Sensoji Temple, Asakusa, Tokyo

objective: zen

the countdown begins.
though im not sure what im counting down to.
or rather what to expect from the unknown.
id much rather look forward.
to PLC and a host of non-law related activities.

lastly, how the hell am i gonna wake up at 0730 when i keep going to bed at 0500?

its hard coming to terms with an addiction.
sometimes you just don't want to admit it.
sometimes you just wish it wasn't there.
and other times you just wish you had a mocha frap.
the lethargy that creeps through my bones if I havent had my cuppa is my unseen friend.
one whose visits I dont look forward to.
im thrilled Dr Chin did a great job polishing my pearly(s) yest.

i cant believe im getting hooked on psychedelic trance. its so ah beng and oh so good.
the process of getting ready for a big night out in town.
dinner at 6pm after a day of shopping.
nap from 7pm to 10pm. check.
get up, wash up, ready in 15 minutes.
wait for girl to get ready. 40 mins. its really ok. few more mins of shut eye.
ready to go. we make it 10 metres out the front door.
killer heels no.1 dun fit. should have asked sales assistant for more padding.
false start. head back.
kiler heels no.2 fit well. smile develops.
15 min walk to shibuya downtown. enter dark street on the side walk.
red carpet. literally. get padded down by black dude 3 times my size.
he speaks to me. "konichiwa".
he sounds like beckham.
barely conceal my cackle. phew close call.
inside. party: Tokyo Rave.
damn, trance/psy trance never sounded soooo goood....
fuck hip hop on the 6th floor.
i knock back a few drinks. the girls are hot(ter).
the japs love DJ Ozawa. they chant his name.
girl on the left dances like she's on e.
tokyo rave girls hit the platform.
farang with the belly is drooling all over himself.
trance with DJs Tora/Ozawa on the 5th floor.
psy trance with DJs Hiromu, Kushi on the 4th.
the locals are all decked out in their finest.
hop out for late night udon at 3am.
back for more psy trance till 0445.
light breaks.
i need to find a place just like this back home.

ClubAtom

destination: tokyo

destination: athens

end of chapter: law school

i guess i should be thrilled
but somehow, inside my twisted self, i feel like i've left home
like i've stepped out into the wilderness
and all i wanna do is go back home
back to those sweet memories

yeah, like so what im done
all good things must come to an end
some just too soon

you drive up a multi-story carpark at a hdb estate

first floor - reserved for season parking holders
second floor - reserved for season parking holders

fine

third floor - still reserved for season parking holders

grrr..

fourth floor - ahh! white lots. finally. but all taken

nvm...

fifth floor - geez! i've found 3! yes 3! unoccupied lots in the corner!
set the car into reverse
wait a min. wtf. the lots are red
get out of car

arms btw aching from turning my steering wheel more times than a prata man does his prata kosong
think mr miyagi and karate kid - wax on wax off wax on wax off (u get the drift)

"Lots reserved for Whizzcars"
all unoccupied by the way

wtf are whizzcars anyway?
who drives them?
are they the 3 wheelers we see in mr bean?

get back into car
wtf again.

supper kakis