One ring to rule them all.

I'm still on the look out for the perfect wedding band.
Seven and a half months in, Encem still doesn't have a wedding ring.
I mean, not that it's necessary.. but I'm sappy like that.
I've always loved rings. And of all jewellery ever created for men, I didn't mind rings the most. (Does that sentence make any sense?)

Anyway, we had a silver couple ring made while we were just dating.
I hadn't wore mine since the engagement as I'm only allowed to wear two rings while in uniform. So I chose to wear the engagement ring, which is a simple gold band that Dida and I describe as "Lord of The Rings ring" on my left hand, and on my right is a white gold ring Encem got me with his first paycheck when we started flying.
Yeah.. he's kinda sappy too.

My wedding ring has a stone on it so naturally, I only get to wear it when I'm off.
Wouldn't want anything terrible happen to it.
But I think it's lovely and I wish I get to wear it more often. Plus, we got it at a bargain so yeah, I adore it! hahahaha

So I've browsed the internet for ideas and was keen on this particular Bvlgari platinum ring..
Even went to the Bvlgari store to check it out in person months before our wedding.
It was over RM 5K!
And as much as I'd like to get it, Encem had already told me not to spend too much for his ring. (Also, that ring is waayy more 'spensive than the ring he got me.. so.. tak aci! hahahahha!)

Damn, why does platinum has to be so expensive?!

The search went on and I was then keen on looking at titanium rings. Read on titanium and got myself worried that apparently, if the ring was stuck tight to your finger, hospitals in general doesn't have the tools to cut it!

I mean, not that I'm expecting Encem to get into an accident. But shit could happen, right?
He might get an allergic reaction to something and his hands swells up then he couldn't get the ring off.

Damn, why does titanium has to be so scary??!

So I've been stopping at those small kiosks in malls where they sell jewellery out of silver.
Silver -- how unexciting.
But even they didn't have the design that I was looking for! I've been looking for MONTHS and I'm getting frustrated.

I really hope that I'll find something by our first anniversary.
I still have a few months to be inspired.
Or save up and get him an expensive one and just not tell him that it's actually expensive. hahahaha! I am more likely to do that, really.

I've been feeling spendy lately but for the life of me, I couldn't justify getting anything at all!
Kinda trying to save up.
We need a good.. loooong holiday.
My leave for this year have pretty much run out so I'm really looking forward to the new year!

I did.. NOTHING!

Bahahahha!
So much for wanting to be productive.
Suppose I shouldn't have went to bed at 3 AM in the first place. heh
I did woke up just about 10 though, so it wasn't terrible..
But Encem was around and he was sleeping in.. and really, if you have any idea how HARD it is being a crew-couple, you'll understand how difficult it is to do ANYTHING at all when your partner is around, but leaving.

Does that make any sense at all?

While I have the day completely free, Encem was flying out in the evening and would be gone for a couple of days.
So all my hopes and dreams were gone when I saw him still sound asleep yesterday morning.
I just didn't feel like getting busy.
Even after he woke up, and was cool with one of my errands, I really didn't feel like doing anything else than chill with him.

Better luck today.

I probably need to just have a day's rest anyway. Being home with hubs gave me just that.
Slept in. (Kinda.) Did a bit of laundry; our hamper is empty for once in a very long time! Played Angry Birds Friends (ha!), Encem made lunch (God knows I can't cook!) then napped for a few hours! I didn't need to, but hubs will be working overnight so.. I had nothing else better to do. hahahha!

I miss Encem already.
Even though I've been cranky a whole lot this past few days.
Gotta get to bed early tonight if I wanna do anything useful later during the day.

Admin-day... sort of.

Late arrival last night.
Or extremely early arrival today.
MH 2617, STA 0030.
Depends on how you'd like to see it.
But basically I have the entire day to do what ever the heck I want.. on a Thursday.

I enjoy having a free-day during a weekday.
Feels like I can get a whole lot of things done. Theoretically anyway.
Depends on what time I'll wake up later today. I might actually set an alarm even though I hate doing so on a sort of off day.

Kinda keen on the idea of going to the bank.
Or get an appointment with a doctor.
Maybe window shop.
Or catch pokémon. BAHAHAHAHA!!
I should probably call the bank (not the one that I need to go to) to sort my auto-debit for my insurance. Kinda keen on just going to that bank instead of making a call. (ughhh phonecalls!)
I have a list of things that I'd like to sort out but I'm more interested on making that list instead of doing what's on them.

Anyway, I am feeling kinda random.
I hadn't planned on writing this entry for the sake of writing an entry but it seems to be turning out that way. Sorry.

I haven't posted anything girly in a while, and I've been planning for one for weeks now. Just haven't got the time to take the photos that I meant to take for that post.

Enough random rambling.
Suppose I could be all random in my Moleskine next.

#WvsStdby

I HATE being on reserve.
I understand the necessities; understand the importance of it.
But I HATE it with a burning passion.

Few days ago I was scrolling through my Instagram feed and saw a colleague post a picture of herself holding a cup of Baskin Robbins in front of a big mirror in either H&M or Forever 21 or the likes, with a caption that she wasn't called up during her 0600-1400 standby period.
I thought, cool.. I'll be on standby on that period as well! Maybe I too, won't get called up.

Then I looked again at my roster.
My standby starts on a Saturday..
And with my track record -- sure enough, I got called up at 6:02 AM two days ago for four sectors.

I don't know why, but I keep flying with arses.
Sorry, maybe not really arses. They were "nice" enough. But I'd categorise them as "bajet best". Which annoys the hell out of me, and I'd always end up heading home exhausted and cranky. Hating work.. hating life; because I'll nitpick every random things I see.

Yesterday was a good day.. Because I was called up on Saturday, my reserve period on Sunday was reduced so operations didn't bother calling me up.
Encem too, who was on reserve was not called up.
So we decided on family time. Went to see both our parents, and even hung out with my sister at her place.

Today is my last day of standby.
A weekday.
When normally it is less likely to get called up.
But of course.. of course..
They rang at 6 something which I didn't pick up, and didn't call again -- until 8 something.
Pfft!
There should be a bunch of people who starts their standby period at eight, and stiiilllllll.. I'm the one who gets called up to a lousy flight.

I'm trying very hard not to be all negative. Trying.
But I need a loooong break.
I was happy that I am rostered with a little over fifty hours this month. I mean, yes, shitty allowance.. I've got bills to pay. But being this unhappy over a little extra money is SO not worth it!

And I've got another set of standby sometime later this month.
Pffft!

I should be getting ready now.