Imagine me in some speedos

July 20, 2006

Imagine me in some speedos.


So i went swimming today. The thing I didn't know is that you have to wear a damn speedo to enter the pool! Fuck it right? Whatever. I took off my board shorts and changed into some rented out speedos that'd put those short shorts of sharisses to shame*.

Anyways...The recreational area there was pretty nice. Karate and taekwondo lessons are on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We happen to be there when that was happening. Along with the aformentioned, there was also badminton (sp?), soccer, tennis and the like. A modern day Vietnamese YMCA one would say. The thing that intrigued me (other this really sweet skatable five stair) was this game they were playing, much like hackey sack. Instead, it was this wierd ass thing with feathers sticking out that they were kicking. The object was comparable to one of those badminton thingys (hopefully i can find a picture of it). The people playing were pretty impressive.....at least I was impressed.

After swimming, I was beat - a byproduct of swimming i guess. My mom forced me to go meet, eat and hang out with her high school friends son, considering I'd been hanging out with my cousins this whole time. I had no energy to do shit, so being the stubborn mother fucker that I am, I declined. My mom was pissed, but somehow got me to go anyways - this seems to be a reoccuring theme.

So I meet this guy (nice dude, named Anh) and we all go eat. I have my occasional Hieneken (as they call it, Ken). Here, Ken is a mid-expensive beer ranging from 30 cents a bottle to 3 bucks a bottle, depending on where you go. At this place, it happened to be 60 cents. We talk and finish up the meal - it was hot pot, Thai style.
Now, along with the previous mentioned depleted energy I now have a full stomach. All I wanted to do was go home, read a chapter and fall asleep. But I guess my mom and her friend have already set up this date (strictly hetero) to have me and Anh go do something. I guess Anh wanted to show me around. "I just wanna go home and sleep," is what i was thinking in my head, but being the person that I am, I said, "Alright, lets go."

Im on the back of his motorcycle as he drives. I do my best to keep it hetero. We go to a billiards bar. I suck so I end up losing every single game, except one. I get a good buzz and we start chatting with some other people a bit. The girls working there were cute. However, my limited Vietnamese only took the flirting so far. Still, it was nice to chat a little with the oppposite sex outside of my cousins.
All in all, the night turned out ok. He takes me home - hetero, of course - and I read and fall asleep.

The next morning i wake up at 8:45 (the latest I've slept in since coming here) and watch the padres lose. What a bummer beginning of a day, huh? Oh well, at least I have this book to look forward to....and its getting pretty damn good right now.

Once again, thanks for reading.

*Pictures upon request