<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:51:00.205-07:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>FLYING HIGH</title><subtitle type='html'>The tales of the prettiest Cabin Crew around!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-7011449294280107567</id><published>2008-10-24T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:09:07.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>What is wrong with this man that i like ..... he really reallly likes me but he is confused, i know i should give him time time ideally i would like that if i were to be in his shoe but than in the current situation i dont like that i am hanged. OK dont say the L word but i would like to treated like a woman ... i like goin on a date, flowers, suprises doesnt have to be fancy but just show me in some way u care about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he like me just because he knows i like him and its all convenient there is no hard work involved ........ I am very confused, I will give him 2 weeks so if today is 24th ... i give him till 5th of Nov 2008, lets see wat happens LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-7011449294280107567?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/7011449294280107567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=7011449294280107567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/7011449294280107567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/7011449294280107567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/10/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-8619595124356320034</id><published>2008-09-19T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:01:35.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>I dont know the title of this blog, but i am sure i will come up with something byt he end of it. I want to blog about where i stand in life right now. I have decided its about time to invest and since it was a huge amount and i am taking a loan and have a car on loan too ... i am scared since i dont know if i am doing the rite thing. Its good to have investements but when you start off is it normal to have hurdles, second thoughts ?? I feel the pinch, okay i know i am not the worlds best person to be given responsibities (hate them honestly) I am afraid that i will not live up to the commitment though i have worked it all out .... my finance till the end of next year .... I hope it goes the way i want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someone who has loan but he seems to be taking it well. I think i am overreacting, its the future that i am scared of ... job security ... its a 5 year comitment ...... hopefully it should be all good. God please bless me and protect me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-8619595124356320034?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/8619595124356320034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=8619595124356320034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8619595124356320034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8619595124356320034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/09/insecurity.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1956619459938007058</id><published>2008-07-30T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:21:08.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend or Boy Friend !!! wats the difference??</title><content type='html'>As clearly my title for post says .... is there a difference in friend and a boy friend except that and friend can be a girl or a guy .... but in the case of Boy friend it is usually strictly a guy. Its like love and like, i think i was discussed that before and i would repeat is there a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i being childish by sort of knowing there is a difference but trying to not acknowledge it ...... not sure !!! I agree there is a difference but i feel it isnt really that big a difference at the same time i like to same it has a huge difference i am sooo gonna check the dictionary .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then i am still a confused lost soul ............ i can make myself sound so melodramatic ... ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1956619459938007058?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1956619459938007058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1956619459938007058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1956619459938007058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1956619459938007058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/07/friend-or-boy-friend-wats-difference.html' title='Friend or Boy Friend !!! wats the difference??'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-5335561813674721214</id><published>2008-06-16T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:55:11.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope N Future !!!</title><content type='html'>"What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?&lt;br /&gt;I think it is the hope of loving,or being loved."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Meister Eckhart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And couple of them were on FUTURE, that i came across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people:&lt;br /&gt;those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;John M. Richardson, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fear not for the future, weep not for the past."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the majority of us, the past is a regret, the future an experiment."&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-5335561813674721214?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/5335561813674721214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=5335561813674721214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/5335561813674721214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/5335561813674721214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/06/hope-n-future.html' title='Hope N Future !!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1736054569765593897</id><published>2008-06-16T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:30:18.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>,,,,,,,,,,, Long Way To Go!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its almost four and a half years since i am in my current job. Thats long, i have been quiet careless, made mistakes, but i feel i have grown so much from where i started, i have come a long way and i am proud of myself i have done well. But where from here ................??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i joined i had said five years and i will get into something i always wanna do. Now it looks like i am giving myself 2 years more. I will have to work out something by the end of this year or else i will be way behind and that me NO LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i am scared of what will happen if i make wrong decision ......... I know its part of life, ups and downs, all makes this walk a walk to remember, but ... oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1736054569765593897?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1736054569765593897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1736054569765593897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1736054569765593897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1736054569765593897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-way-to-go.html' title=',,,,,,,,,,, Long Way To Go!!!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-4649445949874715905</id><published>2008-03-21T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:56:16.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom tooth ..... Ouch</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting my wisdom tooth .......... Its been bad feels like i am being slapped on my left cheek throughout the day and its ouuuuch hurts .... pain (someone who i know would have corrected me). Neeed stronger panadolsssssssssssss aaayooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-4649445949874715905?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/4649445949874715905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=4649445949874715905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4649445949874715905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4649445949874715905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/wisdom-tooth-ouch.html' title='Wisdom tooth ..... Ouch'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1874048484921517398</id><published>2008-03-21T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:51:37.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Lows.........</title><content type='html'>Big Mistake ................... sleeping while listening to a beautiful melodious romantic number .... and hence my morning is messed up with unwanted thoughts of people who i dont even want to acknowledge. I have had a lousy weekend ..... which was a long weenkend for us here... I felt that i hurt someone but i never meant to i wasnt even aware that the person had feelings for me. Its funny where life gets us, people break up for the lamest reason and then there are some who cant feel anything for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure i am never gonna adjust for anything less, and why should i, when i know i can do much better. :) everyone i know is very proud of me saying how i handled my recent break up. Yipppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note ............ I am going for the Horse race held here and i am working on making my hat .... yes i am making my own hat with feathers, net etc. i am very excited about it. I will try and put up a picture of how my hat turns out ....... yippppyeeessshhh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1874048484921517398?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1874048484921517398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1874048484921517398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1874048484921517398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1874048484921517398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-lows.html' title='Saturday Lows.........'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-4649114482346048758</id><published>2008-03-08T03:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:13:18.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow It Or Not</title><content type='html'>Confused ................ Confused, I would completely agree it is for the tiniest reason but come on i am a girl it is improtant for me to think it over and over and over and over ......... for the longest time i could remember, i had quiet long hair ........ it gradually shortened up to medium ...... and then to short and now i am again at a point where should i stick to what i have or should i chop it off ....... Or probably just spice it up with a fringe ...... Confused i wish i could get a solution for it .... welll i think the best would be to just ask my lovely Ms J for advice (i hope she says yes for a fringe) heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day so far as not been very eventful and that is only because i didnt want it to be ..... I just want to relax ... Because from tomm i will be helping Mrs JJ on a project which i am told will demanding and would require me to work on weekends tooo and i am really excited about it. I cant wait ........ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-4649114482346048758?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/4649114482346048758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=4649114482346048758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4649114482346048758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4649114482346048758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/grow-it-or-not.html' title='Grow It Or Not'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-2675421877704282967</id><published>2008-03-04T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:32:07.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>View From The Top</title><content type='html'>Just like what my title says ......... since i am in First class and an additional crew ... the prek is sitting in the cockpit for take off and landing, and the control tower of New York is BUzzzzzzzzzzzy very very buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy. Never seen so many aircrafts in the airspace waiting for permission or even taking off at such close intervals, i was amazed it was awesome and i had the headset where in i could hear what conversation the cockpit had with the control tower, its just ammmmmmmazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now ............ And Mr. DK (also known as Mr. MBA guy) if u reading this, i would like to say Hi and a big Thank you for being there, you really are a great friend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-2675421877704282967?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/2675421877704282967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=2675421877704282967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/2675421877704282967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/2675421877704282967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/view-from-top.html' title='View From The Top'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1492967917826618067</id><published>2008-03-03T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T02:24:55.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because I feel so ......</title><content type='html'>I used to think&lt;br /&gt;I had the answers to everything&lt;br /&gt;But now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That life doesn't always go my way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah feels like I'm caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realize&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a girl, Not yet a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is time&lt;br /&gt;A moment that is mine&lt;br /&gt;While I'm in betweenI'm not a girl, Not yet a woman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1492967917826618067?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1492967917826618067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1492967917826618067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1492967917826618067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1492967917826618067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-because-i-feel-so.html' title='Just Because I feel so ......'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1230616084268254922</id><published>2008-03-03T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:55:50.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipppppppppppppyzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>I have finally decided what it is i will be doing on my leave ......... and it is something i love ..... people who know will know what i am talking about its PR ........ and it will be with people i know and to top it i will be paid for it ......... how nice, its so true when God Almighty closes one door for you he opens another :) Happy Goddess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1230616084268254922?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1230616084268254922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1230616084268254922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1230616084268254922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1230616084268254922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/yipppppppppppppyzzzzzzzz.html' title='Yipppppppppppppyzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-3737939580391732865</id><published>2008-03-03T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:47:04.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly First Class :)</title><content type='html'>First Class : Flat Bed, Own Suite, Pjs, Slippers, Hand towels and Non Stop Cavier and Champange .................... I could live that life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed working that class and will be doing so for the comming few days .......... its time i take my upgrade seriously and have a word with my manager. I am suprised i was gonna give up my job, I love everything about this job to name a few its the freedom, meet new people i just love it all and i was gonna give this up for something which would be less exciting and more of a routine, wonder what i was smoking (coz i dont remember either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna give up this job for anything............... what i would do is try and learn something which will give me a something to fall on when ever i need it ......... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-3737939580391732865?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/3737939580391732865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=3737939580391732865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3737939580391732865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3737939580391732865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/fly-first-class.html' title='Fly First Class :)'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-4880608221465104429</id><published>2008-03-01T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:30:01.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Fever ...........</title><content type='html'>Not something which is expected of me, but for me somehow a long flight gives me creeps.... How is the crew gonna be? Will they be friendly? Will they be hardworking? Would i like them? a lot of questions ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belive no matter where we go its the crew that makes the flight not the passengers ........... The team work is always shown, passengers can see it. But if there is one rotten seed it can be so visible. Especially, these long trip where i will be flying from here to Hamburg then after a day to JFK and then back to Hamburg and then back home, so nearly a 6 day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping rite now but i cant sleep .............. time to calm the senses ............ Dream ........ snore (not sure if i do) ............. nite nite to me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-4880608221465104429?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/4880608221465104429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=4880608221465104429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4880608221465104429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4880608221465104429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/flight-fever.html' title='Flight Fever ...........'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-6739592899023173980</id><published>2008-03-01T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:20:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Random Thoughts!!!</title><content type='html'>Well there are loads of things that run thru my head............ Scared of what future holds for me ... i am excited but a lil scared i dont know what am i suppose to look out for, its like rite now i am flying aimlessly. How do i know wat is rite or wrong for me how do i read the signs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before all that i dont know if i have completely shut off my past and how do u do that? or how do i know i have moved on? See i told u i have loads of questions ........... Am i still hoping my past to come back to me? Is this all normal (i think it is or so i m told) I wanna learn from my past relationship but i dont know what to learn out of it.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i came across was my life could have been far worse, a break up is nothing atleast it wasnt as bad as someone dying, imagine someone gone and will never ever watsoever come back ...... when i mentioned this to my friend she confirmed that i was still expecting my ex back in my life, but thats not true, even if he does come (knowing him it will never happen) i would never be able to trust him as i did............. i will always have the fear or the insecurity that he has done it once he can always do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i dont get is how can love change? what makes it change as far i know a mothers love never changes so y does a lovers love change is it because they dont have a blood relationship ..... but then if they have blood relations then they become brother and sister (ok i agree i dont make sense anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going on this long trip to Hamburg from there to JFK and i am hoping by the time i get back i will be a changed person or atleast know what i want, i hate this feeling of being aimless (and not having a mission) .............. I have already decided that i will not pursue my Bach. since that was never what i wanted to do. I am gonna work my way to CIDESCO i feel that will keep me happy and isnt that what people usually say "As long as it keeps you happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has always been very supportive and they suprise me all the time, i used to date a Hindu guy and they supported me i am sure they always knew she will come back but its strange, even when i told them its over they were like we always knew but then why was i not aware of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They impressed me so much that i have made up my mind ....... a decision which i will stick to, i am gonna give myself 2 more yrs with this airlines and by then i should have done something that i will be in control of. The comming two years will be all abt my career and reaching the vision i see myself in, and then i think i will do as family says marry who my folks think rite (i know its not very me) but it looks like they know exactly who i should be with, i have tried it on my own havent been quiet successful. :) I think it it cant get all that bad what more worse can happen to me i think i can be a relationship Guru....... lolzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suprised by how i started off and where i reached ......... i was just randomly blabbering and i actually got my answers too ....... I love bloggin i think i should do this more often. I like the fact that i can write my inner most fear and know no one is gonna ever know who it belongs to (except one person, but i dont even expect him to read it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-6739592899023173980?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/6739592899023173980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=6739592899023173980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6739592899023173980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6739592899023173980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/03/weird-random-thoughts.html' title='Weird Random Thoughts!!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-4224196177256812199</id><published>2008-02-25T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:22:50.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Randomly met a lady while shopping ....... was told i have a good aura............ and that i should get rid of my past .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was i shopping ?? because i have been neglecting myself a lot lately and i have been told i have lost a drastic amount of weight (havent gotten myself on the scale yet) so need new clothes for the new bod :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good aura: well its my modestly that i usually dont brag, but i do get a lot of them and i am glad i do, because that means i am a beautiful person and i am sure people who know would not deny it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting rid of my past ....... i think i am nearly there but since she has mentioned it, its definately a sign and to top it i dont need a vain person to spoil my aura lolzzzzzzz (when the vain man reads it he will get my hint)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-4224196177256812199?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/4224196177256812199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=4224196177256812199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4224196177256812199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4224196177256812199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-day.html' title='A Good Day !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1653272290731777096</id><published>2008-02-24T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:17:27.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Love ...........</title><content type='html'>Came across this over the net and really made me think .......... and want to blog about it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile."&lt;br /&gt;- Franklin P. Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have questioned myself whenever they is a conflict or stress in a realationship that i had as to "why me" all the time. Something that i never did was when i got into a relationship i hadnt asked the same question "why me". Again something that i read but cant put it the exact way is ..... "Its only a rock that cannot feel love ...... all other living being do have that feeling, hence fortunate are the one's that know the feeling of love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself to be really lucky to belive in the magic of love, i know doesnt sound practical, may sound childish to some .......... but if u look around people who dont belive in the magic of love are the ones who though having friends around still feels like the world is a stranger. So my advice to all will be to start beliving in love only then will the world be a better place... and i will land with a better man for myself lolzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1653272290731777096?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1653272290731777096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1653272290731777096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1653272290731777096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1653272290731777096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-is-love.html' title='What is Love ...........'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-7449525551685941699</id><published>2008-02-24T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T11:53:07.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>Dubai Shopping Festival got over today ........................ so need i say more. This time my focus was on dresses mostly evening wear and i love what i have picked oh and picked up a nice frame too. Infact i so love it that i will put up the pic one of these days, it will go well with a handbag that i was gifted a few months back :). Most of the stuff i picked were from Zara and i think 2 of my dresses were a steal for like for 20 to 25 $ .................. me very happy. Its definately got me on a natural high. Got back to being a buzy body that i used to be and i think i always enjoyed it, no wonder i felt something was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Black dresses what do they say "Every girl should have one black dress" but is it ok to have more ???? I am not sure and neither was my friend. Talking about shopping i even picked up a cell phone that i had been eyeing for almost 9 months now. Yipppe I just Love the way Shopping makes me feel its even better than chocolates (coz u will stress about loosing those lil extra pounds u put on). Hence i think Shopping is stress free and rejuvenating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-7449525551685941699?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/7449525551685941699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=7449525551685941699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/7449525551685941699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/7449525551685941699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/02/retail-therapy.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-6638648766425111317</id><published>2008-02-20T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:26:53.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling In Sick</title><content type='html'>Just like the title says ........... Me is sick ..... awwwwuuuch. Not sure what hurts most the pain or the fact that i asked for it, so i decided to call in sick. No work for one more day i am planning to recover by doing the rite thing. Wake up the morning for a bright start .... a new fresh start. Its only me that exsist, no one else ............. I, Me and the Flying Goddess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-6638648766425111317?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/6638648766425111317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=6638648766425111317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6638648766425111317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6638648766425111317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2008/02/calling-in-sick.html' title='Calling In Sick'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-5130939004867548969</id><published>2007-08-19T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:09:50.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two Of My Vacation</title><content type='html'>Didnt actually do anything different but was relaxing, i read a book after a very long time watched some tele played with my lil star. Hmmmm we did actually plan on going out to a mall called Forum but it didnt quiet happen that way thanks to my sleep. I have been sleeping a lot which is a very refreshing change so buggu if u r reading this then u know i am following my 5 commandments lolzz............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep before my buggu left to US for his studies he told me there were 5 commandments i had to follow (apart from the 10 commandment i already follow) they were as follows: (on priority basis listing them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Work Out (Go to the GYM)&lt;br /&gt;2) Take Care of ur health (Sleep Well)&lt;br /&gt;3) Eat Well&lt;br /&gt;4) Say my Hi to ur Mom n Bro when u call them&lt;br /&gt;5) Talk to my hair (Grow them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second and third commandment are followed rest all me working on it ...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-5130939004867548969?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/5130939004867548969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=5130939004867548969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/5130939004867548969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/5130939004867548969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-two-of-my-vacation.html' title='Day Two Of My Vacation'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1775292824633828902</id><published>2007-08-18T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:14:10.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Day One Of My Vacations</title><content type='html'>My vacation let me tell u how it started off....... I was actually hoping to go to US to meet my bubu tats the main reason y i took this leave but then things didnt really work the way i wanted and so i landed in Banglore (which by the way i dont regret at all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys already know i am a crew so i get discounted ticks (yea yea one of the perks stop being so J i deserve them heheh), so as it is always we thats is the staff are the last ones to know if they got on the flt and me being smart didnt go to the airport erly coz anyways they make u wait and give u 35 to 40 mins to reach the gate so Duty Free is never a possibility but I manage to squeez it some how dont ask how i do it and that matters, so again this time round the same happened they gave me 35 mins so i run once i get my boardin pass i had to xchange money, had to pick up a big box of Malteesers and pick up few dvd's for my camcorder ..... (yep my new passion i love to capture events rite now the my lead actor is my lil nephew Ethan and supporting Actress is myself :) i can smile n no one complains heheh ok getting back to the topic, I then reached the air craft and happened to be the last one, luckily no announcement were made that would have been embarressing ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to my seat it was 25 A and aircraft type was Boeing, and next to me were 2 other staff one a engineer and the other mother of a staff an old lady, the guy next to me started chatting up and I actually didnt mind it, he had stuff to tell me about aircrafts that i wasnt aware of hence he was interesting ..... and the old lady next to me poor thing got emotional by the end of the flight (she spoke in kannada n i dont know the lingo so i really wasnt much help "the man in the middle" actually calmed her down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen we reached Blr i was in no hurry as we reached early ... and i was expecting my BIL (in case u didnt know its stands for brother in law) to come later i was the last ones to leave and as i expected it took ages to get my bag coz they had kept it in a different place oh welll finally i made it out and saw my bro in law .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to the house was quiet long n scary (u will know wat i mean when u get to India). But we made it safely thank God for that ..... n i met my lead actor also know as buggu or dukor just like the other matharo in my life (the last line is only for someone special to know and that person knows it), and i was tired so had din din n slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day that is today it was a combination of sleeping and playing wid the child and wathin tele nothing really different that i did............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i did go out for a stroll need excercise not much just to get out of the house kinds and on our way we dropped by coffee day something like Costa's or Starbucks... Not a bad menu but i wont say they were excellent but they werent as bad as i expected but i will try something else next time any suggestions bubu ......... oh n we did have panipuri from road side nothing so great ....... anyways thats all from me, I am being told we will be visiting a shopping mall called Forum tomm so watchout for a preety girl wid camcoder coz i m gonna be shooting my lil star hehheh watch out Ethan Coz me gonna be shootin u hahah n see u soon .........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1775292824633828902?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1775292824633828902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1775292824633828902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1775292824633828902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1775292824633828902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-one-of-my-vacations.html' title='Day One Of My Vacations'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-2965094779551394347</id><published>2007-07-22T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:05:16.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ring .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1AGe629F0M/RqMK5ak3OUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3W81c23U-E/s1600-h/@Dubai+07-10-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089923985361549634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1AGe629F0M/RqMK5ak3OUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3W81c23U-E/s320/%40Dubai+07-10-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's gave me the ring "Buggu"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-2965094779551394347?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/2965094779551394347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=2965094779551394347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/2965094779551394347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/2965094779551394347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/07/ring.html' title='The Ring .......'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1AGe629F0M/RqMK5ak3OUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z3W81c23U-E/s72-c/%40Dubai+07-10-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-3613113817392867836</id><published>2007-07-21T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:33:37.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting your future MIL</title><content type='html'>I know all u girls are scared of the MIL(mother in laws) but think about them as humans they just like us they there once where we are. I know it doesnt ease off the fright but u will have to get used to them no matter what. I too like u peeps have a MIL, and a preety nice one she thinks i am preety oh i forgot the lil detail she doesnt know i am dating her only beloved son, and i dont wanna think about what would happen when she finds out, i'll worry about it later as my buggu says "All in good time". I just thought i would let u peeps know that my MIL thinks me preety YIPPY its kind of fun i did know of it before and hearing it from the horses mouth is different and i know the fact that (i am actually prepared for this one) once she finds out about us she will never say it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the poor lady will have nothing to hold against me, when her son and my buggu says he would love to marry me inspite of the fact that i am a Catholic (and he is a Hindu) which is fair enough ....i understand... hmmm me very HAPPPY :))) talk to u soon (feeling a bit drowsy had a lil too much of that white wine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-3613113817392867836?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/3613113817392867836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=3613113817392867836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3613113817392867836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3613113817392867836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/07/meeting-your-future-mil.html' title='Meeting your future MIL'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-4093508959271331077</id><published>2007-07-20T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:16:07.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Duty i Hate</title><content type='html'>Me @ CBC doing the duty i have always been scared of, Airport Standby, for some weird reason this duty has always given me the shivers i wonder y ..... its probably the most uncertain moment of ur life with the added uncertainities we already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never know where u could be headed to... you could go to NYC or Australia any part of the world or u may not go anywhere at all where ever it is the standby duty can be something scary as u need to pack for everything the summers that means my swim suit (even if i dont go to the pool) or winter clothing that means my jacket and boots (I dont really enjoy winters much) so yea dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i forgot to mention i hate the bell they have its the once u have in the airport ting tong the minute they hit that buzzer my heart skips a beat hoping and praying i am not the one they want to pick .... (i would one day need a Defeb to keep me going if i start to get this duty on a routine), More from me later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-4093508959271331077?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/4093508959271331077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=4093508959271331077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4093508959271331077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/4093508959271331077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/07/duty-i-hate.html' title='Duty i Hate'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-8949030017239434230</id><published>2007-07-20T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:38:00.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New from me</title><content type='html'>Ah me feel quiet guilty as i had told myself that i will try to blog more often, but then i havent had the luxury of time, been quiet busy from the start of this month. I am on something called a can use month let me eloborate on it as i m sure most ppl wont have heard of it its like a standby month where in u r treated like a reserve, but can use is for the naughty ones like me (all i did was forgot to take my passport for work oh well) and mind u peeps i have a lovely reserve month to look forward for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what i m upset abt, i am upset abt the fact that things r not going my way anymore i had planned for a vacation in Aug, n i was so looking forward for it but now the new visa rules for US says it has a 60 day waiting period, I am soooo upset. Then i thought probably it all be ok if i shift my leave but guess wat more annoyance when they said i cannot amend it has its all within a month hmmm. For now all i can do is keep my fings crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i m soo annoyed i will also type this the other day i walked into my unifom laundry place, i was all cheerfull n happy as i had a standby just b4 that n i wasnt pulled out, so in i went and the lady at counter had a very sour face n here i was without a receipt so she had to search my uniform and give me a paper to sign as i took my uniform without a receipt, see the place is very systematic all they need is my staff no. for which she told me something like i have other work that quiet upset me coz her work is to give us our uniform, and also that by her laziness n slowness i could have missed my bus n then would have to wait for an hr or more depending on the next flight arrival. Now that i have blurt it out i m quiet happy lolzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-8949030017239434230?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/8949030017239434230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=8949030017239434230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8949030017239434230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8949030017239434230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-me-feel-quiet-guilty-as-i-had-told.html' title='New from me'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-8629707876109019824</id><published>2007-06-22T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:43:20.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Today</title><content type='html'>firstly i must say i was as mentioned before not very loyal to this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well my flight was excellent, i did duty free again and the pax were excellent i had one of them who thought i was preety, see i didnt tell u i had the most fucked up flight the previous day so getting a compliment worked for me. I had a report done on me where i was told i was hard working, friendly and had a very approachable face. Oh guess wat the pax loved me so like i said i am a very people person, so buggu's folks will definately like me(i really hope so) ever since he has said i will probably meet them in dec i am a bit scared need to loose weight (i dont think i am fat, dont we all &lt;yes&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm went shopping wid buggu n didnt buy anything; i am working on my saving bit and i am dating a STUDENT hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-8629707876109019824?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/8629707876109019824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=8629707876109019824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8629707876109019824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/8629707876109019824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-day-today.html' title='My Day Today'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1088820603645295855</id><published>2007-06-14T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:41:27.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Hard!!!</title><content type='html'>Lets see, i woke up yesterday quiet early but still managed to step out only after 12 noon and the only reason i did was because i had booked tickets for Jhoom Bharabar Jhoom (JBJ) Oh well my reviews on the movie -it definitely killed time, a complete time pass. I loved the song title track, n i really thought big B looked very cute wid the jazzy belt n the works! Oh and i really loved his acting in cheeni kum, so thats my views on the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we (me and my baby) went to Bur Juman (BJ) and we did wat I love BEST - which is S - H - O - P - P - I - N - G it sure is a great therapy. Me n buggu shopped ties and i loved them both :) and buggu likes them too so it works for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we did go clubbin too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1088820603645295855?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1088820603645295855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1088820603645295855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1088820603645295855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1088820603645295855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/06/party-hard.html' title='Party Hard!!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-1156012195155342540</id><published>2007-06-14T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:17:16.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>My Flight to Banglore</title><content type='html'>Oh well.. lets start from the morning. I had kept an alarm for 8:00 but manged to wake up only by 8:30. Did my morning chores, kept thinkin i am gonna be late but managed to leave home by 9:15. The pick up was at 9:20 but then ..... guess wat? The world as always had to scheme against me, so the lift wouldnt work! I live in a building with over 50 floors, yep one of the tallest residence apartments in the world or so the net says! Of all the 6 elevators that we have, only one decided to work and that too it stopped at every floor! Awesome isnt it? I live on the 16th floor so u can imagine it stopped 15 floors! There ..missed my bus by 15 mins, so the only option in front of me was to either drive or to cab it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days i'm on a phase i need to save money as i know i am not gonna be working for long. As much as i love my job i have other priorities in life, so i need to do something abt it. I decided on driving and it was fair, i could pick my buggu on the way... Cabbie fare saved for 3 peeps (these are the times i agree i have a manglorean upbringing... ah i love manglore ahhh the food u should try the chicken sukka, my favourite! Oh come on i am distracted already! Lol!) ...so i drove like i was a grand prix driver reached there in 20 mins and still had abt 15 mins to reporting time and so i ate my youghurt had my choco milk; in short had my breakie there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started the breifing, it was simple and easy, but i think its abt time i start studying as my recurrent may be anytime soon. Like in another 3 to 4 months, then came the turn for positions and when i mentioned i wanted to do the galley my crew member seemed quiet happy about it. This was the second time i ever did galley and was already facing a problems such as when to heat the breads, as they go out first &amp;amp; at the same time its not hygienic to keep the meals on the floor... we also have space constrains etc etc but i managed n i survived it. The service went smoothly and crew were supportive but to having run the show from the back comes with a cost and that was having a Champange, 7 up, water and white wine falling on me! I was just so accident prone it was not funny! For the next round, that is the way back, i was prepared coz i was more organized as there was more time in hand. I had 2 pax (passengers) who had travelled with me from JFK to Dubai and we had a CIP.. not telling who (oh CIP stands for commercially important person) He was quiet nice again the service ran smothly thanks to me ehm ehm ...I deserve some credits! Hahaha and i was doing my round of PR when i went and asked how the flight was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My standard question is would u like to comment on our flight today, anything - good, better or best as we are never worst! To be honest i do choose the people i go speak to too and i was told i am a friendly and a very professional and that the service was excellent food was good. After all i cooked (warming up the meals and cooking is the same thing i could possibly burn the food too u know but the food was great hhehehe) and by the end of the flight i managed to take a nice little bath with red wine too! So much for alchohol is not good for the skin... bla bla bla :) But the flight went good so that was nice .. more from me but in a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-1156012195155342540?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/1156012195155342540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=1156012195155342540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1156012195155342540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/1156012195155342540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-flight-to-banglore.html' title='My Flight to Banglore'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-3230230092933689873</id><published>2007-06-13T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T05:56:21.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me !!!</title><content type='html'>hiya! Abt me- i am 24yrs born and raised in the Middle East.. well almost! I did do my 5 yrs in india - my primary schooling, but i always liked ME more -as its more pampered, probably thats why !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i finished my primary i did my High school in dubai again finished it .. during my summer break i worked at a telemarketing office, then tried my hands on promotions in the supermarket,events etc it was fun so i stuck to it for a while i did couple of escort n hostess job for shows, premiers, launches i enjoyed it .. then i got into college .. during one of my promotions i was recognised for my outstanding job done and got a job in the office so then i worked for a events management in the pre sales dept. I had to create slides and quotes it was a neat thing to do. I did do my college studies while i worked so i had to juggle them both but i managed by just scrapin thru it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one fine day i got to know abt the IMF that was held over here and i worked for it i think 10 to 15 days it was fun again, odd hrs, meeting different new ppl if i havent mentioned i love meeting new ppl i am very friendly or so i am told lol then happened my current job i am a cabin crew with a leading airlines in the UAE and a proud one at that .. hehe i love my job !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always wanted to be a Air Hostess i would look at the hostess in the flight and go i want to be where she is and dream .. i am very grateful to have managed to be one i completely enjoy every bit of it meet different people solving issuses. I wont say its always that way there are definately days when i want to be anti social but the work that i do doesnt let me be, i have to be cheerful no matter what. The bitterness may lie in me, sometimes i think we become robots at work, no matter if the passengers yell or cry throw a major fit by the end of the flight when passengers leave the aircraft u smile n say 'babye stranger' ! Oh well apart this i totally love my job. I have seen so many new places, tasted so many different cusines,... have i not mentioned i love FOOD! Lol! ...met different people, partied in so many different countries, oh yes one thing we good at are our after parties ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to crib about the flight we just did, so if u happen to be the first one to call me after my flight dont be shocked if i say i am tired oh there is passenger he was bla bla bla !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all abt me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-3230230092933689873?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/3230230092933689873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=3230230092933689873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3230230092933689873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/3230230092933689873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/06/about-me.html' title='About Me !!!'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206628540423368509.post-6528747695298321140</id><published>2007-06-13T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:41:29.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little LOST</title><content type='html'>This is the first time I am doing anything of such sort, I have never managed to even keep a diary properly. I tend to be easily bored, but I think at this point of time I really need to keep a journal on myself … oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused, well when am I not confused ! But till now I used to be confused about what is love, all about now I am thinking if there is anything like real friendship, if there is really a feeling that you have for a person who u consider just like a sister or brother a part of your family.... I thought I did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are friends not suppose to be happy when u are ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for the first time my buggu didn’t seem very playful; he is always playful but today he was like if she wants to she will or else its all good. I didn’t like that attitude reminds me of my past I am confident that there were things at the back of his mind that were troubling him and I wasn’t helping him much but still ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels much better typing it out, because at this moment in life I feel I don’t have friends and I feel hopelessly alone... n I can always trust on my PC, yes I trust in you, u r my new best friend !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On job front I did galley for the second time. I was a mess luckily I managed to do it onto me than others it was hectic but I think I am very confident at it I like it but it comes with great responsibilities but it definitely helps I am more responsible and more of a team leader in it. Feels nice, power is always nice isn’t it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all from me, i will write soon with a proper introduction tilll then nite nite ...i am gonna go watch movie or probably tire myself by reading this book that i m on its Straight From The Gut by Jack Welsh the CEO for GE hmmmmmmmmmmmm bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206628540423368509-6528747695298321140?l=goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/feeds/6528747695298321140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1206628540423368509&amp;postID=6528747695298321140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6528747695298321140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206628540423368509/posts/default/6528747695298321140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddessestraveltales.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-lost.html' title='A little LOST'/><author><name>MeMo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08055479743094835901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
