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I am so hungover. My head's all swimmy, my stummy hurts, and I feel slightly bomitious (aka.nauseous). The party last night was kinda rad. Not awesome, but good enough. I was half hour late cause my friggin set of drawers got delivered a day earlier than scheduled, and I had to go to the ATM to withdraw money to pay for it since it's pay-on-delivery. But since this is the life of kei, fucking paypal decided to lock my debit card and I couldn't take out any money. The set was heavy though so the delivery guy left it with me and said he'd be back in the morning to collect payment.
Anyway, back to last night. At first I couldn't find the izakaya the party was at and wandered around Kabuki-chou (area in Shinjuku where all the hosts linger about looking for girls to come to their clubs) for awhile waiting for one of my friends to pick up their cell (>_<) This host(?) stopped me and was like "Hey, weren't you on TV?" And I'm rushing here and there in my all-pink outfit, pink frilly umbrella, pink heart-shaped sunglasses, and pink headphones, looking like a freak, who had no time to stop and talk to a host or whatever he was. I just smiled and said "Yeah! :D" and kept walking, but I didn't shake him well enough cause next thing I knew he was front of me again. IDK if he wanted to make friends or w/e but I had no time for it lol. But right then, my friend Chloe popped out of no where and I...think I jumped up and down haha. I hadn't seen her in like a week. Then the guy is talking to the both of us. My friends from the party finally called me back and when I looked around again, Chloe had dissappeared lol. So I was like "Laters" to the host(?) and ran to the izakaya.
Unfortunately some of my favorite people couldn't make it! Like Ji-hye (a korean girl who speaks native-level Japanese and really good english too; if I had to say who my best friend was in that class, it was definitely her, we hung out alot), Jun (a hilarious lunatic who rides a motorcycle, kick-boxes, and looks like Ryuk from DeathNote [in a cute way lol]; he has a ridiculous almost internet sense of humour and I learned alot of funny Japanese phrases from him, and Isobe (a tall dorky bassist who thinks Kanon from an-cafe is cool (lolz); it's so fun to pick on him-- for everything haha). Luckily Sayo (a self-confident pretty little stick figure of a girl who looks upto me like a sister; cool cause she's a real go-getter, never afraid to say what's on her mind, which is kind of rare to find here) and Juno (korean dude who was like one of the most mature in the class but fun to hang out with, ilu korean guys (;__;)) came to the party though.
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a. Jun and Ji-hye (drunk), from last June. He doesn't look that much like Ryuk here, but when he smiles (big smile not the weird drunk smile in the pic) it's pretty uncanny. Sharp canines too. It's pretty lolable. We had alot of apple jokes on him.
b. Sayo when she came to sleep over, wearing as many of my hair clips as I could fit on her head.
I was surprised that even though I was half hour late, they waited for me before they started drinking (T^T) They all seemed really happy to see me (even though it wasn't the people I hung out with the most during the actual year). It was all you can drink w/ food course for 2500yen per person. I drank soooo much. And I went around to everyone's tables and talked to all of them. I was surprisingly social. I guess I missed them more than I realised. I wish my new classmates could be as cool.
We left the izakaya around 10pm, and next was all-night karaoke til morning, but since my stupid debit card was still locked, and I only had money to get home, that was all I could do. Go home (-___-) Buuuuut it all turned out for the best, cause I fell apart only minutes after I came home. Throw ups, fallings, passing outs. Thankfully there was no one around to see me being so uncool 8D
Now 12 hrs later, I'm still feeling it. And stupid paypal card still won't give me my money. The delivery guy came back and since I couldn't pay, he took my damn drawers set back. This card better be working later so I can have this thing re-delivered. My room looks like crap cause I don't have anywhere to put my clothes but on the floor...
Well, onto more...infuriating news. Yesterday afternoon, I was called Gorie by some high school dudes. This is Gorie.
So...the reason Japanese males don't like me, is because I look like a guy in drag? I wanted to cry. And beat their faces to one mushy red pulp with a bat.
I guess looking like a man to other people is a good reason to go on a real diet and size down, instead of just saying it all the time huh. My lolita blouses don't fit anymore. My skirts waistbands are cutting into me like never before. Pretty sad state of affairs.
Anyway, back to last night. At first I couldn't find the izakaya the party was at and wandered around Kabuki-chou (area in Shinjuku where all the hosts linger about looking for girls to come to their clubs) for awhile waiting for one of my friends to pick up their cell (>_<) This host(?) stopped me and was like "Hey, weren't you on TV?" And I'm rushing here and there in my all-pink outfit, pink frilly umbrella, pink heart-shaped sunglasses, and pink headphones, looking like a freak, who had no time to stop and talk to a host or whatever he was. I just smiled and said "Yeah! :D" and kept walking, but I didn't shake him well enough cause next thing I knew he was front of me again. IDK if he wanted to make friends or w/e but I had no time for it lol. But right then, my friend Chloe popped out of no where and I...think I jumped up and down haha. I hadn't seen her in like a week. Then the guy is talking to the both of us. My friends from the party finally called me back and when I looked around again, Chloe had dissappeared lol. So I was like "Laters" to the host(?) and ran to the izakaya.
Unfortunately some of my favorite people couldn't make it! Like Ji-hye (a korean girl who speaks native-level Japanese and really good english too; if I had to say who my best friend was in that class, it was definitely her, we hung out alot), Jun (a hilarious lunatic who rides a motorcycle, kick-boxes, and looks like Ryuk from DeathNote [in a cute way lol]; he has a ridiculous almost internet sense of humour and I learned alot of funny Japanese phrases from him, and Isobe (a tall dorky bassist who thinks Kanon from an-cafe is cool (lolz); it's so fun to pick on him-- for everything haha). Luckily Sayo (a self-confident pretty little stick figure of a girl who looks upto me like a sister; cool cause she's a real go-getter, never afraid to say what's on her mind, which is kind of rare to find here) and Juno (korean dude who was like one of the most mature in the class but fun to hang out with, ilu korean guys (;__;)) came to the party though.
a.
b.
a. Jun and Ji-hye (drunk), from last June. He doesn't look that much like Ryuk here, but when he smiles (big smile not the weird drunk smile in the pic) it's pretty uncanny. Sharp canines too. It's pretty lolable. We had alot of apple jokes on him.
b. Sayo when she came to sleep over, wearing as many of my hair clips as I could fit on her head.
I was surprised that even though I was half hour late, they waited for me before they started drinking (T^T) They all seemed really happy to see me (even though it wasn't the people I hung out with the most during the actual year). It was all you can drink w/ food course for 2500yen per person. I drank soooo much. And I went around to everyone's tables and talked to all of them. I was surprisingly social. I guess I missed them more than I realised. I wish my new classmates could be as cool.
We left the izakaya around 10pm, and next was all-night karaoke til morning, but since my stupid debit card was still locked, and I only had money to get home, that was all I could do. Go home (-___-) Buuuuut it all turned out for the best, cause I fell apart only minutes after I came home. Throw ups, fallings, passing outs. Thankfully there was no one around to see me being so uncool 8D
Now 12 hrs later, I'm still feeling it. And stupid paypal card still won't give me my money. The delivery guy came back and since I couldn't pay, he took my damn drawers set back. This card better be working later so I can have this thing re-delivered. My room looks like crap cause I don't have anywhere to put my clothes but on the floor...
Well, onto more...infuriating news. Yesterday afternoon, I was called Gorie by some high school dudes. This is Gorie.
So...the reason Japanese males don't like me, is because I look like a guy in drag? I wanted to cry. And beat their faces to one mushy red pulp with a bat.
I guess looking like a man to other people is a good reason to go on a real diet and size down, instead of just saying it all the time huh. My lolita blouses don't fit anymore. My skirts waistbands are cutting into me like never before. Pretty sad state of affairs.