It’s Dik’s Day!
Happy Birthday Dik Ha Ha Hau!
Dik is called that on my phone cos when i think of him, i see big white teeth and a booming “Ha ha ha!”
Your (over)confidence astounds me and you’re so Happy Bunny it’s unbelievable.
Okay work first, tomorrow we party!
*MWAH!*
“It’s been really bad. She’s been taking coke which is so not her, just so she can forget about things.”
“I was on a coke binge today.”
“HA?!?!”
Damn loud. Cos he knows i’m an alkey and not a druggie.
“Yeah! I drank Coke for lunch, for tea, at the party, and even at supper!”
“… I think we’re on a different wavelength here -_- “
“The sky is blue…!”
“Yup *layan*”
“Wow!”
“…”
*flicks car lights on and off in succession*
“Hey, don’t do that, you might disturb the neighbours.”
“Look, it’s like how Scofield does it!”
“I think you’re watching too much Prisonbreak…”
*yakking away about fairies*
“Why do you believe in all this rubbish? It’s such a waste of time.”
“Well… i’m lap sap! So i’m rubbish too! Hahaha!!”
“Oh my gawd.”
*cap falls off head*
*picks up cap*
“I knew that dropped okay. I was going to leave it there…”
“Sure…”
+ + +
Some enlightenment on harrasment
I wrote about being sexually harassed by a guy. In truth, it wasn’t a guy. It was a girl.
Why didn’t i write straight up that it was a girl, someone asked.
I answered ‘because i don’t want people to discriminate against gays.’
And the same person opened my eyes to how i was being bias *towards* gays.
Because i was actually being more lenient towards the fact that she’s gay.
She asked to meet up for drinks and i thought, why not, i had a great conversation when i met her with ——– and i could spare a couple of hours.
It was 5:30 pm, PM okay, and i wanted to have coffee in Starbucks.
She insisted on having beer at QBa so i thought okay, meet up for a quick drink then i’ll dash off to see Odin for dinner.
She spoke about how she was troubled with life and i was trying to cheer her up.
Then she tried holding my hand. I pulled away.
“I’m sorry. But just letting you know heads up, i can be there as a friend to you, but nothing more.”
“Why?”
“Because i’m not interested.”
“You don’t like me?”
“No. I like you as a friend i can hang out with but that’s it.”
She kept on moving towards me on the couch and i kept on scooting away further.
After awhile it was just abit too much. She was trying to smell my hair, kiss my face and she managed to bite my neck before i pushed her away.
I decided it was time to leave.
As i walked towards the carpark, she asked to follow me for dinner.
I said no.
She asked why.
I said “You’re drunk.”
She answered, “No i’m not, i’ll behave myself, i promise. I won’t touch you. I won’t even look at you.”
I hesitated. I knew she just wanted company and yet, i didn’t want to dig myself into a hole of someone else’s shit.
So i said “Okay.”
Then she started trying to hold me around my waist.
I firmly said, “No. Stop it.”
“Why do you hate me?”
“Ohmygod…” i muttered, “I don’t hate you. I just don’t want you touching me.”
“Are you disgusted by my touch?”
Sometimes i wonder how i manage to be so accommodating to people’s characters that i seriously throw myself into dumbass situations.
“You can’t follow me to dinner.”
“Why? You said i could just now!”
“Well, you’re not. You’re not sober. And you’re totally misbehaving.”
“Why are you doing this to me again?!”
” 0_o … what do you mean again?? This is the second time in my life i’ve met you!”
She paused. And realised that she *was* a tad drunk.
“Please. Don’t follow me to the car.”
“Why can’t i come with you?”
“Cos i just said so! What else do you want me to say? I already said cos you’re drunk plus you keep on touching me!”
I was going to lose it cos i didn’t know how to lose her.
“Could you at least send me back to my apartment? It’s just across the main road.”
“… okay fine.”
At my car, i walked to the driver’s side and instead of walking to the passenger’s side, she followed me.
“Er… you’re supposed to go to the other side yeah?”
Then she jump-hugged me, trying to neck me.
I pushed her off, jumped into my car, locked my door and drove off.
She leaned against the wall, watching me drive away.
Stupid Pyramid carpark is undergoing renovation and it was tricky finding the exit.
Dahlah late for dinner, kena sexually harassed, then now can’t even find the damn exit!
Kancheong okay. Like getting trapped in a bad dream.
I waved down a security guard to ask where the exit was and just so happened she was walking back into the shopping complex. He thought i was trying to call her and shouted for her, i was going “SHH!!! Bukan bukan!” My eyes widened and i shook my head to 180 bpm in panic.
Managed to get out in the end. No petrol, got on the wrong highway, lagi late for dinner, yeah, great.
Okay i’m laring topic. Back to the topic.
If i was younger, i might have actually tried to help her out. But as you grow up, you realise you can’t possibly help the whole world with their problems and drama. You give priority to the friends you’re close to and the others all come in second place, third and some, last i.e. none at all.
I told a friend about it. At first he laughed at me because it was amusing Story Of The Day to him.
Then he sounded me when she texted me ‘I miss you!’ and i didn’t want to reply.
“Why are you being so nice?”
“I guess cos… she’s a troubled soul.”
“HAHAHA!!! So because she’s a troubled soul, she can touch you and get away with it? Here, ‘Hi i’m a troubled soul!’ Grope, grope!” he gestured a grab at my chest.
“-_- No la…”
“Then? Tell me, if a guy did that to you, what would your reaction be?”
“I’d whack him. Slap him… a whole lot of stuff i’d do…”
“Exactly! So why does she get different treatment?”
I stoned. I didn’t even see it from that perspective!
How bloody bias is that?!
She texted me the next day – “I miss you!”
I replied – “I don’t!”
“It doesn’t matter but i do miss you alot. I’m sorry about what happened. Will i see you again?”
“At the rate you’re going, no. You sexually harassed me. What you did was totally unacceptable. It’s the same as if a man did that. How would you feel if a man sexually harassed you like that in public?”
She took some time to reply.
“I would feel disrespected if someone molests me in public. But, i didn’t mean it. You’re too beautiful… i couldn’t help it… i sincerely would like to apologise over what happened. I promise i will not insult myself by disrepecting you again. Please forgive me! Can i call you?”
I read it going, “Walau -_- So. Not. Getting. The. Point.”
Didn’t reply. Don’t know what to say already. Just going to ignore la.
So that was my Lesson of the Week.
To not be bias towards people just because they’re ‘troubled souls.’
I can still my friend’s laughter ringing in my head.
Yes, yes, i get it.
I FORGOT!!!!!!!
ARGH i’m so pissed off at myself!
Of all the things (okay fine there were alot of things BUT!) that i REALLY wanted to get for cheap in BKK
I FORGOT TO GET A WIG
Been wanting one since i cut my hair short two years back
And saw some selling for cheap in Khao San area
But at the time, i lost the group and was feeling like a lost little girl and looking for them
So i forgot at the time
And meant to go back
And I FORGOT
AUGHHHHhhhhhhh
I frantically texted Calvin in the evening today when i suddenly remembered that i forgot (standard line again *smacks head*) but he’d already touched down in KL
………………………………….
Such. A. Dumbass. Am. I.
DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!
No More Space
I stare in despair at my room as my bags lay unpacked
The new clothes squealing to get out and play
But i just don’t have the heart to take them out because…
I have yet to make space for them in their new home
“Hey Daddy.”
“Hmm.”
“Where do you think i could store all my things? You know, like my college stuff and others that i don’t use anymore but don’t want to throw away…”
“Hmm…”
“I don’t know… somewhere in the house?”
“Well. Why don’t you go online and see whether there’s a site which rents out warehouse space.”
“….. -_- “
*
She ran awry and shrieked nuts
She went waving ballistic
Her limbs all directions
She looked almost autistic
My little poem describing the utter madness i was in
EnvyMira asked me how was shopping in Bangkok
I replied that it felt like having a 3-day long orgasm.
Mystery Stargaze Lilies
Walked into the office today and squeaked when i saw DatinTini has changed her hairstyle
I said she looks like a porn star now
A high-so porn star la
“Hey, you got some flowers,” piped up Franchesca, her head popping over the divider in front of me
“Flowers?” i squinted suspiciously at them, thinking the team were playing a prank on me.
I’m sorry but yes, they’re extremely capable of that.
Tilting the huge bouquet over, i picked up the card tucked neatly into a holder there
Miss Joyce Kirsten Wong
Hope you had a good trip
No name so i don’t know who it’s from
DatinTini and TylerTheFairysitter were babbling whether it was sent by a girl or a guy
-_-
After asking a few suspects, none owned up so… oh well.
Funny thing is they’re stargaze lilies + roses, and stargaze lilies are one of my favourite flowers (tho very very few people know that, but okay by writing it here i guess alot know now :p i like them cos they look like fairies could hide in them for long 
)
As Per Usual
I rushed from home to the airport, without a wink of sleep
Packing was easy since i didn’t pack anything :p
Jessie, RavishingRita and me trying to look alive
I lost the right side of my giant wooden earring in the airport
“Argh! I lost my earring. Dammit.”
“Oh. I thought you purposely wore it on one side.”
“Sometimes i do but… today i didn’t!”
GoofyGobi
Me in a stance ready to curl up and sleep
Hailing a taxi to MDK mall
Sausages that look like… Well. What *does* it look like to you?
Pork galore!
Galore i say!
AHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
Mini chilli packets in mothership
Saw a pug and thought of… ๐
Went to Suan Loo at night where there was this huge food court with tacky singers and dancers on stage.
Still, they provided some entertainment (read: girl in tight white pants singing. read: camel toe action)
2nd morning – off to Khao San
GoofyGobi couldn’t tahan for 7-Eleven to release the beer at 5 pm
Besides Khao San main road, you have* to explore the backlanes as well
Where the treasures are cheaper
Mmm… up to you whether these are considered treasures.
0_o
HonSeng having a tough time sifting through the choices of silver jewelry
Okay look. Compare the superhumongousgiganticgilababi silver earrings that catch your eye first to the ones in the tray which are actual size.
The girls got super excited over a baby elephant lumbering outside our guesthouse
His owner had food with him which he’d sell to tourists to feed
I don’t know. I’m all for baby elephants but i’m not all for him being used like that.
Rear light for transport whose trunk is in the front instead of the back
Oh yeah!
We bumped into IceCalvin on Khao San Rd that evening
“I saw your red hair and thought* it was you..!”
“…”
Justin and him joined us at Bed Supperclub that night
The real Bed Supperclub
Not the fake one in Penang and KL that plagiarised their logo almost right down to a T *ptui*
My first time there was with KinkyPug and Michael in January
Again, i felt awfully short cos everyone’s so bloody tall
Alot of kwailos
Calvin and Justin got an awesome lounge spot upstairs cos they went earlier then us
Jessie, Rita, me
HonSeng, RR
IceCalvin and Justin
Alamak, Crybaby.
Even though i read The Kite Runner and cried throughout my Koh Samui trip (when noone was watching), I just *had* to bring along Khaled Hosseini’s second book, A Thousand Splendid Suns, to Bangkok (cos i never have time to read in KL)
And cried again.
-_-
I read on my bed, my back turned to the others as they got ready to go out.
I sat alone in the airport whilst the others ran around duty-free, and had an Irish coffee at 8 am.
It was so sad and engrossing, i couldn’t help weeping into my dress.
I wept again in the plane.
And on the bus.
Onto my sunglasses.
Onto my dress.
Onto the book.
It’s a powerfully depressing book that really drew me in to the plights and reality of all during the war.
Plights that we wave away recklessly cos of what we have now.
Things that we will never truly grasp because we never had to go through it (and heaven forbid, we won’t have to).
I reckon all the stories are going to stick in my mind for a long while.
Next trip i have to bring a happy book
It’s not such a great idea to flop around, sigh and weep during a holiday..!
I Want To Lay It All Out
“When i go home, i usually lay all the things i bought on the floor, and grin. Damn puas,” said IceCalvin.
I wanna lay out and play with all my new clothes and things too!
But i have to dig out my laptop and notes and… go to the office now.
Sigh… work.
Which is what pays for my shopping sprees.
:p
“It’s Never Enough.”
Said IceCalvin.
And true that it never is.
As we progress in age and income, however much we bring to shop in Bangkok is NEVER ENOUGH.
We raped a vintage shop for hours, belonging to this old lady (former shopaholic)
Got Peach to paint an abstract of me on a giant canvas bag
And that was just Sunday afternoon.
I flew off with *one* set of clothes – pajamas.
And came back with two… huge bags.
Super tired.
Just reached home after being in the airport since 7am.
Fairy needs some down time.
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