White Walls and Doors

Where your dreams come true

(Disney is one huge marketing gimmick)

I am back. Back to these white walls and doors that lead to nothing. A bathroom, kitchen, and a room? No more hotel 7-11's or making up songs "many many people" getting sick of taking that damn bullet train, (yo it's 260km/h btw) lots of codenames, crappy restaurant service, Hiroshima, why yes Shinjuku Harajuku Shibuya Imadegawa Shinagawa Prince Hotel, bowling alleys, cheap purikura, trains trains trains, shopping, crossings, latelate night card games scary hands noob master ponyo-ness, climbing mountains and cable cars, cold yolks, "I swear it's real...!" "Are you for real?" "No, I'm fake!".

I am still in need of sleep. Some people wake you up for breakfast at 4am in the plane just for breakfast, and it wasn't even all that nice. I have more unpacking to do, those Disneyland gifts, trinklets and blah blah blah.

I have my trials in three days and guess what? No studying for me.