Okay okay. I won't shut up about Japan. My childhood dream is finally coming true. I don't mean to rub it in anyone's face but I can't help it. The fact that I have officially booked my ticket to Tokyo makes me feel like I'm in love with a dude or some shit. I feel giddy and anxious. The thought of "him" (let us pretend Tokyo is a masculine being) makes my palms sweaty. When I'll be in "his" presence, I think I will explode. Ahhh! Japan! Can't wait. I will also be so broke that it's funny. But love don't cost a thing..or something.
I will also be eating tons of Japanese curry, it is my new found love.