It seems to me like some people are narrow minded to actually calculate hyper plus happy always equals high on something. I respect the fact that people have different opinions about things, how they perceive another person’s behaviors varies, and so on, however, to me being hyper and happy equals being high on life. Read more…
It’s amazing what you can do with two hundred baht in Bangkok, well, out of the ordinary, not so every day things that is. Earlier this year, a very good and gay friend of mine recommended me a ‘fortune teller,’ the one that all the straight, gays, and rich visits, well the category sounds just right and very appealing to me.
I decided to drive randomly to Sukhumvit 101/1 to meet Mr. oh-so-popular among the insides, Choke is his name, translated in English, it’s Mr. Luck, well Mr. Luck, doesn’t only tell you about your luck, but apparently your misfortunes and personality, in depth and he has never known you before, kind of thing.
I never really believed in fortune tellers, I believe in my own destiny, but Mr. Luck has got me hooked, what can I say, a cat like me, we’re always curious, especially when it comes to our own fortune, hell yeah I would want to know, and some of them gives me the chill up my spine, but it was worth the third time.
For those of you who are just looking for an activity on a Saturday afternoon and playing pool or putting is a cliche, well you can try your luck with Mr. Luck and don’t forget to keep us posted 
Call for appointment: Khun Choke 089-458-3771
Being a single and fabulous chick in Bangkok is not an easy task, besides running into your married girlfriends, relatives, random folks on the street, whom by the way I love very much, they comes with a package.
It’s what I would like to call, the ‘5W’s Date’ package, from who are you dating to why are you single, to where are you going to meet that ‘one’, you know the one! And here I am thinking to myself, why would I, a 23-year-old practically married to my blog and career along with my 200 remarkable costly shoes want to settle for anything less than my standard.
Infact, I wonder why single girls and guys don’t turn around and ask the taken people, why they are taken? Oh well, I guess the cliche answer would be because we are oh-so-in-love, not that I’m against love or men, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes, somewhere, there are people like me, who happens to love ‘me’ more to settle down.
Besides, us single people have plenty of fish to pick from, I suppose it’s the enjoyment of looking inside that tank for more, and more, and more, and well you get the picture.
It’s not a surprise that you’d run into Sabina everywhere, from Starbucks to the dance floor at some upscale clubs around town, but you should be surprised if Sabina is actually in bed, and yes, that’s exactly where I am and intend to be for the next few days!
Always sticking to the, ‘I never get sick,’ statement and actually believing in them, I hardly get sick. I manage to work, party, chill out with my friends, and on top of that doing at least a couple hours of Yoga, and get my nails done! Yesterday, knowing that I was coughing and the symptoms of me-getting-sick are here, I decided to get out of my bed, wore the brightest color in my closet, there in Yellow with my curly locks hair, at Starbucks with my girlfriend, I didn’t look sick!
In fact, I look even more spectacular than the people who are fine, yet I feel sick, I suppose wearing the brightest colors, going on with your daily routine when you’re sick is not going to get you better but worse. I ended up getting an injection last night and from spending a Sunday doing Yoga and massage, I am spending a Sunday at home in my PJ, eating crappy soup, and hearing my mom telling me, “Don’t use the laptop, Sabina, don’t use it, you’re sick!”
Perfect Saturday afternoon with your girlfriends, we’re talking, shopping, eating Sundae ice-cream, and junk food, catching up, just what you needed, until your ex-boyfriend came along doing the same thing with his crew. See, the way I see it, running into your ex- is never easy, it’s rather weird, and it doesn’t even matter if you’re the dumper or the dumpee. For a moment, when you see his face, there’s a flash back of the routine that you two had, the Suki deal every Sunday or a family dinner with his parents, or even grocery shopping! It’s all different now, Read more…
