eatdixx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- so the journey begizzle hi. i'm in thailand yo. i'm at this little stinky net cafe. upon querying the price of usage per hour, they conferred amongst themselves and came up with an amount they were happy with. 20 baht per hour. considering i just bought a yummy lemongrass infused grilled fish for 20 baht, i have no idea whether or not i am being ripped off or perhaps i'm just overly suspicious. damn you people building my paranoid thoughts before my trip. i don't need any help in the paranoid area, that's for shiz. so anyway, plane trip was fine. i had this silly pommy bitch sitting next to me, her jumper sleeve kept invading my space - i'd quietly place it back OVER HER LINE and not make eye contact, hoping she wouldn't get in a huff for the rest of the nine hours. we didn't exchange a word which is heaven on an aeroplizane. the immigration woman wasn't very friendly, i was beginning to question the thai 'friendliness' that was so remarked upon by others. BUT THEN as i cruise around the local neighbourhood [after playing the devils mix cd three times already this morning after my twenty laps in the complex pool] everyone is smiling at me and wanting to make eye contact. dudes ride past on motorbikes and my casual smile translates [apparently] that they think i want to get on their bike. i'm learning fast though. now i can combine a shake of the head and a smile, solving both problems. i don't think i want to go to china this trip. i'm thinking of just fully checking out thailand properly, spending some time with jacob in the mountains, maybe i could help him at the refuge and earn my bed and food. i'm glad i only bought a few things to change into but it's a bit weird not coordinating outfits etc and just wearing casual singlets and no makeup. so i compromised. i've got some eyeliner and mascara and nothing else. you should see the state of these peoples pores. i can't believe their still alive with all the shit they're breathing in through their skin alone. i really liked that fish but it was bloody hard to eat. i think i might watch how they do it next time. i really want to talk to the devil and kate. i might go to the phone bizox. i miss. sigh. this apartment i'm staying in of kate's mum's is ORSUM. so friggin luxurious, i don't know how i'll cope but i'm still looking forward to sleeping in a hut with no bed. i can do it yo. i can't believe i cried at the airport. i cried on the plane about four times, admittedly one was at little women when beth died, but i was sobbing quietly a bit much just for that, it was a combination of extraordinary emotions. it felt nice and clean to cry. thank you to a silver mt zion for providing me with such beautiful sounds and melodies to coast along watching the red sunset and crazy drivers, it provides me with peace of mind and a familiarity that if i didn't have, i'd be lost without, and homesick. i found out on the way to the airport with my sister that my ticket is non exchangeable AND my trip to china was only tentatively booked. i didn't read my handnotes from her properly. ughh. oh well!! whatever will be, will be. i am taking care of the plants in kim's apartment, i shower with them. oh! and the pandas are sleeping on my bed and last night i hugged the pandas panda all night. we may have also had a photo shoot with them both arranged on the pillows like sluts. bye bye xxxx 11:59 a.m. - 2004-07-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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