Here we are

It was during the dinner, one instant it just felt so weird.
I felt like I've known these people longer than I actually have.
Thought I know what this gentleman likes to drink, and how this other guy talks.
Even though I can't understand much from their conversations, the kind gestures and friendly smiles I truly appreciated.
Almost deja-vu like, but with no context. It just all felt right, as if they were old friends, or I have been there before.
- May 10th 2018

Came across a bar during noon, seemed like a cool bar which also served traditional Japanese food, managed by an old couple.
At night, after dinner I stepped into this bar with no expectations.
The night turned into a great night of me chatting with the bar owners and spent time with a girl.
They say no great story ever started with 'I ordered a bowl of salad.....'
My stories, usually start with I walked into a certain place alone, usually involving alcohol, and they end epic.
- May 12th 2018

Had dinner at a restaurant which the exterior caught our attention.
It turned out to be famous place, and food was great.
Super cute waitress. If you told me the next time I go there she'd still be there, I'd go.
After dinner I stopped by a little bar.
There were two young guys who are studying medicine there who started a conversation with us.
Talked to the owner, then Mr X came in with a girl.
Mr X is British and we had fun.
Night ended with Mr X being super wasted but he managed to still recommend a bar owned by his fellow Brit buddy.
- May 9th 2018.

Went looking for the recommended bar. It wasn't open, and I thought I was fooled.
Drank at another bar instead, and then I found out that bar wasn't supposed to be open yet earlier.
So I went back. Had a couple of drinks and Mr X came in after the owner texted him, saying that his mate was at the bar.
Chit chat chit chat.
The two of us finished a bottle of shochu.
Night continued.
"It's Friday night, I got my boys over here, Fuckin first Malaysian I've ever met with a fuckin white boy's name, my military Jap, and my Nepalese boys. Let's get a taxi and head down to X."
- May 11th 2018

Dinner with the team after work is what they usually do.
It was a nice dinner, I sat next to CEO, composed, fun (or at least I thought I was). And her.
- May 14th 2018

Angels.
I believed I had the power to be friends with angels.
- May 16th 2018

Some of these people I just somehow grew so close to, for some silly reasons. Most of the time because of the drinking.
I felt like I was part of something bigger.
Personal relationships with these people on individual levels even. It has been satisfying.
Nearing the end of the two weeks, I probably had too much of drinks at night, and too much coffee during the day, my hands were trembling the whole time.
Cut down on caffeine, but carried on with the drinking.
So it's not surprising I brought my trembling hands home.
And her.
- May 18th 2018