Arrghh!  I hate smokers.  I don't mind them as people, because I know lots of people that smoke.  I don't think you could live in Korea and not be friends with a smoker.  I'm just annoyed because while we were all dancing at The Warehouse for Teariki's birthday, Philippe burns me with his cigarette butt.  Yeah it hurt... and I think it's going to leave a scar on my arm.  And no appology.

Here's the culprit, with his lackasaisical attitude, he's say somthing like this in response to last night (in his French Canadian accent): "What the fuuuck?"  Yeah, that would be the extent of the conversation.  If you know Philippe, that would be his catch phrase.  Don't get me wrong, I like Philippe, and he's my friend, but this isn't the first time he's burned something of mine.