Thursday, March 30, 2006

Reeking of coffee, aerosol and everything unpleasant....and a tad too much information.

I got home today from my short lay-over in Down-Under, Somewhere.
Well, the flight was fine though I found myself keeping really low-keyed. I didn't know exactly what was it that had triggered the silent, non-interruptive me. I wasn't "pms"sy. Nor was I upset with anything in particular. Infact, a few good things have been happening to me. Like earning a new pair of birkis, courtesy of dear team girl, Han, who had done enough Frankfurt flights to help keep my birki collection up-to-the-minute and supplement my avant-gardist nature, or if that is too much self-glorification, perhaps, fashionista-wannabe dynamism, should douse the narcissism. And of cos I have to mention darling Kak Lin, who have decided that we should share our birkis since we both wear the same size, and it started with why don't I borrow hers (which was a brilliant suggestion), even though I don't need it just yet. But would never mind it, of cos. Cos it's like an extension to my collection. A Bigga, Betta extension.
"..just use first, use first, use first so I could create more room for another..."
khkehe..so she said. Kak Lin, if u ever get around to reading this,
"I'ld always have room for those which U have ran out of room for. I'll create room!!! Die die oso must find room.. Sure got Room, I tell ya!" khekhe!
Anyhow, while I was there in Down Under, Somewhere, I hung out with Humairah, a zany, really fun-loving, counterpart, whose sister has the same name as me, and whose father's name is like mine. Anyhow, we both are Virgoans equally. Having shared sentiments on certain issues and hitting it off like almost instantly. She is just so wacky. Had poured out what seemed like the most drama, days of our lives stories, over lunch, and a tad bit of shopping which got me nothing but some facial care products and gums for my mum, and a new hair accesory, and a new can of hairspray, 2 bars of chocolates, a packet of ondeh-ondeh which i had the "juice" oozing from them for my lack of care at carrying, a packet of my favourite big, fat, juicy, mint dragees, a carton of milk, two slices of pizza, a piece of banana cake...yes! That's my whole bag of nothings, I must say. We met up with her cousin who is studying there. A sweet-young-thing, very decent, really docile character. She is all that even though I didn't quite expect her to ask me these,
"So how old are u?", "Do u have a boyfriend?", " Why not?", "I'm surprised!", "Do you smoke?"
....khekhe....Having that come from someone her age, it was appaling, yet good-naturedly, almost unassuming and carelessly, innocent. She's afterall very young. And I told her like a real-learned, been there, done it all, sisterly natured, and you'll-know-when-you-get-there-matter-of-factly,
"....sometimes, things just don't go the way you'ld plan them,"
And she nodded like she understood, which honestly, was good enough for me. I wasn't going to make her understand anyway. I just wanted to dismiss the bit about "Do u have a boyfriend?", "Why not?"...really really quickly.
Then I came onboard and was deployed to work in Business Class. The first I noticed of this particular passenger was that, he had wanted a seat change. He got it cos we weren't expecting a full load. After offering him the works of what that was to be offered, amenities, papers, magazines, he told me this, " U know Nadia, U remind me of a good friend's wife, and I like u."
???? Incensing or flattering? I can't quite decide. But I was quick at dismissing his condition for the lack of cabin pressure at 35,000 feet, mid-air, people don't usually talk much sense. So everytime I walked pass his aisle, he'ld stop me to say something, anything. The last was when he asked, ..."may I see your palm?" And I was fast to veto cos I don't like people reciting my future. But he was even faster at orating my characteristics from it like he was reading it from a book. In a good-natured and humbly manner I declined and reasoned my not letting, self-fulfilling prophecy undermine my better judgement towards life and destiny, while the better faithed me heaved "astaghfirallah" like a thousand million times...underneath my breath!
Then I landed way earlier than scheduled and had had time to check my new roster. 3 long flights before my leave starts. Good! Excellent, in fact! And first long flight will commence Friday. So I foresee, hibernative, non-updates, for awhile cos I'm gonna be away. Till I return, take care peeps. I will too. Will natter some more when I get back. Oh yes, had a nice, free, ride home, today. Not cos it's free, but rather cos it's nice. So it's a nice ride, cos it's nice. And if I hadn't been dog-tired, I'ld prolly need an air-bag for the information I had just received via msn earlier. I know it won't make sense to anyone who's reading this but himself. Pardon my inane state. Pardon my lamenting for I'm really just dronning. But am I to seek amnesty for my lack of good looks and imperfect features that I was borned with? Pardon me if it's imposing. Pardon me if it's disturbing. But thank you for sobering me, I thank Allah nonetheless, that I am not perfect and for letting me keep whatever piece of humility that I could savor for mybeing imperfect.