I have spent by far the greater part of today in bed. It was my hostel’s staff party last night… lots of good Japanese food, sake, beer, champagne, shots and beer. And me being very drunk. Who is the boy with the green hat? I don’t know, but I had lots of fun all the same. Danced and flirted and tried to pick up boys and girls, and eventually succeeded in finding a boy who wanted to kiss me. And lost my glasses due to dancing too energetically and crawled around the dancefloor in papa jack’s and popped the lens out when I did find them, and promptly forgot all about it. Hence having no idea what The Boy in the Green Hat looks like. Although I do have a vague idea that he’s cute, and probably too young for me.
Oh, and my entire face is peeling. Damn sunburn! At least I got a text from Legoboy at 6 this morning asking if I was ok. It’s unbelievably nice to know that someone cares enough to ask sometimes. Now I must go pay for my room. I’ve been staying for free for the last day and a half, so I’d better fess up and cough up.
