the friendship shoes

March 13th, 2006 by kichie

sunday night, the gals and i took a stroll around the quaint fisherman’s village in bophut. funny - the alleys of the village felt more like a mall than anywhere else on the island. we checked out the boutiques saw some nice stuff. but it was one pair of shoes that all caught our eye. it felt so much like the sisterhood of the travelling pants… 3 very different girls, (at least physically!) all falling in love and looking great in one pair of sandals. so we did the sane thing to do - we all bought a pair! haha! g and i got pink ones and dee opted for the black. thus the friendship shoes were born…

now, the question remains - when to use ‘em?

watch out samui - pinays are in the house… hmmm.. pinays are on the island?

thankful

February 25th, 2006 by kichie

ang saya ko today.
amidst the shit i’ve gone through here in koh samui, i finally can say that i have found good friends.

thank you Lord for grace and haydee.
may we have more fraps and hot chocos, crispy pork and dubai filled nights. lol.

but really, i had a good time tonight.
i just want to make sure i dont forget it.

tonight i definitely feel blessed. amen and good night.

i was raped

May 3rd, 2005 by kichie

i was raped!

that was what my first sentence after i got my impacted wisdom tooth extracted. huhuhu. i swear that was probably the most excrutiatingly painful experience i’ve ever had. my dentist who also happens to be a family friend cringed a bit after my announcement so i decided to keep my thoughts and agony to myself - until i write a blog or something… hehehe.

maann, that was monday and it still hurts like hell (its wednesday now). i think if this goes on, i’ll be hooked on painkillers.

i can only eat pancakes and ice cream without pain. i did eat some wacky wings from greenwich yesterday and those potato wedges but wow if you guys could have seen me. i was sooo pathetic chopping the food bits into parts as small as my fingernails and mind you i have fairly small hands for somebody my height, so that i could just push the chicken bits into my uhmmm partly open mouth.

well to add to my torture, something happened yesterday. it’s one of those things that you would erase with a magic wand or something if you had a chance… anyways…

after munching on the chicken i felt something like a morsel of chicken stuck between my molars, which was near the "rape" site and me  being the OC that i am could not bear the thought of getting an infection so my fingers dove in and pulled on it a little wishfully hoping that i would be able to dislodge that annoying little piece of chicken. arrrrgggghhh. it was not what i thought but rather - it was part of the thread that was used to sew up the unfortunate part of my gum where our main character - my impacted tooth - used to be before the "incident". ~%@#*&($%#*!@$

so as you can imagine i am now in severe pain and actually am on my way to pay a visit to my beloved dentist to make sure i didnt undo what should not have been undone…