jgey的单身日记
随便写写...
its 1:12am, I am drunk, after countless glasses of champegne and ram&coke, I am so drunk now.
This was another fascinating night in tokyo, I love tokyo so much!!! Went to dinner with Yi, in a cool thai restaurant, food was great. Afer that, joined Marc and his friends for drinks in Heartland. It was great! Marc's friends are so desperate for girls, damn it, they trying so hard to please Yi, hahaha... really funny, Yi quite enjoying it. I was being with Marc, and Jeff, old Jeff, who always quite serious and entertaining, and another guy, I forgot his name, good looking one, from canada, who declared he is 5'11, and nobody believed that, cos they thought he was taller than that. Jeff is 6 feet, I told them I thought 5'10-6 would be perfect for me, and opinions from guys, 5'4 would be perfect for them to kiss a girl, fortunately, I am 5'4, with high heels, maybe 5'6. This topic was quite entertaining, the next one was Goldman SUCKS, abt the reputation of that famous rich bank, which was really bad, everybody making fun of it. Anyway, I had great fun, except Marc was trying to kiss me for many times, which I couldnt take easy. Oh year, there was a french guy, who dancing with the bottle of champegne, I heard he was getting married soon, WOW...
Yi disappeared, I was quite pissed with that, and blamed Marc that where the fuck his friend took my friend, Marc said, "easy, your friend is old enough", right, she is an adult, just hope she wouldnt sleep with Marc's friend, that gonna be another disaster. Marc was trying to convince me to go home with him, I said No, cos I got a busy week, and tomorrow had to work, still lots of packing waiting for me home. Then Marc was being such a gentleman to walk me to the station, when we said good-bye to each other, all of a sudden, he said,"Jess, I really, really, like you a lot..." I was going to say "yeah yeah yeah...blah blah blah..." But when I look into his eyes, there was something special, something serious, something I couldnt just bullshit with... instead, I said, "Dont get yourself drunk, go home earlier, and sleep tight, be a good boy." Kissed on his cheek, then i left. On the platform, got a phone call from Yi, she was going home, alone, thank god, I had been so worried.
The cab driver was so nice, that he was telling me all weather forecast for the next week, anyway, I wouldnt be here, china or california, whatever, nowhere could be as fun as tokyo...
hope tomorrow would be a sunny day! I am going to sleep...
可好，一天没干别的，看了个饱。
好博克，好文笔，好生活，好男朋友。
有情调有追求，生活丰富的人阿，
真实的感受比什么都感人，毫无矫饰叙事方式让我学习不少。
jgey，加油。
另外，
那些跟贴的人们啊，
人家jgey的日记，中英文混杂看起来舒服，那叫自然流露。
各位就不要这样做了。
说英文就英文到底，
中文就一直Chinese，OK？
我知道我的意见一定会发挥它应有的屁用的，就是随便一说。
A Chinese girl who lives in Tokyo and parties with foreign (Western) i-bankers – the ultimate tale of globalization. Sounds like a fun night out. As for Marc, drunken love confessions sometimes are the revelation of true feelings, sometimes are another desperate attempt to get laid, sometimes are the combination of both. Being a guy I would not know how you would respond, but if I were in your situation and a girl told me that she really liked me, I would take her home in a heartbeat (if I am at least somewhat attracted to her). But I guess for girls it’s a totally different ball game.
I like that you choose to write in English when you were drunk, interesting.
G.C.
没ID, 零时注了一个.
善待自己,游戏人生,21世纪一代新女性啊.
following your heart. that is what I was thinking during the reading. I remember that in an indian movie, a uncle said to his nephew: "a man will never be complete untill he is married." the same to a lady, i reckon. But at the moment, we do not need that part. everyone makes mistakes. what we are doing might trun out not to be a best option when we think back in the future. who knows. no one is fortuneteller. The only best way I can do, the only best way to treat myself fairly is to follow my heart!
what nice words!
so how does marc stack up to you-know-who?
-- who lives up to the reputation of being really nosy ; )
--who's having a hangover
-- who's really nosy. ; )