"Wow girl! You're so DAMN LUCKY! Hard-to-get flight for Singaporean girls! standby call-up somemore!"
My thought:
"Yeah, heh heh heh...Can go Japan n eat 101 kinds of sushi sashimi, buy all the nice facial products n cosmetics at cheap price.
I ALMOST DIED FROM THIS FLIGHT CAN!
Happily went for reporting, thinking it's gonna be easy flight. Until I saw my work position. The 'kitchen' position. The position that 98% of the time goes to the guys.
I have NEVER done this position b4 in my pathetic flying career!!! And I did it for the two-way flight!
Want to go to the 100 Yen shop...THE WHOLE SHOPPING BUILDING CLOSED FOR THE DAY. In the end, too tired till - no sushi, no sashimi, no make-up, no this, no that. Only one pathetic mascara and 3 packets of tidbits.
That's all.
I finished bitching.
Two days off. Yay.
my sentient self
ninnnnniee, dumb, but not tt dumb. fat + unpretty. Messed up + screwed up. Complainy + bitchy. One big lazy ass w a really big arse. :|