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In this blog post, I talk about my experience with a group tour to Guatemala organized by the company Here & Now Travel. This post is a recap of my experience and not sponsored, but if you find yourself inspired to join a future group trip—whether it is in Guatemala or some place else—use code PREE100 for $100 off your first trip with them! You can read Part 1 here.

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Day three of the trip was one I had been especially looking forward to—hiking a volcano! Originally, I had hoped to do an overnight hike to Acatenango with a different tour company when I was planning my trip to Guatemala, but with H&N, the volcano of choice was Pacaya. It was a shorter day hike, but still required a good level of fitness. Even though it wasn’t the overnight adventure I’d imagined, I was still really excited—this time I had proper hiking boots, and I was ready.

We started the day with an earlier-than-usual breakfast before hopping on the bus and heading toward the trailhead. Once there, we met our guide and were told that horses would be available if anyone got too tired or out of breath. Most of us were hesitant/embarrassed about needing to use that option, but thankfully no one in our group needed to use a horse.

The hike was no joke. Because of the high altitude and the steep incline right from the start, I felt out of breath almost immediately. Still, after pushing through the beginning, my body adjusted, and the experience became incredibly fulfilling. After about an hour and a half, we reached the summit, took photos, and soaked in the scenery.

The descent was much easier, and near the lower levels, we passed dogs running around the volcanic soil and natural smoke pits where people were roasting marshmallows—a fun local tradition.

Another hour and a half later, we were back at the base. Thanks to my hiking boots, the trek was much more manageable, and while I felt tired, I was only a little sore the next day.

After the hike, we headed to Rainbow Café for lunch, where we were able to preorder our meals. I chose a falafel plate, and it was incredibly satisfying as a post-hike meal. The café reminded me a lot of Samsara, but this time, I was really glad to partake in a meal that satisfied my cravings while with the group.

After lunch, some of us went on a walking tour of Antigua, while others wandered through the outdoor markets (I was mentally pooped from the hike and opted for the latter). I was thoroughly amused by the abundance of capybara-themed products—it seems the capybara obsession has truly taken flight, and it makes sense because these creatures are the GOAT.

Nothing in particular caught my eye, but I enjoyed tagging along. Eventually, another girl from my group and I stopped for some long-awaited gelato. For only two quetzales, it was incredibly delicious and absolutely worth it.

We spent the rest of the afternoon resting at the hotel before heading out for our last group dinner in Antigua at Hector’s Bistro. The menu had plenty of options, including pizzas and American-style dishes. I ordered sweet potato fries with a vegetable platter, which was both satisfying and flavorful.

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways for the night. I turned in early, ready for the next chapter of the trip.

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The following day, we headed to Lake Atitlán. The drive took most of the morning (about 3 hours), but we arrived to our hotel (Jardines del Lago) just before lunch, giving us time to relax and take in the views.

Lunch was at a very local, hole-in-the-wall spot serving Uruguayan food. The portions were massive, but unfortunately, the food itself was pretty bland. I ate what I could, but it wasn’t my favorite meal of the trip. Still in the mood for something sweet, I treated myself to another scoop of gelato—this time a creamy Nutella flavor—which made everything better.

Soon after, we visited a nearby nature reserve. Some people went zip lining and ended up having a very unexpected, somewhat chaotic experience that led to serious trauma bonding. I was part of the group that chose to hike instead, though not by choice. We were supposedly trying to find a beach, but the trail ended up being longer and more confusing than expected, which made it a bit frustrating. It wasn’t my favorite part of the trip, but it was still an adventure.

Later on, a few of us decided to get massages. I went with my fellow gelato girlie to a local spot that was able to fit us in, while others found appointments at another nearby salon. An hour-long massage only cost around $35 USD! A tip wasn’t required, but I threw one in 🙂

That evening, we had dinner at a fusion Asian restaurant and continued getting acquainted with Lake Atitlán.

Our hotel in Panajachel was more basic compared to the boutique-style hotel in Antigua, but it was clean, well-located, and had beautiful views of the lake. And of course, I ended the night with yet another scoop of gelato.

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Our last full day took us to different parts of the lake for swimming and cultural activities. Breakfast at the hotel was a buffet, but it filled up quickly—if you weren’t there by 7:00 a.m., it was already packed. I was not enthusiastic about the options anyways.

After breakfast, we gathered outside and took a boat to a lookout point (Cerro Tzankujil) where people could jump into the lake, swim, sunbathe, and take photos. It was a relaxing and scenic stop. I took a pic of Panajachel in the morning—a much more quiet view!

At Cerro Tzankujil, I opted to mostly sun bathe as the water was too cold for my liking. I did try to walk around in the water for a bit, but it ended up feeling too boring haha.

Next, we headed to San Juan La Laguna, a colorful lakeside village full of vendors, cafés, and art. At the dock, our guide pointed out Indian Nose, which is another famous hiking destination. It really did look like a nose!

Our first stop was a women’s cooperative focused on traditional weaving and natural dyeing practices.

One of the women walked us through the entire process, and because it’s a co-op, the handmade items are sold directly in their shop. I ended up purchasing a few gifts, happy to support their work.

As a side note, one of the items I purchased made it into a white elephant game at a Christmas party I attended, and the person who ended up with it was absolutely in love!

On each item, the price tag includes a picture of the woman who made the item, and the days it took to make!

Afterwards, we broke into smaller groups to explore the town—wandering through shops, admiring murals, and taking in the vibrant atmosphere.

We regrouped for lunch, which again wasn’t anything spectacular, but it kept us going. Our overall time spent in town was for a shorter duration compared to some of our destinations on the trip. Apparently there were other towns around the lake that had their own personalities—like San Marcos La Laguna, which is supposedly famous for its spiritual vibe, yoga studios, meditation centers, and bohemian atmosphere. I’m sure I would have found delicious vegetarian options there!

By the afternoon, everyone was pretty exhausted, so we returned to the hotel to rest, enjoy the sunset, and take photos by the lake. That evening, we gathered for our farewell dinner. While the food wasn’t particularly memorable, the live music and the shared experience made it special. I didn’t get my nightly scoop of gelato that evening, but I did have ice cream and spent the rest of the night reflecting on the trip and appreciating everything it had been.

The final day was purely a travel day. We woke up early for the long drive back to Guatemala City and the airport, said our goodbyes, and boarded our flights. Even though the trip was only five days long, it felt incredibly meaningful. Experiencing Guatemala alongside like-minded travelers—people who were just as present and appreciative—made the memories even more special.

I’m already planning to join H&N next year for a trip to Belize, and hope to see more of Central and South America with companies like them. It helps when you don’t have to worry about logistics—a vacation can actually feel more like a vacation!

Have you ever visited Guatemala?

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I never thought I would be one of those bloggers who would disappear “without a trace” for more than a year…but it happened. It’s hard to pinpoint a specific reason why I decided to step away…at first it was unintentional, and then as the months went by, I felt comfortable with my new routines and newfound passions. In a way, I felt like I’d always have this space, if and when I chose to come back to it. Same thing with the podcast (ya’ll remember Pour the Coffee ?). With my friend and co-host leaving the project to start a new chapter in her life (motherhood), the podcast became something I still had, but I wasn’t publishing episodes as frequently…just when I felt like it.

My website domain and hosting renewals were coming up, and to be honest, I was contemplating shutting down the blog. My main reasons for keeping it up—at least maybe going into next year—are 1) I’m still very much annoyed when anyone uses the term “first generation Indian-American” when they are simply a “second gen desi”. “First generation” is literally the immigrant generation—why is everyone trying to be first all the time when they’re not? Lol!

So if the my blog’s URL helps with piquing curiosity and understanding why “second gen desi”, one mission accomplished ✅.

And 2) I still love looking back at all the posts I’ve written on the second gen experience, living abroad, running, and traveling. I will say my current interests have shifted—it’s been two years since I’ve been an expat, and that lifestyle is not something that interests me at this time—but I love to see that people still find my post about the EU Blue Card useful.

But now? What do I feel like writing about then?

After this long blog hiatus since mid-2024—sparked by a lack of motivation and unclear direction—I shifted my energy toward a creative dream I’d long put on hold: modeling.

What started as a gut-driven exploration quickly turned into a year-plus of runway auditions, portfolio-building, and fashion week experiences in NYC and LA, and internationally in cities like Cannes and Belgrade. While I haven’t entirely abandoned writing or podcasting, modeling became the more energizing outlet, offering both personal growth and professional connections. I figured, if I am going to have a comeback post now, might as well be about the one thing that stole me away from blogging in the first place!

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Modeling today is incredibly saturated. The “rules” of traditional modeling have dissolved thanks to social media and shifting aesthetics. For me, modeling has always been a dream, but I’ve also never intended to do it full-time. I enjoy balancing my scientific career with my creative pursuits.

It’s frustrating that the industry—and the public—often want to box people into one thing. But I thrive in multiple spaces. Modeling is just one part of my enriching and multi-faceted life.

Despite its challenges, modeling has brought immense joy. I’ve been selective with the work I take on, aiming for high-fashion editorial and artistic runway shows. Thanks to my job (the one that allows me to have a decent, sustainable salary lol), I’ve had the flexibility and financial means to travel to cities and countries for shows and shoots.

While compensation is ideal, I’m not driven by money. I’m more focused on networking, building credibility, and hopefully working with respected brands or designers through the connections I make. The real value lies in the experiences, the creative collaborations, and the freedom to pursue this on my own terms.

But believe me, like with anything I’ve set out to do, modeling is BOUNTIFUL when it comes to frustrations and irritations…below are just some highlights, I’d love to dive deeper into these topics in future posts perhaps, or maybe spill all the beans on a podcast episode 🙃:

1. The “Money” Question

One of my biggest pet peeves is getting asked that ridiculous question—“Did you get paid for that shoot/show?” Why is that anyone’s business? No one asks tennis players at the country club if they got paid for a match. Modeling, especially at the freelance level, is saturated and competitive. Many models, especially newer ones, do unpaid gigs for exposure or portfolio growth. And there’s nothing wrong with that if you’re having fun (which I feel like people have forgotten how to do in recent years).

Now that I have been modeling for over a year, I do consider myself more experienced, but will still often do things unpaid if I think it is worth my time or will offer me networking opportunities that will eventually work in my favor. Until I do land that “big gig” (which, in reality, is a rare occurrence even for the most well-represented models), I might as well have fun with the gigs I choose to do!

2. Poor Communication Skills Among Creatives

Many creatives in this space—photographers, designers, and other models—struggle with basic communication. Ghosting, vague responses, and last-minute cancellations are frequent occurences. As someone with a high emotional IQ and a professional background that values clear, empathetic communication, it can get incredibly frustrating.

Photographers holding back photos, designers changing models without informing them—unfortunately, there’s often lack of communication and professionalism in this space. When I walked in a show in Cannes earlier this summer, I had one of the designers I was supposed to walk for in a show replace me last minute without even telling me. I happened to see her talk to the show organizer out of the blue, looking in my direction. I knew something was up, and even the organizer disclosed to me that she thought the designer’s behavior was unprofessional. Despite the anger I felt about the situation, I took it all in stride. I was already walking for other designers who were happy with my look and wanted to work with me. I wanted to prioritize that and showcase their designs in the best light versus being hung up on one designer who did not want to work with me. Not my fault if others have communication issues and are unable to express their thoughts to others in a mature manner…

3. Cliquishness + Fake “Open Calls”

Open calls often pretend to be inclusive, but in reality, they repeatedly use the same faces. When you reach out to collaborate with other creatives and are told “nothing is in the works,” only to see them working with the same individuals they always work with—it’s disingenuous and undermines the push for real diversity.

I was more sensitive to this when I first started modeling, only because it did feel like a clique I wasn’t able to get into. But by looking outside the local community and willing to travel for opportunities, the probability of landing more opportunities increased. Now, I am pretty happy with the trajectory of my network, and I am always looking for the next *new* opportunity. I also treat model castings and applications like applying for a job—apply for every single one that interests you, log it, and move on! If they’re interested, you will hear back. And it doesn’t hurt to follow-up either!

4. Protecting Your Boundaries in a Shifting Industry

With AI and other emerging tech, models now have to be even more cautious. Some runway shows sneak in clauses allowing the use of your image in AI training, which is obviously a red flag for me. I’m also wary of the photographers and designers I choose to work with from a safety perspective—revealing boudoir or swimwear is not something I’m comfortable with, though I do see plenty of models who choose to participate in those types of shoots or shows. To each their own, but the risk of exploitation in those types of modeling is unfortunately higher.

That’s why boundaries, intention, and self-advocacy are crucial. I’m very selective about who I work with now, especially as someone who keeps my modeling world somewhat separate from my professional and personal circles. It’s not about hiding—it’s about protecting the creative space I’ve built for myself.

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This year has been incredibly hectic on all fronts, which I absolutely love. I’ve always loved staying busy, and having my hands full, even if it means exhaustion. Going forward with this blog, I guess I could write about my experience in upcoming fashion shows, interesting travels, or even the basic, tried-and-true “If We Were Having Coffee” posts just to keep in touch, but I don’t want to make any promises.

*Fashion show in Belgrade, Serbia—just 1.5 years after I visited the country for the first time! Life is so funny.*

If you’ve stuck around this long, waiting for me to come back, I appreciate that with all my heart. I may not be the same Pree I was when you started following my journey, but I can assure you that my life right now is anything but boring!

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Making friends as an adult is HARD work, but to be honest, making friends as a kid was just as exhausting!

My Dad used to tell me that apparently I was quite popular in Pre-K in the UK. When we moved back stateside, I also remember being quite giggly and playful on the playgrounds of Oklahoma. I have no idea where those girls I made quick friends with are now, but being six and seven was pure heaven!

When we moved to California, things began to change in how my friendliness was perceived. My perky Oklahoma-grown personality was not received well by my judgey Californian classmates. The first seeds of self-doubt and “wanting to be liked” planted themselves within me, and boy, did they continue to grow from that point on…

While I wasn’t successful in building up the popularity I had in the UK and Oklahoma in California, as I got older, I thankfully had a peppy younger sister who prevented me from feeling completely like a loner…she gathered neighborhood kids, invited all sorts of fun gals to birthday parties and sleepovers, and never shied away from befriending the new kid in class.

But one day, puberty got a hold of her and the unabashed vulnerability she once had when meeting people was hammered away. In middle school, I learned about fake friendships, and faced first-hand how really mean girls could be. I was told to my face by two different girls in the 6th grade, “I don’t want to be your friend anymore”, out of nowhere.

Like, who does that and feels good about themselves?

So, great friendships were not a thing of middle or high school, given the circumstances. Thankfully, my sister’s early days of gathering neighborhood kids to play with us helped us forge a bond with our friend C, who I’ve known for 21 years now! But besides C, I wasn’t able to form any ever-lasting friendships throughout college. During my PhD, I became friends with E, a visiting scholar from Germany and a girl I had some crazy adventures around LA with, but when she went back to Germany in late 2017, I realized that becoming an adult means the definition of a friend changes.

While we desire for a friend to be someone we can be our true selves around, without pressure or judgement, I think in adulthood, the definition of a friend extends to “a warm, live being with a brain to accompany you for dinner”. At least, when you become an expat who’s traveled to a new country by herself.

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Given the pandemic, a not-so-great work environment, and a recurrent battle with depression, my first 1.5 years in Italy did not offer ample opportunities to make friends. There were language exchanges and one-time meetings with other expat women I met through a local WhatsApp group, but nothing that led to substantial relationships. In recent months, I decided I would review my current approach and “experiment” with a different strategy, as any scientist would do 😉, and “report my findings”.

I was inspired to try one strategy in particular, after my sister reported her success in Austin, TX. She signed up for Bumble BFF for the purpose of finding a group of reliable, relatable girlfriends she could hang out with in the city. After about six months on the app, she ended up forging relationships with a solid group of three girls, and now they meet for book club, weekend get-togethers, and all of their partners are boy buds too!

Needless to say, I was inspired, but I also knew that Milan might not result in a similar outcome…it’s an international city, yes, but expats are fleeting beings—all the girls I met between 2020-2021 through the WhatsApp group I am a part of, I only met once. There is one girl, I think I met twice, but given I left IG, I don’t have her contact anymore 😬..

Still, I decided to give it a go, since I was back in Milan for the month of May. I started a Bumble BFF profile within the first few days of coming back. The first Monday I was back was a national holiday in Italy, and for some reason, I felt like I *needed* to have plans to avoid being “lonely” on the random holiday. So while I got started on the Bumble BFF app, I left a message on the tried-and-true WhatsApp group I am a part of:

I wasn’t met with crickets for once. In a matter of minutes, I was able to schedule a lunch with one girl AND a mini late coffee with another girl, the latter of which ended up being a party-of-three deal since another girl messaged me later asking if she could join! I didn’t click too much with the girl from lunch, but I spent a lovely three hours with the two ladies I met for coffee (at a trendy place in Navigli, Tenoha Coffee). We liked each other so much, that we ended up meeting for aperitivo later that week—with two other girls I met previously at separate times.

It was the first time I felt like I took initiative to organize a “girl’s night out” and succeeded.

Once matches on Bumble BFF began to roll in, I’d say I had fun “surveying the samples”. Let’s be real—70% of the profiles that popped up look like this, and major eye rolls ensued on my end, each time:

And talk about trying to plug oneself! The sheer number of profiles with IG handles and the excuse of “I don’t use Bumble a lot, hit me up on IG!” No honey, I do not want to follow you on Instagram…

Never met this girl but YASS, tell it like it is SIS. (Roughly translates to – “please stay away from those who are only looking for new followers on Instagram.”)

Still, I sifted through the cookie-cutter profiles and was able to match with some girls who were able to handle conversations, at first…

I found that I was always the one initiating meet-ups. The purpose of this app is to find and make friends, that you meet in real life. I had no desire to waste my time sending “hey”s back and forth, which some young ladies on the app seemed perfectly fine doing 🤷🏽‍♀️

Since I also went on a work trip to Geneva this past month, I was able to see new profiles as my location changed. The type of profiles I saw definitely changed from what I saw in Milan—there were a lot more North American expats, women in law or international-based positions, and a collectively “keen” interest to meet outdoors 😂

I obviously never met any Geneva-based ladies, but I was fascinated with comparing what I saw in Geneva with what I saw in Milan.

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Overall, I think the app works with finding friends that fit my “new definition”, but finding quality friends for life will definitely take time and work from both parties. Sure, I’ve met some really great ladies so far, but time will tell if these acquaintances will turn into solid friendships in the future.

In the meantime, I recommend that any expat woman (or woman living in a new city, for that matter) give Bumble BFF or similar networking apps a shot. Even scouting for the local WhatsApp or MeetUp group for women in the city increases your chances of finding someone you click with.

At least try, before complaining that it’s impossible to make friends as an adult 🙃

At the same time, I think we should keep in mind of the following in our “quest” for friends:

Go in with intention

Why do you want to meet new people? Is it more casual in the sense that you just want someone to accompany your for dinner or coffee? Or do you feel like it’s essential to spend quality time with quality people, doing activities that you have a common interest in?

For me, I’m not going to waste time with girls who are purely searching for a buddy to take IG pics with, pretending to have fun. While my “runner gal pal with a dog and penchant for coffee and vegan food” has yet to be found, my intention with using these types of apps is to build potential friendships with like-minded people. To build a mini support system of sorts in a foreign land…

I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, but three strikes, you’re out

The thing about putting yourself out there and initiating things is, you learn how to spot flaky people, very quickly. And there will always be flakes. Despite the numerous occasions in my life I’ve been notified last minute with “I’m sooooooo sorry! Something came up at work!” or “Hey! I feel really bad but I can’t make it today…”, I still find myself giving people a chance (honestly, I thought flakiness was a Californian thing…it’s prevalent in Milan too, unfortunately).

First time it doesn’t work out, no worries. Second time, alright, but it better be a good reason, and after the third time? If there’s still an excuse, I’m done. At that point, it’s clear someone doesn’t want to make the effort, so why waste my time? It sounds like a harsh approach, but it saves so much headache in the long run.

Unfortunately, I encountered a few of these girls on the app this month. Some of these girls who had given me excuses multiple times even had the gall to shoot a “hey” message, out of the blue, with no follow-up.

So, do you want to meet-up? Do you want to get a coffee and use this app for the reason it was intended? No? Bye.

When you make plans with someone, prioritize it like a job interview

One of my biggest pet peeves is when someone agrees to meet at a specific day and time, does not follow-up at all, and literally five minutes before the planned meeting time, they pop in with a message saying, “Hey! I’m sorry something came up!” or “Oh my gosh, I’m really sorry but I’m running 1 hour late”.

Seriously? No.

Sure, emergencies pop up. Things out of our control take precedence, but if it happens all the time with the same person? It’s definitely a huge red flag for me. If someone can’t be respectful of your time, how can they be respectful of anything else?

If you’re not vibing, it’s okay to stop trying to make it work

This is something I’ve recently had to embrace, given that I always try to please people and prevent hurt feelings. But sometimes, someone can be “triggering” through their actions or personality, and it’s okay to walk away from that if it means prioritizing your mental health.

I’ve walked away from flakes, people addicted to their phones, people who expect you to listen to them the entire time, only to look bored when it’s your turn to talk…

That’s rude, and simply not ideal for a friendship.

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After what has felt like an incredibly long month in Milan, I’m glad I went through with this “experiment” of mine. I met some girls I hope I can meet again when I return, and I also quickly learned that life is too short to spend on people who can’t give you what you need, relatively speaking.

Peace out to all the flakes and fakes. Time is just as precious as money, and I’d rather spend it with real ones.

For my next month in Houston, I plan to use the app to try and meet with local lady runners. I’ve found absolutely zero (women) athletes on Bumble BFF in Milan…let’s see how Houston fares 🤣

BONUS POST – Curious about how Bumble Date looks from Milan, Italy? My time on that version of the app was short-lived (thankfully!), but what I saw in July 2020 was quite interesting…click here for a good LOL.

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The first time I “stepped into the world of dating” was soon after my PhD graduation in Los Angeles. It was short-lived, but my first time using a dating app—Bumble.

Bumble seemed to have a decent reputation, since women get to make the “first move”. Tinder terrified me due to the reputation it had, so I made the wise choice and stayed away.

But Bumble in LA didn’t go anywhere, because I began to have doubts, and decided I wasn’t ready. I was also still trying to make Italy work out, and knew that if that was in my future, starting something in LA wouldn’t make sense.

So, once “Lockdown One” was out of the way and I was settled in Milan, I braced myself for a new adventure…

Luckily, I didn’t have to spend too long or waste too much time, but I caught a few screenshots that were too hilarious not to share.

Sometimes dating isn’t scary or frustrating, it’s low-key this-got-me-rolling-on-the-floor-LAUGHING.

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After things initially opened up post-Lockdown One, it was no surprise that Bumble was flooded with people.

Is that the reason why literally every other guy in the line-up was named Stefano? 🤔

Now I feel like doing a historical deep dive to analyze why women who had children in the late 80s/early 90s were so fond of the name Stefano 😂

And if not Stefano, then Luca…

In case you didn’t catch it, Luca is into traveling.

Curt Luca was a gem:

After he said “no”, our conversation died 🔥.

While Stefano and Luca are quite common in Italy, not so sure about these ones…

Febreeze here think he’s gonna find Swifer? Ma lookin’ for a female Pa? What is with these guys? 😅

Girls aren’t the only ones plugging their socials on here…guys do it too, on top of adding some emoji flare to their bios and showing off their “command of English” 😅

There are also ambitious guys with no sense of creativity:

I will admit, I got tired of the constant travel pics and half-naked gym bro poses, but at the same time, this guy’s “unique” pic caught me off guard 🪒 …

Who thinks mid-shave, “what a perfect opportunity for a selfie?”

Speaking of “out of the box”, this dude hit it out of the park—like what?!

I saw this dude and was like NOPE. This is straight up animal abuse and exploitation of endangered animals. STEER CLEAR.

And for the *GRAND* finale, we’ve got ourselves a classic creep!

Obviously I had no interest in his creepy request, and reported him immediately. Actually, this goes back to my point of intention that I made in my post about making friends—don’t lose track of what your goals are, and don’t lead someone on. In this case, if this guy wanted to “just do some sexting” all along, why did he waste my time pretending to care about how I spent my weekend? Etiquette guys, etiquette.

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My heart goes out to anyone who has felt frustrated and hopeless by the world of dating. It really is a mixed bag out there, but having the right attitude goes a long way…sometimes, it may even make your search last shorter than expected 😉. And don’t forget to step back and have a good laugh—a good laugh at us crazy humans doing crazy things trying to impress one another in the name of love 😂.

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