<?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-216112918202864872</id><updated>2011-12-16T17:20:11.174+08:00</updated><category term='ninja turtle'/><category term='stalker wc'/><category term='eva ho'/><category term='Training school sucks'/><category term='NA asked crew not to blog'/><category term='dad molested mum'/><category term='lee hor fook'/><category term='two timer me'/><category term='Straits Times'/><category term='HDB bedroom'/><category term='sg-gal blog'/><category term='tits'/><category term='many people asked to open my blog'/><category term='teow chew porridge'/><category term='key poh ppl'/><category term='vagina'/><category term='caucasian pax dated me in London'/><category term='LS'/><category term='char siew duck'/><category term='night stops shortened'/><category term='my handsome captain'/><category term='capt Ian dated me at TYO'/><category term='hypocritical dad'/><category term='pornography'/><category term='left home'/><category term='virgin mum'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='maggie mee'/><category term='Mama Mia'/><category term='My Japanese BF Akira'/><category term='crew chatting during take-off and landing'/><category term='slapping case'/><category term='dad raped mum'/><category term='Beh'/><category term='susie&apos;s blog'/><category term='shitty paxs'/><category term='why wanna be a stewardess'/><category term='senior crew teh tareeq'/><category term='interview for hotel job'/><title type='text'>Former Singapore  Airlines flight stewardess Gloria's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Former Singapore Airlines  Stewardess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Yes I was an SIA Gal.&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;,Singapore Airlines, Cathay, Emirates, UA , MAS&lt;/strong&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-6785769332650877413</id><published>2011-11-23T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:25:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling better</title><content type='html'>Mi on medication for mental illness from TTSH. It is bin a few months but mi feeling better. You noe mi was prescribed olanzapine which works well. Mi hope to blog more. Please spare me the agony of having to read some ur unwelcomed comments. Don't like to delete bcox mi believe in freedom of speech but they make me real sick.&lt;h3 style="font-size: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 23px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6785769332650877413?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6785769332650877413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6785769332650877413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6785769332650877413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6785769332650877413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2011/11/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling better'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-1610110328547311680</id><published>2011-09-21T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T19:01:33.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a schizophrenia</title><content type='html'>Mi consulted a psychiatrist at TTS bcoz of having hallucination of late. He told mi had a split personality called schizophrenia. Sooo scared like almost faint when mi hear the diagnosis. Mi not crazy but a bit seeow seeow but not up to tat weirdo stage yet. Nevertheless mi r now under medication. Pray for mi dear ones pleaze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-1610110328547311680?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/1610110328547311680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=1610110328547311680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1610110328547311680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1610110328547311680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-schizophrenia.html' title='I am a schizophrenia'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-9027155624099906443</id><published>2011-09-10T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:21:01.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very sad</title><content type='html'>The other nite mi was thinking of committing suicide. Life is monotonous but don get mi wrong bcoz mi not toking about sex. Sex is nothin to mi after all the fun mi had while being a stewardess. Mi was simply tired of living,don noe why but maybe not enugh "happy" hormones in mi.&lt;div&gt;Mi went to the Novena and prayed and prayed. While there mi suddenly realized dat to be a nun was better. The "Fathers" (priests) were good looking and sauve, you noe the kind of Caucasian men. He hehe better not tok more or else people will say mi want to kowsua priests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-9027155624099906443?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/9027155624099906443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=9027155624099906443' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9027155624099906443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9027155624099906443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2011/09/very-sad.html' title='Very sad'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5504245140414852178</id><published>2011-07-26T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T14:07:58.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still finding a job and decent boy friend</title><content type='html'>Me still looking frantically for a job and BF. Me had forgotten about the airline thingy. Your guess is correct,I was with SQ. Now that I had left or fired really I don care but tell you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5504245140414852178?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5504245140414852178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5504245140414852178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5504245140414852178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5504245140414852178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-find-job-and-decent-boy-friend.html' title='Still finding a job and decent boy friend'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-8451600920117099160</id><published>2010-07-01T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T16:12:49.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been fired!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been sacked for taking too many mcs. This happened a few months ago and i am damn angry abt it...grrr!&lt;br /&gt;Shit i am now unemployed and penniless. Appealed to my union by it's a lameduck union.&lt;br /&gt;No one could help mi and so i cried and cried till mi eyes swelled.&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody gimme a job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8451600920117099160?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8451600920117099160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8451600920117099160' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8451600920117099160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8451600920117099160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-been-fired.html' title='I have been fired!!!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-4111687825392493001</id><published>2009-04-07T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:08:46.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpaid leave</title><content type='html'>Am taking abt 1 yr unpaid leave. Co not doing too well so not much choice for mi but to get lost.Otherwise,I wold be retrenched i was told.Mi work performance is not up to expectation,i was told. Frankly mi appraisal averages 85% and tis prove mi work is good. It is my MCs  that is not too good coz i take abt 30 days in a yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with mi leave i am goin to relax or travel a bit. I thgt of goin round the world but short of cash. Good way to solve tis cash prob. is to get a sugar daddy,i was told. But mi dad wld kill me coz he often told us abt fsss who were kept by rich ole men. I heard dad's stories even wen i was a kiddy. But i have to hide from dad &amp; mum abt the sugar daddy thingy. Will go on lookin till i succeed. I am becoming materialistic but dats life. Learning all the bad thingy from the crew. I am BAD,real BAAAAAAD.....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4111687825392493001?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4111687825392493001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4111687825392493001' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4111687825392493001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4111687825392493001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2009/04/unpaid-leave.html' title='Unpaid leave'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-6532162519737261462</id><published>2009-02-22T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:14:14.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I be retrenched?</title><content type='html'>Rumor swirling like crazy abt crew to be retrenched. Was asked to see mi wardleader last week. He told mi abt having to be ready to take paycut. Said mi record is not good.Said i tk too many mc and warn i cld be retrench if e co is loosing money or making too little profit. My w/l is an arsehole.He onli ne how to talk but donno how to work,i was told. He hinted that we shd go out somewhere to destress ourselves. I cock teaser him with my low-cut see thru blouse.I bend down at the first chance and noticed he peek at my breast. Think his dicky must have stood up to majulah whatever under his desk. I keep teasing him by touching his hands and he loved it.Think he did not wash his hands where i have touched and keeps smelling it and maybe "pah chew cheng" in the toliet.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i don care a damn weather i am retrenched or not. I am sick and tired of flying.The paxs are worst now than ever. Many are chee kor peh and is woman paxs they are demanding and treat us like maids. Sigh sigh life in airlines sucks!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6532162519737261462?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6532162519737261462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6532162519737261462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6532162519737261462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6532162519737261462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2009/02/will-i-be-retrenched.html' title='Will I be retrenched?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-4935617542960496290</id><published>2009-01-03T09:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:58:15.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I wrong?</title><content type='html'>Read mi last post abt e interview thingy. Said mi lover boy in sia cc told me e interview wld be on 17 or 18 jan 2009 and it way b4 the ads appear. Now we noe dat it will be on 17 jan 09 and so i am spot on!&lt;div&gt;My flying life is fuckup! Am losing interest in mi job and mi life. Dun noe wats wrong with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last flight i  met kevin and we were in L.A. We did not fly together but on different flts. Kevin looked haggard,lost at least 5 to 8 kg due to being dumped by his fss g/f. Severed him right for ditching me. In LA he asked me to go to his room and i did. Instead of him fucking me,i blow his cock so good and he ejected without even poking me...hahaha weaklin mummy's boy...haha good for nutting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4935617542960496290?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4935617542960496290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4935617542960496290' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4935617542960496290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4935617542960496290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-wrong.html' title='Am I wrong?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-7679339419568470009</id><published>2008-11-17T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:20:44.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard SIA is hiring again.</title><content type='html'>Hello i have inside infor dat SIA is hiring again. I noe the ads is not out yet but according to mi lover boys in cabin crew the interview for wk-in be at sheraton hotel on 17 or 18 jan. 2009. U can kick mi ass if i am wrong but guess i am always right lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wait and c if i am right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7679339419568470009?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7679339419568470009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7679339419568470009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7679339419568470009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7679339419568470009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/11/heard-sia-is-hiring-again.html' title='Heard SIA is hiring again.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-5560548998235607749</id><published>2008-11-08T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:21:00.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I be retrenched?</title><content type='html'>Scary is the word cos SIA is not as profitable as b4. Rumors swirling ard dat ppl like mi wuld be kicked out. Yea i know i am an average performer and it sucks to hear tis rumor. So be it if i am retrenched! It is no luv lost cos i can jolly well get a better job somewhere else.&lt;div&gt;Let mi wait and see. I am okay u know cos there is a handsome arab pax who likes me. He is Ali our solitaire pax. He  dated me when i stopped at one of the middle east stops. I was invited to his mansion and gosh it was maganificient. He threw a grand party for mi and invited many of his friends. He told them i was his new galfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like chinese and caucasian men but not arabs actually. But ali was an exception bcos he behaved like a gentleman,being educated in england,he spoke english like an english man. He smelt good too. He does not keep those thick mustache like most arabs and indians do and i can't stand it. I like well shaven men,clean and polish. That's just mi you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5560548998235607749?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5560548998235607749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5560548998235607749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5560548998235607749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5560548998235607749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-i-be-retrenched.html' title='Will I be retrenched?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-2547272798606214721</id><published>2008-10-27T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:47:38.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicks Kevin's arses</title><content type='html'>Its now confirmed that weak cock Kevin is cunt-chasing after another stewardess. After learning the art of shagging a tight cunt of mine,Kevin is now applying those techniques i tght him. He never will succeed becos those cunts dun know how to control his weak dick from cumming. Only Gloria can help that poor soft useless dicky of Kevin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-2547272798606214721?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/2547272798606214721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=2547272798606214721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2547272798606214721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2547272798606214721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/10/kicks-kevins-arses.html' title='Kicks Kevin&apos;s arses'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-4467584979143595830</id><published>2008-10-22T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:12:10.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin has lost much</title><content type='html'>Kevin has lost interest in mi,duno why but he simply dun contact me anymore...*sigh*. When i called him he on his mobile he won't answer. Last i heard he has another girlfren. I am aggrieved and angry at the same time. Why are men like this? They lose interest and are fickle in even things they used to be crazy about. For the time being,i just have to chase after him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4467584979143595830?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4467584979143595830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4467584979143595830' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4467584979143595830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4467584979143595830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/10/kevin-has-lost-much.html' title='Kevin has lost much'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-694954632127706776</id><published>2008-10-05T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:48:57.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin,oh my Kevin</title><content type='html'>Kevin is now growing a lil. With auntie's (dat's mi)influence and coaxing he is getting to be a man now. But still, I have to bj him until his is strong enugh. BTW Kevin is no longer a virgin boy. He has f*** mi over many dozen times. I am still patient with him bcoz he cums quick. He is not like my ex called Ian,an animalistic shagger whch i enjoyed very much, *sigh* i kinda miss Ian's d***&lt;br /&gt;Huh,coming back to Kevin,he is ever so gentle but not brutal in bed. NVM i will go on teaching him but my main worry is once he is good in bed,he may show off to the other stewardesses and den auntie here will be forgotten. But for now we are still together like lovers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-694954632127706776?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/694954632127706776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=694954632127706776' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/694954632127706776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/694954632127706776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/10/kevinoh-my-kevin.html' title='Kevin,oh my Kevin'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-1289445265613744894</id><published>2008-09-10T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:56:07.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from one of the SQ Girls' blog (by the looks of things she's a virgin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Is it really Sex In-the Air up there?&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's a NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I hardly get hit on by crew. ([erhaps this might answer one commentor's question about whether I am too chio to publish my picture? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually they just ask a couple of questions, give a few compliments, see that I am not biting their bait, and move on. So in this regard, I definitely think that the company has been gravely misunderstood by the public. Especially people like my dad (can refer to my initial posts.. haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that though, I have heard some raunchy stories from other crew (first hand, or otherwise). So here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was once when this steward walked into the first class galley and saw the leading stewardess talking with her male supervisor. The only percularity was that she was leaning forward with her elbows on her knees, and her legs were spread wide apart. And let's just say she wasn't decked in Jeans and T-shirt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of my colleagues has been regularly harrassed by her male supervisor. They met on a flight and went out together and he somehow talked his way into her room where she ended up being pinned on the bed and kissed. When I heard that, I was horrified and told her she had the right to file a complaint. Unfortunately, she didn't. Since then, this man has been calling her (yes, she gave him her no.) and trying to obtain her roster so that he can change flight to fly with her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is married with 2 kids. She is 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another girl I heard, had a chief show up at her room door in the middle of the night in London and pound on her door incessantly, demanding his love for her and insisting she entertain him that night. They had not met prior to that flight. When she, terrified and alone, simply kept quiet and waited till the storm passed, he finally left. But of course, she was assigned to work in business class on the way back to Singapore ie. with the chief. The man bombarded her throughout the flight and even went into the toilet she was servicing and closed the door, then proceeded to hug her and squeeze her breasts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anything was done about this issue as I still see this chief walking around in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This story I heard recently from a colleague. This stewardess with a particularly ample bosom was working in the galley with a steward. Whilst conversing, she noticed that the steward's eyes kept shifting between her face and her breasts. Either frustrated or turned on (nobody will every know), she said "You want to see is it?? You want to see I'll show you!" and proceeded to unzip her uniform to reveal her cleavage to the jaw-hanging and extremely lucky steward."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough stories for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is this. More often than not, we are responsible for our own safety and well-being. I don't think it is necessarily safe to engage in harmless flirting that could potentially have this person in you room or hijacking you around the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes though, a person can honestly do nothing to deserve bad things happening to them. (I havent even started on the same sex molestation that goes on in the air)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time however, we just brush these things off as one time encounters and believe we have not really lost anything we cannot easily replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is then this: why do we gasp in admiration and nod thoughtfully when we hear of people like the Japanese stewardess who sued this in-flight supervisor who touched her breasts on board?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happened just recently and the supervisor has sinced been sacked&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-1289445265613744894?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/1289445265613744894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=1289445265613744894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1289445265613744894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1289445265613744894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-this-from-one-of-sq-girls-blog-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-7198050021742432129</id><published>2008-08-16T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:05:44.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin is my the love of mi life</title><content type='html'>Don't think i can ever live a day without the mama's boy,Kevin. Guess what? he didn't even touch mi in Las Vegas when we bunk in together in the hotel. When we got in the room all he ever wanted to do was sleep,sleep and sleep. Boring right? maybe but to mi it was okay. I prefer this way,slowly developing feelings for each other not like my previous bf when all he wanted was to sex mi all the time we were together----that's the difference between a married man and a bachelor boy.&lt;br /&gt;All Kevin did before he slept was just kissed mi goodnite on the cheek. Boring isn't it but i think he is cool and i love this sort of man.&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long long yarn short,we flew together ( i changed mi flight to fly with kevi) to Europe recently and this time I made the 1st move. That mama's boy was so shy and so cute in bed. Could not be patient and cum so quickly into mi mouth. Of course sexually i was not satisfied but his cute ways and jokes more than made up for his short fall in sex.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy each other company and guess what ? I took up smoking because of him. He taught me to smoke and the first cigi made me cough so much till he burst out laughing and made fun of me. But now, after a week i am addicted to his Malboro cigi.  gosh,i go to the extent of smoking a pack a day now with or without my lover boy. Think i am going to get lung cancer by the time i am 30...wa so scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7198050021742432129?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7198050021742432129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7198050021742432129' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7198050021742432129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7198050021742432129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/08/kevin-is-my-love-of-mi-life.html' title='Kevin is my the love of mi life'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-2034288458124009961</id><published>2008-08-04T11:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:12:50.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Night pic of Las Vegas Strip&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_TZ8cCyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kercrto9F2E/s1600-h/las_vegas_strip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507988596034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_TZ8cCyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kercrto9F2E/s400/las_vegas_strip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_Tnr0XSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/v7XLR7iFuMg/s1600-h/venetian_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507992284421410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_Tnr0XSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/v7XLR7iFuMg/s400/venetian_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Venetian was where we stayed in LAS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_TuUQkvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rSG_yjunQJM/s1600-h/southwest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507994064655090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_TuUQkvI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rSG_yjunQJM/s400/southwest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;We flew South West to LAS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Officer Kevin and mi just back from our LAX flight. F/O Kevin was a super goodie boy. I 'kow suah ' him on this last flt of ours. Kevin is a mama's apron string boy looking so cute that i first felt like pinching his rosy cheeks. He blushes easily and so timid and soft spoken. Wonder how in the world he ever can bcome a pilot. &lt;br /&gt;Kevin and mi flew to vegas during our short stay in LAX. We stay at the Venetians,one of the best hotels mi ever stayed b4. ( will be back later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-2034288458124009961?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/2034288458124009961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=2034288458124009961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2034288458124009961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2034288458124009961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/08/beautiful-las-vegas.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Beautiful Las Vegas&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SJZ_TZ8cCyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kercrto9F2E/s72-c/las_vegas_strip1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-275347966179423815</id><published>2008-07-23T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:36:38.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am shocked.</title><content type='html'>I am shocked and mad from things i found out abt Ian.Guess what? He is shagging another stewardess. Why oh why ian? Why do such a thingy to me? I tot u went back to ur wife but u lied,u lied! U screwed me and chucked mi away. I was made a fool,i was taken for a ride,damn fucking c'pit crew. I hate u!!!&lt;br /&gt;On 2nd tots,i pity u and hope dat whore will gv u aids or std! I noe of gals who are infected with std and i hope she pass them to u ian!&lt;br /&gt;Bitter is not the word to describe mi feelings. Well heck i don't care abt feelings anymore. Can someone,some nice guys help me. I just want to get drunk everyday and gv miself to a good guy. Any taker? Not that blogger steven plse,is that his name?,ya the one xiaxue mentioned as 1 of the 7 most disgusting bloggers. Xiaxue said if he speaks u would need an umbrella. I got a utube video abt steven and like to show u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/riBS5cURFRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget abt goin out with mi if u are like that steven guy.&lt;br /&gt;Today st. times reported Xiaxue is not goin to apologise to dawn for her remarks abt her. It seems like a big legal suit is on. Y cant dey be frens and not bitch abt each other so much. Nuthing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;look at dawn's video,ask urself onli 7 secs,what type of freaking video is that.&lt;br /&gt;she said "i am going to sydney..ahh actaually its in a few hours" Fuck,wat's the big deal abt sydney? I had bin there at least 50 times oredi.Ok lets wat that shit video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEFTJR5zdJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEFTJR5zdJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-275347966179423815?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/275347966179423815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=275347966179423815' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/275347966179423815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/275347966179423815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-shocked.html' title='I am shocked.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-8274222743485484772</id><published>2008-07-13T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T13:20:23.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart aches like mad.</title><content type='html'>I am still broken-hearted,lonely and full of self pity. I abhor this freaking life. I don't want to go on living. I want to go into the convent and reflect on my life and the mere existence of it.&lt;br /&gt;I went to confession last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and the priest ( i am a Catholic)told me I had been forgiven of my sins if i repent and not to fool around with married men. I did my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;penance but things and feelings are still down. I cried till there is no tears. Wish i could go back to my family but i am too proud to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sorry to bore you all,my loyal readers. But some called me a dumb bitch while other called me a whore,a stupid bitch and the sorts (read their comments).I don't care whether i am whore,bitch or whatever. Right now i feeling like dying...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8274222743485484772?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8274222743485484772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8274222743485484772' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8274222743485484772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8274222743485484772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-heart-aches-like-mad.html' title='My heart aches like mad.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5190707350032098184</id><published>2008-07-05T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:48:36.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology for not blogging</title><content type='html'>Sorry is e word i can use here to u all for not blogging regularly. Its like my period so irregular too. But frankly i was away on flight and don have e time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened during this 2 weeks. Ian and i aren't getting on as well as we did. In fact we split up and it is because he misses his family.&lt;br /&gt;Ian is a typical family man but always prentend not to be one when he was after me. He gv me e impression he loved me more than his kids and wife but not that was before taking me to bed. *Sigh* * Cries* finally now i noe Ian wanted to be back to his family and so i let him go.&lt;br /&gt;Man are man they say, get the gal they want and then ditch them. U gals who read this take my lesson as a learning process for u. Don't be fooled by sugar-coated sweet fuckall words from handsome men. All they want is ur black hole of calcutta. After entering your black hole they will go to another hole,maybe this time a hole mine of sweet diamond juices or a white hole of england's women or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I am now on anti-depressant my doc gave me. I can't sleep a good sleep,thinking of Ian all e time. I can't function and i am feeling like a 40 yrs old. I am going to try n catch a wink and wake up with a fresh mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5190707350032098184?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5190707350032098184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5190707350032098184' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5190707350032098184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5190707350032098184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/07/apology-for-not-blogging.html' title='Apology for not blogging'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-7844156413967824495</id><published>2008-06-23T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:12:02.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spent my Sunday with Ian.</title><content type='html'>We spent the whole of y'sday 2gether in bed most of the time. Me and Ian,oh dude get dat dirty thgts outta of ur mind k? Who else wld i wanna spend mi time with?&lt;br /&gt;Ian is dirty when it comes to love making but mi just love to be submissive and "bullied" in bed. Ian luvs a good bj and i nvr disappoint him. In 1 night,we can f*** at least 5 to 7 xs,damn is dat too much? sometimes my cunt smarts like hell and can,t walk properly after a good one.&lt;br /&gt;My ex Jap bf was pale in comparsion to Ian's mastery. My ex was like a kid but Ian is a macho man.&lt;br /&gt;Had a meal at a Jap resrt. at Orchard rd. Ooo the sushi &amp;amp; sashimi were fantasbulous. The bill was fantapensive too but Ian foot it haha bcox mi poor gal lah....haha $300 for 2 of us (nvm Ian salary is like 20k a month).&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much too blog abt so bye and c u later alligator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7844156413967824495?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7844156413967824495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7844156413967824495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7844156413967824495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7844156413967824495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-live-without-ian.html' title='Spent my Sunday with Ian.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-2210993034173561939</id><published>2008-06-20T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:29:44.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I copied this from uncle Boh's blog of comments made by his readers concerning the ifs who was sacked and fined for off-loading a/c items at London Airport. U can see how the public/passengers reacted cruelly to this ifs Ong Hong Aik. Shit ppl they are who has no pity for Mr.Ong. Ian and I talked about this case and feel very sad not only for Mr. Ong but the unforgiving attitude of those ppl/paxs. Luckily we have a Matahari who is understanding and defended Mr. Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous said... ( big bad wolf)&lt;br /&gt;my vicious suggestion is this:if you get lousy service or being shown their pathetic faces by the cabin crew, please make a tip off to the custom officers as soon as you disembark, telling them you suspect the cabin crew "off-loading"...i am sure 9.9 out 10 times, these high class "off-loading" thieves will kena!&lt;br /&gt;3:24 PM&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous said...( Sweet n Kind Matahari)&lt;br /&gt;To the one who made that vicious suggestion , I just feel so sorry for you. You reaffirmed my opinion that some Singaporeans are typically cheap , shallow and ungrateful ppl. just trying to be polite here , it's actually a lot more and not some ) Not all cabin crew are what you think of and described as high class " off loading thieves just because of a few black sheep. I am certain you must be one of those onboard that think of nothing to get the attention and service from cabin crew. You must be demanding , arrogant , uncouth , impatient and always thinking the world circle around you and you only. Get a life . You are so negative and you carry too many excess baggage with you. Learn to let go. I feel sorry for you.( By the way I am Singaporean and proud to be one...just ashamed of some black sheep ..but too bad they stuck out like a sore thumb!) Love you all Matahari :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can obtain more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34523320&amp;amp;postID=8669889863153550008"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-2210993034173561939?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/2210993034173561939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=2210993034173561939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2210993034173561939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2210993034173561939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-copied-this-from-uncle-bohs-blog-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-56983175947146509</id><published>2008-06-19T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:10:24.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vagina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LS'/><title type='text'>My Europe Trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SFnUChP9KbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LFibUZYbjFI/s1600-h/parisTower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213431183408179634" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SFnUChP9KbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LFibUZYbjFI/s320/parisTower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sorry for not blogging frequently. I tot to blog abt the drinking session with my crew in Europe but was too super lazy to do tat.&lt;br /&gt;Juz a lil abt that drinking time we had. Nothing interesting except for one incident. My LS, a guy of abt 30 tried his luck on me. You know tat kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose i am to blame coz i encourage him. Handsome guy he is. Tall may be 1.8m and macho macho type. A younger version of Ian but not as matured in thinking.&lt;br /&gt;During the session, when most of us were almost drunk incld mi self, this Ls slid his hand into my blouse and fondled my tits. I was not wearing anything under my blouse and was quietly enjoying his expert twisting and rubbing of my tits. The other crew did not noticed what went on between mi and the Ls.&lt;br /&gt;Under the influence of alcohol, I thgt the ls was Ian. It was when he wanted to wriggle his hand into my panty and touch my vagina tat i realised he was not Ian. I gave him a hard punch in his groin and he let out a loud painful cry. It was then tat the others knew what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;I warned the ls never to do that again or i will write him in. He apologised and we continued drinking.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite common for the above thing to happen between the crew when they are under the influence of alcohol. One must be strong to resist the guys and if not you may prolly get pregnant after dat. Guys are guys and worse after drinking too much. But nvm, it was fun and a grand way to forget our loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;A word on IFS Ong Hong Aik ( hope i spell it right) who was fined and sacked for taking champagne and other co's things from the a/c.&lt;br /&gt;We crew of NA aso do the same things. How else can we afford to drink ourselves silly? With the sickening infaltion and the high cost of living we can't afford the luxury of drinking VSOP,Black label, Chivas or Dom Perignom by the bots. Most crew are guilty of taking dutifree things from the a/c,1 time or the other. Ask uncle&lt;a href="http://www.bohtong.org/"&gt; Boh &lt;/a&gt;who was a veteren with SIA and hear what he has to say.&lt;br /&gt;Today is my day off and I shd be seeing my bf Ian later part of the evening. He is pretty busy in the office today so he told me or is he with some stewardesses in bed now. No choice but to take Ian's word as the truth and wish for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-56983175947146509?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/56983175947146509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=56983175947146509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/56983175947146509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/56983175947146509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-europe-trip.html' title='My Europe Trip.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SFnUChP9KbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LFibUZYbjFI/s72-c/parisTower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5366987347936566370</id><published>2008-06-11T04:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:50:06.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in a crew hotel in Europe</title><content type='html'>Somewhere in a crew hotel in Europe this poor little girl is homesick and longing to see and touch her captain lover.&lt;br /&gt;Ian is in Singapore right now but with whom I don't know. Poor me Gloria is lonely and wanting to make love to him. I just long to feel Ian but there again who is he with now? Not with his wife,that I am very sure because he had moved out of his house. With some other stewardesses,I am not sure too.&lt;br /&gt;Many of my readers had warned me to be wary of Ian. They reasoned that if Ian would fuck around with me behind his wife's back,he could just do the same to me. I am scared,I am nervous,I am jealously suspicious!&lt;br /&gt;To be in my position is super horrible. I need help and I am going to get help to forget about Ian,at least for this Europe layover.&lt;br /&gt;I am going out with my crew and have a funtime. Tonight, there is going to be a drinking session in one of my steward colleague's room. We are mostly lonely people, a few missing their wives back home and others missing their boy friends and  husbands.We want to temporarily forget about "home".&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy being an air crew. The money is good but after flying for a while the places you visit becomes a bore. What is so interesting about stopping in Athens or in Amsterdam? London and Paris are too expensive to shop,eat and have fun. The Euro has gone up steeply and we simply can't afford to spend all or most of our meal allowances. We have to save our allowances as these form the bigger part of our take-home pay. Our basic salary is not much. I draw a basic pay of 1k plus but we are super happy we are going to get another big fat bonus of almost 6 months. But cabin crew&lt;em&gt;'s bonus is peanuts compared to the pilots eg Ian's bonus last yr was about 90k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will blog a bit more after our drinking session.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5366987347936566370?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5366987347936566370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5366987347936566370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5366987347936566370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5366987347936566370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/somewhere-in-crew-hotel-in-europe.html' title='Somewhere in a crew hotel in Europe'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-316574633712255930</id><published>2008-06-07T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:39:46.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pornography'/><title type='text'>People call me slut but what about them?</title><content type='html'>People call me slut but what about them huh? About 34% of churchgoing women.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.nationalcoalition.org/internetporn.asp"&gt;statistics &lt;/a&gt;speak for themselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25% of all search engine requests are pornography related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% of 18 to 24 year old men visit pornographic sites in a typical month. 66% of men in their 20s and 30s also report being regular users of pornography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34% of churchgoing women said they have intentionally visited porn websites online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is the number 1 topic searched on the Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 million Internet users visit pornography web sites per year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5 billion emails per day are pornographic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common ways people have accidentally reached pornographic content on the Web are pop-up windows (55%), misrepresented links (52%), misspelled URLs (48%) and auto links within emails (23%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15% of online porn habits develop sexual behavior that disrupts their lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adult industry was a $14 billion business in 2004. The Internet accounted for US $2.5 billion of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38% of adults believe it is ‘morally acceptable’ to look at pictures of nudity or explicit sexual behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every 10 men in church, 5 are struggling with pornography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Median age for the first use of pornography: boys: 11-13 girls: 12-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to pastors, the 8 top sexual issues damaging to their congregation are: 57% pornography addiction, 34% sexually active never-married adults, 30% adultery of married adults, 28% sexually active teenagers, 16% sexual dissatisfaction, 14% unwed pregnancy, 13% sexually active previously married adults, and 9% sexual abuse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-316574633712255930?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/316574633712255930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=316574633712255930' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/316574633712255930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/316574633712255930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/people-call-me-slut-but-what-about-them.html' title='People call me slut but what about them?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-6050095730270391674</id><published>2008-06-07T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:57:57.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SEXGc3qnLsI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TijB7bKLtG4/s1600-h/pilotADS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207786743405162178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 15px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SEXGc3qnLsI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TijB7bKLtG4/s400/pilotADS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian's dream is to establish a training cum flying school like the one above. I wonder how is he going to get the bucks to do tat. We talk alot about his dream and I fully support Ian because I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Juz hope my employer is not annoyed by this blog.I am not gonna to say which co I am working for coz I don wanna get into trouble again.&lt;br /&gt;Juz say I'm a tai tai now and loving my pilot bf who is going to divorce his freaking wife. (Ian and I suspect she was that stalker wc who sabotaged me). Ian is prepared to gv her their matrimonal home which is worth $2 mil and Ian will keep the 2 bedroomed apartment at The Bayshore. I will help Ian pay the housing loan (for the apartment and as for the other prop. it was fully paid)and we will get married.We will sort the marriage after his divorce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6050095730270391674?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6050095730270391674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6050095730270391674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6050095730270391674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6050095730270391674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-dreams.html' title='Our dreams.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SEXGc3qnLsI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TijB7bKLtG4/s72-c/pilotADS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-498807175234275114</id><published>2008-06-03T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:16:01.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='susie&apos;s blog'/><title type='text'>Support 4 me!</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://4gloria.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog was created &lt;/a&gt;to show support for me! Thank you to "4gloria" or whoever u are. I love ya and wish i would have u as mi passenger not that stalker wc (wc=withering cock).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-498807175234275114?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/498807175234275114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=498807175234275114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/498807175234275114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/498807175234275114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/sopport-4-me.html' title='Support 4 me!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-3870686960631612632</id><published>2008-06-02T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:20:45.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eva ho'/><title type='text'>I am free from dat sickness herpes,hurray!!!</title><content type='html'>Got my medical result and it is good news cos i don't hv herpes. I called Ian a few time whilst he was in europe and he swore his slutty wife was lying. He said he wld deal with her when he returns from his trip.&lt;br /&gt;Damn i don't care a fuckin thing now. I live each day at a time. U know NA (Nameless Airlines) is so nice a co. to work for. Even that shit pps stalker WC complain abt me,NA didnt even take action against me. I didn't scold or run NA down but it was the senior crew and the big bullies of the paxs that i criticised. It was the same with my dad's excolleague luke tan who was  "&lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?id=16466"&gt;stomped" &lt;/a&gt;by some arseholes in march when he started giving talks to cc wannabes. NA didnt even asked him to remove the pictures of him and the other stewardesses from his blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even use NA logos or images in my blog.so y shld NA be offended with me.&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is someone from NA who is a good fren of my dad asked me to make my blog private and i can blog all dat i want. So those whom permission is given to access my blog cannot complain against wat i blog.....same as an ex chief stewardess call eva ho,ever heard of eva?? she is freaking hot woman. She also closed her blog and allow only ppl she wanted to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-3870686960631612632?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/3870686960631612632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=3870686960631612632' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3870686960631612632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3870686960631612632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-free-from-dat-sickness.html' title='I am free from dat sickness herpes,hurray!!!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-8503054633212753644</id><published>2008-06-02T10:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:29:31.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalker wc'/><title type='text'>Tat silly stalker wc is a cock!</title><content type='html'>StalkerWC ( withering cock/cunt) claimed he/she was a regular pax with NA who took offense to wat i blog. Want mi to get into trouble with NA,so mean!&lt;br /&gt;Now i hv to adopt a low profile so i only let ppl i want to read my blog.They first hv to send mi their email address and den i will consider whether dey are suitable to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad because of this latest development.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8503054633212753644?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8503054633212753644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8503054633212753644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8503054633212753644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8503054633212753644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/06/tat-silly-stomper-wc-who-is-cock.html' title='Tat silly stalker wc is a cock!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5692032104874421942</id><published>2008-05-30T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:17:20.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NA asked crew not to blog'/><title type='text'>NA asked crew not to blog.</title><content type='html'>I had it man! My company has asked us to shutdown our blog or face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;What shall I do? This really sucks!!! Better comply? Like my readers to advize me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5692032104874421942?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5692032104874421942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5692032104874421942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5692032104874421942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5692032104874421942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/sia-asked-crew-not-to-blog.html' title='NA asked crew not to blog.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-3685863064304220061</id><published>2008-05-29T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:14:32.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Met Ian's wife face to face.</title><content type='html'>Ian's wife and I met on Wed's evening at hotel cafe in the city. Her name was "Betty" and I was surprised to find her looking youthful despite of her age (about 40). At first,I was damn uncomfortable. Meeting your lover's wife is not funny. The feeling sucks but I had to go through it. Ian did not have any knowledge of his wife meeting me and talked things over. He would be mad at me if he finds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that shocked me was Ian had herpes. When Betty broke the bad news, my jaws almost dropped. "Girl you better go for a medical check up" said Betty to me. "Ian passed that dreaded disease to me years ago" Betty told me with a sigh of regret. I did not know what else to do but broke down and cried in front of Betty. I was disappointed with Ian. What else has he got that he didn't tell me? AIDS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-3685863064304220061?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/3685863064304220061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=3685863064304220061' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3685863064304220061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3685863064304220061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/met-ians-wife-face-to-face.html' title='Met Ian&apos;s wife face to face.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-3510072074320002121</id><published>2008-05-28T13:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:19:15.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my handsome captain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='key poh ppl'/><title type='text'>The surge in visitors to my blog.</title><content type='html'>Grrrrrrrrr......why ppl are so key poh? Think I shd close my blog so as not to offend NA. But then what the heck cos that means I am not cool. Frankly, I don't care the fucks if I lose my job. The flight pattern is so freaking tight nowadays that the crew can hardly breathe. I just completed 2 turnaround flts. Psgrs are demanding and unfriendly. They treat the crew like as though we are their maids. They sucks like hell. Grrrrrrr...don't want to waste time blogging about those arseholes. Better to dream about my handsome captain and wondering which fss he is fucking during his long European flts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian's wife called me this morning (dono how in the world she got my hp no.). She sounded nice and sweet. Supposed any women that Ian screws must be sweet and nice. She wanted to meet me and discuss things over. But I am scared because in her email she threatened to disfigure me. But she sounded ok over the phone.Is it a ploy to see me and hurt me? I don't really know but I will meet her this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-3510072074320002121?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/3510072074320002121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=3510072074320002121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3510072074320002121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3510072074320002121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/surge-in-visitors-to-my-blog.html' title='The surge in visitors to my blog.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-7008874671257841809</id><published>2008-05-24T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:17:26.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so lonely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SDguE5Fj4LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nm4gga2rO7w/s1600-h/vivomain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960031005106354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SDguE5Fj4LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nm4gga2rO7w/s400/vivomain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SDguEJFj4KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fftLR8Vy7TA/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960018120204450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SDguEJFj4KI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fftLR8Vy7TA/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my day off and I am lonely. Juz don't feel like doing anything except the itch to call Ian. But I can't coz he is with his family. That's the prize I get for fucking around with a married man.....lonely while he is having a loving time with his family. Heartache for me but I went into the affair with my eyes wide opened...*sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from a batch girl of mine. We went to Vivo City and had dinner togther. Her name is Susie and she is an understanding friend whom I can confide my problem and share my joy. Su is also involved with a married leading steward.That makes the two of us who are romantically involved with married crew. "Birds of a feather flock together",yes we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7008874671257841809?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7008874671257841809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7008874671257841809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7008874671257841809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7008874671257841809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-so-lonely.html' title='I feel so lonely.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLRK8K2EOKk/SDguE5Fj4LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Nm4gga2rO7w/s72-c/vivomain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-1349495777399417126</id><published>2008-05-23T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T21:56:18.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the emailer?</title><content type='html'>Ian and I flew together on a trip with a short layover. We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fucken&lt;/span&gt; nice time but I won't reveal the station we stopped because the company and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;colleagues would know about our affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Captain Ian ( I love to tease him by addressing him as such and he gets very annoyed)pressure his wife to tell the truth about that email I was talking about in my earlier posting. It was during a hard screwing session that made his wife told the truth. She was jealous but too scared to confront Ian for the fear of losing him. She played the innocent game with her husband and at the same time tried to make me back off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;If there is one think I love about Ian,it is his ability to control his wife. Most men would tremble when their wives found about their extra marital affair but not my sweet and handsome rascal. He is a real macho type of man and I love him to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-1349495777399417126?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/1349495777399417126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=1349495777399417126' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1349495777399417126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1349495777399417126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-is-emailer.html' title='Who is the emailer?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-9075896488442198911</id><published>2008-05-19T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:11:25.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian's wife knew about our affair??</title><content type='html'>I received an email a few days back and it was purportedly from a Mrs Ian,an ex stewardess of SQ and wife of my lover captain Ian.&lt;br /&gt;In the email that bitch threatened to disfigure my face for getting involved with her husband. She also told me she would complain to SIA about me having a love affair with her husband.&lt;br /&gt;I really dono what to do.I spoke to Ian and he said the emailer was not his wife. He was not even questioned by his wife about our affair. His wife is as sweet to him as ever. But who was the emailer?? Is it someone  playing a trick on me? I am really down cos this issue has been bothering me like shit!&lt;br /&gt;Got to do some detective work and see who that culprit is. Sometimes, I think life sucks like mad. Why can't people leave me alone and let me have my own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-9075896488442198911?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/9075896488442198911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=9075896488442198911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9075896488442198911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9075896488442198911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/ians-wife-knew-about-our-affair.html' title='Ian&apos;s wife knew about our affair??'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5465149917790688309</id><published>2008-05-03T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:51:16.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capt Ian dated me at TYO'/><title type='text'>Poor dad and happy Ian.</title><content type='html'>Dad is sick. He is badly hurt by my moving out of the house. He is down with depression,I am told. Mum is also depressed. She is having her menopause and I suspect dad is also having a male type of menopause call andropause(dono spell correctly or not). There are depressed because of me. I feel guilty at times but won't budge and go home to them. I want to be independent and free and I don't care a damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been dating a nice guy. He is a captain with the airlines. He is super handsome and I am crazily in love with him. But one thing that is damn disappointing is,he is a married man with kids.&lt;br /&gt;We met during a flight we did together. It was during the stopover at Tokyo that we went out together. To shorten my story, Ian (not real name) took me bed and I never look back since. He is the present source of my happiness and satisfaction in life. He means a whole lot to me. Right now, his wife an ex stewardess is unaware of our relationship. She would definately kill me if she finds out about our affair. Right now, I don't care a damn but my happiness with Ian only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5465149917790688309?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5465149917790688309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5465149917790688309' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5465149917790688309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5465149917790688309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/05/poor-dad-and-happy-ian.html' title='Poor dad and happy Ian.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5352522179595691642</id><published>2008-04-28T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:19:45.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke up with my boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>Decided to part co. due to our diff cultures. He is Jap and I am local and very stressful to understand each other at times. Food and sex were the onli things we had in common,evrything else was miles apart. Sayorana was the best solution,we decided and it was mutual.&lt;br /&gt;Ah no time to think abt bf these days. Life is a struggle living alone. Has to do everything by miself. Work,work during flgt and at home it is also same.  *sigh* think i go and get married to some rich guys and don have to struggle..*sigh* but i want to marry for love and not money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5352522179595691642?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5352522179595691642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5352522179595691642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5352522179595691642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5352522179595691642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/04/broke-up-with-my-boyfriend.html' title='Broke up with my boyfriend.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-8865094714226192099</id><published>2008-04-11T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:52:39.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HDB bedroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night stops shortened'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beh'/><title type='text'>It has been a hectic week,really.</title><content type='html'>Doing all those turnaround flts sucks! Ask any of the cabin crew and they will agree. These days life is getting freaken tough for us in cabin crew. Nightstops have been cut shorter and shorter and we work like slaves, at the same time trying to smile that fake smile. All psgrs shd know dat cabin crew smiles are often "forced smiles". We don't have much choice but to show that white teeth of ours and smile from ear to ear whether we like it or not. There are times we girls have our mensturation and bleeding like hell. With the stomach cramps and what not we still have to do those long dreadful flights serving those ungrateful psgrs. But then come to think of it,most are quite nice and sympathetic and without them we won't be drawing that $3,5oo something salary.&lt;br /&gt;These days, i kind of appreciate my psgrs more,what not with the rising cost of living and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;My rental for a bedroom,HDB mind you cost $550 a month. Too shitty expensive and after all the spending,I can hardly save at all.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* life outside of mom and dad is rough. Got to do everything,from cooking to the laundry and what not. By the time i finished my chores during my off-days, i wld be so exhausted that i just collapsed onto my bed and slept for hours. What more with flying,i am just too tired.&lt;br /&gt;Sex? no way and no time for it. Call me frigid or whatever but i am not like that big sister&lt;a href="http://behtong.blogspot.com/"&gt; Beh&lt;/a&gt;. She is still going strong and i just wonder where the hell did she get the energy from. Must pick up a few tips from big sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8865094714226192099?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8865094714226192099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8865094714226192099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8865094714226192099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8865094714226192099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-has-been-hectic-weekreally.html' title='It has been a hectic week,really.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-9023318048904696840</id><published>2008-04-04T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:56:01.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maggie mee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypocritical dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teow chew porridge'/><title type='text'>Being Independant.</title><content type='html'>Certainingly its fun living on my own and being freed from the freaking chain my hypocritical dad put around my neck. I can do whatever I want to,not that I can't when during my stops at outstations but it's different when you are at home. When I put my damn legs on the coffee table or sat with my legs wide opened or wear only panty and bra around the house,my stupid old father would scream at me and then lectured me like "Gloria you are a lady and should not do this and that bla,bla ...." So freaking irritating. Dad has forgotten the days when he "ala squat"( a term used by crew for squatting on the hotel room floor cooking their food to save a few dollars) in his hotel room and treated mom and his crew to "Teow Chew" porridge or maggie nooldes and what have you(cheapskate dad and mum).&lt;br /&gt;Yipeeee!! I am as free as a bird now. Bye bye dad and bye bye to all your silly old nagging and stupid,hypocritical advices....haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-9023318048904696840?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/9023318048904696840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=9023318048904696840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9023318048904696840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9023318048904696840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-independant.html' title='Being Independant.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-7592635077644593641</id><published>2008-03-29T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:56:46.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad molested mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='left home'/><title type='text'>I can't help but left home.</title><content type='html'>Just can't go on listening to dad's nagging about my life. I am grown up and yet still have to be subjected to all the bla,bla, and more blas. My dad is a screwed up square, so fucking narrow minded or so kiasu about his virgin daughter. He forgot how he "molested" mum in the hotel room. In fact dad "raped" mum and stupid mum shd have reported him. I would do that to that "square" dad.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....I finally took all my belongings ,moved out and rent a room. I know mum is broken hearted but what else could I do. That "B" of my dad is driving me nuts! I hate him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7592635077644593641?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7592635077644593641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7592635077644593641' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7592635077644593641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7592635077644593641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-help-but-left-home.html' title='I can&apos;t help but left home.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5502386621218608615</id><published>2008-03-22T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:58:03.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad raped mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two timer me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgin mum'/><title type='text'>Am I a two timer?</title><content type='html'>Can't seems to get x off my mind. Y oh? Am i falling for him? questions,questions and more. Smtimes hate myself for being fickle.Got a jap bf and now thinking of x. Told mum about x and got a freaken scolding. Of course wdn't tell dad bcoz dad is d conservative type,suspicious his daughter get fuck by paxs.&lt;br /&gt;I think dad had been fucking alot of fss in his younger days. In fact, he "tried" on mum when she was a jr fss in a hotel during their slip.&lt;br /&gt;Heard dad forced on mum and although mum initially resisted but later gv in to dad. Mum was a virgin at that time. Sigh sigh sigh,why mum must gv in to dad..It was "forced" sex and mum shd hv reported to the co. But wat wld hv happened if dad was reported? I wld not be in tis world right? Arrrggggg dad dad ugly bad dad now want 2 control his daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5502386621218608615?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5502386621218608615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5502386621218608615' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5502386621218608615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5502386621218608615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-i-two-timer.html' title='Am I a two timer?'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-3356004661347188711</id><published>2008-03-21T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:59:17.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee hor fook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='char siew duck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caucasian pax dated me in London'/><title type='text'>Passenger dated me in London.</title><content type='html'>Met mr x a pax on my flt to london. Geez he was so handsome and it was a pleasure serving him. I work in biz class where x was in. He is a caucasian in his 30s and he kept starring at me while i work.&lt;br /&gt;We chat for a while and half way thru he asked me for a date in london where we were heading. X was irresistable and my heart melted.&lt;br /&gt;In london he brought to to my fav. chinese restaurant at queensway,you know the old lee hor fook with the roasted duck,charsiew etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;He was so kind and a gentleman and i fell for him. X was decent too,nv took advantage of me .&lt;br /&gt;Now dat i am home we exchange email and call each other daily. I think mum and dad like X .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-3356004661347188711?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/3356004661347188711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=3356004661347188711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3356004661347188711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3356004661347188711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/03/passenger-dated-me-in-london.html' title='Passenger dated me in London.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-1693492685249879146</id><published>2008-03-07T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:00:01.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview for hotel job'/><title type='text'>Latest infor about the hotel job.</title><content type='html'>The interviewer sucks like mad. I just felt like slapping the whole lot of them. Asked silly sick questions like "why shld a pretty face like yours want to work in a hotel?" "you so young and u already want to change job?" and blah,blah,blah. Freaking weirdos those interviewers were.Arhggg feel like %#@## the shit out of dem!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to go back to that shitty hotel,let alone work there. Sigh sigh looks like I wold have to stick ard NA for a while more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-1693492685249879146?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/1693492685249879146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=1693492685249879146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1693492685249879146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1693492685249879146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/03/latest-infor-about-hotel-job.html' title='Latest infor about the hotel job.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-6920185685685018874</id><published>2008-02-18T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:02:30.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slapping case'/><title type='text'>I have no comment about the slapping case please.</title><content type='html'>I have no comment and i don want to comment on that case. I am too junior to know anything much about the case.What if i am being slapped,someone asked me?&lt;br /&gt;I think i would just slap back and get a sack. My slapping back would be a reflex action more than anything esle. But it is a hypothetical question and i should not answer like i just did in public. I think i would probably cry if a passenger slap me. I am a soft sort of girl. You know on the outside look tough but it's like jelly inside.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i have never had much problem with my passengers,though inside me there are only a few whom i like. Most are opportunists and demanding types but then what to do? When dealing with them i still have to "like" and "respect" them and its "yes sir,yes madam, 3 fu***** bags full sir and madam"..CCB!&lt;br /&gt;Won't be long b4 i quit the airline.I've just gone for a job interview and would maybe get this new job. It has something to do with the hotel line and the pay is as good as a stewardess.&lt;br /&gt;It's my dad's friend who is in charge of this 5 star hotel which i may work for soon. Of course, there is string pulling otherwise the grads would beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;Would not say much at this point of time because of certain factors. Hope to say adios to the all those f****** passengers and i am not going to miss one bit of them. If you think you have been behaving yourselves as a passenger on the flight then the cap does not fit you okay? The cap is meant for those SOB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6920185685685018874?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6920185685685018874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6920185685685018874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6920185685685018874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6920185685685018874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-no-comment-about-slapping-case.html' title='I have no comment about the slapping case please.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-7648962231375983113</id><published>2008-02-16T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:04:03.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slapping case'/><title type='text'>F*** them dead.</title><content type='html'>Gosh i have just got back from a turnaround flight. The passengers were thoughtless and greedy,i mean the biz class paxs. They kept pressing the call buttons and ordered bar drinks like there is going to be no tomorrow.They travelled in a big group,dono who they were except we were told they were some kind of delegates going to China for conferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days i feel like s*** because of the &lt;a href="http://crapemployer.blogspot.com/"&gt;slapping of the stewardess &lt;/a&gt;case (although it did not happened on NA). Whenever we girls worked in the biz class we feel akward. We dare not talk to female paxs when they are travelling with their hubbies. Had to careful or else might get one tight * slaaaaaaaaap*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to open my blog to the public again because of the numerous requests from ppl who wanted to read my crap.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid my employer might investigate and get me a sack?? Balls ( but i don have any tho) to them!!! Ooops i mean to the mean ppl who kept criticising the way i blog. These ppl sucks!!! Hope they don come here. They are full of shit!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7648962231375983113?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7648962231375983113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7648962231375983113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7648962231375983113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7648962231375983113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/gosh-i-have-just-got-back-from.html' title='F*** them dead.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-3133724739928884307</id><published>2008-02-11T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:05:51.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Japanese BF Akira'/><title type='text'>Discouraging comments forced me to closed.</title><content type='html'>Let strangers read my blog and then they started to tell me to FO from my job. Why shloud i let them access.I rather have lesser no. of ppl here than have a hundred who don't appreciate the things i said. Some even threatened to report me to NA and so i decided to let ppl come here by invitation only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth,NA is investigating my case but who the fucks care,rite? Sack me so what cos i will then be forced to go for my futher studies.Dad and Mum had alaways wanted me to pursue my studies. They even offer to send me to australia or anywhere i want to go so long as i quit this freaking job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had also insist i get married but i am still young. I want to have fun first and marry later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a steward b/f who was around the same batch with me.We broke off soon after we started flying. We went seperate ways,he with another stewardess and me with a passenger whom i met on my flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passenger is a Japanese guy and i am in love with him right now. He is freaking good looking but a bit on the youngish side. He is only 24. We plan to get married in about 3 to 5 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mum does not know I am with akira and if they do,they would certainly reject him as a potential son in law. They dislike Japanese for what they had done to my relatives during the 2nd world war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2nd world war, a relative of mine was tortured to death for being a suspected british spy. My granddad was burned alive when the japanese soldiers found him hidding an english family in his house. Such were the atrocities inflicted by the japanese on our people.&lt;br /&gt;Akira is different but i don't think i can ever convinced my parents. They are anti japanese and i know it from a very young age. They kept reminding me and my cousins about the cruelty of the japanese people. So now what chance have i got to marry akira with their blessings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-3133724739928884307?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/3133724739928884307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=3133724739928884307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3133724739928884307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/3133724739928884307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/discouraging-comments-forced-me-to.html' title='Discouraging comments forced me to closed.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-2057221271636042756</id><published>2008-02-10T06:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:06:35.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many people asked to open my blog'/><title type='text'>So many people asking me to open my blog.</title><content type='html'>So many people're asking me to open my blog through email and i give in.These are my staunch supporters and why should on account of a silly few i closed my blog and punished the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I will get back to you again cos dad wants to dicuss with me about opening of my blog to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-2057221271636042756?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/2057221271636042756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=2057221271636042756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2057221271636042756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/2057221271636042756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-many-people-asking-me-to-open-my.html' title='So many people asking me to open my blog.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-8771461215383385164</id><published>2008-02-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:56:52.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so sad.</title><content type='html'>Feeling down the whole day but why? Could there be something wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed. Think i know why. My dad lectured me for posting about me work negatively. He is afraid he may lose all his retirement benefits if the airline discover what his precious daughter is blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I am truly sorry for all that i've said about those passengers and "stinkaporeans" Dad and mum told me either i closed my blog to the public and people can only come in to my blog if they give me their email address (ie by invitation onli)or i shld not blog about my work.&lt;br /&gt;You know dad is a darling and i don't wan to disappoint him. Besides dad is a peace loving man who always seems patient and tolerant of whatever injustice that is going arnd him. I can't understand how dad could ever eat the humble pie when he was a cc. Paxs have scolded and abused him physically on his flights and he accepted them without ever lodging a complaint against those bullying paxs. Worse of all most of those who abused dad were locals.&lt;br /&gt;Mum on the other hand was a bit like me,disliking bad paxs ( who won't?)and would give it to them if they abused her. She didnt work long as a fss though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will consider which of the above actions to take. I may have to close my blog rather than blogging abt things that i dono abt.&lt;br /&gt;What do u all think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8771461215383385164?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8771461215383385164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8771461215383385164' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8771461215383385164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8771461215383385164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so-sad.html' title='I am so sad.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-1543933070406436911</id><published>2008-02-07T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:39:13.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am  human too you know.</title><content type='html'>Although i work in the service line and i shld be thoughtful and mindful of my passengers,i am also a human too you know. I have feelings like most of you and i vent my frustration and anger here in my own blog.I can't throw my tantrum elsewhere can i?&lt;br /&gt;On duty,i am a different girl,always nice and pleasant toward my passengers.i am not rude to anyone in my life but i need to let fly you know,once in a way. My blog comes in handy where i can just let go. To you who dislike my blog my suggestion is do not park yourselves here and come up with all kinds of criticism. i am also touched by the few like Patrick and the last person who were kind and understanding of how a young girl like me feel.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh sigh but what else to do but to stick to this job that's not too bad except for those "ugly" passengers. So when the time comes,i will definitely leave for greener pasture.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder how my dad and mom could endure the nonsense the passengers gave them,especially to my dad who stayed on for so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-1543933070406436911?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/1543933070406436911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=1543933070406436911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1543933070406436911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/1543933070406436911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-human-too-you-know.html' title='I am  human too you know.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-4301333322293672786</id><published>2008-02-04T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:54:49.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninja turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straits Times'/><title type='text'>Ninja Turtle and lousy passengers.</title><content type='html'>We recently did a turnaround flight and it was a nightmare. The passengers were demanding as usual and my ninja turtle ( lss=green cheongsam)was damn bitchy to us jr crew.&lt;br /&gt;All hell broke lose just because we can't finished collecting back all the meal trays and the aircraft landed with trays on some paxs' laps ( they deserved it anyway)It was a 1 hr 20 mins flt and how our paxs be so demanding as to demand for tis and dat. Cheakskates trying to stretch their dollar a mile long. Shame on you cheapos especially stinkaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;There was a lady who asked me for a ST for herself and her parents. This reminded me of that case recently in the media,resulting in my boss apologising to that Ms Fussy. I told her the same thing as that Lss who was complained by Ms Fussy. I don't fucking care and she can go and complain. I am not scared because there was insufficient ST in the cattle class.Even she complained and so what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ninja turtle was under stressed because of the full load of paxs and the short flying time. She was a nervous rack and turned nasty to us,yelling at us everynow and then. Ah! I don't want to whine so much as some ppl who visit my blog was against my behaviour,asking me to leave my job. Only a handful supported me and thought I did the right thing by whinning and nagging about lousy paxs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4301333322293672786?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4301333322293672786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4301333322293672786' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4301333322293672786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4301333322293672786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/02/ninja-turtle-and-lousy-passengers.html' title='Ninja Turtle and lousy passengers.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-6101685098279456970</id><published>2008-01-29T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:48:50.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty paxs'/><title type='text'>Those shitty passengers!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Why fly with us when u got so many other airlines to choose from u freaking paxs? U got tat mentally tat u can bully we crew. U tot we are waitresses but wait when the a/c is abt to crash (touchwood i hope not)i can imagine seeing the pale death looks in u with pleading eyes begging the crew to evacuate u first bcos u don't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;I heard of a snr crew telling the story of a plane he was on when it was abt to crash land. He said tat when he walked along the aisle he could see all those faces of fear like i describe above.&lt;br /&gt;As for now those creeps just want to treat the crew like maids,just bcos they paid a few hundred dollars and want to make their money worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the complaints these last 3 days,in the ST forum and AsiaOne. The freaking paxs complained anything from newspapers to crew chatting on their seats.&lt;br /&gt;I always believe if one is not happy with the particular airline then go and fly with some other airline or better still fly a kite.&lt;br /&gt;The job of a CC is good but the passengers can drive u crazy,esp the kiasu stinkaporeans and sillyporeans. Pls i am not a local rite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6101685098279456970?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6101685098279456970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6101685098279456970' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6101685098279456970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6101685098279456970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/those-shitty-passengers.html' title='Those shitty passengers!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-6193400436629877497</id><published>2008-01-28T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:48:05.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crew chatting during take-off and landing'/><title type='text'>NA cabin crew chatting during take-off and landing</title><content type='html'>For above topic please visit &lt;a href="http://bohtong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boh Tong's blog,&lt;/a&gt; an SIA cabin crew veteran. I am just a junior stewardess and not so familiar with blogging about such things.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Gloria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6193400436629877497?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6193400436629877497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6193400436629877497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6193400436629877497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6193400436629877497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/sia-cabin-crew-chatting-during-take-off.html' title='NA cabin crew chatting during take-off and landing'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-5600808516995667979</id><published>2008-01-18T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:07:13.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mama Mia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Alas I am Back!</title><content type='html'>Alas home sweet home! Just back from a tedious long flt to the States. I've got cool crew on my flt and kinda enjoyed this long flt away from home.&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Las Vegas from LA where we layover for a few days. We hired a huge car and we took turn to drive there.&lt;br /&gt;We spent one nite at the MGM Grand hotel. One of the crew was a highroller and we were given a free hotel suite.&lt;br /&gt;We went and watch this show call Mamma Mia at the Mandalay Hotel. This sensational Broadway hit is playing to sell-out audiences all around the world, and everyone is singing and dancing in the aisles at every show! It was really cool show and the tickets were price at US$100,75 and 45. Of course we paid for the cheapest tickets..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;MAMA MIA comes with 22 of ABBA's greatest hits (including Dancing Queen; The Winner Takes It All; Take A Chance On Me; Knowing Me, Knowing You; Money, Money, Money; Super Trouper; I Have A Dream; Thank You For The Music; Chiquitta; I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do; Does Your Mother Know; and Gimme!Gimme!Gimme!) woven into an irresistible love story, MAMMA MIA!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I would never have imagined flying was so fun! Nice colleagues,good allowances paid to us during our layover and the liberty to visit places like Vegas makes me want to keep this job forever.&lt;br /&gt;You girls out there come and join NA and be part of the team. It's really great to be an NA Gal or guy. It's unlike working in the office. Remember there is a walkin at Sahaton Tower on 25/01/08. Go and try it!&lt;br /&gt;Click to get a view of &lt;a href="http://www.mgmgrand.com/accommodations/"&gt;MGM Grand Hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-5600808516995667979?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/5600808516995667979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=5600808516995667979' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5600808516995667979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/5600808516995667979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/alas-i-am-back.html' title='Alas I am Back!'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-4044103031812297700</id><published>2008-01-05T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:40:59.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our sny rosters.</title><content type='html'>This came from Mr Teh who had retired from SIA after flying for 30 years and more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teh tareeq said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh yes....this certainly brought back memories!&lt;br /&gt;The year 1972....I was then young and eageer to see the world. The airline was at that time called MSA or Malaysia Singapore Airlines. The interview was conducted at MSA building and later became SIA building. I was a nervous rack! but I did well in the interview and on that very same day was asked to go for my medical check-up.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks later I received a letter from MSA asking me to come and sign the contract...I got the job!&lt;br /&gt;That night I could'nt sleep just thinking and dreaming...of being a flight steward...It was really a novelty in the early 70's to be a flt crew! It was considered an elite job then.&lt;br /&gt;I had to tender 24hrs resignation with my present job...no love lost but actually alot to again.&lt;br /&gt;I was really nervious the 1st day of training. There were 24 guys and 6 girls in my batch. The training was conducted at the then Paya Lebar Airport. There was no proper training centre and classrooms. Cabin Crew dept had to borrow classrooms from the engineering dept. Everyday was a different classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Cabin Crew dept was actually a small office room located in the same engineering bldg. There were about 4 clerks and 2 other guys manning the control centre. And off course the CC manager...all in the same small office room...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the classroom....there were no proper desks and chairs...we had to use the old broken a/c seats and a few had no chairtables...so we had to place our manuals and note books on our lap...gosh! the luxuries you people have now...nice training centre,classrooms and equipments..&lt;br /&gt;My training was actually a crash course...2 weeks basic and 2 weeks fleet training,SEP etc...&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the crash course was that...there were shortage of crews...MSA was about to be split into SIA and MAS...and most of the crews at that time were Malaysian and they were preparing to go back to Malaysia and form MAS.&lt;br /&gt;I was in cloud nine when I got my SNY roster. At the same time I was also very nervous b'cos we fear the senior crews at that time...the seniors were very fierce and bitchy...those were the days of flying sauces and trays...&lt;br /&gt;Literarily...if you did not know your work well or you were slow.. the senior(chief steward)would throw sauces and SS tray at the galley floor to show his discontentment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you Sir,I thoroughly enjoy your story and please tell us more :) Gloria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4044103031812297700?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4044103031812297700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4044103031812297700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4044103031812297700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4044103031812297700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-sny-rosters.html' title='Our sny rosters.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-6047188914962376156</id><published>2008-01-04T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:40:04.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The excitement of getting our first sny rosters.</title><content type='html'>After we had gone through the fleet training course we were given our sny (supernumery) rosters. When our instructor gave us the roster we got so excited and screamed like school girls. We were excited because some of us were being paired to do the same flights . We were also excited because of the destinations we would be flying to. We made so much noise that the next door lady instructor came over and scolded us ( our instructor had left us and gone to the loo). We kena lectured bla,bla for a good 15 mins. This lady was a relatively young instructor. She was grad. who had been a stewardess for a few years before becoming a trainer. She sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Later on our instructor came back to the classroom and also lectured us. That lady must have complained to our instructor about us.&lt;br /&gt;One thing about our instructor was that he was cool. While "lecturing" and "scolding" us, some of the cheeky ones winked at him and he softened like butter cream and we wished we could lick him at times. A minute later,he would be joking with us and the class roared with laughter. A few seconds later,the same lady abruptly opened our classroom door and intended to scold us again. When she saw our instructor with us she slammed the door and left in disgust.&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be a lot of office politics going on between the staff,instructors and so on. That lady did not like our instructor by the look of things. She had confided in a few people that our instructor was too soft and lenient to girls. But we disagreed and she was full of "rubbish" herself because there were occasions when we were "spanked" by our instructor..*giggle*.&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be one instructor trying to outdo another here at STC. Most of them,particulary the "younger" ones tried very hard to impressed the TM (Training Manager). Why? Heard that those who were considered "good" would get double increament in salary or promoted to AM (Asst Manager).&lt;br /&gt;Our instructor was not like those I mentioned above cos he was nearing retirement and by nature "boh charp" (can't be bothered type) type. We overheard him telling some senior crew he just wanted to "cruise" along and have a nice time with the young sweet gals like us.&lt;br /&gt;Although he was in his mid or late 50s (we can't tell actually) he looked a pic of fitness. He must have been pretty handsome in his younger days and could just imagine him being chased by those stewardesses. Sometimes, during our lessons,I would just like to dream of him,in his younger days,making love to me in the hotel room in my kebaya....*giggle....giggle*. I was surprised to have found out sometime later that some of my batch gals also fantasized the same. Was it that he was sexually appealing to us young gals or was it because the lessons were boring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-6047188914962376156?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/6047188914962376156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=6047188914962376156' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6047188914962376156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/6047188914962376156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/excitement-of-flying.html' title='The excitement of getting our first sny rosters.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-8176206196632370061</id><published>2008-01-03T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:49:31.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am fond of these.</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;batch mates&lt;/span&gt; and I love our instructors(they are cool),&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; our foundation course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;instructor. He is an elderly kind gentleman who had been with SQ for 30 plus years. He would make our course very interesting with his stories and experiences about flying or otherwise the course really sucks. He was strict as far as discipline is concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our SEP (safety) instructors were too serious and we were scared of them. We were told if we failed we would not be allowed to fly.That scares the hell out of us for and we took the course seriously.&lt;br /&gt;In STC,we had tests every week to keep us in check and if we didn't do well our our beloved instructors would come to our assistance.&lt;br /&gt;Life at STC was not bad,overall.We had our fun and also had our fair share of scolding by our seniors and instructors.&lt;br /&gt;Our training manager was a motherly sort of woman. She was awesome and had a really really great sense of humour. She could be strict and she reminded me of  a "mother nun" in a convent...*giggle..giggle*.&lt;br /&gt;Break time or T-time as it was known was a welcomed thing at STC. We looked forward to the T-breaks all the time where we would have our drinks in the canteen and gossip,gossip about the stories of flying and the senior crews.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we were late to class after T-break,our instructors would give us dirty looks and if was too often we were told we would be "spanked"..*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;Was quite fun and enjoyable at STC,actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-8176206196632370061?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/8176206196632370061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=8176206196632370061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8176206196632370061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/8176206196632370061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-fond-of-these.html' title='I am fond of these.'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-4660693666119910238</id><published>2008-01-01T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:09:46.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I like at NATC.</title><content type='html'>Okay okay I know ppl are fed up with my negative intro of my blog. Now I am going to note down the good things at NATC,at least my impression on my first few days.&lt;br /&gt;The cleanliness of the classrooms,the general office and toilets was impeccable. The canteen was also spick and span and the food was yummi and inexpensive. I understand NA does not charge the food sellers any rental so as to keep the food within the reach of the NATC staff. This I am grateful to NA and so were all the trainees.&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed the staff were very punctual. NA has a system whereby each staff has to sign in the attendance book and record the time they turned up for work each morning.&lt;br /&gt;The surrounding area of NATC was pleasant with flowers and plants everywhere. There were gardeners to attend to these plants.&lt;br /&gt;Cars were parked orderly at the outside area as well as in the basement of the building.&lt;br /&gt;There were proper signs to direct people to the right places all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed the food sellers in the canteen were very warm people. They were generous towards the staff and they usually gave us value for money i.e big,big portion of food for low prices. These people were hygenic too unlike some of the hawkers outside of NATC.&lt;br /&gt;The security personnel at the entrance were courteous but professional. They were helpful too,especially to visitors.&lt;br /&gt;Let me sleep over some other issues and come up tomorrow and tell you about them.&lt;br /&gt;So you will see eventually NATC and NA have many pluses than minuses,at least from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Good night and sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4660693666119910238?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4660693666119910238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4660693666119910238' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4660693666119910238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4660693666119910238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-i-like-at-stc.html' title='Things I like at NATC.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-7797852709496527230</id><published>2008-01-01T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:12:21.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sg-gal blog'/><title type='text'>I also hate these!</title><content type='html'>As trainees we were forced to say "good morning" or "good afternoon" or even have to greet anything that moves at NATC. If we were reported to ignore anyone we would be given warning and if too often we could be sacked!&lt;br /&gt;Another thing dat sucks was we have to stand-up to attention and in chorus greet any donkeys dat came into our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;All the time we hate the damn "discipline" as they called it at NATC. So artificial and put on all these stuff. I think the rules are too communistic and authoritarian. Come on man,passengers don't expect or demand such subservient behavior which I found out later when I am flying.&lt;br /&gt;The training sucks like hell bcoz they were too long winded and repeatative. Mind you our classmates were mostly grads and were treated like K1 &amp;amp; K2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home in the evening I just could not eat or did anything but collapsed in bed to wake up the next morning to go thru this kind of shit again and again for almost 4 sickening months.&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe me? This blogger was a trainee but has now started flying. She was enthusiastic and blogged like crazy.The moment she joined SQ in July last year she had suddenly stopped blogging. Why? Coz she can't even find the time to shit let alone blog. Her blog is &lt;a href="http://sg-gal.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sg-gal.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;  Ya, NA's style of training and its duration is about the same as SQ.&lt;br /&gt;I will continue if can find somemore to "feedback"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-7797852709496527230?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/7797852709496527230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=7797852709496527230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7797852709496527230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/7797852709496527230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-also-hate-these.html' title='I also hate these!'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-9185842515861296270</id><published>2008-01-01T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:44:11.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior crew teh tareeq'/><title type='text'>I am so happy :)</title><content type='html'>I am joyous to received this encouraging comment from one of the retired senior crew who agreed with what I blog this am. Thank a million Teh Tareeq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teh tareeq said...&lt;br /&gt;Bravo Gloria!!&lt;br /&gt;I salute you for speaking the truth and as you admitted you might get into trouble for doing so...but what the hack!!&lt;br /&gt;I was a cabin crew and now retired for almost 3yrs now.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that while I was in cabin crew for 33yrs...I always maintain my personal decorum whether in uniform or not. Infact even today all my friends and ex-colleagues when they see me...never fail to comment how good and well maintained I look for my age and even after retirement.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is...self respect!&lt;br /&gt;If you have that...then you will always be proud of how you look.&lt;br /&gt;Then only you can be an exemplary crew...especially when you are the crew-in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that some of the crew...once they become supervisory crew...they dont bother very much with their grooming...I just wondered how then are they to appraise their subordinates on their grooming??&lt;br /&gt;Well...as for the staff in the office...I guess you have no choice but to be nice and friendly with them...believe me it goes a long way...especially when you need their favours later...&lt;br /&gt;Well....I am looking forward to more of your stories...&lt;br /&gt;I think I may know your dad if you mention his name!&lt;br /&gt;Till then......have a safe flight always...and happy landings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1, 2008 2:04 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-9185842515861296270?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/9185842515861296270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=9185842515861296270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9185842515861296270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/9185842515861296270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I am so happy :)'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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-216112918202864872.post-4303242157310608340</id><published>2008-01-01T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:42:24.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Training school sucks'/><title type='text'>The things that were'nt cool at the NA Training Center.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I first turned up at NATC (Nameless Airlines Training Center) on the first day of commencement of my stint as an NA trainee,there were a few things I thght dat were'nt cool at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw male crew,the older ones like chief pursers dressed sloppily for their courses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of these old male crew ( abt 40+yrs old)had nostril hair sticking out from their noses ( a few had white ones). Disgusting actually!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I aso noticed older female crew were overwt. and some looked like "ah sohs" ( old auties). It was a cultural shock to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People in canteen talked very loudly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People when greeted by us trainees, were'nt interested in returning our greetings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People looked overworked and sulky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The office staff of cabin crew dept. were'nt friendly with us trainees. In fact,they were snobbish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Management staff were as bad as the office staff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I can remember more,I will continue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-4303242157310608340?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/4303242157310608340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=4303242157310608340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4303242157310608340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/4303242157310608340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-that-werent-cool-at-training.html' title='The things that were&apos;nt cool at the NA Training Center.'/><author><name>Boh Tong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5GfG_nonw8/Tpo_pHK7bSI/AAAAAAAADus/RjhFG9mHpC8/s220/BT%2Bcover.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216112918202864872.post-277250965944899519</id><published>2008-01-01T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:41:40.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why wanna be a stewardess'/><title type='text'>Why my interest to be a flight stewardess with Nameless Airlines (NA)?</title><content type='html'>As a child I had flown on many airlines. I was fortunate as my dad was a cabin crew and had the abundant opportunities to travel free of charge every year on NA.&lt;br /&gt;I started flying as a passenger as young as 6 years old with my parents on a holiday to one of NA's destination. Many times,we flew on other carriers and dad being an NA crew always obtained either discounted or free tickets from other airlines.&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember flying on a jet with my mum as passengers and dad was working on that flight. We went to Sydney and spent 3 days there,staying in the hotel NA provided dad and his crew. Mum was also a crew before she gave birth to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oops I am so sorry for not introducing myself to you all. My name is Gloria and I am a flight stewardess or attendant with Name Airlines for the last one year. I am quite a pretty girl of 20 years of age. My dad is Eurasian of Dutch descent and mum is pure Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;My parents do not know that I am going to blog about my life in NA.They would certainly discourage me from doing so. It is a risk that I got to take and like I said earlier,I would face the sack if my employer comes to know about this blog. But then I just couldn't sit still and be dumb about the things that are going around our lives as crew. Definitely there are hundreds of blogs about cabin crew and I am just an amateur compared to those people but what the heck cos I think I can be as good as them (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;Please be patient and I will be back with some nice stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/216112918202864872-277250965944899519?l=stewardessgloria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/feeds/277250965944899519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=216112918202864872&amp;postID=277250965944899519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/277250965944899519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/216112918202864872/posts/default/277250965944899519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stewardessgloria.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-interview-to-be-flight-stewardess.html' title='Why my interest to be a flight stewardess with Nameless Airlines (NA)?'/><author><name>Horsey</name><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></feed>
