Day 7 (Monday)
Cakes day \o/
We went stuffing ourselves with cakes at Sweets Paradise \o/
In Paris \o/
(actually it was in Kichijoji)
After a bit of window-shopping (more like actual shopping for blacki), we returned home to prepare ourselves, as later that night we were going clubbing.
And while dancing in front of the mirrors, i noticed that walking twice a day the 15mn-path (with a super steep slope included) to the station is starting to pay, my thighs were much more toned, in my micro short...
The way back home was quite funny, with drunken salarymen who were all greco-roman wrestling on the station's platform...
While i'm writing, singapore roommate is taking her shower, and... she makes fucking strange noises. Sounds like she started quite a meaningful relationship with the shower head.