Cheeky Thoughts
I am a 3rd year political science student in need of anger management. I find blogging kind of stupid, that's why I tumblr.
This is a space for all the cheeky bits and pieces of life on a tropical island (for now).
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Now you know what I wear down there
- me: I dont want to buy the 3-pack (underwear) because the prints are all over the place, I want something more subtle
- pervin: there is nothing subtle about Hello Kitty
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In our apartment in Ljubljana -
It occured to me during sleep
That the question is not whether I could fall in love but rather, could anyone love me? Because I can definitely fall in love, unrequited love, loving someone who don’t give two hoots about my existence. With that as the only available option, I have to not believe in love, become oblivious that the virus has creep itself into the lives of people around me. That attraction has always been a case of newtons 3rd law for them while all I could do is look on, making infinte rounds on a conveyor belt, living life as a defected carton of milk that no one even notices so as to throw it away.
So as much as the concept of love is concern, this is the maximum life is giving me.
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Asian pussy
For whatever reason, I forgot to lock the toilet door and was in a semi squatting position, wiping my privates after a pee when a guy opened the door and saw…well, everything. The region that was one big black bush.
There is humiliation, and there is humiliation.
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"It’s not doner kebab, it’s dodgy kebab"
—my comment to pervin on the 24h kebab stall near our hostel; simply because they kept saying “kung fu, kung fu” when they see us
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This is depressing
- me: I want to fall in love
- guy: that's not possible given your character
- me: so what's my character?
- guy: you are skeptical and a cynic
- me: that explains why I am suidical all the time
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Onward travel problem solved
I realize it is impossible for me to stay a day in a place and leave. And I don’t really like to rush, the whole “going down south to Greece in 3 weeks” is theoretically possible but what would I actually see beyond having one lousy passport stamp to proclaim - I’ve been there. So it seems like I will just be going to Bosnia and Croatia given that a cheap flight has been found; from Dubrovnik to London for €70. -
National pride
- Pervin: there are alot of crazy people here (in ljubljana)
- Slovenian guy: yeah, they are probably croatians
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Problem solve...I think
I think I have somehow found a way to my lousy situation, and that means taking a flight from Tirana to Milan on the 20th and Milan to London on the 21st. This will cost me €130 in all but ultimately a better solution than rushing all the way down to Athens. -
I am obviously single for too long
- me: why do people want to stay here (german countryside), there is nothing to do at night
- pervin: dont you see they are all couples
- me: so?
- pervin: they have sex at night, thats their entertainment
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Days of horror
After 2 weeks in both Austria and Germany, expenses there have totally massacred my bank account. I tried to draw out money only to have the ATM telling me I have insufficient funds. It was a miracle that I was able to purchase that €72 train ticket yesterday, with government money of course because it was Oct 1st aka payout day.
I have also realize it is easy to spend an obscene amount of money at Oktoberfest. You keep ordering beer for €9 each because you don’t want the servers to kick you out of the tent. Not to mention gulping down liters of beer makes you hungry all the time so you end up paying for food that cost 3 times the normal price. Moments like this you forget that you are paying in euros; so €10 for half a chicken, not so bad after all, €17 for cab fare, thats quite alright. A few days later when you are finally sane enough to convert everything into SGD, then the horror sinks in. You spend close to a 100 bucks getting wasted, with little or no recollection of what went on after noon at any particular day.
Ultimately, beer - is bad. Western Europe is the kind of place you go only if you can budget around €60 a day, otherwise, you be eating doner kebab everyday.
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Looking ridiculous with my favourite thing stuck in the nose
