I am home for holiday,not that I'm spending Christmas eve with my mom at home (as my sisters are in the U.S. right now to spend it there with their family too) but the 2 days of coming home is considered my holiday as my work as cabin crew entails of still having a flight just like any normal day is supposed to be. I am not whining, I am just making the most of the 2days here at home and spending time with my mom.
Being home is so different, I feel relaxed and as what they say: "Home sweet home." Nostalgia is just around every corner and as much as I need to go back to work tomorrow, I just want to get trapped here for a moment or extend my stay.
The year is about to end and as I asses my 2010, I got a little disappointed as I cannot find highlights in the year. I got pretty much caught up with this job that I practically lived the day just to pass it by not realizing that the day has gone by too fast. As I remember how I pondered on planning my 2010, I wanted a break. I wanted to live, earn, and be a young professional. I do not blame myself because I wanted this and yet I do blame me, I realized I have been artistically hungry even if do not admit it to myself.




















