Bloodlust

Our visit to Japan was terrible. Sanyu came up with the idea to try and pass me off as a girl to his parents. We ran into Manami, who agreed to assist us by lending me some clothes, in exchange for the contents of our mini-bar. She still holds a grudge against me.
I cannot believe I agreed to take part in such a ridiculous plan.
..Actually, as much as I loathe having to admit it, the disguise worked quite well. If it had not been for a simple mistake, they would still believe I was female.
At least the truth is out. Sanyu no longer has to lie.

Sanyu thinks we should start using our journals again. I think it is a good idea to put my thoughts down in words. I would prefer a real journal of bound paper but I am ensuring that I move with the times and do not end up becoming technophobic.
We are leaving for Japan tomorrow evening. I assume you have already heard the difficult situation Sanyu and myself are in. We are still unsure of what to do. I am anxious to impress his family, but it seems unlikely I can do so by being myself.

*Not feeling very eloquent because it is the middle of the day* ..Sunlight affects my faculties.
I have finally been allowed to have an online journal. It is an honour, though I'm not sure I approve of the username. I think it is obvious that Sanyu and Stacey chose it.