some stupid thoughts
k sth dumb happened to me in Thailand... a secret betw me and my boss.
cos of it and the aftermath...i come to a conclusion:
i love life as it is now.
i think it the bestest moment as it is... i wish time will just stop here and let me relive these beatiful few mths i have been living
i am confident as it is living alone... i hate ppl who cross my path and screw up my life, sad as it is, i am an introvert who has a gift of being friendly and can attract new friends but i am even quicker in forgetting them as well
simple life = my kind of life
earning just enough for myself and my bike to survive is good enough for me.
i do not look for a sleek car or a nice house to stay in
cos i can;t afford it in the first place, and can nv dream about it( don't know why)
having just one of those chiangmai motor bikes and a wooden house by the river is good enough for me
to choose a trip between going aust to visit a grp of friends or go chiangmai alone to cycle. i will choose the later.- weird
my love life is 0, my heart is negative towards anyone and will remain that way for a long long time.
k on a happier note,
i am recovering from jet lack and alcohol poisoning.
drank too much in thailand.
can you imagine towards the end breadfast, lunch, dinner i was drinking alcohol... and you know i am not a good drinker... so u can imagine how shag i was, still talking nonsense now.... effect haven't die off yet
Beer chang is the best beer ever
Whisky doesn't go with steam fish, seriously
Tequila shot too much for me
100 pippers is madness
bracardi breezer is my favourite drink there
volka too hot to handle too
last but not least...
my boss killed me with the strongest drink ever
i am not good with alcohol so i will just describe the process
just round 30 ML of that drink in the wine glass..
it is twirled... then lighted up with a lighter and then transfered to another glass...
i was made to gulp it down in one shot...
after that.. my mind was blank...
when i woke up in the hotel room...
throat was burned...
and there was a burned scar on my inner leg...which made me wonder how i got it...
i think cos i was wearing shorts that day...
then i was drunk, so one of the bar girls brought me back to the room in her motorbike...
while carring me to the room... i was burned by the motorcyle exhaust pipe
ouCHH!!
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