Croatia; heaven on earth – see it to believe it

i’m writing this post in two minds.   That everyone should know the wonder and beauty that is croatia and visit this amazing country at least once in your life.  That I should hoard this secret as much as possible …

Travel wisdom

So I’m lying in bed in the amazing apartment we have in Omis and have decided to share some travel wisdom… Maybe I should title this: “how to stay married on your honeymoon” heh.

1. Patience – for your travelling partner even if he’s your husband and he does epic things… Because he does lotsa good stuff too and leaving you behind in a foreign airport like Zagreb is forgivable -.- also for people and other cultures because they are putting up with your weird ass too!!!!
2. Wifi/cellular access – you don’t need a tour guide, a map or miss out if you can get online. Seriously… I love google and I love google maps. That shit cray
3. An appetite – there is no effking point being on a diet or not trying at least a bite of everything… You never know if you’ll ever get another taste! Eat everything and be adventurous!
4. Good walking shoes – comfort over fashion people… I already have 4 bloody blisters and trust me, they ain’t fun
5. A sense of direction – because going around in circles is a waste of time and you’ll end up frustrated and fighting! 
6. A plan – it doesn’t need to be a 4056374 line spreadsheet complete with blurbs but you’ll need to determine if you want to shop or sightsee or go to museums ... A rough agenda or guide will go a long way. Ex; we took our uncultured asses to the British museum PURELY to look at mummy’s. In and out. Too easy.      
7. Check if it’s a public holiday! – we never made it to borough market because it was closed when we went! God damn bank holiday! 
8. GET A SELFIE STICK – that shit is amazing! And yes, uber Asian tourist 101 but if I counted the looks of jealousy when I used my selfie stick to get ridiculous pics no one else could in dizzying heights, that alone was worth the stigma of token Asian       
9. Be brave – even if you didn’t plan to jump off a 15feet cliff into Ice cold waters, DO IT! You only live once! Make it a trip to remember!

Get a Fitbit – coz when else are you gonna track an easy 10,000 steps a day without trying?!  #thegohvustravel #lovecroatia 

Xoxo

The gohvus  

Abu Dhabi Airport – PHWOAR

I’m currently crossed between three time zones and fretting about my London accomodation… A problem I have to deal with in approximately 9 hours or so…  I’m pretty lucky though because all this mindless worrying is being done at the …

Hi, my name is Sam and I’m an acne survivor

I’m going to keep this short and sweet.

4 years ago I suffered an extreme bout b of adult acne that left me not just scarred, but deeply depressed.

It got to a point where it was so bad that I had to go on roaccutane…aka deeply dangerous and intense medication that requires monthly blood tests.

I was doubtfull fearful and really ashamed so I kept all of it to myself.  I’m also hell good with make up so people never knew. .. But being an acne survivor I thought I should share to give anyone else battling acne some hope.

No filter no photoshop and au natural… On the left is me 4 years ago and on the right is me about 10 minutes ago.

See… There’s always hope if we just believe, be patient and find a great dermatologist.

Xx

Dishing the dirt

I think blogs are the modern day journals…especially this type of blog where the only constant is words…. Not fashion, not food, not men… Not tits or cocks… Just daily ramblings… And like all good journals, i fully intend to dish the dirt about yesteryears.

If I were a celebrity than I would consider my previous relationship a high-profile one…and for that same reason, I found it really hard to talk about it when it happened and it took me a good eight months to tell my own best friend the truth about what happened.

In the last 1.5 years however, it’s almost become a battle scar that I’m proud of. So at some stage, I’m going to write about THE EX.

And if I’m going to talk about that, I should also come clean about my fascination with women… And if I can find a photo of it, my dalliance with roaacutane.

I’m so excited about this ‘journal’ I can’t wait for my verbal diarrhea of all things good, bad and downright dirty.

Please don’t hate me exes… I promise to just be factual and not season the truth with theatrics… Or at least I’ll try :p

Oh but who do I speak of first… Or what??? My skin, THE EX or how much I love pink pussy?!

Choices choices!!!

I have the best boyfriend in the world

I have the worlds best boyfriend.. like seriously, DA BEST.

Like right now, i’m sitting on the couch with a doona on my lap, hot tea, watching The Voice and blogging… well i really wasn’t blogging until I decided I had to coz as I sit here being a waste of space, he has:

1. washed up the dishes in the sink
2. de-cluttered the entire kitchen/house for the inspection tomorrow
3. fixed the door jam thingy mah jig
4. cleaned the windows
5. cleaned the glass panel thing in the toilet
6. moved boxes out to the front of the house
7. made me my tea
8. wiped down every bleeding surface in the house

Also,  I should say that my boyfriend likes to clean ALMOST nude. Not NUDE… he probably would if it was too hot but topless in shorts. He also has MASSIVE guns so it’s me, sitting on the couch, watching my ripped bf clean…. I must have done something right in life for God to gift me with this 😛

IN FACT. Let me say… for the record, he is BY FAR, the best thing that i’ve ever been given apart from my family…. I had to buy my Bubbles so he’s not in for the count.

So meet T right… yea T is the easiest possible way for me to refer to him because I’m not going to assume that everyone can pronounce Vietnamese names (btw he’s so intensively cleaning the shower panel glass that its squeaking like cray right now).

Yea, so about my T (yes mine), he’s alot of good things… like…

1. He’s handy… (in and out of the bedroom)
2. He’s hot… (BICEPS ARE ALL MINE)
3. He’s sweet… like really really sweet… he drops by with food, takes me everywhere and anywhere… eats my cooking even when it’s experimental and abit yuck…
4. He’s grounded and realistic
5. He works smart… note i didn’t say hard but smart…
6. He still doesnt dare fart in front of me though i’ve already heard it multiple times…
7. He’s a demon in bed… what did i say about training diiirrrttyyy 😛
8. He’s CATHOLIC (v.important… though not many would guess)
9. He has a WONDERFUL family… too easy to love and from past experiences from past relationships, that’s CRAY Friggin IMPORTANT

BUT the most important thing about him is that I love him… I LOVE MY MAN like i’ve never loved another. I know it’s hard to define it because photo’s show the same smile with any other but i’ve never shared everything with anyone else the way I have him. NEVER.

I have definitely taken…. or allowed myself to be spoilt and given back… perhaps an even or slightly less amount but that’s about that.

But everything that is mine is T’s…. and I say this for TWO reasons.

1. it’s true. I have a house, a car, a dog and a family. That’s all his too. Even Steven.
2. I hate when people ask what i’m going to do with XYZ… well it god damn depends on what T wants to do too you TWITS… so don’t ask me as him. He’s the man of the house and he represents…. I’m just happy being his.

Now that i’ve said all that. I should absolutely spell out that if he does the wrong thing by me, I will, without a shadow of a doubt, destroy him. I only say this because in recent events, I’ve learnt that men can be the biggest FUCKING DOUCHEBAGS (coughs*).

Okay. nuff’. Now i show you bf. 

Don’t judge me It was a dress-up and I was Alice… he came as…. himself. HAHA.

I gotta go pretend to be helpful/useful now.

xx

My pursuit of happiness

I used to blog a lot. Maybe too much.

I wrote everything down and blasted it over the net and didn’t think much about it till my world kinda went arse over tit when my long term relationship deflated in spectacular fashion.

Fast forward 2.5 years and this is how i’ve changed:

• i’m really independent now
• i make double what i did 2.5 years ago
• i have the most wonderful boyfriend
• my dog no longer thinks he can jump coz i carry him around that much
• my best friend lives in singapore… my birth country… we did a switcheroo
• my other best friend is engaged and bought a house super far from me!
• i bought another house with my partner and its fucking amazing
• i’ve moved from corporate affairs to IT… traitor
• i know whats should be kept private now… i think
• i make healthy food
• i’m 7 kilos heavier
• i went and got a bunch of tattoos

What hasn’t really changed however is my pursuit of happiness… don’t get me wrong. i’m deliriously happy atm… so much so that it appears i’ve eaten half of melbourne to celebrate and as a result, am now slightly fat…. which has knocked off some happy points. So i guess for now, to be happier, i need to be skinny.

This is what I need to get back to….. i’m currently double that… *CRIES

inspo to back away from the chocolate

Also, for reference, this is my darling partner who constantly pretends i’m not that fat….

My awesome partner in crime

I’ve decided to get back into blogging…. because my friend Jen’s inspired me to get back into writing… and also because when i dont write i talk too much and get really annoying.

Now i have to go off and pee.. but props to me for starting! WOOT