Had dinner at the house. Me, Falida, Rach, Luke and Nick. They liked the food I made, thank god. I had very little to work with in all fairness. We drank peach wine and San Miguel's.
Nick drove us into patong in the "hornbag" pumping music loud and flashy.
First stop monsoon. The live band there is amazing. I'm trying to get a hold of a video to show you. It's of the band, me dancing while texting and Falida singing. Hilarious video, shows why one should never drink tequila.
Met Pii Naa at taipan. And then when we all were so intoxicated that you light the cigarette at the wrong end we decided that going to WhiteRoom would be a great idea. Or actually I had some objections to it. Got overruled.
And it did not turn out great. At all.
In the end It might of been for the best. Bound to happen. What's wrong with the men that moves to Phuket. Do they all think with their dicks or are they so unhappy with who they are that they need to become someone else?
I'm happy with who I am. What you see is what you get.....
Out drinking and getting long emotional msgs from your ex and trying to reply is also not to recommend. It got a bit out of context sometimes. Also due to auto correct. I hate that thing sometimes. Fun to read the day after tho.
Not fun fun but fun. You know?!
Last night we headed back to patong for a quick visit. Luke, Falida, Nick and I.
Then back home to chill and watch a movie.
Me and my wigs :)









