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.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Saturday, July 23, 2005
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.
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.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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
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
Friday, July 15, 2005
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.
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.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
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.
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.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
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
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.
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.
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