In the interest of not feeling bad for not posting much, I’m going to do a journal entry of sorts this week. We’ll see if these become a regular staple or not.
Bulls on Parade (Team Awesome Remix) – Rage Against the Machine. Best dubstep track of all time
Tuesday:
Finished my last exam, chilled out to some XXYYXX and The xx in a euphoric daze then did some Internet SEO related work before I went out to the party I very briefly mentioned in my last post. To sum up the essence of the night:
+1 snl like an hour and a half ago from a small house party, really tall (taller then me barefoot) kinda nerdy but super freaky white chick who got introduced to me by the host. I used his room. I was expecting the party to be shit and lacking girls so I almost left my rubbers at home.
She was pretty cool, seduced me with some French (she went on exchange to Paris for a year) which was sexy as hell. She We rapped Freaks and Geeks by Childish Gambino (from this post) together when I put it on. I find that ironic because she soon turned out to be both… Got a double lap dance with her and her friend awhile before hand. Unfortunately they resisted my multiple attempts at guiding their faces together to get some lesbian action going.
The host got mad as hell at me for using his bed, I lied to him and told him we didn’t fuck which was the right thing to do since I’ve known him since I was 12 and it seemed from his reaction like he has some feelings for the girl… She dissed him for being in love with her as we got dressed. Hopefully one of her friends who peeked their heads in during doesn’t tell him the truth. Hell for all I know the chicks “bestie” and her boyfriend who took the room immediately after fucked in his bed too and he ain’t got a clue.
He told me after that my notch sucked his dick a few times in the past and went on bragging that he got further with her then I did which betrayed how butthurt he was about it. Sharing is caring, but the bragging made me LOL inside but I kept my poker face. Was quite amusing sitting in the lounge room while I waited for my ride as the night wound down opposite the girl and all her friends and their judgemental faces trying to make small talk.
Wednesday:
Texted my SNL from the night before, flaked. Did some daygame with my wings in the city. I did a lot of approaches, none went anywhere. A local player approach us after spotting us doing a group set, which was a good networking opportunity. During that conversation, the player who first taught me how to daygame who I hadn’t seen in almost a year saw me and approached us, we got to catch up a little bit and had a bitch about the poor state of some of the guys in our incestuous local game community.
Thursday:
Spent all day in the city in a training course so I couldn’t daygame. My two wings and I rolled out to a new club opening. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a colossal fuck up hipster freakshow. I don’t even mean the normal everyday hipsters who seem to dominate parts of my corner of the world, but the weird as fuck ones. Far too many girls in black lipstick for my liking. Also we also didn’t realize till a few hours before that the late night bus service wasn’t running that morning, which meant we’d have to stick the night out to the bitter end. The club was a small, hole in the wall type industrial joint in the basement of a building. Half the dudes were literally gay and there was a few lesbians as well.
We did a lot of approaches but didn’t really get anywhere. A lot of the girls were really fucking awkward. One of my wings almost got into a fight when the boyfriend of a girl he was talking to came up, the other one almost did with a gay hipster who came onto him super hard. We had to ask one of the bartenders to confirm that the club wasn’t actually a gay club after spotting gay party posters in the club, she said it wasn’t, saving us the embarrassment of unknowingly gaming in a gay club…
We’ll Be Coming Back ft. Example – Calvin Harris
One thing that tripped me out was these two girls I approached that turned out to be a lesbian couple. They looked very feminine and one was 30 but literally looked like 18 or 19. They were total outliers, everything about them was feminine, the way they danced, their voices, the way they dressed… No surprise then that the young looking one was easily the hottest and friendliest lesbian I’ve ever met. Yes, I’m sure they were lesbian. I saw them pashing later on in the night.
Anyway, we left the place after 1 am vowing never to return and went around to checkout a few other clubs. None of the ones which are lax on ID’s (my Ukrainian wing and I are using other peoples) would let us in without girls. The original club was winding down at 2 so we ended up camping out in a 24/7 McDonald’s fucking around in the closed off upstairs section until the trains starting running again at 5 am.
By the time I trained and bus’d it back home it was 6 am and the sun was out, a new day had begun.
Friday:
Woke up in the late afternoon groggy as hell from the sleep deprivation. I’d only had 1 drink the night before so there was no hangover. A few hours later we rolled out to another club, a meat market dance club which has a reputation for pulling a really young crowd and being carefree on ID’s. When we turned up at 10:30pm it was empty but was expected it quickly became packed. We stayed sober the whole night to save cash. As we walked into the club, two girls who went to my school last year were right behind me. One of them almost busted me by saying a bit too loudly infront of staff “Hey you’re not 18!”. My Ukrainian wing ended up isolating the hotter of the pair (who had a boyfriend) but only got as far as licking her neck.
Anyway, we did a fuckload of approaches but I only got as far as grinding with a girl who I talked to for a while after. I probably would’ve gotten the makeout if I’d kept persisting going for it over and over. She was getting sleepy and told me she was afraid I’d rape her if she feel asleep. I told her I’d drag her to the rape van I had parked outside before she asked me to drive her home. If only I had the apartment already to bring her there… Her gay friend then turned up to take her to his place.
Breeze – XXYYXX. This cat was 16 when he made his dope as fuck album. The About You video is trippeh as fuark
In total 8 or 9 people from my schools previous graduating class (so they’d be all be 18 or 19) showed up, was nice seeing them again, a couple of them got a bit too excited lol… My wings and I left the club at 2:30 after having run out of girls on the dwindling dance floor to approach because my boys wanted to eat, but I didn’t. We came back in soon after and fucked around with the bouncers at the door for a laugh. The night was winding down now by 3, so we left for good. As we did, two girls I’d talked to earlier in the night walked out with us and opened me. A very hot Spaniard and a kinda weird Brit who said they were 18 but I think now were 17 and just finished their 2nd last year of high school. Somehow I ended up with the Brit while my two wings took the much hotter Spaniard as we walked to the buses.
I swapped details with the Brit who’d moved here against her will a year ago from London with her parents and misanthropically bitched and whined about it the entire time which was annoying as all hell. One of my wings (the neck licker) made out with the Spaniard (who for some reason had no phone) before we all went our separate ways. The Brit started texting me less then 2 minutes after I left her. If we had our apartment (one building with a lot of suitable apartments available is literally one block away from the club) we could’ve easily thrown a little after party there with them and tried to pull…
Got home about 4:30 in the morning.
Saturday:
Woke up after lunch, much less tired then I was the day before.Australian summer is kicking in, I woke up sweating like crazy. The hot Spaniard had added me on Facebook (she must’ve found me off the Brit’s profile), so we’ll see if the Ukrainian will meet up with her later, but considering how short their interaction was, I doubt it. The Brit texted saying she was going to some other club, I checked her and the Spaniards profile and noticed they were even younger then we are and 2/3 of us are underage at the moment. LOL.
Went back to same club we did the night before, but the Saturday is a lot less “swagfag” hipster (think guys with shirts buttoned all the way up in an Obey or similar hat) and even more of a packed “meat market”. We chilled till it got even more packed and went to work, the furthest I got was briefly trying to give a tall, drunk “turbo” hottie a hickie on the dancefloor. The Ukrainian got one make out, my Russian wing who so far had gone empty handed this week got 2 makeouts, the 2nd one he chilled with for a while. She was 19, bit thick for my tastes though. One girl I was vibing with immediately off the approach got stolen by a male friend right before I went to stick my down her throat, need to work on preventing that shit in the future. I was going to find her again later but that never worked out because of the “incident” I’m about to describe.
On Top Ft. T Shirt – Flume
My wings and I have a running joke with the head bouncer about having to give him food to be let into the club. We left the club at 2 am because my wings were hungry. I caved into their behaviour and ate as well this time, McDonalds unfortunately… While we were there the Russian recognized a hipster dude from Thursday night and started talking to him. No surprise he turned out to be gayer then Perez Hilton.
Anyway, as we returned the bouncer once again made us wait outside due to not bringing him food and we shot the shit with him for a bit like we did the night before. This night however, he was keeping us out there longer then he had before, and suddenly the clubs manager turns up. He asks us why we’re standing outside his club and he looks me straight in the eye with crazy eyes, like crazily intense eyes and tells me to either bring the bouncer food or get the fuck out of his club. I need to get that level of eye contact Jesus Christ. We left considered street gaming it for a bit but our buses were coming very shortly so we called it a night.
I was butt hurt about not being able to approach more, especially because I have dinner plans next Saturday so I can only return on the Friday. The Ukrainian lost his ID (technically not his, but you know what I mean) at some point in the night so unless he finds a new one he won’t be able to go out for a couple months… The Russian never got to number close the thick blonde girl he isolated in the lounge. In retrospect he probably should’ve fingered her when she sat in his lap in the lounge area. In retrospect I should’ve approached even more in the time I actually had in the club, you win some you lose some. I got home around 4 am.
Sunday:
Stayed home. Made a resume. Had a glorious fap letting out almost a week of built up semen. Promising myself I’ll daygame more heavily this coming week.
HyperParadise (Flume Remix) by Hermitude.
Until next time.
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