May 13. The dreaded day of transfer from the "rotten" NishimachiHouse to my permanent bachelor type apartment in ShinKawasaki. Dreaded? Hell yeah. I hate things like packing things up, making up my mind for another routine, and adjustments to a new place. I know I am looking forward for this transfer but somehow the thought of packing, then talking to a Japanese taxi driver to go head for the transfer place (saying "hai hai" when you really do not know what he means), updating my ARC (Alien Registration Card), losing my Nishimachi house daily cash allowance, losing my free commodities in Nishimachi house (and actually paying for them with my own budget when living in ShinKawasaki). You may wonder(if you are witty enough huh) that I used the word "rotten" with Nishimachi house. Well, it may be an overstatement, but guess what, having a door in my room with two wholes on it (one is covered with an F4 boyband poster), staying at the fifth floor on a no-elevator building (even hostels now have one), and a shower room in the basement(it would take years for me to get up and have a shower), could somehow justify my situation. To top all that, my air conditioner is just nothing but a thing sticking at the wall(If you know what I mean). Well, what would I expect on a one-centavo soup anyway?
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