Oh wow I’ve just realized that today is the 1st anniversary of Bangkok’s Tank Day a.k.a. last year’s military coup that kicked Thaksin out of his PM chair.

It was exciting I remember. There were trucks and tanks with soldiers marching up and down the streets. All communication channels blocked, TV bombarded with Military Dude reading some boring stuff and foreign news coverage banned. I thought it would be a bloodshed instead old a-mas walked up to those scary men in khaki tights giving them khao tom.

Ahh good times.

OK first of all let me clarify some stuff.

This blog is my personal blog where I usually write things concerning my life and things I like. Since my life is lived here in Bangkok Thailand, it should come as no surprise to anyone that I sometime blog about it. So blogging about the Coup is merely blogging about something that’s currently happening in my country. I am no expert at the subject (Coup, or politics in general). I don’t even know how to use some of the terms to identify those “officials” in Thai or even in English. But the reason why I am blogging about this is that it is the least I can do to help report what is really going on while other channels of communications are altered, tampered, or even stopped. Over here in Thailand, to tell you the truth, there really isn’t much going around because all sources are monitored, some censored, by this new Martial Law.

So I apologise if I cannot fully answer your questions about the Coup, or have a more “professional” looking blog. I know people are coming here from all sorts of directions and I thank you all so much for linking but I’m just a girl who’s trying to graduate so she can get out of this big mess of a country, or at least get out there to help try to improve it.

I’ll continue posting about the Coup whenever there are crucial updates that need attention but I will not make any political comment or turn the whole blog into a politic-centric one. This blog remains first and foremost my “ranting hub”. However, if I ever feel the itch to rant about Thailand and its politics, just look for that “Siam” label and you’ll find it. Again thank you all so much for visiting my blog.

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Skanks and Untouchable Men

Escobar once again for us Saturday night. The plan was first to go to Astra at RCA with Klao but good thing she changed her mind. RCA is so not my crowd, or Bua’s. You can totally see the difference between the RCA crowd and the Thonglor/Ekamai crowd. I am not trying to be mean but they are mostly a bunch of wannabes around RCA. Unless you go to the upscale ones like Route or Astra, you’ll find lots of these skanks walking around begging for attention from whatever creatures that have d*cks. Bua and I got there and immediately we knew we were out of place. I don’t know it’s just not my thing. If we have to go to these places and be compared to those that we know are so beneath us, why bother?

So Escobar it was we still needed to finish that bottle of Red.

We got there and took a seat on the second floor like always. The first thing we noticed was that the huge table next to us were full of guys – young, well-groomed, bunch of good looking Thai guys, and to tell you the truth that’s a really rare sight to see.

Really rare. Really weird. A bunch of guys? Cute guys? And no girls?

As the time passed, more booze to go around, our nightmare was realised. Not only that they started getting a little bit friendly with each other, they started dancing, against each other! Shaking their booties, grinding up each other’s behinds, and all that manly attitudes that got Bua’s hormones pumping just now just faded away. It was a one big gay party at that table and boy were we disappointed.

And they were cute! Like very. No wonder why there are no cute straight guys left for us straight girls. The gays just take all the good ones, leaving us with a bunch of obnoxious, selfish, ungentlemenly bunch of poorly dressed assholes.

I DID NOT DRINK this time. Well one glass which really was too little to give any effects. For Bua though? Last night was HER night. So let me just give you a walkthrough of how things went down (the toilet) for her.

Bua, this post is dedicated to you:

1. Chilling at Starbucks RCA, looking like a decent person.

2. Having a nice little Tall Caramel Frappuccino before hitting the scene.

3. Starting to get bored. Klao changed the venue again?

4. Finally at Escobar. Meeting up with Klao and settling down.

5. Thai Party Pack is served.

6. Things are looking great so far

7. Then Bua grabs a drink, and one more, and one more, and one more..

8. Bua starts to lose it. Even Klao the renowned party goer is totally disgusted by what she’s seeing.

9. Bua has now lost it.

10. Gay or straight she does not know. She fires it up with him anyway. (And yes he’s from that table)

Bua continued until the lights were up and the music down.

She now pretty much does not remember anything from last night. I took her home around half past one. My car now smells like a brewery. So as a thank you to her for making me her driver, her personal ATM machine and her nanny, and soon to be her AA sponsor, I now present to you, the last moment of Miss KorBua at Escobar last night.

Squatting, on the floor, Ekamai sidewalk, with my leg as her source of balance.

Thanks Bua Bua for one HELL of a night!

Thought it was over? Think again.

A call for gathering at Paragon Fountains at 6PM tonight, urging people to protest against the coup.

More info here.
You can also sign a petition.

Can I go?? Just to observe I swear.

UPDATES!
Sorry NOT live this time. I managed to drag myself through Friday Traffic to take some photos. I met up with Bua who was already there with a friend so we went for dinner and a bowling session while waiting for the mob time.

Damn why must it be at Paragon out of all places. So many distractions. I ended up going there too late, there were already mainstream press all over the Guy With Mask and his crew. I tried to get a video but it was soo noisy and so crowded so there was no point.

There was this reporter in front of me with journalistic notes in her hands I could see everything. From her notes it said that he’s a Chula Political Science graduate. He’s here to protest the suppression of freedom by the Coup people that forbids people to talk about politics freely. I don’t have any more details because the place was like a rock concert so many sweaty people and so many of them taller than me I was suffocating.

The whole thing was said to be held at Paragon Fountain area but the area was closed for maintenance so they moved to the staircase in front of Siam Center instead.

Here are the photos.

We were opposite the thing. Please do not mistaken the massive number of people as the mob. It wasn’t even big enough to be called a mob. Those are just onlookers and press.


There were army people standing around too. Look at the second picture. The old lady came by and gave them a 7-11 bag full of snacks and bevs. How cute.



See the crowd? Only the middle guy is involved in the whole thing. The rest is people with cam phones and press.

ไอ้ตี้จอมเสือก Nosy little Kitz managed to wiggle in and took a few shots.



These are the rest of the “mob”. I took this shot while I was under someone’s armpits so please bare with the blur. I couldn’t stay to read what was on the signs I was out of breath.

The amount of mainstream press I was competing. Ran into one shouting gibberish in Japanese into his microphone. So I guess he’s a reporter from Japan.

Dumbest thing? If he hadn’t had that thing covering his mouth people would have heard him better. Oh well. Gesture speaks louder than words I guess.

Man that was fun. Again no bloodshed or gunfires. Not that I was hoping for that huge but man it could have been a little bit more exciting.

Edit: Jotman has Video Interviews

OK so school resumed today so I was able to get my substitution assignment for that damn seminar class so now I can graduate. Things are back on tracks. The whole day I was out, even drove to Bang Na, and not even once I came into contact with the army men nor the tanks. Have they all gone home?

Looks like things are getting back to normal, despite the country being under Martial Law. One new little change that this law brought us is the whole new level of censorship. No political gathering, no discussing politics, and of course no voicing your opinions whatsoever about the whole mumbo jumbo coup. (Oops did I just do that?)

The Ministry of ICT is now trying to destroy monitor all online contents being published to the public that could cause people to divide a.k.a. start a counter riot and all that crap. I doubt it will happen though, the tanks somehow have no effect on people, except being a new must-visit Bangkok attraction.

So fine, no opinions then no opinions. It’s not like we Thais were ever able to exercise our rights of freedom of speech anyways.

So let’s not talk about politics today, let’s talk about me! Met up with my old Brit buddy Maddy from Harrow today after Uni with Bua. Great timing to come to Bangkok. I’m swamped with last-week-of-uni work and now the Coup. So we had to take her out, gotta catch up on things. We’re still as crazy as ever we haven’t changed one bit. Man I miss the old days.

Normalcy for me means resume to shopping so we did – at Suan Lum Night Bazaar. For the first time though I didn’t buy anything. Just didn’t feel like it after I busted out 4,500 off my wallet on a new pair of Nine West wedges Sunday.

Then we had a little fun at the MRT while waiting for the train.

I now present to you, for the first time ever, a video blog! Not just from one blogger, but TWO! Bua somehow turned it into a personal ad but hey there’s nothing new there.

BTW, those are THE SHOES. Who the hell wears heels to Suan Lum? It’s a suicide..

OK I’m giving it a rest. I live blogged because all the news channels were cut off and all the websites were blocked. Now all major newssites and channels are up and running, my job is done. Besides, school back to normal tomorrow so I need to get back to my work.

It was quite a fun experience! Again big thanks to everyone for sticking by and for linking back.

For intensive updates, again I’m handing the torch to Bangkok Pundit. For major updates that all must now, I’ll post here.

Sigh there better be a backup seminar class after all this. It’s not our fault it’s the government’s. If I’m not graduating because of this, there’ll definitely be a coup from me.