Milan's Da Bomb..

Once again.. free internet..
Absolute Bliss*

U know u've been a flygirl long enough when every flight u do u get to see familiar faces n names..
When your friends are friends with each other
When they start coming into the same stations one day b4, one day after, 2 days after, handover aircraft...
When u chat on the hotel phone with yr god bro's ex gf who's also a flygirl for close to an hour and she's actually in another room in the same hotel...

It's been 4 years n 3 months since i started flying... 4 yrs n 6 mths since i joined the company...

Time flies like mad when your life is based on monthly rosters..
I look back when I was 23 n all nervous n apprehensive n all b4 flights.
The prospect of meeting the faces behind the 11-17 names on the list...
Now the process of shaking hands n saying my name has become so natural when i meet new pple, even outta work.
Remembering their names without having a list to tick off their names though is kinda weird. I'm off work n i dun wanna remember so many names!! ;p

Sometimes i catch myself reaching for a pen from my left chest even when im outta my uniform n i chuckle to myself....
I instinctively put coasters under all my friends' beers at a bar/pub like it's some kinda anal retentive habit n they snigger at me.

It has taken me a while to be comfortable at where i m as of now...
So why do i want so much to change things?

Sometimes i wonder if I would be who i m if i didn't do wat i do.

Okie obviously this is one of the days tt i do love my job.
:)
Oh n the spaghetti vongole I had just for dinner was abso-fuckin-lutely purrrfect.
N i watch Sex n the City movie all over again during my crew rest n i'm feeling bittersweet happy.
Show yourself Mr Big! ;p