Monday, June 15, 2009
Okay this is so hilarious. I'm at Narita once again, cos superme has cleverly miss the flight yesterday. Oh my sugars.

I shan't add in the part I was drunk. But I did wake up on time and all but was pondering on the densha, how would my parents react if they see me in that state. Semi-glad I missed the flight. And there I was at the cafe table looking at our drunk purikura, "Last Nite (yes it was spelled nite) in Tokyo", "Last drink in Tokyo". And I headed back to Shibuya to meet Satomi and Shizuka. Met another two of their friends, one who took a long train ride with me later on but I really couldn't remember their names because I was just so in need of sleep. Oh and nice, the many Ss. So funny, but I was too tired to laugh out loud. And well, there was no alcohol, not a tinge, the real final night I was in Japan. Unless, suddenly the storm just decides to attack Narita, I may just have to spend yet another night at Shibuya. I think I have spent enough time at Shibuya/Harajuku/Aoyama for the year. If I hear the train lady's voice again, I may just puke. Oh no no, my work place is Omote...Sando. Next stop, Omot-te-San-do. Oh yeah, that's how she speaks in my mind. And it's Shi-bu(ot)-yaaa. Amused with train voices AND STATION SOUNDS. Fake birds, weird jingles, funny station masters voices. Japanese never fails to surprise.

Me and Sam(yet another S) were discussing how much time we spent in Tokyo drunk. Getting into the culture too much. I mean, they're even more drunk than us, can't help but not feel guilty. Same goes as shopping. They are carrying like ten times more bags than I am, I shouldn't be guilty. OH MY GOSH. Japan is a sinful, sinful land. I'm still imagining how my parents will scream at me when the statement comes in this month. OH MY GOSH.

I was gonna say what I was pleased with this trip, superficially, but I may scare a lot of weak shoppers. I am glad I insisted on carrying the soft luggage, it was a close shave of 34.5kg. So sorry I didn't bring any Sake back, BECAUSE WE DECIDED TO FINISH THEM, and I'm glad I did, or it would be like a 300kg. I should ground myself when I reached home. I took a lot of pictures of big big Aiba for you Wendy! Cos it's his endorsement all over town now!!! Anyway I feel so paiseh snapping those pictures, wah laos, machiam I still 14. And no I didn't step into the shop. I may kill myself just at the doorstep. But my birthday I want the big big Pi poster can? Hoshii, hoshii! Not like I'll really hang it up please but I'm just too depressed that I didn't get a chance to kidnap Pi home.

Oh ya I am very disturbed with Japanese's English standards at clubs and maybe concerts too. I feel weird when they say put your hands up in your air or that sorta stuff right. The usual thing is to do as you say right? Or at least a significant number of people would, BUT NOBODY DID. Then I felt so weird when I raised my hands, like aye? no meh? Hmmm okay lor, rebellious and defiant, I meant them.

Okay la I wanna go washroom, shall end this useless rambling and refine it into smarter talk when I'm not so in need of sleep.