because im really really lazy to the extent that i dont even reply smses, this will suffice to jolt my memory when i read back in the future as an old forgetful lady with bad eyesight.
- i was pickpocketed of 400$S++ in Jatujat Salat, Bangkok.
- i played lan for the first time in thailand!! hahah it was amazingly hilarious cause i was totally and utterly new to it. but for anyone's information, i can now kick your butt at green TD(or whatever im assuming its called)! if you dont believe me ill kick you. HAHA!
- my luggage on the return trip home was 28.4KG!!!
- i never got to sit on a tuktuk on this trip.
- i travelled by myself to meet yang and all! yay for that. it was liberating and strange.
- JAMEStheboytoy thinks im too antisocial. im not! pple just have to be more social so that i can get to know them! :)
i look like PORKCHOP in this picture. but i like it! ahah
"more shopping!??!?!????"
i look like a greasepot here (but with really cool clothes on) but the shopowner here is really awesome! no kidding!
some pic i took of my new thai friends!! HAHAHAHAHAH. major hotness!
twintowers! and the only day i looked decently nonfat (which i am by the way, and by that i mean both decent and fat)
one of my fave shops in jatujat salat!
MY FAVOURITE FOOD IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD <3<3<3<3
too many photos, too little movtivation haha
needless to say, i heart thailand!
im bawling like an idiot and thats reason enough for me to pack my bags and run away to thailand.
the night before, i dreamt of you guys.
in my dream i was alternating between laughs and giggles, and honestly had one of the best times in my life. i was on a estactic high; a feeling so rare. its a pity how the only time i really laughed like that and had so much fun it wasnt even real, cause in real life i would just be the wallflower that was being jibed at sometimes, or said odd things to desparately draw attention even.
i regret like hell ever waking up from that dream.
pity dreams never ever become reality.
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i thought it through and thought bout it.
my passion isnt strong enough for me to endure at least 18hrs a week sitting still and drawing, sketching and painting.
so one option down.
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seriously, i dont feel like i have any friends anymore.
and
work is just one nasty trap of bouts of backstabbing and betrayal.
PEANUT BUTTER SWIRLED BROWNIE omg omg omg omg omg
i just baked one and INHALED ONE SLICE IN .4235423154SECONDS! it was AMAZINGLY MOIST AND FUDGY IN THE MIDDLEEEEEE!!!!!
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i always end up making rash and impulsive decisions, and end up being really remorseful bout it. sigh.
friends.
sigh.
well well, now my evilwishers
you can now throw yr head back and laugh heartily,
cause my evil karma has returned to bite me back at my ugly ass
to you of twelve years,
the family was visibly and distinctly appalled at the very thought of your good idea, cause it would be abandoning me to fend my own way there. in a foreign land. at first i was majorly irked when the mother kept initiating the possiblity of her tagging along to ensure my safety, and then it finally hit me when even the younger sister was shocked, and for a lack of a better word, pissed at your actions.
cause 12 years have done nothing for you apparently; only you matter. and i regret the very day i mentioned embarking on a trip together, cause it has brought out you, the real you. the real you which i denied time and time again.
i am shocked myself at the amount of disgust and rage i have for you right now.
seriously? SERIOUSLY.
if that was your good idea, i shudder at the thought of the best idea you'd ever have.
seriously, (aside from MANDA and HILARY due to the close proximity of their own ones),
who on earth remembers my birthday?
much less celebrates it?
oh sod it.
i have blueglitter fingernails!
can someone say yay?
i have no idea how much longer i can carry on pretending that its ok to be me.
at the high risk of sounding cliche, it struck me that for the longest time ever i havent laughed till i gasp for air.
and i miss that, like a caged rabbit missing fresh carrots. i wonder what i lack right now that has stolen away me, and put this cynical pessimist on relief duty.
every single day i struggle with my own demons; i dont need anyone sending me on a guilt trip when im having a terribly hard time dealing with having a life.
im so pathetic i dont even know why im blogging this!!
i have been in desparate need of retail therapy ever since my plastic got detained. FUCK