How are you doing?
I hope you're enjoying summer just as much as I am. As soon as it's not raining here, it's really fricking hot, haha. And I know it's only gonna get worse from now on, especially when I'll be going to Okinawa. I might just die.
If I do, tell my mom and dad I like them.
And my dog.
I like my dog too.
Well, I thought about making all my posts here in Japan chronological, but.....
nahhh.
If I did, I'd be making one heck of a lot of posts about shopping and staring at hosts (seriously, it's my new most favorite hobby. ever.).
So instead, I'll just write, well, whatever I want.
Here goes!!
I bet you all know already, but in case there's some innocent people left out there in the world, I'll just make a quick introduction to hosts.
Basically, it's guys ranging from super-duper-extremely-I'd-do-you-anyday-hot to wtf-u-doin looking guys standing on basically every street corner from around 9pm every night trying to pick up desperate girls who'd like the hosts to treat them as princesses for one night.
Sounds like hookers?
Yes.
Are they hookers?
Definitely not.
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| yes this is a completely unrelated picture, but I don't have any related pics right now, and if there wasn't any pics in this blog post, it would kill you. I swear. |
They are, as the name sort of implies, hosts. Guys who earn money from sitting with you trying to get you drunk (that way their "shop" as they call it (read: bar) earns more money you see) while entertaining you as much as possible and doing their best to treat you like a princess to make you wanna stay longer or even come back again.
Or at least that's what I know.
So far.
We decided to skip Disneyland and go to a hostbar sometime before my friend leaves, so I'll tell you in details later.
You want to read this. I totally know you do.
Anyhow, the way the hosts go about it is that whenever a girl or a group of girls passes by them, they go up to them and asks like if they're busy or if they wouldn't wanna go to the hostclub 'cause it's "soooo cheap" and they'd have an awesome time and blablabla.
The hosts aren't making any money unless they get customers, so one would think they're trying pretty hard to get some, right?
Nope.
Not in Ikebukuro!
Half of the time they're just lurking on the corners just texting on their phones looking like the really, really don't like life.
But it's super fun watching them, so lately me and my friend have spent basically every night sitting on a fence close to where the hosts are, cheering for them going like "GO GET HERRRRRR!!!!", "NO TRY HARDER", "awwww, rejected again..", "SMILE MORE", "omg bitch try harder!" etcetera etcetera...
It might sound ridiculous, and believe me, it really is.
But it's also really fun, especially 'cause we're kind of trolling the hosts.
You see, two young, foreign girls in pretty much full make-up with our big, pretty foreign eyes (coughcirclelensescough) and oh-so-cute-outfits really attract a lot of attention. Mostly from really drunk guys in their late thirties going like "herrroooo wherre arrre uuu fwom?" and then almost shitting themselves when I reply in Japanese.
this means that we get hit on at least three times in an hour, meaning we totally do the hosts job better than they do, and we're trying (if that's even possible) even less than they do.
hahahahaha, owned.
I even said to one of the hosts (we keep forgetting to ask for his name, so right now we're just calling him "buddy") that we're kind of beating them, and he made a supersad face and went like "....I quit."
In the beginning, we were kind of just circling around Ikebukuro being really desperate and embarrassed and probably the hosts were all like "wtffff", but eventually we picked out a place somewhere close to them and figured that since they were standing on the street all night, we were in our full rights to stare shamelessly at them.
And after doing that for three days, they not only try to make us come into their clubs (where the first one will be like "it's so cheap! Only 10.000 yen!" and then 10 minutes later another one will go "It's only 1500 yen!" and the latest bid was 1000 yen. We're wondering when they'll start offering to pay us for going...), they actually start talking to us whenever they're bored (OK, not whenever, 'cause that's basically all the time). It's pretty cool.
Seeing as we're enjoying this waaay to much to quit, I'm aiming at ending up befriending them. Please cross your fingers for me.
To be continued!
