back from bangkok yesterday. finally I can lay my hands on my comp. didn’t see a single comp in bangkok, so I was like dyin down there.
had chi orchestra practice today. didnt practice cos i was overseas, so i absolutely sucked. i was lousy to the fact that i even stared blankly down at my scores wonderin where the heck the others were. oh wells, ad to bring my erhu home anyway, so i'll probably practice tml if ive got the time.
friday, 11th june
i left my house at bout 4-plus to check-in. so funny, when i was shoppin at the airport, there was this caucasian guy hu was askin this cashier 'hey, do you sell gum?' im not laughin at the askin of gum in s'pore, cos it's allowed in singapore already. i was there tryin to not burst out and laugh hysterically, cos the poor guy was either blind or god damn desperate. the shop i was in was a bookshop. unless im mistaken, i havent seen any bookshops sellin gum before, especially in singapore, where u gotta get a prescription fer gum or smth along that line. wasnt much to chop in the airport cos most of the shops were sellin perfume or handbags. after that, we boarded the plane, then blablablahyadda.
when we reached the hotel, princess pathuwan (or smth i cant spell right), the hotel staff couldnt find our reservation (we had booked online) even though we even printed out the letter of conformation. it was already twelve-plus in the wee hours of the morn by then mind you, so obviously, we were pissed as hell. so in the end, the other hotels near the central district were booked, so we had to stay at this hotel called 'holiday inn'. and, the hotel was in silom, which was near the red-light district, patpong.
saturday, 12th june
woke up that day with a very very stiff neck. my neck was actually spained slightly yesterday the day before, but gawd knows what had happened, i suddenly woke up with this immobile neck. so there i was at the buffet table durin breakfast, making 180-degree turns just to view the food. so as the day progressed, my neck became more and more sitff, which is amazin, since i didnt think it could freeze up anymore. it was so darn painful that even the simple act of yawnin made me shut my mouth immediately cos somehow, the bloody neck sprain affected my jaws too. im think i might be havin some nerve disorder or smth.
after breakfast, we went to pray to the four-faced buddha. after that, my mom went shoppin-mad and i got dragged along to this shopping centre called zen. then, she proceeded to ransack the stuff isetan had fer sale.
the only good thing was that i got to buy a juventus key chain!!! wahey!! wanted to get the italian jersey, but the material was really hot.
went fer dinner at this chinese restaurant. had (i know this might sound disgustin, but they tasted good) fish intestines, sea cucumber, duck feet (yes, duck feet, not chicken, so i ate the feet. web and all), sharks fin (frankly, it has no taste. the crab meat tasted much better than the shark meat) and my all-time favourite, birds nest (yummo!!) the funny thing was, the sea cucumber, im not sure if it was the spices or smth, had the taste of urine in it. i was like thank gawd i didnt bother touchin it (i dont like it anyway) , cos i was too occupied with the de-webbin of the duck feet.
then, my parents wanted to go to patpong, cos we havent been there before even though weve been to bangkok practically once every year, cos i was too young or smth. but due to my asinine neck, they decided not to go. argghhhh oh wells mebbe next time... jkjk.
sunday, 13th june
neck was better today but still quite sore. went down fer breakfast (duh). man, if anyone thought singaporeans were the most kiasu people in the world, they are way wrong. there was this family of i people, which were definitely not singaporeans (no lars or lors). think they were pakistani. anyway, they were (pardon me fer sayin this) kinda uncivilized.
i mean cmon, there are tongs to pick up the pieces of bread, yet this lady has to stick her hand into the platter of food to fish up this morsel of bread, then she even arranged back a few other pieces of the surroundin bread which she had knocked over. personally this was disgustin enough. coupled to the fact that she had just brushed her hand through her long hair (which didnt look at all shiny and moisturised), i found myself wonderin if i should put down the piece of bread that i held with the tongs for fear that she had assaulted them wiht her vicious hands before.
theres more than a pair of tongs fer pickin the fruit, but this lady (a different one) stood behind me and said loudly 'excuse me' as i was pickin up some fruit of course, i was bloody irritated. okay, i know i have horrid eyesight, and unless im that myopic, this is ridiculous. perhaps shes the one that needs to get an eye check-up.
after breakfast, my mom went shoppin (yet again, doesnt she get tired?) anyway, the bras they sell there are really cheap. a bra which would normally cost $50 in singapore was sold at bout $30. i mean like whoah, 20 bucks is a whole loadda dough. so obviously, we bought some bras. then this irritatin shopkeeper kept persterin us to buy this bikini. i mean, the thing was like an ugly shade of puke-green, why would i want it?
finally, we had lunch at this place called the 'black canyon' or smth. the food there was real cheap, $25 when u had to pay round two-an-a-half times the amount in singapore.
finally, my mum decided to spare me and we went back to the hotel to rest. after that, we went out fer dinner. but when we were at the lift lobby, we noticed that it was pourin. and i mean it. the trees were doin the limbo and all. we went down to the thai restaurant cos we have never eaten thai food when we were in thailand before -_-'' but, the stoopid restaurant was closed so coincidentally on that day. so we had to settle fer the buffet, which was held in the same place where breakfast was in the morn. my gawd, it cost round $30 fer each person, and the food wasnt that great.
wasted so much money on that horrible meal. the fried fritters were already cold cos it was in an air-conditioned room, and the italian cold cuts (which were bascally minute slices of ham) tasted weird. there was raw salmon, though i didnt see any wasabi. there were also oysters as in raw oysters and mussels and prawns (cooked). had two oysters. dont see whats so fatastic bout em, not much taste, dunno why people treat it like some delicacy when i wasnt really nice. they had coconut milk fer dessert which u could add in rubies, green vermicilli and other stuff, but the coconut milk was so damn oily was kinda disgustin actually. the only thing that was really nice was the cakes and dessert they had. all of em were decorated so bloody nicely man. they had green tea cake too, very very delicious. funny thing happened though, when i was takin the pasta, i was there wonderin 'ermmm... why issit so hard?' so as i was bout to pour bolognaise sauce over it, the cook who had been scrutinizin me fer the past few minutes grabbed the plate and dunked the noodle to cook. so there i was, holdin ladle in hand, starin foolishly at him, feelin like a total imbecile.
monday, 14th june
didnt do much today cept fer wakin up early to eat breakfast cos we had a mornin flight.
o yea if anyone wants a souvenier, ur most welcomed to have the sore throat which i picked up frm this man who was busily workin his nasal and oral passages by sprayin round him germs when he coughed or sneezed.