I get huge cravings for beer whenever I'm overseas, not sure why.
Hokkaido Matcha Milk Pudding Shake (I might have gotten the arrangement of the words wrong but you get the idea, it was awesome.) and a bowl of beef udon which is what it is.
Changing room of Monki and my lace-up boots.


The 9hour ordeal. The terminal was so empty it felt like the rest of the world has left us behind. There were only dudes fixing stuff and a whole of good they were;making so much noise banging random metal things while I tried to sleep on 2 armchairs placed together.
The 9hour ordeal. The terminal was so empty it felt like the rest of the world has left us behind. There were only dudes fixing stuff and a whole of good they were;making so much noise banging random metal things while I tried to sleep on 2 armchairs placed together.
My startling face (sans makeup, sans sleep, sans everything and so I look like shit) at 2 A.M? Not sure what's with the weird expression but the eyebags kinda says a lot. And again, with the beer at around 3 A.M.


Yay, so there are pictures now, though not from my dslr. I would like to end off by saying that I love beer and I love my boots and I should sleep now right nowwww.
Yay, so there are pictures now, though not from my dslr. I would like to end off by saying that I love beer and I love my boots and I should sleep now right nowwww.
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