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i am weird, fabulously old, lonely, crappy, hostile, boring, introverted, TOO cool, round, schizophrenic! i am everything my friends want me to be!
finally for some bangkok trip updates (:
firstly introducing my fellow BKK partner, my fellow thai friend (:

joyce xu! :D

its funny how we were mistaken for thai people. stupid joyce xu kept laughing at my super tanned legs and insisted that i looked like a thai. the thai people only spoke to me in thai repeatedly even after i gave them weird looks. but joyce was asked (by thai people) for directions.
oh come on, joyce! admit it, u look more like a thai (:

i have to admit that thailand is very dangerous. the stupid taxi drivers never fail to charge us at exorbitant unreasonabe prices for a short ride. and when we finally gotten a kind driver who charge us by meter, he tried to make us go to some jewellery places during the journey -.- and when we refuse, he just dropped us off at some isolated places. WTH right? it happened to us thrice. haha.
and thankfully, my parents came along with us. so we felt safe and protected!
there you go, my parents! they refuse to take any photos.
cos my mum insist that she's fat.

my mum, joyce and i had a very good laugh at a photo in which scheming joyce took that reveal a big portion of my dad's bald spot.
and you know how affected my poor dad was?
he told my mum he wanted to shave immediately. haha.

i'm a loser. i seriously cant remember some popular street names in bangkok. because they just sound weird to me, but nevertheless, some random scenes you can see in bangkok.

i felt pretty uncomfortable in thailand, because i don't understand a word of thai!
but i learnt something VERY useful. you definitely need this phrase when you shop!
shake your head first, then say "PANG MAK MAK" (which mean very expensive).
HAHA. cheers to the CHEAPO girls ((:

bangkok is definitely not a food paradise. the food are not as good as those in taiwan. but their wanton mee is pretty good, BUT THE SERVING is pathetically little.
not kidding!
but still joyce managed to satisfy her craving for A&W.
FOOD IS LOVE. FOOD IS JOY. this applies to joyce anywhere, everywhere.

i particularly love their orange juice sold in the streets. CHEAP!
1 sing dollar for a bottle of FRESH orange juices. ((: loves <3

the stay at the service apartment is a luxurious comfort!
it is seriously better than any other hotel i've stayed ((:


hmms, i'm sick of blogging. haha. so i shant blog further and i shall rest my fingers with ugly photos of the both of us (: