For You, FY

The blog first started with my rant in school and dissatisfaction with certain parties. If you still remember what Friendster was, you can probably recall the blog and its signature comment spamming. Facebook replaced the once popular Friendster and I stopped spamming comments. I redirected the blog over here anyway. Whew~ so long ago.

Not knowing that blog is actually a public viewing site, I wrote a long thought and did not expect any one to come across my story. Obviously the next morning people asked if I need help or if I am ok etc.

Moving forward I posted my blog with general public as target. I want the readers to know exactly how I feel and what I have gone through.

Oh~ the time has changed.

This time my target reader is only you. For You (FY). Not Fuck You ok?

Why the change?

'Coz you are the person I really wish to read my thoughts. I hope one day if I were to have amnesia you will be here to tell the tales of my past.

Dear FY

I do not want to  exagerate my feeling to you. I did not miss you as much as I claim. Honest be told we hardly speak to each other 'coz you are a busy man. Our difference set us so distanced I can hardly feel you. Most of the time you were irresponsive to my texts and I almost gave up.

What I have left from you are pictures and memories in the form of words I posted somewhere in this blog.

Till last night... you really surprised me.

Do you think you wanna finish off where we left off before?

I thought you have forgotten. I thought that moment was so dark you do not want to remember. Certainly this is not what I expect to hear but you really made my night.

Dear FY

I am not sure if you still come to this site. Seriously, I have no clue. It does not matter though. 'Coz I already know...

... that I am someone to you.

Can't wait to see you again.

From,

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Post updated with LittleS

Strangers off a gay man's phone

[Prestige of the Pantheon] is a big scam. Confidently I reloaded 90 diamonds and Madhead rewarded me with shit cards.

With disheartened heart we wondered in Night Market and stopped at one of the stalls. Our eyes were locked on the variety of choices; short but strong, long and convenient, medium and durable. Well they do not make much difference to me so I chose the cheapest one.

Do you have your phone?

Yes I do.

Bring your phone over. I will show you that the charger cable is working.

Handed over the phone. 

It was too late to stop him.

The black screen the phone was activated and... I guess he was stunned with the wallpaper.

The guy in the phone is kinda cute. Agree?




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

I don't talk about it does not mean I don't care

With the recent MH370 and MH17 disasters, negative news are roaming in newspapers, TV news and social medias. 

I do not post or talk anything about them. But you are wrong to say I do not care about these cases.

It's the same in relationship.

Just because I do not talk about the things you have done behind my back does not mean I do not know or do not care.

I simply choose to turn my blind eyes on you 'coz I started to realize how trivial and childish I am to take things so seriously.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Resignation

I had my first agent resignation last month. The reason is not because I am not doing my job well or because the pay is not up to expectation. She is suffering health complication. In a span of a month her health condition turned from bad to worse. Professional surgeon in Seattle with 20 years of experience gives her 60% success rate.

For a girl to fight her emotion and fear of loss is seriously not a simple feat.

Have you imagined how you would like to spend the last minute of your life? I have not.

She left me her locker padlock on the day we signed all documents, which was also her last day in the office. 

Boss do you know the meaning when a girl gives you a padlock?

No. Any specific meaning?

Terrible la you boss. Go look up the Italy story on internet.

Boss will you keep this lock for me and wait for my return?

We made a promise to keep her lock till she returns.

Before she told me the bad news we were discussing on our motivation to work. Now I wish I am the motivation for you to keep moving forward and face the challenges.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knoiws hiow to shoot

A "koffing" Songkran (Part 1)

Part 1, Part 2 (coming soon), Part 3 (coming soon)

09 April 2014, Day 1

Numerous emails were sent to my agents and they were mostly procedural updates, to behave, to expect souvenirs etc. Well, I was not in the right condition to talk at all. The cough attacked whenever I opened my mouth. My face turned so red my bosses forced me to go home.

Oops I forgot to put "away from office" in my work email... It did not bother me anywa.

It would be a great trip if I had not fallen sick. I had to work today but decided to call it half day. Seriously, the fever and cough turned from bad to worse. On a brighter note, I have a good agent Raveen who brought me antibiotics and medicines and she prayed for my health. Thanks to her, my fever went away and she made me healthy again to fly.

With the half day leave I took this chance to rest as much as possible and made my last minute preparation. No underwear. No condom. No lubricant. Hell I regretted not to bring along lubricant. 7 tops and 3 bottoms. Then jacket and medicines to control my temperature, you won't know how useful they were.

This bag is good, trust me. But I am greedy. The bag used by that pilot is elegant and smart. Surely it is costly but I swear to get one. He walked pass without looking at me. OMG the pilot was so handsome...

 

The flight to Bangkok did not begin well. Curses echoed when they made the announcement of flight delay. That was just the beginning. Secondly my ears suffered badly during landing due to the pressure. Nevertheless we reached Don Muang Airport at 11.00 p.m. and spent 400 bath on taxi to our hotel, The Heritage Sathorn.

The price of the hotel is relatively low but its secluded location made us pay differently. It was a 20 minutes walk to the nearest BTS. Not to mention the terrible wifi annoyed us so much we had to surf right outside the door. The spacious room had at least 10 plugs but only 1 working plug was detected. Truth be told, I would take this opportunity to warn you all not to go for this hotel. It is plain sucky.

Supper from 7-11 was not disappointing~

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10 April 2014, Day 2

And so you know the trip officially started with windows shopping involved a lot of walking but no money spent. The day revolved around Siam Paragon, Siam Central and Central World.

Lunch at one of the tepi jalan stall just to fill the stomach temporarily.

Ok I lied about not spending money here. I found one of the memorabilias that reminds me of Thailand. No English subtitle for this DVD, but who needs subtitle when I have memorized the entire subtitle from Youtube?

Tea time at Mr. Jones, Siam Absolute. We spent a lot of hours here for the free wifi.

We stopped at a lot of places for desserts but this is remarkably special~

We ran out of idea for dinner, so we dropped by Shabushi. Shabushi was so bad, any steamboat in KL beats Shabushi.

While there are a lot of massage parlor in Bangkok, I do not know why we ended up in Sala Daeng. It makes more sense if hanky panky massages are required. Unfortunately we were not looking for that. Yet we were in Sala Daeng for 2 hours normal Thai massage. The masseur focused too much on my foot and my groin area but what I think I need most was some pressure on my shoulders.

We call it a day. At least I tried to. Cough did not allow me to sleep.




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot