Monday, July 3, 2017

Monday

The clock says it's 15 minutes til 6 o clock and I think of how much I dread small talks. My mind happens to function abnormally slow when starting conversations and I seem to always give short, boring and pointless responses. When you're shy and awkward, exchanging goodbyes and hellos with someone familiar you just met in the middle of the road isn't something you will always look forward to. Even responding to compliments is something I would have to think through.

For all that, isnt it ironic how at the end of the day, I yearn to have someone I can talk to - how I cried my heart out on some famous romantic movie I randomly saw while I was having my lunch, the bedroom set on 50% off that I scored today in the grocery, my annoyance on ironing and all other adulting shits, and even the homesickness that I still get on the most random hours of the day.  Isn't it nice to have someone you can carelessly pour your heart out to - may it be your childish and pointless rants or your life's most saddening thoughts - he's there to listen, not because you told him to, but because  he honestly cares.

If ever you found someone who's interested in your thoughts like it's the fuel of his soul, you're the lucky one.

Friday, June 23, 2017

Fasting and Flying

Growing up in the Philippines, being exposed to food, beverages and all other prohibited things was never my major problem in Ramadan. Philippines is a non-Muslim country, I became used to being the only one full of thirst in a group of non-fasting people. Nevertheless, never have I tried being exposed to such temptations for 90% of my fasting hours not until I entered aviation. Imagine yourself fasting with a galley position -  aka facing the oven, chillers, meal carts, meals and beverages throughout your working hours; Similar situation applies for aisle flight attendants as we all know, and what probably majority thinks, flight attendants are on board to serve passengers their needs ( which includes food and drinks)  which is by the way not our sole purpose as we are mainly on flight for safety purposes. Alhamdulillah, personally, such condition wasn't a serious problem for me. I guess it all comes down to your experience in fasting in a non-Muslim country.

The challenge that marked my brain was when I had this red-eye flight with passengers who are just like me, preparing themselves for another day in Ramadan; I had to serve them quickly with all my charms and smiles just so they would have enough time for sahoor plus I'd have a minute to drink my last cup of water for the time-being. Similary, two days ago, iftar was exactly the same time I had to bid my sweet farewells for our deplaning passengers. I can only wish I was at home, comfortably sitting with my family, waiting to break our fast together. Certainly, aforesaid experience is relatable for medical practitioners and others who work when the moon was out.

Something unique in aviation is most surely the challenge of time difference. The normal fasting hours in my base is 15; but because we travel from one place to the other, fasting hours can either extend or lessen. The most number of hours I fasted this month was 18 -  first was when I had to come back from India to base, and second was recently, when I flew to Paris. I had to admit it was a major challenge, as I was only used to fasting approximately 12 hours with the maximum of 15. The weather was somewhere between 30-35 degrees centigrade so you can just imagine how dry my throat was. But Alhamdulillah, with the will of Allah  (SWT), I did break my fast on Iftar time. Verily, with Allah nothing is impossible.

For some days, I hoped I was in the comfort of my family where fasting is easier and challenge-free. Then I reminded myself that even the smallest amount of hardship is promised with ease. Indeed, there is good in struggle, just as there is in comfort. May Allah (SWT) bless us all with beautiful patience.

~I wish everyone a peaceful and blessed Eid! 💙

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Rome, Italy / May 2017


It was the second time that I operated FCO flight, yet first chance I witnessed the beauty of Rome. I was immensely grateful as I realized I saw only a portion of the city last time. It was in the middle of winter -  with the sun started to set at 5 in the afternoon, with freezing hands and starving stomach, I was lucky to see the Colosseo back then and had that Italian feels with our legit Italian pizza and pasta. I was with one of the best-est crew, so despite that I haven't gotten the chance to walk around Rome, still it was one of the best flights.


Allah indeed, loves me so much as He gave me yet another visit to Rome <3 I don't think my words could accurately describe how mesmerized I was with its beauty. Our flight felt like a time machine that brought me back to old times. Every corner is a sight of ancient remains.




Spring, certainly, is the best season to visit. The sun set at around 8 in the evening; surely Rome is beautiful at night, but unless you own the complete photographer kit, photos are always better when taken under bright, natural light. Also, the weather was just right, not too cold, nor too warm.


A try of legit Italian gelato is a must to include in your to-do-list. Gelato shops are just around the corner so you can easily just have as much as you want.



I believe Rome sells the cheapest souvenirs in Europe. Magnets are available for only 2 euros each, but if you're patient enough, about 10-15 minutes away from their most visited spots, you can find shops that sells it for one euro. My personal collection are snow globes and I got a medium-sized one for not more than 10 euros.


A visit in the Colosseo costs just 12 euros. I recommend to book it ahead of time to avoid the hassle plus to save time in case you only have few days in Rome; you wouldn't want to spend half of your day standing in queue for your ticket, yes?

Below is a compilation of the vidoes I recorded, aka my first ever, travel vlog. Please play in HD. Enjoy!


If you have anything to ask, feel free to drop a comment :)

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Sunday, May 7, 2017

Why I chose Sony a5100 in 2017




I cannot fully recall if I had mentioned before how much of a wise buyer I am. On every single peso I'll spend, I want to use it only on worthy things, otherwise on something I overly want. Money doesn't come easy. I learned it probably not the hardest way but hard enough to remind myself not to waste my earnings on unnecessary and impulsive wants. So when I was fully decided to get myself a decent camera, believe me when I say that I lost count on the number of days I spent watching reviews and reading comparisons of this and that. It was when i got sick of my indecisiveness that I finally entered an electronic shop and went home with my SONY A5100.

Numerous mirrorless cameras are available in the market today. So why, in 2017, I got myself a Sony a5100? Three factors affected my decision; first is the value for money (need I say more?), second is image quality and finally -  flip screen - because let's admit it guys, selfies are everything.


There's the sony a6000 with the highest ratings, most number of excellent reviews and consistently recommended by photographers -  it has good value for money and of course with impressive image quality, nevertheless, going back to my criterion - it lacks one major thing I need -  the flip screen. On another note, Canon's newest release -  the Canon M10 was also something I considered as Canon provides free download of their raw editor and we all know that shooting raw photos results to the greatest image quality. But no matter what I read or watch, reviewers say basically just the same thing -  Canon M10 is just a good upgrade from a smartphone. Canon M3 is a good alternative but apparently it is not available in this kingdom so I had no choice but to scratch it off my list. Then there's also the latest and famous for its retro design -  the Fujifilm XA3 (release date:2016). As compared with my Sony A5100 (release date 2014), the remarkable difference between the two, in my opinion, is the hot shoe, which, in case you don't know, is something a camera should have for attachment of external flash and other accessories. The price difference was something I needed to consider plus I don't see myself buying an external flash in the future. There will always be something better, it's just a question of whether you need it or not. In addition, upon my research, I learned that Sony, as well, has a free downloadable raw editor available on their website. So at the end of the day, I came up with the decision to get the Sony a5100.



So far I'm happy and loving everything even when I haven't tried putting it into test. Sure I've tried shooting lifeless subjects in our home and recording 10-15 seconds of random videos, but I haven't spend a day with it -  taking photos of this and that until the battery is drained, you know what I mean.. but InshaAllah soon I will and I promise to share outputs here -  ya'y! *excited*
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Saturday, April 22, 2017

Staycation in London

My recent visit in London was in the morning of  Easter Sunday. We were told everything was closed in the central except for the little shops that perhaps may open for just a few hours of the day. The metro, which, just so you know, the only mode of transport I've tried in their city, operated for hours less than the normal.  Clearly, I had no other choice but to stay in the hotel.

I believe the odds were in my favor as I finally had the staycation I was looking forward to, that for some reason, obviously didn't happen not until my London layover. I did nothing interesting or something worthy of blogging, to be honest. It was impressive how long I can laze around, tossing and turning, scrolling and stalking. More than the tiredness of my body, my brain needed a break from my career and everyday to-dos. I included two books in my luggage but their wifi connection was insanely fast as compared with my data plan (smh) so I spent most of my hours abusing the connection. lol I catched up on my forever favorite TV series - The Vampire Diaries until I finished the last episode of season 7. The thrill plus the fact that Nina Dobrev is finally back makes me want to download all episodes in an instant, yet, I was also reminded that I'm on their last season, ever, so I just have to savour each one. I hope with all of my being they'll end the show with a great klaroline scene and yes a hardcore shipper here and I don't understand how someone cannot? Aren't they just the cutest team ever?

Anyhow, I don't intend to bore you with my TVD-related rants, so to end my short post, here's a photo dump of my lovely room <3




PS. Shamelessly plugging my newly updated about me page, click! :)

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Friday, April 14, 2017

Short Review: Holding Up The Universe



Holding up the universe is a break from my common - heavy drama, nerve-racking, heart stopping, thrilling kind of read. Still, there was the emotion of loss, depression and helplessness, and maybe, just maybe, if you were ever once in their shoes you can say that this book can relive a scar that has always been there.


It's about two teens who  have always been different from the most of the universe. Libby Strout, who was once the fattest teenage girl of America, with panic disorder due to the sudden death of her mother, whose everyday life is filled with judgments, hate mails and insults, found her strength to show everyone that in spite of everything, she loves every bit of her being and she too, like everyone else, can go after her dreams. On the other hand, Jack Masselin, with prospagnosia, or better known as face blindness, is one scaredy-cat who pretends to be normal and kept his condition to himself not until he met Libby Strout. It was like meeting someone familiar in a room of strangers. Finally putting out his skeleton in his closet, he found comfort, understanding and finally being himself when he's with her.


My honest opinion: I happen to have three days off so I got the time to finish this book. I'm a sucker for pageturners, cannot-put-down kind of book so this one bored me, a lot.  Twenty pages left and I cannot wait to finally flip the last one. It was, perhaps, I got so used to thrillers and dramas that my mind was searching for something engrossing. There was no twist, nothing unpredictable.

On a positive note, there was this unexpected happy feeling after I flipped the last page. Not because I'm finally done with it, but for some reason, the book gave this positivism that you can never find in my usual reads. I'm almost always left with a heavy heart and a disturbed brain, but not this time around. I love how this book inspires its readers to never give up on dreams, and how self love and acceptance is the most essential thing of all. The "kilig" feels was also something I enjoyed - as though I was having a kdrama marathon! Haha! Turned out it was a good break for me after all. Planning to add up books in the same genre on my to read list, as a matter of fact.




This book was just given to me by the way by the boyfriend, if ever you are wondering why I read something out of my usual pick. I think it's the best thing about this book -  it's the most recent piece I got from my home - if you get what I mean :)
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Friday, April 7, 2017

A Break From The Sandpit

    Apart from the obvious fact that we all want to go home for our family, one thing we also look forward to is the change in the scenery. For someone who lived her past 24 years in a tropical climate, it is not only a challenge but saddening as well having to work in an arid region. On a Monday on your way to work, you would wish to see things other than desert, buildings and humans. As much as the love/hate relationship I have with the extremely hot and sweaty weather in Phils, I miss the Saturday mornings when I don't have to wake up to an alarm but I'll be awake eventually due to the sound of the rain - it is, apparently, one of the things I miss the most.

    It was such a sweet and thoughtful gesture when the boyfriend took me on a long drive. To give you an idea, our house is about 16 kms away from downtown proper, specifically on the east side. Our target destination is approximately 40 kms away from the city, on the west coast. More than the distance, it was the sun that was directly on top of us that made our trip ain't an easy one. It was hot and sweaty and sticky but I had to wear all the protective clothing possible to protect my skin from dark pigmentation.



    We passed by everything that cannot be seen where I am right now - the beauty of a tropical country. I had, once again, sight of ocean wider than my eyes can reach and inhaled the relaxing, healthy sea breeze that is nothing compared with the winter's breathe of air.



Boyfriend: sige lasa picture kita pang blog mo. (Yup. He supports me in everything. haha)


      I'm almost always at 36000 feet, still I found the view spectacular and serene.
 Indeed, there are moments, places, and people...


that will always be worth the stress... and dark spots <3
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