so last weekend, on saturday I and my lovely gay friend zac and jon(straight) met up and got drunk too much again. We started drinking in the park like from 8 and all we did are: drink sake/listened to music and danced along them/discussed about feminism/talked about going to paris/talked about our each taste of music/their home and accent..and so on...
then we got train and went to Shinjuku 2 cho-me♡ then got drunk more at gay bar and on the street with some other gays...then 3 of us woke up front of a fucking Family Mart.
i was being drunk so bad and was crying and laughing i don't even know why. I always gone crazy when i'm drunk. love it.
as I mentioned in the older post, I don't have much friends and I spend my weekends mostly(basically?) alone. they often hang out with me and when i'm with them and speaking English,I feel so fresh and that feeling is what I ever felt before,,it's hard to explain but well,whatever. i am happy anyway. they'll leave here in september and i really don't want them go! I'll miss them like I miss fifi and dora right now. arrrgghhhh i hate farewells (ah! maybe I was crying for this!) well,to conclude,now I love gay bars! we have to go there again. (they were playing t.A.T.u. and I was like omfg)
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