Mommy needs to work. When baby's sick, mommy can't work.

Ok ok... I have not been updating this blog due to moi being so overwhelmed with work. Yes, that is good for the wallet but as much as I have been multi-tasking, I find that the 24-hour a day limits me to only multi-task for housework, chores, the family, work and work and work... at times even skipping my responsibility to cook or even fold those clean laundry that has been piling up on the trusted sofa.

Blogging is a passion but passion will not work when the mind is occupied with so many issues and the body is tired.

But but but... today, tonight, I am desperate. When I am desperate, I feel strongly about something, I must write. Hence, my presence here tonight.

I am desperate.

Little jj has just recovered from an eye infection due to a throat infection and her blocked nose. But after a week, her nose became stuffy again and I am seriously questioning the benefits of breast milk.

Now now now, ladies and breastfeeding extremists... I don't mean to insult anyone or anything. I am questioning it since she has been breastfed exclusively almost a year and yet now, close to turning one, her antibody is not as strong as I thought a breastfed baby would react. Furthermore, I expected her to be strong since she was brought into the world with moi never having to take any drugs or meds throughout the pregnancy until the day she was pushed out.

And, as a concerned mommy, I am trying to find ways to avoid more meds being fed to her. Hence, I have turned to Vicks vaporub.

Now I know jolly well that Vicks vaporub cannot be used on babies under 2 years old when I read its label a long long time ago. But, I recently got a forwarded mail when little jj had her eye infection + throat infection + stuffy nose that Vicks, when slathered on a baby's feet can help the baby sleep better.

Now that the 'bug' had returned, I decided to do just that... slather the rub on her feet and cover them with socks. But, I do not see any clear improvements and decided to google to find out if it is true that Vicks cannot be used on an infant.

Annnnd.... that search resulted in what I realised, something that I want to get my hands on. Pronto. And, that the forwarded email that I received on the advise to rub vicks on an infant's feet is in fact, an urban legend, which you can jolly well read here. (Tips to people who has nothing better to do: Stop spreading emails like this to concerned mommies like me!)

So, here's what I really need to help my baby in times like this...

is anyone visiting the US anytime soon? hmmm... that said, who'd want to go
there with the H1N1 statistics getting more ciritical...

Unfortunately, as I found out, this little thing is not sold in our Tanah Tumpahnya Darahku land, for heaven's sake.

And, I was too late to place an order with another caring mother who was ordering in bulk to share the cost of postage from the US.

And... when I clicked on the checkout tab on Amazon.com, I was informed that they do not deliver this to Malaysia. F*ck.

So, I guess, we're back to how we would normally handle this - a visit to Dr Lee tomorrow to get a stronger medicine, forcing it down on little jj while she battles with me and daddy mercilessly and crying like she has just been abused, and me, again, seriously questioning the research on the benefits of breastmilk.

Yes, I so can see hate mails coming in on that last statement I just made.

Can you go back in time... to a place in your mind...

I was feeling a little sentimental tonight...

There was a show on NTV7 earlier today that featured David Foster and friends. A friend posted it on her facebook status and I realised how long it has been since I listened to his albums.

I loved David Foster. I loved his songs so much that I even bought an instrumental album by him, called, "Rechordings" where he played his piano in the entire album. It was truly beautiful and I could just sleep with his songs on my earphones after those long study sessions in uni.

one of his albums which i over-played...

I loved his songs so much that I even dedicated one special song that I thought said a lot about how the one meant to me, in my life, when we were dating.

But today, somehow, the mention of David Foster made me google another song, that have always touched my heart. It is called, "And when she danced". When I first heard it, I thought it was truly melodic. I didn't think of anything too special until I saw the movie, 'Stealing Home' on tv that starred a younger Jodie Foster and Mark Harmon, where this song was its theme song. That movie brought tears to my eyes and how the song sums up the story beautifully... I guess that is the beauty about songs from back then where lyrics were so beautifully written and considered the strength to a song.

If you have never heard it, listen to this...

i got this from youtube... this song is a duet by David Foster and Marilyn Martin.

Can you go back in time to a place in your mind
To the one who knew a part of you
That you just couldn't find

If you ask me to choose between a memory or two
When it's said and done
I'll take the one who's love I had to lose

Cause when she danced
I lost my inner sense
I loved her then I always will

She left with me
But still with me
A burnin' memory
She took with her a part of me

If I could get back where I've been
Feel the passion I felt then
I'd be there right now and yet somehow
It never comes again

She had nothin' to gain
No where to go
To the way out of pain
The time when
With a song and dance she lost romance
The world had gone insane

Cause when she danced
Cause when we danced
I lost my inner sense
I loved her then
I love
I always will
I always will

She left with me
He left with me
A burnin' memory
Remember somehow
She took with her a part of me

Can you go back in time to a place in your mind
To the one who knew a part of you
That you just couldn't find

Lookin' back I'm not sure
If I thought I lost the one
When she danced with me
Our hearts were free as far as I could see

I'd be there right now and yet somehow
It never comes again

When she danced with me
Our hearts were free
Were free
As far as I could see

Those days when I never really understood what love was really all about, I always believed that love needed sacrifices... that you would never end up with the person you are truly in love with. In other words, one will never get married to their soulmates.

I always believed that you need to feel hurt to learn how powerful and valuable, that thing called 'love'... that when you find it, you'd be so happy, yet you know that it is never really within your grasp.

One would always think that the best love they ever experienced is one that they never really had it in the first place and I was probably guilty, then, for letting myself think that. Well, I guess I was just making excuses so that I'd feel better about myself, about the person who got away or simply, about life. Everyone says that life is unfair but to me, I have always believed that life is beautiful... life is so extraordinary because it offers you an abundant of choices and you set your own destiny. It's like a huge canvas and you pick out the colours (your own colours) to complete that picture you set out to sketch.

Many people have asked me how love could be so complicated.

Before, I would probably agree that in order to earn something, you need to get down to sweat and tears in order to find happiness.

But...

After I found the one, I started to see things differently... all those bull about hurting yourself to find happiness, they're all a fiction of one's own imagination. It's like a prayer - that when you keep saying those chants, it will all come true.

Love shouldn't hurt. And love is not complicated. It is how you treat it and how you carry it about that shall turn it the way you believed it best. Yeah, you would have that occasional bumpy ride because nothing is that easy in life. But love shouldn't hurt, and love isn't complex... it is simple, it is easy, and it is free.

When you keep looking back at the one that got away, you're only living a dream... and most often than not, magnifying something that wasn't even truly there. Naturally, one only thinks of the good things until one realises that nothing's worth getting so hurt and worked up. It's easy to make up a dream but you'd never really know how it ends unless you experience it for yourself, first-hand.

At times, love is just there right under your nose but we, as humans, set some strange limitations to ourselves by putting set conditions on others. Thus, we miss the opportunity only because we make ourselves blinded by our own perception.

I dunno why I am blabbing about on this issue... guess it's been awhile since something like this touched my heart so deeply and how much I've changed from those days of listening to David Foster. Romantic songs always go hand-in-hand with romance... and it's been awhile since I listened to any good tunes.

You're so vain...

I was into my mother cat mode again just awhile ago, trying to scare this one person who commented that a photo of little jj the one posted on his facebook page, looked ‘weird’. Heck no… I was just joking la and thank god that woman took it as a joke as well hehe…

Well, in cases like this, I wouldn’t just point my finger on the person who ‘seem’ to write comments that are directed a little towards the negative side, but I would also think that the one shouldn’t be posting any pictures without looking at the entire details and angle first… I mean, if he wanted to post a photo of little jj, do pick one that she’d look so adorable in it.

Yeah, yeah… him being him, he’d say that little jj looks adorable in ALL the photos hehe… daddy and his little girl… what else can I say.

Anyway, that is not the point. The point that I wanted to write in the first place is regarding things that are written here and how some people would take it.

See, I had posted one entry previously and the one pointed out one paragraph that may hit some sour notes in some people he knows. When I heard that, I quickly replied that it was a general statement and I know other people who does the same thing. I mean, come on… the majority of us would brush our teeth first before we bathe in the morning while some others would bathe before they brush their teeth – a simple example of similar things people go thru in a day.

I was blunt to point out to him that he shouldn’t be thinking of other people’s feelings when some people obviously did not even bother about his feelings.

I may sound like a broken record but I have always told the one that he is too nice of a guy… too nice that sometimes, people would just take him for granted, do whatever they like and expect him to be just a-okay with everything, forgive and forget. Yes, I know this is a noble trait and yeay, I got myself a really great guy. But, being there before myself, like more than 10 years ago, I’d hate it when he is treated as if he’s not important enough in an ‘important-enough’ friendship now, at a mature age of 30, with people acting so immaturely expecting him to suck it up maturely.

You think I am over-reacting? Well… I know someone who reacted even worse when something really small sorta plagued her husband. This is like how the Malay saying goes, ‘Cubit paha kiri, paha kanan terasa sakit juga’.

As a naturally protective person, I don’t think I am over-reacting. I am just concerned that the people I love don’t get hurt. Still, I believe life is full of wonderful experiences… one will go thru certain things before one sees something else in front of him/her. Life is forever a learning process.

And this is how it has always been in my blog. For those who has been reading me especially since I started blogging in 2005, you’d be familiar how I’d write things that matters to me and I’d express it in a way where it is like a reminder to me on how fragile life is. How fragile love is.

Sometimes, something will happen to someone else or even myself, and things that had happened to me even 10 years back will bring back intense feelings and I’d write it down. I think many people have written in to me on how much they could relate to many of the things I’ve written. I even have one request to put her story down in writing just so that others do not make the same mistake she did... but I never did write about it because I need to feel, in order to write since it will always come from the heart.

Talking about relating to things, I even felt so close to what the one wrote even before we met each other since he sorta wrote similar things that happened to me in the past as well. But I guess… those things evoke positive feelings to appear inside of me, for him, unlike that short para that I wrote which may bring about another bout of volcano eruptions with more exclamation marks to add.

I love him… and so, even with much objections to what he think will be perceived by some people, I took the paragraph out without much hesitation. I guess that showed respect.

I still think he deserved much more respect than what was given to him and I really think some people don’t deserve him, as a friend. Of course, I don’t think they’re such bad people but I guess, the environment, success and ignorance, change many people.

Oh… there I go again… expressing my deepest thoughts.

I can’t help feeling disappointed about what happened but that doesn’t mean that I would keep dwelling on it. I have so many other things happening in my life and I really do not have time for nonsense. Furthermore, they're not my friends to begin with. My only concern is the well-being of the people I love.

Therefore, I’d just like to reiterate the reason I write in here. As my blog title goes – I Shall Not Stop Writing. Especially not when I feel so strongly about something. It has always been that way since the first day I started blogging. Sometimes, you could even read similar stuff because that is how I feel at that point of time and it doesn’t mean that I am directing it to a specific person.

So… if in the future, there will be some topics or paragraph that may hit some nerves in some people, they are just a personal view of my surroundings and what I feel about it which would probably be just coincidental with what you may have gone thru. You can take it in a positive way or whichever way you like, I leave it to you because this blog wasn’t really intended to invoke love or hate to another… This is my space and I shall pen whatever I feel just like how many would just write whatever they feel in their space. At least, I put a lot of thought into what I write and not because I want drama in my life. Well, that, despite me being a drama queen at times (ahahhh...) ;)

Ahhh… with this finally thrown off my shoulders, I can now keep writing without putting serious limitations on my thoughts.

Now, to focus on other positive aspects… like the trip to Jakarta & Bandung in another few hours… Will update soon.

My pride and joy.

People say, being a SAHM is like a maid without pay. Well, I wouldn't want to comment much on that since I am a WAHM.

Part of the perks of being at home 24/7 with the baby not only allows me the flexibility of time to manage work and household matters but most importantly, I am able to see first-hand, new developments and habits of my little one.

The past couple of weeks have been full with new developments and habits... gosh... to all others out there, if you're thinking of questioning 24/7-at-home mommies regarding what they understand about their babies, do not second guess them. It's like they understand foreign (baby) language and any weird sounds you hear actually make so much sense to them... they all have meanings and all are significant.

Anyways... after that attempt to say, 'mama' I posted 2 weeks ago, she has succeeded in pronouncing it accurately just 2 days after that first attempt. The only thing was, she used it whenever she needed anything. So, she'd call her brother mama and she'd say the word freely, not fully intending to call me. However, as of today, I do believe she fully understands that mama means mummy. Still, I do wonder what happened to papa or daddy. We have yet to see her call for her dad although she has said the word, daddy, so many times months ago.

3 days ago, she produced a playful sound by sticking her tongue in and out of her mouth. All those times, I failed to capture it on camera as she'd only do it for a while and as soon as the camera starts rolling, she would just sit pretty, all prim and proper. I noticed that she would do that most of the time, whenever she knew I was going to capture whatever she was doing on video.

But, this morning, I managed to capture that with much coaxing from the little munchkin. Oh... that sweet brother and sister bond...



Anyway, the highlight of the day must be the fact that she has finally 'crawled' after 10 months. I said it as 'crawled' in inverted commas due to the fact that it didn't look that much of a crawl as she didn't quite lift her butt up and at times she was pulling herself to move ;)

In fact, I saw her do that when I heard her calling 'mama' after waking up from her morning nap and she was almost in a front-crawl swimming position, trying to reach for her toy... making it look so much like an attempt to crawl.

See baby, I told you there's nothing for you to worry about.

Well, the one came home from a 2-day forum yesterday and shared with me his concern about our baby not being able to crawl when his friend's 9-month old baby has gone 'everywhere'. This, coming from a man who did tell me before that he didn't even crawl when he was a baby. Apparently, he skipped that phase and learnt to walk instead.

So, I don't get it when he comes home and feel pressured with this issue just because someone else's baby has already done it... As I told him yesterday, why do we want to start comparing things we don't have against what others' have.

As I mentioned to the one, instead of comparing her to what his friend's baby has managed to do, why can't he make comparisons to what their baby couldn't and our baby can? For example - before little jj crawled, she has a smart way of reaching for her toys, like pulling on the comforter or bed sheet so that the toy is pulled towards her. Or the fact that she could sit up straight when she was 5 months, something that not many other babies could do at that age. Heck, she sits up straight unlike many of us adults who slouch and many friends and relatives have pointed it to us before of how sturdy and stable her body looks with that sitting posture.

Yeah, I'm in my 'mother cat' mode again. And am very protective of whatever comparisons and pressure anyone puts on me or my growing baby or even those people I truly care about.

Every baby develops differently and as much as I am eager to see her take that first step, I believe she still has room for development. Many has said that crawling is not really a necessity and if she does follow her dad, she would be standing up and walk without learning to crawl. With her staying put all these while was a chance for me to be a little ignorant about things we have within her reach. Now that she has started to move about like she did today, I have this throbbing headache and I feel far more tired than usual as I startle everytime I see her holding something that's not her toy, and putting them into her mouth.

mommy, i want to go shopping... let's see what ikea has, eh??

You know how they say you'd start to realise something when something else is gone? Now that she has started to crawl, I can no longer sit still... I need to look at her every 3 seconds and I keep running thru things in my head especially on that earlier plan I had to replace the tv cabinet we inherited from the original apartment owner and the fact that I have to keep reminding everyone at home to make sure no one leaves anything harmful on the floor or within her reach. I hate being this sticky but this is what needs to be done when you have a crawling toddler.

But, I do enjoy witnessing her little little stuff when she starts to do new things. Like right now, I can see that her legs are positioned differently when she sits... instead of both legs spread apart to stabilise her body, one leg now is folded towards her whiles the other one is folded outwards. When she gets uncomfortable, she just spread those legs again like she usually does. It's truly amazing to be able to mention all these little details everytime the one comes home from work... and pointing out every single detail of what she needs and why she's doing certain things.

I am foreseeing a little bit of stress in time to come from her moving about... all because of this compelling need to enhance the neatness and cleanliness of the house, and be alert at all times with what she'd do next. Whatever it is, I am letting her take her time to progress on her own... there's no point worrying about things which will gradually take place. Until I have reasons to worry, I shall not.

A new find.

I think, I've found a new favourite online baby-shopping website. Just a few minutes ago :)

Well, I'm planning to join my brother and my parents for a short trip this coming school holidays. The thing is, the date of the trip coincides with a major conference that the one will be involved in. So, seeing that I'd be travelling alone with the baby and would prefer not to assume that my brother and my parents will help out since they'd be busy with shopping, I decided to google away for a nice diaper bag on-the-go after browsing thru those normal sites I'd always go to (ie. myBBstore and theBabyLoft). Our current diaper bag may not be that comfy for me to lug around if I need to move away from the shopping group to feed the baby on my own and therefore, I'd need to have the diaper bag with me at all times.

Thank you to google, I came across this site, LittleWhiz.com and am totally impressed with the products on sale. They have so much more range of products than my usual hunting site and the prices are pretty competitive too... in fact, I was gawking at the price of the Bumbo seat that is waaay cheaper than what I got from myBBstore and probably a little bit lesser than what BabyLoft had offered a few months back. And, they have this baby cot that I've been eyeing which is offered at a really attractive price as compared to the one which was on sale at Atria's Planete Enfants last weekend.

What truly intrigued me is the fact that they also carry brand names that you might not be able to find in other online stores or even most shopping outlets as they may not be that popular (maybe!). Best example - where else can you find the Hoppop diaper bag that can be converted into a child seat?? - a clever solution for those travelling to places that may not be baby-friendly yet mommy is a stickler for discipline ;P

I think LittleWhiz is pretty new in the market because I have never come across it before. Although the site lacks an interesting layout, the products that they carry and the way the products are described works well for me!

Bravo to competition, eh?

Now... I am highly eager to get my hands on one of their diaper backpacks... and am spoilt for choice. Oh man...

Update:
Looks like I am back to shopping in myBBstore because I find the delivery duration of 3-7 days by LittleWhiz a total turn-off... hehe... I had actually already confirmed the order until I read the delivery time. Lucky thing I opted to pay thru online banking instead of credit card. I mean, why would you want to wait that long when you know you can obtain the goods the next day. Furthermore, the diaper backpack that I wanted displayed the same price and a lesser delivery cost. Speedy, more efficient service beats everything else. Well... unless there is any good reason for me to shop at Little Whiz, I guess I'll stick to what I am familiar with, for now.

Hehe... so much for that excitement ;P

I just can't resist sharing these with the worrrldd...

This was taken earlier today. Just look at her effort in trying to repeat after me (my voice is kinda soft, almost whispering) hehe... I love, I love!!

And about a week before, she has learnt to scold mama hehe...

So nooowww you know how it feels...

Part of the perks of being a blogger is not only meeting my one true love (ehehh…) but I also got the chance of taking part in a half-day session of cabin crew training.

Now, which one of you ladies have never ever dreamt of being a flight stewardess when you were younger? I believe so many of us have that dream at least for one small minute… I know I did… especially those days when I was young-er (I’m still young!) when the airport was based in Subang… those cabin crew were scattered all over PJ and I would always catch a glimpse of groups of smartly-attired, uniform-clad cabin crew in their MAS vans transporting them to and from Subang Airport.

I never really re-visit that dream once my height stopped at 150cm, plus that sudden drive and belief that I would make a good (and glamorous) medical doctor ☺

Anyways, it all started with a boring and long night, anticipating the arrival of my the one to return from London when I decided to finally click on that icon on facebook. It links to the Malaysia Airlines Travel page and I decided to be one of its fans.

They had a contest running and it was pretty simple – to just complete the sentence – no slogans required and nothing additional to purchase in relation to the contest. I didn’t give it much hoot and read what others’ wrote. The contest was open only to bloggers and 10 will be picked as winners. Originality is key and I suddenly realised that there is one thing I had always wanted to learn from looking at them female flight stewardess. Thus, I wrote, “I want to attend MAS cabin crew training because I've always wanted to know how the ladies don their sanggul... it looks so simple yet I have always failed in making my hair look that smooth and professionally done :D”.

The next day, after returning home from picking up the one at the airport, I clicked on the page to show him what I had done and was surprised to note that I was picked as a winner…

So, there I was… attending the session with much hopes, although nothing much could be learnt from that half-day training in comparison to those actual months of training. What do I expect, right... it's not as if we were all getting certs :) but at least I'd know how it feels like for a cabin crew to go through the training programme.

What I instantly noticed upon arriving at the Malaysia Airlines Academy was the fact that all of us bloggers were treated like journalists… anyone in the communications industry would agree how special journalists are usually treated. And I guess, from those years of so many parties telling the corporate sector to take bloggers seriously as they are perceived as ‘new-age reporters’, Malaysia Airlines is probably one of them who has taken the first step to recognise bloggers as part of their branding, CR and media relations activity.

We were warmly greeted by a big group of people from the airline, mainly those from the Media Relations department, Training and their PR consultant. That was when I realised how serious they think of us bloggers…

Mr Gunalan led the briefing at the start of the programme and Tengku Evelyn then elaborated on the seriousness of Cabin Crew Training. After that, we were brought to a grooming class where it was already filled with attractive new recruits. My hopes to learn to do the bun the MAS-flight stewardess way dashed out the door when I realised that it isn’t as easy as one thinks. A cabin crew goes thru a 4-day grooming training when we were only allotted a good one hour for grooming and deportment.

i was impressed with the new recruits as they look so pretty.

The main highlight was letting us know how important make up is to a flight stewardess, as made perfectly clear by the external consultant as she picked out a fresh face to be transformed into a glam babe. I was afraid seeing how thick the make up was on the consultant's face but surprisingly, she did a really good job on Elena. In fact, albeit her thick make up on, she looked really good in photos.

fresh-faced Elena, before the make-over...

step-by-step explanation while the bloggers go wild with their shutters ;)

tadaaaa... see how make up could brighten up a person's already sweet face...

- all 3 pictures were taken from the Malaysia Airlines Travel page

I guess the flight stewardess all need specific type of long-wearing make-up as they need to maintain a clean, matte complexion so that they look fresh and sweet at all times despite working under cabin pressure where us ladies are always advised to wear minimal make-up to prevent from clogged pores and foundation turning cakey.

Despite not being able to learn to do the 'sanggul', I still managed to get my hair done ;P with specific instruction to only do a style that doesn’t make me look extra chubby (ahaks!).

The deportment class was even more interesting as my eyes wander the entire room… they had complete props – dining table and chairs, sofa and even a runway with mirrors all around the room.

stand-up straight, chin up, good posture... and walk.

The eye-opener would be attending their first aid class and safety training. We managed to catch those going for their refresher course, at a time when the trainer was going into specifics on a medical condition. Like, you think those flight attendants would only stand pretty and serve you meals… you are dead wrong. I was damn impressed… especially seeing them with dummy babies, trying to revive and help an infant from choking. That struck a chord in me as I couldn’t imagine what to do (*touch wood*) if that were to happen to my baby. It – was – scary.

check for breathing/source of choking/etc.

revive position, when unconscious (and after any hazardous material
already exited air way)...

blow oxygen into infant (and i can clearly hear air entering dummy lungs)...

walahhh... the infant actually coos happily when it regains consciousness ;D

As for safety training, I must say that I have a safety passport which will expire in another year… and I went for the basic first aid training and offshore safety training about 2 years ago but I hardly remember the specifics until my memory was refreshed when I saw the requirements for their safety training.

we all had a go at the slide for our mock evacuation.

i remember this formation - small circle where everyone is mighty close
to each other to keep each other warm and prevent excessive lethargy;
larger circle at the sight of an airplane flying over to attract attention. am i right?

i also remember that you should only inflate the life jacket after you've exited the plane...

- photo of formation and life jacket taken from Khairul Sufi's collection on facebook

My point is, this half-a-day opportunity made me see that the career of a cabin crew shouldn’t be taken lightly… you see them pretty, you see them only serving you meals only because nothing eventful ever appears while you fly... well, at least not on those flights I took…

A flight attendant in Malaysia Airlines not only have to look pretty (and smart), they are also equipped with very important knowledge during those emergency situations. I mean, do most of us really know what hypoglycemic means? Do you know how to treat it? More importantly, can you tell from seeing someone that he/she is showing symptoms of hypoglycemia? And how do you treat a hypoglycemic in a coma, effectively?

we gate-crashed a refresher course... and happily took photos
of the first aid session. all of them were evaluated strictly since there
is no way they could gamble away human life in the air.

- photo taken from Khairul Sufi's collection on facebook

The ladies who don the tight-fitting kebaya could also apprehend rowdy passengers, and they’re taught to handle critical situations like terrorism/hijacking. What’s more, just imagine them saving your life while being thrown at sea, in their kebaya. Haha… I know it may seem like a beautiful sight until you know what it’s like to be in the water, trying to swim to safety into the raft… I tried that in my previous safety training and trust me, in deep sea, salty water and those huge waves, it ain’t easy getting to safety… it is difficult enough doing it in those calm water of the swimming pool.

imagine having to get uncomfortably wet in tight kebayas
and thick make-up.

and swim laps... under very strict observation and instructions.

the kecil-kecil cili padi trainer with a really firm voice instructing
the trainees while i busily snapped photos non-stop for Khairul
using his camera.

In this sense, I guess you should realise that nothing’s ever easy in life… you may think a career looks simple (although this one has its perks, eh?), easy and glamorous but everything always has its pros and cons.

At the end of the session, all of us emerged with a different outlook, but the same fascination of the cabin crew in uniform :D

I would like to thank Malaysia Airlines, especially the Media Relations and Training department for having us all there and showing us true Malaysian Hospitality.

all of us capturing one of the many memorable moments on
camera... truly an experience one may never forget ;)

They have many more contests updated regularly on their page in facebook. I regretted adding them as a fan a tad late as I missed ‘the Great Escapade’ by a few minutes. Otherwise, I am confident that little jj’s ranting on our trip to London could at least get noticed… ‘she’d’ just have to add another paragraph on which Stimulus Package would be perfect for us ;P. Oh well…

But you don’t need to miss out on anything. Just click on the icon of Malaysian Airlines Travel on facebook and become a fan. They have plenty of information to share with you with regards to travel tips, food excursions and many many contests. Who knows... even if you don't obtain anything in kind from Malaysia Airlines, you could just get that rare chance to make friends with perfect strangers, like we all did..... while experiencing something one could only dream of, like we all had... aha :D

one of the many group photos on the first class cabin,
photo courtesy of William

What are you waiting for... check out the Malaysia Airlines Travel page on facebook and be a fan! You'd be sure to check out their page every once in a while for their informative and interesting updates.