My highly disgusting Bangkok Trip
Had cup noodles for brunch and dinner, except that brunch was tom yam flavour and taken together with sprite while dinner was chicken flavour and had milo instead. Since I am taking a post-dinner break, I might as well spend the time writing of my trip to Bangkok and steal a puff while the roomie's away washing her clothes.
Saturday was Coastes' 1st Anniversary Luau Beach Party. Worked till 1 ish. And by the time I was back in dorm, it was already 2ish. What sleep can I get when I have to be at the airport by 6.30am and having to wash my clothes before I leave for Bangkok and in addition submit my online tutorial?
J was also leaving for America for his overseas exchange programme on Sunday. He'll be gone for 4 months. That ass hole. I am already beginning to miss my usual banter with that fella. I mean, he's but one of my few closer friends in NTU (thanks to work and our take 5 sessions in school). I missed his car most. Hur hur. Anyway, bade him farewell since his flight was also at Terminal 1. Come back soon pal.
Cabbed down to the airport with Foong who so overslept! We've become closer friends since going out with him and J and girlfriend to sing karaoke (they like I don't), to JB and suppering together. Don't be mistaken folks. He's just another friend.
Joined the rest of the peeps at the airport. And nearly couldn't pass through the Immigration. I completely forgot that I had to get my Re-entry permit stamped on my new International Passport and the Immigration Officer was so cheesed with me. Scolded me and told me that he won't allow me through the next time. And had the system been done, there would have been no way for him to check up my records and allow me through. Hey I'm sorry for my slip but, Singapore is just far too efficient to allow that to happen.
Shared a box of cigarettes with JFK at duty free, rushed to board our flight. Valuair's not too bad with their generous meal box of sandwiches, cake, mineral water and a choice of coffee/tea. Service was alright plus there was decent leg room to manuever around. The pilot must have been an excellent one cos we arrived in Bangkok earlier than our stipulated time.
How suay can I get when I sensed that my period came like barely 5 minutes after we touched down? Thank god I was prepared and brought along a few tampons! Still... sian. Having the period while on vacation sucks cos I had cramps in the afternoon and while the rest went of to Chatuchak Market to shop, I had to lie in bed with a hot bottle (filled with the Gothic Jap Porn Star's bubble bath water) and Sambuca Lover and Leo had to go off in search of Ponstan (the equivalent of Panadol Menstrual in Thailand) for me.
Dinner with the entire Emerald Hill group (obviously including the rest of the outlets) but food was alright only. Passable, not even a good. Bleagh.
Then clubbing at Slim. Eeks, was made to stay and dance to shitty music in the section of the club allocated to us while excellent RnB was playing in the main hall of the club. Crappy but no choice. Had about just 8 drinks cos JFK was telling me not to drink so much since I took medicine for my cramps. And thankfully I didn't cos it would have been dead embarrassing to get drunk.
My Didi drank too much and puked. Went into the guys' cubicle together with him to help him. Fell all over. Silly boy. A little embarrassed standing there with a few guys back to me peeing. Hur hur. Sent him back with the Gothic Jap Porn Star slightly high and The Boy being red-faced. Bumped into Famous Gross and Binny Bin after leaving The Boy's room (checking on him that's all, what can we be doing when I'm standing outside the room!) who even brought the Thai girls (sexuality seriously undefined) back from the club. I just panicked! So worried I mentioned to the guys to use condoms which The Famous Gross' reply to me was Ï will go buy later."Eugh. Never even come prepared. Told baby aka GKPS and as soon as we made sure that my Didi hydrated himself (even got scolded by him for forcing him to drink), we walked down quickly to 7-11 to get chocs and a pack of condoms for them.
Got back to hotel, finished up bar of snickers, brushed my teeth and prepared to sleep. But shortly after that, got woken up by Foong and Kimmy who stay in the room opposite ours. Thought could finally get back to sleep, when Sambuca Lover, Leo and Joey came over. Sambuca Lover had bought supper for GJPS. Long story about the two of them. But got off the phone with Sambuca Lover. Went back to sleep, then got woken up rudely by Joey who found his way into my bed. Damn it, can't a tired person just rest? Then his turn to get started on being emo. Till I nearly fell asleep. Can't remember how but GJPS suddenly became emo/acting weird. Called Sambuca Lover over and left them alone which left me with no choice but to sleep in Sambuca Lover's room which he was sharing with Joey. We shared the same bed, hugged him to sleep and that was it. We are damn innocent. I mean he's gay and hello? Gay men have no reaction to women. And Sambuca Lover thinks something happened between us. Crazy nut. I would have wanted The Boy in my bed... but that was highly unlikely to happen. Next.
Went out for breakfast with Joey, Leo, GJPS and Foong since we overslept and missed the Hotel's buffet one. Somehow got ourselves a personal TutTut driver who stuck around the entire day. Didnt' buy anything except a ring that costs me 1600 thai baht which is approimately 66 sing dollars at a jewellery shop the driver brought us to and 2 note pads at MBK shopping mall.
Dinner with Coastes group near patpong. Bought sunglasses. Had wanted to buy skirts and get a tattoo, but none of which fell through. So much for my shopping. I spent my money mostly on food and necessities.
The group of 5 guys went off on their own for massage and extra services. Damn it. It bothered me a lot. I mean, as common as it is, I just don't fancy people doing such things. Don't let me know you if ever paid for sex. I rather not know about it. I can't help but look at them in a different way now. Why? I don't wanna judge them but eugh. Distasteful. Are there no more decent men left other than my two brothers Zhen and Bittercoffee?
So while the group of 5 guys went in search of these sex slaves, the remaining peeps went on to watch the tiger show. My god, I was expecting something of a classier act of strip tease. Not so rude. I felt highly disgusted and uncomfortable that barely 2 minutes from entering the place, I left together with GJPS. I mean how proud can I get to see fellow women selling their bodies like that? Respect your bodies lah. Gross sums it all. Sick sick sick! No way am I ever stepping into any place like that. I am brought up with respect and integrity for the women's body. I just can't stand seeing how women are devaluing their bodies like that for money. It's not exactly nice seeing them jiggle their tits and fondling themselves. Freaking offensive.
Went back to hotel, packed up my stuff and studied. Foong called for room service and we had fried rice in his room. Meanwhile, drinking the vodka raspberri that Sambuca Lover bought for GJPS and smoking so as not to fall asleep since I had to leave for the airport by 5.
The rest is history. But Airasia really sucks. Not as spacious as Valuair, no food provided and fucked up air steward. Plus the flight was a bumpy one. Turbulence. Damn, and the air steward the chickeny arse didn't allow me to pee though we were a good 15 minutes to landing! My bladder was bursting!!!
Reached back Singapore and bought 2 perfumes (Ralph Lauren again! and Clinique Happy for Men, the one that I was so obsessed with) and a bottle of absolut raspberri and made my way to school. Went straight for lab lesson all sleepy and then marketing tutorial. Befriended a new smoking kaki at lab who stays in Hall 1, near my Hall. Great. He has his fridge stocked up with beer. Shiok. He quite cute leh. Haha. We were smoking just outside the laboratory as our group mates started on the experiments. Fucking Ah Tiong tutor sucks!
Had dinner with my 2 marketing group mates and went back to Hall. Crashed shortly after. That rounded up my past few days nicely.
People whom I wanna thank on the Bangkok trip...
1) Sambuca Lover for helping me with getting pain killers, and flight details from the front desk.
2) My roomie who helped me ransack my hoard of notes just to retrieve my flight booking number which I had needed to check in at the airport.
3) Leo for keeping a look out and taking such good care of me and GJPS. Even more gentlemanly than the guys.
4) JFK who was concerned for my state of well being since I had cramps.
5) Joey who hugged me to sleep and hear me whine about The Boy while he went on about missing his.
Sometimes, I don't know if I want The Boy around me. It causes me to be more disorientated than not. Like on the Bangkok trip, as GJPS was avoiding Sambuca Lover, so was I with The Boy. I am so unsure. Are we distant or are we close? My only souvenier from him: A milo bottle which is on my shelf above my study table.
Saturday was Coastes' 1st Anniversary Luau Beach Party. Worked till 1 ish. And by the time I was back in dorm, it was already 2ish. What sleep can I get when I have to be at the airport by 6.30am and having to wash my clothes before I leave for Bangkok and in addition submit my online tutorial?
J was also leaving for America for his overseas exchange programme on Sunday. He'll be gone for 4 months. That ass hole. I am already beginning to miss my usual banter with that fella. I mean, he's but one of my few closer friends in NTU (thanks to work and our take 5 sessions in school). I missed his car most. Hur hur. Anyway, bade him farewell since his flight was also at Terminal 1. Come back soon pal.
Cabbed down to the airport with Foong who so overslept! We've become closer friends since going out with him and J and girlfriend to sing karaoke (they like I don't), to JB and suppering together. Don't be mistaken folks. He's just another friend.
Joined the rest of the peeps at the airport. And nearly couldn't pass through the Immigration. I completely forgot that I had to get my Re-entry permit stamped on my new International Passport and the Immigration Officer was so cheesed with me. Scolded me and told me that he won't allow me through the next time. And had the system been done, there would have been no way for him to check up my records and allow me through. Hey I'm sorry for my slip but, Singapore is just far too efficient to allow that to happen.
Shared a box of cigarettes with JFK at duty free, rushed to board our flight. Valuair's not too bad with their generous meal box of sandwiches, cake, mineral water and a choice of coffee/tea. Service was alright plus there was decent leg room to manuever around. The pilot must have been an excellent one cos we arrived in Bangkok earlier than our stipulated time.
How suay can I get when I sensed that my period came like barely 5 minutes after we touched down? Thank god I was prepared and brought along a few tampons! Still... sian. Having the period while on vacation sucks cos I had cramps in the afternoon and while the rest went of to Chatuchak Market to shop, I had to lie in bed with a hot bottle (filled with the Gothic Jap Porn Star's bubble bath water) and Sambuca Lover and Leo had to go off in search of Ponstan (the equivalent of Panadol Menstrual in Thailand) for me.
Dinner with the entire Emerald Hill group (obviously including the rest of the outlets) but food was alright only. Passable, not even a good. Bleagh.
Then clubbing at Slim. Eeks, was made to stay and dance to shitty music in the section of the club allocated to us while excellent RnB was playing in the main hall of the club. Crappy but no choice. Had about just 8 drinks cos JFK was telling me not to drink so much since I took medicine for my cramps. And thankfully I didn't cos it would have been dead embarrassing to get drunk.
My Didi drank too much and puked. Went into the guys' cubicle together with him to help him. Fell all over. Silly boy. A little embarrassed standing there with a few guys back to me peeing. Hur hur. Sent him back with the Gothic Jap Porn Star slightly high and The Boy being red-faced. Bumped into Famous Gross and Binny Bin after leaving The Boy's room (checking on him that's all, what can we be doing when I'm standing outside the room!) who even brought the Thai girls (sexuality seriously undefined) back from the club. I just panicked! So worried I mentioned to the guys to use condoms which The Famous Gross' reply to me was Ï will go buy later."Eugh. Never even come prepared. Told baby aka GKPS and as soon as we made sure that my Didi hydrated himself (even got scolded by him for forcing him to drink), we walked down quickly to 7-11 to get chocs and a pack of condoms for them.
Got back to hotel, finished up bar of snickers, brushed my teeth and prepared to sleep. But shortly after that, got woken up by Foong and Kimmy who stay in the room opposite ours. Thought could finally get back to sleep, when Sambuca Lover, Leo and Joey came over. Sambuca Lover had bought supper for GJPS. Long story about the two of them. But got off the phone with Sambuca Lover. Went back to sleep, then got woken up rudely by Joey who found his way into my bed. Damn it, can't a tired person just rest? Then his turn to get started on being emo. Till I nearly fell asleep. Can't remember how but GJPS suddenly became emo/acting weird. Called Sambuca Lover over and left them alone which left me with no choice but to sleep in Sambuca Lover's room which he was sharing with Joey. We shared the same bed, hugged him to sleep and that was it. We are damn innocent. I mean he's gay and hello? Gay men have no reaction to women. And Sambuca Lover thinks something happened between us. Crazy nut. I would have wanted The Boy in my bed... but that was highly unlikely to happen. Next.
Went out for breakfast with Joey, Leo, GJPS and Foong since we overslept and missed the Hotel's buffet one. Somehow got ourselves a personal TutTut driver who stuck around the entire day. Didnt' buy anything except a ring that costs me 1600 thai baht which is approimately 66 sing dollars at a jewellery shop the driver brought us to and 2 note pads at MBK shopping mall.
Dinner with Coastes group near patpong. Bought sunglasses. Had wanted to buy skirts and get a tattoo, but none of which fell through. So much for my shopping. I spent my money mostly on food and necessities.
The group of 5 guys went off on their own for massage and extra services. Damn it. It bothered me a lot. I mean, as common as it is, I just don't fancy people doing such things. Don't let me know you if ever paid for sex. I rather not know about it. I can't help but look at them in a different way now. Why? I don't wanna judge them but eugh. Distasteful. Are there no more decent men left other than my two brothers Zhen and Bittercoffee?
So while the group of 5 guys went in search of these sex slaves, the remaining peeps went on to watch the tiger show. My god, I was expecting something of a classier act of strip tease. Not so rude. I felt highly disgusted and uncomfortable that barely 2 minutes from entering the place, I left together with GJPS. I mean how proud can I get to see fellow women selling their bodies like that? Respect your bodies lah. Gross sums it all. Sick sick sick! No way am I ever stepping into any place like that. I am brought up with respect and integrity for the women's body. I just can't stand seeing how women are devaluing their bodies like that for money. It's not exactly nice seeing them jiggle their tits and fondling themselves. Freaking offensive.
Went back to hotel, packed up my stuff and studied. Foong called for room service and we had fried rice in his room. Meanwhile, drinking the vodka raspberri that Sambuca Lover bought for GJPS and smoking so as not to fall asleep since I had to leave for the airport by 5.
The rest is history. But Airasia really sucks. Not as spacious as Valuair, no food provided and fucked up air steward. Plus the flight was a bumpy one. Turbulence. Damn, and the air steward the chickeny arse didn't allow me to pee though we were a good 15 minutes to landing! My bladder was bursting!!!
Reached back Singapore and bought 2 perfumes (Ralph Lauren again! and Clinique Happy for Men, the one that I was so obsessed with) and a bottle of absolut raspberri and made my way to school. Went straight for lab lesson all sleepy and then marketing tutorial. Befriended a new smoking kaki at lab who stays in Hall 1, near my Hall. Great. He has his fridge stocked up with beer. Shiok. He quite cute leh. Haha. We were smoking just outside the laboratory as our group mates started on the experiments. Fucking Ah Tiong tutor sucks!
Had dinner with my 2 marketing group mates and went back to Hall. Crashed shortly after. That rounded up my past few days nicely.
People whom I wanna thank on the Bangkok trip...
1) Sambuca Lover for helping me with getting pain killers, and flight details from the front desk.
2) My roomie who helped me ransack my hoard of notes just to retrieve my flight booking number which I had needed to check in at the airport.
3) Leo for keeping a look out and taking such good care of me and GJPS. Even more gentlemanly than the guys.
4) JFK who was concerned for my state of well being since I had cramps.
5) Joey who hugged me to sleep and hear me whine about The Boy while he went on about missing his.
Sometimes, I don't know if I want The Boy around me. It causes me to be more disorientated than not. Like on the Bangkok trip, as GJPS was avoiding Sambuca Lover, so was I with The Boy. I am so unsure. Are we distant or are we close? My only souvenier from him: A milo bottle which is on my shelf above my study table.
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