Friday evening. Last night hanging out in my little Thai apartment in Bangkok. What am I doing? Watching my laundry dry. Literally. There’s actually something quite meditative about the way the water droplets drip through the clothes and fall onto the tile floor of the balcony.

As to be expected, my stuff is everywhere and my suitcases are all over the floor. I’m staring at the piles of clothes and empty suitcases, eating leftover pad thai from my favourite spot, and watching SATC. Enjoying my last moment alone before I go to the yoga teacher training course and have no time to myself for 22 days. Definitely looking forward to taking on the challenge. I’m just very accustomed to being alone, so I struggle to be around others all the time. It’s something I want to get better at.

Thinking about my time in Bangkok. What a whirlwind. I can’t believe I’ve been here for almost two months. I can’t believe my life in Hong Kong didn’t work out. I can’t believe I landed flat on my face again. Ugh.

Also thinking about the fact that this British Guy I shagged considered shagging one whole American woman to be worth 100 conquests with women of many other unknown nations in bed. I mean… there you have it. We’ve officially established my bride price. My trade value on the international meat market is 100 kills. Someone call the Hong Kong Exchange!

Lol. That’s funny AF. God I wish I knew how to recycle my better content. I need an editor.

Alright, back to no sex until the next full moon. Ugh. Whoever I pick up in Bali is about to have his mind blown, lol. I hope it’s a really hot surfer bro. I’m ready to just bang on an island for like a week straight and forget about everything in the world. Don’t really care who is on the island with me at this point. I just want him to be hot and able to keep it up. And maybe have a sexy accent too. That’s my criteria. This will be my reward to me after I finish my next yoga teacher training course. Discipline FTW.

Hmmm… should Cinderella go to the birthday party tonight? Mmm… I don’t know about that one. I feel like I need to leave early and if I go out I will fuck up my entire plan. Plus I am not packed and I hate flying hungover and it’s just not worth it to me to take that gamble tonight. I’ll just stay at home with my pad thai and Netflix and enjoy it for the last time for the next month.

Wow, this is so crazy. I can’t believe I’m going to Bali. I’ve finally manifested my Pinterest vision board IRL! Let’s enjoy it while it lasts. I’ve made it this far. Let’s keep going…

Hope I can get my website back in order now that I have more international material to work with.

Back to snacking, packing, and enjoying my last night alone. It’s raining anyway. Not exactly “venturing out into the unknown” weather…

Cheerio!