Thursday, January 26, 2006

Sayuri! Sayuri!


And the hotel is just next door, coincidence?

I don't know. This lighting thingy in Shinjuku just reminds me of those Japanese drama moments.
You know, when the guy realises his true love was the cleaning lady and had to dash from some company ballroom.
Cue in some Korean 'I believe' song and people walking against him in slow motion, yea, that's your default scene.
If I were to have a girl with me, she'd be dead. I'd put my scarf around her neck, hand her a warm instant Starbucks coffee, 'accidentally' held her hand, you know.
Too bad I was with Sho instead. And we walked off pretty fast, like any other people around us. Reality bites.