Okay, my body is seriously hurtin... This past weekend was waaaaaaaaay too crazy for my body to handle. On Friday, a group of us went to Roppongi to hit up Garden, but before that we had to visit some bars cuz of the happy hour. Summary: Too much liquor for even a Russian. My Wish: I wanted to yack so bad that night *** Reality: I tried to throw up but even with a finger entrenched down my throat, I couldn`t. My stomach had that great `I`m Gonna Git You Sucka` feel to it.
On Saturday, I thought I would be at home recovering, but Brent called me up and wanted to club again in Shibuya. Now I am down to party but partying in Japan always wears me out because the earliest I can come home is about 7 if I take the train. So after countless hours of peer pressure and coaxing,( or coercing ) I decided to go with Brent, popping two tabs of Tylenol Cold and Flu that my homegirl from Diego, Lan, recently sent. (You know I`m not going to forget these kind acts girl =D) Taking the cold medication was going to be my excuse for not drinking that night, but when Brent heard this line of reasoning, he was even more insistent on me drinking. Now, I love Brent, but he has the worst case of weekend alcoholism out of anyone I have met in my life. But I ended up having a blast, got home at 7, and sadly woke up at 11 to get ready for a nearby festival at my friend`s college. Right when Brent woke up, he decided to drink his breakfast, and went to buy himself some liquor.... And of course he didn`t want to eat alone. =I So we go to the festival, and I must say that Keio University knows how to throw a party. They had this one showcase where this one hip hop crew danced for two and a half hours straight. Now these were an amateur crew of 25, not a professional troupe, so that is mad impressive. Ed, if you were here, you would have wanted to go up on stage and show off your `I am Mr. Hip Hop` skillz. =D I saw everything from the brooklyn boogie to liquid to urban groove swing executed like a P Diddy concert. And of course during the whole time, Brent was constantly reminding me to not let my beer evaporate. Man... Today my body was punishing me. I just wanna chill and sleep for the next week straight. And I also want to give my liver a sabattical leave.
