Patong Style.
It was a day off so, we went to Patong.
The only place to party but wich I hate alot.
Supposed to have sushi, but ended up with a bad pizza at a bad place.
The night was doomed to be bad from the beginning.
I think I never felt so miserable in a very long time.
And it wasn’t the first time with this person.
It just felted like I broke in half.
Some people just do different things, what I believe in.
Things I don't like and it pisses me off, (even if it's not my buissness)
Because for me those things mean alot
and are shown with respect, dignity etc.
All self-respect flew away just like that.
That's not the way I do it, or live my life.
I'm just against it. I Hate it actually.
After a while we just went seperate ways and as soon
as I turned my back I had a smile on my face again.
Funny huh? I was looking at people on the street and then
went to a shitty club where they played shitty music,
just to dance it off. It worked.
And then the israelis came and noticed my blond hair. GAH!
I also tried to blend in, between all the thai hookers.
Didn't work though.
But now I know what it feels like, THE Patong style.
And it wasn't my style at all.
I feel sorry for those who do it every night.
But everyone is different, and I bet there is many who DOES like it.
I guess I'm just too old school for it and still respect myself?
