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Friday, September 28, 2007
What can I do to make you love me?

One more dot on the map! Newcastle!
It was the best flight ever! Caroline was there with me (she was on my flt just 20 hrs ago as well) and the rest of the crew are nice and fun. SFS was great. And I got a good appraisal from it! woot!

And the best part was, only 89 pax on both ways!!!
Haven't had a load that light eversince I start flying. I swear I was going ard asking for work to do. hehe..

Newcastle upon Tyne was a pretty city. Loved the cold weather. Went to the city centre. Walk down the oldest street with old buildings. I decided to be "better" by going sight seeing although our hotel was right across the street from Metro Centre, which is the largest shopping mall in Europe. Yet I end up in a pub (for good ole English food) and was coming out from another bar tipsy before 5pm. Well, its 8pm Dubai time and Mid night in Singapore. Ok fine, it doesn't make me any better. sigh... But I had fun abide being extremely exhausted.

Total Randomness of the month!
As we were walking down the street, we heard some ppl woohoo-ing and at first I thought it was a gay parade. Then I realised they were really hot guys and chicks. So I snapped a few pics of them as they walk passed.

And this nice guy (fully dressed) offered to let us take photo with them. Of course we would never turn down this kind of offer. So here is it!

The Newcastle Hotties and Emirates Girls
Caroline looked abit frightened cuz she felt someone's hand on her arse.

Afterwards, we walked over to the Quay side and see the bridges.
No wonder there are pubs everywhere.
Tyne Bridge

The Millennium Bridge
The back of an Indian Restaurant
Needless to say, it stunk!
A good view of the church tho.
Signing off : Panda eyed camwhore

Friday, September 07, 2007
Gimme Gimme Cha Cha heels

Back from Jakarta!!

Well fed and pampered.
I love Mary! She massage and scrub my sweaty body. haha.. sound disgusting rite? Well, I spent like a good 15 mins in the sauna and approx. 5 mins in the steam room before the massage. So yea....

The stupid taxi driver cheated our time and money. He said it will only take 20 mins to get us to another Mall from Mangga Dua but, due to the traffic, he drove us thru Slums and Fruit markets of Jakarta, where a child pee in front of a house and kittens run around and make me worry and took more than 2 hours. =(
The cab fare came up to 3 hundred thousands, or was it 3 million. Seriously, all the zeros confused me. He told us shops close at mid nigh. So when we got to the mall, we went to a restaurant for some much needed food and by the time we had our dinner, the shops were closed. $%&#@$!
He still have the cheek to keep calling Kuna to hurry us so that he can take us back to the hotel. Poor Kuna left her money in the restaurant. =X

After all that, we decided to stay put in the hotel the next day and pamper ourselves.
Swim, Sauna, Steam, Spa and Buffet Lunch.
Yummmmm..


sit with me and watch the planes take off as the man fishes in the pond

5 guys cam whoring on the plane amuse me. And the blond one winking at me is even more amusing.
Like the girls said, "So, they are not gay hey?"

My hair is dark once again. And short.
And Arthur is getting used to me dancing around in the room. *grin*

Kinky Boots rocks my socks!

Saturday, September 01, 2007
Where do we begin, to get clean again

I don't like it when others tell me "you are better than that/this/him".
I know it meant to be a compliment or to make me feel better.
But how do you know that I am better?

I was never good in school.
I cheated in a test.
I copy homework from Andrew and Shanas all the time.
I asked friends to do my projects.
I have zero talent.
I'm not athletic.
I hid under a desk to avoid marching for sport day, subsequently ask papa to write to my principle about how I am hypoglycemic and would not participate in the march pass.
I am not artistic abide being a Pisces.
I selfishly moved away from family and friends to live up to my dream, see the world.
I'm insensitive.
I once said to a friend who just lost her Grandpa, "Old people die all the time".
I don't like kids or crying babies.
I imagine pouring coffee over my passenger's head while I smile and tell him to wait for his turn.
I hold my breath when someone next to me smell really bad on the bus.
I giggle when someone accidentally trip and fall in front of me.

I have always been, Mediocre.
I have yet to do anything extraordinary.

So why am I better?

What am I better at?


God of Wine - Third Eye Blind

Every thought that I repent
Theres another chip you haven't spent
And you're cashing them all in
Where do we begin to get clean again
Can we get clean again
I walk home alone with you
And the mood you're born into
Sometimes you let me in
And I take it on the chin
I cant get clean again
I want to know can we get clean again
The God of wine comes crashing through
The head lights of a car that took you farther
Than you thought youd ever want to go
We cant get back again
We cant get back again
She takes a drink and then she waits
The alcohol it permeates
And soon the cells give way, and cancels out the day
I cant keep it all together
I know I know I know... I cant keep it all together
And the sirens song that is your madness
Holds a truth I cant erase
All alone on your face
Every glamorous sunrise
Throws the planets out of line
A star sign out of whack, a fraudulent zodiac
And the God of wine is crouched down in my room
You let me down, I said it, now Im going down
And youre not even around
And I said no no no...
I cant keep it all together
I know I know I know...
I cant keep it all together
And theres a memory of a window
Looking through I see you
Searching for something I could never give you
And theres someone who understands
You more than I do
A sadness I cant erase
All alone on your face