it'll be two fucking years (already?!?!) in november.
yezzir, marks my second year being back in tokyo.....
but to be frank. i don'know if i'll ever fit in japan's
society. mainly because i am hella not accepted-- which
is completely fine but at times, extremely irritable,
mainly because originality and the ugly duckling is
almost the same.
laaaady coworkers. mannn, why do they give me such a
hard time. talking mad shit about me in the nicest way
possible. you know that you lost the game if you heat up.
so i laugh, while i want to take the nearest bottle and
smash it on their face. or on my own head. who can really
tell the difference anyway?
so i am a bit tired.
of this japanese society bullshit.
because i am not that one way. and i know i'll never be.
but it's not like i am american either.
so what the hell am i?
i'm asij, huh.
that's dope!!!
to end the night, i'll tell you about my nightmare i had.
chucky. from child's play? he was out to get me yeeesssir.
waiting cunningly inbetween my pillow and sheets. i sense
him so i yell, GOOD NIGHT outloud and turn off one of the
lights and stay at the corner of my room. minutes pass,
and i spot his blue eyes from the tiny space between my
bed sheets.
holy shit, i was about to piss in my pants.
muah.
