<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 08:11:59 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>A Bad Good Girl In Bangkok</title><description>My adventures in Bangkok, which is the City Of Angels in Thailand, which is The Land Of Smiles.</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-4567218427688000884</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T11:04:32.328-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paris</title><description>Wow, I am so tired. I went to Paris with my boss and it was great. Paris is called the City of Lights but I don’t know why because the lights weren’t that wonderful, but the city was so pretty, much more pretty than Bangkok. Actually Bangkok is called the City of Angels even though there are no angels in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to Paris was an adventure because it was hard to get a visa. My boss had already got me the ticket so I thought it would be easy to get a visa but it wasn’t. I called the number of the French Embassy in Bangkok but they said that I had to have an interview but that I couldn’t have an interview until the end of July. I said that my boss wanted me to go on July 6 and they said that didn’t matter, I had to wait for my interview. It made me cry I was so sad. It’s not fair because French people can come to Thailand with no visa so why can’t Thai people go to France without a visa? I cried and I cried even though I was in the office. My boss was very kind and he phoned the Embassy but even though he is American they wouldn’t listen to him either. It’s like French people don’t care.  Then my boss had a plan. He said we could ask the Austrian Embassy instead. He said that you can use the same visa for France and Austria and for lots of other countries. I called the Austrian Embassy and you know what, they gave me a visa the very next day. I couldn’t believe it. I told the Austrian Embassy that I was planning to visit Austria even though that wasn’t really true but they didn’t even ask to see my ticket. They gave me the visa which is valid for six months and which lets me go to almost every country in Europe, but not England or Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew on Thai Airways. My boss went business class and I went in economy which was fair because he was paying. Actually economy was quite good and I was sitting next to a girl from Udon Thani who was going to work as a chef in a Thai restaurant in Nice. She said she was getting a salary of two thousand Euros a month which is more than one hundred thousand baht a month. That is a fortune. She said her mum taught her to cook and that it is a hard job but she was happy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only in Paris for four days and it was hard work but I did get some time to go out and I went up the Eiffel Tower which was amazing and went on a boat down the river. It rained a bit which wasn’t so good but the city was so beautiful that I didn’t care. The fashion show went really well and I met a designer from a French company who said that I could send him my designs and he would look at them so maybe one day I will have my dream and be a designer in Paris. I enjoy working for my boss but what I really want to do is to be a designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back in Bangkok and so tired that I do not think I will go out tonight even though I want to go and earn some money. Maybe I will go to Gullivers on Sunday night. Now I am not scared to go to Gullivers on my own because I know many girls there. I keep thinking about the girl I met on the plane. Her name is Oy. Oy is earning a hundred thousand baht a month which is more than three thousand baht a day. She has to work for one day to get the same amount of money that I get for going with a farang for an hour or two. I am not sure who has the harder job. Oy said that she enjoyed her job and sometimes I do to. But one thing is for sure, I could not go to Gullivers every day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-4567218427688000884?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/paris.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>30</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-6664158405014977721</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 10:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T11:03:16.927-07:00</atom:updated><title>My first sandwich</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I have been so busy this week with almost no time for myself. My boss has a contract with an Italian designer and we are helping him get ready for a show in Paris next month. My boss says I might be able to go with him and I am so excited because I have never been to France before. The work is hard because the designs are quite complicated and we are using patterned fabrics some times. Plain fabrics are easier because you have more flexibility when you mark up the patterns. It is funny really that the design on the fabric is called a pattern but the marks I make on the fabric before it is cut are also called a pattern. It is confusing. English is a confusing language because sometimes a word can mean different things even though it is the same word. And so many words sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the patterns make the patterns difficult. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Isn&lt;/span&gt;’t it funny to read that, but I know what I mean! Now I am doing five or six patterns a day which is a lot and it makes my head hurt because I have to concentrate really hard. I do not think a computer will ever be able to do my job because you have to be very creative. Sometimes the most efficient way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t the best way, especially if the fabric is patterned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I will be able to go out next Saturday because I think by then I will be exhausted. Last Saturday I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gullivers&lt;/span&gt; with Anne and it was very busy with lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;farangs&lt;/span&gt;. I am a bit shy about what happened actually because Anne and I went with the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;farang&lt;/span&gt;. I do not mean one after the other, I mean at the same time. Anne said she had never done it before and neither had I but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;farang&lt;/span&gt; paid us 3,000 baht each and we only had to stay with him for an hour. He had a suite at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt; Marriott Hotel and his name was Steven, with a ‘v’ he said because some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;farangs&lt;/span&gt; spell Steven with a ‘&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ph&lt;/span&gt;’ in the middle so it is written as Stephen. That is another way that English is confusing because ‘&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ph&lt;/span&gt;’ is normally said like it was an ‘f’ but in Stephen it is said as if it was a ‘v’. Sometimes English makes my head hurt more than drawing patterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven was about forty and was quite good-looking with brown hair that was going grey a bit and green eyes. I had never seen a man with green eyes before. I do not understand why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;farangs&lt;/span&gt; have eyes of many different colours but Thai people only ever have brown eyes. I Think Thai men would look very good with brown or blue eyes. Steven was from Ireland but Anne kept calling it Iceland which was funny. Ireland is next to England but they are different countries. Steven was quite funny and he made us laugh a lot. I think Irish people like to have fun and make jokes. I think they like to drink a lot because he drank more than eight pints of beer while he was talking to us and he kept buying us Bacardi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Breezers&lt;/span&gt;. I like the orange Bacardi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Breezer&lt;/span&gt; best, but Anne thinks that the lemon one tastes better. Steven just liked beer. He said he was in Thailand on business. He works for a company that helps banks change their computer systems and you know what, he has worked for Anne’s bank before but she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t tell him that. After he had been talking to us for some time he asked us how much it was for a sandwich so I asked a waitress for a menu and showed him that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Gullivers&lt;/span&gt; has lots of sandwiches and they are not too expensive. Steven laughed and said that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t what he meant, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t hungry. He said a sandwich was when one man went with two girls. Anne and I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t understand what he meant so he told us – the girls are like the bread in the sandwich and the man is the filling, in the middle. Anne and I were surprised, then shocked, but then he said he would give us 3,000 baht each so we said okay. It was my first time doing a sandwich and Anne said it was too, but I am not sure if she was telling the truth because she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t shy at all but I was. I tried to keep a towel around me and wanted the light off but Anne said it was more fun if the light was on. She made love to Steven and told me to kiss him which I did and then I started to enjoy it. I think I was a bit drunk really. Steven wanted me and Anne to kiss but I said I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t do that and he said that was okay. I think I would have to be very very drunk to kiss another girl. Steven seemed very happy having his sandwich and I was very happy with the three thousand baht he gave me so everyone was happy. He said he came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Gullivers&lt;/span&gt; a lot and that he would see us again and I said that would be great. He said he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t have a girlfriend and that was a surprise because he was a nice guy and generous and I think a lot of girls would like to be his girlfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-6664158405014977721?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-sandwich.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-6814319344078995018</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-16T09:20:20.472-07:00</atom:updated><title>Singapore</title><description>Saturday night was great. I went with Anne to Gullivers and we met Boo there and a girl called Cat who was quite pretty and had very big breasts. She said she had an operation to put silicon in them and it cost more than a hundred thousand baht. That is a lot of money but her breasts did look really good. She had a big tattoo on her back as well which didn’t look so good. Cat said that she normally worked in Singapore and that a lot of Thai girls work there. She said she can earn six hundred Singapore dollars for short time which is fourteen thousand baht! I was so surprised but Cat said that farangs in Singapore had more money than farangs in Bangkok and that there were not many Cheap Charlies. I bought her a Heineken beer and had a long talk with her. Actually I was more interested in talking to her than I was in looking for farangs, which annoyed Anne a bit. After a while she said that she was going to the German Bar with Boo and I said okay because I wanted to stay and talk to Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat said that Thai people don’t need visas to go to Singapore, but they are not supposed to work there so you have to lie a bit and say that you are going for a holiday. If you are lucky the immigration officer at the airport will let you stay for a month but usually they say you can stay for two weeks. That’s enough, Cat said, because in two weeks if you are lucky you can earn almost two hundred thousand baht, which is a fortune. I think not many farangs can make two hundred thousand baht in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat said that most Thai girls work in a place called Orchard Towers which has lots of bars. There are bars with Thai girls, bars with girls from the Philippines and bars with girls from Indonesia. And there are a lot of katoeys who work in Bangkok, they go to Singapore to work, too. Katoeys are ladyboys, and you don’t see them in Gullivers but Cat said you see a lot of them in Orchard Towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Cat where she stayed and she said that she stays in a flat with lots of Thai girls. There are usually six or seven or eight sleeping there and they only pay twenty Singapore dollars a night which is not expensive. Cat said that she would take me if I wanted to go because I was very pretty and she was sure I would make good money in Singapore. That was a nice thing to say and I think I might try if I can get my boss to give me time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren’t too many farangs in Gullivers because it was early so we decided to go and see Anne and Boo in the German Bar. We went through the alley from Soi 5 to Soi 7 and on the way Cat said she wanted to go into the pool bar, the one I had been in before. She knew two of the girls who worked there because they had worked in Singapore before so we went in and said hello to them. The manager knew Cat and he came over and gave her a hug. His name is Ben and he is from France and he is quite cute. He is a bit old but he has a good body and a ponytail. Ben kept joking with me and asking for my phone number but I didn’t give it to him because I don’t think Ben will ever be my customer because he lives in Bangkok and has a lot of pretty girls working for him. While we were drinking with Ben, Anne and Boo walked by and they saw us so they came in for a drink too and then Anne and I went back to Gullivers. I asked Anne about Singapore and she said that it was a good idea but you had to be careful of the police in Singapore. I asked her if she would go with me but she said that she wouldn’t be able to get time off from her bank. That doesn’t matter because Cat said I could go with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Gullivers and there were more farangs there so we got some Cokes and sat by the door and smiled at tourists and I was lucky because in just ten minutes I saw a nice guy called John who said he was in Bangkok for a conference and he didn’t know anyone and I laughed and said that now he knew me. He was staying at the Landmark Hotel, in a suite, and he gave me three thousand baht for less than one hour. Anne didn’t have a customer and I phoned her when I had finished with John because it was only eleven o’clock and she was still in Gullivers so I went back to see her. My plan was to have a drink with her until she got a customer, but that’s not what happened. Two Norwegian men came over to us and started talking to us. They were so funny and spoke very good English even though they were from Norway. The one who liked me was called Eric and he was fat but had really nice blonde hair that was so soft to touch, and his skin was so white, like a baby’s skin. They were staying in the Shangri-La Hotel which is a five-star hotel near the river. All four of us went back to the hotel together and I went to Eric’s room while Anne went with her friend. We stayed for two hours so I got home at three o’clock in the morning and it was only when I got home and counted my money that I realised I had made love to two men I didn’t know in one night and that I had made six thousand baht plus two hundred baht that Eric gave me for my taxi home. Six thousand baht in one night. That is a lot of money, but fourteen thousand baht would be better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-6814319344078995018?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/singapore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>37</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-4315216693203857241</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-14T03:53:53.470-07:00</atom:updated><title>Bad Men</title><description>One of my favourite websites is &lt;a href="http://www.whatismatt.com/top100/"&gt;http://www.whatismatt.com/top100/&lt;/a&gt; It’s a page where you can find most of the blogs that talk about Thailand. Every time I go to the site I find something new to read. Now there are a lot of blogs written about Thailand and unless you know where they are you would never find them. My blog is on it too! People can vote if they like the sites and give them between one star and five stars. That way you know if the blog is good or not. I think I have three stars which is in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week somebody hacked into the site and destroyed the list of blogs. They only did it because they wanted to cause mischief and now the farang who runs the site has had to do it all again. It made me think about the person who hacked into my site and who said bad things about me. I don’t understand why anybody would do that. The Whatismatt site is there to help people. It isn’t there to make money or hurt people, it is a resource free for everyone to use. Why would anyone want to destroy that? It was the same with the person who hacked my site. It didn’t do anybody any good, it was just done because someone wanted to hurt me. I think that maybe the guy who hacked the Whatismatt site is the man who hacked my site too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I think it is a man? Because girls do not do nasty things like that. Really, they don’t. If a girl doesn’t like you she will tell you to your face, not be sneaky like a coward. I will tell you something else, too. I am sure it was a farang who destroyed the Whatismatt site because I do not think a Thai person would be nasty like that. I think it is what a farang would do. Thai people are not sneaky like that. It is like graffiti. When I was in America and Italy I saw lots of graffiti on walls and buildings. Most of it was not pretty, it was just ugly. In Thailand there is not much graffiti. There is nothing good about graffiti, it is just a way of causing damage and I think that is what farangs like to do but Thais do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am going to Gullivers with Anne. I have brought a new dress to wear which I think is quite sexy. I was lucky this week because the money that Rich sent me came in an air mail envelope from England. He sent me ten thousand baht, and I was so happy. He said he was going to send me six thousand baht but he sent ten thousand which was so kind of him. I sent him a text message saying that he was very special to me and it is true, he is. Then he sent me a text saying that he didn’t want to make love to his wife because all he could think about was me. I sent him a text back saying that he could make love to her while he was thinking about me if that would make him happy and he sent me a text back saying that I was crazy. Rich really is rich, I think. I wish he would send me ten thousand baht every month. I hope I find another rich farang again tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-4315216693203857241?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-men.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-4826178797999931271</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 18:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-09T11:40:24.000-07:00</atom:updated><title>Back To Gullivers</title><description>Sometimes I am so lucky. Not all the time of course because if I was lucky all the time then I would just keep buying lottery tickets and I would never have to work again. But I am lucky with people, most of the time. On Thursday Rich phoned me from England. He said that he was sorry that I had left so quickly and that he still owed me money. I said it was okay because it was my own fault but he said that he wanted to pay me so he would send the money to me. Six thousand baht! He asked me for my address so I gave it to him and he said he would post it to me which is great. I was so grateful because really he didn’t have to and he did buy me my iPhone. I love my phone. It is so much better than my old Nokia. The camera is really good and it plays lost of music and it has a touch screen which is the coolest thing ever. I already have more than a hundred pictures of myself on it and fifty music tracks. I have a friend called Jee who knows how to download songs for free on the Internet so she is giving me songs for my iPhone. Rich said he missed me and I said that I missed him too and he said that he was trying to find a way of getting back to Bangkok to see me which was sweet. He said he didn’t want to make love to his wife again which I thought was a silly thing to say because all men want sex and he can’t have sex with me because he is so far away so he might as well have sex with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I went out with Anne again and we went to Gullivers. One of the girls there who is a friend of Anne’s said that two men had been asking about me and my blog but that they weren’t there then so that was okay. Anne and I decided that we would stop using Anne and Wan as our names and that we would use other names so that no one would know who we are really. We sat at the main bar because all the tables were full and ordered Cokes and after just ten minutes a farang came over to Anne and started talking to her. His name was Jeremy and he was from Dublin which is in Ireland and he was on holiday. He bought us both drinks and then asked Anne to go with him and he said that he would give her two thousand and five hundred baht so she said yes. She asked me if I minded and I said it was okay because I know she needs the money. I went over to talk to the girl who had told us about the two men. Her name is Boo which means crab and she was older than me, more than thirty, and has two children who stay with her mother in her home in Saraburi. She is quite pretty but she had a tattoo of a flower on her arm which I do not think is very pretty. I think tattoos are low class, actually. Boo said that she used to work in a massage parlour in Sukhumkvit Soi 22 but that the money was not so good so she came to Gullivers instead. She said that when she worked in the massage parlour she got paid two three hundred baht a day by the boss and she could keep the tips that customers gave her. Sometimes if the customer wanted sex she would get a thousand baht or five hundred baht but some days she wouldn’t get any customers who wanted sex so the money was not good. She said that if she went to Gullivers or the German Bar she could get a customer who would pay her two thousand baht or more so it was better to go to the bar than to spend all day in the massage parlour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I did not know about the German Bar and she said that she would show me. Gullivers is on Sukhumvit Soi 5 and the German Bar is on Sukhumvit Soi 7. Boo paid her bill and she took me outside and we walked up to Sukhumvit but then we turned right down an alley. The alley went to Sukhumvit Soi 7 where the German Bar is. Half way down the alley is a bar with pool tables and Boo said that girls could work there but that you had to be able to play pool. She said the manager was a French guy who was cute and he liked pretty girls to work in his bar. At the end of the alley we got to Sukhumvit Soi 7 and we turned left and there was the German Bar. Actually I did not see the name of the bar but Boo said that everyone called it the German Bar even though she had never seen anybody there who spoke German. It was a big bar but not as big as Gullivers, and it was mainly girls in there. There were a lot more girls than farangs. Most of the farangs seemed more low class than the farangs in Gullivers, and most of them seemed quite old. At the entrance were a lot of girls who were quite old, too, a lot of them were more than thirty I think and like Boo a lot of them had tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a really big bar in a circle that seemed to go on for ever and it was quite noisy. There are no pool tables like there are in Gullivers. Really it was just a bar and nothing else though there were some tables where people could eat. The roof was just metal like they have on the houses near where I live in Chiang Mai and there weren’t any pretty waitresses like there are in Gullivers. All the staff were working inside the bar so you had to go up to the bar to buy a drink. There were stools all the way around the bar and I think that three quarters of the stools had women and girls and one quarter had farangs. I think that it would be quite difficult to get a farang in the German Bar because there are so many girls. But Boo said that because most of the girls were old and not very pretty then it was easy to get a farang if you were pretty. I think she might be right because when we walked around the bar a lot of farangs smiled at me. Boo and I spoke to one man who said he was from England and he said he wantedto go with us both and that he would pay us two thousand baht. I thought he meant two thousand baht each but he didn’t, he meant one thousand baht which is stupid because I am not cheap like that. Boo said that a lot of farangs in the German Bar were Cheap Charlies and only wanted to pay a thousand baht or even less. I said I would not go with a farang for less than two thousand five hundred baht and she said that was fair because I was young and pretty. She said that sometimes she went with farangs for a thousand baht if she needed money to send to her children but she isn’t as pretty as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo said that she would go to Gullivers first but if she couldn’t find a farang there she would go down the alley to the German Bar and see if she could find a farang there. Then she would go back and forward between Gullivers and the German Bar until she found a farang. Gullivers closes at one o’clock so I asked her what she did if she didn’t find a farang by then and she said that then she goes to the disco at the Nana Hotel where there are a lot of farangs and that if she couldn’t find a farang there she would go to the car park outside the Nana Hotel. The Nana Hotel is in Sukhumvit Soi 4 which is where Nana Plaza is. I have never been to Nana Plaza but Thai people know that there are a lot of go-go bars there and a lot of farangs go there to get girls. Boo said she would take me there sometime and she gave me her phone number so that I can call her. I said that I wanted to get a farang from Gullivers and she said okay so we went back to Soi 5 and I bought her a Coke while we looked for farangs. I was lucky again because after about an hour two American men came over. One was called Bill and he liked me. He was from Chicago which is the Windy City and he was on holiday with his friend Sam. Bill and Sam were both divorced and they both hated American women. They said that American women were fat and lazy and only cared about money. They said that Thai women were different and they both wanted to marry Thai women one day. Sam went with Boo and I went back to Bill’s hotel with him and he paid me three thousand baht, which is great. Thai women are not fat and lazy like American women but really I think we like money as much as they do. I didn’t say that to Bill, but I did wai him when he gave me three thousand baht and he said that was cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-4826178797999931271?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-gullivers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-5721621477282792710</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-02T10:13:50.411-07:00</atom:updated><title>I got my iPhone!</title><description>I am in so much trouble with my boss. I think if I am not careful I will lose my job. I am so stupid and it is all my fault. I was late for the fitting, that is what happened. I was supposed to go with my boss to see the VIP customer and I was late getting into the office because I overslept and my boss went on his own and he was so angry at me. He doesn’t shout when he is angry, he is like a Thai. He just goes quiet and doesn’t smile and when I said I was sorry he just said ‘Mai pen rai’ butI know he doesn’t mean ‘mai pen rai’ I know that it is a big problem and that he is thinking about sacking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept because I was tired and I was tired because I was with a customer for two days. Well, for two nights really. The customer was Rich, the farang that I met in the Hard Rock Café last week. He phoned me from Pattaya to say that he was coming back to Bangkok on Saturday night and did I want to see him and I said yes, of course, if he gave me three thousand baht. Then he surprised me by saying he wanted me to stay all night and that if I did that he would pay me six thousand baht which is a lot of money so I said yes, even though I had never spent a whole night with a farang. I phoned Anne and said that I could not go out with her and she said okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich was staying at the Novotel Hotel in Siam Square again but he was in a different room this time.  He took me for dinner in the restaurant which was really nice and I had pasta which tasted really good and then he took me to the nightclub downstairs which was fun. There were a lot of farangs in the nightclub and I saw a lot of girls who looked like they were there to find farangs. I think I will ask Anne if sometimes we can go to the nightclub because I think we will find it easy to get farangs there. It is called Concept CM2 and it was expensive but really good. Rich is a good dancer and it was fun dancing with him, even though he is quite old. He is almost as old as my father and my father would never dance in a nightclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich said that his friends were still in Pattaya playing golf but that he wanted to see me so he had come back early which I thought was very sweet of him. He said his friends were coming back on Sunday night and then they were all flying back to London on Monday. He asked me if I would see him on Sunday night and I said okay if he wanted to pay me another six thousand baht and he laughed and said that money wasn’t important to him. I didn’t say anything but what I think is that money is the most important thing in the world. If you don’t have money then you have nothing. It is easy for Rich to say that money isn’t important but Rich is rich and I am not rich. It is funny to say that Rich is rich but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Rich’s room and he made love to me. It was funny but I didn’t want to sleep while he was there so I watched television.  In the morning he made love to me again and then I got dressed to go home. Rich said he wanted to spend the day with me and that he wanted me to show him around Bangkok but I said I was tired and had to go home. Then he said that he’d take me shopping so I said okay. He wanted to know where a good place to go shopping was so I said Siam Paragon which is the best shopping centre in Thailand and maybe in the whole world.  Siam Paragon is quite close to Siam Square so we walked over. Shopping with Rich was so much fun. He asked me what I wanted and I said that what I wanted most in the world was an iPhone and he said no problem he would buy me an iPhone and he did! I was so happy that I kissed him in the shop. He just bought it for me, just like that, and he paid for it with a gold American Express card. My boss has a gold American Express card but he has never bought me anything like an iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he took my to buy clothes. He bought me a Dolce and Gabbana jacket which looks beautiful. I did see ome Dolce and Gabbana watches and I looked at them but Rich didn’t offer to buy me one even though I said how pretty they looked. I did not ask him for a watch because I did not want him to think I was greedy. After we had been shopping he asked me if I would take him to see the Grand Palace but I was too tired so I said I had to go and see my mother and that I would see him later that night. Then I went home to sleep because I was so tired. Rich gave me six thousand baht and five hundred baht for my taxi, which was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at seven o’clock in the evening and I phoned Anne and asked her if she wanted to go with me to the Siam Novotel because Rich’s friend Simon would be there. Rich said that Simon would pay her three thousand baht again and she said okay. We went to the hotel at nine o’clock and Rich and Simon took us to dinner at the Hard Rock Café and then we went to CM2 again. Anne agreed with me that CM2 would be a good place to meet farangs and that we should definitely go there some time. Simon wanted Anne to stay overnight but she said that she had to go to work on Monday so she went home at midnight. I stayed with Rich and again I didn’t want to sleep so I watched television but I was so tired that I fell asleep and I didn’t wake up until ten o’clock in the morning which is why I was late for work and why my boss is angry with me. I had to rush, rush, rush and I didn’t shower and I was in such a hurry I forgot to get the six thousand baht from Rich. I am so stupid. But it is not too bad because I did get six thousand five hundred baht for Saturday night and I do have my iPhone which is the best phone ever. But I am sorry that I have made my boss angry and I hope that I do not lose my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-5721621477282792710?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-my-iphone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>25</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-8824743677199841671</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-30T11:22:22.963-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Special Dress</title><description>I have been so busy this week and I am so happy. I was with my boss with a very special customer. She is so special but I can not tell anyone. She is having a special dress made and my boss is making it and I am helping with the marking and cutting because it has to be perfect. I am so excited but it is a big, big secret so I can not tell anyone. Normally when I mark out a pattern I am paid one hundred baht but for this job my boss is paying me one thousand baht. We have already done it three times but each time we have had to start again and we have had to throw away what we had done.  The dress is going to be made of very expensive silk and it is hard to work with and the design is a mixture of Thai and modern and is really something very special. It is almost done and on Monday we go for a fitting and I am very excited about that. You know, I think all Thai people will see the dress that I helped make on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne phoned me yesterday and asked if I wanted to go to Gullivers tomorrow and I said yes but that I was a bit worried that my stalker might come up to me again. I said I would rather go to the Hard Rock Café and Anne said she would try to think of somewhere else that might be a good place to meet farangs. She said there are quite a few bars where girls can find farangs with money and that we didn’t have to go to Gullivers.  Really, I think I might start going out more than once a week. Even if I get three thousand baht it is not a lot. I have not bought my iPhone yet because I do not have enough money. If I can get three thousand baht to go with a farang and I go twice a week that will mean I will earn twenty-four thousand baht every month. I do not think Anne wants to go out twice a week and I am not sure that I am brave enough to go out on my own. I didn’t want to tell Anne that because then she might think that I am using her, but what I really want is to find someone else I can go out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I really need is for someone to take care of me. Not like a husband because I do not want to get married yet, but it would be perfect if I could be a mia noi. A mia noi is like a second wife. A lot of rich men in Thailand have mia nois. If I was a mia noi I would get a lot of money and I would not have to go to places like Gullivers. But I am not sure how I can be a mia noi. I do not think that farangs have mia nois. What I really want is to find a farang who does not live in Thailand but who can send me money to take care of me, but I think that is just a dream. Maybe if I wish really hard I will meet a man like that on Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-8824743677199841671?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/special-dress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-7855285274754789038</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 08:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T16:41:46.487-08:00</atom:updated><title>My Stalker Again</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDkqyPgdc_I/AAAAAAAAACI/0SqJ6eqe7tY/s1600-h/hard+rock+bangkok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204237887047824370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDkqyPgdc_I/AAAAAAAAACI/0SqJ6eqe7tY/s320/hard+rock+bangkok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I met my stalker last night, but I’m not sure. Anne and I got to Gullivers at about eight o’clock and it was busy because it wasn’t raining much, just a little. We got a table under the big red car that they have on display. It is on a pole and it turns around slowly and I was a little bit worried that it might fall down on our heads but of course it didn’t. There were quite a lot of farangs playing pool but usually the ones who are there to play pool don’t want to go with girls, they just want to play. There were some very sexy girls playing pool, too. I wish I was good at playing pool but I think you have to practise a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought some Cokes and we kept smiling at farangs who looked like tourists and then a guy came up to our table and asked Anne if her name was Anne and she smiled and said yes, it was. So he sat down and smiled at me and said that I must be Wan and that he had read my blog. I was so surprised but I tried not to show it so I just smiled and said no, my name was Dao and I said I didn’t know what a blog was. He wasn’t a tourist because he started speaking in Thai to me saying that he wanted to go short time with me and that he would pay me two thousand baht but now I was a bit scared because he had a funny look in his eyes. I told him that I was only in Gullivers to meet a friend and that I had to go soon but then he started talking about the blog and how he didn’t believe it and then I was sure he was my stalker. I wanted to tell Anne that we should go because I was scared but I couldn’t because he spoke Thai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t told Anne that I was writing my blog so she didn’t know what was happening and she didn’t know how he knew our names. He grabbed my arm and he said that he liked me and that he wanted to go with me but I said no I didn’t do that sort of thing and that I had to go. I told Anne that we had to go but I couldn’t tell her why but she came with me anyway and we got into a taxi outside Gullivers. I kept looking behind me to see if the farang was following us but he wasn’t, but I was still so scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go home but Anne said that I was silly and she said that we should go to the Hard Rock Café in Siam Square so that is what we did. I had been there before in the daytime. Actually my boss took me there when we had meetings with some people from Siam Paragon. It is quite expensive but a really nice place. It was still early and not very busy so we got a table not to far from the stage where the band plays and I ordered a beer because I wanted a drink because I was so shocked. Anne had a beer, too. Then I told Anne all about my blog and she was a bit shocked. She was surprised that I had written about my life and I said that it was okay because I hadn’t used my real name and she asked me if I wrote about her and I said yes and she was a bit upset that I had used her real name and that I had said that she worked for a bank. But she wasn’t angry and after a while she said that it was funny but that we shouldn’t go to Gullivers again for a while just in case my stalker came back. And she made me promise never to put my picture or her picture on the blog and I promised that. She said she wanted to read it so I said okay and later today she is coming to my room and I will take her to the internet café and show her. I hope she thinks it is funny and does not get angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were quite a lot of farangs in Hard Rock Café. Most were with girls. It was funny because most of the farangs were old and the girls were young, but the farangs were behaving as if they were teenagers and not old men. When the band came on it was the farangs who wanted to dance, even though they couldn’t dance very well. I don’t know why farang men like to behave like children when they are with Thai girls, but often they do. The band was really good and we listened to the music, then Anne smiled at two farangs and they came over. One was called Simon and he was a farmer from England. Farmers in England are not poor like farmers in Thailand. Farmers in England are rich. The farang who spoke to me was called Richard and he said that his name was Rich but he wasn’t which was funny. He was a farmer too and they were both staying at the Siam Novotel which is not far from the Hard Rock Café. They were on a golf holiday with their friends from Norfolk which is in the east of England, I think. That was funny because farmers in the east of Thailand are the poorest farmers in the country. Anne asked the men if they wanted to have fun with us and they both said they did and she said it would cost them three thousand baht and they said that was okay so we went back to the Siam Novotel with them. Rich was really sweet. He was about forty and had freckles across his nose and a funny way of laughing and I had a good time with him. I stayed for an hour and he gave me three thousand baht and then he gave me another five hundred for my taxi even though it costs only about one hundred baht to get from Siam Square to On Nut. He said that he was going to Pattaya to play golf on Sunday but they would be coming back to Bangkok so I gave him my phone number and asked him to call me. Anne was in the lobby waiting for me when I went downstairs. She didn’t have too good a time with Simon and he didn’t give her five hundred baht for the taxi. It was still only about midnight so we went back to the Hard Rock Café and this time we drank wine and danced to the music and then I ordered a burger for me and for Anne and I paid for it because I was so happy. I like Hard Rock Café and I think Anne and I are going to start going there to find farangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-7855285274754789038?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-stalker-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDkqyPgdc_I/AAAAAAAAACI/0SqJ6eqe7tY/s72-c/hard+rock+bangkok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-7097325350184292508</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T16:41:46.686-08:00</atom:updated><title>Working Girls</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDWQBfgdc-I/AAAAAAAAACA/xGrhtitntuA/s1600-h/2356-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203223299808392162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDWQBfgdc-I/AAAAAAAAACA/xGrhtitntuA/s320/2356-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne phoned me today to ask me if I heard about the English policeman who had been arrested for hiring prostitutes in Bangkok to send to work in England. I said that I hadn’t but she said it was in all the newspapers and she was right. The Thai police have arrested him because he took more than half a million baht from a woman and told her that she would have a job as a waitress in London. His name is Ian Shuttleworth and he used to be a policeman in England. The woman says that once she got to England she was forced to work as a prostitute, which is not good. Anne said that she knew three girls who had gone to England to work as prostitutes but no one had forced them. She said that a lot of girls worked in Singapore which was easier because Thai people do not need visas to go to Singapore but they do need visas to go to England and it is not easy to get a visa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne said she would tell me more on Saturday because she wanted to introduce me to a girl who used to work in London. I am quite excited to meet her but I am not sure if I could work in England. I love Thailand too much. I bought a new dress to wear on Saturday night. It is black and white and I think it is quite sexy. I hope it does not rain. Every day this week it has started raining at about eight o’clock and rained for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-7097325350184292508?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/working-girls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDWQBfgdc-I/AAAAAAAAACA/xGrhtitntuA/s72-c/2356-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-1342341776474782418</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 11:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T16:41:46.830-08:00</atom:updated><title>California Wow!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDKzUnF-oYI/AAAAAAAAABY/zwvnQoQ2MYU/s1600-h/californiawow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202417686239158658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDKzUnF-oYI/AAAAAAAAABY/zwvnQoQ2MYU/s320/californiawow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a holiday so I didn’t have to work. I went to the gym instead and exercised for more than three hours, but actually one hour of that was yoga and really I don’t think that is exercise. I am a member of California Wow! Actually I am a lifetime member and as I am only 26 I think it is good value. To be a member for lifetime is 15,000 baht. That is a good deal because I might use the gym for the next fifty years. That will mean it costs me just 300 baht a year which is really cheap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really good thing about California Wow! is that they play music really loud and they have lots of branches. They are building one at Soi Ekkamai which I will use when it is finished but now I go to the branch in Sukhumvit Soi 23. It is right on Sukhumvit Road and you can watch people walk by as you exercise which is good fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also have a branch on Sukhumvit Soi 31 but I do not think it is as good because it is for women only. Really, they do not allow men to go there. At first I thought it was a good idea to have a women-only gym but after I went there a few times I changed my mind. Most of the women who go to Soi 31 are not very pretty and they do not have good bodies. I think they go because they are shy about the way they look and so they do not want men to see them exercise. The girls who go to Soi 23 are proud of their bodies and want men to look at them. That is what I think, anyway. Also, a lot of the women who go to the women-only gym spend more time gossiping or talking on their mobile phones than they do exercising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I got to Sukhumvit Soi 23 to exercise. I think I have a very good body and I quite like it when men sneak looks at me. My breasts look good in my tight tops and I know that I have good legs because they are long and very straight and I am not fat at all. Sometimes I smile at the farang men in the gym but no one has ever asked me to go with them. It is funny because in Gullivers men just come up and ask for sex but no one does that at California Wow! I go on the Nordic skiing machine because that is a good way to stay fit and I go on an exercise bike for half an hour because that makes your thighs and your bum look good and then I use the weights machine to strengthen and tone my arms and my legs. I do the yoga because it makes my body feel good. My instructor is a Thai girl who is quite pretty and I she knows lots of different positions. I keep wanting to ask her if there is a starfish position but I think she might not understand the joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always feel really good after I have exercised. Really, I feel like having sex but I think I should not say that. I think that the California Wow! people know that exercising makes you feel sexy because they use very sexy models in all their advertising. That is why I went to talk to them about joining so it shows that advertising works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-1342341776474782418?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/california-wow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SDKzUnF-oYI/AAAAAAAAABY/zwvnQoQ2MYU/s72-c/californiawow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-7346119156568280964</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T21:13:57.476-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Stalker</title><description>The person who hacked into my account last week has just posted a comment which I think is a bit scary.  He wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know you've been online..i own your account, "gullivers" was such an easy give away(you are thick as pig shit to use that as a pass..hahaha...so funny..you are either thai or yet another farang deadbeat loser with shit for brains...hahahahaha) and kindly i STILL let you back in(i could have closed your account), all be it whilst leaving myself a back door :) ...... why not answer basic questions to validate that you are a real thai whore...my answer is..you cant....you are a faker.....i guess you are some loser farang who has wound up needing to be in Thailand, by way of his penis, (without any foresight or planning), and has no money and is such a pathetic peice of shit that he/she cant even earn a decent living here so has to resort to pretending to he thai whore and get ad words income to make(or not) ends meet.hahaha....i am so glad i am not you..hahahahahhahahahahhahah.LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSER !!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do?  He got into my blog before and changed it and he says he will do it again. That is not fair and I do not know why he hates me so much. Does anyone know what I can do to stop him? Really I think he might be a bit crazy. Now I am worried that he might go to Gullivers and try and hurt me. Can anyone tell me what I should do please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-7346119156568280964?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-stalker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-1186397235079690997</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-18T04:10:18.496-07:00</atom:updated><title>Staying All Night</title><description>Anne and I got to Gullivers at about half past eight and it wasn’t so busy so we got a table near the door which Anne said was the best place to sit because you could see everyone who came in. I kept smiling at the farangs that I thought were tourists but after a while Anne said I was smiling too much and that I should just smile a little bit. She said that if you smile too much the men think you are desperate. It was best to be casual, she said, so I smiled casually. I had on a short denim skirt and a black jacket and under it a white top and I think I looked sexy, but not as sexy as Anne because she had on a short black dress that was just straps at the back. Everyone looked at her when she came in. I was so surprised because I usually see her when she has been working at the bank and then she does not look sexy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about half past nine it started raining and for a while hardly anyone came into the bar because it was so wet outside. Anne introduced me to two of her friends, a girl called Ning and a call called Apple. They were both really nice. They work in a beauty parlor near the Emporium and they both had really nice make up. They said that they would teach me how to do make up sometime, which was nice of them. We talked about Manchester City. The Thai All-Stars beat them 3-1 and Anne said maybe all the English team had been with Thai girls the night before so they had no power! We all laughed. Really though it is a big problem for Mr Thaksin because it means he has lost face and face is very important for Thai people. If it was a Thai team I think maybe he would try to punish them but he can not because Manchester City is an English team. You know the Thai papers said that Mr Thaksin told the Manchester City players that they had to wai him at the start of every match and they all said no. In Thailand, not many people say no to Mr Thaksin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eleven o’clock the rain stopped and more people started coming in. A farang came over to talk to Anne. His name was Tim and he was from England, on holiday with some friends who were playing pool. After about ten minutes Anne said that she would go with him to his hotel for three thousand baht and he said two thousand and she said two thousand five hundred and he said okay. Anne asked me if I was okay on my own and I said I was because by now I am used to being in Gullivers. A lot of the waitresses know me and smile at me when they see me. Also there were a lot of farangs there and while Anne was talking to Tim I saw quite a few men looking at me. As soon as Anne went with Tim, one of the men who had been looking at me came over. He was nicely dressed in long pants and a long-sleeved shirt which did worry me a bit because that’s what English teachers wear but he wasn’t a teacher, he works for a firm of lawyers in Hong Kong and he was not a Cheap Charlie. He bought me three drinks and really he was very nice to talk to. His name was David and he was quite funny and he made me laugh but he didn’t know much about Thailand and he couldn’t speak Thai, which was good. We have a saying in Thailand – Farang Roo Mark Mai Dee – which means that the farang who knows too much isn’t a good thing. David said he had come to Gullivers to meet his friend but his friend had not turned up so he didn’t know what to do and I said that for three thousand baht we could go to his hotel and he said that sounded like a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hotel was the Conrad, which is quite far from Gullivers, but it was really nice and the room was the best hotel room I have ever been in. I tried really hard not to be a starfish with David and I think I made him happy. When I got up to go he asked me if I could stay all night and I said that my mum was sick and I had to take care of her and he said that if I did stay he would pay me another two thousand baht so I said okay. He made love to me again in the morning so we had sex twice for five thousand baht which is two thousand five hundred baht each time which is quite good money. And he gave me one hundred baht for my taxi back to On Nut so I was happy. He gave me his card and I gave him my telephone number because really I would be quite happy to see him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-1186397235079690997?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/staying-all-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-9009914767396210971</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-17T04:28:14.058-07:00</atom:updated><title>Stealing from customers</title><description>I phoned Anne today to see if she is going to Gullivers tonight and she is so that’s good news. She said she would come to my room at seven o’clock and we can go in a taxi together. She also told me some news which was really interesting. Manchester City football team are in Bangkok to play a game tonight against a Thai team at the Rajamangala National Stadium. That is not the news, because everyone knows that. The former Prime Minister of Thailand, Khun Thaksin, bought the football team last year. But this is the first time that his team has come to Thailand to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Anne said that one of the Manchester City players picked up a girl who used to go to Gullivers a lot. Really! Anne knows someone who knows her. And the girl stole money from the football player while he was asleep. I asked her how she knew and she said that the girl had told a friend and the friend had called Anne to tell her. He took her to their hotel. The team is staying at the Pathumwan Princess hotel. I was so shocked but Anne said that some times girls did steal from farangs. I asked Anne where the player had met the girl and she said it was at the Hard Rock Café. I had been there many times and I did not realise it was a place where girls can meet farangs but Anne said it was a good place to go to get customers and that we should go some time. I have been in the day at weekends because I like their burgers but Anne said at night there was a live band and that many farangs went there to get Thai girls for sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Anne which player it was but she said she didn’t know and the football team is saying it didn’t happen because it makes them look stupid but it did happen. I would never steal money from a customer. If someone pays me to go with them then I am doing a job and there is no need to steal. It would be like stealing from my boss and I would never ever do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-9009914767396210971?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/stealing-from-customers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-6662490417635085808</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-14T03:53:14.506-07:00</atom:updated><title>If I was rich</title><description>I love my country. Thailand is the best country in the world. It means Land Of The Free and it really is. I think people in Thailand have more freedom than anywhere else in the world. I stayed in New York for six months and New York is great but there are many rules and laws and people always seemed to be telling me what to do. In New York, a police man can give you a ticket if you walk across a road when you are not supposed to. How crazy is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I do not like about my country is that it is hard to get rich, especially if you are a girl. Men do all the big jobs and get the big salaries, women only get good jobs if the come from rich families. A rich family and a good family is not the same thing. In Thailand there are many rich families but the people in the families behave badly. Sometimes they even hurt people and get away with it. Someone told me once that rich people never go to prison and really I think that is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are born into a rich family you will be rich your whole life. If you are born into a poor family you will stay poor all your life unless you are very lucky. My family is not really rich and not really poor, we are in the middle. But really I want to be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made a list of all the things I would buy if I was really rich. I want an iPhone and a Sony laptop, the pink one. I want a Honda Civic with pretty wheels. and I want a Dolce and Gabbana watch. I want a house in Chiang Mai, a teak house near a hill, and I want a big screen plasma television, a really big one, seventy-two inches maybe. I want a bathroom with a jacquizi and a swimming pool outside and I want a Golden Retriever dog and a Rottweiler to bark at any bad guys who come to my house. I want my own apartment in a nice part of Bangkok like Soi Thonglor and I want lots of Italian furniture because the Italians make really good furniture. I want a five baht gold necklace and a three baht gold bracelet and a diamond ring, a really big one. And world peace. That is what the beauty contestants always say when they are asked what they want, so that’s what I want too. I want world peace. And a new nose. I think I can get a new nose for about ten thousand baht. I think I will look prettier if I have a farang nose. And that’s everything I will buy, when I’m rich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-6662490417635085808?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-i-was-rich.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-4707890245730896174</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-13T09:52:17.129-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hourly, monthly, yearly</title><description>I have cable TV in my room and I was watching a comedy show on True Series today and something made me laugh so much. It was a man talking to a prostitute and asking how much she would charge for sex. She said a hundred dollars. (It is an Australian show, I think). The man asks how much for two hours and she says two hundred dollars. And if he wanted her all night it would be a thousand dollars. If he wanted her for a week it would be five thousand dollars. He is still thinking about it and she carries on talking. She’d stay with him for a month for twenty thousand dollars. And if he wants her to be his girlfriend then that will be fifty thousand dollars. He asks how much would it cost to marry her and she says a hundred thousand dollars with fifty thousand dollars for each child she has. Then he asks her if they can still have sex after she has had their children and she slaps his face and calls him a pervert!  I laughed so much. But it did make me think. I will go with a man for an hour for three thousand baht or maybe two thousand baht but I hadn’t thought about how much I would want to spend a whole night with a man. I think I would stay all night for ten thousand baht but really I would not want to spend all night with a farang. And what if he wanted to stay with me for a week? I think I would ask for thirty thousand baht. And for a month, maybe eighty thousand baht. But a year? Can you imagine being paid to stay with a man for a whole year? But in a way, I suppose that’s what marriage usually is, isn’t it? A man takes care of a woman and pays her to stay with him. I think paying for one hour is more fair, really. It rained a lot today and I got wet going home after work. I hope it is not raining again on Saturday because I want to go to Gullivers again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-4707890245730896174?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/hourly-monthly-yearly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-7039723043830836473</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T16:41:47.077-08:00</atom:updated><title>No More Cheap Charlies</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SC6_1HF-oXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3zCsKDbjFeU/s1600-h/inside+Gullivers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201305538817597810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SC6_1HF-oXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3zCsKDbjFeU/s320/inside+Gullivers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gullivers wasn’t so busy this week and when Anne and I went in there were a lot of free tables. There weren’t too many girls there and there won’t to many farangs as well which meant that for the first hour we sat there on our own drinking Cokes. Eventually a farang came over to talk to us after I smiled at him. Really he spoke to Anne more and he spoke to her in Thai. His Thai was really quite good. He said he liked Anne and wanted her to go back to his apartment in Soi 4 and that he would pay her 1,000 baht which is what he always paid but Anne said no, it wasn’t enough. His name was Robert which is quite a funny name because when you say it in a Thai accent it sounds like ra-bert which means an explosion. I think it would be very funny to shout ra-bert when you see him and to see what Thai people would do. A think a lot of them would run away. Robert was about forty and he said he was an English teacher and that he could give us English lessons but really my English is fine. Anne’s is quite good but not as good as mine but she did not want English lessons, she just wanted money from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked to us for half an hour but didn’t buy us any drinks. He said that 1,000 baht was his highest price. When Anne said no he asked me if I would go with him for 1,000 and I said no, of course not. When he left us Anne said that he was a ‘Cheap Charlie’. She said that a lot of farangs who lived in Thailand were Cheap Charlies because they do not earn a lot of money. Especially English teachers, she said. They only earn about thirty or forty thousand baht a month, which is not a lot for a farang. She said it was my fault for smiling at him but I said that I didn’t know that he was a Cheap Charlie when I saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said you have to look carefully. For a start, they wear clothes that are quite cheap. And they often wear a fake watch. Like a fake Rolex. And Robert was wearing one of the yellow wristbands that say we love the king and only farangs who live in Thailand wear them. Also, he spoke to Thai and tourists do not speak Thai. Anne said it was always better to go with a tourist because tourists always had a lot of money and wanted to have a good time. Cheap Charlies like Robert only want to have sex and not pay a lot of money so it was best not to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we drank our Cokes and I looked around the bar for a tourist and I saw two. They looked like tourists because they were wearing shorts and sandals and black socks and they had t-shirts with Chang Beer and Singha Beer. It was funny because they were wearing the shirts as if they were designer labels but everyone knows that only low class people drink Chang and Singha. But because they were tourists they did not know that. One was bald and a bit fat, the other was tall and had very knobbly knees. I spoke to the bald one while Anne talked to the tall one. They were from Germany and did not speak Thai so we had to speak to them in English so it was a bit difficult. My farang was called Klaus and Anne’s was Frederick and they were quite nice. They bought us drinks and told us that they were on holiday. They were going to Pattaya on Monday and this was the first time they had been in Thailand. Anne spoke to me in Thai and said that we should tell them to pay 4,000 baht and that’s what we did, and you know what, they said yes. I was so surprised but Anne said it was because they were tourists and didn’t know anything. They were staying at the Conrad Hotel and Anne said that was also a good sign because only rich tourists stayed at the Conrad Hotel, it was too expensive for Cheap Charlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was that. We went back to the Conrad Hotel which was really nice. What was funny was that there was a glass wall in the bathroom with a curtain and Klaus pulled back the curtain so that he could lie on the bed and watch me shower through the window. Klaus was really sweet. He said that he was married and that he didn’t want to make love to me but that I could make him come with my hand so that is what I did and it only took half an hour. He asked me for my phone number so that he could call me when he came to Bangkok again and I said sure and gave it to him because it was the easiest money I have ever made in my life. Four thousand baht for half an hour. I can’t believe it. Now I know what to do I will not talk to any Cheap Charlies again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-7039723043830836473?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-more-cheap-charlies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_poCU1l5wnLY/SC6_1HF-oXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3zCsKDbjFeU/s72-c/inside+Gullivers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-8369991139713002392</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 09:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-09T04:27:47.487-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Busy Day</title><description>Today is Friday and I am so tired. I was so busy today at work that all I want to do is to sleep. My job is to mark out fabric for dresses so that the material can be cut. It is a hard job and you have to think a lot. You have to use as much of the material as you can and waste as little as possible. Really it is a bit like a jigsaw puzzle. I get paid for each pattern that I do. I get one hundred baht for each pattern. If it is simple it might take me half an hour but if it is complicated it can take more than an hour. Then the material is given to a cutter and then it is sewn. Usually I do four or five patterns in a day. If I do four patterns in one day then I get four hundred baht which is quite a lot. It is very tiring and you have to concentrate a lot because if you make a mistake you have to rub it out and start again. I always turn my mobile phone off when I am working because I have to concentrate so much. Really it is a good job because I can work when I want to and my boss is really nice. He is an American and he has companies in Rome and in New York. He is very good to me and pays for any classes I want to take in design and business because he knows that one day I want to have my own design company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent me to New York when I joined his company and I spent six months in Manhattan which was great. I went to a college there to and learned a lot about design. Then last year he sent me to his office in Milan, or Milano as the Italians call it. I think my boss likes me but only as a friend because really he is gay. A lot of people who work in the fashion industry are gay. But not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am tired because I did seven patterns one after the other with only a twenty-minute break. I went to Tesco-Lotus in On Nut and had noodles in the food court there and then went straight back to work. Now my eyes hurt and I have a headache so I will go to sleep, I think. Seven patterns means seven hundred baht which is a lot but it is not the same as two thousand baht. I hope Anne will take me to Gullivers again tomorrow. I really want to buy an iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-8369991139713002392?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/busy-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-2482838751893644595</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 10:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T21:45:51.297-07:00</atom:updated><title>What I Want!</title><description>You know what I really want? I want an iPhone. Anne has a Nokia 95 with 8Gb memory which is a really good phone and costs about 20,000 baht but I think the iPhone is better because the screen is bigger and you can download music videos onto it. It is about the same price. There is only one way that I can get 20,000 baht. I will have to go with farangs. If I can get 3,000 from each farang then I will have to go with seven farangs. Seven. Really that is quite a lot because I have only been with five men in my whole life and I am twenty six years old. And of the five two were men from Gullivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go with seven more farangs then I will have been with twelve men and nine of them will have been farangs. Really I don’t think that what I do with the farangs is making love. It is work, that is all. The work is having sex with them. They want sex and I sell it to them and I do not think there is anything wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only doing this because I do not have enough money. Most people in Thailand do not have enough money because the rich people keep it for themselves. In Thailand the rich people are very rich and the poor people are very poor. It is hard for poor people in Thailand just now because everything is getting more expensive. Rice is getting more expensive every day and so is petrol. I do not have a car or a motorcycle but everyone who does says that it is not fair that petrol is so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky that my job in the fashion industry pays me some money but it only gives me enough to pay for my room and my food and to send some money to my mother every month. If I want nice things I have to go with farangs. That is okay. Really I do not mind. But I will have to wait for the weekend because that’s when Anne goes out and I do not want to go out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what else I want? I want a Dolce and Gabbana bag. A real one, not a copy. And I want a Dolce and Gabbana watch. They make really good watches. Anne says that she is saving for a Rolex but I don’t want a Rolex, I want a Dolce and Gabbana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-2482838751893644595?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-i-want.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-8805853128004137213</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 10:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-12T02:57:02.140-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gullivers Again!</title><description>Yesterday wasn’t as good as my first time, I have to say. I went with a farang but he only gave me 2,000 baht and my taxi home cost me 100 baht and I bought four drinks myself so really I didn’t make a profit of more than 1,500 baht. Really, that is a lot of money though. In my real job I get paid between 12,000 and 15,000 baht a month which is a bit more than 500 baht a day so I think I should not be too greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem was that on Saturday night there were a lot of girls at Gullivers. I mean a lot. More than a hundred I think. When Anne and I got there every single table was occupied except for a few tables outside and Anne said that it wasn’t a good idea to sit outside because it was hot and because farangs looking for girls go inside. We went to stand by the pool tables at the far end of the bar and a guy from England called Dave asked us if we wanted to play pool so we did. Dave was young, about twenty-two, and his friend Neil was twenty-one. They were from Liverpool and spoke with funny accents that were a bit cute but a bit hard to understand. They said they were on holiday and were going to Pattaya and had only been in Bangkok for two nights. We played pool for about an hour and they bought us two drinks and then they asked if we wanted to go to a disco or something. Anne asked them how much they would pay us and they laughed and said they wouldn’t pay for us but we could go if we wanted. I really wanted to go because they were cute and quite good-looking but Anne said no, we were there to work and not to have fun so we said goodbye and then we found a table to sit at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to buy our own drinks then of course so we both had Cokes and started looking around for farangs. That was the problem. There were a lot of girls and not a lot of farangs and some of the girls were quite pushy, touching men as they walked past and asking them to sit down. I couldn’t do that because really I am a bit shy. After half an hour a man sat down at our table and spoke to use in Thai. He said his name was Richard and he lived in Thailand he wanted us both to go with him and he would pay us 500 baht each. Anne said it would cost him 3,000 baht each and he laughed and said that he wasn’t stupid and he went away. Really though I think he was stupid. But about ten minutes later I saw him leaving with two girls and he was smiling so I think they must have agreed to go with him for 500 baht. They were from Isarn, I think, and they were not very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there for ages, talking and smiling at farangs, but by midnight Anne was getting worried because Gullivers closes at one o’clock in the morning. Then two American men walked by. They were quite old, more than fifty, one was bald and the other had white hair. They both had big beer bellys. I don’t know why farangs like to have beer bellys but a lot of the farangs in Gullivers do. The bald one was called Eric and he liked me and the white-haired one was Gerry and he liked Anne. They bought us drinks and talked for a while and then they asked how much for us to go with him. Anne said 3,000 baht but they said that was too expensive and that the night before they had paid 2,000 baht so Anne said okay, 2,000 baht was enough. They were staying at the Marriott Hotel near Soi 2 so we walked with them because it was not too far. Eric’s room was on the ninth floor and Gerry was on the tenth floor so Anne said that we should spend one hour with the farangs and meet down in the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex with Eric was really bad. Terrible. Even with my eyes closed it was bad. He couldn’t stay hard and he blamed me and said that I was a starfish and I didn’t understand what he meant. I asked him what a starfish was but he just laughed. I didn’t know if he meant I was a fish from the stars or if I was like a fish movie star. My English is really quite good because I went to an international school in Bangkok but sometimes there are words that I do not understand. He wouldn’t explain and just laughed and said I should go. Really it was his fault. He is the man and I let him do whatever he wanted so if he can’t do it then it’s his fault. I was back downstairs in twenty minutes with my 2,000 baht and Anne was there fifteen minutes later. She said the sex with Gerry had been bad, too. But really it doesn’t matter if the sex is good or the sex is bad, we still got our money and that is all that matters. But really I wanted to get more than 2,000 baht. In the taxi on the way home I asked Anne what a starfish was and she laughed and laughed until there were tears in her eyes. She said a starfish was a sea creature that had five legs and looked like a star, with its five legs spread out. Then she laughed again and wiped her tears. She said that Eric had meant that I had been lying on the bed like a starfish with my arms and legs out. Then I started laughing because he was right, that was exactly what I did. I just lay there and let him do it and I didn’t touch him or anything. She said that in future I should change my name. I shouldn’t be Wan any more because I am not sweet, I should be Daao which means star. I said no, I wanted to be Wan but next time I would try not to be a starfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-8805853128004137213?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/gullivers-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-6059656757273182874</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 12:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T21:33:49.415-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Second Time</title><description>I am going out with Anne again this evening. We are going to Gullivers to look for farangs. It is funny because I am more excited this time than I was the first time. I think it is because now I know for sure what will happen. I phoned Anne during the week and asked if she wanted to go out again and she said that she did but she only went out on Friday or Saturday because if she went out during the week then she was too tired at work. So I asked her if we could go out on Saturday and she said sure. So now I am in my room waiting for her to come. I am wearing a dress tonight, a sexy dress that I wore for my last birthday party. It shows my cleavage and I have a very good cleavage. But this time I am wearing a bra because the dress is a little bit see-through. I am wearing high heels and stockings and I have used a lot of red lipstick because Anne said that farangs like red lipstick. Anne said that I should take condoms with me but I told her that I was too shy to buy them. I can’t even imagine going into a 7-11 and buying condoms because the people there would know what I was doing and I would be so shy. Anne said that she always has condoms in her bag when she goes looking for farangs. Once she went with a farang and when she got to his hotel he didn’t have a condom and neither did she so she made love to him without a condom and then she was scared that she might be pregnant to she had to take some medicine the next day to stop her having a baby. I do not want a baby but I told her that I couldn’t buy condoms myself so she said no problem, she would give me some of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I am quite excited because I know that soon I will be making love to a man that I do not know. That is quite exciting. I will let him make love to me even though I will hardly know anything about him and I will probably never see him again. I think I am starting to think like a bad girl, even though I am a good girl really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-6059656757273182874?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-second-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-6386806425968753002</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T03:25:31.349-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gullivers</title><description>I can’t believe it. I did it! Last night a farang gave me 3,000 baht and I didn’t have to do anything much. Not really. The money is on the table by my bed next to my Hello Kitty toy that my brother gave me for my birthday last year. I keep looking at the money and smiling because it was so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne came to my room at nine o’clock, just like she said she would. I live in a place called On Nut which is at the end of the Skytrain line but not for long because they are making the Skytrain longer and soon it will go much further. But right now I am at the last station, which is fine. Anyway, Anne came to see me and she looked so sexy like I have never seen her before. She had a short skirt on and very high heels and a top that showed off her stomach. She had much more make-up on than she normally has and I asked her why and she said it was because farangs like to see girls in a lot of make up. Her breasts looked bigger too and she told me that she was wearing a padded bra because farangs like big breasts. Anne knows everything about farangs. She looked so different from the way she looks when she works in the bank. In the bank she has only a bit of make up and wears a dark suit and really doesn’t look very sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing white trousers and my Dolce and Gabbana belt because I really like D&amp;amp;G. They are my favourite designer. It isn’t a real D&amp;amp;G belt, just a copy, but I don’t think anyone can tell. I had a black top with long sleeves which I thought was sexy but Anne said I should change. Farangs like bare arms she said. They like to see as much skin as possible. So I changed into a shirt with spaghetti straps and I had to take off my bra because bras don’t look too good under that shirt and Anne said that was perfect. She said I should use a little bit more lipstick too, because farangs like to see a girl wearing lots of lipstick. Really, once she had finished I felt a bit shy about going about because I think I looked too sexy, but Anne told me not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said we were going to a bar called Gullivers which is in Sukhumvit Soi 5. We could have gone on the Skytrain but Anne said we should go in a taxi. I was pleased about that because really I didn’t want to go on the Skytrain looking so sexy. The taxi cost almost 100 baht which is a lot , but Anne paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the taxi we talked about what we would do when we got to Gullivers. She said we shouldn’t use our real names in case we ever had a problem. She didn’t say what problem we might have and I didn’t ask. Anne said that she calls herself Bee when is working with farangs. She makes a joke of it, saying that she is a bee and the farangs are flowers and that she flies from flower to flower taking their pollen. I thought that was very funny.  We talked about different names for me. I suggested Amy which is a name I like but Anne said a name that was Thai was better because they didn’t believe that Thai girls had English names. Anne suggested Oy which means sugar cane so that I could say I was sweet but I have an aunty called Oy and I don’t like her so I didn’t want to use that name.  That was when I thought of Wan, which means sweet, and we both thought that was a great name so we decided that I’d call myself Wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gullivers is a big bar in Soi 5. It looks like a house that belongs to a rich person, all white and very beautiful. There are white metal tables outside where people sit and eat and drink and there were a lot of farangs there. Some were farang couples, men and their girlfriends and wives, but most were farang men sitting together or with Thai girls. Most of the girls were from Isarn. You can always tell girls from Isarn because they have very dark skin and very small noses. I am not from Isarn. I am from Chiang Mai and I have very white skin because most people from Chiang Mai have very white skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne said we should go inside because that’s where most of the farangs went to look for girls. Two Thai men checked our bags and looked at our ID cards and then we were inside. I was so excited but inside it was just like any other bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite dark with a big circular bar in the middle and tables and stools around it. It was quite busy so Anne took me around the bar looking for a free table. She said that it was better to sit at a table than at the bar because if you were at the bar you had to keep twisting around to look at people. At the far end of the bar were a lot of pool tables but we weren’t there to play pool so we went around the other side of the bar. There was a big red car on a pole slowly turning around. It looked real but I don’t think it was really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne found a table and we sat down. A waitress came over and Anne ordered Cokes for us to drink. She said it was best not to drink alcohol until you had found a farang because you might be there a long time and it wouldn’t be good to be drunk. Anne said that happened to her once. She was drinking vodka and tonic and she didn’t find a farang until after midnight and she went with him and had sex but she was so drunk she forgot to ask him for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat and sipped our Coke and looked around. There were a lot of farangs, some of them were sitting with girls but a lot were on there own. I didn’t see any who looked like Brad Pitt. He’s the most handsome farang in the world, I think. Most of the farangs were quite old, older than my father really. And they were not very handsome.  I said that to Anne and she said that we weren’t looking for a handsome farang, or a young farang, we were looking for a farang to give us money. She said the trick was to smile at every farang we saw. We had to smile and look them in the eye. Then if they liked us they would come on over and ask to buy us drinks. It was like fishing, she said. The farangs were the fish and we had to tempt them and our smiles were the bait. So we sat and smiled until my face began to hurt, but then a farang came over and sat at our table and asked us if he could buy us drinks and we said yes. His name was Ian and he was from England and he was on holiday. He said that he was staying at the Landmark Hotel which is not far from Soi 5 and then Anne spoke to me in Thai and said that the Landmark was good because they didn’t mind their guests taking girls back with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian said he was forty-five years old but he looked more than fifty. He wasn’t too fat but he had a big nose that was red from drinking too much, and a big stomach. Anne said to me that he looked pregnant and we laughed and when Ian asked what we laughing about Anne said it was because we were so happy to have such a good-looking man talking to us and that made him smile. He spend most of his time looking at me and talking tome and he kept stroking my arm which I didn’t like but I kept smiling, and then eventually he asked me how much to go with him. At first I didn’t understand and I asked him where he was going and he laughed and said back to his room and he wanted me to go with him. He asked me again how much I wanted but I didn’t know what to say so Anne asked him how much he wanted to pay and he said 3,000 baht and Anne said yes so that was that. We finished our drinks and Ian took me back to his hotel. Anne said she would stay in Gullivers and wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy money. I went back to the Landmark hotel and he made love to me and I kept my eyes closed all the time and imagined it was Brad Pitt and then I said I had to go and he gave me 3,000 baht and I went back to Gullivers.  Anne wasn’t there so I called her mobile and she said that she had gone with a customer and that she’d phone me later so I got a taxi back to On Nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is that. Now I am a bad girl. But I do not feel bad. I made the customer happy and I have 3,000 baht so I do not think I am really bad. Just a bit bad, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-6386806425968753002?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/gullivers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805817090804235703.post-3331098188153205501</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-26T06:18:30.125-07:00</atom:updated><title>My First Night</title><description>I am a good girl, living in Bangkok, but tonight I plan to become a bad girl. Is that possible? In Bangkok it is very easy and my friend Anne is going to show me how.  Anne works for a big bank in Bangkok but they don't pay her much money. I know excatly how much she gets paid because she is a good friend and she shows mer her pay slips. Every month she earns 14,000 baht which is about US$400, which is not a lot.   But Anne has lots of nice things. She has a Nokia N95 phone which costs about 20,000 baht and lots of gold necklaces and every month she sends money to her mum in Korat. She has a nice apartment. Well, it is a room really but it is a nice room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I asked Anne how she could have so many nice things when she earns so little money and last month for the first time she told me. She sleeps with foreigners for money! Really, she sleeps with farangs, which is what we Thai people call foreigners. She says she meets farangs and they pay to have sex with her, sometimes as much as 5,000 baht for one time. That was a big shock to me. I earn less than Anne in my job so I have to work for more than one week to earn 5,000 baht but she gets that much in one night. Sometimes one hour, she said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne asked me if I wanted to try it and at first I said no but then my mum got sick and she asked me to send her money to pay the doctor, which I did. But then I had no money for myself and I have to pay me rent next week because it is the start of the month so I called Anne and said yes, I would try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it. Tonight is the night. Anne told me to wear a sexy dress and do my make up and hair really nice and that she would come to my room at nine o'clock and then we would go out. I am a bit scared but I am also a bit excited because I do not know what will happen. I do not know if I can sleep with a farang for money but I will try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805817090804235703-3331098188153205501?l=bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bkkbadgoodgirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Top Secret!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></item></channel></rss>