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Published: October 29th 2006
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Molly Shore was right, this place is pretty much exactly like an armpit. Sweaty and smelly and I dont' think i'm going to make it. Everything sucks right now. Robin and I were driven all over hells half acre by a tuk tuk driver trying to get us to buy cheap crap. They really won't take no for an answer. I'm fairly certain that everyone in Thailand just wants to rip me off. I'm sweaty and homesick and tired and I just want to go home, but I can't. I'm not going to let myself go home. If Thailand still sucks in month then I get to go home.
I think we're going to head for Chiang Mai tomorrow I guess. Sweet Jesus, even the thought of leaving the security of the guest house behind is making me sick. What the hell am I doing here. Bangkok is not for the faint of heart, and unfortunately that's exactly the category I fall into. How can anybody live here, let alone like it? I need to get out. I guess.
I guess all I need is a little encouragement. Fuck.
Maybe it will get better before I get malaria, or rabies, or any kind of parasite.
-d.
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Kerri
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Maybe you just need to start smelling like an armpit. You know, blend in a little.