A tear for Bangkok...the bf is gone

Taking the bf to badminton was a good idea and it worked well. I always felt slightly bad about going off for the evening two nights a week with loads of faggots. The bf knew that there are some cute people among them too and that some of them liked me.

I decided it was time that the Thais knew that me having a boyfriend is not just some made-up story...It was also time that the bf saw the boys, and realised that none of them can match him:)

The bf enjoyed seeing me play (he didnt play himself) and the Thai boys found it cute that he came along. They were gossiping and were saying how they would like to eat Kimchi (eat in Thai can mean have sex)...

Last week was very stressful for the bf and me. He stayed at my place, and we both had the plan to enjoy our last week together in Bangkok, going to see places, eat yummy Thai food and relax at home, while watching some movies and going to the swimming pool.

The reality was different. He was extremely stressed due to his school, which still hadnt quite finished, and I was trying to write on my thesis as much as I could. We also had another gathering at my place, which involved blogger kawadjan and two of my former schoolmates.

Last night, we also went to a popular Isan-eatery on Rama 9 road, near RCA, with the bf's classmates, had some beer and extremely delicious Thai food. Later, we went to Soi Rangnam, near Victory Monument for more drinks and some pool.

This place on Soi Rangnam was totally gay. Gay owned, and gay frequented. There was a pack of about 12 very girly teenage boys playing pool next to us. The bf got jealous and was anxious I would be looking at them, but he was totally wrong. Screaming faggots are NOT my taste at all...even if they had cute faces. This again proved my point that the WHOLE of Bangkok is gay, not just Silom...

So, the week was not what we expected. We were both very stressed. In these situations, I tend to become a bit brash and unfriendly, sometimes even a bit rude. The bf on the other hand gets a bit more sensitive, so we also argued a lot. We usually really dont do that.

Last night, we couldnt even go to sleep together, because he was still packing at 2am. I fell asleep alone, but the bf told me that when he came to bed, I begged him to spoon me. He whispered in my ear that he will do that and protect me tonight. I dont remember any of this though...but it's cute.

We also both hardly felt horny, due to the stress and lack of sleep. I also tend to get very melancholic when something sad is about to happen, so I dont feel very horny either. Luckily, these feelings were all forgotten today, and after months, I finally got to be bottom again:)

Now, the bf is on the plane to Macau. He will stay there for a few days, take the ferry to Hong Kong, the train to Shanghai and Qingdao and finally the ferry to Incheon and Seoul. It should be an amazing road-trip for him, and I hope to post some pictures too.

So, I am alone in Bangkok now and Bangkok will not be the same anymore now. Of course, everything still looks the same, but sharing all these Bangkok experiences with him was special.

When you are alone, you still have your friends, who will, I suspect, see a bit more of me now. It will be great to catch up with some friends I havent seen for months, and with some I have never seen at all.

But it can not replace having spending time with your boyfriend. So today, a part of me left Bangkok too, and there were tears last night. I will see the bf again in a month, but I will not see Bangkok again in the same light anymore, never ever.

I love my life here in Bangkok and I love this city. But an important part of loving Bangkok was spending time here with my bf. We had a great life here together and I am very sad that this has come to an end.

The bf never managed to develop great affection for the city. He didnt like his school, and most of all, he never managed to deal with the heat. Every time the poor boy was outside for 5 minutes, his face would look like a waterfall...that's what growing up in Christchurch NZ does for you I suppose...

One thing I know though. As we were sitting in the taxi to the airport, the bf suddenly became sad. I told him that I will ask him what he thinks of Thailand again in a months time, and he said: " I will probably say that I hate Koreans, and miss the Thai people, the food, the weather and Bangkok."

I agree with this!!!