Where is Derek?

What was supposed to be just dinner and a movie turned into… Coffee with Reina’s mother first then dinner and a movie. Oh mutha effing no! Sheeyit, I wanted to run away but decided to man up and confront my fears. I am tired of running and I think I have found something real. I will give this opportunity as much time and energy it needs to grow and if it is going in the direction that I think it is. I am in deep trouble…

Next thing on my agenda, make dinner for Reina’s family. On my menu Pecan encrusted chicken salad with cranberries and a raspberry vinaigrette and orzo and cauliflower soup with shredded parmigano. Reina will help me cook and hope it goes well. Now to find the dayum ingredients in Japan. It’s cheaper to order from a restaurant and put it on a nice plate but I don’t want to cheat the experience. I.love.Japan and maybe…. =P

Dayum! Dayum! Dayum! No, no, no… Not now, no way! This is not happening. I let her go and now she’s back. I didn’t come to Japan for this. I came to party, I came to experience the culture, I came for  adventure and I will go and leave. This isn’t going to happen. At least that is what I keep telling myself but now, I am interested in the language and the history, more importantly I want to know how the Japanese mind works, even if I only get to know .001%, that’s all I need.

With the little English that Reina knows, she told me what was up and I in return want to express what I feel without someone else’s translation. I basically want my heart to talk to Reina’s heart directly and the only way this will happen is if I speak Japanese. I am busting my ass trying to learn. And I am having fun learning it. I don’t know what keeps us together but there’s something there, I just don’t know what it is.

Love rules the player’s heart but fear keeps him from truly embracing it. I’m not scared anymore but she’s going to have to earn it, if she really wants it.

This post is about one of the most incredible life lessons that I have learned from  a girl named Reina. Reina is kind, beautiful, wealthy, intelligent, thoughtful and funny, basically everything, anyone would want in a girl. We had a connection that surpassed the language barrier. Today I gave her up… It was one of the most difficult things that I have done in my life. Why? you are probably asking yourself. I have to protect my heart, which is my most precious thing that I possess. If the time was different, I am sure this would end up happily ever after but alas, there was the age difference, her plans to study abroad, my plans to see the world, but the most important reason that made me make the decision was that I could easily see that no matter how long the happiness lasted, it would only end up with one of us being really hurt. I will tell you that I could have easily slept with her and then broke up with her but I respect and truly care about Reina. Even with her limited English she told me that she could feel my power and that floored me. When I think about what could have happened between us, it makes me want to cry but I just want Reina to smile. When Reina asked me why I asked her out, my simple answer was that I liked her smile and I just wanted to keep her smiling, this still stands true for me even if she’s with someone else. For a short and wonderful time, I wasn’t lonely.

Yes, bitchez, I am going to see Wicked the Musical in Tokyo, it premieres in Japan June 28 but I have the last tickets for July 25, it’s booked until the end of September. Ahaha, and Reina bought tickets for us to go to Summer Sonic a music festival in Tokyo. Wow, I am excited! Now I wonder if Wicked is in English or Japanese. Either way, it will be good. Next assignments on the list, see a Sumo wrestler riding a tiny bicycle, pictures with maikos or geishas doing the rockstar sign and perfecting the head spin for the Shibuya crossing.

I’m getting so tired of the game, it’s gets boring at times. It’s the search for temporary highs. Ughh! After you do your thing, you need to go after another to get that same feeling back. Sheeyit, don’t get me wrong, it’s fun but dayum, it’s bbbbooorrrriiing! This weekend was real fun and I got some dates out of the weekend and my calendar is full but sheeyit, I feel like I’ve been going through the same interview for a month now. I need to learn Japanese, these limited conversations about the same old shit is driving me nuts. The only problem is that the Japanese intensive classes are only offered within the time frame of my work schedule, sheeyit! I will find a way to break the curse of the Black Spidey suit!

Handlin’ my mutha effing bidNess. Went to Roppongi to handle some bidNess and I sure did. Don’t want to get into a lot of business because some people have been saying that all I blog about is women so I’ll blog about Roppongi at night, it was my first time btw. Meet at Almond, this icecream joint at the main crossing in Roppongi. If you haven’t read my blog about Roppongi/Roppongi Hills, there’s a big contrast.

Went pregaming at this bar called Heartland in Roppongi Hills, filled with rich white gaijins and Japanese women who crave money and status. It was too pretentious for me but it was facinating. I mean these gaijins were so old and so unhip that it was sooo obvious these Japanese chicks were gold diggers. There was music playing but nobody was dancing, just chatting about their money and such. Boorrring! I just danced in the corner a little bit and I saw in the Japanese girls eyes that they wanted to have fun and not listen to this ugly, broken down gaijin talk about how much money he made today. Sheeyit!


Roppongi Hills is what Japan strives to become, metropolitan and worldly but in doing so, Japan is losing what makes Japan special.


Roppongi on the other hand is sleazy, dirty and filthy. Just waiting at Almond, makes you a target for prositutes who are obviously patroling the area for some horny and drunk gaijin. These girls were nothing like the Osaka prostitues, they have totally let themselves go, with a pot belly and all. Roppongi is nasty but then again just as facinating as other places. Because I am a dirty, nasty guy ehehe. What I found interesting is that even though the Japanese women to frequent this area are “gaijin hunting” but in actuality they are just looking for some fun. The Japanese people that I teach and run across are good people and work very, I mean very hard but they don’t know how to relax and enjoy themselves. All I have to say is at club Flower in Roppongi, the stealth gaijin aka savage gaijin handl’d his mutha effing business. Even had gaijins jealous of me cause I’ve gots it like that!


When I first came to this country, I thought sheeyit it’s so easy for white guys to pick up and sheeyit I have to work so hard for the game to work but in reality, the games is even easier for the stealth aka savage gaijin. I also realize that it really doesn’t matter where you are in the world, all women want the same things: some fun, some excitement, some romance and basically to be treated right. Eff these assholes who come here just to get laid, women aren’t stupid and the ones that do fall for their weak game are stupid. I.Love.Japan and the more I learn the more I like it here.


The rules are different here but different in a good way. Also, though Japanese culture has its flaws but they are doing a lot of things right like affordable national healthcare and making a society where the middle class can survive instead of causing a bigger divide between the haves and have nots. I love my country, (America! Fuck Yeah!), but I am beginning to realize that if we as Americans, just keep our heads out of our asses, we could do some real good.


I.Love.Japan but my heart is in NYC