lounging in the night

Jun 19, 2005 05:21

this is chaos. i hate the hotel telephone, it won't let me call anyone. some numbers given to me, like amanda's starts with a nine, and so does the operator service, so it keeps fucking up. thank god for persistence because i've managed to land myself a date with mr. morris. and he has a singaporean cell number, so we WILL hook up with amanda OR I WILL DIE. because i've been dying to see her for ages, and i'm excited to take part of some incredible verbal spillage.

SINGAPORE IS GORGEOUS. can't believe how long it's been. off to dinner, once my british lover comes running along. more, when i get back.

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::EDIT:: the morning after

AMANDA, DID YOU FALL ASLEEP AROUND 12:30? did you get the missed calls? we were standing outside your house for like twenty minutes, and the security guards across the way were eyeing us suspiciously. we didn't want to risk ringing the doorbell and waking people up. shit shit. i really miss you. just hearing your voice was insane.

JOHN MICHAEL is a true gentleman and an incredible date. yes you heard it here first, he is utterly elegible and utterly adorable. his british accent has been heightened to the maximum, and he is still the world's best listener - which is such a sexy trait. girls, you would be insane not to take notice of this guy. i felt like i was on a first date, it was a totally new feeling. he has grown up so much! i love seeing people mature and become such worldly men. it's so comforting to see that boys do become adults after all, no offense. i felt so giddy all night because it was so wonderful to see someone after so long! he really took me around and was being incredibly chivalrous, having drinks with him was a lot of fun. singapore is beautiful at night, and i'm so glad i came here. the hawker stalls, the strange no-gum rule, the accent. fantastic.

now, manila.
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