Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sevenyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

If you don’t know what that subject means, you don’t know me, bitch! Hee hee. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sevenyaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh babagitibaba. I am SO motherfucking Rafiki from The Lion King, yo.

So, on Saturday morning I woke up a bit hungover from the enkai, and went with Ann into Tokyo to do some shopping, meet up with Emily, and see The Lion King (the musical). It was a very important day, as I went to the Kate Spade store and got my Jack Spade bag that I had seen when Kris was here. I had literally been dreaming about it, and decided to treat myself to it, even though it is more expensive than a month of rent. I have decided that I can live in my bag for a month if I have to. It is so cute!!!!!!!! It is the gayest thing I have ever seen in my life, but cuuuuuuuuuuuute. Thank god Japan is the gayest country in the world, because no one thinks twice about it. However, I fear I may be attacked if I carry it in the States. Let’s hoping that Americans become more fashionable before I return!

Ann and I wandered around Omotesando and Omotesando Hills (the new fancy-shmancy mall there). Hills’ architecture is cool, but I would never buy anything there. Like no one has ever heard of 7/8 of the stores there! I swear they are just expensive because they are in that mall. If a place is too pretentious for me, that is a bad sign.

Anyway, after some fuckfuckfuckfuckwe’refuckinglateandgonnamisstheshow running to Lion King (with Ann in heels, sorry, Ann!), we made it to Lion King. Only Japan would start a show at fucking 5:30 at night (good for trains back to Gunma, tho). Anyway, the show was good! I had seen it in LA, so I knew what it was like in English. I think I enjoyed it the most, because Ann and Em were like “it just made me want to see it in English!” It was really good, tho. I looooooooove how it is directed. The only bad thing is that when Japanese people pretend to be black and soulful, they fail miserably. Hello, you’re Japanese, your voices are thin as paper, you aren’t soulful. But that wasn’t a problem for most of it…good shit! Yay, theatre!