1. I hate shopping for souvenirs. For anything. For family or other people. With other person. When we shop we always become a perfectionist/huge-pain-in-the-flat-ass, scrutinizing every product with every stinking tiny difference. I always suffer from a severe case of excruciating boredom, if I’m the company, or of nagging guilt, if I’m the shopper.
2. My bike’s so slow it’s not even remotely close to funny. Sort of feel like riding an open-roofed bajaj. And it’s a bit noisy too. Teketek ketek ketek ketek. Am predicting that the ride up to and down from campus is going to be mind-numbingly long and boring. Shit I’ll get even duller, won’t I?
3. Am seriously considering going to onsen/ofuro every time I’m going to ride the bike. I mean, before I ride it. Not ‘when’ ’cause that doesn’t make any sense, and not ‘after’. Before. ‘Cause it makes the whole ride feel much, oh very much less cold.
Current music: Long Before Rock ‘n Roll – Mando Diao
Current mood: Onsen-peaceful, slightly sleepy
