Before and After

Hello world,

Thanks for dropping by last night.

Tonight, just wanna share photos of “before and after” of my last trip.

Before – I was full of energy and excitement. I looked like an agogo dancer lol. Pulling my huge luggage wearing high heels. In my mind, who cares, no one knows me so I allowed myself to be the center of attraction at the airport lol. I was approached 3 times how often I play gulf. I knew those men just bullied me coz of my big luggage.  A woman or shall I say a little girl like me should be carrying a nice case but hehehe mine is too big and not too feminine.


Very tired from pushing the cart…

One of my best escapes

Shaineys Petite World

Posted: SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 2010

Took A Break

The heart was chopped into many pieces yet the tears were dry. This was one of the best days in my life.

Life is an artwork in progress. It is an endearing adventure. A train that takes us into our own unique journeys. And the journey unfolds the masterpiece we are meant to be.

But along the way, we need those occasional breaks: the step back
from the adventure; the replenishing relaxation; the time to just let
the universe take its course. These breaks are the moments when
the lessons we learned from our experiences seep deeply into the core of our beings. And through
these moments, the grace of the movement of our lives renew itself.
“A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials.” Breakdowns can create breakthroughs. Things fall apart so things can fall together.

View original post 107 more words

Singapore: My First Martini Drink Story

Hello World,

I’ve been ok until today and just bothered when I heard the word jealousy. My first reaction was “Again?” I’ve learned to ignore these kind of people but I’m just human, can get hurt especially if I am put into trouble with no reasons.

I know I’l be fine just  can’t be fine at the  moment.

To make me smile, I’l just recall my silly moments that describe the real me.

I could see the Merlion from Marina Bay Sands infinity pool and really wanted to take a photo with it. So I asked my friend to help me get there (oh well I actually need a photographer).

The Merlion

Then tired from walking after checking some places, stopped by at a bar. It is called Oyster bar. Hmmm silly me, I was curious of that bar and was thinking all drinks were made of oyster :p (sorry, I know it was silly to think that way). I was so serious for thinking that drinks there are made of oyster.

Anyway, I don’t really drink although I have few photos as if I was drinking. They recommended Martini and my first time to hear that drink. I ordered it coz my brother-in-law is Martin. Woooh! I was excited to have my first Martini.

At Oyster bar, waiting for my first Martini

My first Martini

Oh fake smile, I could smell it

hmm see if the face wouldn’t change

Oh yeah I can do it!!!!!

yes! have a little already in my mouth

no longer cute…u ok?

swallow it! woooohoooo

don’t waste the money, finish it!

Curious what is that circle-circle thing.. to eat or not to eat :p

I didn’t like the taste but had to pretend 🙂 for the camera

Oyster Bar at Marina Bay

I asked the waiter after I finished my Martini if it was made of Oyster :p. He laughed at me and said, it is just the name of the bar but drinks were not made of oyster :p… It’s ok, I was just asking though………… I had confidence after a glass of Martini and was tipsy.

Lame!!!!!!! just a glass of Martini, I got tipsy.

Oh Yeah it works! I wear a smile now by recalling my silly moments… 🙂

This is my first Martini drink story. Thanks for Reading 🙂 and Have a Nice Weekend!

Singapore – Formula 1 First Experience: Cheering For The Wrong Car

Hello World,

I wasn’t able to post about my weekend but just to summarize it, I had fun although there was a little problem.

Anyway, just read the latest post about Fernando Alonso who won his 29th GP in F1 2012 Spain last weekend. I wish I saw that victory! My German brother told me that he is arrogant and not a nice guy but I bet he just said that one so I would cheer for Vettel lol. I mentioned it to my Scottish friend and he simply said, if you are arrogant, then u can drive very fast and a good driver so that explains  his arrogance :D.

Fernando Alonso – the winner of the 2012 Formula 1 European Grand Prix

While taking my break at work, I’d like to share my first experience of Formula 1.

I was very ready for the race and so excited to wear my boots. Finally, I had the chance to wear it as I don’t have much night life here so can’t really wear boots. I stayed at Marina Bay Sands and the race could be just viewed from the rooftop (viewing area). I felt like the muse of an F1 driver lol. But, unfortunately, the Russian millionaires arrived and rented the whole area. We were not allowed to enter the viewing area as it was exclusive for them. So others including my German brother jumped into the pool (Marina Bay Sands Infinity Pool ) with their binoculars. Though I wanted to, how could I jump into the pool with my boots? So I ended up laying on the beds at the pool and just watched it from the big screen.

I was bored so I just entertained myself and played with my camera

A little bit awkward coz people were on their swimming attire while I was wearing boots

I really needed help to get a nice photo of myself but people were busy cheering for their teams

still couldn’t get a nice photo.

hehe, people noticed what I was trying to do and they knew I need help lol

One last try and I gave up

I gave up from trying to take a good photo of myself so I just paid attention to the race. Honestly, I didn’t know any drivers so I picked the nicest car for me and hehe a handsome driver. I do love the silver one and Alonso is hmmmm very very handsome 😀 so I cheered for him. Beside me were Italians and cheering for the Ferrari team.

Oh! I saw the silver car overtook the ferrari car (red) and I was jumping and shouting ” Go! Go! Go! Alonso! yes! yes! ” The people who were also watching from the big screen were looking at me as if they were confused. Oh well, I was thinking it must be because of my boots or maybe because I was just alone. I kept cheering for the silver car and shouting for Alonso’s name so the Italians laying beside me asked “Miss, what team are you cheering for?”

With excitement, I answered with a big smile and said “Alonso” . The Italians then laughed and said, “Then why are you cheering for the silver car? Alonso is in red car, Ferrari” :p

To be honest, I didn’t know how to make alibis from that mistake. I was hehe embarrassed and I just had to be honest and told them, I actually just chose my favorite color of car and a handsome driver. So I just asked how’s the German doing (RedBull) because my German brother flew all the way from Germany to Singapore just to watch F1 so I was curious if his team was doing well.

While watching the race, the Italians bought me pizza and white wine. It was also my first experience with white wine and I loved the taste so I got another glass. The world turned around after the second glass and I was actually a little bit worried on how to go back to the room.

My First White Wine

With the Italian and now we are cheering for the same team lol

making friends with the Italians

I was very drunk and waiting for the race to finish. After the race, the Italians left the pool and I went back straight to the room and was very very drunk but trying to get sober as it was a party night. My German brother was celebrating as well because Vettel was just 19 yrs old and was second so it was still a good win for him. People celebrated after the race so I shouldn’t waste time staying in the room but I could hardly stand up. I tried to get up to help myself get sober.

The Effect of White Wine

I wanted hot soup but lol it’s Marina Bay Sands, so I bet a hot soup costs a lot. I was so desperate to get sober because I didn’t want to miss the fun.  I then remember I had jampong with me, an instant spicy noodles. I always bring foods just in case foods are expensive or I call itemergency”. And using hot water from the shower :p, I cooked the noodles and felt better after I had a hot soup :DDD.

Foods in case of emergency :). Jampong helped me to get sober 😀

It was late when I got sober, almost midnight  but still went out just to experience how it is like to party there. It was Sunday so some people had gone home already because they still had to work the next day but Clarke Quay was still a little busy.Well, I missed the real fun because of the White Wine but I still had a little fun and still makes me laugh when I remember that I was too serious cheering on the silver car but shouted Alonso’s name.

Clarke Quay – when I got sober and went out to party, people had gone home already.


Thanks for Reading 🙂

Husband Day and Night Care Center

Hello World,

Yay! Friday tomorrow!!!!! I cant wait to meet my cute friends in the city this weekend! and looking forward to have Korean foods again!!! hmmm num num num, I’m so excited!

Anyway, I just like to share this very cool advertisement I saw while walking down a……… hmmm shall I say a very not nice street lol.

I noticed this one and haha I was curious what’s their gimmick inside so I checked it. It was a place with girls who are very good at flattering.  There was a couple with their kids talking to some husband nannies lol. I had a good laugh with them anyway.

A very cool advertisement

But be careful for leaving your husband here, I bet you would pay a lot as you have to pay all the nannies’ drinks :D…. so make sure you would only leave your husband to one nanny hehehhehe……

Thanks for dropping by.

Macau Boopers – The Jacket

Hello World,

Thanks for visiting my page again 🙂

Yesterday, I posted about the pink backpack that caused my sister to be held at Macau immigration. Story here –>

a photo of me and my sister at Macau Ferry Terminal

just before we realized we had a wrong ticket

Macau was colder than HK on that time. In HK, I could still remove my jacket but not in Macau. Although our time was limited and we had problem in going to some hotels because of Sheila, we still enjoyed. Before we left Macau, my sister and I agreed to wink at any guy we meet for fun. Just after we agreed, we met two Europeans and dared to wink at them and bumped into the other one on purpose. Well, the two men noticed I did it on purpose or for fun so they just smiled anyway while my daughter was laughing watching her mother being silly.

We were supposed to leave at 10 pm but the ticket guy refused to let us in. We couldn’t understand what he said but then we realized our ticket was for 7 pm. We all went high blood because we told the lady to give us 10 pm but my friend Jessa accept the ticket without checking the time. We clearly said 10 pm and talked to the other guy to give us a 10 pm ticket and he said “yes” so maybe my friend Jessa just thought they all understood us. There was an argument at the ticket booth and couldn’t stop nagging at that man I spoke before we bought the ticket. The other guy apologize and admitted their mistakes and we demanded to issue us a new ticket but they refused. We called the police but of course we were just told that it was our fault. We were very mad at that woman with double false thick long lashes and sister told her that it was her lashes that caused her mistakes lol. We had no choice but to buy another 4 tickets and lost the money but satisfied ourselves by arguing those people there and didn’t care if they understood us or not.

It was a lot of money for four tickets but what else could we do? Life must go on, couldn’t cry over spilled milk. We took the 11 pm schedule and to forget our disappointments, our eyes wandered around while waiting for the boarding time and looked for something that would give us fun and laugh. My sister then just asked me to tease few men who were sitting beside their women/wives/girlfriends who kept looking at me. I caught their eyes so “migara ko”, meaning, I didn’t behave. I kept looking for alibis to make me stand up and walk like my sister and daughter would give me something to throw in the rubbish bin or to buy something at a snack booth. We started laughing again especially when the other woman caught her man’s eyes looking at me and she was very mad. He just then squeezed the woman’s boobs and kissed her. Then we saw those 2 Europeans we met while we roamed around outside. The other one was cute and hot. For fun again, I would pretend to throw something in the rubbish bin which was next to him ;). Don’t get me wrong, I was not trying to be flirty but we lost a lot of money and very sad about what happened to our tickets. We could have enjoyed more and did more things if we didn’t waste our money with the tickets. So, we just wanted to laugh done wearing a sad face just because of money.

I purposely removed my jacket and gave it to my companions to boast that I am ok without a jacket. When it was boarding time, the cute European guy happened to be walking beside me. Brrrrrr it was very cold  as we stepped out of the terminal. I didnt know what the European guy was thinking but I felt naked in a very cold place without the jacket but my companions walked very fast. It was still several steps to the ferry and I didn’t know it was that cold as I removed it when I was still inside the terminal.  I pretended I was ok but my knees couldn’t stop shaking. The man was laughing at me like he had fun watching me hugging myself tight. I regreted for taking off my jacket. When my sister, daughter and Jessa saw me with my knees shaking, they couldn’t stop laughing as I looked very funny. I felt better when I was inside the ferry already and the cute guy sat at the opposite side. My daughter was just observing us and caught our eyes looking at each other which made her giggle. Haha I have fun remembering it.

Anyway, when we arrived at HK immigration, it was only me who was called of all the passengers to go to a room. My sister who was supposed to be worried was just laughing at me and said it was my ‘karma” for laughing at her when she was held at Macau immigration. I was confused what’s wrong. I had no bag and there was nothing in my hand. My ears were checked so I was thinking I had dirty ears lol. I was then asked to fill up a form. I asked what’s wrong, he said that I have a high fever and should be observed. Instead of being worried, I just laughed at myself because I must got the high fever when I removed the jacket in Macau just to tease some people. I was released after they checked me but it was long enough that other passengers were already gone including the cute guy lol. My sister kept laughing but well, I laughed at her anyway when she was held because of the pink backpack without knowing that it would happen the same to me for removing the jacket which caused me a fever.

Going back to our guesthouse, I felt the fever and felt weak but I had fun remembering the crazy things I did and had forgotten  how much money we lost at Macau ferry terminal.

Thank you for reading and have a fruitful day 🙂

Macau Bloopers – The Pink Backpack

Hello World,

How’s your weekend? I have nothing special going on this weekend but I still enjoyed it thru reading few blogs. I tried not to wake up early but my eyes want to wake up at 6am everyday so I just spent 3 hours rolling in bed and trying to close my eyes again and imagine what’s going to be in May. Well, that’s something to wait for.

Il continue the travel bloopers. Sitting here alone, I miss that moment so  I am writing  it at least it won’t be just forgotten like my other stories.

Macau Bloopers

The Pink Backpack

It was raining hard and we decided to go to Macau. Hmm finally, I could wear my white boots. I had had it for a year and had only worn it on a picture taking so I was very glad to finally wear them. I love wearing boots but where should I wear them here? in school? Haha I’l be fired right away. My sister didn’t want to wear high heels anymore after she was tortured the previous day with her high heels that made her decide to walk barefoot as she couldn’t endure the sore feet anymore.


I do love winter outfits. They make me look bigger 😀

She  carried the pink backpack of my daughter with my extra flat boots (in case I couldn’t endure the high heels), dingdong corn snacks, and biscuits. On our way to the ferry terminal, I noticed something that stinks :x. It is in the pink backpack. We checked it but couldn’t find any til I noticed that there was a Shawarma in its pocket. My daughter forgot to finish her Shawarma that she placed in the pocket of the backpack.

a photo of a Shawarma

We tried to get rid of the smell by washing the pocket with alcohol and my sister just wanted to throw the backpack away but we didn’t bring any other bags and we brought some snacks so we had nothing to use. My sister couldn’t stop nagging at my daughter but the more she got mad when my daughter was just laughing watching my sister washing the pocket with alcohol. She passed the backpack to my daughter but she stayed away from it. She passed it to me but I couldn’t be bothered with a pink backpack as it didn’t match with my outfit :p so she had no choice, it was her who carried it. We proceeded to the ferry terminal after the bag smelled like an alcohol instead of Shawarma.


a photo at Hongkong ferry terminal


What are you looking at sister? It is your job to carry the backpack


my innocent gorgeous little-big angel

When we were at the immigration area, my sister was called for inspection. At first, I was thinking that everyone should be inspected if you have a bag. The lady officer checked what’s inside of the bag but I was curious why others with big luggages and boxes were not checked. When the officer was done checking her bag, she was brought to a room and the officer closed it. I began being nervous and very worried. My heart started to pump so fast so I approached another officer to ask what’s going on but I got no answer but instead he told me to stay behind  the line. I was thinking what if some crazy guy put drugs in the backpack while she was carrying it in the tram. She was there for several minutes. We were waiting  the door to be opened. I told myself that she must be in trouble. It should be the backpack that has a problem. When the door was opened and my sister was released, I could finally breathe. Very mad at my daughter, she threw the backpack at her and asked her to carry it. There must be a smell detector and the immigration area that’s why she was held for several minutes. She said all the things inside the bag were inspected one by one. The officer found those dingdong corn snack packs, the extra boots, her vitamins and  some nonsense stuffs. My daughter couldn’t complain anymore, she had to carry that backpack the whole time as her punishment. It was her fault why she was held at the immigration. It must be the smell of the alcohol and the onions.


Sheila had to carry the pink backpack the whole time


My sister and I


The three sisters 😉

Everything was ok after and my sister to start laughing again about her embarrassment. My daughter couldn’t stop laughing as well and glad that it wasn’t me who carried that pink backpack :p. But, it was my sister’s turn to laugh at me when we return in Hongkong. It was my turn to be called.  I carried nothing as it was my daughter who had the backpack. I just had my jacket so I was curious why I was brought to a room. Find out why in tomorrow’s post 🙂

A lesson to learn – Do not carry a pink backpack…joke joke joke

Have a nice Sunday and thanks for stopping by. see yah tomorrow!

Hongkong- HK Bloopers Part II

Hongkong- HK Bloopers Part II

First Cable Car Experience

Hello World,

I am 11 hours late for my post today. I went to a seminar whole day and away from computer.

At the seminar, I heard a voice saying “That’s Sheryl Gonzales” and everyone in that group turned around and looked at me. After 5 mins., I heard the same thing from another group of teachers from another school. I don’t know them and couldn’t even remember their faces. I was just pretending that I was texting to someone to avoid being awkward. After few minutes again, one teacher looked at me and asked “Are you Sheryl Gonzales?” I just said “yes and why?”. She replied, she recognize me because of my hair. After that, I had a little chit-chat with another teacher from another school. From her, I realized that I had been a “talk” since before. I had no idea ’til she told me few things about what she heard about me. I also learned that they call me “noodles”.

Well, I dont go out much and I’m not really into gossips so I was not aware of those few issues about me.I ignored what I heard but shared to some people and they simply told me that some people are just insecure. And for those people who know me well or for those who have at least talked to me even just for a short time said, I am just normal, nothing special about me, not flirty and not that crazy and very pposite on how others judged me based on my photos. But they added that it is my long curly hair that makes me daring and give a sexy look so they suggested that I should have it straightened. Oh well, I already had my hair cut in Vietnam and it is now shorter but hair staightening or hair rebonding costs a lot. I had my “One Night Straight Hair” in Vietnam but I am not very comfy with it as I am not used to see myself in the mirror with a straight hair. I felt naked with it lol. For those who have not read my blog and have not seen  my photos when I had  a “One Night Straight Hair” , you can view it from here –>

Enjoying the cable car ride

Anyway, I am just sharing it as sharing always help me feel better. But, that is not really my post tonight. My post is a continuation of yesterday’s post. It will be just short because I am so tired and sleepy. I’d like to share our first cable car experience. Although it is not really my first time for the fun rides as I had experience those crazy rides in Everland, South Korea, I had not tried a cable car before that.

On our way there, we were all very excited and was not  scared at all. We even just enjoyed taking photos and my daughter had fun with us.

having fun in the cable car


my daughter and sister were excited and happy


Me with my younger sister and my daughter in our first cable car ride experience


We just had fun in that cable car ride. These cable cars take you to all the fun rides. It was already evening when we finish there but after all the fun rides especially the roller coaster experience, this was the reaction when we took the cable car to send us back to the main entrance and exit.


scared of heights

My sister was very scared after she experience some fun rides. I tried to divert my attention and avoided to look down to avoid being scared but with her reaction, I began to be scared as well.

The end……….

More funny experiences next time.. and again, thanks for stopping by. You can leave your comments below if you like to.


Hongkong – HK Bloopers Part I

Hello world,

About 7pm last night, I was rolling in my small bed trying to close my eyes to take a nap but my mind was up so I decided to go to the main road which is about 300 meters from home to buy hotdog at my cousin’s small eating place. When I had my hotdog cooked, no one seemed to recognize me lol but when my neighbors realized it was me sitting on the chair waiting for my hotdog to be cooked, they seemed to be surprised and said it is such a miracle to see me out of our house. Another neighbor named “Noy Duwar”, kissed my head after he realized it was just me sitting on a chair. He thought I was a child that he didn’t recognize me right away lol. Everyone had the same comment.  Except that they see me passing every morning going to school (always late) and after school, they rarely see me go out from the house. It is not a special thing for me buying a hotdog but everyone who saw me seemed to be surprised. Am I that snobbish lol? I feel like I live in the jungle. I just don’t go out when I’m not working. I prefer to stay home and read blogs sometimes or sell clothes in facebook and chat with new friends I met online to share experiences especially about culture. But with my neighbors reaction, I meditate for a while and realized that I need to spend less time with the internet and get out and have fun outside. Yeah, I will soon and I will see more what is it outside my small Shaineysworld.

Anyway, I can’t finish my story yesterday yet but I will finish it as soon as I don’t know how to call the part II as that part is mixed with sad and happy emotions. So I will share our crazy experience in HK with my daughter’s first time to ride in an airplane and my sister’s first time to be out of the country.

checking our tickets

my daughter's first time to see an airplane in closer view

both excited

I told my daughter to listen and observe carefully on what to do when the plane crashes. I teased her and she was speechless, maybe regreted to be with her crazy mother 😀

Not my first time in HK as I was there when I was 22 but I was very opposite when I was younger and had no sense of adventure on that time. It was like a first time that I didn’t know about HK. We are not rich enough to stay in hotels and why stay in hotels if we can save money from guesthouses? So we asked someone to book us in a guesthouse and told the lady that we would arrive at 2am.

tired and hungry

With confidence, we arrived at the guesthouse located in Causeway Bay around 2 am with our receipt for the downpayment. Well, it was written in Chinese so didn’t really know what’s written there except that we knew it was a receipt for our payment. We knocked the door slowly at first to avoid bothering other people ‘til there was no answer after few attempts of waking up the caretaker. We called but the old lady said 10 am. Since she couldn’t speak English well, we only understood that she would let us in at 10 am so what? we would be waiting at the door? We had a friend with us who lives in HK with his wife and with an angry voice, he knocked the door and yelled so loud that woke up everyone in the entire building. The neighbors were very mad because of the noise but he kept yelling to open the door and said we paid already and why not open the door. At the same time, that Chinese lady next door kept saying “Why are you so fu—king noisy?” Unsuccessful with our attempts, we confidently called a police :D…….. oh yeah so the police came so quick to help us. The friend who was with us explained the whole thing and said, we had a child with us who need rest. The police officer knocked the door and talked to the lady but refused to open so we just called her phone and they talked with the officer. The officer then asked our receipt and said, our booking is for 10 am lol. My friend blamed her wife then for not checking it well but she insisted she told his that it would be 2 am. My sister and I just laughed at her then while her husband kept lecturing her about the mistake she made. Anyways, we couldn’t change it so we just look for a place where we could pass the night and had my daughter sleep at least.

deciding where to go

she said "why worry? we can just sleep here" 😀

this is what I call adventure 😀

for me, a trip turns exciting when something goes wrong. if everythinng goes well, I find it boring 😀 as I have no story to tell :p

Just roaming around and enduring the cold temperature looking for a place where we could at least stretch our legs.

My very kind daughter had no comment at all. Her crazy mother taught her how to be adventurous lol.

We walked from Causeway to Wanchai where there was a 24 hr Mc Donalds. It was far and my sore feet were killing me. I was wearing high heels as I didn’t expect that there would be a lot of walking. We stayed in Mc Donalds and ordered foods while my daughter was enjoying her time sleeping. There were few people sleeping there and one was a Caucasian woman but the rude service crew told us that it wasn’t allowed to sleep there so he wanted to wake up my daughter. Our friend was pissed off why bother a child sleeping  while the others are not bothered when they even made the chairs like a bed and my daughter was just sleeping while she was sitting on the chair. They had an argument but my daughter was just sleeping peacefully. Then we were having our coffee when the service crew was back again at our table and mopped the floor and moved the chairs without even saying “excuse me”. There was an argument again as he seemed to be annoying us all the time.

killing time at 24 Mc Donalds in Wanchai

Anyway, we were safe but just tired because we didn’t sleep at all. We were supposed to be resting so we could enjoy the next day but well, we had fun remembering that night. It was also my daughter and sister’s first winter experience so at least they knew how it is like to walk on cold streets :D.

For others who haven’t travelled yet and plan to travel in the future, I am not saying here that it is ok to sleep on the streets or to roam around late at night. You can look for 24 hr fast food chains in case you experience the same. Staying in a hotel is nice but if you can find cheaper accommodation, it would be better and spend your money in other things instead.

A lesson to learn here, always check the receipt and if it is written in a different language, have someone to translate it so you won’t be in trouble. But the question is, did we learn?????hhahaha no, I have another story later :p

Thanks for reading 🙂

Vietnam – Hanging Out with a European

Hello world,

I had all the drama last night because I was touched by a message of a friend. Anyway,  I am very late for my post today because connection was lost all day and before i lost it again,  I’d like to share a night in Saigon with a new European friend.

I had a half day tour on that day and after the fun I had (special thanks to my German brother, Harti for being the sponsor of this trip), I received a bad news that  put a sad smile on my face. Martin B. from Bahrain couldn’t make it. I went straight to the dorm when I arrived at the hotel and tried to focus so that I will have fun for the remaining days I had there. A new roommate just arrived from Argentina and we talked a lot. I have forgotten my disappointment as I had fun talking in English as finally, I could talk fast and havent spoken that way since I arrived. At first, he didn’t know that Filipinos can speak very good English but he was amazed when I told him that if he goes to the Philippines, he would realize that I just have average English speaking skills as a lot of people here can speak like a native one. He was playing with his iphone while we talked and I was playing with my pink calculator, computing how much I spent already but of course, I didn’t let him noticed that it was a calculator. I always used it as if it is a psp or like a latest gadget :D.  But I only spent 10 000 vietnam money for  a bottled water so I realized I havent eaten the whole day lol. I then left the Argentinian who didnt want to eat yet alone in the room.

I sat down in that restaurant located at the corner where I got a good view watching different kinds of people mostly Caucasians. I had fun observing them;  everyone was very different in many ways. Then I saw this white tall guy whose neck is very long and seemed to be looking for a place to eat. He took his seat just beside me and ordered pasta. While waiting for his order, I smiled at him and asked where is he from and he said he is from Holland, then the conversation started. He laughed hard when I told him about my crazy stories. After, he asked me if I would join him at the park and since I had no plan for that evening, I went there with him.

A friend from Holland

At first I was expecting a very nice view because he said he spent most of his nights there but 😦 there was nothing there except that small “mini lake-lake” at the park that looks like a stagnant water. ( I called it lake-lake coz I don’t know how to say it but it looks like a lake in my eyes :D). We shared many stories mostly about our experiences and about the countries he had been to. But I had fun with his “nyaaah” expression that he kept repeating and later, I was able to do the same that made him hate me :D. I actually wanted to walk and check those big buildings and luxurious boutiques in Saigon as I promised to a friend here that I would take photos of myself in signature boutiques but I think he was trying to hold me there.

sitting on this bench for hours

We were just sitting on the bench and played games I used to play when I was a child. I had fun and often asked him to take photos of me….at least I had a photographer this time.

Oh yeah! I just realized that I look like I have a nice bum here 😀

He made me laugh inside when suddenly he said he is different from other guys. “I am the type of man who doesn’t like one night stand.” My reaction was ” bwleeeeee” which made him hate me again. Out of our boredom, we played another game but I was getting sleepy. It was already 10 pm and wanted to go back to the hotel but he didn’t want to go yet so I stayed to accompany him.But couldn’t stop complaining when it was already 11pm. I told him that I would wake up early but still didn’t want to leave as he had nothing to do in his hotel. So, I just asked him to play with my hair and give me a nice hairstyle and see if he can be a good hairstylist :D.

I demanded for a very nice hairstyle

Unfortunately, he couldn’t even tie my hair properly and couldn’t stop complaining for giving him that task.

getting better this time

It was getting better after few tries. But, time was very quick. It was almost 1am  so I demanded to go and told him that I could walk alone on the streets if he still wanted to stay. So, he sent me back to my hotel and maybe, he also went back to his hotel. When I was in my bed, I remembered my disappointment I had on that day so I texted my friend who is like a brother to me in Germany. I shared about Martin B. but didn’t mention him about the strike in Hamburg and Frankfurt. Martin B. from Bahrain suggested me to check on him about the strike that caused cancellation of many flights in Germany.  My German friend was trying to comfort me with inspiring text msgs so, I felt like there was no need to be sad. We exchange few messages ’til I have forgotten and fallen asleep. My night ended that way but I had fun talking and meeting a new friend I met.

Thanks for Reading 🙂

Previous Older Entries