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”
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”