I just came back from an all night international karaoke.
It was pretty cool to see people threshing out their cathartic moments on a microphone accompanied by music and lyrics from a big screen. I never thought I could sing Thai, but hey, it works. I found that singing "Chimi-chimi-ah-ah!" works very well for my tonal range.
I turned three months in Thailand on 12th January, and before that day, I was in Chiang Mai, seeing the country and scaling its heights. It was a great achievement for me, jumping on that bus, with people who could only speak the most basic of English, and who probably had no clue that I was Pinoy. I used to be terrified of venturing out my street by myself, but on my third month in this Kingdom, I find myself mustering up the courage to go beyond my familiar street zones. I am slowly warming up to this place. I am feeling the urge to explore my new 'hood.
So tonight, after witnessing how much coke and whisky people can have while singing 6 hours of karaoke non-stop, and how many different kinds of dance moves can be applied to the songs of the Backstreet Boys, I think I'm ready for more city exploring.
Chai, chai. Yiam ma!
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