Day 134
2:00
Went home straight after class again to work on the ASICS website. It’s 2AM again, I just stopped working and I don’t really feel like sleeping.
Day 133
1:00
For every time we see the feeling gets stronger. I might be all you need to sleep well at night. But I’m just a messed up man.
Day 132
17:00
I went to Streamers Coffee Company and it was packed. Every Starbucks had a queue of about 15 to 20 people. And this is how Sundays look like in Shibuya if you’re trying to relax and have a coffee.
Day 131
3:00
I finally took Jinssol to Trump Room so she could show off a bit.
Day 130
22:00
Night out drinking with Beer—whose real name is Piyanut—and his friends.
Day 129
16:00
I can’t focus. And I don’t know what to do. I haven’t written for days. I miss it. I am tired of carrying this camera. Of taking instant photos that I can’t edit. Of not being more daring with my photos. I feel so dull, so quiet, so shy. I feel so trapped.
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Day 128
19:00
Tonight I've learnt how to dine line a Korean. We just had a lot of sochu until the first person collapsed on the table. I think we ate some food too.