Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Toothache
I have a major toothache. Of all the aches in the world, I wouldn't want to have this. You know how it is, when you have a toothache, it's like you're paralized all over. My right cheek is bigger than my left. And I'm gonna see a dentist later. Hardly slept because I wake up to a piercing pain. Darn.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
I'm 23?!
A few weeks ago, I told Ella, my cousin, I don't like 23. I just don't. Doesn't sound right. I'd rather be 22, or 24... But it's inevitable. It's a bittersweet day.
I woke up to a bowl of yummy champorado with Alaska powdered milk on top, danggit on the side, bacon and my favorite sugarfree bread on another plate. A cup of UCC coffee and my breakfast was perfect. Headed off to work, where J prepared a blowout lunch for me and the rest of the Seaoil Merville crew: pansit bihon, lechon manok, rice, Pepsi and Red Ribbon cake from my Pepper, the shih tzu.
Got a surprise audit from somebody from Seaoil head office, hmmm. Timing. *sarcasm* Anyway, car shopping from all over QC area--EDSA, Mindanao and Visayas avenues. Crossing my fingers. Let you know when I get one. Hehe. I'm sooo excited...nuninuninu..
We were already exhausted when we picked up Pepper again from Merville and Friday night really slows traffic. We got home around 9-ish, changed and headed out for dinner. We don't want to gamble on the traffic so we stayed at Bonifacio High Street. Dinner and coffee.
It's 3am and I'm still replying to people who greeted me. Thanks everyone for remembering!
I woke up to a bowl of yummy champorado with Alaska powdered milk on top, danggit on the side, bacon and my favorite sugarfree bread on another plate. A cup of UCC coffee and my breakfast was perfect. Headed off to work, where J prepared a blowout lunch for me and the rest of the Seaoil Merville crew: pansit bihon, lechon manok, rice, Pepsi and Red Ribbon cake from my Pepper, the shih tzu.
Got a surprise audit from somebody from Seaoil head office, hmmm. Timing. *sarcasm* Anyway, car shopping from all over QC area--EDSA, Mindanao and Visayas avenues. Crossing my fingers. Let you know when I get one. Hehe. I'm sooo excited...nuninuninu..
We were already exhausted when we picked up Pepper again from Merville and Friday night really slows traffic. We got home around 9-ish, changed and headed out for dinner. We don't want to gamble on the traffic so we stayed at Bonifacio High Street. Dinner and coffee.
It's 3am and I'm still replying to people who greeted me. Thanks everyone for remembering!
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Too Much Fuss
It's been over a month since I last posted anything. Oh well. Probably that's what happens when you don't get much idle time. Unlike I used to have when I still spend my days off in Seoul with nothing very much to do but stare at my laptop...
So what have I been up to, now that I'm no longer a flight attendant? Oh, by the way, to those people who sends me messages, thank you. I am honored to be a "role model" or "someone to look up to" or "someone who inspires" you. And to sassymonica who says my writings are "good for print"! Wow. :) And don't worry, to the girls who want to be a flight attendant in the future, maybe I'd write something on that sometime. And to Tin, I will blog about my reasons for quitting too.
I had a really good Holy Week (okay so this update is soo ten years ago), a couple of weeks of bum time, then started getting my ass to work. I am currently helping out with my workaholic J's business at Seaoil Merville in Paranaque (plugging!), as station-supervisor-and-everything-else. Haha. So my brain actually works. Geez. Thought it was already stuck or something.
You might be thinking, "from flying to petroleum?" It's nice to learn new things everyday, you know. I'm not a person who'd probably have her own business as I'm afraid to gamble on money so this is a very different learning experience from me. I went from choosing which scents to buy from Bath and Body Works to issuing half a million checks and making sure we don't go bankrupt. My concerns went from foreign exchange rates to oil price hikes. LOL.
+ + +
So my big question is...what's all the fuss on Martin Nievera's version of the national anthem at Manny Pacquiao's match last Sunday? I mean, hello? Watch Superbowl and you'll see all versions of the American national anthem; every singer would always give his/her own version. If they wanted what's on tape, why pay someone the money to sing what's exactly on tape? It's not like he made the song into hiphop or something... Seriously!
So what have I been up to, now that I'm no longer a flight attendant? Oh, by the way, to those people who sends me messages, thank you. I am honored to be a "role model" or "someone to look up to" or "someone who inspires" you. And to sassymonica who says my writings are "good for print"! Wow. :) And don't worry, to the girls who want to be a flight attendant in the future, maybe I'd write something on that sometime. And to Tin, I will blog about my reasons for quitting too.
I had a really good Holy Week (okay so this update is soo ten years ago), a couple of weeks of bum time, then started getting my ass to work. I am currently helping out with my workaholic J's business at Seaoil Merville in Paranaque (plugging!), as station-supervisor-and-everything-else. Haha. So my brain actually works. Geez. Thought it was already stuck or something.
You might be thinking, "from flying to petroleum?" It's nice to learn new things everyday, you know. I'm not a person who'd probably have her own business as I'm afraid to gamble on money so this is a very different learning experience from me. I went from choosing which scents to buy from Bath and Body Works to issuing half a million checks and making sure we don't go bankrupt. My concerns went from foreign exchange rates to oil price hikes. LOL.
+ + +
So my big question is...what's all the fuss on Martin Nievera's version of the national anthem at Manny Pacquiao's match last Sunday? I mean, hello? Watch Superbowl and you'll see all versions of the American national anthem; every singer would always give his/her own version. If they wanted what's on tape, why pay someone the money to sing what's exactly on tape? It's not like he made the song into hiphop or something... Seriously!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Earth Hour
So I'm pigging out the first two days of my bum life. But at least I did something worthwhile. We supported the Earth Hour! No lights for one whole hour, living on a candle! Good thing we were done having dinner then, otherwise it's gon' be dinner by candlelight. Haha. So, did you do the same?
Friday, March 27, 2009
48 Hours of Goodbyes
On my last flight from San Francisco to Seoul, I was giddily excited and weirdly smiling the entire twelve hours or so. The plane was half empty and the passengers were really nice. Or maybe, I was just on a high that nothing could actually annoy me. Two hours prior to landing I was surprised with thirteen glasses of champagne, a message from the manager and a card with notes from my all-Korean cabin crew workmates for the flight. A senior even called up the cockpit so I could come in and take pictures.
From the airport to the hotel, I was uncannily awake and I was tuned to my iPod and I kinda smiled remembering this might be the last time I'd ever ride the airport bus in Seoul. The smile reached the driver's seat. Checked in, I got my favorite room 406. Took my 'ref bag' and as soon as I got to my room, it all just sunk in.
I opened my bag and just stared at everything in it. It's time. I shall be packing one last time and soon enough, I'd be done living out of a suitcase. No more handwashing my laundry in the shallow sink, no more eating canned-microwave-heated food all the time, no more checking in on Creworld if my showup got delayed... And the list goes on.
Morning came and I was up at eight. Took a bath and headed to the office. I paid the tickets for my parents' US-UK trip, which by the way costed me around $1200, then went to see the overseas crew deputy general manager, Mr. Won. I didn't know what to say when he asked, "What can I do for you," I just handed him a piece of paper with something printed that I had drafted over two months ago.
"My resignation letter," I said to answer his questioning gaze.
We talked on what the problem was, and I was able to give my honest to goodness insight on how it was with Asiana, and what possible solutions they can give. I was surprised that I was delivering every line without bitterness or hatred. It was as if I was a third person and not at all the person affected by all the things I was talking about. I was calm, and I was speaking to him with grace, confidence and conviction. He must've asked me three times if it was my final decision and he would receive a very confident yes. If only he knew!
On my way back to the hotel, I felt like I was in transition. In Manila, on the day before I leave each month, I have what I call my transition period when I fall silent and I'm just watching everyone around me, trying to absorb "home" and preparing myself for another few weeks of broken English or possibly nobody to talk to all the time. But this time it was the other way around; the intake was for Korea. At one intersection, I glanced over to see the hotel where we stayed at during the training, and on the left was the supermarket where we gladly go to every weekend of it.
Soon as I arrive, I packed my stuff. We--Gillian, Cha, Kara and I--had samgyupsal for dinner. We hanged out at my room until now, and half past three in the morning, where we were joined by Jila, Precious and Kat too. I was able to see Ms Revi, Debbie, Denise and Gandy at the lounge and I was happy that they were able to see the happiness in me when I told them that I quit. "Twinkle in [her] eyes," as Ms Debs puts it.
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I will be forever thankful to have been able to travel and see some of the most interesting places on earth, but most importantly I believe that my almost-three-years stay had made me stronger, more independent and matured in so many ways.
To my seniors, thank you for all the guidance, tutoring and help especially when we barely even knew what the galley even looks like.
Thank you--
Ms Kara and Kat, for spending the last night with me.
Ms Tonette, for making me realize that I have the option to quit and not wait til it may be too late. And that life will not end after Asiana; that it may actually start. You are one of my biggest influences on my decision. I am glad to have flown with you.
To my batchmates, I will so miss you. From training days, to church days, to everything. We've learned to depend on each other and without all of you we wouldn't have been able to survive the bulls**ts in flights, the scarcity of food, nor the times when we would get sick and homesick.
My special thanks--
Precious, my roomie. For being ever so honest and dependable. Alam mo na yun.
MM, for the insights I sometimes overlook but you never fail to present to me.
Gillian, from yosi breaks to, yes, sharing life stories.
Cha, the frankness on what to do and what nots.
Mica, for all the time that I've felt I found a true friend in you.
Jila, my churchmate, alam mo na yun.
To my nine batchmates no longer with Asiana, well welcome me to the club as your tenth member! Leona, Erika, Mara, Sebie, Anne, Bianca, Ate Jacq, Kat and Gab: I feel the excitement. I know you guys are happy with where you are now and I know you feel how I feel--that Asiana days would always be buried deep inside our hearts.
For the last time, sugohashutsumnida. Annyeonghi gyeshipsio. Safe flights always.
From the airport to the hotel, I was uncannily awake and I was tuned to my iPod and I kinda smiled remembering this might be the last time I'd ever ride the airport bus in Seoul. The smile reached the driver's seat. Checked in, I got my favorite room 406. Took my 'ref bag' and as soon as I got to my room, it all just sunk in.
I opened my bag and just stared at everything in it. It's time. I shall be packing one last time and soon enough, I'd be done living out of a suitcase. No more handwashing my laundry in the shallow sink, no more eating canned-microwave-heated food all the time, no more checking in on Creworld if my showup got delayed... And the list goes on.
Morning came and I was up at eight. Took a bath and headed to the office. I paid the tickets for my parents' US-UK trip, which by the way costed me around $1200, then went to see the overseas crew deputy general manager, Mr. Won. I didn't know what to say when he asked, "What can I do for you," I just handed him a piece of paper with something printed that I had drafted over two months ago.
"My resignation letter," I said to answer his questioning gaze.
We talked on what the problem was, and I was able to give my honest to goodness insight on how it was with Asiana, and what possible solutions they can give. I was surprised that I was delivering every line without bitterness or hatred. It was as if I was a third person and not at all the person affected by all the things I was talking about. I was calm, and I was speaking to him with grace, confidence and conviction. He must've asked me three times if it was my final decision and he would receive a very confident yes. If only he knew!
On my way back to the hotel, I felt like I was in transition. In Manila, on the day before I leave each month, I have what I call my transition period when I fall silent and I'm just watching everyone around me, trying to absorb "home" and preparing myself for another few weeks of broken English or possibly nobody to talk to all the time. But this time it was the other way around; the intake was for Korea. At one intersection, I glanced over to see the hotel where we stayed at during the training, and on the left was the supermarket where we gladly go to every weekend of it.
Soon as I arrive, I packed my stuff. We--Gillian, Cha, Kara and I--had samgyupsal for dinner. We hanged out at my room until now, and half past three in the morning, where we were joined by Jila, Precious and Kat too. I was able to see Ms Revi, Debbie, Denise and Gandy at the lounge and I was happy that they were able to see the happiness in me when I told them that I quit. "Twinkle in [her] eyes," as Ms Debs puts it.
----
I will be forever thankful to have been able to travel and see some of the most interesting places on earth, but most importantly I believe that my almost-three-years stay had made me stronger, more independent and matured in so many ways.
To my seniors, thank you for all the guidance, tutoring and help especially when we barely even knew what the galley even looks like.
Thank you--
Ms Kara and Kat, for spending the last night with me.
Ms Tonette, for making me realize that I have the option to quit and not wait til it may be too late. And that life will not end after Asiana; that it may actually start. You are one of my biggest influences on my decision. I am glad to have flown with you.
To my batchmates, I will so miss you. From training days, to church days, to everything. We've learned to depend on each other and without all of you we wouldn't have been able to survive the bulls**ts in flights, the scarcity of food, nor the times when we would get sick and homesick.
My special thanks--
Precious, my roomie. For being ever so honest and dependable. Alam mo na yun.
MM, for the insights I sometimes overlook but you never fail to present to me.
Gillian, from yosi breaks to, yes, sharing life stories.
Cha, the frankness on what to do and what nots.
Mica, for all the time that I've felt I found a true friend in you.
Jila, my churchmate, alam mo na yun.
To my nine batchmates no longer with Asiana, well welcome me to the club as your tenth member! Leona, Erika, Mara, Sebie, Anne, Bianca, Ate Jacq, Kat and Gab: I feel the excitement. I know you guys are happy with where you are now and I know you feel how I feel--that Asiana days would always be buried deep inside our hearts.
For the last time, sugohashutsumnida. Annyeonghi gyeshipsio. Safe flights always.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Yet Again
It's a crazy, crazy and unexplainable time. One minute everything's okay, the next you have nothing.
When people get too shattered, all they have to do is drop things, go back to their comfort zone til they're well and ready enough to step out of it again and take the risks. I, for one, don't have this comfort zone anymore. It feels like my family treats me as a visitor and nothing more. My friends are still kinda in the dark and my best friend won't talk to me.
I'm lost. Yet again.
And now I'm sick, literally.
When people get too shattered, all they have to do is drop things, go back to their comfort zone til they're well and ready enough to step out of it again and take the risks. I, for one, don't have this comfort zone anymore. It feels like my family treats me as a visitor and nothing more. My friends are still kinda in the dark and my best friend won't talk to me.
I'm lost. Yet again.
And now I'm sick, literally.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
One Word
From Abet. USING ONLY ONE WORD! It's not as easy as you might think! Copy and change the answers to suit you and pass it on. It's really hard to only use one word answers. Be sure to tag the person you received it from!
1. Where is your cell phone? ROOM
2. Your significant other? HARDWORKING
3. Your hair? UNTAME
4. Your mother? EMAILING
5. Your father? HOME
6. Your favorite thing? LAPTOP
7. Your dream last night? SCARY
8. Your favorite drink? COFFEE
9. Your dream/goal? MARRY
10. What room you are in? OFFICE
11. Your hobby? PHOTOS
12. Your fear? UNLOVED
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? SF
14. Where were you last night? MM'S
16. Muffins? HMM
17. Wish list item? NOTHING
18. Where you grew up? NAVOTAS
19. Last thing you did? URINALYSIS
20. What are you wearing? COAT
21. Your TV? HOTEL
22. Your pets? DEAD
23. Friends? GREAT
24. Your life? BETTER
25. Your mood? FINE
26. Missing someone? ALWAYS
28. Something you're not wearing? HAT
29. Your favorite store? H&M (one word ba to?)
30. Your favorite color? PURPLE
33. When is the last time you laughed? YESTERDAY
34. Last time you cried? MONTHS
35. Who will resend this? DUNNO
36. One place that I go to over and over? BAGUIO
37. One person who emails me regularly? MOM
38. My favorite place to eat? ANYWHERE
39. Why you participated in this survey? BORED
40. What are you doing tonight? PACK
1. Where is your cell phone? ROOM
2. Your significant other? HARDWORKING
3. Your hair? UNTAME
4. Your mother? EMAILING
5. Your father? HOME
6. Your favorite thing? LAPTOP
7. Your dream last night? SCARY
8. Your favorite drink? COFFEE
9. Your dream/goal? MARRY
10. What room you are in? OFFICE
11. Your hobby? PHOTOS
12. Your fear? UNLOVED
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? SF
14. Where were you last night? MM'S
16. Muffins? HMM
17. Wish list item? NOTHING
18. Where you grew up? NAVOTAS
19. Last thing you did? URINALYSIS
20. What are you wearing? COAT
21. Your TV? HOTEL
22. Your pets? DEAD
23. Friends? GREAT
24. Your life? BETTER
25. Your mood? FINE
26. Missing someone? ALWAYS
28. Something you're not wearing? HAT
29. Your favorite store? H&M (one word ba to?)
30. Your favorite color? PURPLE
33. When is the last time you laughed? YESTERDAY
34. Last time you cried? MONTHS
35. Who will resend this? DUNNO
36. One place that I go to over and over? BAGUIO
37. One person who emails me regularly? MOM
38. My favorite place to eat? ANYWHERE
39. Why you participated in this survey? BORED
40. What are you doing tonight? PACK
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