Oh my gosh, I'm so exhausted now. I went to a chicken bbq place with my mom and her friend. We had so much fun and we headed to a karaoke bar right in front of the chicken place. and after about 45 mins a group of approx 10 people came, young and old, male and female, all clothed in business suits. but they were so crazy. one guy started singing along with me with a mic and gawd he was so loud. but i found it amusing and fun rather than bothering.
so we, especially me and my mom, decided to have as much fun as possible in the given situation. but both of us, at the same time, pointed out that one of the guys in the group was cute. and that was when we got crazy. we picked songs that we thought they liked, like 90's pop and some rather inter-generational ones. and the guy actually came up on the stage with us several times to sing with us! and we were like, yes!
and funny thing is that my mom found out that there was another guy, rather quiet, but more good-looking than the guy. and she was like so excited each time he smiled at us! lol
we also sang some old songs like Enka and Kayokyoku, to please some of the old guys in the group and other customers there. and they really liked us! i mean, im used to singing songs in old japanese styles with "twists" and long-tones with strong vibrato, and the Mama (the big mama at the bar) and her son often danced to my singing. my mom and I did some duets too and, because our voices and techniques are quite similar to each other, we were almost like those twin singers or cousin singers who sing just like their partner.
it was so much fun! i really love singing at karaoke bars. karaoke boxes are okay, but it's sad that often times the people you go to karaoke with are your age and there's no intergenerational interaction. I enjoy meeting other customers and making friends with them, even if temporarily, because karaoke is about fun, not about singing only. singing in a karaoke box feels too usual, too everyday life to me, because it's so closed.
anyway, now im back home. with sore legs and a heavy stomach from drinking too much. I had 5 glasses of light cocktails at the chicken place, and 4 glasses of vodka & coke, as well as 8-9 glasses of shochu w/ oolong tea at the bar. i guess i should go to bed pretty soon. there's a grave-visiting tomorrow (or, this) morning so i have to wake up at least by 9 or 10, which is only 4 to 5 hours. which really sucks.
luckily i finished the translation work that I was supposed to do this weekend earlier today, but there's some other things that I have to do not very afar, like reading "Lesbian Phallus" and another chapter in Bodies That Matter by Butler and making a handout for our reading group on 26th. Another thing is a meeting with a prospective guest speaker for our gender studies course at ICU to discuss material of the lecture. that's this saturday. maybe there was something else that i cant quite remember at the moment but, well, she'll be right.
anyways, have a good nite, ppl.
maskee