Ahh when I could leave the house. Do anything I wanted. A trip to the supermarket. 'Inageya ikimasu. Ahh do you wanna go ekimae today? Oh Daiei ikou? Kyou waribiki?!?' freedom. Freedom. Oh freedom. May sometimes have been lonely. But oh freedom. Shinjuku was far. But just 40 minutes away. I didn't like Shibuya much. But I would like to go there now. Eating the cheese gyoza Arashi ate, at Ikebukuro. There was just too little time. Too little. Three months, with school everyday. Plus we couldn't abandon schoolwork.
Going home everyday, watching the rice in the paddy field grow. How the little vegetable patch on our way home would always been filled with strange things like tomatoes, brinjals etc in the soil. How the cabbages were grown and just left to rot. Haha. The biyouin at the zebra crossing. The little backlane that me and Taoye challenged one day. Kurazushi and the annoying song. Going to 7/11 for takeaway meals and Sunkus for fried chicken. Youna ya. Hahah. That naughty girl.