Sunday, February 28, 2010

All Day Sleep in Brisvegas

I flew out of Borneo on Wednesday afternoon, arriving in Singapore at dusk. With a head still overwhelmed by the weeks that were, I headed into the city straight away. I checked into a cosy, little hostel where I met a bunch of very friendly Irishmen, 2 Australians and 2 English.

One of the Australians turned out to be a very close friend of a friend of mine. Much like the case of Brett, whom I found out a few months ago to be a friend of a very close friend of mine! Aaaahh.. Small world.

The Australian added me on Facebook almost right there and then. The group then convinced me to go partying with them which I refused but after 20 minutes of non-stop pestering, the ten of us headed to a club. I was still mildly hungover from the free flow alcohol from the night before at a pool party.

At the club, Australian Boy followed me around as I explore the club whilst the others were smoking. I danced at the top floor for a bit before returning downstairs and Australian Boy followed. Later, we couldn't find the rest of the group so we took a seat, and after much in-depth conversations, Australian Boy asked me if I "swing both ways"? I laughed and asked "why?" and he said because my Facebook relationship status says that I'm married to a boy. I told him that was part of a joke, but admitted that I do "swing both ways".

We left at 4.00am. I woke up at 11.00pm, had breakfast and headed to the airport where I took a 6 hours flight into Perth. My friend picked me up from the airport at 11.00pm, and we spent the day on Friday having awesome breakfast, exploring the Swan city and chilled at the beach. I then took a horrendous 5 hours flight at midnight back to Brisneyland (or some call, Brisbane).

I arrived in Brisneyland safely in one piece early yesterday morning and slept my way through the day. Uni and new job starts tomorrow, and I am flying into Sydney tomorrow evening for an event.

Friday, February 19, 2010

The Swedish Boy

Dean emailed me threatening me that if I don't update anytime soon, he's going to kick my butt.

I've been home in Borneo for the past 2 weeks, and if you've been following me on Twitter, you'd know that I brought home a stranger I met at Singapore Changi Airport with me.

After 2 days spent packing, loading, moving and unloading; and 1 day spent washing and scrubbing every surface and corner of our old house, I was anything but alive. So, after a 6 hours flight, a 3 hours wait and another 7 hours flight, I found myself in Singapore at 3.00am ready to collapse and die. And that's what I did at a dark, quiet corner of one of the world's largest airport, Changi Airport in Singapore.

I woke up at 7.00am and trained it down to the city to meet a very good friend for brunch and a good catch up before training it back around 12.30pm to the airport. In the train, was a backpacker who was at least 6'5" and very cute too. Reaching the airport, I hung around Terminal 2 before I went down to take a bus to the other terminal. There I met him again! This time, he smiled and so I smiled back and we got talking.

Within 15 minutes, we were joking, laughing and exchanging words like we've been friends since forever. He's from Sweden. 21 years old, spent 2 years in the marine and decided to take a 5 months holiday around Asia and the USA. We found out that we're on the same flight, so we checked in together, got lunch together and pretty much did everything like we were backpacking together - looking after each other's belongings while the other go to the loo, ordering food, etc.

So, in exhausted state of mind, I asked Swedish Boy if he had any plans, accommodation, etc and he answered no to all of them, so I asked him if he wanted to spent the evening together? We got in at 4pm, and he said yes. So my parents picked us up, and I introduced him as the random traveller I met the airport and my mum made a crazier move and invited him to stay over and that's what he did. His initial plan of 3 days became a 7 days stay at my place.

From the moment he arrived at my house until the day he left, we were spending literally 24/7 together - sleeping in the same room (different beds) and doing everything together. We didn't kill each other, so that was a good thing; in fact, we got even closer and came to a conclusion that we would be close friends if we were in the same city. He even shared some dark secrets he felt comfortable enough to share with a stranger that he probably wouldn't meet anymore - except his temptations on Sweden is making me itching to move to UK sooner.

Throughout the entire week we:
- went to my Aunt's parents place where I spent a good period of my childhood, right in the middle of a raw rainforest. I introduced him to all sorts of exotic fruits, we climbed trees and showed him a cocoa tree. I then brought him to a resort up in the hills (it costs hundreds to get in but because part of the land it was built on belongs to my family, I get in for free) and trekked the second oldest rainforest in the world. We also chilled at one of the waterfall just pondering on how lucky we are to be swimming in cool, clear water.






- went caving - crawled through two caves. One of them a huge, majestic (almost pandora-like) hall. On our way home, we met some professional rock-climbers from Singapore and we did some real rock-climbing.

- we got smashed at a local club with a few of my mates. At one point, we went topless, so the DJ from Australia also went topless and got all the men in the club topless. This is not a gay bar - there's no gay bar in my town.

- woke up late. Grabbed the cooler bag and went to buy all sorts of junk food and drove to the beach where we laid there talking for 3 hours, then went swimming and skim boarding for another 2 hours.

- climbed a mountain. It was really challenging and at one point, I considered quitting - my muscles were giving up! Even the marine also thought about quitting, but we did make it to the top. Saw a number of monkeys swinging around.

- explored the city, took the long boat ride and tried out all sorts of local delicacies and fruits.

- went to quite a few bars throughout the week.

Swedish Boy left on Thursday morning, still drunk to fly to a remote area of Borneo. I flew to North Borneo three days later to visit my family, and Swedish Boy flew in at the same time as me so we got a car and drove straight to my uncle's. He booked us a 4 star hotel in the middle of the city.

Swedish Boy spent another 3 days with me exploring Niah Caves, one of the few important prehistorical sites around the world. For the rest for the 2 days, we spent visiting my family members and most of our evenings are spent chillaxing on the beach. We also got drunk one night and tried to pick up some chicks. I managed to pick up one but she was so into me, I freaked out at the last minute and ditched her. I felt horrible but she was all over me!

It was hard to say good-bye but we did and meeting him has made the idea of moving to UK for 2 years to work and holiday sound even sexier.

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For the record, Swedish Boy and I never did anything naughty together, nor did he know that I'm at least bisexual. He's as straight as an arrow.

All pictures belong to me... but I lost my camera during our mountain hike.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Welcome to Freedom

Many would remember ranga boy, which I blogged about a few months back. I would link to that post except I've taken down that post because ranga boy now knows my blog address. Ranga boy is Nigel by the way. :P Hi Nigel!

Being my gay mentor/devil, he invited me to a gay night at one of the local gay clubs. If I was superstitious, I would not have gone. Here's a list of reasons:
- I was still sick.
- Just when I was about to call the cab, it started pouring.
- I left my I.D. in my bag and its at work so I thought I'll forget it and not go but Brett convinced me to.
- I drove 20 mins to workplace but half way through the rain and strong wind my wiper stopped working and I can't really see the road so I had to stop at the roadside. It started working again after about 5 mins of me panicking.
- I kinda am not sure how to get to my workplace driving, so I got lost for about 5 mins.
- Half way through a suburb, there was a blackout, including the traffic lights so I can't see anything!

But anyway, it was a good night. Guess who's songs got played the most? She's the new gay icon after Kylie Minogue.

I arrived, Nigel came out to bring me in and introduced me to his very super awesome friends. I was well nervous and all giggly - I giggle and laugh a lot when I'm nervous but he convinced me that it will all be OK. He was drunk though so wasn't sure if I can trust him. Then he dragged me to the dance floor and screamed to me, "Welcome to freedom!"

I grabbed a few drinks and had a good time! And that I did. I wasn't drunk though.

This is the club we went to - its called Family.

To sum up:
- It was a very beautifool club.
- There were lots of gay couples together and its very cute!
- Nigel and his boyfriend grabbed and pashed me the whole night.
- 2 lesbians thought I was cute and kept sandwiching me.
- No one touched me inappropriately. Thankfully!
- I dirty danced with a girl - this is my comfort zone. I always dirty dance girl (never dirty dance guy). She was very nice and sweet.
- Umm.. a few guys wanted my number but I didn't give out any.
- I arrived at 10.00pm and left at 1.00am.

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To reply to a comments from the previous post:
Just - Nah, don't worry man. I am taking a month break it'll all be good. :)

Ethan - We sure haven't had a proper conversation in a long, long time and I apologise for that. I am very seldom on msn these days but I do hope to catch u soon! :)

Aek - Thanks Aek. It's going to be a lot crazier this year juggling full-time work and postgrad uni. 2 of my lecturers say I would stop working within 2 weeks.

Octavius - You're the only one who replied my question and thank you so much! :) Truly appreciate it.

MartininBroda - Thanks Martin. That's very, very kind of you and means a lot.

bK - Haha. Never enough cuddles man! Never enough!!

JUSTIN - The "C" bomb indeed and I really do hope I can make it! I'm still keeping my fingers and toes crossed!

Tyler - I was going to make a witty comment to you but I give up.

Brett - Well, you're shit anyway. :P I'm joking! Blog more you poohead or I'll blog for you. Again. Hehe.

Dean Grey - Thanks Dean. :) I guess it'll be semi-regular.
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