Sawasdee-kha, ker-khun-kha...

elloz, am back from my long sojourn out in the concrete, sooty, dusty wilderness of Bangkok. Gracelessly squandered S$1100 in glee, currently experiencing Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome. Am having semi-concillatory thoughts about those people who drink dettol to kill themselves when they can't cough up their debt payments, haha :) lol. pambam insisted that there was absolutely nothing to buy in Thailand. Either she's very wrong or i'm suicidally hallucinative. is there such a word? *mental note to check*

while i was showering in the pentagonal shower stall in the hotel suite in Bangkok on Day 3, i thought of the skeletal framework of a poem-novel-autobiography book i really really want to write and publish. hopefully pre-humusly haha :) lol. but first things first - get a job to earn back every damned cent i spent in Sin City!!!!!! eeeargh. i'm as hooked to shopping as a recalcitrant gambler is to, well, gambling. lol. except that in my trade there's never any chance of my getting any winnings. always out, never in. so why do i do it?

go ask those stoned bankrupt maniacs and ditto that for my answer :)

meanwhile the skeleton is shelved and KIV-ed and cold storage-ed till further inspiration strikes :)

anyway. attended prom last night in *SCANDALOUS* jeans. to ritz carlton hotel. oh my. when i entered the toilet where 20 over silk-enshrouded beauties were busy fanning themselves to prevent asphyxiation from their corsets, all 40 over eyes stared at me as though i was the toilet cleaner. so i slunk into the nearest cubicle, waited for the beauties to snort superciliously and leave the toilet before i re-emerged and slunk back into the hall. where i hid amongst my beautiful friends and munched quietly on my food. 80 bucks leh!!!! haha.

at least the sharks fin soup got the occasional shred of fin. or maybe it was well-disguised beehoon on an espionage mission. whatever it is, it got eaten by me haha. everyone ignored the emcee and the food until the sharks fin course, where suddenly all the flashlights stopped flashing (and i realised how dim the hall really was) and slurping noises erupted simultaneously from all tables. i think the emcee was having an aneurysm when he realised how shi-bai he was next to a small cupful of broiled sharks fin :D

alicia (nominated prom queen) gave me a raised eyebrow lookover and managed to choke out "you look DIFFERENT, Serene" before rushing off (to giggle her guts out no doubt). fuchsia colored firecracker with tomato puree hair. how not to laugh, i ask u? i totally don't (have the heart or rights to) blame anyone who laughed (inwardly or outright) at my forlorn appearance yeaterday. alicia looked like a queen next to me haha. in fact i looked like the classical hapless, fat to-be-executed peasant. yeah. different, definitely. i'm as prom-mish as a watermelon is a red meat. lol. i half-expected the security guards to come in halfway through my roasted chicken course and demand i leave earlier so as not to sully the carpet on which the rich, beautiful and worthy will tread on on their way out later. lol. or maybe they'll request that i lie there so the abovementioned can step on me on their way out so as not to dirty the soles of their diamante, Manolo-Blahnik-ed shoes. haha.

well anyway most of my class people were nice enough not to cringe when i slipped amongst their midst to try to get a few shots :) heh well i did pay so i guess peasant or not i'm still entitled to some pictures lol. i just apologise for my really sorry looks and even sorrier attire.

anyway we spent the night at Jessica's place, which certainly cut costs by a lot, and generally had some fun :) i played monopoly till 3.30am, whereupon according to jess and olivia, just as they were sarting to build property, i just "plunked backwards and passed out and snored". haha. so glamorous. not. apparently i was on a losing streak, cos i faintly recall being the banker and handing handfuls of money (rent) and green cubes (houses) to the 2 of them. haha.

well and someone is jealous that a guy gave me a rose. i say: grow up. and if u're so insecure, mister, get another girlfriend. i hate babies.