Must be that time of the month...

Or maybe full moon??

Really, there must be a reason behind this...

About a week ago (Ok, it was Friday), I turned on my Skype as I hadn't been on it much so just wanted to check in a bit. And not long after, I got a call from someone familiar...

Yep, you guess it. It's the Alcoholic. I couldn't see his online status since I had deleted him months ago. Caught me a little off guard he did. But nothing eventful, really. A few name callings just for the sake of it. And he said he would like to meet up soon.

.... rrrrrrright.

Last time I saw his face, he said "See you in two weeks" before buggering off. And that was... hmm... at least 6 months ago.

Anyways.... so, end of conversation, he had my phone number, I didn't have his, he said he would call to meet the following week. Honestly, I didn't expect him to call or anything. I lived my life as per normal.

A few days later, I was told that someone had seen him getting pissed out of his head somewhere. I didn't care for details, as it didn't matter. Thought I would try be a good friend so I sent out an email warning him about his boozing.

Boy, did he get pissed off with me. He rang me on Skype right after reading the email - fuming. Demanding to know who my source was and all that stuff. Saying I wasn't being nice or kind to him (WTF?!?), etc. So, he successfully shot the messenger and I promised myself I wouldn't care if he was dead or alive again.

Now, a few days later - well, today at about midday, I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognise. I had to answer as sometimes it was about work. And you guess it....

Yep, right on cue, after being warned about his boozing, a Friday night came, and from the sound of it him, he has been drinking since last night and hasn't been to bed yet. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, I know all this stuff.

In a lame attempt to get his sodding revenge (hahaha), he said to me "Oh hey, you know, I've heard you been seen walking around town, and people say Hey that's Kay, that's the weird girl, that's the girl who can't get a boyfriend....."

I only heard up to that point as I took the phone away from my ear, took a good look at it, and clicked to hang up. Lord knows how long after that he kept spouting more shite to try upset me. Hahahaha.

I mean, Tom darling, my email was supposed to be a bloody wake-up call to you. You are a teacher at an international school. With your boozing and perhaps drugs taking? (I hope you haven't done more of that shit) You really think the parents would be too pleased to see you - a teacher of their kids - in that state? Wake up, sweetheart. You need to get your shit together. Quick.

And really, honestly, my life has been a lot better since he buggered off. I've become my old self again. Just happier. If I had to have a boyfriend like this twat, I would rather die alone. Seriously. :)

Well, hello :)

First thing I should say that it is still safe to come to Thailand, even though we have been having some political thingys going on for a while now.

Well, as a matter of fact, I just had a friend in town for a few days and he left Thailand unscratched. Just a few mosquito bites.

I took him down to Bangsaen beach in Chonburi province for a night as it was a better choice than Pattaya. We stayed at this new hotel - Laplaya Boutique Resort. Quite nice, actually. Except there was only one English speaking channel on the telly.

Near the hotel, there was a (new, I think) hip bar which we visited. They got some interesting chairs and stuff. Lots of young people enjoyed their night out there, even though it was Thursday night. So, I guess they must be students from the university in the area.

Back to Bangkok and I had to get home, take a shower, get changed, and go out with my colleagues. Except I couldn't.

For some unknown reason, the traffic that evening was a complete nightmare. After dropping my friend off, I was making my way back into town... and I realised I was screwed. Traffic just got worse by the minute. I remember I was stuck in Thong Lor for a bit over an hour. I mean, it took about two hours to move from Thong Lor BTS station to Phrom Phong station. I had to consult the girls in the office as to what to do as I knew I would be stuck there for quite a while. Strategies changed every call I made.

And in the end, I made it to the restaurant - one and half hours late. But I was forgiven as they all knew the traffic was terrible beyond belief. Enjoyed the night with all of them, though. It was good fun. Problem is, I didn't think I was pissed. I knew I drank quite a bit, but didn't feel drunk.

Turned out I was actually drunk, looking at a couple of messages I wrote last night.

Oh, and the hangover I am still having now also.