I’m a wuss
So it’s about 2 degrees celcius outside…that’s…around 35 degrees Fahrenheit. I’m wearing four layers of heattech and underclothes warm clothes and I’m still shivering. The Japanese girls? Oh they have their jackets on, but a lot are wearing mini skirts. And shorts. This is not uncommon in Japan at all. It can be friggen snowing outside and bam. Legs out declaring their paleness like a white pride rally.
Do Japanese girls have special insulation in their legs that is invisible given how skinny they are? There thighs dont touch when their standing with their feet TOGETHER. That’s beyond skinny, that’s “a strong wind can carry me across town” skinny. And yet, skirts. Not that I’m complaining cause I’m a dude. A dude who likes checking out girls who wear skirts and shorts. But also apparently a dude who can’t handle the cold as well as said girls. Maybe theyre wearing so many layers up top that heat is actually transfered via special blood vessels fueled by hello kitty and excessive giggling. I have no idea. Someone who can speak English should wear a skirt and let me know if I’m just over exaggerating the cold. In the interest of sexual equality I’ll do it too, but only if you find me a skirt that fits yet still compliments my figure.
Does this make it sound like I spend a majorty of my time in Japan checking out just about every remotely attractive girl that walks by? That is not an inaccurate statement by any means. Oh what? It doesn’t? Crap. Well now you know what I’m doing whenever I’m out of the apartment. It’s ok though they can’t tell I’m one of the foreigners. Im like an Asian chameleon, able to blend in regardless of what country he’s in.