Enhancing My Taste One Bud at a Time
There are two places I don’t want to die in: in space and in the ocean, but who cares about my fears?! I’m going scuba diving!!! One of my biggest fears is death by water aka drowning. I know it’s kind of ironic because currently, I’m doing all of these water activities and actually was a competitive swimmer in high school. However, you can’t have YOLO as your anthem if you can’t face your fears every now and then!!! So cheers to adrenaline!
Talk about a bargain! You know it’s in my Asian genes to always get more and always, always pay less. Don’t judge! You know it’s a good day when that happens. Continue reading “Surf n’ Turf”
Lady with a baby in the water: “How far out are the reefs?”
Me: “It’s like 2 feet away, really close.”
Lady: “No really, how close is it?”
Me: “Look lady, if you want your infant to get cut up by the reefs then take 2 more steps out.” –Ok, I didn’t say this part, but I should have… Continue reading “Snorkeling with Friends”
Disclaimer: I did not finish this hike, because I had too many brushes with death on the way up. YOLO does not apply here. Continue reading “On the Cusp of Dying”
Let it burn! If burning is not something you love to do while on the beach, then please put sunscreen on – ESPECIALLY on your shins! I suffered greatly. I now have two red hot dogs for legs.
I’m on an island – Oahu, Hawaii!!!
As I step out of the plane, I can feel the cool breeze lifting my hair and the sun kissing my Chicago pale, winter skin. I can sense a different type of life here or maybe it’s because I was delirious for being trapped in a 9-hour flight. United Airline ONLY provided beverages! You have to pay for the food. They didn’t even give us the stale pretzels or the highly coveted honey-roasted peanuts. I swear I’ll try by best to avoid all United Airline flights from now on, but… how can I stay mad when the destination is paradise?! Continue reading “The Last Taste of America”
So this is it. My life as I’ve known it for the past 20-something years fits into a 5×10 storage locker. It’s funny to see the actual space that contains your life’s material collections and, with them, a sense of sentimental attachment and memories. Also, you don’t realize how much of a pack-rat you are until you pack up your life. I know what you might be thinking, but no – I don’t need an intervention. Now let’s just hope my storage won’t be featured on Storage Wars. Continue reading “That’s a Wrap”