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Cafe Blankis

Cafe Blankis

This is my favorite coffee shop near my house that opened up almost about two years ago. It’s an independent coffee shop that has lots of drinks and delicious desserts. Originally the menu was much more expansive, but it has simplified a bit overtime. It is a nice cozy space with lots of outlets for customers to work or charge their phones while chatting over delicious coffee. One thing I originally liked was how the coffee shop opened at 7 A.M….

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PT – Round 2

PT – Round 2

  Celebrating five days at the gym. Towards the end of March I decided that I was going to get a personal trainer.  Six weeks have  passed by and its time to do a check in.  Anyone who knows me well knows  that I have seemed to make it my mission in life to avoid exercising. I hate it with every ounce of my being so every time I went to start a routine it was really hard to keep…

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Mocha Tries Exercising

Mocha Tries Exercising

Before my last appointment with the brain doctor I found out that she would be moving on to a new job. Keeping that in mind I decided that I needed to assess my current situation. Where was Mocha? What does Mocha want to do? With spring on the horizon it was time for Mocha to come out of slumber mode and get out and play. Its not always the most fun thing to do. Especially, when you are a bit…

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Revenge is Sweet.

Revenge is Sweet.

Never believe that you can escape surprises even from overseas. I wasn’t looking forward to turning 30, but I figured it will be a day that passes like anything else. I told my friends I don’t want to do anything. I was told no matter what I must have a drink and I begrudgingly agreed to it.

Hello, Brain Doctor.

Hello, Brain Doctor.

My 1st meeting with the brain doctor I was a nervous wreck before I walked in thinking about all the things I might need to say. Where do I start? What do I say? What will she ask? What if I don’t have an answer? What if I cry? I don’t want to cry in front of a  stranger. To say the least I was an anxious stress ball.