with idiot.

i was just talking to BEN about how i like to travel alone (ok next round if you free we try travelling to somewhere). and this came up. and i thought. eh i could blog this. so here's a quick detour off/from my JAPAN blog stage.

anyways set aside that i had to live 4 days with a complete new stranger. a friend of a friend. and he wasn't even CUTE or HWAT or anything. he was 27 but looked like a crony uncle. sad.
anyways here it goes.
(i forget his name so let's call him... idiot)

arrival.

idiot: ya i've been to bangkok many many times already wan.
me: oh cool! so you must know this place well la.
idiot: ya ya. anyways hor remember to like put aside BAHT 500, you'll need it for airport tax.
me: eee. why like that one. ok ok... BAHT 500 only ah... ok la... *money wih wings. fly. fly. fly* le sigh.

his departure day.

idiot: eh. can pinjam me BAHT 500 ah? i used up most of my BAHT.
(naturally you would to a friend. i mean nothing it's wrong. even if you just barely knew him. i mean... it's ok ma. after all we are in a foreign land. but. i already had to pay RM600.00 for the hotel first. and apart from that... who ask you to be so smart to bring only RM800 to bangkok? and mister... at 27 no credit card huh...)
me: NO.
i don't care if he had to beg. i don't care. and i don't know how he got out of bangkok. i have a few more days left in bangkok and i'm planning to shop.

PLUS. he followed me like a dog. everywhere i went he wanted to come. fine. but me likes to see LV. GUCCI. PRADA. ARMANI. me likes to enter club21 *do note that club 21 in bangkok is so different than the ones here in malaysia, they have yohji yamamoto, mcqueen, comme des garçons, junya watanabe, etc* etc etc etc shops. but NO he would say so ex. *yes they were very ex. like a simple shorts from yohji yamamoto's Y3 collection was BAHT 30,000, that's RM 3000*

i didn't ask you to buy also hullo. i said see only what. and shopping malls are meant to see this stuffs. then what see cheap stuffs? that's what Chatuchak *a cool weekend market place. size of eight football field* is for la hullo! BODOH.

and where i eat also he followed... like... HULLO if you have been to bangkok for so farking many times... why can't you show me where to go? where to eat. BODOH!

after that... i... never... liked... going... places... with... people... hates it.
have to wait. have to wait and wait and wait. and they treat me as overseas atm machine...
(but it's so so so boring sometimes... like you can't camwhore, i have to use a bloody tripod everytime. you see something funny but there's nobody next to laugh with. AND you can't order FOOD! and that sucks! DUDE. start saving!!!)

on FIL.

just got back after watching FIL. drag Ben to see it. he didn't mind la! i don't simply drag people everywhere ok! it just sounded nicer. like i'm such a bitch. can simply direct people to do thing. thanks Ben for going! =)

mell. i went. and it was good! such energy. see i might be able to fake for films and stuff but i'll never be able to do theatre. i'm so not that material. did it once when i was in primary. so paranoid. butterflies where in my stomach... yiks. and i'll probably forget the lines. *hahaha amazingly you didn't forget your lines... or so i think* haha. cuz you can't like... cut it in the middle. Oh OPS i forgot. erm wait ah. eh what was i suppose to bitch to you about? oh right. let's continue.





nights. shall be back with the kidnap story in japan soon. *as you can see. i'm now safe and sound*
peace y'all