What up- I`m back on track to attack this pack of space used for longevity and other modes of expressivity. Making words stand the test of time, as readers unwind this twine of digital reinvention. Let the letters on your screen coalesce to profess thoughts I mean to confess. Let your eyes digest the words like how Chinese eat birds at Dim Sum. Soon you will see that poetically this piece is nothing more than illiteracy... at it`s finest.
It snowed in Japan about three days ago cloaking the land with a blanket of white snow. This weather is pretty strange too for this time of month. I heard it hasn`t snowed this hard in thirty years. Sadly though, just like how you forget to put in gas in your car, the snow stopped abruptly and soon the normacy of an average winter day became apparent once again.
I met this one older woman recently. Man, they all look young here... Okay so maybe this one looked a little older, but anyway, I found out that she used to be a model. And then finally when the time came for me to disclose my age, I actually lied. This is the first time I felt compelled to lie about my age... Maybe I felt pressured to try to close the gap so that she would think of me as someone on her level and not try to look around for my parents. But ma was cool and the conversation progressed pretty smoothly. The next day my friend`s brother threw a party for his company, which is an investment bank firm. Shoot, I felt out of place when I went there, not just because my friends and I were the youngest ones there, but because I wasn`t able to see. There was too much bling blinding my eyes. The highlight of the night was when one of my friends, Bobby, tried to spit some game to a model from Romania, and the only thing she asked him was `How Old Are You?` to which Bobby unashamedly replied `23.` The model responded by just turning back around to where she was before Bobby went up to her! Dang, you swear Romania won the gold for gymastics! Okay, maybe they did, but dayamn did we feel the coldness of winter at that party. Anyway, just like how Lorena Bobbit really wanted her Oscar Mayer, that`s how much we wanted to get out. So we exited and left for Roppongi where winter wasn`t as cold.
Friday is supposed to be a day where you pay 3000 en, equivalent to 27 bucks and you get entrance to the club, plus all you can drink. Not too bad if you ask me. We`ll see what the fine print says when we get there. See you on the next train.
