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| Well, it's been quite a while since I found or made the time to write something here. Quite a lot has happened (or not happened - as far as my schoolwork is concerned). Thailand was absolutely fantastic, what a wild ride! My cousin Ian went as well, and since our flat is pretty small, we had to crash in the same bed. Thankfully, the thing was queen sized and, being in Thailand, we didn't spend a lot of time in it. Instead we went out to Paragon shopping center, saw some beautiful cars - Lambo's, Ferrari's, Bentley's, Mazer's, and such. They also had fashion shows (Roxy was particularly fun) with free drinks by Chivas - can't beat that! And Suan Lum Night Bazaar had live music, both Thai songs and covers every night - and cheap, massive Kamikaze jugs as well as 4gal tanks of beer for the table.
After a few wild nights, we headed to Chiang Mai in the north, rode on elephants, hit up the golden triangle and opium museum (very cool - learned a lot about the Opium Wars), and struggled nightly to find straight bars. Seriously, 11/12 bars there were gay bars. So, there was a lot of catcalling from dudes and we were hunting for the fairer sex. Back in Bangkok, New Years was awesome - hit up Silom with a bunch of kids I knew from International School Bangkok (where I went to middle school), then headed back to Warren's pad for a triple-chambered bong and this blue pipe that knocked the hell out of me. Good times had by all.
Things got a little crazier after my cousin left (my folks tried to give us some kind of curfew since he's 16 - maybe I'm a bad cousin for taking him out to do crazy shit? nah). Spent most of the time hanging out with ISB kids who went to school with me back in the day, one night at a bar close to the school the owner noticed this guy lurking about in the shadows across the street - dude was out there every now and then between 9pm and 2am. As we're all heading out one of the lady bartenders lets us know it's her crazy ex-boyfriend, so we're on the lookout but don't see him. The girls get on their motorbike and next thing you know the crazy bastard comes racing out on his bike out of nowhere and follows them. We all hop in cars or on motorbikes and follow to neutralize the situation, and meet up with them in an intersection. Crazy guy pulls out a knife about a foot long, and starts swinging it around clearly drunk as all hell, and struggles to form Thai curses to little effect. Since there's 6 of us guys, he decides he'd better be on his way, so he bounces and we get the girls in Warren's car (a Porsche SUV btw) and take them back to his house. Chris shows up about 10 minutes later with a bigass gash on his arm and says the dude jumped out of the friggin' bushes and slashed him. Of course, we got pissed and really wanted to get the guy back but we couldn't find him. Someone got the job done though - the drunkard apparently patrolled the bar 'til about 5 am on his bike when a local guy got so fed up with hearing the damn engine that he walked out and knocked the crap out him with an elbow  All's well that end's well.
One of my last nights out, I was alone and walking toward Suan Lum to have a couple drinks and check out the music before calling up a buddy I knew from high school in Hawaii. On the way, these two gals say hi and can they come with me to the night bazaar. I'm a little wary but say "whatever" and we get a couple beers out there. After, one of them asks if I wanna go do some karaoke so I tagged along - and they stiffed me with a hugeass bill (in Thai terms at least, not in dollars) and then begged me to buy them yaba from this guy with a gun in the small of his back. Yaba is essentially speed and a lot of people were and are hooked on it out there - the girl was a pretty good actor, started crying and stuff but (belatedly) I decided the situation had gotten too whack and I grabbed a cab quickly and met up with Jonny. We had a beer and smoked a little at his place, it was pretty late by then so I figured I'd roll out. On the way though, this bloody dog chases after us and sinks his teeth into my calf. So, I spent the next morning in the hospital getting a shot for rabies. Pretty rough night all in all, but after the fact it's great to have these experiences.
Well, after all that craziness in BKK it's a little weird being back in little ol' Chapel Hill. Haven't done much work really but classes should turn out okay at any rate. Really the only thing to say about this semester so far is....Fuck Duke. Cheers.
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| Yo! Ended up sleeping through my first class this morning...seems my
subconscious didn't feel like waking up on time and turned off my
alarm. Alas, there is evidence that the imbibing can take a toll. Only
missed the one, as career services gave me a ring in time for a shower
and then my second class, thankfully.
Not sure what to think of my ramblings last night. I
feel like that often but not all the time. Parts of me want to leave
those feelings to wither, but they certainly aren't winning the
battle. At any rate, life is good and life is fine. I just got
back from eating sushi with the roommie and a cool friend of his...the
waitress made a sly remark when I ordered a beer, but refused to look
at my ID when I reached for my wallet, just gave me a sultry look.
Can't complain. It's early yet, we'll see what the night hold, perhaps
I'll have the presence of mind and the inclination to update this
later. 'Til then or morn. Cheers.
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| Wednesday night. At LC this would be Whiskey Wednesday....two handles
of Jack Daniels (not what you kids call handles...we're talkin'
half-gallons) and possibly another fifth if things go down hard. 20-30
kids in my pad at the bomb shelter. Well, bollocks...times change. Now
it's me, alone, in the pad. Finished the bloody most boring homework
I've done since...well, hell, I took Financial Analysis last semester,
can't get much worse than that. Same sort of shite...the bond market,
mortages, etc. Either way, it's all done and now I
am....er...inebriated. Haha. At least the readership isn't very large,
else this would be a compromising thing to do. Not likely to be Time's
"Man of the Year" anytime soon. Well, not in the future for that
matter......depends I guess. To sacrifice materiality for infamy...or
do I even have that choice? Am I only a mediocre son of a bitch? Who
knows? Quite likely. It may be self-handicapping....fucking myself up
so much that no real measure of success is possible.
Christ, I don't know. I'm quite inebriate by the way, so perhaps what I
write should not be taken so seriously. Then again, with inhibitions
out the window, so to speak, this is me. I'm scared, I'm lonely, I miss
this one gal more than anything. I love her, but I can't tell her that.
I pray that she won't read this, because it will change the dynamic in
ways that I don't want it to change. And I don't believe in god, yet I
hope. Even after whatever volume of sedative I may have had, I
know I don't want her to read this. I love her, and yet I never told
her.
She told me at one point. Then she told me that she
wanted to move on. By many markers, it seems she has. And yet at times
it seems she hasn't. I think she has and yet is still friendly. What do
I know? Nothing. I love her....and it hurts to live without her. I miss
her, I need her, I can't have her. Christ.....is it just me? Or is it
our entire generation that has a tendency to overdramatize
things.....bred/raised to talk like greeting cards? All right,
that's probably enough from the chemically altered mind of Dan.
May it all make sense for you, may these pieces with which I struggle
to combine form a beautiful picture for you. May you live. Cheers.
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How time flies. Unfortunately cliche, but true regardless. It's hard to
believe a month or so has passed since coming to NC and, more
importantly, that bloody tests are starting for me. Had my first test
in Social Psychology today, which I believe went quite well...we shall
see. Either way, I finished the bloody thing in a half hour. Perfect,
since I realized I hadn't done my work for Financial Markets directly
afterward....of course, it turned out that it wasn't due until
Thursday. Can't complain though, it's good to be ahead.
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| Right, I'm taking a brief break from studying Social
Psychology to write this. First test tomorrow at 8AM! We'll see how
that goes, hopefully well. I'm a bloody fool though, stayed up 'til 3
last night, and drank heavily on top of that. Needless to say,
Industrial Organization at 9:30 was not the funnest experience of my
life! Right, it's time for Dan to take stock, and slow the hell down on
the drinking....it's starting to interfere with life. The funny thing,
is this sort of thing happens often....swear off drinking for a while,
then there's the idea of drinking moderately, and next thing you know
it's been a month straight of having at least one drink a night. So it
goes with us of weak will.
Life in the strange south is improving though,
meeting more kids, and I'm basically set to head to Portland for
Thanksgiving, and see faces from the past. Also seriously considering
heading to Philadelphia for Fall Break, but we'll see about the work
load before booking a flight. Strange thing about this though, my past
has been catching up to me in a fashion that seems of something more
than just coincidence. The same seems to be happening to those who have
caught up with me. More troubling, a lot of these old faces are having
a hard time. I suppose that works out though, since we can help each
other out. Strange.Well, that's enough dallying...back to productivity.
Cheers.
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