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Lost in Las Vegas


marnica lindsay


Last Updated: 5/27/2009


Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 100
Sign: Virgo

City: SAINT LOUIS
State: Missouri
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/5/2005


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sheri (2)
Ashley (2)


Category: Friends

At our hotel they give you a key with a piece of wood attached to it, and when you get inside your hotel, you have to place the wooden part in a whole by the wall, and that is the only way you can turn the lights on. So Brian told me he was going to go clubbing. I agreed and told him I would do my own thing. I sat on out on the balcony, listening to music, writhing in my journal, crying here in and there (I was drinking...i dunno.). Then as I lifted my pen to scribble my next few sentences.......the freakin’ lights go out. "Dammit!" ......I couldn’t see anything. SO here I am in the middle of Thailand, sitting in the dark, alone, can’t see shit., in a hotel. WTF? All because Brian had to take the hotel key. I tried to get another key, but the people at the desk told me that it wasn’t an option. So I left the hotel and migrated to the Burger King that was in the front of the resort. I sat out there alone for atleast an hour. Listening to music on my ipod, wrting poetry. Then out of the blue a nice american man aked me " Can I buy a cigarette from you? For 20 bat?" I assured him that the payment was unecessary." I bummed him a smoke and we commenced to having meaningful conversation, To make a long story short, atleast for the moment. I jumped on his motar bike rode to the Thailand radio station where he works, and now I am at his apartment at the very top of a hill. where you can see the whole city. He is the only reason I am using a computer at the moment. I will tell you all the amazing details later. I will have video and pictures for you! Hopefully this guy doesn’t kill me, but I am starting to realize, that I have to except the unknown, and if I don’t do anything scary, or go with someone I don’t know, or if I’m not daring. How will I ever accomplish anything? How will I ever experience anything? Brian doesn’t know where I am I hope he’s not worried.........

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sheri


i am glad you are having fun marney just be careful.

Posted by sheri on Thursday, April 03, 2008 - 5:57 PM
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Ashley

Ashley Kingsmore

That is so amazing. You are doing things that many would never dare you to do.

I give you props!


(but you do need to be careful!)


looking foward to more entries....

(and pics!)

Posted by Ashley on Friday, April 04, 2008 - 7:41 AM




I had to put these two together, I forgot the top one.




Wednesday, April 16, 2008
I’ll finish later

Remember the guy from Burger King? The one that I met at the very beginning of the story? I woke up this morning in his bed. blurry eyed and ready to meet the day. There is just something I love about waking up in the morning and not knowing whats going to happen that day.......and theres something I really, reeeeeally, hate about paying for it.

It is entirely impossible to find another American in this country. No one here is American, they are either from neighboring asian cities or countries, or from Swedan, France, or Australia. I was lucky to even meet Aaron. Brian and I hadn't heard from him in almost four days. He called us asking us to hang out at 1:45 in the morning, while we layed awake chatting about things that were completely irrellevant to the real current issues being.....Why was the television not working?, and also Why weren't the walls padded? He and I had both decidecd to quit one of our bad habits. He would get off of Benzo prescription pills and I would quit smoking. We both decided that if there were padded walls, that we could then express our true feelings of withdrawal by beating and kicking at them with a passion. However the walls are not padded....... So instead, we resorted to screaming at the top of our lungs in the middle of the night at our resort...... I'm sure our neighbors love us to death.


We had decided to meet Aaron at a massage school that was about 5 seconds from where we were staying. When he pulled up on his loud motar bike, I was almost relieved that there was finaly someone else that I could talk to besides Brian.

I thought it would be fun however I think Brian and Aaron somehow began to create some kind of male bonding event, in the middle of the bar. I began to slouch down in my chair, like I was the only girl at a boy scout convention. It didn't stop there...We soon arrived at Aarons house, where they camped out in the living room, saying things to each other that sounded much like a self help tape. I tip toed, unoticed, into Aaron's room, rolled around on his bed like it was the only clean thing I had touched in weeks. gazed at the ceiling and smiled at the air conditioner, as if it were taking my picture. In that moment I was happy, I was content. It never took much to make me happy. I fell asleep, alone, tucked in the fetal position ever so tightly.


I woke up that morning to channel E blasting about how Jenifer Aniston was "America's sweetheart," I contently watched with one eye open, and the other eye unwilling to participate with existing. "Yahhh," I thought to myself sarcastically "Stars and Money!" That's just the superficial BS I need to see right when I wake up in the morning in a third world country. I walked in to the living nearly running over Aarons maid. I looked left.....I looked right......gone. Both of them. I felt super left out, yet at the same time........ I felt super privledged to have so much privacy......yesssssss!

Eventually, Aaron arrived to tell me that he and my lovely friend Brian, had decided to move from the guest house where we were staying at, to another one which was closer to the beach, however, it was a little more expensive. "Thank you so very much fellas for running this by me." I whispered under my breath. I decided to do a little decision making myself. I decided to stay in the place we were staying alone. And so it went, Brian and I are currently neighbors. I am paying 500 bhat per night, and he is paying 1300 bhat per night. It takes me about fifteen minutes to walk to his house.
Hey guys I have to go I will finish this later I love you all.

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