Back from Egypt Part 1

Hey, i am happy my winter holidays ended so i can be in my own room again.
Egypt wasn't what i anticipated at all. It's not all those crazy radical protesters fault that i had a emotional breakdown in Egypt. I bet you it has never happen to anyone u know on a vacation. However ashamed about that, Egypt (well i cant say Egypt because i was only in one small town Hurghada) so, Hurghada, Egypt was enough fun i shouldn't sulk about my trip but i still can complain. This is my blog.

I loved some of the pictures i took as simple as they are. I would bury myself with Ramses if i went without a camera. Thank you Zhen for lending it to me. On a trip like this, digital works best i think.
Nobody really took pictures for me unless I obviously put myself there. Even in pictures, i am never in the center. So, i kept myself busy when the rest of the gang smoked or drink or talked. Many times, i felt invisible, unheard. OK, this is sounding very sad. Let me say some nice things now.

SUN. Ahhh, we really loved the sun. Just to escape Russia's winter for 10 days is worth all my money. we did some tanning in the sun on the beach and i OD on it. Katia only turned 1/2 shade darker. Me? 2 and a half. @# GREAT !!! #$!
Actually, i know what i was getting into but i wanted to have golden skin to look better in  my swimming suit which i modified earlier to resemble a bikini which was not very sexy even for shek. The bikini i intended to wear for Egypt was too small. I had bought it in the kids' section thinking all adult bikinis wont fit my cute tiny tits. lolz!

Back to the topic, i got a shock looking at myself in the mirror after two days. Black baboon staring back.

The russian chicks were sizzling hot as usual in their bikinis and i was the only Chinese in that hotel and not a pretty one for that matter and i didnt feel confident enough to strut around half-naked. I was happy with my bod but 'to hell!' with my complexion. Plus, i noticed the staffs  and younger dudes pay most attention to all the white asses so, i just hang around shek. this is still sounding sad. Dammit. Bailey's fault.
Most importantly, i got a tan too, just like everybody else.

I had plan to blog today and whole day my head came up with sentences, points to mention, pictures to put up, cheeky ideas and now i am stuck. I am always stuck when i want to type something. Why cant i make the continuous typing noise? Plainly not talented. Try harder I know. Every time i start typing, nothing comes up and every time i laying on my bed waiting to fall asleep, a thousand thoughts rise up in my head.

I shall put pictures and elaborate to make my work here easier.

the most memorable drink for me was cacao with milk. Its sweet with a distinct milk taste which i cannot describe. i suspected goat's milk but i doubt also. Anyhow, it tasted awesome especially on a cold night.
We were given coke while snorkeling on the Paradise Island. Those weren't mine, they belong to the tour guide. well, if u cant have it, either snap it or zip it.
then there's the favourite among the boys....Mr. Meister beer. Its 8 % ( the common beer has only 5% ) alcohol so the dudes were on the floor kau tau-ing to the existence of Mr.Meister.
also, we bought some drinks from duty free. katia found a new friend, ania who is russian also obviously and they instantly became best friends and its my fault because i am Chinese and i hate hate hate being around best friends because they are just so irritating because they want to do everything together, they want to buy the same things, they whisper and giggle and shut-up when u appear and this ania is such a dumb-ass baby girl with crappy attitude. i still like katia the same coz she was very nice to me throughout the trip, despite ania being such a pain in the ass for me. my ears burned hearing her speak. I missed lifen then. she's not my best friend, shes a friend for life and i wont have a best friend coz i dont wanna make the third girl suffer. also, u say i have shek but a boyfriend cant be a friend and vice versa.

so, we were at the duty free shop and i bought baileys for 25 usd. i wanted not to buy baileys because i am alwasy buying baileys but katia n ania both went to a corner n discuss and they both bought martinis. see?
I am a nice person, i dont really blame them for being so in phase which each other. I just felt so uncared of and it just makes me wanna cry and i tell u for the last time, u would hate that stupid ania too. when ur 25, u can call an 18-year old stupid. yes u can.
Oh, i ended up getting the Baileys and Katia told me someone told her it will taste great with milk and it really really does.

Michael n Bola (bros) graduated from the university last year. They live in Hurghada. Shek n Manu knows them well enough and thats was the main reason we chose this city instead of the other popular Sharm-el-Sheikh. i've never spoken to anyone of them before this. They were so nice to us all (and so handsome too) to come meet us almost every night to take us out. Since we cancelled all our excursion trips to cairo, luxor and even quad-biking -can u believe me?- because of the growing riots all over Egypt, we have nowhere left to go except to the sea or to the same streets with the same sellers saying hello how are you ten times a day.  
This night, we walked Hurghada from head to toe which took about 45 minutes and we ended up on a free-way by a deserted shore. This was the brothers favourite place to chill. We each had a Mr.Meister and i was in a bad shape emotionally. Since noon i had been feeling bored and lonely and i sat by the ocean to cry my heartache away when katia n ania came over to the beach with their camera to snap walking-by-the-sea-wind-in-my-hair shots. they  didnt even take my pic, nor at least take a pic with me. but, they didnt know i was crying there because i was wearing sunnies. Left me without a word.
So, after the beer, nobody was talking to me and the same rush of emotions just hit me again and i miss my family, i want somebody for me. also, i get really red n puffy when i drink and i hate god for not paying attention during the making of baby shuan's genes selection. I know its silly, its very silly but these things gets to me easily as i get older. I felt the tears coming and i walked very far away and cried n cried. They were all too drunk anyway to notice me. shek came over to comfort me and he really couldn't help but to watch me cry.

Then a camel and a donkey pass by. And you can see my i-took-a-sip look. Maybe its fate, i couldn't go see the pyramids on a camel, a camel came to me instead. Maybe God is a girl and she understand and i felt better after the picture. Funny thing : Bola came over and saw that i had cried and he was tipsy and he said he understands how i feel and continued to say when he first step foot in russia, he was sick and couldn't get use to the cold weather and was bed-ridden for two days and his mom called to say Bola, what happenned to you? You want to come back home?
I was like HUH? but his intention was so damn kind that it made me laugh n feel much better. I hope he doesn't remember anything.
And on the second night on the same spot, we watched a small wedding crowd singing and dancing and their songs sounded eerie to me with the high pitch lalalalalalala~
That night we also had some martinis and katia and i went to hide behind rocks to pee and we had a great laugh. Small things makes me happy.