Its New years eve, and im gonna go out later. I have no idea how im gonna get to the venue- nor do i know where the god forsakened place is. lets talk business.
Its been an amazing year. Just thinking about it right now gives me shivers. Lost my Virginity, Messed around with a shitlot more chicks than last year, magic as a hobby seems to improve more than a hobby, My grades are looking good, i landed a Job in a great place which pays great.
The things just keep adding up and adding up.
Lets talk about the Pre-Emptive.
You're going to a party with One.. Two.. Three. Four Pivots.
Kayleigh- Know her through rebecca
Rebecca - me and her go wayyy back in school.
Michelle - School
Sammie-Ann (Potential target) - Know her through becca
and two of your friends. well one of them.
Wingman - School
Gift. - School - But i dont like him very much. he thrashtalks a lot and is generally embarrassing. he's one of those hyperactive cheap ass'ed black bastards who think everything they do is cool and they think they can get away with it.
Im sorry, but 70% of my friends are Black, but he is possibly the most embarrassing and annoying one out of all of them. he's annoying, and i know deep down that he'll cock block. ONe way or another.
I'll get laid tonight. Blowjob the most. i dont care what state the girl is in. i'll get laid one way or another.
actually screw that, i do care what state she';s in. i dont want her drunk outta her head haha
Wednesday 31 December 2008
December 30, 2008
I think there's something wrong with me. saw HB nikki today by accident as i got on the train. i played the arrogant role, major pulling- the bitch didnt reply back to my text, hence why im treating her like shit.
I felt somehow bad, i wasnt gaming, i was just being an ass. not a good thing.
we went to lakeside, me and CT. (Chocolate teddy) it was allright. Wingman was meant to come at 1 o clock, but the bastard took ages. i bought my totty clicker, CT contributed about 10-15 clicks, whilst i did the rest. we had a staggering 61 counts- not counting the 8-9 HB's that gave me eye contact in one way or another. (Some were using mirrors. dodgy bitches).
i dont blame CT- he's in an LTR, and he's quite happy. He probably just wasnt looking for female attention except his loved one. quite odd considering he's the biggest slut i know.
There was a time when we walked past a Cute girl- HB 8. She made eye contact with me and smiled as she walked across my path.
CT: Definitely Two clicks.
I clicked twice, mustering my brain to remember her name, she look familiar. as we walked away, i realised that i didnt know her, and it wouldve been great if i opened her.
Im not feeling too well game wise, no idea why.
I felt somehow bad, i wasnt gaming, i was just being an ass. not a good thing.
we went to lakeside, me and CT. (Chocolate teddy) it was allright. Wingman was meant to come at 1 o clock, but the bastard took ages. i bought my totty clicker, CT contributed about 10-15 clicks, whilst i did the rest. we had a staggering 61 counts- not counting the 8-9 HB's that gave me eye contact in one way or another. (Some were using mirrors. dodgy bitches).
i dont blame CT- he's in an LTR, and he's quite happy. He probably just wasnt looking for female attention except his loved one. quite odd considering he's the biggest slut i know.
There was a time when we walked past a Cute girl- HB 8. She made eye contact with me and smiled as she walked across my path.
CT: Definitely Two clicks.
I clicked twice, mustering my brain to remember her name, she look familiar. as we walked away, i realised that i didnt know her, and it wouldve been great if i opened her.
Im not feeling too well game wise, no idea why.
December 23, 2008
I bought a totty clicker (Google it) we was counting how many black people were around our area (Personal Joke, dont get offended most of the group is black. Lol)
We were in the restaurant, and i had vodka and redbull in front of me. Kirsty aint coming yet. Jade isnt responding well. i need to get some ass. i made a choice. chug the vodka in one go and go for kirsty, or sip it normally and take my chances with Jade.
I chugged it. needed ass. Kirsty's a cute blonde girl who has a car. (Nice.) not bad pair of tits, allright ass. so-so overall. the only poroblem is the 3 year lasting boyfriend.
She's cheated on him 4 times before. 4 times with me. ONly kissing though, i couldnt bear the fact to escalate.
anyways i sat next to kirsty at the cinema. i put the arm rest up so we could share the seat. sort of like a couch sort of thing. throughout the film i was fondling her breast and whatnot. just touching really. she wasnt doing anything to me, but that's prolly because we were with a lot of our mutual friends. (the whole i-care-about-my-rep thing)
bit more fluff, and she was driving. i told her to drive at the park near my house. (parents round my house, im sure there's parents round hers. and her car is too crowded.)
We sat on the jungle gym thing, and i was sitting, she was 2 inches away from my dick, and we were sort of hugging. everytime i leant in for a kiss she'd turn her head down. (subtly rejecting)
i aint gonna back down bitch. This is SIn you're talking about. i told her to carry me to the bench approximately 10 feet from our current location.
the bitch carried me. Told her to sit on my lap since the bench was wet (it really was) and i fondled with her for a bit while she sucked on my finger.
told her later on to sit beside me, so she sprawled onto my lap facing the sky and i leant in for a kiss.
Bingo. few touching here and there, and i wanted to finger her- her hand was there, almost as if she was expecting it. stopped me, and i said to myself "turn her on more, more fondling, more tongue action."
WHY LET HER SUCK YOUR FINGER SIN? OMG U AVE NO GAME.
Suck my testicle. it took a lot of effort to even get this damn far, im trusting that she'll run on emotions like what women usually do and go all the way. turns out i was wrong.
As i repositioned myself to escalate, she sat up.
her: What's the day?
Me: uhh. i dont know.
Her: shit... its tuesday isnt it? what's the day?
Me: i actually dont know. *leans in for a kiss*
Her: (backs away) No, what's the day?
at this point, im in the "Fuck this." stage where i cant be bothered. if we were in a bed i wudve kicked the bitch out of the bed and spat on her.
Her: i forgot i need to be home by 11. i need to baby sit my brother!
Bullshit. before we left the cinema i asked what she wanted to do, and she said she was free until 12.
She's officially going to be my pivot now.
We were in the restaurant, and i had vodka and redbull in front of me. Kirsty aint coming yet. Jade isnt responding well. i need to get some ass. i made a choice. chug the vodka in one go and go for kirsty, or sip it normally and take my chances with Jade.
I chugged it. needed ass. Kirsty's a cute blonde girl who has a car. (Nice.) not bad pair of tits, allright ass. so-so overall. the only poroblem is the 3 year lasting boyfriend.
She's cheated on him 4 times before. 4 times with me. ONly kissing though, i couldnt bear the fact to escalate.
anyways i sat next to kirsty at the cinema. i put the arm rest up so we could share the seat. sort of like a couch sort of thing. throughout the film i was fondling her breast and whatnot. just touching really. she wasnt doing anything to me, but that's prolly because we were with a lot of our mutual friends. (the whole i-care-about-my-rep thing)
bit more fluff, and she was driving. i told her to drive at the park near my house. (parents round my house, im sure there's parents round hers. and her car is too crowded.)
We sat on the jungle gym thing, and i was sitting, she was 2 inches away from my dick, and we were sort of hugging. everytime i leant in for a kiss she'd turn her head down. (subtly rejecting)
i aint gonna back down bitch. This is SIn you're talking about. i told her to carry me to the bench approximately 10 feet from our current location.
the bitch carried me. Told her to sit on my lap since the bench was wet (it really was) and i fondled with her for a bit while she sucked on my finger.
told her later on to sit beside me, so she sprawled onto my lap facing the sky and i leant in for a kiss.
Bingo. few touching here and there, and i wanted to finger her- her hand was there, almost as if she was expecting it. stopped me, and i said to myself "turn her on more, more fondling, more tongue action."
WHY LET HER SUCK YOUR FINGER SIN? OMG U AVE NO GAME.
Suck my testicle. it took a lot of effort to even get this damn far, im trusting that she'll run on emotions like what women usually do and go all the way. turns out i was wrong.
As i repositioned myself to escalate, she sat up.
her: What's the day?
Me: uhh. i dont know.
Her: shit... its tuesday isnt it? what's the day?
Me: i actually dont know. *leans in for a kiss*
Her: (backs away) No, what's the day?
at this point, im in the "Fuck this." stage where i cant be bothered. if we were in a bed i wudve kicked the bitch out of the bed and spat on her.
Her: i forgot i need to be home by 11. i need to baby sit my brother!
Bullshit. before we left the cinema i asked what she wanted to do, and she said she was free until 12.
She's officially going to be my pivot now.
December 20, 2008.
Saw HB nikki today, she's somewhat.. ehrm odd. she just stares at me and smiles, conversation's a bit dull. she's failed my screening test, but she's adorable.
walked past a girl, had eye contact. wanted to try something different, so i winked at her, but as i winked my other eye closed as well, so it looked like i had a nervous twitch.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
walked past a girl, had eye contact. wanted to try something different, so i winked at her, but as i winked my other eye closed as well, so it looked like i had a nervous twitch.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
December 19, 2008
Inaction is the only way to fail.
That's something that ive read a lot in these forums. someone has it in their signature, and it really stuck to my head.
the day lazed off. Xbox all day, myspace etc.
Flirting with Jess. she's about HB 8.
went to see twilight.
Major IoI's from this chick, but i was busy, going to the party instead.
i met up with 3 girls, Becca, Sammie and Rachel. They're all good friends of mine. More like pivots.
as i was about to go in the party there were two girls sitting down and completely godsmacked at me, i said out loud "This is the place? Sheesh, it aint even got music playing.. this better be good."
*notices that Hb nikki is blocking the way*
Excuse me ladies.
HB Nikki: oh sorry. wait- who are you?
Me: Me? wait, WHO are you?
HB nikki : im nikki, and you are...?
Me: You're adorable. *pinches cheeks*
Her: haha thanks!
Me: anywho, need a drink. Come on ladies. *gestures towards Pivots*
i eyed up the room, this is fucking amog Central. these are the type of guys that i despise around college.
I made a great move- i disarmed the mother hen. Literally. i disarmed the celebrant's mother.
Mother: Who the hell are you?
Me: Im Jay!
Mother: wait, how do you know Luke?
Me: i actually Dont.. i met him like 20 seconds ago. im with Becca. (Pivot)
Mother: oh becca is lovely! what drink would you like?
Me: oh dont worry bout it, i'll handle that- wait what's your name?
Mother: Jan, its Jan!
Me: Holy fuck, were practically related, My name is Jan-Michael, Shit!
*Fluff*
Ultimate mother hen disarmed.
Her husband went
Always going for the older women eh?
Me: just for tonight. =]
we started dancing. its pretty much a sausage fest. and its supervised as well. which sucks. my ToI was nowhere to be found, and we started dancing and shit.
after about half an hour, i found my ToI. the speakers were busted, so i busted out my phone and put some music on. started dancing. little dance off going on with me and one of the other guys there, he was absoloutely pathetic, and i showed him off. classic sin.
i noticed this cute petite looking at me, charming. as much as i'd love to game you, ive already got my ToI. i went in the kitchen, and as i entered this blonde gave me eye contact, so i stared back as i was walking towards her (near the fridge) and winked. She giggled and started whispering to her friends. Put more vodka+coke on my glass and went back to the dance floor.
my ToI was sitting down with her friends: (nikki is ToI)
Them: Wooooh!
Me: haha you're adorable, Hi 5!
*hi 5's*
Me: what's your name again? *kino*
Her: katie, and you're Jay arent you?
Me: shit, howdya know my name?
Nikki: yeah his name is jay!
Me: wait, what's your name again?
Nikki: Nikki!
Me: Nikki, you're adorable, im hot though- lets go outside and talk.
Nikkie: oh i cant... see she wants to talk to me *points at friend who's talking to some guy*
Me: oh really, why?
Nikki: i dont know.. but she said she has to talk to me! i'll come out and talk to you afterwards though jay!
Me: sure thing babes, come here give me a kiss.
Nikki: (kissess me on the cheeks)
Charming.
walked back to my pivots and danced for a bit.
about half an hour later, she still hasnt spoken to me. i went outside, and here's what happened:
HB-Best friend : Hey!
Me: Yo, what's goin on?
HB-BF : My friend likes you. *gestures towards HB petite*
Me: wait, what?
Hb-Bf: my friend likes you! (Hb petite starts to sort of giggle in a 'oh stop it!!' sort of thing with her friend)
Me: you dont even know me.
Drunken dude: this guy is fucking amazing, him and his magic! Shitttttttt.
Me: haha, sure sure...
Drunken Dude: listen, what's your name again? and where are u from?
Me: Jay, Basildon. Shit, you allright man? you're fucking hammered.
Drunken Dude: im allright man im allright
at this point i lost interest of the 2 chicks, and them 3 knew each other so i felt out of place and ditched.
bad move.
the rest of the night was decent. HB petite ended up hooking with this guy as she was leaving and i didnt even get a chance to isolate nikki. i had to leave, my pivots were leaving and i wudve felt well out of place. its amog fest.
at the end of the night, im here moaning my ass off in the chat room to Derek and LK (well LK aint really paying attention lol) but i number closed Nikki, which aint that bad.
Sin, Inaction is the only way to fail. next time, fucking crash and burn instead of not trying at all
That's something that ive read a lot in these forums. someone has it in their signature, and it really stuck to my head.
the day lazed off. Xbox all day, myspace etc.
Flirting with Jess. she's about HB 8.
went to see twilight.
Major IoI's from this chick, but i was busy, going to the party instead.
i met up with 3 girls, Becca, Sammie and Rachel. They're all good friends of mine. More like pivots.
as i was about to go in the party there were two girls sitting down and completely godsmacked at me, i said out loud "This is the place? Sheesh, it aint even got music playing.. this better be good."
*notices that Hb nikki is blocking the way*
Excuse me ladies.
HB Nikki: oh sorry. wait- who are you?
Me: Me? wait, WHO are you?
HB nikki : im nikki, and you are...?
Me: You're adorable. *pinches cheeks*
Her: haha thanks!
Me: anywho, need a drink. Come on ladies. *gestures towards Pivots*
i eyed up the room, this is fucking amog Central. these are the type of guys that i despise around college.
I made a great move- i disarmed the mother hen. Literally. i disarmed the celebrant's mother.
Mother: Who the hell are you?
Me: Im Jay!
Mother: wait, how do you know Luke?
Me: i actually Dont.. i met him like 20 seconds ago. im with Becca. (Pivot)
Mother: oh becca is lovely! what drink would you like?
Me: oh dont worry bout it, i'll handle that- wait what's your name?
Mother: Jan, its Jan!
Me: Holy fuck, were practically related, My name is Jan-Michael, Shit!
*Fluff*
Ultimate mother hen disarmed.
Her husband went
Always going for the older women eh?
Me: just for tonight. =]
we started dancing. its pretty much a sausage fest. and its supervised as well. which sucks. my ToI was nowhere to be found, and we started dancing and shit.
after about half an hour, i found my ToI. the speakers were busted, so i busted out my phone and put some music on. started dancing. little dance off going on with me and one of the other guys there, he was absoloutely pathetic, and i showed him off. classic sin.
i noticed this cute petite looking at me, charming. as much as i'd love to game you, ive already got my ToI. i went in the kitchen, and as i entered this blonde gave me eye contact, so i stared back as i was walking towards her (near the fridge) and winked. She giggled and started whispering to her friends. Put more vodka+coke on my glass and went back to the dance floor.
my ToI was sitting down with her friends: (nikki is ToI)
Them: Wooooh!
Me: haha you're adorable, Hi 5!
*hi 5's*
Me: what's your name again? *kino*
Her: katie, and you're Jay arent you?
Me: shit, howdya know my name?
Nikki: yeah his name is jay!
Me: wait, what's your name again?
Nikki: Nikki!
Me: Nikki, you're adorable, im hot though- lets go outside and talk.
Nikkie: oh i cant... see she wants to talk to me *points at friend who's talking to some guy*
Me: oh really, why?
Nikki: i dont know.. but she said she has to talk to me! i'll come out and talk to you afterwards though jay!
Me: sure thing babes, come here give me a kiss.
Nikki: (kissess me on the cheeks)
Charming.
walked back to my pivots and danced for a bit.
about half an hour later, she still hasnt spoken to me. i went outside, and here's what happened:
HB-Best friend : Hey!
Me: Yo, what's goin on?
HB-BF : My friend likes you. *gestures towards HB petite*
Me: wait, what?
Hb-Bf: my friend likes you! (Hb petite starts to sort of giggle in a 'oh stop it!!' sort of thing with her friend)
Me: you dont even know me.
Drunken dude: this guy is fucking amazing, him and his magic! Shitttttttt.
Me: haha, sure sure...
Drunken Dude: listen, what's your name again? and where are u from?
Me: Jay, Basildon. Shit, you allright man? you're fucking hammered.
Drunken Dude: im allright man im allright
at this point i lost interest of the 2 chicks, and them 3 knew each other so i felt out of place and ditched.
bad move.
the rest of the night was decent. HB petite ended up hooking with this guy as she was leaving and i didnt even get a chance to isolate nikki. i had to leave, my pivots were leaving and i wudve felt well out of place. its amog fest.
at the end of the night, im here moaning my ass off in the chat room to Derek and LK (well LK aint really paying attention lol) but i number closed Nikki, which aint that bad.
Sin, Inaction is the only way to fail. next time, fucking crash and burn instead of not trying at all
december 18, 2008
last day of college. im rockin the maroon shirt (open chest) with a little cross silver necklace.
Looks damn sexy. had a shitlot of IOI's and AI's, though both may be because ive been performing a shit lot of magic.
too many interactions to mention!
Looks damn sexy. had a shitlot of IOI's and AI's, though both may be because ive been performing a shit lot of magic.
too many interactions to mention!
December 16, 2008.
Yesterday i was going to class when there was this cute girl opening a present. i was curious, so i walked over and asked what she got. it was chocolates. great. there was an intresting toy there, some sort of table-miniature golf. her friend thought i was looking at HER gift, which was an orange egg. i obviously knew what it was, and it sort of made her friend look dumb.
Somewhere along this i named the cute girl opening her present 'orgasm girl' because she was telling a story bout orgasms and i entered the set.
The day started off fine. bit of flfuff here and there. i was bored in the lounge so i sat down next to zoe (Pivot?) whilst i was sharing Orgasm Girl's seat. i was lightly gaming orgasm girl and more or less paying attention to my pivot and the other people.
i got asked to do some magic, i showed the set some. intresting.
i walked off. and started gaming this chick named Lauren. she's a HB 7, with a great body and great face. her hair is a bit fucked up though. i started being sexual with her. and im getting responses. i got a few kissess on the lips, but not proper ones. just a few pecks. but they werent side kissess or whatever, they were directed to my lips, and my lips only. Nice. we were talking about sex in public, and i think i asked her to give me head a couple of times. she said something like, 'not here....Very Happy' and i think thats when the topic of sex in public happened. she told me i sound sexually frustrated and asked when was the last time i did it.
i couldnt lie. but i cudnt DLV myself. i told her the truth, but i dont think i lost value at all. it was more on my tonality/delivery.
anyways immediately after this, Orgasm girl got one of her friends to get my number. i told her friend to go get my number herself. she didnt come.
i thought she lost interest. its a bit gay. but anyways, we were at the bus, and this chick named Lorna came.
Lorna is orgasm girl's friend, she is a VERY hyperactive person with a banging personality. she carries a distinct smell which i frankly dislike. she's not ugly, but she's not good looking either. she's about HB 5. but i wudnt be surprised if she's banged a couple before. Her personality is golden.
i was with my friends and i had a 3-seater all to myself. lorna asked me if she can sit next to me, and me being a nice person said 'sure'.
she asked orgasm girl to sit next to her.
the rest is sort of Fluff. Orgasm girl talking to lorna, me talking to orgasm girl/lorna/my friends. etc.
Orgasm girl asked for my number, and so did Lorna. (wooh, i got sarged twice?)
i noticed a few imperfections on Orgasm girl. she boasts dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and a petite figure. i'd bang her. only her skin seems to peel on 'moist' areas on her face (such as the end of lips/smile and the corners where the nose is.)
its not a major turn off, but i can blame the weather for that. it has been quite harsh recently. harshly cold that is.
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Somewhere along this i named the cute girl opening her present 'orgasm girl' because she was telling a story bout orgasms and i entered the set.
The day started off fine. bit of flfuff here and there. i was bored in the lounge so i sat down next to zoe (Pivot?) whilst i was sharing Orgasm Girl's seat. i was lightly gaming orgasm girl and more or less paying attention to my pivot and the other people.
i got asked to do some magic, i showed the set some. intresting.
i walked off. and started gaming this chick named Lauren. she's a HB 7, with a great body and great face. her hair is a bit fucked up though. i started being sexual with her. and im getting responses. i got a few kissess on the lips, but not proper ones. just a few pecks. but they werent side kissess or whatever, they were directed to my lips, and my lips only. Nice. we were talking about sex in public, and i think i asked her to give me head a couple of times. she said something like, 'not here....Very Happy' and i think thats when the topic of sex in public happened. she told me i sound sexually frustrated and asked when was the last time i did it.
i couldnt lie. but i cudnt DLV myself. i told her the truth, but i dont think i lost value at all. it was more on my tonality/delivery.
anyways immediately after this, Orgasm girl got one of her friends to get my number. i told her friend to go get my number herself. she didnt come.
i thought she lost interest. its a bit gay. but anyways, we were at the bus, and this chick named Lorna came.
Lorna is orgasm girl's friend, she is a VERY hyperactive person with a banging personality. she carries a distinct smell which i frankly dislike. she's not ugly, but she's not good looking either. she's about HB 5. but i wudnt be surprised if she's banged a couple before. Her personality is golden.
i was with my friends and i had a 3-seater all to myself. lorna asked me if she can sit next to me, and me being a nice person said 'sure'.
she asked orgasm girl to sit next to her.
the rest is sort of Fluff. Orgasm girl talking to lorna, me talking to orgasm girl/lorna/my friends. etc.
Orgasm girl asked for my number, and so did Lorna. (wooh, i got sarged twice?)
i noticed a few imperfections on Orgasm girl. she boasts dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and a petite figure. i'd bang her. only her skin seems to peel on 'moist' areas on her face (such as the end of lips/smile and the corners where the nose is.)
its not a major turn off, but i can blame the weather for that. it has been quite harsh recently. harshly cold that is.
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December 14, 2008
i'll keep it short and sweet
i got opened yesterday, i was working, so couldnt full on game. i had major Xioi's, hair twirls, she initiated the conversation, feet towards my direction full eye contact. s'all good.
Today there were these 2 girls looking at all the cakes at starbucjs, and i was wiping the windows. i opened the moment they said 'blueberry cheesecake' and said that its absoloutely gorgeous, then went on about people pointing at what they want to the window, which results in the window being smudged. etc. overall great set, but couldnt game cause of work.
i was just doing my routinely 'round' when this cute girl was looking at me, alongside a woman in her 40's, looking at me with a gigantic smile. do i know them?
i asked. they said "Yeah, yesterday."
holy fuck. its HB shanade and her mother.
i walked past them a few times. i had to.
i cleaned a table, and as i looked behind me, HB shanade was there.
HB: You allrighttttt. *smile*
Me: im good thanks.
i was thinking whether to give her my number or not. though that would only remind me of my recently failure when i did that, quite stupid. i went on my break. and ditched them. i can prolly contact shanade if i wanted to. somehow, someway. just not for certain.
there's this chick that works across starbucks in Build-a-bear. (self explanatory) and someone was celebrating their birthday there. (a kid of course) she was doing some speech thing which involved kid participation. i was standing beside her. i couldnt open properly, she was working. but she's a definite hottie. i swear ive seen her before.
i got opened yesterday, i was working, so couldnt full on game. i had major Xioi's, hair twirls, she initiated the conversation, feet towards my direction full eye contact. s'all good.
Today there were these 2 girls looking at all the cakes at starbucjs, and i was wiping the windows. i opened the moment they said 'blueberry cheesecake' and said that its absoloutely gorgeous, then went on about people pointing at what they want to the window, which results in the window being smudged. etc. overall great set, but couldnt game cause of work.
i was just doing my routinely 'round' when this cute girl was looking at me, alongside a woman in her 40's, looking at me with a gigantic smile. do i know them?
i asked. they said "Yeah, yesterday."
holy fuck. its HB shanade and her mother.
i walked past them a few times. i had to.
i cleaned a table, and as i looked behind me, HB shanade was there.
HB: You allrighttttt. *smile*
Me: im good thanks.
i was thinking whether to give her my number or not. though that would only remind me of my recently failure when i did that, quite stupid. i went on my break. and ditched them. i can prolly contact shanade if i wanted to. somehow, someway. just not for certain.
there's this chick that works across starbucks in Build-a-bear. (self explanatory) and someone was celebrating their birthday there. (a kid of course) she was doing some speech thing which involved kid participation. i was standing beside her. i couldnt open properly, she was working. but she's a definite hottie. i swear ive seen her before.
December 13, 2008
The stuff written here are from as far as i can remember. Bare with me.
i got ready. i was pimping it with my pink shirt and black jeans, along my lovely wool overcoat, i am pimped like fuck. i made sure i smelt nice too. its my friend's 18th birthday later on, and its a joint with her 70 year old nanny. time to bust out my Mother Hen destroying tactics, or try and see how far i can get with women that are 30+ older than me.
Ive been working all day long, and everything seems to be going to a halt. we were waiting at the train station. Me, Ray Jackson (RJ for short), Shortstuff, and smiley.
a bit of background:
Ray Jackson is a good dancer, if you saw the video where i danced, he's the other dancer. he lacks game. he is AFC to heart, i cannot convert him or help him at all.
Smiley and shortstuff are both of my best friends. not wing girls, just best friends. they're too 'good' for my evil deeds.
we were all sitting down, and there was this cute girl who sat on the same bench as i did. Smiley, Short stuff and RJ were all standing beside me, and i was leaning back on the bench. we were all waiting for the train to arrive when this girl sat down in proximity to me.
I was thinking if i should go and open her or not. i'd get bashed by RJ for talking to strangers, Shortstuff would think im a slut for doing that and Smiley would just laugh.
i decided not to open. but then...
Shortstuff opened her.
Shortstuff: S'cuse me, where did you get your coat from?
HB: HnM *smiles*
me: (looks at her for 5 seconds, then looks at Shortstuff)
Shortstuff: What?
Me: Nothing.
Shorstuff: Then why did you look at her, then look at me?
In reality, i was thinking of something to say. i couldnt say anything to the girl, so i just looked at shortstuff instead.
Me: No reason.
Bit of fluff between the group, i stood up and i glanced over her diretion. still sitting down.
Shorstuff *To HB* - Sorry, is he annoying you? (gesturing towards me)
Me: who, me?
Shorstuff: yes you, sorry about that.
HB: oh no, he's fine, he's fine.
me: haha, i didnt even do anything!
Shorstuff: well she's annoyed because you exist.
(group starts laughing, including me)
She then stood up and walked towards the other end of the platform, as the train arrived.
Charming.
we arrived at the train station. and the venue is far. we walked to the bus stop. and we missed the last bus by 3 minutes. we started to walk. RJ said he's got it covered. he knows where it is.
10 minutes has past. Gale force winds and rain was fucking up my hair. Sin is not a happy bunny. my umbrella nearly died too. i stahed it away. there was no point. it was going to break if i used it, and i was getting wet anyways.
an hour has past. we were in the middle of nowhere.
30 minutes. we panicked. we dont know where the fuck we are.
we were told to go forward. ONWARDS. another 30 minutes, and we found the place. my ears were frozen, and my cheeks were literally lacking blood flow. we arrived.
i opened the door, and i fell tripped over outside. the group sitting directly in front of the door started laughing. they were about 18-25 years of age, and i imagined that a door opening to see some kid who looks about 12 year old (who's wearing a snazzy pink shirt might i add) Stack it like a drunken idiot would be quite amusing.
Smiley, Shortstuff and RJ didnt go in. i went and ask why. they said:
"cause its not kirsty's party."
Bullshit. i just saw kirsty. i dragged RJ inside and settled in.
i went straight to the bar.
Vodka and redbull. On ice. wait, make that a double vodka.
i sat down. i set my drink, while Shorstuff, RJ, Michelle, Smiley, Virgin boy, and all the crew were conversing. they were all buzzing. "Wow, SIN you can get served! go and get us some vodka!"
Damn it, it may be social proof, but sometimes being 18 and legal to buy booze can be annoying.
eyed the room for potential targets, there's on in proximity, HB shanade and HB Leopard. about 20 feet away, HB Zoe, and HB whatsherface.
4 potential targets. game on Sin, Game on. it was a large hall. filled with old people.
reality hit me back. this was my friend's 18th birthday party, AS WELL AS her nan's 70th party. so obviously there would be old people, mum's, dad's and little children running about.
i didnt know if this was a good thing or bad thing. its a good thing cause i can show how good i am with kids, but its a bad thing considering there's a lack of targets.
Wingman came up to me. (look at a few previous posts for 'Wingman'.)
Damn, 8 o clock sin. that chick is hot.
i looked, and it turns out that she was looking at me as well, she turned away.
Sin: Wingman, go game.
Wingman: i aint in the mood.
Sin: fuck off. aint in the mood my ass. go open.
Wingman: no serious. i aint in th emood.
Sin: What about HB leopard? she's got a nice ass.
Wingman: nah man. dw. i aint in th emood.
Fuck him. aint in the mood my ass, if i knew any better, it was approach anxiety.
an hour has passed. i was constantly pushing wingman to open. he keeps pussying out. maybe because the table next to them were seated by a complete family, and the man sitting in proximity of her table was a staggering 7 foot tall shaved head man who was giving everyone evil loosk.
ive had about 7 drinks by now, and i must admit i had AA, i was scared considinering the possiblity that the man could be her dad and im scared of getting blown out.
i thought up of a brilliant and classic idea.
"Who's got a pen?"
i never thought i'd have enough balls to do this.
i wrote down:
"Is that your dad sitting with you?" on a napkin. and showed it to my friends. they went mental, laughing and cheering me on.
i scrapped it. wrote down:
"i lost my number, can i have yours?"
showed it to them, they said no, too cheesey.
so i wrote the first line down on a fresh piece of napkin, went back to the bar to order a double vodka+redbull again, and sat myself directly in front of my ToI. i tossed the napkin to her, landing perfectly in front of her.
HB Zoe: what's this?
Sin: Read it.
Hb: Zoe : (Reads) oh no, no. he's not. Smile
Sin: Ahh that's good, i thought he was gonna kill me.
HBZoe: nah, dont worry, its cool.
Sin: (glances to the table nearby with the family) what about them you related to them?
HbZoe: nah im not.
Sin: they all keep looking at me, im scared. haha!
HbWhatsherface: haha dont worry you're fine.
Sin: oh hello. what's your name?
Hb whatsherface: whatsherface. what's your name?
Sin: That's a cute name. and your name is...? (to HB zoe)
HbZoe: its Zoe. what's your name?
Sin: so its Zoe and Whatsherface? that's cute.
HbWhatsherface: no wait, what's your name? (ioi)
Sin: Im Sin. and they're my friends over there. (points at the table with the drunken bastards dancing around singing to abba.)
a few fluffs here and there, chucked the best friends test, and my wingman entered.
i introduced him. bit more fluff. whatever. i got my phone out and got zoe's number. Number close done.
my wingman did the same, to both chicks. that's when u know that he's an idiot. lol!
i ejected, my 'song' came on and i started dancing.
Note: later on, apparantly when i left the group and danced they were quite shocked at how good i danced. they thought i was drunk though, which doesnt count.
i talked to the celebrant, and she said that whatsherface was named Lauren. i got pissed off.
Sin: Wingman, Eject. serious. its nice to meet you zoe.
Wingman: why?
Sin: just do it.
Wingman: no serious, why?
Sin: you'#ll find out. *giving him the "DO WHAT I SAY YOU MOTHERFUCKER" look.
Wingman: Aight. (moves out of the way)
Sin: right, you 'whatsherface' is a liar, apparantly your name is Lauren. according to the celebrant.
(insert argument here over her name, nothign violent, just a bit out.. on my side)
i ejected, only to find my wingman back there. i talked to them again, and its'allgood in the hood.
they went for a ciggarette break outside. we followed.
Myles entered the scene, what a fucking bastard. as he walked in the girls walked back inside. he scared em off i swear.
as we came back, i didnt really contact them, i wanted to talk to Leopard chick and HB shanade. it was plausible, but not at my state. i missed my sweet spot, and im bordering towards drunkenness.
i had a good time though. =]
me and wingman ended up talking to the group at the front of the door, which turned out to be my friend's workmates. hence the age gaps and shit. they were allright, they didnt say anything about me tripping over. it was quite funny.
Sin: what's your name?
Sam: its Sam.
Sin: i'll call you chris.
Sam: that's not my name.. that's not my name! (See 'that's not my name' by the TingTings.)
we all laughed out loud. haha
i got ready. i was pimping it with my pink shirt and black jeans, along my lovely wool overcoat, i am pimped like fuck. i made sure i smelt nice too. its my friend's 18th birthday later on, and its a joint with her 70 year old nanny. time to bust out my Mother Hen destroying tactics, or try and see how far i can get with women that are 30+ older than me.
Ive been working all day long, and everything seems to be going to a halt. we were waiting at the train station. Me, Ray Jackson (RJ for short), Shortstuff, and smiley.
a bit of background:
Ray Jackson is a good dancer, if you saw the video where i danced, he's the other dancer. he lacks game. he is AFC to heart, i cannot convert him or help him at all.
Smiley and shortstuff are both of my best friends. not wing girls, just best friends. they're too 'good' for my evil deeds.
we were all sitting down, and there was this cute girl who sat on the same bench as i did. Smiley, Short stuff and RJ were all standing beside me, and i was leaning back on the bench. we were all waiting for the train to arrive when this girl sat down in proximity to me.
I was thinking if i should go and open her or not. i'd get bashed by RJ for talking to strangers, Shortstuff would think im a slut for doing that and Smiley would just laugh.
i decided not to open. but then...
Shortstuff opened her.
Shortstuff: S'cuse me, where did you get your coat from?
HB: HnM *smiles*
me: (looks at her for 5 seconds, then looks at Shortstuff)
Shortstuff: What?
Me: Nothing.
Shorstuff: Then why did you look at her, then look at me?
In reality, i was thinking of something to say. i couldnt say anything to the girl, so i just looked at shortstuff instead.
Me: No reason.
Bit of fluff between the group, i stood up and i glanced over her diretion. still sitting down.
Shorstuff *To HB* - Sorry, is he annoying you? (gesturing towards me)
Me: who, me?
Shorstuff: yes you, sorry about that.
HB: oh no, he's fine, he's fine.
me: haha, i didnt even do anything!
Shorstuff: well she's annoyed because you exist.
(group starts laughing, including me)
She then stood up and walked towards the other end of the platform, as the train arrived.
Charming.
we arrived at the train station. and the venue is far. we walked to the bus stop. and we missed the last bus by 3 minutes. we started to walk. RJ said he's got it covered. he knows where it is.
10 minutes has past. Gale force winds and rain was fucking up my hair. Sin is not a happy bunny. my umbrella nearly died too. i stahed it away. there was no point. it was going to break if i used it, and i was getting wet anyways.
an hour has past. we were in the middle of nowhere.
30 minutes. we panicked. we dont know where the fuck we are.
we were told to go forward. ONWARDS. another 30 minutes, and we found the place. my ears were frozen, and my cheeks were literally lacking blood flow. we arrived.
i opened the door, and i fell tripped over outside. the group sitting directly in front of the door started laughing. they were about 18-25 years of age, and i imagined that a door opening to see some kid who looks about 12 year old (who's wearing a snazzy pink shirt might i add) Stack it like a drunken idiot would be quite amusing.
Smiley, Shortstuff and RJ didnt go in. i went and ask why. they said:
"cause its not kirsty's party."
Bullshit. i just saw kirsty. i dragged RJ inside and settled in.
i went straight to the bar.
Vodka and redbull. On ice. wait, make that a double vodka.
i sat down. i set my drink, while Shorstuff, RJ, Michelle, Smiley, Virgin boy, and all the crew were conversing. they were all buzzing. "Wow, SIN you can get served! go and get us some vodka!"
Damn it, it may be social proof, but sometimes being 18 and legal to buy booze can be annoying.
eyed the room for potential targets, there's on in proximity, HB shanade and HB Leopard. about 20 feet away, HB Zoe, and HB whatsherface.
4 potential targets. game on Sin, Game on. it was a large hall. filled with old people.
reality hit me back. this was my friend's 18th birthday party, AS WELL AS her nan's 70th party. so obviously there would be old people, mum's, dad's and little children running about.
i didnt know if this was a good thing or bad thing. its a good thing cause i can show how good i am with kids, but its a bad thing considering there's a lack of targets.
Wingman came up to me. (look at a few previous posts for 'Wingman'.)
Damn, 8 o clock sin. that chick is hot.
i looked, and it turns out that she was looking at me as well, she turned away.
Sin: Wingman, go game.
Wingman: i aint in the mood.
Sin: fuck off. aint in the mood my ass. go open.
Wingman: no serious. i aint in th emood.
Sin: What about HB leopard? she's got a nice ass.
Wingman: nah man. dw. i aint in th emood.
Fuck him. aint in the mood my ass, if i knew any better, it was approach anxiety.
an hour has passed. i was constantly pushing wingman to open. he keeps pussying out. maybe because the table next to them were seated by a complete family, and the man sitting in proximity of her table was a staggering 7 foot tall shaved head man who was giving everyone evil loosk.
ive had about 7 drinks by now, and i must admit i had AA, i was scared considinering the possiblity that the man could be her dad and im scared of getting blown out.
i thought up of a brilliant and classic idea.
"Who's got a pen?"
i never thought i'd have enough balls to do this.
i wrote down:
"Is that your dad sitting with you?" on a napkin. and showed it to my friends. they went mental, laughing and cheering me on.
i scrapped it. wrote down:
"i lost my number, can i have yours?"
showed it to them, they said no, too cheesey.
so i wrote the first line down on a fresh piece of napkin, went back to the bar to order a double vodka+redbull again, and sat myself directly in front of my ToI. i tossed the napkin to her, landing perfectly in front of her.
HB Zoe: what's this?
Sin: Read it.
Hb: Zoe : (Reads) oh no, no. he's not. Smile
Sin: Ahh that's good, i thought he was gonna kill me.
HBZoe: nah, dont worry, its cool.
Sin: (glances to the table nearby with the family) what about them you related to them?
HbZoe: nah im not.
Sin: they all keep looking at me, im scared. haha!
HbWhatsherface: haha dont worry you're fine.
Sin: oh hello. what's your name?
Hb whatsherface: whatsherface. what's your name?
Sin: That's a cute name. and your name is...? (to HB zoe)
HbZoe: its Zoe. what's your name?
Sin: so its Zoe and Whatsherface? that's cute.
HbWhatsherface: no wait, what's your name? (ioi)
Sin: Im Sin. and they're my friends over there. (points at the table with the drunken bastards dancing around singing to abba.)
a few fluffs here and there, chucked the best friends test, and my wingman entered.
i introduced him. bit more fluff. whatever. i got my phone out and got zoe's number. Number close done.
my wingman did the same, to both chicks. that's when u know that he's an idiot. lol!
i ejected, my 'song' came on and i started dancing.
Note: later on, apparantly when i left the group and danced they were quite shocked at how good i danced. they thought i was drunk though, which doesnt count.
i talked to the celebrant, and she said that whatsherface was named Lauren. i got pissed off.
Sin: Wingman, Eject. serious. its nice to meet you zoe.
Wingman: why?
Sin: just do it.
Wingman: no serious, why?
Sin: you'#ll find out. *giving him the "DO WHAT I SAY YOU MOTHERFUCKER" look.
Wingman: Aight. (moves out of the way)
Sin: right, you 'whatsherface' is a liar, apparantly your name is Lauren. according to the celebrant.
(insert argument here over her name, nothign violent, just a bit out.. on my side)
i ejected, only to find my wingman back there. i talked to them again, and its'allgood in the hood.
they went for a ciggarette break outside. we followed.
Myles entered the scene, what a fucking bastard. as he walked in the girls walked back inside. he scared em off i swear.
as we came back, i didnt really contact them, i wanted to talk to Leopard chick and HB shanade. it was plausible, but not at my state. i missed my sweet spot, and im bordering towards drunkenness.
i had a good time though. =]
me and wingman ended up talking to the group at the front of the door, which turned out to be my friend's workmates. hence the age gaps and shit. they were allright, they didnt say anything about me tripping over. it was quite funny.
Sin: what's your name?
Sam: its Sam.
Sin: i'll call you chris.
Sam: that's not my name.. that's not my name! (See 'that's not my name' by the TingTings.)
we all laughed out loud. haha
December 9, 2008
Haha, that sounds legendary. i'll pay a visit to your journal mate. =]
December 09, 2008
Today is my dad's birthday. and i ahvent bought him a card. fuck.
anywho, keep things short, i was in the mood to do an approach, but im waiting for AI. (approach invitation) eye contact is more than enough.
as i was walking to the bus stop with my friend Hayden, He was talking about how i call everyone a slag. (which means slut basically)
Hayden: You call everyone a slag.
Me: Yes, i know. *looks over shoulder and calls the person behind a slag.*
Hayden: wtf, do you even know him?
Me: haha. No.
as i looked back, i saw this cute girl and she looked sort of distant. there's about a good 20 feet distance.
Me: Yooo, You allriiight?
Girl: ...
Me: You seem a bit dead, like a *insert zombie pose here* sort of thing going on.
Girl: *looks behind*
Me: yes you. what's up with you?
Girl: oh, me... ive never spoken to you before.
Me: well now you have.
at this point hayden starts talking again, and she sped up walking to meet her friends. i thought it was funny, she was a good 2 foot taller than me. haha!
December 09, 2008
Today is my dad's birthday. and i ahvent bought him a card. fuck.
anywho, keep things short, i was in the mood to do an approach, but im waiting for AI. (approach invitation) eye contact is more than enough.
as i was walking to the bus stop with my friend Hayden, He was talking about how i call everyone a slag. (which means slut basically)
Hayden: You call everyone a slag.
Me: Yes, i know. *looks over shoulder and calls the person behind a slag.*
Hayden: wtf, do you even know him?
Me: haha. No.
as i looked back, i saw this cute girl and she looked sort of distant. there's about a good 20 feet distance.
Me: Yooo, You allriiight?
Girl: ...
Me: You seem a bit dead, like a *insert zombie pose here* sort of thing going on.
Girl: *looks behind*
Me: yes you. what's up with you?
Girl: oh, me... ive never spoken to you before.
Me: well now you have.
at this point hayden starts talking again, and she sped up walking to meet her friends. i thought it was funny, she was a good 2 foot taller than me. haha!
December 7, 2008
The evening. Lalah's birthday
it was cool. Blondie was there. i gamed her beforehand. she was one of the 'virgins' that i contemplated with. Where i would get far, but stop because i'd find out they're virgins. and i dont want to force them to give me head. maybe its my LMR tactics, fuck knows.
anywho, it was eventful personally, but nothing funny. it was cool going back to my civilized friends (lol at me using the word civilized)
Blondie's cool. ive kiseed her a couple of times before. as i was leaving i aimed to kiss her on the cheek- she gave me a quick peck on the lips and said:
"we should hang out soon".
I know she wants my dick. but this girl is a fucking virgin. >_>
it was cool. Blondie was there. i gamed her beforehand. she was one of the 'virgins' that i contemplated with. Where i would get far, but stop because i'd find out they're virgins. and i dont want to force them to give me head. maybe its my LMR tactics, fuck knows.
anywho, it was eventful personally, but nothing funny. it was cool going back to my civilized friends (lol at me using the word civilized)
Blondie's cool. ive kiseed her a couple of times before. as i was leaving i aimed to kiss her on the cheek- she gave me a quick peck on the lips and said:
"we should hang out soon".
I know she wants my dick. but this girl is a fucking virgin. >_>
You Black Ting!
December 06 to December 07, 2008
"let me put my gloves on.. and my scrubs on..."
I got on the bus. My bag slung to my right arm whilst im holding my bus ticket, and my Hazelnut hot chocolate on my left arm. im pissed off. working from 9-5. then Party. bad combination. i staggered to the back seat. there was a 3 set there. and they said something as i walked past them. it wasnt a formal Hello, it wasnt an IoI. nor was it an insult. wasnt quite sure. i think it was a personal joke which involved me. Fuck it. they're all too young anyways, stupid sluts.
i sat down, and i really hesitated on whether i should game them or not. i was too tired. but this is when i decided not to game.
Girl 1: i cant wait till may! imagine 10 people on a holiday.. loads of booze, loads of boys.. oohh yeah!
Girl 2: woooh! wait,You've been popping your spots havent you?
Girl 1: why?
Girl 3: Yeah you have been! you're sorta bleeding!
Girl 1: *looks in the mirror*
i was sort of holding my laughter in. that is such a turn off. the whole journey consisted of girl 1 looking at her reflection in the mirror and flicking her hair whilst the other 2 girls chatted happily.
All 3 were butt ugly, well sorta. the most decent one was Girl 1- and her face was a bit bleeding. hahahaha!
Got dressed and whatnot, met up with my wing girl, and wing man, and were off to the party.
its a surprise party for one of my best friends. and we were early. we sat down,and Taylor's lot came.
(confused? read Entry number 3 of this Journal and you'll get more info)
anywho, it was cockblock central. the two motherhens Hated me, Taylor wasnt making eye contact at all, and jamie werent even trying.
Screw you motherfuckers. im gonna go get drunk. me and my 2 wings fucked off to buy booze, laughing like there's no tomorrow, i seriously had such a great time that i didnt even mind not 'scoring'.
i took a piss outside. i cant be fucked. That’s piss number 1.
We jammed back to the house, we went the back way, cause these ‘blacks’ (as we phrased it) wudve jacked our booze. we bought Redbull and vodka. Gooood combination. i was pissed off that we didnt have ice though! we ended up getting drunk at the backgarden.
(Note, WingMan is Nigerian, And WingGirl is Nigerian, Im Filipino. Asian. Yes. And were quite open about racism. Casual racism. Lol)
We drank casually. Wing Girl doesn’t usually drink anything besides Malibu and coke (according to her) and WingMan is just some dick who drinks anything. Bastard.
We drank till the bottle was half empty, and I said to Wingman: Dude, lets do shots.
I poured out a shot of Vodka onto my glass, and a shot onto his glass. Glasses clinked, and the vodka was downed. I felt Hardcore. My mouth and stomach did not agree. Straight Vodka is the most disgusting and vile Shot ever. It is not smooth, it is not sweet, it tastes like nail polish remover. Absoloutely disgusting.
We staggered inside to say hi to the celebrant's Mother who just came home from work. WingMan ran off. His mother is a devout Christian. Wing Girl was too busy laughing or panicking, cant remember.
Me: *staggers* Hi Auntie, How are you?
Auntie: Ahhh, im Good Sin, how are you my son?
Me: *knocks off a can of coke* Im gooood auntie, im gooood.
during this point in time my 2 wings were on the floor laughing their head off. cause 'Auntie' (psuedonym) is a devout christian and does not allow booze to be present at her house.
walked outside to hide the vodka. Took another piss. Pisscount: 2.
we all went in the kitchen to find Taylor and the crew sitting down. the two Mother hens are eyeing on me like hawks. they hated my guts, and will not let me spit game at all. this is cock block to a whole new level.
I sat down, bit dizzy, but I managed to stay up. My wing girl started gaming.
Her: I love your dress!
Jamie: Thanks!
Her: haha you’re adorable.. what’s your name?
Jamie: Jamie.
Her: im WingGirl
*she turns towards taylor and repeats the same process to her, and the two motherhens.*
Insert fluff here that I didn’t participate in.
Here comes two more Potential targets, Bonnie and Clyde.
For story telling purposes, clyde will be a girl too. And she’ll be the fat one. Bonnie is kinda pretty. Definite HB 8 on my scale, but the foundation on her face is a turnoff. In total she’s a 7. I’d tap that still.
They sat down with us, and I think I offered them all some vodka. Fuck knows. All I know is that it disappeared after they came. (though I doubt they drank anything at all)
WingMan: oh my God, Sin, Show them Some Magic!
I started to do some Magic. This is fucked up. I can only remember a few bits, but as far as I can remember I did a few tricks, and bonnie and clyde were STILL impressed even though I was fucked outta my face. Hahahah! I dropped my cards a lot of times, but they were still impressed. Shit im talented.
This is where a gigantic Gap in my memory comes. There is just a void there. I know I didn’t kiss anyone, nor did I game Bonnie or Clyde, or Jamie or Taylor. Nadda. I have no idea what the fuck I did, but there was just a void. LOL!
The celebrant eventually Came let’s name him CT. Short for Chocolate Teddy (cause he likes that name). Apparently according to him, he stood outside his house for us lot to ‘Get ready’ and surprise him. Being Typical British Black people, They just partied. I was too fucking drunk to notice anything. I saw him come in, and I immediately gave him a hug.
Me: HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU BLACK BASTARD.
CT: Cheers you drunken Fuck.
Me: s’cool, S’cooool.. *passess out*
I came in the dance floor. Taylor and the crew were there. I think I said:
Me: Taylor, You’re Gorgeous. Come here.
Then there’s a void again, cant remember jack shit,but she definitely didn’t come near me. Haha.
They said they had to go, gave Both taylor and Jamie a hug, and passed out somewhere.
There is a massive gap again. I remember sitting down in the kitchen with the rubbish bin in front of me. I told them it was my best friend. Sinful was literally fucked outta his head. This black kid came in the kitchen and was standing near me, facing towards my direction.
I got pissed off. The bastard was wearing his hood, INSIDE the house, who the fuck does that. You know this guy is fucked up when they do that, seriously. I was drunk, but I still didn’t lose my logic. Hoodies inside? Nah motherfucker, that’s just fucked up.
Me: Who’s this? *points at Hoodie boy*
Hoodie Boy: Who?
Me: WHO… IS… THIS????!??!
Hoodie Boy: What do you MEAN who’s this? *takes two steps closer, to the point where I can smell his hot demented breath)
Me: Yo, WingMan, who the fuck is this?
Hoodie Boy: What do you mean though? Who’s this? I AM someone, the fuck do you mean?
Just as a heads up, this may not make sense to a lot of you, but you’d have to audible hear the conversation (if you can call it that) to intensify the interaction. This guy was ready to stab me, and I was giving him evil looks.
He walked out murmuring to himself, I thought: “Damn straight bitch, walk the fuck away.” And passed out again.
I woke up a bit, and I said:
Me: WingMan, I need to get sober Quick.. give me some food…
Wingman: Sin, there’s no food here, there’s chicken and Jellof rice though.
Me: Fuck off.. that’s way too spicy. Oi WingGirl, pass me that.
WingGirl: pass you what?
Me: Pass me THAT. (points at cereal)
Wing Girl: what, the bread?
Me: does it look like im pointing at bread, what kind of fucked up eyes do you have?
Wing girl (laughing): Oh the cereal! Haha aight.
Me: (gestures hands to charade a ‘Bowl’, they didn’t get it.) GIVE ME A DAMN BOWL.
Wing Man: YES SIR!
Me: Milk. And a spoon.
Wing Girl: Here, bitch!
I sit there happily eating my cereal, and I casually look at my Ben Sherman watch which recently got fixed. 1:40 Am. occasionally I missed my mouth and the cereal would land in the floor.
I promised to myself that if I dropped the bowl,I would clean it. A good 20 seconds after, I dropped the godfrosakened bowl.
This is out of respect to CT, because I mustered up every inch of adrenaline left in my body to stay sober, in order to clean the mess I made. Thank fuck the bowl I used was plastic, and the Rubbish bin wasn’t exactly far. (It was dead in front of me.)
I was starting to sober up. I told wing girl:
Me: Wing Girl, I am sad.
Wing Girl: Why?
Me: Because if I weren’t like this.. (points towards self) I could’ve gamed THAT. (points at Bonnie and clyde)
Wing girl (laughing) : Its True Sin, Its true. Mother has taught you well, but for now, Sleep. (Mother referring to herself.)
There was a rush of people coming from the living room to the kitchen, their face screwed up in a manner that looks like they were eating something sour. I wanted to try it.
“Someone’s spraying some shit, Fuck this!”
I thought to myself: Fuck, that must be some weird ass’ed Aftershave or cologne, how can it be that LETHAL that it evacuated the dance floor? I mean, Black parties tend to be B.o. heaven (Body Odour) but I didn’t think it’d be that bad, maybe someone shat themselves. Fuck it.
Me: WingGIrl, im going upstairs to get my shirt.
Wing Girl: haha no Sin, stay here, seriously it stinks in there.
Me: ah, I don’t care.
Before I entered the room, I held my breath and staggered upstairs. Before I entered the living room I held my breath, but I tested it out for the smell just before I entered the living room. I smelt nothing.
Then it came. That sensation that fills me up, whether I like it or not, I cant really decide. I sneezed.
Sneeze number 1. Followed by sneeze number two.. and three.. and four. Until it was about the 11th time and I was on the floor on all fours, teary eyed with saliva and snot drooping from my nose and mouth in front of me.
Wingman and wingGirl couldn’t stop laughing. CT was laughing as well.
CT: Sin, I told you don’t fucking enter the living room, some bastard sprayed pepper spray!
Shit, that was it. Pepper spray. It makes sense.
There was a void here again, cant remember.
I somehow landed outside with CT, Wing Girl and Wingman. We started dancing.
I put some music on my phone and we had a dance off outside. Apparently I was still good, even though I staggered a lot. We had quite a few onlookers.
Random Girl 1: Heyyy Sin. You allriiight?
Sin: yeah. Drunk. Sup?
Random girl number 2: (Touches my arm) You allright sin?
Sin: *looks at the area where girl 2 touches my arm*
Random girl 3: he looks drunk.
Sin: You think? Shit, you’re a genius.
Random girl 1: haha, you’re so funny… listen, have you got £3.00?
At this point I stepped back and started laughing.
Sin (laughing): CT, hahahhaha CT, did you hear this? These bastards are trying to hustle money off me! Hahahaha! I may be drunk, but I still aint gonna give you jack shit!
I walked up to CT and said:
“Dude, im still fucking hammered mate, you really need to help me find WingGirl or WingMan.. im sleeping round WingGirl’s house with WingMan and shit… so yeah..”
CT: I got your back man, trust. Lets go.
So we fought off Legions of black bastards trying to swindle money off me, and black bastards trying to talk to CT (cause he’s alpha, lol)
I cant remember what happens. I remember a few things, but I’ll fast forward it.
I was sober a bit, my adrenaline was kicking in. it was me, wing girl, wing man, TallBoy and Comfort walking to the train station to get picked up. If we bump into any chavs were sorta fucked. Im trying to stay alert. We arrived at the train station. I needed a piss.
Piss number 3. Right at the Red mailbox. Wingman was laughing, Wing girl was going “eww… HAHHAHAHAH.. but eww sin! Hahgahahhahaha!”
The driver arrived, it was wing girl’s sister. for some reason comfort was sitting on my lap. I was laughing my head off. Im drunk outta my head and ive got a girl on my lap. I weren’t even trying or anything. All this pickup bullshit weren’t helping.
That’s the moment when I know I was really fucked outta my head, cause of what I thought at the time. I went:
Shit, TallBoy I thought you were the pimp? Why the fuck have I got Comfort on my lap? This is wrong man, You’re the better pimp, why is she on my lap? Shit, ive got more game than them bastards on Xboxlive. Im drunk and im still pulling.
They thought it was funny, I wasn’t amused.
We arrived at wing girl’s at around about 3 AM. I just laid there on the couch. Wing girl said im not aloud my shoes on. I took em off with my feet. And passed out.
I woke up at half 3, and the two bastards were watching spongebob. I said:
Why the fuck are you watching spongebob?
I slapped wing man in the face (cause he was nearest) and went back to bed.
PM Sunday, me winggirl and wingman just relaxed round wing girl’s house until 6 pm. Utter hilarious. We were talking about what the fuck I did (Which is why I remembered quite a lot seeing that they were both sober and I was drunk outta my head)
Flashback:
Apparently the same boy that I had the encounter with was also the same boy that used the pepper spray. He didn’t do it once, he did it three times apparently, and WingMan (being a loyal friend that he is) asked him to leave nicely.
Black people, seeing that they’re black were shit stirring. They went:
Seeing that you guys wont be familiar with Black terminology (since they tend to invent their own language, I’ll translate)
Black group 1: OOHH, IS HE GETTING RUDE NOW DOE? IS HE GETTING RUUUUUUDDDDEEEE!?” (is he getting rude now?)
Black dude number 2: Ahh BLOOD, he’s bare rude u kno, what he chattin abaaaaaaatttttt. (Ahh, dude, He’s really rude you know, what’s he talking about?)
Hoodie Boy: Is this your house numba? (is this your house?)
WingMan: No, but its my friends house. *you can tell that my friend is still sober, cause he’s still civilized)
Hoodie: well den.
WingMan: can you leave, Please.
Black group 1: OOH BRUV, HE’S GETTING BARE RUDE.
CT steps in and holds Black group 1 out while Hoodie boy and wingman was still squaring off.
CT: WingMan, go upstairs, I’ll handle this.
None of our lot (wingman, Wing girl, Tallboy, comfort, ) was there to witness this, but apparently CT told hoodie boy to never go back to his house ever again. He’s one of them people that got invited to the party because he knew one person, and the person knew another.
Hoodie Boy is apparently the little brother of some crazy black guy who stabs people. He stabs people too apparently. Thank fuck im still alive.
"let me put my gloves on.. and my scrubs on..."
I got on the bus. My bag slung to my right arm whilst im holding my bus ticket, and my Hazelnut hot chocolate on my left arm. im pissed off. working from 9-5. then Party. bad combination. i staggered to the back seat. there was a 3 set there. and they said something as i walked past them. it wasnt a formal Hello, it wasnt an IoI. nor was it an insult. wasnt quite sure. i think it was a personal joke which involved me. Fuck it. they're all too young anyways, stupid sluts.
i sat down, and i really hesitated on whether i should game them or not. i was too tired. but this is when i decided not to game.
Girl 1: i cant wait till may! imagine 10 people on a holiday.. loads of booze, loads of boys.. oohh yeah!
Girl 2: woooh! wait,You've been popping your spots havent you?
Girl 1: why?
Girl 3: Yeah you have been! you're sorta bleeding!
Girl 1: *looks in the mirror*
i was sort of holding my laughter in. that is such a turn off. the whole journey consisted of girl 1 looking at her reflection in the mirror and flicking her hair whilst the other 2 girls chatted happily.
All 3 were butt ugly, well sorta. the most decent one was Girl 1- and her face was a bit bleeding. hahahaha!
Got dressed and whatnot, met up with my wing girl, and wing man, and were off to the party.
its a surprise party for one of my best friends. and we were early. we sat down,and Taylor's lot came.
(confused? read Entry number 3 of this Journal and you'll get more info)
anywho, it was cockblock central. the two motherhens Hated me, Taylor wasnt making eye contact at all, and jamie werent even trying.
Screw you motherfuckers. im gonna go get drunk. me and my 2 wings fucked off to buy booze, laughing like there's no tomorrow, i seriously had such a great time that i didnt even mind not 'scoring'.
i took a piss outside. i cant be fucked. That’s piss number 1.
We jammed back to the house, we went the back way, cause these ‘blacks’ (as we phrased it) wudve jacked our booze. we bought Redbull and vodka. Gooood combination. i was pissed off that we didnt have ice though! we ended up getting drunk at the backgarden.
(Note, WingMan is Nigerian, And WingGirl is Nigerian, Im Filipino. Asian. Yes. And were quite open about racism. Casual racism. Lol)
We drank casually. Wing Girl doesn’t usually drink anything besides Malibu and coke (according to her) and WingMan is just some dick who drinks anything. Bastard.
We drank till the bottle was half empty, and I said to Wingman: Dude, lets do shots.
I poured out a shot of Vodka onto my glass, and a shot onto his glass. Glasses clinked, and the vodka was downed. I felt Hardcore. My mouth and stomach did not agree. Straight Vodka is the most disgusting and vile Shot ever. It is not smooth, it is not sweet, it tastes like nail polish remover. Absoloutely disgusting.
We staggered inside to say hi to the celebrant's Mother who just came home from work. WingMan ran off. His mother is a devout Christian. Wing Girl was too busy laughing or panicking, cant remember.
Me: *staggers* Hi Auntie, How are you?
Auntie: Ahhh, im Good Sin, how are you my son?
Me: *knocks off a can of coke* Im gooood auntie, im gooood.
during this point in time my 2 wings were on the floor laughing their head off. cause 'Auntie' (psuedonym) is a devout christian and does not allow booze to be present at her house.
walked outside to hide the vodka. Took another piss. Pisscount: 2.
we all went in the kitchen to find Taylor and the crew sitting down. the two Mother hens are eyeing on me like hawks. they hated my guts, and will not let me spit game at all. this is cock block to a whole new level.
I sat down, bit dizzy, but I managed to stay up. My wing girl started gaming.
Her: I love your dress!
Jamie: Thanks!
Her: haha you’re adorable.. what’s your name?
Jamie: Jamie.
Her: im WingGirl
*she turns towards taylor and repeats the same process to her, and the two motherhens.*
Insert fluff here that I didn’t participate in.
Here comes two more Potential targets, Bonnie and Clyde.
For story telling purposes, clyde will be a girl too. And she’ll be the fat one. Bonnie is kinda pretty. Definite HB 8 on my scale, but the foundation on her face is a turnoff. In total she’s a 7. I’d tap that still.
They sat down with us, and I think I offered them all some vodka. Fuck knows. All I know is that it disappeared after they came. (though I doubt they drank anything at all)
WingMan: oh my God, Sin, Show them Some Magic!
I started to do some Magic. This is fucked up. I can only remember a few bits, but as far as I can remember I did a few tricks, and bonnie and clyde were STILL impressed even though I was fucked outta my face. Hahahah! I dropped my cards a lot of times, but they were still impressed. Shit im talented.
This is where a gigantic Gap in my memory comes. There is just a void there. I know I didn’t kiss anyone, nor did I game Bonnie or Clyde, or Jamie or Taylor. Nadda. I have no idea what the fuck I did, but there was just a void. LOL!
The celebrant eventually Came let’s name him CT. Short for Chocolate Teddy (cause he likes that name). Apparently according to him, he stood outside his house for us lot to ‘Get ready’ and surprise him. Being Typical British Black people, They just partied. I was too fucking drunk to notice anything. I saw him come in, and I immediately gave him a hug.
Me: HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU BLACK BASTARD.
CT: Cheers you drunken Fuck.
Me: s’cool, S’cooool.. *passess out*
I came in the dance floor. Taylor and the crew were there. I think I said:
Me: Taylor, You’re Gorgeous. Come here.
Then there’s a void again, cant remember jack shit,but she definitely didn’t come near me. Haha.
They said they had to go, gave Both taylor and Jamie a hug, and passed out somewhere.
There is a massive gap again. I remember sitting down in the kitchen with the rubbish bin in front of me. I told them it was my best friend. Sinful was literally fucked outta his head. This black kid came in the kitchen and was standing near me, facing towards my direction.
I got pissed off. The bastard was wearing his hood, INSIDE the house, who the fuck does that. You know this guy is fucked up when they do that, seriously. I was drunk, but I still didn’t lose my logic. Hoodies inside? Nah motherfucker, that’s just fucked up.
Me: Who’s this? *points at Hoodie boy*
Hoodie Boy: Who?
Me: WHO… IS… THIS????!??!
Hoodie Boy: What do you MEAN who’s this? *takes two steps closer, to the point where I can smell his hot demented breath)
Me: Yo, WingMan, who the fuck is this?
Hoodie Boy: What do you mean though? Who’s this? I AM someone, the fuck do you mean?
Just as a heads up, this may not make sense to a lot of you, but you’d have to audible hear the conversation (if you can call it that) to intensify the interaction. This guy was ready to stab me, and I was giving him evil looks.
He walked out murmuring to himself, I thought: “Damn straight bitch, walk the fuck away.” And passed out again.
I woke up a bit, and I said:
Me: WingMan, I need to get sober Quick.. give me some food…
Wingman: Sin, there’s no food here, there’s chicken and Jellof rice though.
Me: Fuck off.. that’s way too spicy. Oi WingGirl, pass me that.
WingGirl: pass you what?
Me: Pass me THAT. (points at cereal)
Wing Girl: what, the bread?
Me: does it look like im pointing at bread, what kind of fucked up eyes do you have?
Wing girl (laughing): Oh the cereal! Haha aight.
Me: (gestures hands to charade a ‘Bowl’, they didn’t get it.) GIVE ME A DAMN BOWL.
Wing Man: YES SIR!
Me: Milk. And a spoon.
Wing Girl: Here, bitch!
I sit there happily eating my cereal, and I casually look at my Ben Sherman watch which recently got fixed. 1:40 Am. occasionally I missed my mouth and the cereal would land in the floor.
I promised to myself that if I dropped the bowl,I would clean it. A good 20 seconds after, I dropped the godfrosakened bowl.
This is out of respect to CT, because I mustered up every inch of adrenaline left in my body to stay sober, in order to clean the mess I made. Thank fuck the bowl I used was plastic, and the Rubbish bin wasn’t exactly far. (It was dead in front of me.)
I was starting to sober up. I told wing girl:
Me: Wing Girl, I am sad.
Wing Girl: Why?
Me: Because if I weren’t like this.. (points towards self) I could’ve gamed THAT. (points at Bonnie and clyde)
Wing girl (laughing) : Its True Sin, Its true. Mother has taught you well, but for now, Sleep. (Mother referring to herself.)
There was a rush of people coming from the living room to the kitchen, their face screwed up in a manner that looks like they were eating something sour. I wanted to try it.
“Someone’s spraying some shit, Fuck this!”
I thought to myself: Fuck, that must be some weird ass’ed Aftershave or cologne, how can it be that LETHAL that it evacuated the dance floor? I mean, Black parties tend to be B.o. heaven (Body Odour) but I didn’t think it’d be that bad, maybe someone shat themselves. Fuck it.
Me: WingGIrl, im going upstairs to get my shirt.
Wing Girl: haha no Sin, stay here, seriously it stinks in there.
Me: ah, I don’t care.
Before I entered the room, I held my breath and staggered upstairs. Before I entered the living room I held my breath, but I tested it out for the smell just before I entered the living room. I smelt nothing.
Then it came. That sensation that fills me up, whether I like it or not, I cant really decide. I sneezed.
Sneeze number 1. Followed by sneeze number two.. and three.. and four. Until it was about the 11th time and I was on the floor on all fours, teary eyed with saliva and snot drooping from my nose and mouth in front of me.
Wingman and wingGirl couldn’t stop laughing. CT was laughing as well.
CT: Sin, I told you don’t fucking enter the living room, some bastard sprayed pepper spray!
Shit, that was it. Pepper spray. It makes sense.
There was a void here again, cant remember.
I somehow landed outside with CT, Wing Girl and Wingman. We started dancing.
I put some music on my phone and we had a dance off outside. Apparently I was still good, even though I staggered a lot. We had quite a few onlookers.
Random Girl 1: Heyyy Sin. You allriiight?
Sin: yeah. Drunk. Sup?
Random girl number 2: (Touches my arm) You allright sin?
Sin: *looks at the area where girl 2 touches my arm*
Random girl 3: he looks drunk.
Sin: You think? Shit, you’re a genius.
Random girl 1: haha, you’re so funny… listen, have you got £3.00?
At this point I stepped back and started laughing.
Sin (laughing): CT, hahahhaha CT, did you hear this? These bastards are trying to hustle money off me! Hahahaha! I may be drunk, but I still aint gonna give you jack shit!
I walked up to CT and said:
“Dude, im still fucking hammered mate, you really need to help me find WingGirl or WingMan.. im sleeping round WingGirl’s house with WingMan and shit… so yeah..”
CT: I got your back man, trust. Lets go.
So we fought off Legions of black bastards trying to swindle money off me, and black bastards trying to talk to CT (cause he’s alpha, lol)
I cant remember what happens. I remember a few things, but I’ll fast forward it.
I was sober a bit, my adrenaline was kicking in. it was me, wing girl, wing man, TallBoy and Comfort walking to the train station to get picked up. If we bump into any chavs were sorta fucked. Im trying to stay alert. We arrived at the train station. I needed a piss.
Piss number 3. Right at the Red mailbox. Wingman was laughing, Wing girl was going “eww… HAHHAHAHAH.. but eww sin! Hahgahahhahaha!”
The driver arrived, it was wing girl’s sister. for some reason comfort was sitting on my lap. I was laughing my head off. Im drunk outta my head and ive got a girl on my lap. I weren’t even trying or anything. All this pickup bullshit weren’t helping.
That’s the moment when I know I was really fucked outta my head, cause of what I thought at the time. I went:
Shit, TallBoy I thought you were the pimp? Why the fuck have I got Comfort on my lap? This is wrong man, You’re the better pimp, why is she on my lap? Shit, ive got more game than them bastards on Xboxlive. Im drunk and im still pulling.
They thought it was funny, I wasn’t amused.
We arrived at wing girl’s at around about 3 AM. I just laid there on the couch. Wing girl said im not aloud my shoes on. I took em off with my feet. And passed out.
I woke up at half 3, and the two bastards were watching spongebob. I said:
Why the fuck are you watching spongebob?
I slapped wing man in the face (cause he was nearest) and went back to bed.
PM Sunday, me winggirl and wingman just relaxed round wing girl’s house until 6 pm. Utter hilarious. We were talking about what the fuck I did (Which is why I remembered quite a lot seeing that they were both sober and I was drunk outta my head)
Flashback:
Apparently the same boy that I had the encounter with was also the same boy that used the pepper spray. He didn’t do it once, he did it three times apparently, and WingMan (being a loyal friend that he is) asked him to leave nicely.
Black people, seeing that they’re black were shit stirring. They went:
Seeing that you guys wont be familiar with Black terminology (since they tend to invent their own language, I’ll translate)
Black group 1: OOHH, IS HE GETTING RUDE NOW DOE? IS HE GETTING RUUUUUUDDDDEEEE!?” (is he getting rude now?)
Black dude number 2: Ahh BLOOD, he’s bare rude u kno, what he chattin abaaaaaaatttttt. (Ahh, dude, He’s really rude you know, what’s he talking about?)
Hoodie Boy: Is this your house numba? (is this your house?)
WingMan: No, but its my friends house. *you can tell that my friend is still sober, cause he’s still civilized)
Hoodie: well den.
WingMan: can you leave, Please.
Black group 1: OOH BRUV, HE’S GETTING BARE RUDE.
CT steps in and holds Black group 1 out while Hoodie boy and wingman was still squaring off.
CT: WingMan, go upstairs, I’ll handle this.
None of our lot (wingman, Wing girl, Tallboy, comfort, ) was there to witness this, but apparently CT told hoodie boy to never go back to his house ever again. He’s one of them people that got invited to the party because he knew one person, and the person knew another.
Hoodie Boy is apparently the little brother of some crazy black guy who stabs people. He stabs people too apparently. Thank fuck im still alive.
December 2, 2008
December 2, 2008
Has something so inspiring ever kicked you in the ass so hard that it made you taste your food from yesterday? Something that you read, saw, felt or experienced. That's what im going on about.
This is the real shit. Not some Disney fuck that you watch where everything goes in the way of the damn prince and her fucktard army of twats. (I like disney films though.) Life doesnt always turn out the way you planned it. Which is why recently ive experienced such a change into my perspective.
Ive been reading 'I hope they serve beer in hell'. Which is a sort of biography- or compilation of stories (more like field reports) of a guy Named Tucker Max and his fiasco's underlying his lays and approaches. ive constantly found myself laughing so hard by myself that it started to annoy other people. If there was a book that i'd read over and over- this would be it. No, not the Top Gear book not "101 things to do before you die" or the shitty new harry potter book. This is the type of book that entertains you, informative and can be very influential in some aspects.
This guy is a complete asshole. and he does this because he is drunk 98% of the time of his female encounters in the book. He is an absoloute inspiration, and im getting goosebumps at the surge that im experiencing at the moment. The book shows that even though you should be the most polite, civilized and law-abiding person around, you can turn the tides and be a fucktard. and STILL finish first. (he is a law graduate. hence why Civilized was a description. Yes, He did graduate.)
This changes my whole perception in life. Finding out about the community was like my Left eye being opened. Reading that book is like Opening my right.
It made me realise that my perspective of aiming for an LTR wouldnt work. From now on, instead of getting to know the chick, im gonna go through all sarging phases. im out to Fuck. Then i'll decide if im gonna keep the bitch, or turn her into booty call.
Lets face it, Logistics isnt playing nice to me at the moment. The Love planet and all that crap isnt smiling at me either, they're playing fucking hide and seek. I'd get IoI's, but i'd later find out that the girl is an emotional fuck.
Screw College. i have to endure only a few months with the chick anyways if she's a mental fucktard. (College is like Undergrad.) Aim for high caliber women Sin, Fuck it. im Fucking anything that's above a 7 on my scale, (that's still pretty steep)
The title 'Pimp' that all my acquaintances have passed onto me shall now be accepted instead of being brushed away to the side like a vegetarian would to the ham in a pizza. If you call me a pimp, i'll damn live up to the fucking name. and you wont regret it.
Screw it. That smirk on my face will always be there. There is no one bitch that would be able to scrape that outta my face. if she doesnt like me, Fuck her. She can go suck her own dick. if she's a boring fuck, i'll fuck her anyways.
Im out of words to say, and this was just pouring what im thinking of at the moment. i have more to write, but you reading this last line either means you're lazy, or you've just read through what has been running in my mind for the past 10 minutes.
Has something so inspiring ever kicked you in the ass so hard that it made you taste your food from yesterday? Something that you read, saw, felt or experienced. That's what im going on about.
This is the real shit. Not some Disney fuck that you watch where everything goes in the way of the damn prince and her fucktard army of twats. (I like disney films though.) Life doesnt always turn out the way you planned it. Which is why recently ive experienced such a change into my perspective.
Ive been reading 'I hope they serve beer in hell'. Which is a sort of biography- or compilation of stories (more like field reports) of a guy Named Tucker Max and his fiasco's underlying his lays and approaches. ive constantly found myself laughing so hard by myself that it started to annoy other people. If there was a book that i'd read over and over- this would be it. No, not the Top Gear book not "101 things to do before you die" or the shitty new harry potter book. This is the type of book that entertains you, informative and can be very influential in some aspects.
This guy is a complete asshole. and he does this because he is drunk 98% of the time of his female encounters in the book. He is an absoloute inspiration, and im getting goosebumps at the surge that im experiencing at the moment. The book shows that even though you should be the most polite, civilized and law-abiding person around, you can turn the tides and be a fucktard. and STILL finish first. (he is a law graduate. hence why Civilized was a description. Yes, He did graduate.)
This changes my whole perception in life. Finding out about the community was like my Left eye being opened. Reading that book is like Opening my right.
It made me realise that my perspective of aiming for an LTR wouldnt work. From now on, instead of getting to know the chick, im gonna go through all sarging phases. im out to Fuck. Then i'll decide if im gonna keep the bitch, or turn her into booty call.
Lets face it, Logistics isnt playing nice to me at the moment. The Love planet and all that crap isnt smiling at me either, they're playing fucking hide and seek. I'd get IoI's, but i'd later find out that the girl is an emotional fuck.
Screw College. i have to endure only a few months with the chick anyways if she's a mental fucktard. (College is like Undergrad.) Aim for high caliber women Sin, Fuck it. im Fucking anything that's above a 7 on my scale, (that's still pretty steep)
The title 'Pimp' that all my acquaintances have passed onto me shall now be accepted instead of being brushed away to the side like a vegetarian would to the ham in a pizza. If you call me a pimp, i'll damn live up to the fucking name. and you wont regret it.
Screw it. That smirk on my face will always be there. There is no one bitch that would be able to scrape that outta my face. if she doesnt like me, Fuck her. She can go suck her own dick. if she's a boring fuck, i'll fuck her anyways.
Im out of words to say, and this was just pouring what im thinking of at the moment. i have more to write, but you reading this last line either means you're lazy, or you've just read through what has been running in my mind for the past 10 minutes.
November 23, 2008
My Birthday. wooh.
i had a balloon saying "Happy 18th bday" tied to my wrist, and a gigantic Badge that said "happy birthday" on me. Peacock much?
We went to Nando's (Mexican restaurant) and there was a chick that worked there, i thought she was cute, and she was at the condiment bar.
i walked over and grabbed knives and forks- she said:
HB: Happy Birthday.
Me: Oh hello. and thanks!
*walked off* i figured i dont want to be too forward. hired guns are complicated bastards. plus she was probably trained to do that.
I had to walk back to the condiment bar, i needed straws. it wasnt even a reason to talk to her, but i couldnt find it. i talked to her again:
"S'cuse me Young lady-that-works-here, do you know where i can find some straws?"
She looked over to where the straws where and smiled at me.
"Ah, that's wicked. i didnt even need to bother you for that long, you should get promoted."
She laughed.
"Thanks ehrm... " *wheels her around for her name tag* Ro...sie. ah, thanks rosie.
and i made my way back.
my mate asked for some cream salad thing. had to go back there. didnt initiate convo. it wudve gottenf reaky. she didnt see me either. i think she didnt. not sure. there were other people around.
as we were eating, she went to our table and checked for ketchup, she asked:
HB: are you still using the ketchup?
Me: no, were just casually staring at it.
She didnt hear it, and shrugged it off instead and walked away. i got well burned by my friends, didnt care. i'll n-close this hired gun. i had a few eye contacts+ smiles coming from her as i was eating. rather awkward cause i was stuffing my face with chicken wings. lol!
before we left, she was at the condiment bar again, i told her: "
You seem like an intresting person, *gets phone out*
HB: wait- wha...
Me: what?
HB: Nothing, go on.
Me: No seriously, what is it? *smiles*
HB: Nothing *Smiles* Continue.
Me: right, well i think you're an intresting person, what's your number?
HB: that's the thing.. i actually dont know my number..
(at this point i think, Shit. she's either retarded or this is just a way of rejecting me, bastard hired guns)
Me: haha... but you do msn dont you?
HB: yeah of course!
Me: right what is it? its not something embarrassing like "Lil-rosie ere 2k8" (makes gang sign) is it?
HB: haha no! but its really long and confusing.
Me: Try me.
HB: right its Rosie-blablabla shitty shitty bang bang. (Cant remember dont ask)
Me: okay, screw that, you type it in my phone.
HB: i dont know how to do it! its too long!
Me: get a pen and paper then! you work here! this is your Territory! Right you go get a pen while i do your job, go on, run along!
HB: i got to pretend like im doing work...
Me: dont worry, dont worry!
HB: i havent got one around though! why dont you write your number down on that napkin instead..
Me: you got a pen? guess not. *looks over the nearest table and asks THEM for a pen. She laughs. they laugh.
(heads over to the other HB at the till, HB 7.)
(insert random crap over here)
Me: right, i dont usually give out my number to random people that ive never met before.....
Her: *Shocked+smiley face*
Me: right here's my number, and you dont even know my name now do you? have a guess at what my name is.
Her: Hmm... Tom?
Me: do i honestly look like a tom? do you ACTUALLY believe that i look like a TOM? (this was said in a CnF manner, and she was laughing, so shut it. )
me: (showing her the napkin) right, this is my number, and what's that over there? yes, my name is Sinful (said my real name, dw) well done. anyways im gone, laters laters.
the cute waitress at the till walked past and i smoothly asked if she had pockets (cause she was carrying something) and slid the pen there.
went off afterwards.
Not too sure, she hasnt contacted me or anything. thoughts?
i had a balloon saying "Happy 18th bday" tied to my wrist, and a gigantic Badge that said "happy birthday" on me. Peacock much?
We went to Nando's (Mexican restaurant) and there was a chick that worked there, i thought she was cute, and she was at the condiment bar.
i walked over and grabbed knives and forks- she said:
HB: Happy Birthday.
Me: Oh hello. and thanks!
*walked off* i figured i dont want to be too forward. hired guns are complicated bastards. plus she was probably trained to do that.
I had to walk back to the condiment bar, i needed straws. it wasnt even a reason to talk to her, but i couldnt find it. i talked to her again:
"S'cuse me Young lady-that-works-here, do you know where i can find some straws?"
She looked over to where the straws where and smiled at me.
"Ah, that's wicked. i didnt even need to bother you for that long, you should get promoted."
She laughed.
"Thanks ehrm... " *wheels her around for her name tag* Ro...sie. ah, thanks rosie.
and i made my way back.
my mate asked for some cream salad thing. had to go back there. didnt initiate convo. it wudve gottenf reaky. she didnt see me either. i think she didnt. not sure. there were other people around.
as we were eating, she went to our table and checked for ketchup, she asked:
HB: are you still using the ketchup?
Me: no, were just casually staring at it.
She didnt hear it, and shrugged it off instead and walked away. i got well burned by my friends, didnt care. i'll n-close this hired gun. i had a few eye contacts+ smiles coming from her as i was eating. rather awkward cause i was stuffing my face with chicken wings. lol!
before we left, she was at the condiment bar again, i told her: "
You seem like an intresting person, *gets phone out*
HB: wait- wha...
Me: what?
HB: Nothing, go on.
Me: No seriously, what is it? *smiles*
HB: Nothing *Smiles* Continue.
Me: right, well i think you're an intresting person, what's your number?
HB: that's the thing.. i actually dont know my number..
(at this point i think, Shit. she's either retarded or this is just a way of rejecting me, bastard hired guns)
Me: haha... but you do msn dont you?
HB: yeah of course!
Me: right what is it? its not something embarrassing like "Lil-rosie ere 2k8" (makes gang sign) is it?
HB: haha no! but its really long and confusing.
Me: Try me.
HB: right its Rosie-blablabla shitty shitty bang bang. (Cant remember dont ask)
Me: okay, screw that, you type it in my phone.
HB: i dont know how to do it! its too long!
Me: get a pen and paper then! you work here! this is your Territory! Right you go get a pen while i do your job, go on, run along!
HB: i got to pretend like im doing work...
Me: dont worry, dont worry!
HB: i havent got one around though! why dont you write your number down on that napkin instead..
Me: you got a pen? guess not. *looks over the nearest table and asks THEM for a pen. She laughs. they laugh.
(heads over to the other HB at the till, HB 7.)
(insert random crap over here)
Me: right, i dont usually give out my number to random people that ive never met before.....
Her: *Shocked+smiley face*
Me: right here's my number, and you dont even know my name now do you? have a guess at what my name is.
Her: Hmm... Tom?
Me: do i honestly look like a tom? do you ACTUALLY believe that i look like a TOM? (this was said in a CnF manner, and she was laughing, so shut it. )
me: (showing her the napkin) right, this is my number, and what's that over there? yes, my name is Sinful (said my real name, dw) well done. anyways im gone, laters laters.
the cute waitress at the till walked past and i smoothly asked if she had pockets (cause she was carrying something) and slid the pen there.
went off afterwards.
Not too sure, she hasnt contacted me or anything. thoughts?
November 22, 2008
there was this chick dressed as an Elf outside where i worked, she looks cute, i was going to open, but my manager was around,and i cant really slack off and talk to outsiders and shit. its really busy in starbucks! this has come to my attention as well, i cant GAME and work at the same time. sucks ass. there's this chick that i wanna game too, but she works with me, and i wont really have time for that!
I had this thing with a girl as well, she smiled- but i forgot i was on my break. In starbucks, a smile is usually a gesture of politeness, when im outside, its a frickin IoI. got to remember that!
anyways, got off the bus. and i noticed that i obtained a blister on my right foot.
Great. i also noticed that my right ass cheek was fucking numb. i had a fear that i got stabbed by some sedative, and that my right ass cheek is going to fall off. and i noticed this AS i was crossing the road, so imagine me groping myself in the middle of the road and tapping my foot (cause i was making sure i could feel something in that leg) before realising that i look like a right mug.
Also: i turn 18 in two hours. im already imagining myself going into a PROPER club for the first time, not freezing out, but being aware of the changes from an underage club, to a PROPER club. alongside 1000000 AMOGS and shit.
Good stuff, prepared to take it head on. that 'smirk' on my face is plastered already.
I had this thing with a girl as well, she smiled- but i forgot i was on my break. In starbucks, a smile is usually a gesture of politeness, when im outside, its a frickin IoI. got to remember that!
anyways, got off the bus. and i noticed that i obtained a blister on my right foot.
Great. i also noticed that my right ass cheek was fucking numb. i had a fear that i got stabbed by some sedative, and that my right ass cheek is going to fall off. and i noticed this AS i was crossing the road, so imagine me groping myself in the middle of the road and tapping my foot (cause i was making sure i could feel something in that leg) before realising that i look like a right mug.
Also: i turn 18 in two hours. im already imagining myself going into a PROPER club for the first time, not freezing out, but being aware of the changes from an underage club, to a PROPER club. alongside 1000000 AMOGS and shit.
Good stuff, prepared to take it head on. that 'smirk' on my face is plastered already.
november 18,2008
today was rather odd. i was being nice to shirley (which i RARELY do) and she was being nice back. then we reverted to our old ways (insulting each other like children lol)
i was trying to kiss her without actually forcing her to- if that makes sense. she said at one point "Im not going to kiss you on the lips."
and i replied with: "Why would i want a kiss from you? *rolls eyes*"
Her: too late, already done it 2 nights ago.
Me: that's allright, u werent that good anyways.
Her: *shocked face* well you werent that good as well!
Me: i'll live. dont worry.
Her: *shocked impression*
i think she just doesnt wanna kiss me on the lips because she has a spot near her lips, and it makes her feel awkward. (i think, not sure. dont really care)
im not dying or anything. just taking things as it goes. dont really care. i could lose this chick, and it wont change a thing.
i was trying to kiss her without actually forcing her to- if that makes sense. she said at one point "Im not going to kiss you on the lips."
and i replied with: "Why would i want a kiss from you? *rolls eyes*"
Her: too late, already done it 2 nights ago.
Me: that's allright, u werent that good anyways.
Her: *shocked face* well you werent that good as well!
Me: i'll live. dont worry.
Her: *shocked impression*
i think she just doesnt wanna kiss me on the lips because she has a spot near her lips, and it makes her feel awkward. (i think, not sure. dont really care)
im not dying or anything. just taking things as it goes. dont really care. i could lose this chick, and it wont change a thing.
Sunday 16 November 2008
November 15, 2008
The day Started off fine. i was heading to Ray's house. practice the Dance routine then go to the party. Simple.
practiced from 11-2 pm, then decorated and whatnot from 2-6 pm. our 'entrance' was a bit lame, there werent a lot of people, so it wasnt exactly a good entrance!
by the time the clock hit Half 8- there were about 20 people there now.
Loads of friends and such started arriving. did the Dance routine @10.. K-closed Shirley.
then quickjly got intterrupted by people going "Ooohhhh" (childish sort of thing)
i isolated her after the party, and kissed her again.i made sure i was in control this time. lasted for about 10 secs? then i withdrew cause im alpha like that.
i had a massive DhV sign on my forehead that night. there's too many things to say really. but i had an amazing time. Shitloads of presents too. =]
Video (Snippet of the routine)
practiced from 11-2 pm, then decorated and whatnot from 2-6 pm. our 'entrance' was a bit lame, there werent a lot of people, so it wasnt exactly a good entrance!
by the time the clock hit Half 8- there were about 20 people there now.
Loads of friends and such started arriving. did the Dance routine @10.. K-closed Shirley.
then quickjly got intterrupted by people going "Ooohhhh" (childish sort of thing)
i isolated her after the party, and kissed her again.i made sure i was in control this time. lasted for about 10 secs? then i withdrew cause im alpha like that.
i had a massive DhV sign on my forehead that night. there's too many things to say really. but i had an amazing time. Shitloads of presents too. =]
Video (Snippet of the routine)
November 12, 2008
had a bad day overall. the chick i was meant to sarge, i froze up on her. Because i was stuffing my face when she walked past. and she looked like she was in a hurry.
Later on i did an approach too. got amog'ed a bit, but handled that pretty well. the Amog was one of my close friends, and after that i got busted on the things i said, e.g. powerpuff bomb, asking her name, being playful, pushing/pulling etc.
Not really pleased.
Later on i did an approach too. got amog'ed a bit, but handled that pretty well. the Amog was one of my close friends, and after that i got busted on the things i said, e.g. powerpuff bomb, asking her name, being playful, pushing/pulling etc.
Not really pleased.
November 12 2008
Interacted a lot. nothing new. magic career is looking better than ever.
I realised earlier, that my recent degradation (if that's even a word) in terms of gaming has affected me severely. ive been talking to Planck when i realised something.
Ive achieved a lot of things, and im currently achieving a SHITLOT MORE. maybe the reason why AA fucks me up the ass is that because i dont want to ruin that 'streak' that i have built up on?
Ive got a job now, Uni stuff nearly sorted, Turning 18 soon, social life is good.
everything's all set. maybe i just dont want to risk failure again. =]
I talked to wispy too.
i asked him if it was normal for me to not want a girlfriend. he said yes. i elaborated and said that if i got one, it'd prolly be for social proof. he said something like weve all got different targets or something, idk. it was through chat.
Me wanting a girlfriend= neediness. cause i know deepdown if i get a girl right now i'll just get bored and ditch her. im not attracted enough. currently there's a couple of girls that want to bounce on my dick, but i dont really see them as attractive.
maybe its my own screening process?
Good ol' wispy.
I realised earlier, that my recent degradation (if that's even a word) in terms of gaming has affected me severely. ive been talking to Planck when i realised something.
Ive achieved a lot of things, and im currently achieving a SHITLOT MORE. maybe the reason why AA fucks me up the ass is that because i dont want to ruin that 'streak' that i have built up on?
Ive got a job now, Uni stuff nearly sorted, Turning 18 soon, social life is good.
everything's all set. maybe i just dont want to risk failure again. =]
I talked to wispy too.
i asked him if it was normal for me to not want a girlfriend. he said yes. i elaborated and said that if i got one, it'd prolly be for social proof. he said something like weve all got different targets or something, idk. it was through chat.
Me wanting a girlfriend= neediness. cause i know deepdown if i get a girl right now i'll just get bored and ditch her. im not attracted enough. currently there's a couple of girls that want to bounce on my dick, but i dont really see them as attractive.
maybe its my own screening process?
Good ol' wispy.
November 10, 2008
Saw rebekka today. actually i was walking down the corridor and she was 10 steps ahead of me. the corridor was isolated, she turned round to see me and my mate talking, so she stopped her best friend (who's like attached to her hips) to say hi.
She said Hi, i just nodded to acknowledge her existance. i gave her bestfriend a hug and a kiss on the cheek though. cause the best friend is cool, and she deserves it.
Minimal contact with ToI, dont really give a shit.
on a more Darker side of things, i had Major AA today. as Planck said, i did make an excuse.
"Who sarges at 9 am?"
No one does, but that doesnt mean i shouldnt. i'll make an approach. i promise.
She said Hi, i just nodded to acknowledge her existance. i gave her bestfriend a hug and a kiss on the cheek though. cause the best friend is cool, and she deserves it.
Minimal contact with ToI, dont really give a shit.
on a more Darker side of things, i had Major AA today. as Planck said, i did make an excuse.
"Who sarges at 9 am?"
No one does, but that doesnt mean i shouldnt. i'll make an approach. i promise.
November 07 2008
Dont really know how to approach this chick. saw her today early in the morning, sat down with them, relaxed a bit. then i transferred seats so im sitting beside her. Her friend went
"oooh, are you gonna make a move on her now Sin?"
and i said: "nah, Not really my type." (blatant lie. >_>)
More fluff here and there, and they had to go, i told em i had to go too so i ejected and transfered myself to my friends.
Still dont know what to do considering i still planned to go cinemas with her tomorrow. havent heard from her, nor do i wanna mention it unless she does. i thought Alpha males took lead?
She dumped her boyfriend last night btw. and ive been talking to her best friend, she's quite Flirty with me, which i think is cool. but i doubt i'll bang her, specially with that psycho AFC boyfriend of hers. She said that Bekka told her i was trying to kiss her at the party- her best mate's reaction was enthusiastic. i asked how bekka's reaction was, and she said she didnt know.
I reckon that's bullshit. obviously she knows. Bekka apparantly plays hard to get.
im just gonna put her in the friends zone unless she makes an effort to talk.
thoughts?
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"oooh, are you gonna make a move on her now Sin?"
and i said: "nah, Not really my type." (blatant lie. >_>)
More fluff here and there, and they had to go, i told em i had to go too so i ejected and transfered myself to my friends.
Still dont know what to do considering i still planned to go cinemas with her tomorrow. havent heard from her, nor do i wanna mention it unless she does. i thought Alpha males took lead?
She dumped her boyfriend last night btw. and ive been talking to her best friend, she's quite Flirty with me, which i think is cool. but i doubt i'll bang her, specially with that psycho AFC boyfriend of hers. She said that Bekka told her i was trying to kiss her at the party- her best mate's reaction was enthusiastic. i asked how bekka's reaction was, and she said she didnt know.
I reckon that's bullshit. obviously she knows. Bekka apparantly plays hard to get.
im just gonna put her in the friends zone unless she makes an effort to talk.
thoughts?
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Nov.06 2008
Im Tired. Mentally and physically. i'll go to Town today just to chillout with friends. Still dissapointed. and i think i need to relax now anyways.
Feedback appreciated.
Feedback appreciated.
Remember remember, the Fifth of november.
The Night i actually struggled, Dissapointment, Blood sweat and tears. (not literally)
ToI's for the night: 3
The day started off Fine. i was wearing a black turtle neck Jacket, jeans and my Red Headphones (peacock? or just style?) Things were okay. same old same old. Magic-wise i'd say my career is looking better and better. (even though i dont plan to be a magician) Lots of performances.
anyways onto sarging:
I started performing for this group with one of my targets in it: Georgina is Lovely, she's an HB 7 with a nice body (not tight, baby fat around the right areas) i wont really go into details about the whole conversation, but there was a time when she pulled the puppy eyes on me and i told her that i'd have to rape her if she does it again.
She did it again, so i offered my hand and said "For fucks sake.. women these days. such a hassle" and dragged her to a nearest corner, pushed her againts the wall and kissed her neck. This happened again later, and i repeated the same process.
On the third repetition i said to her: If you do that, i'll kiss you. She did puppy eyes again and i leant in for a kiss. She backed away. Maybe it was because her friends were close with her boyfriend, ive no idea.
anyways, i saw Bekka afterwards, i handed out her invite to my party. (which politely says: To Bekka, sexy little gay Chavette.) she started moaning about it in a playful way. we was sort of sharing a seat cause there were bags placed on the seat- and i wanted as much kino as possible. this is already starting to look dodgy. im not really getting IoI's. She thinks im just this Fun person- nothing sexual. i was gonna change that tonight at the party.
Remember remember, the fifth of november. She'll be remembering that godforsakened day. she'll either make the biggest mistake of her life or open doors to a whole new world.
Freshers party:
The night started good. i jumped the queue to put my cloak in with my friend kasey and her girlfriend (HB 7 not my type tho) there were a few girls behind me, but they didnt attract me at all. there was this girl that was asking the girls behind me if she could just give em the money to put her cloak in- i just politely told her to "jump in." and then i screamed out "Secuuriitty!!! Queue jumper!!!" and we all had a nice laugh.
I started to get in the dance floor. i saw Nok- a Thailander Hottie. She's about HB 8. we started dancing- Grinding. for ages. i transferred myself to her lesser hot friend (but really funny) Lorna, which is an HB 6. more grinding and whatnot. i kept thinking that i'll find rebekka later, and execute BBX's move..
What is BBX's move Sin?
Earlier on i was asking about how i can manage to Kiss this Rebekka girl (solid HB 10) its not the case that im scared to make a move- its just that i can never get her isolated and her full interest on me.
BBX suggested to just go for it the first time i see her.
I danced more for a bit, then i eventually stumbled onto her. she was with her whole group of friends. one of which was complaining why she didnt get invited to my party. i took bekka's hand and tried to drag her away from her best friends in a dancing fashion- no budge, she ejected after 3 seconds.
I ejected, i said i gotta go get a drink, got a kiss on the cheek from her and ejected.
I sat down on my own- thinking how fucking hard this will be. ive no idea why i cant isolate her on her own- its not usually that hard. but what the fuck is wrong?
Screw her. i'll deal with her later.
I saw nok again, danced with her a bit, things were reallllly getting steamy, people were looking at us cause we were getting so sexual. i dont really wanna close this chick- i think she has a boyfriend, and im trying to get out of the homewrecker status. Plus, she's not really my type. the boyfriend did come- AFC, but he's one of those guys i see in college that are good to talk to. so i'd be really guilty if i made her woman cheat on him. i ejected afterwards.
Where's Georgina? there she is. Wearing a bright pink tutu under tights and a T-shirt. Kinky. Her Friend Caroline was wearing the same thing, though she's a much thinner, much lesser outgoing person than Georgina. (i'd say she's about the same level of HB as her, but caroline doesnt talk much)
I figured it'd be good to start off from where i left with her this morning. started dancing,g rinding obviously. its quite uncomfortable, seeing that she's taller than me as she's wearing high heels. its bullshit. this is one of the times where i actually hate being a short ass. but hey what the hell can i do? i cant exactly control this factor in my life. caroline kept feeling awkward, this is where i needed a fucking wingman. she kept dragging georgina away. and she doesnt seem like she wants to cheat on her boyfriend too. (ive barely spoken to her boyfriend, but i'd gladly tap georgina.)
My friend found me- Lauri. she's one of my pivots. started dancing for a bit and she proposed a competition to see how many girls i could kiss. and how many guys she could kiss in this night alone. i accepted. we danced again. after 10 mins, HB 7 Amy came up to me and said some jibberish about kissing, and she leant in for a kiss. it was just a peck. HB 8 kelly came up to me and said the same jibberish, and leant in for a kiss. another peck.
wtf? she told us afterwards that they're aving a kissing compeition. (just like me and lauri, but the difference is they're both girls)
i wouldnt count that as a K-close. no i prolly wouldnt day-game them.t hey aint LTR material. they aint slutty too. they're just not my type.
anywho, i found bekka again, and i decided i'd dance with her best friend instead of her. after 10 mins she said "Sinful, DANCE OFF!!!" and i looked over and people started clearing the dance floor. i quickly entered and Nathan (one of my mates) was busting out his moves. he ended and offered the floor to anyone- i started Gliding towards the center and Pop-locked, and i moonwalked out. the crowd went mental. this was to "Yeah" by usher. thank fuck i knew the song, otherwise i wouldve looked like an idiot. There's my massive DhV for the night.
i exited, and Amy said i was fucking amazing, yadda yadda. bekka said the same thing, i tried to isolate bekka again. Fail.
Fastforward onto later, me, georgina and caroline were sitting down on some seats overlooking the dance floor. she was tired, caroline was either bored or tired. she said "Im going onto the other room" (Which is the indie part of the club) and i said "Okay, im going to get a drink, catch ya later."
and leant in for a kiss as i ejected. She quickly gave me a peck on the lips.
that's 3. now. 3 pecks on the lips. my game is either falling down or im getting lazy.
I started moshing too. if you dont know the term, look it up. its good fun. Got elbowed in the head a couple of times, but there was a point in time where i was the only person moshing and no one else dared to enter, as if im the king of the circle. that lasted for like 20 seconds.
after a few more minutes, Found amy again: i started grinding with amy- even though she's taller than me by like a head's length. i looked over my back, and there was this guy about to rip my head off.
whoa, back the fuck off: i forgot Amy had a boyfriend, and she's in here. major AFC behaviour exhibited. i told amy im gonna get killed, so stay away from me, she said relax, cause he's been dancing with other girls too. the boyfriend kept giving me an impression that he's gonna kick my ass.
towards the end of the party (cause it ends at half 12) my favorite song came on- Closer by Neyo. i found amy again, and i found bekka too. im putting everything now: so i took her hand, spun her around and started grinding on her, she cant really grind, the hell's wrong with her? i was grinding in front of her best friend, so she wouldnt eject, but she went to her other friend after. leaving me with amy. we danced for a bit, and bekka came back. she told amy something, and amy told me she had to go. i said "cool" and kissed her in the cheek.
i asked bekka if she was going too- she said yeah, " so she moved closer for a hug, but i stood still, as the hug was over, i took my hand and sort of grabbed her chin lightly, directing her mouth to mine. she backed off the last second, so i got the edge of her lips instead. She said something afterwards, i couldnt hear- music was too loud.
Overall, it was a horrible experience failing three times. Three times? where's the third one? i originally intended to K-close my other friend's best friend. but she was too Attitude-ey. and i cant be bothered to properly game her. specially with the banging bass and loud music.
note that the interactions above werent the only ones i encountered, i was dancing with a few others too. (grindin of course) and a few of my friends. they were just irrelevant to my PU journal.
i'd rate this night a 5/10.
Sin's not a happy bunny.
ToI's for the night: 3
The day started off Fine. i was wearing a black turtle neck Jacket, jeans and my Red Headphones (peacock? or just style?) Things were okay. same old same old. Magic-wise i'd say my career is looking better and better. (even though i dont plan to be a magician) Lots of performances.
anyways onto sarging:
I started performing for this group with one of my targets in it: Georgina is Lovely, she's an HB 7 with a nice body (not tight, baby fat around the right areas) i wont really go into details about the whole conversation, but there was a time when she pulled the puppy eyes on me and i told her that i'd have to rape her if she does it again.
She did it again, so i offered my hand and said "For fucks sake.. women these days. such a hassle" and dragged her to a nearest corner, pushed her againts the wall and kissed her neck. This happened again later, and i repeated the same process.
On the third repetition i said to her: If you do that, i'll kiss you. She did puppy eyes again and i leant in for a kiss. She backed away. Maybe it was because her friends were close with her boyfriend, ive no idea.
anyways, i saw Bekka afterwards, i handed out her invite to my party. (which politely says: To Bekka, sexy little gay Chavette.) she started moaning about it in a playful way. we was sort of sharing a seat cause there were bags placed on the seat- and i wanted as much kino as possible. this is already starting to look dodgy. im not really getting IoI's. She thinks im just this Fun person- nothing sexual. i was gonna change that tonight at the party.
Remember remember, the fifth of november. She'll be remembering that godforsakened day. she'll either make the biggest mistake of her life or open doors to a whole new world.
Freshers party:
The night started good. i jumped the queue to put my cloak in with my friend kasey and her girlfriend (HB 7 not my type tho) there were a few girls behind me, but they didnt attract me at all. there was this girl that was asking the girls behind me if she could just give em the money to put her cloak in- i just politely told her to "jump in." and then i screamed out "Secuuriitty!!! Queue jumper!!!" and we all had a nice laugh.
I started to get in the dance floor. i saw Nok- a Thailander Hottie. She's about HB 8. we started dancing- Grinding. for ages. i transferred myself to her lesser hot friend (but really funny) Lorna, which is an HB 6. more grinding and whatnot. i kept thinking that i'll find rebekka later, and execute BBX's move..
What is BBX's move Sin?
Earlier on i was asking about how i can manage to Kiss this Rebekka girl (solid HB 10) its not the case that im scared to make a move- its just that i can never get her isolated and her full interest on me.
BBX suggested to just go for it the first time i see her.
I danced more for a bit, then i eventually stumbled onto her. she was with her whole group of friends. one of which was complaining why she didnt get invited to my party. i took bekka's hand and tried to drag her away from her best friends in a dancing fashion- no budge, she ejected after 3 seconds.
I ejected, i said i gotta go get a drink, got a kiss on the cheek from her and ejected.
I sat down on my own- thinking how fucking hard this will be. ive no idea why i cant isolate her on her own- its not usually that hard. but what the fuck is wrong?
Screw her. i'll deal with her later.
I saw nok again, danced with her a bit, things were reallllly getting steamy, people were looking at us cause we were getting so sexual. i dont really wanna close this chick- i think she has a boyfriend, and im trying to get out of the homewrecker status. Plus, she's not really my type. the boyfriend did come- AFC, but he's one of those guys i see in college that are good to talk to. so i'd be really guilty if i made her woman cheat on him. i ejected afterwards.
Where's Georgina? there she is. Wearing a bright pink tutu under tights and a T-shirt. Kinky. Her Friend Caroline was wearing the same thing, though she's a much thinner, much lesser outgoing person than Georgina. (i'd say she's about the same level of HB as her, but caroline doesnt talk much)
I figured it'd be good to start off from where i left with her this morning. started dancing,g rinding obviously. its quite uncomfortable, seeing that she's taller than me as she's wearing high heels. its bullshit. this is one of the times where i actually hate being a short ass. but hey what the hell can i do? i cant exactly control this factor in my life. caroline kept feeling awkward, this is where i needed a fucking wingman. she kept dragging georgina away. and she doesnt seem like she wants to cheat on her boyfriend too. (ive barely spoken to her boyfriend, but i'd gladly tap georgina.)
My friend found me- Lauri. she's one of my pivots. started dancing for a bit and she proposed a competition to see how many girls i could kiss. and how many guys she could kiss in this night alone. i accepted. we danced again. after 10 mins, HB 7 Amy came up to me and said some jibberish about kissing, and she leant in for a kiss. it was just a peck. HB 8 kelly came up to me and said the same jibberish, and leant in for a kiss. another peck.
wtf? she told us afterwards that they're aving a kissing compeition. (just like me and lauri, but the difference is they're both girls)
i wouldnt count that as a K-close. no i prolly wouldnt day-game them.t hey aint LTR material. they aint slutty too. they're just not my type.
anywho, i found bekka again, and i decided i'd dance with her best friend instead of her. after 10 mins she said "Sinful, DANCE OFF!!!" and i looked over and people started clearing the dance floor. i quickly entered and Nathan (one of my mates) was busting out his moves. he ended and offered the floor to anyone- i started Gliding towards the center and Pop-locked, and i moonwalked out. the crowd went mental. this was to "Yeah" by usher. thank fuck i knew the song, otherwise i wouldve looked like an idiot. There's my massive DhV for the night.
i exited, and Amy said i was fucking amazing, yadda yadda. bekka said the same thing, i tried to isolate bekka again. Fail.
Fastforward onto later, me, georgina and caroline were sitting down on some seats overlooking the dance floor. she was tired, caroline was either bored or tired. she said "Im going onto the other room" (Which is the indie part of the club) and i said "Okay, im going to get a drink, catch ya later."
and leant in for a kiss as i ejected. She quickly gave me a peck on the lips.
that's 3. now. 3 pecks on the lips. my game is either falling down or im getting lazy.
I started moshing too. if you dont know the term, look it up. its good fun. Got elbowed in the head a couple of times, but there was a point in time where i was the only person moshing and no one else dared to enter, as if im the king of the circle. that lasted for like 20 seconds.
after a few more minutes, Found amy again: i started grinding with amy- even though she's taller than me by like a head's length. i looked over my back, and there was this guy about to rip my head off.
whoa, back the fuck off: i forgot Amy had a boyfriend, and she's in here. major AFC behaviour exhibited. i told amy im gonna get killed, so stay away from me, she said relax, cause he's been dancing with other girls too. the boyfriend kept giving me an impression that he's gonna kick my ass.
towards the end of the party (cause it ends at half 12) my favorite song came on- Closer by Neyo. i found amy again, and i found bekka too. im putting everything now: so i took her hand, spun her around and started grinding on her, she cant really grind, the hell's wrong with her? i was grinding in front of her best friend, so she wouldnt eject, but she went to her other friend after. leaving me with amy. we danced for a bit, and bekka came back. she told amy something, and amy told me she had to go. i said "cool" and kissed her in the cheek.
i asked bekka if she was going too- she said yeah, " so she moved closer for a hug, but i stood still, as the hug was over, i took my hand and sort of grabbed her chin lightly, directing her mouth to mine. she backed off the last second, so i got the edge of her lips instead. She said something afterwards, i couldnt hear- music was too loud.
Overall, it was a horrible experience failing three times. Three times? where's the third one? i originally intended to K-close my other friend's best friend. but she was too Attitude-ey. and i cant be bothered to properly game her. specially with the banging bass and loud music.
note that the interactions above werent the only ones i encountered, i was dancing with a few others too. (grindin of course) and a few of my friends. they were just irrelevant to my PU journal.
i'd rate this night a 5/10.
Sin's not a happy bunny.
November 04, 2008
There were frankly too many opened sets today, so i cant go into detail onto each one.
There's this girl in this supermarket that helps out with the self-service tills. ive been Semi-gaming her everytime i go to that supermarket (which is nearly every week)
i managed to get her myspace today, she's 19. she's LTR material.
Nice. =]
Saw bekka today too- well i think it was her. i didnt say hi or anything, walked past her in town- (it was a day off college) i looked through her and kept talking to my friend. im awaiting a text from her complaining why i didnt say hi- its bound to happen. a gut feeling.
on a sidenote tomorrow is gonna be 'freshers party' (one MAhoooosive college party) anbd im planning to K-close at least 2 ToI's. =] will post a FR of course!
-Sinful
There's this girl in this supermarket that helps out with the self-service tills. ive been Semi-gaming her everytime i go to that supermarket (which is nearly every week)
i managed to get her myspace today, she's 19. she's LTR material.
Nice. =]
Saw bekka today too- well i think it was her. i didnt say hi or anything, walked past her in town- (it was a day off college) i looked through her and kept talking to my friend. im awaiting a text from her complaining why i didnt say hi- its bound to happen. a gut feeling.
on a sidenote tomorrow is gonna be 'freshers party' (one MAhoooosive college party) anbd im planning to K-close at least 2 ToI's. =] will post a FR of course!
-Sinful
November 03 2008
I decided today was Chav day. I went to college in a light blue tracksuit. if you dont know what a 'chav' is, kindly google it. Its a stereotype in the UK. much like the white people trying to act 'gangsta'. (no racism intended)
anyways, got opened a lot. got a lot of stares and a lot of laughs. Seriously this is hillarious i felt confident even though i looked like a right twat. LOL. apparantly i looked cute as well. haha!
anyways, if you didnt read the conversation with bekka, kindly download and read this now:
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZHJ3U4CX
That's a conversation i had a few days from today. i saw her at the corridor but we both hand lessons. we just said hi and i just briefly explained why im wearing the tracksuit. nothing funny.
i saw her again later on when we were going home. she was on the phone, i walked up to her (as she was walking forward) and took her arm in mine (so she's sort of clinging to me) she was talking to someone, asking where she is. we stopped after 10 seconds (cause we found the girl she was looking for)
this is what went on:
Me: Sooo. you still taken?
Her: yeahh.... (in a boring monotonous tone)
Me: ahh, that's a shame, that's a shame! Anyways, as i was saying, i wanna go to the cinemas tomorrow- watching Eagle Eye, but seeing that you're taken, mmm dont think that's a good idea!
Her: mmm, ive never heard of it!
Me: its got that guy out of transformers, its gonna be wicked!
Her: Oh... (sad face) is it action?
Me: yeah it is, why? dont you like that transformers dude?
Her: oh i dont like action films..
Me: Shit, did you expect me to watch some chick flick or something?
Her: haha, no... (i start to walk away whilst still looking at her as she gets dragged in the opposite direction by her friend)
Me: im going now, see ya later.
Her: *struggles to get outta her friends' grasp*
(Hugs here+Cheek-to-cheek kiss)
Me: what in the fuck was that? a granny kiss? do it properly woman!
Her: (kissess me on the cheek)
Me: Laters!
i was wondering, if i should still ask her to come tomorrow for the film?
anyways, got opened a lot. got a lot of stares and a lot of laughs. Seriously this is hillarious i felt confident even though i looked like a right twat. LOL. apparantly i looked cute as well. haha!
anyways, if you didnt read the conversation with bekka, kindly download and read this now:
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZHJ3U4CX
That's a conversation i had a few days from today. i saw her at the corridor but we both hand lessons. we just said hi and i just briefly explained why im wearing the tracksuit. nothing funny.
i saw her again later on when we were going home. she was on the phone, i walked up to her (as she was walking forward) and took her arm in mine (so she's sort of clinging to me) she was talking to someone, asking where she is. we stopped after 10 seconds (cause we found the girl she was looking for)
this is what went on:
Me: Sooo. you still taken?
Her: yeahh.... (in a boring monotonous tone)
Me: ahh, that's a shame, that's a shame! Anyways, as i was saying, i wanna go to the cinemas tomorrow- watching Eagle Eye, but seeing that you're taken, mmm dont think that's a good idea!
Her: mmm, ive never heard of it!
Me: its got that guy out of transformers, its gonna be wicked!
Her: Oh... (sad face) is it action?
Me: yeah it is, why? dont you like that transformers dude?
Her: oh i dont like action films..
Me: Shit, did you expect me to watch some chick flick or something?
Her: haha, no... (i start to walk away whilst still looking at her as she gets dragged in the opposite direction by her friend)
Me: im going now, see ya later.
Her: *struggles to get outta her friends' grasp*
(Hugs here+Cheek-to-cheek kiss)
Me: what in the fuck was that? a granny kiss? do it properly woman!
Her: (kissess me on the cheek)
Me: Laters!
i was wondering, if i should still ask her to come tomorrow for the film?
halloween- what a fucking Long night.
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October 30, 2008
Bekka said hi today on msn. i was quite shocked, so i decided to full on game her.
i think you can tell a few little bits of previous events just by reading the conversation.. i dont think its that long, and i dont think it drags on either. note of the time intervals as well (i think its there//
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZHJ3U4CX
please read it. i actually want feedback this time around, thank youu!
i think you can tell a few little bits of previous events just by reading the conversation.. i dont think its that long, and i dont think it drags on either. note of the time intervals as well (i think its there//
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZHJ3U4CX
please read it. i actually want feedback this time around, thank youu!
30th October
Yesterday was Thorpe Park. i had 3 pivots on me. Actually, 4. roaming around i wanted to sarge someone, but i felt there's no point seeing as im never gonna meet them again, and wouldhave rather spent the time with my friends.
lots of sets were opened, though no escalation. i opened sets while we were queuing. 2 hour wait for a ride isnt funny. i HAD to game.
anywho- yeah cheers biz. i still have a lot to learn though. =]
lots of sets were opened, though no escalation. i opened sets while we were queuing. 2 hour wait for a ride isnt funny. i HAD to game.
anywho- yeah cheers biz. i still have a lot to learn though. =]
LONDON TOWN - 28th October 2008
LONDON TOWNNNNN
Today im spending the day with sarah, she's a good friend. i wouldnt tap her, but i'd get with her though. she is GF material, though i really dont see us 2 getting together.
anyways, we went to an open day in Brunel university, quite cool. lots of kino between us. She kept saying how mean i am. and annoying.
and everytime she told me one of those, i told her:
"Jeez woman, you should really stop saying that. i know i am already, its like going up to a black person and saying "You're black.." repeatedly. "
Things got a bit steamy on the way home- i'd opt for a kiss, but i really dont know if i should or not. its more of a Mind vs Dick going on. (my mind won in the end)
i shouldnt really sacrifice a REALLY good friend just for a kiss or a lay. Good friends are hard to find.
Today im spending the day with sarah, she's a good friend. i wouldnt tap her, but i'd get with her though. she is GF material, though i really dont see us 2 getting together.
anyways, we went to an open day in Brunel university, quite cool. lots of kino between us. She kept saying how mean i am. and annoying.
and everytime she told me one of those, i told her:
"Jeez woman, you should really stop saying that. i know i am already, its like going up to a black person and saying "You're black.." repeatedly. "
Things got a bit steamy on the way home- i'd opt for a kiss, but i really dont know if i should or not. its more of a Mind vs Dick going on. (my mind won in the end)
i shouldnt really sacrifice a REALLY good friend just for a kiss or a lay. Good friends are hard to find.
Saturday 25 October 2008
Oct 25 2008
October 25, 2008
Field report:
it was a cold day. but the sun was out. typical english weather. me, my friend mayowa and my female friend ellaina was just walking, when i noticed a 2 set behind me chatting happily.
i looked back to see if they're HB's... well. HB 7's. aint bad. need a warmup set.
looked back again, they were still walking behind us. i opened with "Wait- you're not stalking me are you?" we didnt stop, we just casually walked. the bastards replied violently. OMG who do you think you are, yadda yadda whatnot.
waste of time. No need to over react. i said it in a joking fashion, therefore you should reply in a joking manner. if you ask my personal opinion, these girls are probably trying to out-do eachother. by shooting me down, and degrading me more, they're upping their value to one another.
Yawn. Go get a new face from Asda. (Costco?) you need one.
anyways, we left ellaina afterwards, cause today is emant to be 'cherpsin' day (sarging day) just like messing around and catching up and whatnot. nothing serious.
i had full eye contact with these two girls today, Both HB 7. didnt open. they waved, i waved. i dont know their names, ive never seen them before in my life.
who cares, i couldnt be bothered at the time anyways. my friend said what am i thinking for not approaching, i said to him that i'll approach them if we cross paths again... i got reminded of the time when i had full eye contact with two HB 8's, we followed them into the store, looked around for a bit then headed out, and as we walked past the escalators, the HB's were going downstairs laughing.
they either did it on purpose or accidentally, either way i ddnt get the number.
anyways we was walking through Primark.. (GAP?) and i spotted this HB 8 standing on her own, she worked there and was folding t-shirts. Approach anxiety struck me. Shit. i was fumbling in my head for an opener. fuck it. while my friend was talking about something, im trying to dig up the perfect opener, quick before AA completely fucks me over.
i walked past her.
FUCK it. no approach. i told my friend once we exited the store about her, he said "You either approach or you dont, simple."
i walked back in, and approached her. she's entertaining customers. and i was inches away. aaaaaaah
i circled around her, and her colleague seemed to realised that im onto her.
AA is really driving me crazy now. and i walked back out. i got my phone out and my friend walked out, his head shaking in dissapointment.
"You either do it or you dont."
Fuck this. went back in and opened with the AFC:
"Hi, what's your name?"
HB: Josie.
"That's cool. *hi 5's* how's work today? " *the fuck am i thinking?*
HB: "Its cool i guess"
"yeah this looks reaaallly fun.... How old are you?"
HB: "16."
"ooh ahh, what school did you go to?"
HB: "Mayflower. - How old are you?"
"17. Turning 18"
HB: "Really?"
"Yeah, i look about 12 though, its wicked, i get child tickets."
Hb: my manager's looking at me..
"anyways, i dont really wanna hold you up or anything but have you got a phone?"
Hb: yeah
" *takes phone out* Wicked, so you're kinda cute- so its 079... (079 are the starting digits of most UK cellphone numbers) "
Hb: I dont know my number.
*Dissapointed look* You sure about that, or did you not want to give a stranger your number?
Hb: haha, no... i just dont know it on the top of my head!
"What about E-mail, you got that?"
HB: yeah but its really embarrassing!
"haha, that's cool, go on, SHoot!"
" 'Indahouse' with a 'D' yeah? wow, that's very... unique.. (laugh) "
Hb: yeah its quite old!
anyways, i gotta get back to my friend, see ya! come here and give me a hug.
Hb: no i cant, my manager's looking!
*goes and hugs her anyways, more like a half hug.*
Set 2:
Balloon girl standing in the middle of a mall. and she's tied to at least 50 odd balloons. i wanted to open her last week but i think i got lazy. Logistics didnt look great either, she was busy selling em.
"Hey, you look kinda bored, what's up?"
HB: Nothing much...
"yeah i was about to talk to you earlier but you seemed kinda busy, so is this your job then?"
Hb: Yep!
"That's cool. how much do you get an hour?"
Hb:"45 quid."
"Whoa, 45 quid for.. wait, that's for the whole day?
Hb:"yeah."
ah, that's allright then. anyways, gotta get back to my friend, but have you got a name?"
Hb:"megan."
"You got a phone?"
hb:"yep"
"Right, well this is my phone and what you do is..-
SINFULLL!!!! *looks up to the second floor*
i see my friend Rob from college, i aint gonna let him blow my set.
To rob: "What? hold up one sec.."
"here *passess phone* put your number in."
im quite pleased with my cold approaches. i rarely do cold approaches, and my success rate for em is probably 50/50. im more into networking or nightgame.
Just realised, i closed TWO hired guns.
=D
Field report:
it was a cold day. but the sun was out. typical english weather. me, my friend mayowa and my female friend ellaina was just walking, when i noticed a 2 set behind me chatting happily.
i looked back to see if they're HB's... well. HB 7's. aint bad. need a warmup set.
looked back again, they were still walking behind us. i opened with "Wait- you're not stalking me are you?" we didnt stop, we just casually walked. the bastards replied violently. OMG who do you think you are, yadda yadda whatnot.
waste of time. No need to over react. i said it in a joking fashion, therefore you should reply in a joking manner. if you ask my personal opinion, these girls are probably trying to out-do eachother. by shooting me down, and degrading me more, they're upping their value to one another.
Yawn. Go get a new face from Asda. (Costco?) you need one.
anyways, we left ellaina afterwards, cause today is emant to be 'cherpsin' day (sarging day) just like messing around and catching up and whatnot. nothing serious.
i had full eye contact with these two girls today, Both HB 7. didnt open. they waved, i waved. i dont know their names, ive never seen them before in my life.
who cares, i couldnt be bothered at the time anyways. my friend said what am i thinking for not approaching, i said to him that i'll approach them if we cross paths again... i got reminded of the time when i had full eye contact with two HB 8's, we followed them into the store, looked around for a bit then headed out, and as we walked past the escalators, the HB's were going downstairs laughing.
they either did it on purpose or accidentally, either way i ddnt get the number.
anyways we was walking through Primark.. (GAP?) and i spotted this HB 8 standing on her own, she worked there and was folding t-shirts. Approach anxiety struck me. Shit. i was fumbling in my head for an opener. fuck it. while my friend was talking about something, im trying to dig up the perfect opener, quick before AA completely fucks me over.
i walked past her.
FUCK it. no approach. i told my friend once we exited the store about her, he said "You either approach or you dont, simple."
i walked back in, and approached her. she's entertaining customers. and i was inches away. aaaaaaah
i circled around her, and her colleague seemed to realised that im onto her.
AA is really driving me crazy now. and i walked back out. i got my phone out and my friend walked out, his head shaking in dissapointment.
"You either do it or you dont."
Fuck this. went back in and opened with the AFC:
"Hi, what's your name?"
HB: Josie.
"That's cool. *hi 5's* how's work today? " *the fuck am i thinking?*
HB: "Its cool i guess"
"yeah this looks reaaallly fun.... How old are you?"
HB: "16."
"ooh ahh, what school did you go to?"
HB: "Mayflower. - How old are you?"
"17. Turning 18"
HB: "Really?"
"Yeah, i look about 12 though, its wicked, i get child tickets."
Hb: my manager's looking at me..
"anyways, i dont really wanna hold you up or anything but have you got a phone?"
Hb: yeah
" *takes phone out* Wicked, so you're kinda cute- so its 079... (079 are the starting digits of most UK cellphone numbers) "
Hb: I dont know my number.
*Dissapointed look* You sure about that, or did you not want to give a stranger your number?
Hb: haha, no... i just dont know it on the top of my head!
"What about E-mail, you got that?"
HB: yeah but its really embarrassing!
"haha, that's cool, go on, SHoot!"
" 'Indahouse' with a 'D' yeah? wow, that's very... unique.. (laugh) "
Hb: yeah its quite old!
anyways, i gotta get back to my friend, see ya! come here and give me a hug.
Hb: no i cant, my manager's looking!
*goes and hugs her anyways, more like a half hug.*
Set 2:
Balloon girl standing in the middle of a mall. and she's tied to at least 50 odd balloons. i wanted to open her last week but i think i got lazy. Logistics didnt look great either, she was busy selling em.
"Hey, you look kinda bored, what's up?"
HB: Nothing much...
"yeah i was about to talk to you earlier but you seemed kinda busy, so is this your job then?"
Hb: Yep!
"That's cool. how much do you get an hour?"
Hb:"45 quid."
"Whoa, 45 quid for.. wait, that's for the whole day?
Hb:"yeah."
ah, that's allright then. anyways, gotta get back to my friend, but have you got a name?"
Hb:"megan."
"You got a phone?"
hb:"yep"
"Right, well this is my phone and what you do is..-
SINFULLL!!!! *looks up to the second floor*
i see my friend Rob from college, i aint gonna let him blow my set.
To rob: "What? hold up one sec.."
"here *passess phone* put your number in."
im quite pleased with my cold approaches. i rarely do cold approaches, and my success rate for em is probably 50/50. im more into networking or nightgame.
Just realised, i closed TWO hired guns.
=D
Rebekka
I felt Fly today. i put together an outfit, its basically a plain white long sleeved t-shirt over a Collared Pink Shirt (short sleeved)
Damn i looked sexy. haha! anyways, if you've been following my Journal, the night that i went to that party with Taylor+jamie and whatnot, i stumbled upon these two girls at the train, they got off at the station. and they didnt have tickets. at the time they asked me where the crossing was, cause they didnt have tickets and would just run off.
i told them the crossing is over there *points* and that they're naughty girls for not paying.
I told em to follow me, and i led the way towards the inspector dude. i showed my ticket promptly at his face, and told the two girls "Come on ladies..." (just to show that im with them)
i wasnt sure what i was thinking, but they said thanks and whatnot afterwards. they were going to a party, one of them was a definite HB 10. and the other HB 7.
anyways, im planning to Sarge the HB 10. i dont care about the outcome, i wanna fucking talk to this chick. ive had plenty of opportunities, but im not gonna see this chick for a week at least if i dont sarge her tomorrow.
its a good thing ive got a trial work experience for starbucks tomorrow, that means im gonna look Fly in a black shirt and whatnot. and i can DhV by mentioning that later on to her when i sarge.
Edit:
Today i saw rebekka, someone ive been passively gaming every now and then (she aint budging though)
i walked upto her, and since i do magic, some of her male friends wanted me to do a trick. (in an annoying manner obviously)
Experience has taught me to perform in my own conditions, so i politely said no and continued talking to her.
her friend was still annoying, and asked me to vanish a pen. i took it, and threw it away. Poof, vanished. his friend started calling me a dick. and i promptly ignored him and told Rebekka im going.
Screw Pick up. im not a performing monkey. Im a magician too- and even though it would DhV like fuck WOW-ing her friends, (which i ddnt want to anyways) my number 1 rule is to perform under my own terms. not my spectators.
Damn i looked sexy. haha! anyways, if you've been following my Journal, the night that i went to that party with Taylor+jamie and whatnot, i stumbled upon these two girls at the train, they got off at the station. and they didnt have tickets. at the time they asked me where the crossing was, cause they didnt have tickets and would just run off.
i told them the crossing is over there *points* and that they're naughty girls for not paying.
I told em to follow me, and i led the way towards the inspector dude. i showed my ticket promptly at his face, and told the two girls "Come on ladies..." (just to show that im with them)
i wasnt sure what i was thinking, but they said thanks and whatnot afterwards. they were going to a party, one of them was a definite HB 10. and the other HB 7.
anyways, im planning to Sarge the HB 10. i dont care about the outcome, i wanna fucking talk to this chick. ive had plenty of opportunities, but im not gonna see this chick for a week at least if i dont sarge her tomorrow.
its a good thing ive got a trial work experience for starbucks tomorrow, that means im gonna look Fly in a black shirt and whatnot. and i can DhV by mentioning that later on to her when i sarge.
Edit:
Today i saw rebekka, someone ive been passively gaming every now and then (she aint budging though)
i walked upto her, and since i do magic, some of her male friends wanted me to do a trick. (in an annoying manner obviously)
Experience has taught me to perform in my own conditions, so i politely said no and continued talking to her.
her friend was still annoying, and asked me to vanish a pen. i took it, and threw it away. Poof, vanished. his friend started calling me a dick. and i promptly ignored him and told Rebekka im going.
Screw Pick up. im not a performing monkey. Im a magician too- and even though it would DhV like fuck WOW-ing her friends, (which i ddnt want to anyways) my number 1 rule is to perform under my own terms. not my spectators.
'that chick'
Doing a lot of things atm. Coursework, Job hunting, Practicing magic, performing, Dancing, Learning how to break dance
and course, still actively looking for potential targets. The day was average. my Peacock for today was massive Red headphones *image below*
anyways, i keep seeing this girl with the exact same headphones- though a different colour. these headphones cost £30.00 which is not really affordable for headphones!
but anyways, i opened her wayyy back before- but i didnt quite make a good impression. i think i opened a 3 set, with her in it and i was doing Shotgun negs, and she reacted quite ehrm.. aggressively when i said to a girl "Do i know you from somewhere? " *Cause i actually thought i knew her from somewhere, anyways here's the convo.. Somewhere along this:
Her: "wow, is that your chat up line?"
me: "no, i actually thought i knew her. "
*looks at her up and down, + Disgusted look*
*walks away*
Her: "OMG DID YOU SEE HIS REACTION, BLA BLA BLA" (couldnt hear after this point)
anywho, i wanna game her. so im being very careful and such around her. she's ignoring me- cause ive been trying to get eye contact.
on the flip side of things, im actually the king of college. actually, id ont like being the king. more like the prince. i practically have "DhV" stamped on my forehead.
anyways, that's not why i wanted to post an entry here anyways. its because we were all standing at the bus stop, and i accidentally opened this chick by accident.
i was talking to my friends and i turned and sort of lightly stamped on the feet of one of the girls there, i looked up to see my friend's reaction. though it turns out that i stamped on this girl's feet that ive BARELY spoken words to before.
She replied with "ouuuuch" and i was kinda stuck midway between "oh sorry, wrong person " and "ahh, you'll live." i semi gamed her afterwards, no number close. ive known her for a year and barely spoken.
and course, still actively looking for potential targets. The day was average. my Peacock for today was massive Red headphones *image below*
anyways, i keep seeing this girl with the exact same headphones- though a different colour. these headphones cost £30.00 which is not really affordable for headphones!
but anyways, i opened her wayyy back before- but i didnt quite make a good impression. i think i opened a 3 set, with her in it and i was doing Shotgun negs, and she reacted quite ehrm.. aggressively when i said to a girl "Do i know you from somewhere? " *Cause i actually thought i knew her from somewhere, anyways here's the convo.. Somewhere along this:
Her: "wow, is that your chat up line?"
me: "no, i actually thought i knew her. "
*looks at her up and down, + Disgusted look*
*walks away*
Her: "OMG DID YOU SEE HIS REACTION, BLA BLA BLA" (couldnt hear after this point)
anywho, i wanna game her. so im being very careful and such around her. she's ignoring me- cause ive been trying to get eye contact.
on the flip side of things, im actually the king of college. actually, id ont like being the king. more like the prince. i practically have "DhV" stamped on my forehead.
anyways, that's not why i wanted to post an entry here anyways. its because we were all standing at the bus stop, and i accidentally opened this chick by accident.
i was talking to my friends and i turned and sort of lightly stamped on the feet of one of the girls there, i looked up to see my friend's reaction. though it turns out that i stamped on this girl's feet that ive BARELY spoken words to before.
She replied with "ouuuuch" and i was kinda stuck midway between "oh sorry, wrong person " and "ahh, you'll live." i semi gamed her afterwards, no number close. ive known her for a year and barely spoken.
October 20, 2008
I had an interview today for Starbucks, i think it went quite well. the manager liked me. but she said that when i came in to hand my CV, i was apparantly quite rude to the girl (When i was just gaming her, but she was an HB 7, and the game i was spitting was for HB 10 i think)
The manager asked me nicely to apologise (as to show maturity) which i would have anyways.
i want the job, but i dont want to work with people that i dont get along with. ther'es a time and place for gaming, and work isnt really that place for me i reckon.
i noticed what my sticking point now is-
my style is CnF, but i seem to not know the boundary between what's CnF and what's just cocky.
i need some insights on that.
sidenote, got the number of this girl i opened a week ago. had a nice chat with her =] -she hasnt texted yet tho!
Edit:
The sister problemo- from the second entry:
Word got out that i kissed jamie, and apparantly im playing both of them.
i want that Taylor Girl, but i dont wanna cause some traumatic shit. i'll just wait until Jamie gets bored of me (i'll stop replyiong to texts and whatnot) and full on game taylor.
Currently ignoring BOTH of them. i know it risks me losing my chances with taylor, but who the fuck cares? =D
I had an interview today for Starbucks, i think it went quite well. the manager liked me. but she said that when i came in to hand my CV, i was apparantly quite rude to the girl (When i was just gaming her, but she was an HB 7, and the game i was spitting was for HB 10 i think)
The manager asked me nicely to apologise (as to show maturity) which i would have anyways.
i want the job, but i dont want to work with people that i dont get along with. ther'es a time and place for gaming, and work isnt really that place for me i reckon.
i noticed what my sticking point now is-
my style is CnF, but i seem to not know the boundary between what's CnF and what's just cocky.
i need some insights on that.
sidenote, got the number of this girl i opened a week ago. had a nice chat with her =] -she hasnt texted yet tho!
Edit:
The sister problemo- from the second entry:
Word got out that i kissed jamie, and apparantly im playing both of them.
i want that Taylor Girl, but i dont wanna cause some traumatic shit. i'll just wait until Jamie gets bored of me (i'll stop replyiong to texts and whatnot) and full on game taylor.
Currently ignoring BOTH of them. i know it risks me losing my chances with taylor, but who the fuck cares? =D
Sunday 19 October 2008
October 18, 2008
I had a deep conversation with 8 today in the chatroom. i wasnt quite sure if i was enlightened in any way- but it didnt really sway my opinion on anything, nor did i learn anything new. overall he just asked questions, more or less trying to find my motivation factors for life.
The plan for today is to meet up with mayowa (wingmannnnn, wooh) and i havent seen him for ages.
after that, going straight to jennifer's party.
Yeah, two parties in a row.
so i got ready, got out and whatnot. and its all well and dandy. met up with mayowa, and met up with ellaina, which is one of my best friends. she's currently in a LDR-LTR (long distance relationship, long term) with someone and i wanted to meet him. he turned out to be allright. damn straight.
me and my friend just chatted a lot of shit. we didnt make any approaches, but we got a lot of eye contact. none of us were bothered that we didnt do approaches, but felt good cause we had eye contact. laziness is a key term here.
anyways, made my way to the party. got a taxi there.
i entered, and it was a bit dead. there were a lot of people sitting down. but the dance floor was open. its a house party, and the lights were on. what in the fuck? i made myway upstairs, dropped my bag and went outside.
This chick named Jamie-Leigh was there, she's been gaming me (literally) for ages now. in a third person perspective, she's the AFC that's trying to game me. i think that's quite complimentive.
They were the only potential targets there. a group of 5. Jamie, Jamie's sister, Taylor. and 3 other randomers.
the night was too eventful. i ended up doing magic for some of the people there and a bit for the girls (outside in the freezing cold)
taught Taylor how to moonwalk and glide. ended up slowdancing with her (jokingly, but i did want it to be a bit serious)
i then told taylor: "you know, if you were a bit shorter, you'd so be mine."
She mimed to be shorter than me, goddamnit why do i have to be so short?
about half an hour later, we were slow dancing on the road again, and i told her: If i was a bit taller, you'd so be mine. (see the difference? LOL)
i think it had quite an effect. not quite sure whether positive or negative.
See this is where logistics clearly fuck me over. Taylor is Prettier than Jamie, But Jamie likes me- and they're sisters. so i cant really game Taylor without jamie getting pissed off. (possibly creating some traumatic shit)
*sigh* anywho fast forward, some girl drama, etc etc. the girls noticed that i was trying to get on taylor, so i distanced myself a bit.
isolated jamie, we were in a room full of kiddies, and she was looking at a game, i took the game, put it down, told her she's black (Personal joke) and Kissed her for about 5 seconds, pulled away and told her she's black again.
there was nothing decent after that. Though the targets earlier said i was 'rude' to them, when in reality it was actually THEM that was rude to me, it was like some of them were on their periods or something. seriously, WOMEN!
oh and Jamie's allright. bit too young. im 17, she's 15. 2 year gap. i know it doesnt matter in the future, but im not really fond of younger girls nowadays. so yeah.
Taylor's 16 btw. (pic of her below)
Picture added.
anywho. ending it for now. im tired.
The plan for today is to meet up with mayowa (wingmannnnn, wooh) and i havent seen him for ages.
after that, going straight to jennifer's party.
Yeah, two parties in a row.
so i got ready, got out and whatnot. and its all well and dandy. met up with mayowa, and met up with ellaina, which is one of my best friends. she's currently in a LDR-LTR (long distance relationship, long term) with someone and i wanted to meet him. he turned out to be allright. damn straight.
me and my friend just chatted a lot of shit. we didnt make any approaches, but we got a lot of eye contact. none of us were bothered that we didnt do approaches, but felt good cause we had eye contact. laziness is a key term here.
anyways, made my way to the party. got a taxi there.
i entered, and it was a bit dead. there were a lot of people sitting down. but the dance floor was open. its a house party, and the lights were on. what in the fuck? i made myway upstairs, dropped my bag and went outside.
This chick named Jamie-Leigh was there, she's been gaming me (literally) for ages now. in a third person perspective, she's the AFC that's trying to game me. i think that's quite complimentive.
They were the only potential targets there. a group of 5. Jamie, Jamie's sister, Taylor. and 3 other randomers.
the night was too eventful. i ended up doing magic for some of the people there and a bit for the girls (outside in the freezing cold)
taught Taylor how to moonwalk and glide. ended up slowdancing with her (jokingly, but i did want it to be a bit serious)
i then told taylor: "you know, if you were a bit shorter, you'd so be mine."
She mimed to be shorter than me, goddamnit why do i have to be so short?
about half an hour later, we were slow dancing on the road again, and i told her: If i was a bit taller, you'd so be mine. (see the difference? LOL)
i think it had quite an effect. not quite sure whether positive or negative.
See this is where logistics clearly fuck me over. Taylor is Prettier than Jamie, But Jamie likes me- and they're sisters. so i cant really game Taylor without jamie getting pissed off. (possibly creating some traumatic shit)
*sigh* anywho fast forward, some girl drama, etc etc. the girls noticed that i was trying to get on taylor, so i distanced myself a bit.
isolated jamie, we were in a room full of kiddies, and she was looking at a game, i took the game, put it down, told her she's black (Personal joke) and Kissed her for about 5 seconds, pulled away and told her she's black again.
there was nothing decent after that. Though the targets earlier said i was 'rude' to them, when in reality it was actually THEM that was rude to me, it was like some of them were on their periods or something. seriously, WOMEN!
oh and Jamie's allright. bit too young. im 17, she's 15. 2 year gap. i know it doesnt matter in the future, but im not really fond of younger girls nowadays. so yeah.
Taylor's 16 btw. (pic of her below)
Picture added.
anywho. ending it for now. im tired.
October 17, 2008
Logistics is clearly not in my favor.
its 8 o clock. and im walking around costco's looking for a deck of cards with my auntie and grandma. not exactly alpha, but i need cards. Needs Vs wants. im clearly late. the party started at 7:30, and im already half an hour late. Fashionably late is a choice, but i doubt i'll be there soon.
i got ready and going by 8:30. Got a bit lost on the way, dad was drivin, and we didnt know the place.
Shirley rang me up- She's HB 10- but she lacks racks. Seriously. if flat chested had a clear definition, you'd have a picture of her. she asked what time im getting there.
ooh ahh, IoI. why did she want me there anyways? sounds like im gonna get some tonight. i told her i'll be there in a bit, but dont wait for me. She said she's going to the shops. i said "cool." and hung up.
Dad drove around a bit, and i rang shirley for directions. we drove past her and i told her to raise her hand. She did, so i got out of the car and met up with Shirley, and her friend Hannah. Hannah is about twice my size and she's 'Big boned'. She's lovely and that, but it will never work.
we stood in the shops for a bit. we were all underage- i AM barely, cause i turn 18 in a month. but anyways we stood there, and i asked why the hell were standing in the cold for when were meant to be partying? she said she's waiting for Mike, her ex, cause he's gonna buy us booze.
Bullshit. at this point my respect for this chick has started to run away. half an hour has passed. and apparantly mike's in a park somewhere near where we were. I didnt know where the party was, Hannah knew- but she couldnt leave shirley, and obviously shirley was too busy going 'gaga' over mike.
i decided it'd do me good to go with them anyways, its 9 pm, and im with two girls. ditching them would make me feel bad later on. we got to the park, and as luck would turn out, there were 2 girls there that i knew from college, cause i network a lot. one of the girls there was with her boyfriend (kissing and whatnot) and i basically just talked to jess, which is one of my good friends.
Okay, i know what you're thinking now. So many female interactions, but why am i not escalating?
Why would i? i prefer to socialise and have a good time, rather than have a mindset of "FUCK FUCK FUCK ANYTHING THAT MOVES". jess is simply a friend, a good one that is, and we had a nice long chat while hannah froze her ass off and shirley talking to mike. there were a couple of people there, but nothing fancy. i constantly asked hannah if she was okay. i had a coat on, and i kept offering it to her- even though it would barely fit her. (and im not even funny, she's about twice my size.)
anyways, we got going to the party, me and hannah. and shirley following with mike and his 'gangsta crew'. (even tho mike's not invited) me and hannah both need a piss, and we talked for a bit. just fluff. nothing serious. anyways as i got there, the atmosphere was FUN, but there werent a lot of people. most were old/family. i headed straight for the bar.
the celebrant's dad owns the bar, so we can get served even if we dont have ID. i chugged down some Vodka+redbull and settled myself on a table at the back.
i eyed up the whole room. there were no potential targets. seems unlikely but there really isnt a target for me. most of the guys there were the amog's that i face in college, and the few chicks present there were those ones that i had major AA with.
i sent my dad a text asking to be picked up. i figured that the party is dead. no targets, and the people there dont seem very social. i felt out of place.
becca was there, another good friend of mine. i talked to her for a bit, then danced for a bit. i walked outside, and shirley was there. i sat down and looked at her for a good 10 seconds.
She's gorgeous. but its amazing how my perception towards her has changed overnight. i am absoloutely completely disgusted of her because of tonight.
I talked to mike's "crew" about army stuff, they were quite allright. hey, im just being social.
my dad came, and i got in the car. The party wasnt as bad as i thought it be in the beginning, i shouldve stayed. then again i couldnt let my dad down too.
Had a decent time overall. i'd rate it a 6/10. =]
its 8 o clock. and im walking around costco's looking for a deck of cards with my auntie and grandma. not exactly alpha, but i need cards. Needs Vs wants. im clearly late. the party started at 7:30, and im already half an hour late. Fashionably late is a choice, but i doubt i'll be there soon.
i got ready and going by 8:30. Got a bit lost on the way, dad was drivin, and we didnt know the place.
Shirley rang me up- She's HB 10- but she lacks racks. Seriously. if flat chested had a clear definition, you'd have a picture of her. she asked what time im getting there.
ooh ahh, IoI. why did she want me there anyways? sounds like im gonna get some tonight. i told her i'll be there in a bit, but dont wait for me. She said she's going to the shops. i said "cool." and hung up.
Dad drove around a bit, and i rang shirley for directions. we drove past her and i told her to raise her hand. She did, so i got out of the car and met up with Shirley, and her friend Hannah. Hannah is about twice my size and she's 'Big boned'. She's lovely and that, but it will never work.
we stood in the shops for a bit. we were all underage- i AM barely, cause i turn 18 in a month. but anyways we stood there, and i asked why the hell were standing in the cold for when were meant to be partying? she said she's waiting for Mike, her ex, cause he's gonna buy us booze.
Bullshit. at this point my respect for this chick has started to run away. half an hour has passed. and apparantly mike's in a park somewhere near where we were. I didnt know where the party was, Hannah knew- but she couldnt leave shirley, and obviously shirley was too busy going 'gaga' over mike.
i decided it'd do me good to go with them anyways, its 9 pm, and im with two girls. ditching them would make me feel bad later on. we got to the park, and as luck would turn out, there were 2 girls there that i knew from college, cause i network a lot. one of the girls there was with her boyfriend (kissing and whatnot) and i basically just talked to jess, which is one of my good friends.
Okay, i know what you're thinking now. So many female interactions, but why am i not escalating?
Why would i? i prefer to socialise and have a good time, rather than have a mindset of "FUCK FUCK FUCK ANYTHING THAT MOVES". jess is simply a friend, a good one that is, and we had a nice long chat while hannah froze her ass off and shirley talking to mike. there were a couple of people there, but nothing fancy. i constantly asked hannah if she was okay. i had a coat on, and i kept offering it to her- even though it would barely fit her. (and im not even funny, she's about twice my size.)
anyways, we got going to the party, me and hannah. and shirley following with mike and his 'gangsta crew'. (even tho mike's not invited) me and hannah both need a piss, and we talked for a bit. just fluff. nothing serious. anyways as i got there, the atmosphere was FUN, but there werent a lot of people. most were old/family. i headed straight for the bar.
the celebrant's dad owns the bar, so we can get served even if we dont have ID. i chugged down some Vodka+redbull and settled myself on a table at the back.
i eyed up the whole room. there were no potential targets. seems unlikely but there really isnt a target for me. most of the guys there were the amog's that i face in college, and the few chicks present there were those ones that i had major AA with.
i sent my dad a text asking to be picked up. i figured that the party is dead. no targets, and the people there dont seem very social. i felt out of place.
becca was there, another good friend of mine. i talked to her for a bit, then danced for a bit. i walked outside, and shirley was there. i sat down and looked at her for a good 10 seconds.
She's gorgeous. but its amazing how my perception towards her has changed overnight. i am absoloutely completely disgusted of her because of tonight.
I talked to mike's "crew" about army stuff, they were quite allright. hey, im just being social.
my dad came, and i got in the car. The party wasnt as bad as i thought it be in the beginning, i shouldve stayed. then again i couldnt let my dad down too.
Had a decent time overall. i'd rate it a 6/10. =]
Sunday 12 October 2008
This is why i follow 8.
Community Conditioning,
Alignment of Individual Perception
First, I want to make clear something I've been noticing on different Community boards: nobody OWNS social dynamic theories. This shit is all part of Human Behavior. Everything is already out there, happening on it's own. The gurus that come up with new "techniques" or "mindsets" are really just guys that are putting labels on PsychoSocial Dynamic Systems that already exist, and reverse-analyzing them. Newton didn't INVENT Gravity, he DISCOVERED it. The science was ALWAYS there. The same holds true for attraction, and seduction. Every technique, trick, and mindset, is already out there, floating around, just waiting to be noticed.
I see guys on different boards nuthugging different Gurus because they have coined a flashy-named-mindset that seems to REALLY WORK. Guys think, "holy shit, man, this guy is a fucking GENIUS. His method creates RESULTS. He's is moving the GAME to WHOLE NEW LEVELS. He's completely REINVENTING the game of ATTRACTION!" I see this all the time, and it just cracks me up. Sometimes I'll pop onto threads like these and I can't help but laugh. I want to grab these guys by the shoulders, and shake them, and say "hey man, the truth is OUT THERE, for YOU to discover from PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. All these gurus are doing is just putting catchy-names on psychology that's been around for CENTURIES." And damn, decades from now, there will be so many more elegant and dynamic explorations into PsychoSocial Dynamics and Attraction, but you know what? That's all going to be shit that you and I see everyday, right now. Human behavior hasn't changed. The problem is, most of us are just too stuck in our own heads to notice what's going on around us.
The reason I'm bringing this up, is because I see so much potential being squandered by subordination. The loyal "followers" that spend their days by augmenting their social behaviors in accordance with the "theories" and "mindsets" of Guru SoAndSo. "Guru SoAndSo is fucking MONEY. This guy KNOWS how to get laid. I'll get out there, and act like he tells me to act, and think about thinks the way he thinks about things, and then, man, I might be able to get as good as HE is. And I've got a fucking poster of him on my wall, too. I love you, GuruSoAndSo! You're fucking awesome." And you know what's REALLY funny about this? Quotes like that are ACTUALLY TRUE for SO MANY guys out there. I've SEEN guys saying shit like that. Literally. NO exagerration.
I want to highlight this issue, because I believe that becomming aware of it is the first step to overcoming it. See, the problem is, by nut-hugging gurus and idolizing their theories, guys are making the biggest mistake when it comes to improving their own growth an attractive, socially calibrated men. The biggest mistake is: discounting your own attractive appeal.
You guys don't NEED any of this shit. To spend your days trying to master "the game" and "sarging", and trying to figure out why you're getting "blown out" is just fucking pathetic. And I say that with the utmost compassion. Really. I'm saying it's pathetic, not as a negative, derogatory term, but as a synonym for a Tragedy. I don't think LESS of guys that do this, I genuinely feel SORRY for them, and I WANT them to realize that all this social "training" that they are putting themself through is really the wrong way to approach all of this. It's wrong. I firmly believe that. Just because alot of guys acheive success from the process, that doesn't mean the process is correct.
Point out every guy that gets to "where he wants to be" in the game, and I'll show you a guy who has come to the realization that the only "game" they need, is themselves. And you know what the gurus are doing at that point? They start to explain their own personality traits. They take experiences they've had with girls, and they reverse-analyze what they said, or did, or thought about, with the girl, in order to put a label onto a new "mindset" or "technique". They are dissecting themselves, and doing Social Autopsies in order to find some behavior or mindset that can be coreographed and repeated for future re-use.
By embracing Guru SoAndSo's theories and formulas, guys are, in essence, trying to be something that they are not. They're trying to "correct" or "improve" their behaviors. Or worse, they're trying to CREATE a new PERSONALITY. This, right there, is a travisty, in my opinion. Because every guy, every single guy out there, has something unique and wonderful about him. The ultimate failure is that, most of these guys are being SOCIALLY CONDITIONED, by the very community that claims it is destroying social coniditioning mindsets. The victims here are the ambitious young men that wish to make something of themselves. They want to "fix" their "AFC" or "CHODE" behaviors. They want to BE like Guru SoAndSo. They want this, they want that, they want better, they want more. And in the process, they lose sight of the most powerful truth there is: they are devoting their time to a lifestyle of ABANDONING and RESISTING their own Individual Value and Worth (which is, in all honesty, greater than ANYTHING ELSE. Period. There is NOTHING more important than this.)
In Daoism, a very popular teaching is that: the more you try to ATTAIN the DAO (enlightenment), the farther you actually move AWAY from it.
For me, this hits home when I look about the various dating and attraction communities. Guys out there are trying SO HARD to become ATTRACTIVE and SEX-WORTHY with techniques, mindsets, theories, tricks, and everything under the sun... But all this is just LATERAL movement. They're moving sideways, like crabs, instead of moving FORWARD and acheiving actual Spiritual Growth. You see, the more they try to learn about "what it takes" be attractive, the less they realize that THEY ALREADY ARE.
Thinking recently about some of my social experiences, I've come across a PsychoSocial mindset that I believe can REALLY help the guys out there that I see falling into this ever-growing Venus FlyTrap.
I'm going to coin a term here: The Perception of the Social Situation. This relates specifically to what is HAPPENING between people as they interact. This is something anyone walking by in person, or reading along online, or listening in on the phone, can observe. They can think "oh, these two are arguing with eachother", or "these three are joking around with eachother and having fun", or "these two are flirting with eachother". That's the Perception of the Social Situation. It's the observable dynamic of human interaction.
Now what I want to talk about goes deeper than that. I'm talking about the Alignment of Individual Perception. When this happens, the Social Situation DISAPPEARS from notice (for the individuals involved), and the interaction simply becomes a mutual exchange of Thoughts and Emotions. You've experienced this with people that you've known for a long time, such as your parents or siblings, or your very close friends. This is when you no longer feel self-conscious, and at the same time, you no longer pay attention to the Social Dynamic between you and them. The only thing you really notice, is their personality, and what they are expressing. This is Individual Perception. You are observing the Individual's Perception of the world, as they present it to you. "This is how I feel right now, this is what I'm thinking about right now," etc.. etc. That's their Individual Perception.
But when you really click, when you really hit on all cylinders, is when YOUR Individual Perception (your Thoughts and Emotions, your view of the world) ALIGNS with the Individual Perception of the person you're interacting with. This is when you'll hear things like "oh my god, I totally feel that way," and "that's EXACTLY what I've been thinking for years", and "it's like you're reading my mind", etc. etc.. What happens when Individual Perceptions Align is, the Social Dynamic completely falls off the radar. The individuals involved in Alignment become increasingly unconcerned with personal boundaries, and social norms.
Have you ever found yourself really "connecting" with a girl, and suddenly you two are laughing, and touching eachother, and expressing yourself enthusiastically without concern, and it seems like all the barriers and obstacles between the two of you have just, "dissolved" away? It's because your Individual Perceptions have Aligned. The Social Dynamic has melted away, so that, instead of things being YOU and HER, or HER and YOU, it has now become WE and US. By expressing your Thoughts and Emotions, you have allowed the girl to Align herself with your view of the world. The two of you, have, in essence, become an "invisible team".
This behavior is nothing new to human dynamics... You see guys doing this all the time when they are inexperienced with girls. The community loosely refers to the vagueness of the subject as "rapport" or "comfort". What I'm talking about is much more specific, much more applicable, and much more powerful. The mistake alot of guys make is they believe that comfort, or rapport, involves learning, and sharing, INFORMATION about eachother. "What do you do for fun? Where did you grow up? What's your favorite food?".. This is really the amateur's grasp of Aligning Individual Perceptions. When I see guys doing this, I feel the way a professional fighter would feel when he watches two guys in a street fight. I can see how completely FLAILING, INNEFECTIVE, and UNINFORMED the behavior is.
Aligning Invidual Perceptions has nothing to do with information... It has EVERYTHING to do with THOUGHTS and EMOTIONS. And more specifically, it's about expressing your thoughts, and emotions, without apology, AND, without EXPECTATION. This is the second level of understanding, in that, most guys that learn theories and mindsets, they go about adopting them into their behavior with an EXPECTATION of seeing RESULTS or CHANGES. The conundrum is that, all attractive behavior shares the same foundation of Modus Operandi: guys do attractive things when they express their thoughts, and emotions, without any ulterior motives. That means, if you want to be attractive, you shouldn't TRY to be attractive. You should simply be OFFERING an Alignment of Individual Perceptions. You are GIVING the girl you're with an OPPORTUNITY to be on your "Invisible Team".
Yesterday I struck up a conversation with a girl that I met on the street. We got to chatting, just polite, curious conversation, and while she was telling me something about herself (sharing information, which is, remember, street-fighting tactics.. the flailing, ineffective, and uninformed method of escalation), I cut her off mid-sentence and said "hey, you know, you seem like a really cool person. I want to get to know you better. You want to go grab some ice-cream with me and go for a walk?" She was a bit surprised, but she agreed. As we hung out, instead of talking about "information", I just spoke my mind about things I noticed while we were interacting.. I teased her about her accent. I told her that I liked her eyes. I wondered aloud about conversation topics that came up, and she did the same. We spent half-an-hour talking with eachother, and we learned virtually NOTHING about eachother, in terms of Information. We even had to re-ask our names after about 20 minutes, because frankly, we didn't know. But at the same time, we also knew HUGE amounts about eachother, in terms of personality, and thoughts, and emotions. We got to know WHO we were, without all the bullshit. We got to know HOW we were, without all the details. We were Aligning our Individual Perceptions of ourselves, and the world. We were becomming an Invisible Team.
This "team" became apparent as we walked.. at one point a guy actually came up and started hitting on her, and she leaned over and whispered to me "augh! save me!". It wasn't even about AMOG tactics, or his looks vs. mine.. or who was more "alpha".. It was HER, and ME, moving together throughout the external world.
The interesting insight here is that this Alignment of Individual Perceptions has virtually nothing to do with the "techniques" or "theories" like Negging, Cocky+Funny, Sexual Intent, Active Disinterest, or any of that. By operating from a mindset of Alignment, all of that fluff is BYPASSED. It's like the long straight-stick in Tetris going straight down the middle gap. You just go right past all the unnecessary clutter and hit home.
Because what negs, and disinterest, or intent, or kino, or cocky+funny, or any other of that stuff is really about, is they are practical applications towards demonstrating qualities about what kind of person you are. The thing is, you don't need to demonstrate your "qualities" when you can actually allow her to, straight up, EXPERIENCE what kind of person you are. You give her the opportunity to Align with your WorldView by expressing your Thoughts, and Emotions, openly, and without expectation. You interact with her like the once-in-a-lifetime experience that YOU are.
The guys out there that are still studying and practicing the theories, they are making the misconception that Tactics and Techniques are what COMPRISES of an attractive personality. In actuality, tactics and techniques are just ways to (at times, fraudulently) HINT at the attractive personality beneath it. And when guys get too deep into this stuff, they lose all connection with their Core Self, and find themselves feeling Hollow, like an empty case of Knight's Armor: Shiny and attractive on the outside, with nothing of value on the inside.
Guys in the communities have misled themselves into pursuing a single, arbitrary facet of human interaction: Lust. Nearly everything I read, in terms of social dynamics and attraction, is about generating Lust, escalating Lust, or improving your Lustful Appeal.
I'm advocating approaching the game from the perspective of Aligning your Individual Perception with hers, as a way to return the game to what I really believe it should be about: embracing the attractive appeal of WHO YOU ARE and HOW YOU ARE. As far as attraction goes, I feel there is nothing more liberating, honest, and empowering as this. And this ENCOMPASSES Lust as well. When you're Aligned with a girl as an "invisible team", telling her "I want to fuck you so hard right now" is totally natural because it's all part of your open-expressiveness that you've got going on with her.
And moving on to the higher level of gaming in this way, you can then begin to appreciate what you're REALLY capable of: GIVING and CREATING positivity and enjoyment for the girl that is on your Invisible Team.
When you get to this level, you no longer use your understanding of Social Dynamics from a perspective of "self". You do it to ENHANCE the MOMENTS that you share with eachother. Negs, Intent, Woo, Kino, Cocky+Funny, etc.. etc.. You will understand that these "attraction builders" or "escalation techniques" are really just things that guys pursue because they don't really know how to really "connect" with a girl. You'll see that while guys are out there trying to "seduce" chicks, you're out there EHANCING MOMENTS that you engage in with the purpose of MUTUAL ENJOYMENT, rather than PERSONAL GAIN.
I could go on for hours about this stuff, as I feel like I'm only beginning to scratch the surface here.. but for now, I hope this has given at least ONE of you a new perspective to think about.
Cheers guys, and best of luck.
Alignment of Individual Perception
First, I want to make clear something I've been noticing on different Community boards: nobody OWNS social dynamic theories. This shit is all part of Human Behavior. Everything is already out there, happening on it's own. The gurus that come up with new "techniques" or "mindsets" are really just guys that are putting labels on PsychoSocial Dynamic Systems that already exist, and reverse-analyzing them. Newton didn't INVENT Gravity, he DISCOVERED it. The science was ALWAYS there. The same holds true for attraction, and seduction. Every technique, trick, and mindset, is already out there, floating around, just waiting to be noticed.
I see guys on different boards nuthugging different Gurus because they have coined a flashy-named-mindset that seems to REALLY WORK. Guys think, "holy shit, man, this guy is a fucking GENIUS. His method creates RESULTS. He's is moving the GAME to WHOLE NEW LEVELS. He's completely REINVENTING the game of ATTRACTION!" I see this all the time, and it just cracks me up. Sometimes I'll pop onto threads like these and I can't help but laugh. I want to grab these guys by the shoulders, and shake them, and say "hey man, the truth is OUT THERE, for YOU to discover from PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. All these gurus are doing is just putting catchy-names on psychology that's been around for CENTURIES." And damn, decades from now, there will be so many more elegant and dynamic explorations into PsychoSocial Dynamics and Attraction, but you know what? That's all going to be shit that you and I see everyday, right now. Human behavior hasn't changed. The problem is, most of us are just too stuck in our own heads to notice what's going on around us.
The reason I'm bringing this up, is because I see so much potential being squandered by subordination. The loyal "followers" that spend their days by augmenting their social behaviors in accordance with the "theories" and "mindsets" of Guru SoAndSo. "Guru SoAndSo is fucking MONEY. This guy KNOWS how to get laid. I'll get out there, and act like he tells me to act, and think about thinks the way he thinks about things, and then, man, I might be able to get as good as HE is. And I've got a fucking poster of him on my wall, too. I love you, GuruSoAndSo! You're fucking awesome." And you know what's REALLY funny about this? Quotes like that are ACTUALLY TRUE for SO MANY guys out there. I've SEEN guys saying shit like that. Literally. NO exagerration.
I want to highlight this issue, because I believe that becomming aware of it is the first step to overcoming it. See, the problem is, by nut-hugging gurus and idolizing their theories, guys are making the biggest mistake when it comes to improving their own growth an attractive, socially calibrated men. The biggest mistake is: discounting your own attractive appeal.
You guys don't NEED any of this shit. To spend your days trying to master "the game" and "sarging", and trying to figure out why you're getting "blown out" is just fucking pathetic. And I say that with the utmost compassion. Really. I'm saying it's pathetic, not as a negative, derogatory term, but as a synonym for a Tragedy. I don't think LESS of guys that do this, I genuinely feel SORRY for them, and I WANT them to realize that all this social "training" that they are putting themself through is really the wrong way to approach all of this. It's wrong. I firmly believe that. Just because alot of guys acheive success from the process, that doesn't mean the process is correct.
Point out every guy that gets to "where he wants to be" in the game, and I'll show you a guy who has come to the realization that the only "game" they need, is themselves. And you know what the gurus are doing at that point? They start to explain their own personality traits. They take experiences they've had with girls, and they reverse-analyze what they said, or did, or thought about, with the girl, in order to put a label onto a new "mindset" or "technique". They are dissecting themselves, and doing Social Autopsies in order to find some behavior or mindset that can be coreographed and repeated for future re-use.
By embracing Guru SoAndSo's theories and formulas, guys are, in essence, trying to be something that they are not. They're trying to "correct" or "improve" their behaviors. Or worse, they're trying to CREATE a new PERSONALITY. This, right there, is a travisty, in my opinion. Because every guy, every single guy out there, has something unique and wonderful about him. The ultimate failure is that, most of these guys are being SOCIALLY CONDITIONED, by the very community that claims it is destroying social coniditioning mindsets. The victims here are the ambitious young men that wish to make something of themselves. They want to "fix" their "AFC" or "CHODE" behaviors. They want to BE like Guru SoAndSo. They want this, they want that, they want better, they want more. And in the process, they lose sight of the most powerful truth there is: they are devoting their time to a lifestyle of ABANDONING and RESISTING their own Individual Value and Worth (which is, in all honesty, greater than ANYTHING ELSE. Period. There is NOTHING more important than this.)
In Daoism, a very popular teaching is that: the more you try to ATTAIN the DAO (enlightenment), the farther you actually move AWAY from it.
For me, this hits home when I look about the various dating and attraction communities. Guys out there are trying SO HARD to become ATTRACTIVE and SEX-WORTHY with techniques, mindsets, theories, tricks, and everything under the sun... But all this is just LATERAL movement. They're moving sideways, like crabs, instead of moving FORWARD and acheiving actual Spiritual Growth. You see, the more they try to learn about "what it takes" be attractive, the less they realize that THEY ALREADY ARE.
Thinking recently about some of my social experiences, I've come across a PsychoSocial mindset that I believe can REALLY help the guys out there that I see falling into this ever-growing Venus FlyTrap.
I'm going to coin a term here: The Perception of the Social Situation. This relates specifically to what is HAPPENING between people as they interact. This is something anyone walking by in person, or reading along online, or listening in on the phone, can observe. They can think "oh, these two are arguing with eachother", or "these three are joking around with eachother and having fun", or "these two are flirting with eachother". That's the Perception of the Social Situation. It's the observable dynamic of human interaction.
Now what I want to talk about goes deeper than that. I'm talking about the Alignment of Individual Perception. When this happens, the Social Situation DISAPPEARS from notice (for the individuals involved), and the interaction simply becomes a mutual exchange of Thoughts and Emotions. You've experienced this with people that you've known for a long time, such as your parents or siblings, or your very close friends. This is when you no longer feel self-conscious, and at the same time, you no longer pay attention to the Social Dynamic between you and them. The only thing you really notice, is their personality, and what they are expressing. This is Individual Perception. You are observing the Individual's Perception of the world, as they present it to you. "This is how I feel right now, this is what I'm thinking about right now," etc.. etc. That's their Individual Perception.
But when you really click, when you really hit on all cylinders, is when YOUR Individual Perception (your Thoughts and Emotions, your view of the world) ALIGNS with the Individual Perception of the person you're interacting with. This is when you'll hear things like "oh my god, I totally feel that way," and "that's EXACTLY what I've been thinking for years", and "it's like you're reading my mind", etc. etc.. What happens when Individual Perceptions Align is, the Social Dynamic completely falls off the radar. The individuals involved in Alignment become increasingly unconcerned with personal boundaries, and social norms.
Have you ever found yourself really "connecting" with a girl, and suddenly you two are laughing, and touching eachother, and expressing yourself enthusiastically without concern, and it seems like all the barriers and obstacles between the two of you have just, "dissolved" away? It's because your Individual Perceptions have Aligned. The Social Dynamic has melted away, so that, instead of things being YOU and HER, or HER and YOU, it has now become WE and US. By expressing your Thoughts and Emotions, you have allowed the girl to Align herself with your view of the world. The two of you, have, in essence, become an "invisible team".
This behavior is nothing new to human dynamics... You see guys doing this all the time when they are inexperienced with girls. The community loosely refers to the vagueness of the subject as "rapport" or "comfort". What I'm talking about is much more specific, much more applicable, and much more powerful. The mistake alot of guys make is they believe that comfort, or rapport, involves learning, and sharing, INFORMATION about eachother. "What do you do for fun? Where did you grow up? What's your favorite food?".. This is really the amateur's grasp of Aligning Individual Perceptions. When I see guys doing this, I feel the way a professional fighter would feel when he watches two guys in a street fight. I can see how completely FLAILING, INNEFECTIVE, and UNINFORMED the behavior is.
Aligning Invidual Perceptions has nothing to do with information... It has EVERYTHING to do with THOUGHTS and EMOTIONS. And more specifically, it's about expressing your thoughts, and emotions, without apology, AND, without EXPECTATION. This is the second level of understanding, in that, most guys that learn theories and mindsets, they go about adopting them into their behavior with an EXPECTATION of seeing RESULTS or CHANGES. The conundrum is that, all attractive behavior shares the same foundation of Modus Operandi: guys do attractive things when they express their thoughts, and emotions, without any ulterior motives. That means, if you want to be attractive, you shouldn't TRY to be attractive. You should simply be OFFERING an Alignment of Individual Perceptions. You are GIVING the girl you're with an OPPORTUNITY to be on your "Invisible Team".
Yesterday I struck up a conversation with a girl that I met on the street. We got to chatting, just polite, curious conversation, and while she was telling me something about herself (sharing information, which is, remember, street-fighting tactics.. the flailing, ineffective, and uninformed method of escalation), I cut her off mid-sentence and said "hey, you know, you seem like a really cool person. I want to get to know you better. You want to go grab some ice-cream with me and go for a walk?" She was a bit surprised, but she agreed. As we hung out, instead of talking about "information", I just spoke my mind about things I noticed while we were interacting.. I teased her about her accent. I told her that I liked her eyes. I wondered aloud about conversation topics that came up, and she did the same. We spent half-an-hour talking with eachother, and we learned virtually NOTHING about eachother, in terms of Information. We even had to re-ask our names after about 20 minutes, because frankly, we didn't know. But at the same time, we also knew HUGE amounts about eachother, in terms of personality, and thoughts, and emotions. We got to know WHO we were, without all the bullshit. We got to know HOW we were, without all the details. We were Aligning our Individual Perceptions of ourselves, and the world. We were becomming an Invisible Team.
This "team" became apparent as we walked.. at one point a guy actually came up and started hitting on her, and she leaned over and whispered to me "augh! save me!". It wasn't even about AMOG tactics, or his looks vs. mine.. or who was more "alpha".. It was HER, and ME, moving together throughout the external world.
The interesting insight here is that this Alignment of Individual Perceptions has virtually nothing to do with the "techniques" or "theories" like Negging, Cocky+Funny, Sexual Intent, Active Disinterest, or any of that. By operating from a mindset of Alignment, all of that fluff is BYPASSED. It's like the long straight-stick in Tetris going straight down the middle gap. You just go right past all the unnecessary clutter and hit home.
Because what negs, and disinterest, or intent, or kino, or cocky+funny, or any other of that stuff is really about, is they are practical applications towards demonstrating qualities about what kind of person you are. The thing is, you don't need to demonstrate your "qualities" when you can actually allow her to, straight up, EXPERIENCE what kind of person you are. You give her the opportunity to Align with your WorldView by expressing your Thoughts, and Emotions, openly, and without expectation. You interact with her like the once-in-a-lifetime experience that YOU are.
The guys out there that are still studying and practicing the theories, they are making the misconception that Tactics and Techniques are what COMPRISES of an attractive personality. In actuality, tactics and techniques are just ways to (at times, fraudulently) HINT at the attractive personality beneath it. And when guys get too deep into this stuff, they lose all connection with their Core Self, and find themselves feeling Hollow, like an empty case of Knight's Armor: Shiny and attractive on the outside, with nothing of value on the inside.
Guys in the communities have misled themselves into pursuing a single, arbitrary facet of human interaction: Lust. Nearly everything I read, in terms of social dynamics and attraction, is about generating Lust, escalating Lust, or improving your Lustful Appeal.
I'm advocating approaching the game from the perspective of Aligning your Individual Perception with hers, as a way to return the game to what I really believe it should be about: embracing the attractive appeal of WHO YOU ARE and HOW YOU ARE. As far as attraction goes, I feel there is nothing more liberating, honest, and empowering as this. And this ENCOMPASSES Lust as well. When you're Aligned with a girl as an "invisible team", telling her "I want to fuck you so hard right now" is totally natural because it's all part of your open-expressiveness that you've got going on with her.
And moving on to the higher level of gaming in this way, you can then begin to appreciate what you're REALLY capable of: GIVING and CREATING positivity and enjoyment for the girl that is on your Invisible Team.
When you get to this level, you no longer use your understanding of Social Dynamics from a perspective of "self". You do it to ENHANCE the MOMENTS that you share with eachother. Negs, Intent, Woo, Kino, Cocky+Funny, etc.. etc.. You will understand that these "attraction builders" or "escalation techniques" are really just things that guys pursue because they don't really know how to really "connect" with a girl. You'll see that while guys are out there trying to "seduce" chicks, you're out there EHANCING MOMENTS that you engage in with the purpose of MUTUAL ENJOYMENT, rather than PERSONAL GAIN.
I could go on for hours about this stuff, as I feel like I'm only beginning to scratch the surface here.. but for now, I hope this has given at least ONE of you a new perspective to think about.
Cheers guys, and best of luck.
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