I guess I can deal with 700B/day internet fees HMMM

Oh man, does it ever feel wonderful to come back to Bangkok. It's like this sense of rightness that settles in my bones and fills my heart once I sit in the taxi from the airport ♥ And it seems like the flights are progressively getting more bearable, I actually really liked the food we got (Beef+cream noodles, Salmon+moooar noodles) and the uh, in-flight entertainment was top notch, by which I mean I basically watched High School Musical 3 on the plane AND FUCKING ENJOYED IT. I feel vaguely unsettled about that. HMM. Zac Efron is seriously pretty though! It was also pretty funny that I was on the same flight as this Thai dude again, P' Dan, we've apparently always shared at least two flights these last few years lol if only this were a movie it would probably be the ~start of a beautiful friendship~, not the source of random awkward small talk it actually is now. AH WELL. There were also a TRUCKLOAD of loudass group tourists on the flight though, all pumped up for the entire ten fucking hours, ahhh >_>;; THEY FUCKING APPLAUDED WHEN WE LANDED, TOO. I hate Landungsklatscher! It is so lame, and so embarrassing and jhasfjkh *random heebiejeebies*

I must say that given that I landed at FIVE FUCKING AM, the morning hours did go by quickly, at the very least I wasted a good half hour on my stupid mobile phone woes. I WAS TOO DUMB TO REMEMBER MY SIM CODE and am now extra super specially locked outta my austro-phone. DERRRP. Had to beg a quick go on one of the phone booths mobile chargers because my Thai handy had no juice. Not the best starts to my morning, but ahh well. Had breakfast at Dad's hotel and got to blather at him and distract him from work for a good while before heading over to meet Ma at the Centara Grand for our 10AM check-in. We've stayed here before and it is still a pretty sweet set-up, I must say. The 39th FLOOR!! is of course a total win, but lol their super swank bathroom is really so much more of a hassle than one would first expect. ALL THESE KNOBS TO TURN IN THE SHOWER, I CAN'T SEE FOR SHIT WITHOUT MY GLASSES and I can't be expected to grok their complicated system without some fucking manual. AH WELL. We'll apparently be spending a lot of time in the room/gym/pool instead of gallivanting about the shopping centers, as Ma really isn't able to walk for extended periods of time without getting winded (and actually has to wear a face mask when she is out and about, which basically makes her look like Michael Jackson, especially when paired with her Marc Jacobs sunglasses and Louis Vuitton bag. MY MOTHER THE CRAZY SOCIALITE LOL). And I should probably get cracking with AT-HIST ARBEIT. DEADLINE FRIDAY AHHHHHHHHHHH.

LASTLY: I GOT A 2 IN BILDUNGSPSYCHOLOGIE. A TWO, A MOTHERFUCKING TWO!!!!!! I HAVE NOW FINISHED ALL MY GODDAMN WAHLFÄCHER OMG OMG OMG FUCKING FINALLY FUCK YESSSSSSSSSS