holy batshit fatman, Roppongi was craaaaaazy insane fun.
we got there aroud 11ish, then went to 3 or 4 bars, then hit Club Vanilla. 3 floors of sinful delight. there was like 6 of us, all having a good time and all that. hit on some chics, bumped and grinded againest some hotties, swapped a little spit with some Eastern European girls, started a mosh pit with some japanese people when "smells like teen spirit" came on. that was pretty fun. then headed out of there around 4 or 5ish. i think. took the train back after another couple hours of drinking decadence, missed my stop (again!!), finally got back around 11ish (that's right, 12 hours of partyin' people, gotta be willing to go the distance). woke up the next morning feeling like a truck hit me.
didn't find Ms. Right-Now, but hey, there's always tonight
watching "Chasing Amy" right now. reminds me of a time that i had the same problem met a badass bitch who had a BIT more sex than i had experianced at that time. and it ate me up. i couldn't handle it. told her to go fuck off, then later on saw the movie, and noticed that i was a fucking goon. to bad she's gone, i miss that girl from time to time. but i've learned and love and lost for other reasons than that. odd how the things go, and how they change you.
-so why the long face, banky on the rag?
-no, no, just a little girl trouble
-bitch pressing charges? yeah, i get that too
i love that shit. late people!
we got there aroud 11ish, then went to 3 or 4 bars, then hit Club Vanilla. 3 floors of sinful delight. there was like 6 of us, all having a good time and all that. hit on some chics, bumped and grinded againest some hotties, swapped a little spit with some Eastern European girls, started a mosh pit with some japanese people when "smells like teen spirit" came on. that was pretty fun. then headed out of there around 4 or 5ish. i think. took the train back after another couple hours of drinking decadence, missed my stop (again!!), finally got back around 11ish (that's right, 12 hours of partyin' people, gotta be willing to go the distance). woke up the next morning feeling like a truck hit me.
didn't find Ms. Right-Now, but hey, there's always tonight
watching "Chasing Amy" right now. reminds me of a time that i had the same problem met a badass bitch who had a BIT more sex than i had experianced at that time. and it ate me up. i couldn't handle it. told her to go fuck off, then later on saw the movie, and noticed that i was a fucking goon. to bad she's gone, i miss that girl from time to time. but i've learned and love and lost for other reasons than that. odd how the things go, and how they change you.
-so why the long face, banky on the rag?
-no, no, just a little girl trouble
-bitch pressing charges? yeah, i get that too
i love that shit. late people!
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I so wish I could be there.
Ya know, this trip to Japan really inspired me.. I'm going to go to school. I wasn't able to when I was younger, but even at my age.. I think I'm going to start.