I’ll tell you what I do want. I want someone who will be monogamous, and nice to his mother. And I want someone who likes musicals but knows to just shut his mouth when I’m watching Lost. And I want someone who thinks being really into cars is lame and strip clubs are gross. I want someone who will actually empty the dishwasher instead of just taking forks out as needed, like I do. I want someone with clean hands and feet and beefy forearms like a damn Disney prince. And I want him to genuinely like me, even when I’m old. And that’s what I want.

Date someone because they are what you’ve been waiting for. I’ve stayed single for a year for a reason. Could I have dated some rando at some point? Yeah, probably. But I don’t want to do that because it is a waste of my time and theirs. I know that as of right now, I haven’t met someone that I’d be willing to really date and give it 100% and when I date someone that’s exactly what I want to do. I’m very black and white when it comes to this stuff and if I’m into someone I want them to feel the exact same way. I’ve met a lot of men who are so wrapped up in this noncommittal, playing it cool stage, and I’m sorry, but I want someone to lose their cool when it comes to me. And I want to lose my cool. Call me crazy, but I think love should be a little crazy. So I’m waiting for the right person. I’m not going to waste my time with people who don’t take me seriously, because frankly I’m awesome.

This temple is still worth visiting although the stupa is closed for 3 years renovation. #throwbacktemple (at Wat Arun Rajwararam (The Temple of Dawn))

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.

A relationship with a flight attendant can be tricky, because being a flight attendant isn’t just a job, it’s a lifestyle. No matter how many times we try to explain it, most people have a hard time really grasping that the only thing that consistent about our lifestyle is just how inconsistent it truly is. Our schedules are always changing. We work odd hours and rarely get holidays and weekends off. We’re away from home for days at a time, and a lot of that time is spent at hotels with colleagues of the opposite sex. There aren’t a lot of people who can handle that. Nine times out of ten, imaginations get the best of those left on the ground. They think all pilots look like Hugh Jackman instead of Danny DeVito, and that the all passengers seated on first class are trying to lure us onto their private islands with promises of champagne and caviar. Soon loneliness turns to jealousy and jealousy leads to frustration or anger. In the end, a person can only take so much and eventually will break up. This is why the people flight attendants get serious with must be confident, independent, and capable of making do for days at a time without their loved one. No one want to spend an entire layover dealing with an insecure partner. What really want is to be left alone—we’ve just spent the whole day taking care of needy passenger. A flight attendant also needs a partner who can make a spur-of-the-moment plans, as well as deal with last minute changes that involve backup plans A, B, And C because when you work for airline something is bound to go wrong.

– Heather Poole

In my heart was the belief that God would protect me. If I am speaking for my rights, for the rights of girls, I am not doing anything wrong. It’s my duty to do so. God wants to see how we behave in such situations. There is a saying in the Quran, “The falsehood has to go and the truth will prevail.”

– Malala Yousafzai

This room is used to be his servants’ room. One of few places that are allowed to be captured by camera. (at Jim Thompson House)