I ended up borrowing the $3,000 we needed from my grandfather so although it does need to be paid back at some point, there is no interest on it. Take that banks =D. Now we just need to finalize some things for the car we're interested. Anyway, things are slowly getting back to normal and I'm feeling happier than ever. I've been trying to get back in to the habit of working out after a practically three-week hiatus while I had company. I also re-started 神様のカルテ, since I forgot what was going on over the past three weeks.At some point, I still need to upload a million pictures.....
I hope everyone's week is going as well as mine!
Oh, and before I forget, hello to all my new friends =D.
T-san* and I decided to meet at Tsukishima at around 18:00 for Okonomiyaki. Having never been there, I left the apartment early only to learn that he would be arriving late because class was taking longer than expected. No problem, I thought to myself as I read his message, I can just sit outside the station and wait. As soon as I arrived, I realized what a horrible idea that was. The air around Monja street smelled delicious. My stomach growled and I groaned. Why had I decided to skip lunch again? Several stomach growls later, T-san* arrived and after exchanging hellos, we rushed off to stuff our faces. Erm, I mean, enjoy a meal.
We ordered a few drinks, two types of Monjayaki, and three types of okonomiyaki. In hindsight, it was a bad idea but hey, we were really hungry at the time!
We talked about his life at the University, my social life, then struggled to finish all the food we had ordered. In the end, I became too full to eat another bite and instead only cheered him on as he struggled to finish the last few bites of Curry Okonomiyaki. "You can do it T-san*! COME ON!! LOOK!! Two more bites!! Do it, do it!" Once he finished, we rested then tipsily made our way out of the little shop and decided to walk around a bit to sober up.
It was only then that I thought to look at my phone and realized that M-san* had called me. Twice. Oh boy. I called him back and as soon as he found out that I was with
"He's not even my boyfriend!" I shouted as we reached a park and stopped to set up the GPS to get back to the station. "I know!" T-san* shouted back, "And you know what?! He's not even your boyfriend!" I gasped and answered, "YOU'RE RIGHT!"
We laugh some more, then head to a convenience store to ask for directions since we can't seem to get the GPS to work. After chit-chatting with the obaa-chan and attempting to follow her instructions, we realize we're still lost. Luckily, we spot another group of young people laughing loudly and staggering around obviously drunk. "Hey!" I shout in Japanese across the street, "Wheres the station!?" The girls laugh, we get an "I don't know!" or two from some of the guys, before the group waves for us to follow. We decide against it and suddenly realize that we could just walk back the same way we had come. Brilliant!
So! We re-track our steps and eventually reach the station. We part ways after some random rambling about how stuffed we still feel, and as soon as I get to the apartment, I call M-san. He sounds annoyed, tells me I need to change my ways, tells me what I did to annoy him (note that despite having talked for half a year, we had only physically met once at this point....) then tells me to call him early the next day. Of course...because I'm tipsy, I don't remember that I'm supposed to.
Who would have thought that when a guy tells you to call, they actually expect you to CALL?
From this point on, things got only more interesting!
Tsukishima 月島 :: Man-made Island in Chuo, Tokyo, known for it's insanely large amount of amazingly cheap restaurants.