongKong 's Metro/train) and brave myself to get lost in the city.

I carefully read the map and successful made it in one piece to my points of interest.
I just went to Mongkok for some shopping.
Went to Kowloon side for sightseeing. I get to see HongKong Museum of Arts and so much other things.

The weather is a bit disappointing.
With so little time this is HongKong in my 7 hours of exploration....
Disneyland can definitely wait.....

See u later...

Rant

I should have woken up an hour later. Damn it, when flight gets delayed...

Doing early morning flights is one thing. And sleeping before the flight is another story. For the second time I failed to sleep with this stupid fear that I may not hear my alarm and miss the flight. Never been absent and not planning to have one but it's really ridiculous that no matter what I do my body rejects the idea of sleeping soundly before work. And later finding out that my early morning flight was pushed back til lunch time just gets even more annoying! Grrr... My make-up sure looks like it needs a touch up and my early morning breakfast has already been digested since I board the bus going to HQ. I've had my fair share of lucky strikes a few days back and I guess my lack of sleep just manifested a long day ahead of me... Oh well.

My tummy is growling and Costa coffee is close for renovation.
Perfect!
So I will just dream of croissants and frappuccino while browsing Pinterest.

I promise, it will pass...

“Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before.

You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived.

Breathe and know that you can survive this too.

These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass.

Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience.

I know it’s unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again.

This will pass. I promise it will pass.”

Let me Tell You Something #{something borrowed}

- washing your hair is a chore. But you should do it anyway. Because you feel better about yourself

- get up late. Have a lay in. Sleep past your alarm. You have a very long life ahead of you and for now you should appreciate the cold side of your pillow

- if he is going to break your heart ,( his loss, ) and he's just another male human. In a month you’ll wake up and you won’t even remember that little scar on his knuckle you kissed

- don’t spend hours looking up what your name means on google. Your name is your name and you should go out there and do heroic and good deeds and give your name your own meaning

- don’t fight your demons. Your demons are here to teach you lessons. Sit down with your demons and have a drink and a chat and learn their names and talk about the burns on their fingers and scratches on their ankles. Some of them are very nice

- music is good for your soul. Rap music will energize you and boost your ego and pop music will cheer you up. Indie music will make you think and emotional songs will make you cry and think about that boy again. It’s healthy.

- Victim complexes are not attractive. Boys and girls will not date you because you are sad. They are not going to date you and kiss your aching bones and cure you of your dragging depression. Wake up. Take a bath. Do your hair. Be attractive.

- sadness is not poetic. Depression is not beautiful. Laying in bed all day and eating too much is lazy and disgusting and it is not tragic or pretty. Get up. Go outside. Let the sun warm your bones. Live.

- Do not care what people think. They are the unhappy people you need to avoid. The abuse they will hurl at you is painless compared to how sad they are. Pity them. Remain happy.


- you are allowed to be angry. But the world is not working against you. The flowers do not bloom for you and when your mother shouts ask her if she is okay instead of thinking she hates you. She never will. The world walks beside you and is silent. It does not trip you up or carry you.


- eat when you are hungry. Being bored does not constitute a chocolate bar. Sleep when you are tired. Do not mindlessly obey the sleep at night rule. If you are not tired, do not sleep.

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