Helpless watched you break this heart of mine and loneliness only wants you back here with me.

I'm alone in my hotel room while I type this. Yes, I get my own room! Finally, some privacy for the first time in ages. It seems like I'm writing in this everyday. I have less to say and nobody to talk to anymore. I don't know what I'm trying to prove, that I can be independent and not need anyone? And I don't want to go out to eat anymore because all I'm doing is wasting money. I've been waiting forever for your call. You make the first move, because I'm sure you're used to my stubborn ways. I've done all I could.

Japan is pretty cute. We have a pretty adorable tour guide. At first, I thought she was in her 20's or 30's, but it turns out she's like 40. That's not too bad I guess. I kind of had a feeling. She's really nice and funny. She's like your local Taiwanese girl, very welcoming. I never really liked tour guides, but I like this one. My father used to be a tour guide. I thought about doing it for a little bit, but I could never stand the thought of eating alone. I want to invite my tour guide to come eat with me...