Chiao Lee left for Japan today. Guess she'll have lots of fun there. And hopefully she'll get to see Namie in action!! Most importantly, she could get some Tokyo Jihen stuff for me!! Muahaha~
When I walked into the ladies at the airport, I was startled to find that the toilet cleaner was crying. Really crying, like just sitting there with her face red and her eyes all teary. I wanted to ask her if there was anything wrong, but when I came out of the cubicle, she walked into her little storeroom. I don't know why this affects me. Somehow, I really feel for her. Sitting there all alone with no one to comfort and ease her pain. I wish I'd just went ahead and asked her. Sigh...
And it was best that way, she knew. But it was also awkward. Not to mention difficult. Always having to guard her tongue and her heart. Always having to pretend that it meant nothing to her when he touched her, or looked at her, or spoke to her in public in that warm, interested way of his. Because none of it was real, she reminded herself. And if she forgot that for more than a moment, she as nothing but a fool.
14th March 2007 - the day Now Playing performed some Japanese funk and jazz to the Singaporean public via the concourse of Esplanade. Oh it was a scintillating experience - one which I hope to reprise again. Someday.