Happy New Year!!

Christmas is over.. and I just got to update my blog now.. :D

Christmas was uneventful for me as expected. That means, no turkey, no wine, but then no dramas either. So, that's actually nice. I got a few movies to watch at the apartment. Did 4 movies in 2 days (I could have them for 3 days at least). The girl at the video rental looked very confused when I returned all the videos. She actually asked me "Don't you want to watch them?" And I replied "I watched them all already." She had the WTF expression on her face. Bah!

Actually, Andrew rang me on Christmas Eve as I had asked him though. I ran into him the week before Christmas (he lives close to my office). So, we had a coffee and a chat. So, he knew that I would be alone in Bangkok over Christmas since The B@stard was in the US. And he invited me to go out with him, his uncle, and his friends. It was very nice of him to call. But it was kind of too late and I decided to go elsewhere for dinner and a pint. By myself.

I went to my favourite pub for dinner on Christmas Eve. It's the first time I saw the band that was playing on Saturdays there. Holy shit, I have to say. One lead female singer dressed like she just got out of some sleazy bar. And they were not too good either. They would be good for bars though. Not pubs. And certainly, not a bloody Irish Pub.

So, that's my uneventful Christmas. I got a present from my boss too. Very nice of him to get one for each of us.

New Year is coming up. The boss and I will work on the 31st as the Italian clients will be in town for the day. Lucky us... I guess.

(Edit grammar as suggested by The B@stard. The first time he ever got a chance to fix my English.)

Holy Crap

It was like for ever since I updated my blog.

I've just been busy with work and The B@stard. I'm getting more involved with the HR stuff at work. I've started interviewing spa therapists myself just today. No choice. The bosses were away. I think I did a crappy job though. But never mind. I'll get better at this soon enough. :D

I've been spending a lot of time with The B@stard. We've become really close. And we get on so well. So now, basically, everyone else is off the menu. I've informed whoever needed to be informed. Only one case that didn't handle it too well. But all is okay now.

The B@stard is coming to Thailand very soon. We're currently planning a few trips upcountry to visit some friends and to spend some time together. I'll take some time off work to do these trips. Bosses have gave me a green light since I've worked overtime too often. I'll just need to plan something quick so I can inform bosses in advance about the plans.

I can hardly wait... :)

Again

Let me say this once again..

So much can happen in a week. Like you wouldn't believe.

Things at work have been difficult.. as usual. A client transfered the wrong amount of money from England. Another client in Scandinavia has been quiet. Another client in UAE sent a spa therapist home after 3 weeks. Another client in Bangkok has delayed a cheque. And the most important database has gone missing after my day off. No trace whatsoever.

Oh well... one good thing that happened last week was that I finally got my personal shit done. I'd lost my ID card at least a year ago. Never got a new one. I'd lived my life with my driving license and my passport. Until recently, the house that I'd put my name in has been sold. Mum had some arguments with the buyer. So, I needed to get my name out of there quick.

Problem was, without ID card, I couldn't do anything with house registration issue. And without house registration, I couldn't do anything with the ID card problem.

So, I took a day off work and went down to the goddamn amphur to get it all sorted. It took me three hours with a lot of explainations of what had happened, walking, smiling, and waiting.

I'm legal now. :D

Good stuff.

Anyway, well, in my last entry, I was talking about The B@stard and Baby Jesus. Now, things have developed from there and it looks like Baby Jesus will become real in the future.

I might have a second thought though.... since The B@stard is a paddy.

My dear Lord, what have I done to deserve this?!

:D

The B@stard and Baby Jesus

My work hasn't been too crazy the past few days, thank goodness for that. Answered some phone calls, told some people to piss off, sent some emails, and that's about it.

Aussie boss left for Australia yesterday evening and will be there for a week.

You can imagine a big grin on my face, can't you?

I mean... a whole bloody week. :D

Today is actually Loy Krathong day here in Thailand. Info about the festival can be found here. I'm not doing anything since it'll be packed all over the city. Lucky me that I work and live along the Skytrain line. So, no traffic jam. Only packed skytrain.

I once went on a ferry across Chao Phraya river to loy my krathong. Not too bad that year. But the rest of my Loy Krathong history was shite. Too bloody crowded everybloodywhere. A Krathong committed a suicide shortly after leaving my hand. Some shit kids swam around to steal money in the krathongs. Now I just can't be arsed.

Now, the title of this entry is "The B@stard and Baby Jesus"

I have been in, okay no more bloody secret, ThaiVisa's chatroom again. Used to be very active in there about two years ago. Got some regular drunks in there. :D

Now just been back the past few weeks (and my productivity has gone down to nearly zero). We've got a new drunk in there. It's The B@stard.

The B@stard and I have entered an imaginary relationship and we are now expecting our first imaginary baby. After a long and serious discussion, we will call our baby Jesus. If the authorities don't allow that, we will go for Elvis. Well, either that or Pablo Chan. One of our great mates suggested that one - since The B@stard is convinced I am Mexican (and I know for a fact that he's Scottish - not Irish like he claims). But my mum told me I'm Thai-Chinese!

So, actually, it's all a wind up.

But one certain man believed it.

He actually believed we were going to name our baby Jesus.

......................

No comment. :D

:)

I'm in lurrrrvvveeee. :)

Gosh, I haven't felt this for a very long time.

That man came over to have lunch with me today. We went to the 5-star hotel next to my building. And of course, since it was right next door, I ran into my Israeli boss. And since he's been in hotel industry for ever, he met someone he knew too.

I got to talk to my Israeli boss later. It turned out she knows the hotel my Darling is working for. And she also knows the owner of that certain group.

The world is way too small sometimes.

Anyway, when I didn't look quite happy that he's leaving tomorrow, Darling said he would likely be back here in three weeks' time.

He walked me back to my building and gave me a good hug and kissed me on the cheek. Oi, come on now. No kiss? A quick protest and he said that he's worried about me as it's my office.. and there was that quick kiss. :D

I miss him already... :)

That was really nice

That man took me out last night.

We had agreed to meet at a BTS station. But of course, we were waiting for each other at different sides of the station.

We changed the plan and decided to try another restaurant instead. We went to the Face Bar (a review here). Nice place, really. There are a few zones; Thai restaurant, Indian restaurant, the bar and the spa (I guess). Wooden house. Very very nice. Very very pricey. My sweetheart gave 6/10 for the food and 8/10 for the service.

He kept asking me to go see him in Hanoi later this month (as next month will be a very busy time at work for him). I will wait and see how he gets all his shit together. He's always been very busy with work.

I just might go to Hanoi for a few days...

Musta been lurrrrvvveeeee. :)

Awww..

So much could happen in a week...

My birthday party wend well at the pub. Got smashed. A couple headaches at the very end of the night, but nothing I couldn't handle. Just made a few abusive calls and messages. :D

That man was back in Bangkok on the 2nd. But since he had a very important presentation to make on the 3rd, we didn't meet up. And we planned to have lunch together on the 4th as he was going to a meeting in this area in the morning. But no, couldn't be smooth. The big shots who flew in for the presentation asked him to go look at other properties in this Group in Hua Hin. Like.. now.

So, lunch was off. Possible pub in the evening was off. Talking about disappointment...

But he said he would be back on Sunday night and would meet me.

I still went out with the girls though. So, that's fine. Met a Malaysian friend the other night. I didn't see her for so long. We had a good time. So, that's cool.

Until...... I ran into Andrew later that night.

You see, he had forgotten about my birthday party at the pub (so there's one of those abusive texts). And.. that night... he said he just forgot. But my text was extremely rude (quite like telling him to go fcuk himself) and he thought I owed him an apology.

Come again?!?

He promised he would come. He forgot. No apology. I sort of told him to go fcuk himself. And he thinks I owe him an apology.

What kind of logic is that?!?

So, I told him I didn't think so. I made it clear that I didn't make empty promises. When I promise something, I keep it. So, I don't owe him any apology. He said that's fine and that we shouldn't speak to each other again. That's fine by me too. So, told him to get over himself... and piss off.

Not too long, when I was getting ready to leave the pub, there was a tap on my arm. There he was... again. He said "I don't want to argue with you."

Eh?!?

Fcuk, I don't really understand him these days. He said we shouldn't speak to each other ever again, I agreed. And he said he didn't want to argue with me?!?

What the fcuk was that?!?

Anyway, last night, I went out with Aime and a few friends. Pre-birthday thingie. Not too bad. We started at the Barbican on Soi Thaniya. Nice atmosphere. Crappy service. And we moved on to The Irish Xchange. We were there for a while. And moved on to the Ad Makers on Soi Lang Suan to meet other friends.

Didn't drink that night though as I was still very hungover. I drank on an empty stomach on Friday night. And I drank a lot.

Anyway, today is Aime's birthday. So, I'm going down to The Dubliner now. The Celtic Colours are playing this afternoon. They might move on to the Bull's Head afterwards. But I'm not going to make it.

I've got a date with that man this evening. He is taking me to dinner at the Bed Supperclub. So, yeah, he called as he'd promised. :)

Happy Birthday To Me!

I'm now on a dial up connection at home, and I tell you.. it's a nightmare. I've got used to high speed connection at work already.

I came online just now only to find that man has left me a beautiful birthday song on Yahoo IM - even though 11 hours too early. Men are so hopeless in this field. :D

Happy birthday to you
Swashed tomatows on stew
Bread and butter in the gutter
happy birthday to you

Have a happy day
- M

I'm not planning to celebrate today. I'm just going to enjoy my usual Sunday at home with my family since I haven't seen them for over a month. Big (I hope) party will be on Monday at the pub. Amazing thing is, I and Rose share the same birthday. 6 years apart. So, I'm inviting some of my friends to go down to the pub tomorrow evening. And we'll have a great time. Bosses will not expect me to turn up at work before midday on Tuesday - if at all. :D

Fingers crossed no drama for a change.

Shit shit shit!!

I tell you now.. Shit!!

Ok, I'm feeling better now. :-D

Last Monday was actually a public holiday here. And we made an appointment with an applicant for a job interview. To cover my current bleedin' job. 9 AM, all confirmed. My bosses, although very busy with a client based in Bangkok, turned up with no hassles.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Where's the goddamn candidate now? 30 minutes passed, I rang her on her mobile. Once she knew where I was calling from, she went quiet and hung up on me!

Can you believe that?!?

My Aussie boss rang her from his mobile a few hours later, but she didn't answer. We're thinking letting her current employer know she's looking for a new job!

This is just so weird. I have never been late for a job interview before. If I want a job, I show them that I do. I've been dealing with so many interviews during my 9 months here. You wouldn't believe how unreliable some applicants could be.

Then, yesterday, I was quite sick so I took the morning off. 4 PM, my Aussie boss rang me and gave me a top urgent task. I had to borrow ten table cloths and twenty napkins from the hotel next door.. and brought everything to the client in Sukhumvit by 5 PM.

Lots of urgent phone calls... while I had two effin' spa therapists in the office waiting for me to have 5 minutes to speak to them... 4:34 PM, I was sitting in the hotel's GM office waiting for all the stuff.

When the whole thing arrived.... Holy crap. It's HEAVY!! But no choice, I had to take everything to the client's. So, I ran down Sukhumvit Road and hopped on the skytrain - with all that shit in my arms. My arms were shaking.

Off the skytrain, I took a motorbike taxi as I couldn't run with all that shit anymore. And thanks the goddamn motorbike boy, he rode past the soi!!!! So, I had to stop him and ran back to that soi... and ran down the soi to the client's.

4:58 PM, I reached the dining room at the client's.

I almost died.

Came back to the office with Aussie boss only to find out that that man left me a message on Yahoo IM. Talking about timing.

Today.... just when I thought everything was going very smoothly with another client in UAE. No, it couldn't be smooth.

It turned out the client doesn't want one of the three therapists we're sending over anymore - since it's been confirmed she's a trouble maker. Ok, now I can understand that. But this therapist, she's gone extra miles to get all her documents done. And spent at least 30,000 THB to get everything ready.

I don't know what to tell her. But Aussie boss will handle it. Problem is, I've replied to the client's email - quite nicely. But boss seemed not to be on the same mood. So, we'll see about that.

Tomorrow, I'm going to meet some people who want to hire us. I'll learn how boss handles these guys. Since we're expecting to turn them down as they're totally dodgy.

I'm cool

Very very cool.

After finding myself in that mess (there's more shite after my last entry but I would rather leave it at that), I got to talk to a very few friends. And they gave me some valuable advices/comments. And also spot on.

You see, it turned out to be a big fat cruel joke that went way too far. I always knew when he was joking - we've known each other for years, for heaven's sake. Not this time. Something still doesn't add up though. It just doesn't.

My good friend Ian said that he's not really convinced it's entirely a joke. Good point, my friend. All big things that Andrew said and did that night... that's what doesn't add up.

Oh, Ian also said that if I were in Las Vegas, I would likely be married.

My response was "Thank fcuk I'm in Thailand"

And then... after panicking big time, Rose pointed out that I just don't love Andrew. Mind you, Rose is a young girl. How on earth does she know all about this stuff? :-P

So, yeah, I've thought about it all. Be true and honest to myself. And I've found the answer. I'm in love with that man. That's who I have feelings for. Even though I'm a sad spinster who has no life whatsoever, I don't want to force anyone to love me. I deserve much better than that.

My job is going really great. I'm blessed to have met a few great friends. Not having a man of my own shouldn't be a big deal. I still have that man every three months anyway.

Ok, wait a few more years and my statement might be different. :-D

I'm confused

Last night I went down to the pub.. and met Andrew late at night.

Even though I've lost only a little weight (nowhere near 3 kgs), but I guess he quite liked what he saw last night. Anyway, I started teasing him about the marriage deal again. We had a really good laugh. He said all good things about me. And kind of got a little serious at some level. Also said some serious thing about... hmm... wanting to marry me.

Later that night, after a few beers, I took my ring off (from my right hand) and told him to use it for the time being. Minutes of teasing and joking and avoiding, he finally put it on my wedding finger.

Gotcha! :P

I stayed the night at his place. No dirty stuff please. We didn't shag. :D

He was so sweet and everything. Didn't even want me to come to work this morning!

After digesting it all and realising he was being pretty serious last night, I was in panic. I mean... no... it's not happening. And won't happen for quite a while.

Well, it's MY ring. So, basically, this doesn't count. So there. I'm cool now. But since he mentioned popping the question, having a reception both in Thailand and England, having kids, getting a pre-nuptial agreement, starting a business, etc..... You never know, my friend. It can happen anyday now.

You just never know.

Keep working!

I actually feel I haven't worked that hard, but still knackered. Must be seriously getting old.

Since I'll be promoted at work, I'm looking for a new Receptionist/Secretary to cover my current job. And I'll be trained to help with Consultant job. Woohoo!

The most important projects at the moment are really .... pain.... pain in you know where.

So many Ifs, Buts, etc. Life would be much easier if people could be a little more understanding. But like my boss said this afternoon - "What she wants and what she gets may not be the same" (we're talking about timeframe). So, well, I really hope that certain client will help make my life a bit easier.

Next Monday is another public holiday here in Thailand.. but I'll be working again. So will boss. Wah ha ha. This's bloody crazy. But surely, I'm going home this weekend. My Mum just rang the other day and I realised I haven't gone home for about a month now. Bad girl.

Apart from work.. going home.. well, there's that man. He'll be back here in 16 days. That'll be a few days after my birthday. So, oh well, I'm asking him if we can go away for the weekend. I want to go somewhere where we won't be able to work! I need some quiet time with him.

And... I don't know. I'll have to think it over. I've still got a deal with Andrew. Remember the guy who will marry me once I've lost 3 kgs? Yeah, well, the deal is still on. And I've lost some weight. I'm not losing any more at the moment, by choice. I'm having a second thought about it.

Oh I don't know...

I mean... Andrew is a very nice guy and everything. But I don't want to trap him this way.

And... hmm... that man is still on my mind. But... ok here it is. He's married. That's why I never reveal his identity. Anyway, so yeah, everything is such a mess at the moment.

But my good friend Ian keeps telling me to lose weight though.

Grrrr...

Will I ever cope?

I've been in a strange mood. The cool me seems to not be around much lately.

All the stress from work... and... the headache and heartache from Chris (for some unknown reasons, I can't cut him loose)... and...

My birthday is coming up.

I've got a thing for these stupid special occasions. My birthday is one of them.

I went out with quite a few girlfriends last year. It turned out to be a nightmare, although Andrew came to the club and got me a really nice birthday card. A very nice chap, that one.

And this year... I really want to celebrate it with that man. But he'll be in Saigon. And will be in Bangkok 3 days after that. So, I don't think I'm going to Hanoi. He'll be back here for work in three weeks anyway. (How much I will see him, that's another story)

So, there. I'm going to be alone on my birthday. I'm getting depressed already. So, I don't really know if I'll cope.

Oh beaches.. I miss those beaches..

Bloody hell. I just got back to Bangkok yesterday, but now miss Phuket already.

Oh well, we can't be on holiday all the time.

I don't now why, but even though I was dead tired yesterday, I came down to the pub... again.

But I didn't drink though. My body wouldn't be able to handle it.

And just for fun, I texted that man in Vietnam. I knew he didn't store my mobile number in that phone, only the Thailand mobile. And he actually rang to ask who it was.

Unbelievable.

I thought he would just text back to ask that question.

I was in the pub, so it's pretty noisy. He didn't recognise my voice until I swore "Dammit". Now that's what we call Romance.

He was really surprised that I still went to the pub, even though I had got to sleep for only an hour the night before. And kept telling me to go home to sleep. He was worried I wouldn't wake up in time for work the next day.

Around end of this month's my birthday. We're dying to see each other. So, I have to wait and see how he will sort it all out.

Strangely, we've actually missed each other so much this time.

Very odd indeed.

Travel in style with Thai Airways.. I guess

Got back from Phuket this morning and came straight to work..

I’m so totally knackered.

I didn’t have to pay for my flights this time. I redeemed the tickets from Thai Airways. Business Class for the first time. I wouldn’t ever pay that much for a domestic flight anyway.

On my way down to Phuket, they used Boeing 734. The plane was small, old and uncomfortable (it’s a surprise there) – even Business Class. The dinner was okay. The female flight attendants seemed to be more friendly than usual. So much that at one point, while I was trying to sleeping and holding myself as it’s a bit cold, a female flight attendant actually got me a blanket and put it on me. Now that’s very strange.

I spent half my time in Patong, and the other half in Kata. Met a few friends and we enjoyed our weekend together. I went out on the piss with a male friend of mine, also his mates. This’s a little embarrassing. You see, I tend to be quite naughty when I’m pissed. And usually make some speeches that, the next day, I wish everyone was so pissed they couldn’t remember a thing I said.

But for some reason, they have a damn good memory when it comes to my silly speeches – no matter how pissed they are.

Phuket is recovering. Slowly. It seems Patong has got back on its feet before others though. Sex always sells.

I just flew back to Bangkok this morning. My fight was at 7:05 AM, which meant I and my friend had to leave her house at 5:30 AM. While she couldn’t close her shop in Patong until 2:00 AM. So, basically, I got only one hour to sleep.

Once at the airport, I thanked her for taking care of me and chooed her away so she could get some sleep. No need to be stuck with me at the airport. Done with check-in and I headed to the lounge straight away. I needed coffee. Having never seen any other airline’s lounge at all, I am pretty sure that Thai Airways’ lounge in Phuket is one of the worst lounges on this planet.

I was so looking forward to getting on the plane. I could hardly keep my eyes open. It’s great that they used a bigger plane on this flight. It’s Boeing 747-400. I got a window seat on upper deck. This one was definitely nicer. Oh boy, I could really get some sleep before I headed to work.

But wait a minute, what’s that noise?!

Dear me… no, you’ve got to be kidding me…

There they were… two Aussie kids running around the upper deck screaming and crying.

Oh well…

So, I turned up at work with a totally dead brain. I was extremely slow today. And got so many things to do. Gosh, I don’t know how I managed to survive today.

But I really need to sleep now. So, I’m finishing this one… and will go to sleep dreaming about the lovely weekend I just had in Phuket.

Life in the fast lane

I'm so tired from all this. My life. My work. And shite from men.

Life in busy city is not really fascinating to me. I prefer a quiet place. A beach would be nice.

Bangkok is nowhere near quiet.

But too bad, I was bred, born and raised here. I've lived here my entire life. Now, it's just getting really bad because I work and live right in town.

Life in the fast lane.

I am always in a hurry. Until after 8PM of course. And it's a little slower.

I worked last weekend. But too tired to go out after work. So, I stayed in for a change. Got a few movies from the video rental. That's probably the first time in months I could really sit still to think about things in my life. Not work. I then realised how tired I was. And how empty my life was when I wasn't at work.

Bangkok is too much for me now. So, I'm going to Phuket end of this month for a few days. Catch up with old friends. Beaches. I've missed it.

And next month, I'm thinking about going up North for a function. Just asked Andrew today if he wanted to go with me. He said he would if he was around. He is now still in the UK. Well, it would be lovely if he could make it.

Well, since he will have to marry me once I've lost 3 kgs... So, we'd better start getting used to each other's crap again. :D

Only work is real

After letting the muppet give me some grief yet again, I've kept myself busy at work. And the pubs, of course. I can't ruin my reputation. :D

Well, the muppet is the muppet. Nothing I can do about it, other then letting him go fcuk himself like my boss sort of suggested.

But really, I guess it's normal people need to be screwed over so they can appreciate the good people. Including me.

Over the past few days, I've got to chat with that man (from an entry last month) quite a few times. He's not in the country at the moment. But he's managed to make me feel better about myself. He has his ways to make me feel special. He won't be back here until November. So, we've been discussing me going there first. He'll have to sort his schedule out too. We need to spend some time together... alone. No work!!!

In the meantime, I'm going to Phuket end of this month for the weekend. I'll visit my friends and will drink the island dry. I really need some time off from Bangkok. I can't stand it any longer.

I'll be flying back to Bangkok on Monday morning. The second flight of the day. And will come straight to work.

Should be interesting to see what state I will be in. :D

Muppet!!!

No, Chris was not out of his bloody mind. He just had to promise something first so he could break it later. Muppet!!!

Now 4PM something, and he still can't tell me when and where that we're supposed to meet.

It's so amazing that he always made me trust and believe him completely. Everybloodytime. And I bought it everytime he said "I promise" too.

He must be out of his bloody mind..

This's scary. Chris must be out of his bloody mind now.. He actually called me back when he said he would!!!

Holy crap. Other than shite, he's so full of surprises too.

So, it looks like we will meet up tomorrow afternoon.

But sure as hell, I will NOT leave my base unless I see his face! I'm so not going to be stood up again.

There he is..

I had a few minutes to talk yesterday, so I rang Chris.

I hadn't spoken to him in months. So, it was time to annoy the bejesus out of him.

It turned out he just got back from Hong Kong the night before. He's been basically living and working there....

YOU WHAT?!?

I said to him that he just buggered off without telling me?!? He said not exactly and explained. So, that's the bugger I love and want to be with. Just... buggered off to Hong Kong.. to live there and couldn't be arsed to even email me.

Oh well, we are not in a relationship anyway - we've been in a pretty awkward situation. So, whatever.. I guess.

He's trying to meet me before he buggers off back to Hong Kong very soon.

Yeah, right. Like I'm gonig to hold my breath.

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People just love to talk, don't they?

I actually had a pretty good night out on my own at the Hard Rock Cafe Bangkok. I even met my friend the barman. I hadn't seen him in months. Well, now home and just got a phone call from a certain someone. Well, a few weeks ago, I was informed that I have become the latest topic at the pubs I frequent. A topic about me and that certain someone.

That certain someone is a very well known person in the pubs. He is married to a Thai. I am a pretty good customer. And now people have been talking about me and him being a bloody couple. We are NOT a couple. He told me just now that when I walked in the pub last Friday, people said to him.. "Oh there she is".. "Hey that's your lover".. etc etc.

He said.. the bar staff and all.

Weird though. No one ever talked to me like that. Even though I've noticed more bar staff seem to know my name. Even the new ones.

Oh boy.. I really don't know what to do now.

My dear friends told me that if I disappeared from the pubs, then I did admit I did something wrong. While that certain someone wants me to disappear for a while so the shite will fade away.

I'm confused.

I actually spent the whole night talking to my friend - Rose, and the former love of my life. But that didn't help. People still talked.

At one point, the former love of my life started a new conversation like this..

"You should really get a boyfriend. Get married."
"To whom?!?"
"It shouldn't be too difficult for you. You're quite good looking. You're intelligent. You're funny.. witty.. sexy. Just lose a few kgs. Your breasts might get smaller. But you'd look better. (Pause)... You know what, if you lose 2 kgs, I'll marry you."
"Give me 2 weeks."
"Make it 3 kgs. 6 lbs."
"Deal?"
"Deal"

And we shook hand.

Now I am on a mission.

Finally weekend

I'm home over a weekend for a change.

I've been working really hard. Like you wouldn't believe. Anyone who knows me wouldn't believe.

We've got quite a few projects going on. Today, I worked a bit in the afternoon and went to the airport with bosses for a dinner meeting with the Italian clients. I was modelling the uniforms for them. That's fun.

Anyway, I'm totally knackered now and am kind of glad I am home. Weird, I know. But I am. So, well, I'm going to end this entry with highlight of the day...

Mrs S : "Who's Maple?"
Mr J : "She's China project's secretary. You know.. a bit like Khun Kay. But in Chinese version."
Mrs S : "NO ONE is like Khun Kay!"
Kay (me) looking totally uncertain : "...... err... is that in a good way?"
Mrs S & Mr J : -on the floor-
Mrs S (after picking herself up from the floor) : "Yes! Of course it is!"
Mr J : -still on the floor-

Hehe..

Looking back at my last two entries... they might appear to be a little confusing.

Well, no, not really.

It's just me.

You see, I've been working my arse off (and it's going to be worse for the next 3 months) and last thing I want to screw everything up is headache. And relationship or even falling in love tends to always give me a real good one. So, no, thank you. I don't really have time for that.

My bosses have just increased my salary 25%. Not too bad for 6 months work. So, now I only want to focus on my career - even though I miss having someone to share my life with. But I just can't afford to have any headaches or heartaches at the moment.

The old ones seem to have been doing a damn good job about that still. :D

Knackered.. again

I'm so totally knackered.

It's been a really long week.

We had the Italian clients in the office last week. Lots and lots of work are coming off. Then, bosses got another project. With limited time and lots of work, I'm expecting my next weekend in two months' time.

I went out a few times too often last week. Also went to a function with my bosses at the Westin Grande on Thursday. I had a few glasses of wine on an empty stomach. Not a surprise when I found myself getting really dizzy later that night. Good that bosses didn't get to see me in that state as they'd left for another function.

I'll so be very careful with the wine from now on. And I'll have to remind myself about the empty stomach. Such a pain in the arse.

I went down to the pub after work last night (Yeah, it was a public holiday but I had to work). I met Rose and Andrew (that's the former love of my life). There was another woman walking in behind Andrew too. Only 5 minutes with talking to her, I've come to the conclusion that... she's so..... fake.

She was trying to have a conversation with me and Rose in English (even though we all are Thai) - this thing always amazes me. I mean... I use English most of the time at work. I work for foreigners, for Christ's sake. So, after work, I prefer to speak Thai to people. Especially to the Thais.

This woman.. her English wasn't outstanding at all. I swear to God I speak much better! And she kept saying that she used to live overseas for years, and just came back to Thailand for only a year.

Your English is shite, woman.

She sometimes spoke English and Thai in the same sentence - with "I" in English and the rest was in Thai.

Somebody please shoot me.

I really hate these people. What is it about pretending to be someone you are not? What's so fun in it? Jesus Christ.. this woman really made me sick.

So, I had no interest in having a conversation with her after that. I just had enough.

To make me feel better, I hooked up with my old fling again. After 9 months without this guy, I'm glad we did.

Okay, okay, that's rubbish. I just wanted to. :D

That man..

I met that man again last week. We've had a casual relationship for a couple of years now. It's just casusal. We never live in the same city. I live here in Bangkok. He used to live somewhere in the south. Now, he is not even in the country.

He came back to Bangkok for business last week. So we met up. Even though he has had a very good reputation about being extremely careful with money, he never does that to me. A friend of mine used to work for him. And she was totally shocked when she knew that he flew me down south to spend a weekend with him. At that quiet and romantic resort on the beach.

And he surprised everyone again by taking me to a very romantic dinner at Vertigo. He always treats me very well. He holds me like he will never let me go. But we both know it's not going anywhere.

Last week was nice. We met up. We talked. We laughed. We just enjoyed each other's company. He pissed me off the next night, but he sorted it out quickly. He has his ways to make me feel special. And he did again last week.

Now, I can't get him out of my head...

WTF

Time does fly, doesn't it?

I've just realised that I wasn't in a mood to update this thing for a week. Bloody hell.

That big party on last Friday was kind of fun. But I prefer smaller gatherings. Too many people that night that I couldn't really find out who they were. Well, just a few that could be arsed to ask people for me. I was drinking until 2 or 3 AM, I really can't remember. I only recall I was quite smashed and basically slept on the floor when I got back to the apartment.

The aftermath was shite. There was a witch hunting afterwards as some certain woman exaggerated shite and over-reacted. Hence, a certain pisshead got smashed more than he actually deserved.

Well, the next day, I woke up with a terrible hangover. So, I decided to stay in town over the weekend... again. An Aussie friend of mine just came up from Phuket too. So, we and a few others arranged another night out. Bloody pissheads. :)

It was a nice change from loud music and a lot of strangers from the night before. We just sat there and drank and talked till the place was closed.

And we moved on to another place.

And we drank until 3:30AM

I spent the next day nursing my double hangovers.

Last week, I had a client from UAE in the office for job interviews. Kind of hectic and everything. This time was a real disaster. I can't believe it.

People were late for the interviews without calling. People just didn't show up without calling. People who couldn't really do what they said they could. WTF.

That was one major disaster in my career. Never had anything that bad happen to me before.

It's just amazing. I mean... it's a bloody job interview, for Christ's sake. I was never late for a job interview. It's bloody important! But these people.... Oh I don't know...

So, I spoke to my boss. And the result was.. I've officially got a new box file for "Blacklisted CVs"

And no jokes, I've got two CVs in there already and there'll be a few more once I've looked through all the files again. Trouble Makers and No Shows will be in there. They could really fuck up my career if we put them on any job interviews ever again.

I gotta save my arse first.

Huh!!

Bloody 'ell. Rose made me apologise for snapping at that certain someone last Friday. She's got a point - that I was pissed and got nasty. She said calling someone a fuckin' liar was not very nice. Oh well...

So I sort of did.

I still stand by my comments though. :D

Sat down and talked to him a little last night. And he asked me if I was crazy - that I snapped at him last week. Hahahahaha.

Sorry folks. But I'm one damn fine friend. Talking bollocks to me is not what I tolerate.

But I just might have to learn to accept that it's who he is. He is a talking shite type.

That does sound odd to me...

Oh never mind. There's a big party this evening. I shall scratch all crap off and prepare myself for the party.

Don't expect me to get up before tomorrow noon.

Da Da Da

I'm pissed again.

It was actually fun at the pub. Until the end of the night. That someone's talking out of his arse. And so I snapped at him.

Hey, I've been a pretty good friend so far. Don't give me shite. :D

Maybe one of our mates should warn him that - whenver I use American English, Run. Fast.

That's a sign that I'm totally pissed off.

Ahh.. too late, darling.

My adventures last weekend

Friday
I went down to the pub to see Rose after work. It's pretty crowded and we couldn't get a seat. Hours later, as Rose really wanted to sit down, I walked over to a table to ask if we could share the table with them. There were two lads sitting there. Two empty chairs. Awesome. So, I asked them, and they were okay with my request. So, there.

It turned out they were Americans. One of them said that they were staying at the Imperial Queens Park hotel on a CIA Training program.

CIA my arse.

So, that's about it. I and Rose didn't want to have any further conversaion with them, and decided we'd better enjoy our evening on our own.

Lee was having great fun that night. Guests were drinking, dancing, singing along and wouldn't stop requesting songs. We sure had a great evening too.

Saturday
I woke up with a really good hangover. So, I stayed at the apartment as my sister was more than ready to drive home.

I ended up going out again in the evening with Rose.

We met up at Hard Rock Cafe Bangkok as I wanted to dance. Shortly after we got our spots at the bar, I noticed someone was trying to get my attention. Ahh... there's a guy at the other side of the bar looking at me with a smile. Some certain smile that told you he only wanted to shag you. My first reaction was looked the other way. I tried to avoid making eye contacts with the guy. I then knew I hesitated - even though it's been, errr, a while.

If I ever hesitated, that's a sign. So, even though he kept on trying and even got his mate to help, I wouldn't make eye contact with the guy for longer than one second. He finally gave up and hooked up with another girl instead. Later that night, he gave me a "Up yours, darling" look when he was chatting with that girl.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

And I met the German nutter too. He came over to join me and Rose. Rose doesn't like him cuz he is so talkative he usually occuupies me most of the time.

But everything was fine.

Until the dancing on the bar session..

There was one certain drunken girl climbing up on the bar to dance with other people. When she got back on the floor, she wouldn't go back to her spot. She took over Rose's stool. Now we saw she's totally pissed she could hardly stand on her own.

Ding ding, red alert.

But we tried to ignore her. But still... with her backpack on her back, the alcohol in her blood.. she annoyed the shit out of everyone. Especiall us as we were the nearest.

She couldn't even stand still. Let alone dancing without knocking people's drinks off.

And she happened to knock the German's wine off too often.

He kept his mouth shut for too long. When he had enough, he pushed her away so she wouldn't come near us. A while later, that girl told Rose to tell the German that she wasn't interested!

I beg your pardon?

For some unknown reason, she thought the German wanted to shag her. I'm sorry, sweetheart. But have you ever saw your own reflexion in a mirror? - I thought.

Problem, problem.

We ignored her and her friend. But she wouldn't give up. She kept coming back for more. Until Rose got totally annoyed and snapped "Watch your mouth!" (in English) when she was being nasty.

She paused two seconds and replied "I'm not drunk!!" (in Thai)

You see, drunk is mao in Thai. And it's pretty close to mouth.

That one really caught me off guard.

She wouldn't stop though. When I had enough, I snapped "HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON?"

And so the argument began..

The drunken girl screamed that the German thought she was a prostitute and she wasn't. I yelled back that no one did or said anything. So?!? But she kept on going. And I snapped "Too fcukin' drunk. Just go home and get laid or something."

At some stage, the girl burst into tears and cried on another female guest's shoulder. The lady said "She's drunk" when she saw the expression on my face. So, I backed off.

But the pisshead wouldn't give up. And then her friend joined the argument saying, sorry screaming, that the pisshead told her we said she's a prostitute and she's not!

Good Lord...

The friend actually looked fine at the beginning...

So, the argument went on. We were simply arguing in English. I yelled "WE HAVEN'T SAID OR DONE ANYTHING. GET OVER YOURSELF!" The pisshead's friend paused for three seconds, looked totally blank, and went on "MY FRIEND SAID HE THOUGHT SHE'S A PROSTITUTE! SHE IS NOT!!!"

Okay, so you didn't understand wtf I just said, did you?

Shortly after that, the security turned up and asked us what's going on.

From the look of it, and that the pisshead's friend was getting violent, and I continuously screamed "GET THEM OUT!!", they pulled the girls away. And threw them out.

I'm sorry, but we didn't and still don't give a shit who's and who's not. And we didn't do or say anything at all. We were just annoyed that she didn't care who's around her - and who she stepped on their feet when she was dancing.

I've been to Hard Rock very often. One of the barmen is actually my friend. And I never ever cause problems in there. So... my reputation is still good, I think.

Later that night, I texted Ian a short version of the whole thing, and he told me to be careful as the girls were mental.

He's got a point.

I'll beat the shit out of them if they even try to harm me.

Or at least I can try. :D

Hmm...

Ok.. for some odd reason.. I'm in a weird mood again.

I've already moved into an apartment in town with my sister. Much closer to work now. So, I get an opportunity to excercise a bit. That means, I walk down Lang Suan road to the BTS and take the BTS two stops.. and I'm at work. I walk quite a lot on a daily basis. Not too bad considering the weather's not hot and the smog's not too much yet.

Feeling a bit strange though. I can understand why. I've lived at my house (this very current one) for over 10 years. I've always (well, almost always) come back to sleep on this bed in my own room. Now, I'm sharing an apartment with my sister..

Oh well.. guess it'll just take some time and I'll get used to it.

Anyway, now back from the pub at home for the night. I'm still pretty cranky though. It's Lee. Again.

We've been friends for nearly a year now. A whole bunch of us. But for some reason that I am not sure of yet, he's been acting weird. Well, at least one thing for sure that he seems not to give a monkey's about me and/or Rose when he's got other guests screaming and yelling in the house. I mean, c'mon man. Sometimes, if it wasn't for us, the damn pubs would be totally dead.

Why is it so hard to be just an effin' good friend, I really don't know?

So there. It happened again tonight. So, I actually left the pub without glancing his way. Let alone waving goodbye while he was still on stage. I know it's rude. But honestly, I was too pissed off to care.

I am still pissed off. And I only care to know if he ever noticed that.

Well, long shot.

Better chances expecting a monkey walking past my bedroom just once in ten years' time.

Well, enough with that crap. I'm going to sleep now. I have to get up early to go to the court again. Amazingly, my (still.. but not so much longer) friend who got me sued wouldn't come from up-country to the court - as she's been busy trying to make money there.

Yeah, right.

It's her responsibility to come to the court and face the reality. Makes the deal. Settles the payment plan or whatever.

Not bloody me.

This date has been set by the judge two months back. And she can't manage to be there.

Looks like I'll have to pay for her crap now.

Nice isn't it?

Read and learn.

Never, ever, sign any paper to guarantee anyone. I mean, ever. Not even when hell freezes over.

And I'm not joking.

Mad world

Isn't it a mad world we live in?

My deepest sympathies to those effected by the bombings in London.

I'm lucky no one I know was in the area. One of the, errrm, people I care about has been back in the UK for a while now. And I believed he was in London a week ago. Didn't know if he was still there when the bombs went off. I tried to reach him on his mobile with no success. Until my boss told me to send him an email.

Well, I did today. And got a reply from him a few hours later. He's safe. So, thank fcuk.

Oh..

Forgot to write more about Johnny Logan..

I managed to see the guy a couple of times afer Lee got back from the US.

The second night, Johnny Logan was pretty pissed. When he came to the bar to get his drink, I had a quick chat with him. At one point, he landed his hand on my waist and planted a kiss on my forehead saying "You Thai women are so beautiful.."

So there.

Johnny Logan kissed me on my forehead. :D

Jamie who?!?

Seriously..

Jamie who?!?

I got a few odd text messages from an unfamiliar UK number last weekend. It said it's his pre-paid number in the UK, and signed "Jamie".

WTF is Jamie?

I don't know any Jamie?!?

After a few texts, he said we met at the Dubliner in Bangkok about two months ago. Had a great time, blah de blah. He sounded serious though. Even more serious when he said we shagged.

We DID what?!?

He mentioned Lee and Rose. So, this guy really knows me. I just don't know who really is at the other end.

To be very honest, no matter how pissed I was, I would remember if I shagged anything.

But..

Nada.

No memories about this at all.

The next day, he said he stayed at the Westin back then.

Last time I went there was last year. Never set my foot in there again. If I did, I would remember. The bloody lobby is on the 7th floor, for Christ's sake.

So, good chance someone's playing a joke on me. I just don't know who.

It's amazing..

... that some people just don't have respect for some certain things.

I went to the Embassy of India three times the past two weeks. I mean, it's still an embassy. Of a country. But some people who went there to apply for a visa dressed as if they just got out of the bed. Literally.

The first two times there, I didn't spend so much time watching people. But the third time, I was waiting in the lobby (or whatever they call it) and had too much time on my hands... and my book couldn't keep me busy all the time. Because some people were, err, really interesting.

There were several white guys and girl walking in. And you wouldn't believe how they dressed.

They all dressed as if they came from a different planet. Like.. shorts (very short), T-shirt which was three time the guy's size, two or three shirts on another guy (and it's bloody 35 C outside), etc. One of them wasn't even wearing shoes. Not even sandals. I mean, nothing! And they smelled. Seriously. I can tell from their accents where they came from. Well, England.

I still can't believe they came to an embassy in those outfits to apply for a visa. They showed no respect for anyone and anything. Try any of those outfits at the US embassy. One would be thrown out before one got a chance to say Hello to a security guard.

Well, my office is located at the same building as the Embassy of Sweden. So, I've got to see loads and loads of Swedish men coming to apply for their girls' visa. Many of the girls dressed as if they came straight from the bar. I'm not going to slag off bargirls/prostitutes/ladies of the night/whatever you want to call them. But we have to know better. It's not like going to a shopping mall, for Christ's sake. It's an embassy. A place considered that certain country's territory.

I always dressed nicely when I went to an embassy. Not too much, but not inappropriate either. Never had one single problem. Japan, England, and Australia. All tough ones. Always got a visa. Never been treated badly by any embassy's staff. Easy peasy.

It doesn't hurt anyone to show respect to people/some certain places, does it?

Oh boy....

I just got back from the pub.

It's Lee's first night at work after holiday.

Lee's back!! With Johnny Logan and his brother!!


It was fun at the Dubliner. Well, the owner was having a party. So..

More with the Logans


Anyway... I'm pissed. I'm exhausted. And I have to be at work by 9AM.

Wish me luck...

Me at the Dubliner BKK tonight

My first trip on Subway

Yeah.. just today.

Well, it was a very slow Friday. Boss wasn't so pushy today either. I think he's got quite a lot on his mind. He's different after coming back from Australia. If he needed some more time to be alone, I wouldn't blame him though. He's been working so hard. I mean.. really hard.

So, I kind of had less work than I'd expected. Bugger.

In the evening, I couldn't be arsed to go straight home. I was driving today. And Sukhumvit area after work on Friday evening... Not a chance, my friends. So, I went down to the pub to meet my friends.

Felt a bit adventurous today. So, I decided to take the subway from Sukhumvit station (at Asoke intersection) to Silom.

My very first time on Subway (MRT).

And it's just my nature. I just had to make a fool out of myself so I could sleep better at night. Today too.

As it's my bloody first time, so I didn't know what to do with all that thing. No problem. I was convinced I could do it easily. I didn't think it would be that different from the Skytrain (BTS).

Looked pretty much like underground in Hong Kong. Hmm.. shouldn't be difficult!!

Machine



Ahh.. there it was. I walked awkwardly to line up in front of a machine for a ticket. I was expecting the ticket to be quite similar to the BTS's.

Skytrain ticket



My turn now. So, I chose my destination on the screen. "Silom"... easy. Now, inserted money. Hey, this's cool. The machine can take bank notes too. Unlike the BTS which requires 10 THB or 5 THB coins only. OK... special price. It's only 17 THB. So, I insert 20 THB note. Whoops!! The money got in. And I was expecting a ticket popping out from a slot like the BTS.

Nada.

Then, there was a noise. Something just dropped in the machine. I thought it was the changes. Looked roughly. No, I couldn't find my 3 THB. Looked left and right and up and down - in panic. WTF was that noise? Oh never mind, more noises there. And I found my 3 THB. Oh OK. I got the changes. And I backed away from the machine slowly and was totally confused.

WTF was my ticket now?!?

Wasn't I supposed to get a bloody ticket from that bloody machine?!?

Looked around.. And OHHH... there's a security lady there. Come and help me now, lady!

She thought I hadn't been to the friggin' machine yet. So, she took me there to observe others. How humiliating.

When I was just about to try again, there were two tourists walking away from the machine looking totally confused. They told the security lady that they bought two tickets but they got three!!!

In his hands, there were three odd looking black sort of coins. OH THAT'S AN EFFIN' TICKET!!

One of those was my effin' token!!!

Token



I sorted it all out and apologised to them for being a total clown there.

And so I made my way down to the platform. Ahhh.. reminds me of Hong Kong, really.

Platform



One sure thing I liked about it was that it's not freezing inside the train. Unlike the BTS, again.

Boarding the train at Sukhumvit station



On my way from Sukhumvit to Silom, the default doors to open at a station were on the right hand side. So, every time it was changing to the left, the driver would go on the PA and inform the passengers about it - in Thai. Now, how the fcuk would the foreigners understand it?

That's not the case on my way back to Sukhumvit though. The driver didn't give a hoot whether or not the passengers knew which side to get out.

All in all, it's fun. I had a good laugh at myself. I finally got to see the effin' subway for the first time. I like it. :D