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Snikachu · Big fan Joined: 07 Sep 2009 Posts: 288

I’m sitting on my bed now, thinking about me and what I’m going to do from now on. I decided a while ago it wasn’t worth sobbing. I put my big headphones and started listening to music on my iPod. This stupid shuffle. Why must there be only sad songs. But I feel to weak listening to these songs so I just can’t change them. Right now I’m listening to wild world (cat Stevens), I’m yours, lemon tree, this is the life. ‘they aren’t sad songs’ you’d tell me. It’s true but they bring back memories from the best time of my life. The first time I came to Tokyo with my high school friends. We had so much fun. And when I decided I want to come live here. And I did. While I’m thinking about these memories started invading my head: how they went on the streets in pajamas to buy food at 3 in the morning and I ended up not going and covering for them if the teacher came. How those idiotic guys went to buy food and paid with all those coins they gathered in a cup. I laughed all morning imagining that guy’s face :)) and then when I first arrived in Tokyo and got my own apartment, a job, a so-called boyfriend. I feel so stupid now…tears started swelling up in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. They felt so warm. I’m sorry…my tears for you were always cold. If I started crying anyway I guess I’ll just recall a few more memories because now there’s nobody to stop them.

The guy sitting besides me was asking about my bittersweet smile. What was I supposed to do? Tell him what has happened? No need. I didn’t plan to see him again anyway. It wasn’t such a big deal now that I think of it. I just messed up some paperwork and lost the company’s biggest client. Probably it’ll only cost my job >:)
I should tell you some things about me shouldn’t I? I’m 1.75 cm, 55 kg. dark fuzzy hair, plain looking, glasses and lately jobless….again.
I didn’t tell you my name. it’s LANA Smith. My mom wanted a special name. a rare one. One without definition and meaning. She wanted ME to give this name a meaning and create a future in the country so dear to her: France.

Guess what happened *smirk* I ended up nameless and without a character and a purpose in life. Pathetic, hopeless and making no sense. Besides I have a manly family name. the only good part about me is that it made me ambitious. The bad part is that I ALWAYS want to be on top. Literally :)) I came to Japan to steam off this need of mine and it somewhat worked (not in bet though >.<).
About France… now I live (or try to) in TOKYO. It’s my way of thanking her *evil grin* after all I can’t even have a proper conversation in French . And now I live in a angelic symbiosis with my name and the fate he decided for me.
A beautiful face with big black eyes and smooth hair disrupted my train of thoughts. The confusing look on his face was so adorable I couldn’t hold in a giggle Very Happy

‘the f*ck with you. I’m worried and you start laughing your ass off.
He was right I WAS laughing my ass off. The tiny giggle transformed into a crazy laughter =))
‘I can’t understand anything about you. I’ve never seen someone changing so many faces in such a short time.’
‘and there’s a lot more faces where these came from. If I decide to show you I’ll call but now I have to go to work.’
He went and brought me the clothes. He was so dazzling standing there in front of me just in his shorts I thought I’d play with him more. To bad I have to go get fired 
‘before I give you the clothes and I never see you again. One last question: why did you come in Tokyo?’
‘that’s it?! I thought it would be: why me? Or what do you do for a living? Or… will you go out with me again?’
‘that’s me! I never say or do things people expect me to do. Now answer’
Seeing him so persistent I realized I can’t avoid the answer anymore. Who could say no to those lips and that adorable ticked of face. But rather than answering honestly I’d rather lie. The true answer to this question… even I can’t find it. It’s more like…how should I put it?... destiny told me to come here so I just came.
‘to search for my identity’ I answered bluntly and then pulled over the blouse and skirt.
‘that’s it?! Tokyo isn’t the best place to do that. Here everything is happening so fast and you can hardly define yourself in a place like this. If it were for me I would have left a while ago. There’s just two types of people here: good, poor, unsuccessful and bad, ambitious, rich. YOU don’t fit here, WHO ARE YOU Lana Smith?’
I realized he was talking about himself and my guess is that he belongs to the first category. If he was bad he wouldn’t even look at me and leave early in the morning. Caring about others isn’t good.
Good question. I’ve been asking myself that soon after I was born. I guess I’m just a NAMELESS person and that’s all. Goodbye!
I felt so much remorse leaving him waiting by the door. I don’t know what he was hoping or thinking. People’s mind is so twisted. But if I stayed longer there’s no chance to get out alive or decent looping Razz

I wonder when told him my name?! I don’t even know his :)) AH, …the irony of fate…

sa-mi ziceti daca vreti sa pun si varianta in romana, si indiferent ce corectura gramaticala, critica good-bad, orice e binevenit. shuby ininte sa te sperii s-ar putea sa invart timpurile verbelor si s-ar putea sa va deruteze sa ajung din prezent in trecut in viitor in trecut samd...in mare totul e un flashback in afara de 1 paragraf:lol: (PS: stau prost cu verbele in absolut orice limba nu doar engleza)

Nana Sama · Posted: 20/11/2009 04:27 Post subject:

mmm, extraordinar de reusit, Snika!! Hai ca te pricepi la engleza! XD Ador sa citesc stories in aceasta limba... well, I'm a language fanatic XD

Anyways, singura corectura e "I came TO Tokyo", deci nu "in". Si suna mai bine "I always want to be on top" - ma refer doar la muzicalitate - tu ai scris mai de genul inversiune, of course it's fine too... aste aici e doar asa o parere, nu o corectura...

Deja astept cu nerabdare nextul, stau pe jaaar! Imi place tare mult cum ai scris!! :love:

Snikachu · Big fan Joined: 07 Sep 2009 Posts: 288

2
I had to go to Metropolitan, ikebukuro. It’s the only place I can think of now. Besides, it’s near work.
I entered a clothes shop and bought an adorable vintage blouse, conservative turquoise skirt and some crème heels that matched the blouse perfectly. I found a beautiful jacket the same color as the skirt and a beautiful turquoise sash that was literally screaming “BUY ME, I’M PRETTY” >:). After I changed I snuck inside a cosmetics shop and while pretending to test the foundation and mascara I did my make-up :)) Anyway nobody tells you anything bad in this country. Now I just need a new handbag.
f*ck! I’m almost late and I still didn’t find a handbag to match the clothes. Why do I need new clothes anyway. WAIT! Don’t answer that *breathes deeply* To keep my dignity and leave the office with my head held high.
YES!! I spotted the bag. It’s pretty expensive but I’ll use this outfit to go to interviews after I finish today.
JEEZ! So many people. You would’ve thought I got used to it since I came here, two years ago, but I’m still fascinated by this mass of humans walking like sheep. They are so alike but so different at the same time. Trying to blend in and stand out at the same trough something… isn’t this what we all wish for?? This thought alone made me feel better and more confident. Yes I only stand out because I’m a foreigner after all I’m unique and they’re stupid for not being able to teach me business Very Happy

YOSHI! NOW I’m ready to enter hell !!! *crazy laughter*

3

As always when I enter the room everybody is suddenly silent and has something else to do . these guys are very entertaining and amusing *chuckle*. They think I don’t notice that they’re so distant even though they’re so obvious. If I were Japanese this would count as bullying but with me it’s been like this ever since I came so I can’t really feel any differences I thought… until I saw the guy who was always smiling at me glaring at me for the first time shocked me completely. But they must not see I ‘m not confident in myself. I smiled as brightly as I could and I guess that worked because the stereotype tried to talk to me.
‘Smith-san are you well today?’
And so the typical Japanese guy who doesn’t care of his hair, cutting it like a dork. This retard didn’t think that the hairstyle would make him look more round than he was. And that question…I promised myself I will be better today but I know he thought I was emotionally unstable and that he could make a move at me.

‘I’m very well thank you. Matsumoto? Did you do something to your hair? It looks much better shaved.’ I tried so hard not to be mean and make him realize how invisible he was, even the pose and the smile were the sweet type. In a normal situation I would put on a superior look and say ‘ Matsumoto was it? Oh you washed your hair recently? You should shave it, it looks better and you don’t have to wash it as often>:) ‘ but I just couldn’t say it T_T
I left my things on my “very” organized desk Very Happy

and then I gently entered the boss’s office.
‘Excuse me for intruding I brought the papers you were asking for.’
‘No need to hind behind papers ms.Smith. we both know I didn’t ask for anything. As you know , being a foreigner doesn’t mean you receive different treatment than our other employees. And because of your recent comportment you will be dismissed (aka: fired).’
‘Thank you very much for working with me all this time but at least allow me to keep my dignity and quit.’
‘Please do so!’
I don’t get it why Japanese employers are so tough to their foreign employees. It’s not like we came here just to take their space. They consider THEY are not treated equally but if they went to another country they would be promoted if they worked hard and brought fortune to the company. Here, no matter how much you try you will never succeed in business especially if you’re a female foreigner. I thought I would tell him all these and hope to wake him up. But that is pointless he will never accept that (he is wrong, he’s that type of guy) and he wouldn’t accept to let me quit and fire me instantly. –OR it could just be because you did a mistake and you’re JUST TRYING NOT TO FEEL GUILY and putting too much thought into it-
I went and left my resignation letter to my superior and left the building. I left my things there. But they belong to the past because now I feel FREEDOM!

4
I guess I’ll have to take my things back after all. I can’t afford not having them now, not when I almost ran out of money. I’ll ask Masako to bring me my things these days. Until then they will probably be put in the storage room.
SAA… Now that I’m free what should I do? I feel like going back to that guy buy isn’t too much bad? Even though he was an amazing person he probably has better things to do anyway.
MMM I’ll go to somewhere I haven’t been before. Now that I think Harajuku is one of the places I wanted to go the most but I really didn’t have time. I’ll wait until I get a new job and some free time. Until then I’ll go see Hachiko in Shibuya. There are a lot of foreigners there and the thing I used to enjoy the most when I first came was to sit un that bench and watch all those people smiling, taking pictures near the warm dog. I don’t know why but seeing them taking pictures was like a ray of sun stabbing my heart, painful but warm. They were all so carefree forgetting that they had to leave in a few days. I on the other hand, was going to stay there and fight for myself. I don’t regret it though, I can’t imagine this life more magnificent than now.
Don’t know how I ended up playing DANCE DANCE EVOLUTION with an unbelievably cute guy (probably younger than me “-_-). He wasn’t that good with the game but I decided to hold back and let him win. A man’s proud is something to be feared *giggles*. OOH he said he had to go fix him up at the toilet for a while :)) that’s just how Japanese are.
A few seconds after he left I heard a silent voice asking me if I want to play with her. It was a girl. She wasn’t an ordinary girl. She didn’t look like she bothered taking care of herself. She had some normal jeans a cute t-shirt with a smiling monkey on it an a jacket on top. She had glasses, her hair was messy, and looked untamed, she had ideal teeth though, the lips weren’t her best part nor was the nose. The nose was so small and thin it made her look….I don’t know…weird MAYBE. Her body wasn’t at his pitch either. She was quite tall and skinny and that’s why she was also flat-chested.
‘okay, I will play with you but only once. Weren’t you supposed to be home studying? If I remember correctly the mid-terms are coming’
‘thank you very much. I only have one request from you…could you please not hold back on me? Even if you beat me very fast I would like too compare myself to you’
‘that’s very brave of you, comparing with others needs a lot of self esteem, I hope you have it…Excuse me I’m bad with names :”> what was your name again?’
‘Oh! Don’t worry I didn’t say yet. I like my friends to call me MIO without any honorifics’
‘that being said my name is LANA, now let’s start, I don’t know how much longer it will be until he comes back’
She was outrageous at this game, she literally danced, using her entire body she closed her eyes and swayed to the music. I was so puzzled I almost forgot to focus on the steps. People were starting to pile up I felt suddenly like I used to feel when I was small…everybody surrounding me I felt like they were laughing at me but I just simply couldn’t care less. She had the same aura around her. The most interesting part was that none of us could lose. We had to stop in the end because I was tired : ))
‘Thank you very much for today, it was an unique experience to be here with you. I hope destiny will cross our paths again ’
She was so sweet being shy, only if she took better care of herself. I would have stayed with her but the poor guy was waiting for a while now and I’m half starved to death. Now I can only think of the delicious meal that’s waiting for me >:)
‘Now I thank you for letti8ng me see your dancing. It’s amazing, I have never seen someone move so gracious Mio I bet everybody is fascinated by you when you dance with them’
‘No, I don’t really dance except dance dance evolution, can’t move without having somebody telling me how to. Thank you very much though, good-bye Lana have a nice weekend and don’t let the events get to your hart easily’
The next morning when I woke up my head was hurting and every tiny part of my body was itching. While I gritted my teeth I remember what she said. I couldn’t really tell why I was mad. It’s just some other ordinary hypocrite guy, leaving so early in the morning. The sun isn’t even up yet. I bet he went at his parent’s place and snuck in bed as fast as possible.
I went on the balcony only covered in sheets with a cappuccino and my seven stars. I took my French kit and did my nails with lighting speed. Now it’s perfect, nothing looks better than a hand like mine with French nails and a 7 stars in it. Everything came back as a flashback. I feel like MIO knew something about me, or about what was going to happen. Suddenly I decided to turn on the TV. I turned the TV facing the balcony went and sat on the table outside and switched to an anime program. DMC was running. I would usually start swearing like the manager if I saw this or laugh till I got teary eyes. But now I felt so empty, I could only see a small girl’s smile, she was so adorable, even though she wasn’t pretty like those around her she had this light surrounding her, it’s like she was radiating and making others shine. Suddenly my body stopped listening to me he started shivering my eyes wouldn’t want to blink and tears started falling down like they were attracted by a whirl, spinning. I tried to stop my body moving but the only thing I could do was clench my hand tighter to my feet, push my legs towards my body with all my might. I felt so cold…
Sparkling little drops of rain started falling on my body with an unimaginable echo in my heart. I felt them so warm like each drip of water were kind words I wanted to hear, and I could even hear them, a gentle silent voice was whispering them at my ear. I opened my mouth to thank her and I suddenly blanked out. An extremely bright light made me open my eyes…I thought it would hurt so I decided not to open them…I still didn’t open them but amidst the fading light was me, full of serenity, embraced warmly by MIO, I was smiling like I never did, her face was hidden in my hair. And suddenly images of me crying and smiling started to overlap themselves so fast, I got scared so I opened my eyes. I was soaking wet and my eyes wee puffy. It’s been almost an hour. I think I fell asleep due to lack of sleep that night.
As I was heading the cozy bed I started to make a small list with what I have TO DO today. It was imperative to finish them my tomorrow or else I would die of starvation like kids in Africa . I must find a job.

5
Let’s see ^_* I should take a shower get dressed and find work. I only slept for two hour but I feel very energetic. I still have my new clothes. Just by wearing them I feel powerful *Ho Ho Ho*. I should brainstorm a bit before rushing out of this fluffy bed :”>. I want a job where I can earn a lot of money and not die from being overworked X_X . somewhere where people enjoy themselves. I guess the best place for that is Ginza hat very expensive place in Tokyo *evil grin*. Why not?! I like working with guy and you don’t really have to do anything perverted unless you meet them after work O0O. also you’re treated like you are a SUPREME being. Always being spoiled and admired! Besides you live like a queen with that money and get to wear fairy-like clothes *creepy face*.
As I was strolling trough Ginza I saw a lot of shabby places I refused to consider as an option. I did see a place that looked like a very expensive hotel. The deplin place for me.
The interior was luxurious, it had a tremendous chandelier in the hallway. Everybody was dressed very elegant. I was feeling very out of place. Even though the clothes were somewhat acceptably the rest of my appearance wasn’t. my knees were shaking. It’s the first time in my life when I got cold feet Very Happy

I headed straight to the reception at the nicest, and kindest girl I could figure. I tried to remain composed and put on my most dazzling smile I could think of. I walked slowly and swayed gently even though my inner was screaming “RUN until you decide to turn back!” I felt warped between two decisions and even though I didn’t agree with it I decided to go along with the first one. My whole body was like a new entity I don’t recognize screaming ‘ YOU DON’T BELONG HERE’
I tried not to listen to it. But I was still unutterably scared of how my voice is going to turn up. Saying I had a cold won’t help me get this job. Here we go.
‘Good evening. I would like to fill in a form to get a job here.’ Thank God my voice turned out normal, not high-pitched. I tilted my head on the left to try and obtain the lovely aura native Japanese had. I read in a manga that it’s called “lovely transformation” (even though it turns out creepy at some people).
She handed me a form with the same fake smile they all have. It looked just like a mask with all that foundation. I guess to survive here I must look like them. The form had more questions that had a weird feeling like: “how old I was (21)” how many languages do I speak, what sizes I were and how much I was earning at my previous job. I felt that the part where I was speaking fluently English, Japanese, German, a bit Spanish, and Romanian (from my grandmother that raised me) and unfortunately some French was stuck in my head in high school, enough to have a proper conversation with a native French -_-“
She took the form and spoke with a medium high-pitched voice (lower than the standards) :’ If you have a picture you can attach we would be delighted if you’d share it with us. ‘
I thought this might happen and I gave her my best picture. I was a bit skinnier and had makeup put on and a sexy , but elegant, negru dress. My hair was as curly and as rebel as always but it looked very beautiful.
That same clipă a very handsome and young guy (my guess is 24 years old) with a very superior attitude. *INNER ME: KYAAA! Perfect age! Perfect body! Divin attitude* . I had a feeling he was a very important and rich son of an influent family. It took him just 2 seconds to say those words that would make me feel instant hatred and despise him to death.
‘ I’ve seen better. We won’t take her in.’
‘But she can speak almost six languages! No other girl here can do that!’
‘ if we threaten them that they will be fired they will start learning even more languages!’
I was shocked O0O. I don’t really know if it’s because of what he said or what she said. A Japanese girl DEFENDING a foreigner in front of a guy. That’s never been heard of before. I couldn’t believe those lips were moving, that the sounds she was making were good thoughts about me. Her fake smile faded away she showed her soft art having a true smile on her face just like Mio when she left… I had to think about something fast to say to keep my pride and draw his attention from what she just said. If she says anymore she’ll lose her job because of me.
‘I’m sure a man like you has definitely seen a lot of girls. I find it weird that you’ve seen better. After all , all you scum bags see is the body and the sheets don’t you’. I threw him the most superior look I learned from the goddamned Frenchmen and left the room with my head held high.
As soon as I was sure I couldn’t see him I went on a narrow street just on the left of the building. Slowly the end of the street was getting far off but the ground was getting closer. All the colors were so bright and the objects surrounding me were moving so fast, as if they were running towards infinite. The ocazie I decided I’ll rest a while I felt an incredible amount of pain on the left side of my body…

I woke up covered with a jacket in a place that looks like a closet. *panic* I shouldn’t have said all that, now he kidnapped me and plans to use my blood for a creepy weapon to rule the world. Or he might transform my blood into a perfume so he can attract all the women on the face of Earth, or maybe he will give me to aliens in exchange for some kryptonite to control Superman.
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So many ideas were spinning in my head. There’s one thing I knew I had to do for sure. No matter the horrid circumstances I have to get out of here! What options do I have?
1. Start screaming and beg to be let out.
2. Try to break the door with a bazooka.
3. Try to knock silently and ask if there’s someone there.
I decided the 3rd one is he best. The rest are to dangerous (to be read as: unrealistic). Hoping there’s someone there to help me is the best thing I can do. My whole left part of the body was hurting while I raised. I leaned on the door handle to help me stand straight and guess what?! It was open :] I NEVER FELT SO STUPID IN MY LIFE! I slowly opened the door and a light beam blinded me O.o I was right after all! He sold me to aliens. I swear I felt the whole blood running tough my veins towards my feet, I felt like I was disappearing along with it. I heard a gentle voice asking me if I was ok, probably I died and the angel came. And then a cute familiar face appeared in the middle of the light. I always thought that angels didn’t have a face or a body. The angel grabbed my hand and took me in the middle of the light. “Heaven looks like the reception of that host club I applied at” I thought to myself, IT IS THE RECEPTION OF THAT LUXURIOUS HOST CLUB I APPLIED AT X_X. I don’t feel stupid…I AM stupid *pwned*
Before I even realized the angel…aaa…I mean the girl took my hand and we headed near a cozy armchair. After a while she left and returned with a bottle of cold water. Something in my head just said HALELUJAH : )) I had to properly thank her.
‘Thank you very much for everything you did for me. You really are a life-savior.
Shut up and drink! Geez you’re a very troublesome girl, I almost lost my job here because of you. Since you look promising I’ll give you an advice. Go to “MOE” there you should ask for LULU. Say that NANA sent you and you’ll be helped.
I stood up vast as if I was in the army ant the lieutenant just punished me. I still couldn’t walk properly but I walked as straight as I could. MOE was just in front of this host club I just read that the name of the luxurious club was “Monsieur”. I didn’t have time to think about nana’s sudden change of attitude I just obeyed her like a puppy did with his master =^_^=

The building wasn’t as luxurious as the other one but it felt like home. I don’t know how on Earth that happened but I felt welcomed there. It appeared to me like a place where you could be yourself (as much as possible =_=”).
Inside, behind the reception desk was a girl that adopted the natural look. She was incredibly beautiful, big black sincere eyes, long smooth hair that could easily be mistake with the black night. She had the utmost white skin and red, plump lips I’ve ever seen. Any boy would have fallen for her… especially because she had the “cute element”: shyness. That was the only was o explain myself what she was still doing behind the desk. I could only figure out two options: she’s shy, OR she just likes paper work.
But if she likes paperwork what is she doing here? This isn’t the most dynamic place for this(paper-work speaking).
Good evening. My name is Mana and I’m here to help you. Are you looking for somebody?
In fact I do. I’d love to see miss Lulu. Nana told me to go and speak to her right now.
Mana showed me the way to Lulu’s office. We took the elevator and went upstairs (10th floor). The elevator stopped almost at every floor. And you could see all kind of people. Beautiful girls dressed elegant, traditional, Lolita, gothic, cosplays, office, some of them even had high school uniforms.every time one of them entered the elevator I could easily sense a very colorful smell, that gave me an optimistic feeling, as if I was a little girl again arrived in a new world full of princesses. I just wished I could be one of those girls that looked fulfilled and happy, wasting my time in front of the mirror almost all day, my only issue being what dress should I chose because they are so gorgeous I can’t decide, I want my life to be full of these.

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M-am chinuit sa o trag de coada cat mai mult timp pentru ca, deobicei, am tendinta sa ma aunc cu capul inainte in the main plot. Mai ales cand stiu ce urmeaza si cand imi si place *excited* w00t

For the records: Metropolitan este un mall mai mic din Ikebukuro (un fel de mall vitan) Si mai era un fell de mall imens (it was huge) care se chema sunshine city si care era cam cat 3 malluri lipite. you can easily get lost there.

Orice critica este bine venita. Cu susținerea ei am reusit sa-mi inbunatatesc modul de a scrie cat de cat.