68 posts tagged “hostess”
It is clear to me that I have an addictive personality, there are many things I need to stop doing. But! Like OptaMISStik, I have an embarrassing habit I must write about. I see it every day on the way to work, neon colorful, playing happy electronic tunes, an oasis in the middle of Roppongi bars... the Game Center!
But there is more, dear reader, I have but one vice at the game center: the dreaded UFO Catchers!!! Those evil machines filled with the most desirable of plushies. I see those cute faces, piled upon each other, trapped inside that clear cube, guarded by the mindless UFO grabber. I must save them! At all and any cost!
I open my coin purse and lack the 100 yen coins I need. I toughen up and whip out a 1000 yen note, then make my way to the change machine. Do not fear, dear little plushes, I will return for you!
With ten coins I am able to make my attack. I always fail the first time! The second time, I get serious. But I am only able to move that plush slighty. The third try is a charm. I go in for a deep sweep. YES! Success. Two of my friends fall out from their prison.
While I am sure they are grateful for being free of their captor, they long for their friends, the other members of their family, I need the full set! Like a true comrade, I take the sacrifice and feed the machine more of my coins. There is no turning back now. I save the green guy. Tension builds as I continue to falter, my coin purse beginning to feel so light. But I still need to get the blue one!
At last! My collection is complete! The joy I feel is overwhelming, mission accomplished!
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Went to Mask after work and met this one customer I know. He was with a Canadian hostess from Ginza. She was kind of stupid but we drank together. Afterward, the customer suggested we go to a strip club, I said sure! I think it's fun. We went for a couple hours and I enjoyed it but the Canadian girl was freaking out, it was her first time in Roppongi.
I requested a blond Russian girl to sit with us and she was pretty friendly; she kept feeling me up. I didn't mind, the new shirt I wore was silky (it is a pajama shirt) and it felt nice to be petted. By the end of the night, I had gotten a private dance and tipped the stripper the Japanese way (which was me laying back on the stage, my shirt unbuttoned, holding the note in my mouth while the stripper rubbed herself on my chest and face, finally taking the cash with her mouth). It was an interesting experience.
I bought the wallet I mentioned yesterday, I love it! But I am keeping it in the box. It is driving me crazy, I need to buy the purse (I put it on reserve). I have a Vivienne Westwood handkerchief, cigarette pouch, and wallet, but I need to buy that purse! Next week...
I stole some tights from Shibuya yesterday. I am kinda stupid. I dreamt that I got arrested last night. I also dreamt of the UFO catchers and stealing plushies out of the bottom of the machine. Yeah I am crazy. Stealing is another thing I need to quit, I will add it to the long list of my terrible addictions.
I guess they aired my earthquake interview on Fuji TV today because my friend in Kyoto mailed me and said she saw me! Then I got online to check my email, and some friends on mixi also said they saw my comment! Yay! Too bad I missed it.
Planning to go to a Happening Bar on Friday night with Baldy and dragging Workaholic Hostess along. I can't wait! I have been interested in going for a while now, and it is finally becoming a reality.
Work was pretty slow yesterday. I was number 5 last week and number 6 for the month *unenthusiastic woo~* I got sent home early last night, but made a little cash at Mask afterward. The rain has stopped and it's all sunny again. I think I am going take a walk to OIOI in Shibuya and buy the Vivienne Westwood wallet I want.
Yesterday I couldn't do anything all day. I stayed at home stressing about the night ahead of me, hoping that customers would come save me. I stayed in my room and listened to the clock tick for quite a while. It was all very dramatic.
I started getting ready for work an hour ahead of normal. I didn't have anything to do! Even though I took my time, I still finished my hair and makeup too early. I sat outside and chainsmoked then walked to work.
When I got to work I talked to the manager, with a smile on my face being friendly. The first thing he said to me was, Oh, you came without a douhan? This was not the first thing I wanted to hear. I told him that I really hope these people I called would come in to request me tonight and that I really tried my best. He told me that I should have done that a long time ago, and that some hostesses do this everyday. He was being a dick for no reason. I told him that I was following his instructions and bringing in a customer as he asked of me, so what was the problem? He said that there was no guarantee that I wouldn't get fired and that he didn't want to hear my excuses. I stopped talking.
Guitar guy showed up not long after the club opened and reqested me so I was relieved, but he told me that he probably would not be able to see me again before I leave. I dunno, I can't help that. He didn't stay long, which I was glad about because Kimura showed up! I was so happy that he showed up, I had been bugging him all day about coming. He was taller than I expected and sat across the room. I was sitting with Smily guitar guy so WH sat with our new customer.
After a while I joined them. It was kinda interesting, three people who know each other from the internet in the same spot. I have gone to lots of internet meets before, but this was kind of bizarre, the circumstances and characters. Anyway, not long after, WH's friend Baldy showed up and along with Dancer girl we had a big party. Baldy sang quite well and with intensity... Dancer girl was in tears laughing at him. Overall it was quite entertaining and I was thrilled to have their company.
After the guys left, I had to sit with the Romanian girl's customer. It was sort of strange because Drunk boss told me to go sit with him before the other girl. I dunno if he requested me or what but the Romanian girl joined us shortly afterward. They were in the middle of a big fight and I tried to calm them down... But it was hopeless. I just chilled and smoked until I was told to go. The manager told me not to be late on Monday.
I went out for really, really, delicious spaghetti with WH, Dancer girl and Baldy. I got reprimanded by WH for having unsafe sex. I am so stupid, I know! I will never let it happen again. I got a condom from Baldy and I am gonna carry it around with me now. Feels weird but if I am sleeping around then I should be smart.
After the wonderful spaghetti (I am not sure if it was truly really good or if I just haven't had pasta in months, probably both) Baldy went home and we girls went to shisha and had a drink. Dancer girl really dances! As if in a music video. We left not long after.
Dancer girl went over to WH's house and I stayed in Roppongi for a while longer. Nothing interested me. I was walking home and saw some white guy standing very tourist-like, seemingly lost. I asked him if he was okay, he said yeah and that I was really kind to ask, he thought it was great. Whatever. I started walking but he came after me and asked me if I was hungry. I said no I was going home. He kept on trying to buy time with me but I kept declining. He told me he wanted to take my photo. He told me he was a photographer and he wanted to take my pictures.
I thought it was a joke but he gave me a card. The naked figure on the back of the business card made it clear what sort of photos he wanted to take. I listened to him though. I thought it was interesting. I asked him if this was the way he tried to pick up girls. The conversation lasted far too long, probably because we were both a little drunk. I started walking home.
I called the number on the card on my way and told him my name. I dunno if he will call me again. I went home and slept.
I stayed in bed for several hours yesterday feeling kinda bad, but got up after dark and went to Roppongi. I had promised the guy at Mask that I would come. He owed me money anyway, only about 5000 yen, but still, that is something! About ten percent of the bag I wanna buy!
After I got bored of the place (no customers), I went to visit a few other bars. Nothing was happening. I was going to go home when I heard a male voice call my name, Anna??
It was his voice that made me recognise him more than his image, but I immediately remembered him and said his name. This weird Japanese guy I had a brief romance with last summer! He got sacked at JPMorgan and works for Mitsubishi UFJ now. He is still too rich for his own good and we went for a few glasses of champagne at Tokyo Midtown orange. He seemed way too happy to see me. We chatted about what has happened since last summer.
He had been drinking with his customer and was on his way home. He insisted I take a taxi to my house, I said sure. He kissed me several times in the taxi, then I left. I know he hardly has any time, so who knows if he will see me again.
Tonight is a fateful night for me! I hope everything works out at work and they let me stay for a couple more weeks.
I went to Shibuya yesterday and stared at the Vivienne Westwood bag and wallet I want to buy at O1O1 for several minutes. This is not the first time I have done it. I want to buy them so bad, but I just cannot afford them. I bought a 1000 yen VW handkerchief instead. I must buy that purse!
As I walked in Shibuya, I got interviewed by some guys from Fuji TV! They asked if I could speak Japanese, I said a little. They asked me about what I thought about the earthquakes this summer, as a foreigner, and I said they were kinda fun and interesting to me. Not a cause of concern. They thought it was a little strange. Anyway, I am famous now!
On my walk home, Yusuke called me and we made plans to meet up at night, after I finished work. I went to work and was fine until I was told that I needed to take a day off today and that if I could not bring a customer in on Friday, it would be my last day. I was really pissed because I hate being under control. But I had to think. Hopefully tomorrow will work out, and customers will come and request me!
I was sent home early too. I went and drank a few strong drinks at Mask and then met up with with Yusuke. We went to Shinjuku and had dinner at this udon place. I drank straight shochu at the restaurant and bought a bottle of sake at the convini. I was sort of in a bad mood, but I wanted to enjoy my night with Yusuke. I wanted to get high, I wanted some sort of release, but alcohol does not provide that for me, no matter how much I drink. But he was kind to me and eased my nerves.
We went to a hotel and spent the night there. We left around 11:30 this morning. He wanted to take me to this architecture exposition near Roppongi so we went. I was not feeling very good, hot flashes and general malaise. We had lunch (helped me feel better) and I walked home. I showered and slept a bit this afternoon.
My computer will not start after a check disk run. Really frustrating but it was having problems already and I think it might be dead. I am going to ask my brother's friend who studies in Tokyo to take a look, he used to work as a computer repair man at an electronics store, so he should be able to fix it, right? I need my computer!
In addition to having a healing itchy tattoo on my back, I have two huge mosquito bites on both my lower legs. Someone shoot me! At least I can scratch the bites.
Last night was ridiculous. WH and I trailed behind stupid Fuckwater for ages. We at one point sat in the lobby of the Imperial Hotel in Hibiya as drunken Fuckwater decided to leave. Though I got a little bit of cash for a taxi (did not spend it), it was a complete waste of time, and I felt bad because WH had an appointment in the morning... and I dragged her along... for nothing!
Yusuke bought airplane tickets to Viet Nam (among other places, he is also visiting Thailand and Singapore while I stay in Viet Nam). I dunno how I feel about that. He will only meet me for a few days, but it feels strange having a man follow me around. Maybe he likes me more than I thought? I think it is a little strange that he calls me everyday, but maybe it is what normal people do?
My professors from UW have started emailing me with book information already. I still have over a month before classes begin, but still, fall quarter is approaching!
Edit~
Forgot to mention that my dear friend Kaoru emailed me. He wants to meet for dinner next week. I have been waiting for him to get back to me. Also, I recieved my tickets to see the Gazette! The concert is next Saturday, I can’t wait to see them live! The tickets aren’t bad at all (the seat seems better than the one I had for Buck-Tick) and I might be able to see their faces! The concert is at the Saitama Super Arena, very huge place. Should be awesome!
I finally got it! I went to the same artist who did my Ukifune tattoo (I had promised him I would come back next year). He is so professional and talented. I adore his rendition of my idea. He worked quite quickly and the final product was worth every yen. (The cost turned out to be about half as much as I expected, he finished it in half the time he warned me to be prepared for!)
It doesn't hurt so much anymore, but it was very painful during the tattooing. I loved it, it really pushed me. I could never inflict pain to myself for two hours, and to sit there and have to take it was such an experience. I can't really explain it (I think it was more painful because of my sensitive state). I survived! I am so happy with the design, I feel pure joy whenever I look at it, I have wanted this tattoo for two years now. It is still healing, but here are some shots from yesterday:
Work was the same old, same old. Feels like there are no girls anymore, but I guess it is about the same, minus one or two. In the past two weeks, I have only worked three days, so my next month's pay is going be quite small. I went out with Workaholic Hostess to her old club after work and had a drink with the weird wig-wearing man. It was fun to be a customer at a hostess club, freedom to be silly and no need to worry about the customer beside you too much.
Anyway, it is the weekend now. I want to go to Alta in Shinjuku but I think that is going to have to wait. I don't want to put real clothes on because it will mess with my tattoo situation (keeping it moist!), so I might just stay in today. Yusuke wants to go to Yokohama tomorrow, I have never been there before, so I want to go. I am on my period though! And my tattoo needs special care... I can't sleep with him.
The global sustainibility seminar is over! Last night we had a big goodbye party with food and drinks and speeches. I requested champagne for the party and my wish was granted! No good party is ever complete without champagne, I say. I drank a bunch of sake and shochu as well, and ended up reading peoples' palms and making inappropriate jokes in the hotel lobby.
Up until this morning as I was waiting for the bus back to Tokyo from Shonan, I had no idea where I was going to live. Right before I got on the bus, the landlord of the place I had been staying in before contacted me. He said I could move back in!
So right now I am back in Nishi Azabu in the same room, but it is filled with this Filapina girl's shoes and clothes and cosmetics. I think she works at night in Shinjuku; I have not met her yet though, she has a day job.
Anyway, I've just showered and feel free again! Going back to Roppongi to work one night before Obon yasumi begins next week. I have no other responsibilities for the summer. It is nice to hear the 5 oclock bells again!
Yesterday was a bit stressful. I am not very fond of working in groups, and working with six very smart and opinionated students on one project has been very tiring, we argue more than we agree and it is taking ages just to decide on a viable thesis.
Yusuke, that graduate student from Todai, and I have been mailing each other off and on for the past couple days. He called me in the afternoon and suggested we meet at night, but with work it is really inconvenient for me. We had planned on going to the Tokyo bay fireworks this Saturday, but I secretly wanted to see him before the weekend. I said I would call him back.
After school, I was supposed to meet my professor for dinner because she wanted to check up on us, to hear our concerns, in a more private setting. It was very kind of her; she heard me out (I complained about a lot of things in the program) and fed me! That is all I need from the world, an ear to complain to and good Japanese food.
I had to leave the dinner early and rush to Roppongi for work, I was almost late. At work I told Yusuke to meet me at Takadanobaba station at 12:30. He said he would be there. I felt so rebellious, thinking of bringing him to my dormitory. Work was slow... I drank a little white wine and left early around 23:30.
Some dude tried to talk to me at the station as I was waiting for Yusuke. I was so glad to meet up with him again. I think he is cool... We went for a drink at the Cotton Club (I have been wanting to go there ever since I moved to Waseda) then to my dorm. We were trying to be sneaky, but Yu, the Japanese guy from my class (only person who knows I work at night) spotted us just as we were entering my room. Haha... A little awkward, the two guys ignored each other. Yu thinks I am some kind of whore.
Yusuke spent the night in my small room, I didn't want to go to school today... But I am here and I better get back to work. I think I like him... I can't wait to see him again on Saturday.
I miss sleeping in til 5 PM. I am tired of my classmates and teachers. I can't believe I have to spend 5 whole days with them isolated in Shonan next week, nothing but the Pacific ocean to keep me entertained. I have sort of secured my position in class as the girl who does not eat lunch with everyone else and who is always busy in the evenings. To be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way... it just makes the group project awkward.
Anyway, I am stressing out about the next few weeks, moving out of the dorms, meeting my brother on Saturday (I think I am going to have to let my older brother meet Yusuke, since they both want to go to the fireworks with me this Saturday...), buying airplane tickets to Viet Nam, finding a place to live in Seattle, among other things I can't be bothered to think about right now. Work sucks. It takes me 40 minutes to get to Roppongi, and I have to leave work a little early to catch the train. I am paranoid about my paycheck not being accurate. That sort of thing makes me very angry.
I really wish I could sleep more. I have not had a full night's rest in a few weeks. Working and attending classes has cut into my sleep significantly (it appears as a dramatic drop in hours in my sleeping logs because I was sleeping so much last month).
Trying my best!
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