August 13 – 18 saw me back at my second home, this time with AT. After a whole lot of slogging for the first half of the year, to say that I was excited to be even travelling overseas is one hell of an understatement. Now with my unemployed status, I do foresee more liberal trips overseas though.

Bangkok will always have a special place in my heart. It could be that it was the first city I ever travelled to, it could be all the memories that has accumulated since my first trip there. I always felt that Bangkok is one city that is chock full of character, and hidden gems just waiting to be found at every corner. What initially started out as a shopping destination a few years back, has now turned into a whole new experience for me. It was the city that I feel totally comfortable going back alone for, just so that I can experience it like a local (eat like one, dress like one, live like one). This trip was AT’s first one in a long while to a city that she hasn’t been to since she was younger, and without her family members. Of course I was determined to show her the side of Bangkok that I fell in love with.

Reading up on new activities prior to the trip, I found out about this ghost tower situated in Sathorn. Technically speaking, the nearest train station is Saphan Taksin MRT station. You can practically see the abandoned tower looming from a distance. Articles online will give you differing points on whether or not you can even get in, and how. I am going to set it straight for you right now.

Time: 5:30pm

Cost: 500Baht, firm.

How: We got in through an alleyway, there are metal fences along the alleyway. Someone will spot you, and ask if you wanna go in and he will not budge from the price of 500Baht. If you are a risk-taker and you wanna find some way to evade that and somehow sneak in, by all means. But I would NOT recommend it as it’s not just one person manning the entry point, and if you get caught by these people, who’s to say they won’t jack up the price (or even do anything nastier).

Generally, my fears of the building being completely derelict were unfounded. Overall, it’s easy to navigate. The guy will motion to you where you can start, and there are 2 flights of stairs you can alternate between, one of which has a light source at the stairwell up to approximately the 15th storey. The levels that we did stop at to take a break weren’t that much of a difference, so most of the time we were just scaling the stairs in silence (mainly because I was dead beat). After 49 storeys, we finally reached the peak. IT. WAS. WELL. WORTH. IT.

Granted, there was quite a bit of a crowd upstairs, I’m guessing everyone was there to catch the sunset. It was beautiful, you get a 360 view of Bangkok; this sparkling city.. I was just so at peace. Here are some (unedited) photos, just so you can a slight idea what the view is like at the top:

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We stayed up there with a couple of new international friends for a good hour and a half, sharing travel stories and a smoke, before making our way down. The 49 stories down wasn’t as bad as the journey up, the extra company certainly helped. When we hit ground level, we got the news of the bombing, but that’s a story for another time..

Basically, if you’re in Bangkok, I would highly recommend giving this tower a go. We have no idea when it’s gonna get torn down, so if you have been thinking of giving this a whir, DO IT.

The Baos will be uploading vLogs about our adventures in Bangkok,do subscribe to us if you wanna know what we were up to for those fantastic 6 days! Do drop us a comment if you have any questions about the places we were at, or if you do need some recommendations on where/how to go.



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After a good 4 months of being a brunette (/blonde as well, my damaged Asian hair does not retain colour well after 4 bleach jobs), I recently decided to undertake yet another bleach job and now my hair is officially grey/silver/greyish silver. Technically speaking, my dream hair colour would be platinum blonde + silver + pastel blue/purple, but I am way too afraid of hair breakage to attempt anything now.

Hair breakage is so real guys. As you can see from the above picture, I got my hair ends trimmed as well. And only at the salon did I realise that the hair on the left side of my head have broken off quite a fair bit in the mid portions. Not to mention the amount of hair fall after every hair wash.. scary stuff. Do I regret going silver though?

Absolutely not.

Just a few words of caution if you’re thinking of taking the plunge:

  • Know Your Hair – Whether it is damaged or not, you know it. And if it is, try to lay off the bleaching till your hair is healthier.
  • Be Practical – Following up on the above point; not saying it’s impossible to go from black to silver in one sitting, but it’s NEARLY impossible to go from black to silver, and not induce severe damage to your hair to the point of no return.
  • Be Committed – I take really good care of my hair. Even more so than my face. Weird, I know. Invest in hair serums, hair oils, a good shampoo and conditioner. I am talking about everyday routine of shampoo + condition + treatment + leave-in hair oils. You really need to replenish all the moisture that was stripped from your hair, else you’ll just end up with straws for hair.
  • NEVER attempt to bleach your hair on your own – Unless you’re a hair stylist or the likes. I have coloured my hair on my own, but bleaching is a whole new ball game. If you don’t wish to chemically burn your scalp, please leave bleaching to the professionals.


I don’t know a lot of things. Or rather, I don’t know as much as I would like to think I wish I did. When it comes to deciding exactly what you want to pursue, it’s either you go with what you absolutely love, or what you know you are good at. I don’t love anything enough to learn / practise till I’m good at it. Which definitely isn’t a good thing. And I’m trying to change that. I’m trying to stick to learning one thing, and not be so half-assed all the time. What I do know about myself is that anything that contributes to a beautiful life, I want to pursue. And to me, anything that is real, that is unafraid to express raw emotions, is beautiful. In a world where everything is a facade.. rawness is beauty. Music that is able to portray different perspectives; pictures that convey a certain kind of feeling; films that make you stop and really think about life..

I want to be able to create something that motivates, that encourages thinking, that is able to showcase a different perspective.

Side note, Tame Impala is slaying it with their new album. I hope its not blasphemous if I were to say that I think Currents is the best of all their 3 albums.


This Is How I’ll Date You

Thought Catalog


I’ll date you because I choose to. I will desire you with every dawn and I will desire you with every dusk. I will date you because you make me laugh, because despite your flaws and your temperaments, my heart feels safe within your hands. I will date you and I will pay no mind to the alternative, I will turn a blind eye to the people who stare because my gaze was made for your gaze. In this generation option creeps into relationships like a dangerous siren, but I will never be swayed by its song, for when I date you, I will date only you.

I will date you in a forgetful way. I wont be able to recall the time you were born, or your mothers middle name. I will forget mini anniversaries, I will forget appointments. However, I will never forget the way you looked when…

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This Is How I’ll Date You


Social Media.

The dawn of a new age. The road to hell is paved with good intentions. What started out as a digital platform for people to exchange ideas and share information has now turned into a competition of sorts.. It all comes in phases, for example (example only, ctfo) now it’s all #teamcozy #whateverishyperightnow…

Why do you even care?

Everyone seems like a copy of a copy of a copy. Why?

Do you do what you do because you really like the lifestyle, the product, whatever it is..? Or simply because right now that’s what everyone else is going on about?

As you scroll through your platforms, it’s just same shit, just different handles. Well good job! You’re now part of the system! You can do shit that 1 million other people can do!

What makes you, you?

So now everyone else around you is sporting their other half, what do you do? Get someone and flaunt it all over your platforms too? Wow, if that’s your reason for a relationship, that’s just fucking sad and I feel sorry for you.


If you can’t even deal with being alone, what makes you think you’re capable of being with someone else? And caring for them, loving them.. Too many people think love is just love. Liking someone is easy. Having the hots for them, feelings for them, is fucking easy. But really being there for them, that’s a whole other story altogether.

And the problem with this whole situation, what ties it all back together, is the fact that it seems like all these displays of.. affection.. are they even real? Or just so you have something to post on your Instagram?

“I have nothing to post on Instagram, we need to go on photowalks soon..”

Dude, what does that even mean!? Why you forcing shit that ain’t there in the first place?

You’re being pressured that your following on Instagram, the number of ‘likes’ you get per photo, or how popular/well-known you are on Instagram validates your existence, hey you know what?


Seriously, fuck them politics, fuck them competition, you all talk so much shit about being real, but you don’t know shit about being real.

I think I’ve seen enough from an outsider’s point of view, it’s just.. so disgusting.

Getting inspiration from someone with skills is cool. Full-on replicating is not.

Doing something because it genuinely happened is cool. Faking it, is not.

Taking pride in your feed is cool. Being utterly obsessed with it, is so fucking sad.

People these days…



the dream is gone. and I have become comfortably numb.


“I can’t explain, you would not understand.” 

I don’t think anyone will ever understand how it feels like to feel so much all the time. How I can be totally alright one second, and just be totally crushed the next.. for no apparent reason at all. Is it normal to feel an overwhelming sense of sadness for no reason at all? Because I do.

In no way am I trying to romanticize depression, or just generally sadness. Why would I voluntarily choose sadness over being happy? Why? But I just am this way.. and sometimes I do feel like I have to hide the fact that I do think a lot, and I do feel a lot, just so people won’t feel heavy around me..