All Roads Eventually Lead To You

Wham Bam Shang-A-Lang

When I was younger I had a clear picture of what I want in my life: I wanted to be a great actor, I wanted to see the world, I wanted a better life for my family and I wanted my elegant and handsome Prince Charming to come sweep me off my feet and give me my happily ever after.

I must have not been specific enough with my wishes - either my personal Genie was slightly deaf or my Fairy Godmother was distracted with other things because I sure got my wishes but the degree of achievement is - for lack of a better word - mediocre.

I am an actor but I seemed to have gotten stuck with pre-teen or teenage roles in Boyslove lakorn and I am now 28 years old for heaven's sakes! I have been doing this for a good decade!I curse my eternally young-looking face which has stubbornly refused to develop into a more manly and rugged visage after I left behind adolescence. I may not be the household name I have dreamt of being when I started all of these but I am pretty much a staple in the ever-growing niche we call boyslove/yaoi/BL TV and movie industry. A job is a job is a job. This is better than well...not doing anything. Sadly, I have no other practical life skills to speak of at the moment, so acting it is then.

I traveled the world - well a small part of the world since I seemed to get only to stay an extra day or two after our fanmeetings and I seldom get to have vacation - boyslove drama is like a year-round thing now and I have to work my perky behind off since they are not paying all that much (despite of the rumor that all actors are filthy rich...urghhhh😩)and I want a nice nest-egg before I reach 30.

My family actually has a good enough life, without me working in the showbiz industry, but my dream of rolling into town in a stretched-limousine, showering money as we pass the poor and awestruck townsfolk on my way to our family home in Chiang Mai would only be met with indifference and much worse, derisive laughter by my super extended family. Not to mention my almost obsessive determination to save every cent I could lay my hands on - so spending on something as frivolous as a rented car will never happen. Na-ahhhh!

As for the last part of my grand plan, meeting Prince Charming...I thought I did. Until I find myself out of house and home after coming back from a two-month location shoot and finding my Prince Charming hoovering his very own Gaston in our very own bed. Prince Charming has turned out to be a two-timing bastard of a frog.

After the shock has worn off, I packed everything that I could in two large garbage bags (for the life of me I still cannot explain why I did not look for suitcases)while Prince Charming was still busy hopping around looking for his underwear while swearing undying love to me. Needless to say, Prince Charming no longer looked so handsome sporting a bloody lip and a shiner.

I took my cat - my overly anxious cat, Yo, who has his own therapist. He is a rescue cat and he gets anxious when his daily routine gets interrupted and when he feels emotional disturbances around him (that good-for-nothing-SOB gave him to me as our 5th anniversary present). I guess the screaming and the begging clued him in and he began yowling his little heart out as I snatched his carrier and his favorite dish and carted both of us off to Chiang Mai while listening to break up songs in my Spotify playlist - driving for 9 hours crying on and off between meal stops and bathroom breaks.

So now, I am an almost-famous-but-far-from-rich-actor who has to bunk in his sister's room of our parent's house since they turned my room when I left into a den. Lucky for me Pplyfon is now in college so at least I have her pinkishly girly room all to my lonesome self.

This is temporary, mind you, since I plan to find a condominium unit near my agency in Bangkok but right now I plan to lick my so-called wounds in relative isolation. Lucky for me that I have just completed my new series and my manager has not called in yet with a script I may be interested in doing. So I get to sulk to my heart's content - wallowing on the fact that I am a complete loser and nothing I planned had actually come to fruition the way I wanted it to.

Little did I know that a lot of things will change in my life upon my return to Chiang Mai - but then again, Fate has always been a tricky little devil to me for a decade now, why expect a better hand after all the shite I have recently experienced?

Bring it on, beayatch!
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This chapter is dedicated to my imouto-chan @dannyca1008 who has been tirelessly cheering me on!Have fun in Japan!💕