Saturday evening.

Currently sitting at the American Bar. I was supposed to meet the guy from earlier, but instead I showed up here and the British Guy was sitting at the bar! Whoops! Wrong English Guy!

The way he looked at me… ehhhh. He looked just withered. Like, “Oh no, not you again.” Yikes on bikes! That wasn’t flattering. I made a joke about accidentally double-booking my dates and he promptly slithered into the back to get away from me.

Haha, oops.

So awkward.

I finally listened to the four and a half minute voicemail the Studhorse left me after our weekend together. Oh boy. It’s… quite an emotional journey. At one point he said to me, “You’re becoming the evil that hurt so deep and you don’t even see it!” Hahahahahaha what?

Now after this very brief interaction with the British Guy, who I have been obsessing over for the last month and a half, who looked like he wanted to get as far away from me as humanly possible, I have to ask myself, “Am I becoming the evil that hurt me so much without even seeing it?”

Then I thought… no, probably not. This is just how men react when women act exactly like they do. Like right now my main takeaway from this is… this is why they used to burn women for being “witches” at the stake.

lol, so awkward. Now the other person I was supposed to meet is ghosting me so now I just look like a crazy stalker, lol.

Is this karma?

This shit is tooooooo funny, lol. Too funny. I don’t even know what to do right now except laugh. It’s funny. This is all very funny.

Bangkok, I love you.

Never, ever in my life did I think I would ever end up here, but here I am. I’m living in Bangkok and getting into trouble with men and trying new things. So fun, lol.

Hilarious, truly.