powpow
Senior Don Juan
So yeah, I explained the whole story in the gladiator thread, which I am taking part in in order to overcome my approach anxiety.
Basically I met a beautiful woman on saturday night at a nightclub, took her back to her place, and railed the **** out of her.
I try to set up another round for tonight because she lives kind of close to my mma gym and it would be super convenient considering I have night practice on mondays and day on tuesday.
Thats a lie, Im just trying to get more of that wonderful poon.
I call her up, shes being really ambiguous. Like I can tell she cant talk right now. I say if you with somebody, just text me, I wanna hook up tonight. She says ok. Then I get a call. So yeah, its her boyfriend. Man...
Hes mad. Of course he is. I railed his chick. I explain to him yeah, man, it sucks. I really didnt know. Ive been there. I told him yeah of course I would never do that with a girl I knew had a boyfriend. That is a boldfaced lie, but I wanted to make him feel better. He is beside himself with anger. I give him my condolences again, he does not accept and hangs up.
I get a text about 30 minutes later from her saying she broke up with him and says shell meet me at this place by her apartment, because I forgot where it is exactly.
While I am waiting I see a blacked out celsior pull up. This generally is a yakuza car, 9 times out of 10. 5 pretty tough looking guys get out. My mind races. Im really surprised. Im thinking to myself how this happened. I bet he took her phone and text me.
I sigh and think... sh!t... well... I am about to get a heavy beating. There is no way I can help this. My coaches in the past always say DO NOT HESITATE. YOU BOMB FIRST they say. So, I know I am about to get fvcked up. Yeah, I threw the first punch. 5 guys hell yeah I threw the first one.
Picked the toughest looking dude and layed him out solid. He was standing second to the left and in the back. Got surrounded and overwhelmed a little bit. Flurry of punches and kicks. Yikes. Didnt really hurt at the time actually. Managed to get them all in one general area after taking a nice little beating.
Plant an elbow right across this one jerks face. He takes a little break from the battle. All of a sudden I take SOMETHING to the jaw. I didnt even see it. Go blurry a little bit, next thing I know I am getting FVCKED UP. Man, the only really thing I remember is trying to dodge stomps to my face.
Somebody comes up and starts screaming, gets them to go away. They start taunting me I am pretty sure, but I cant understand it because Im hurt and adrenaline. I think they felt I was suffieciently fvcked up, and they left.
I want to tell all of you, my friends, that the train ride home was VERY embarrassing. I had to take my dirty gym towel and keep on over my nose to keep from bleeding all over the train. People staring. My face is messed up, but not anything major I think. I have a huge headache. Body hurts. Teeth are still here but my lips kind big. Bloody nose but I dont think its broken.
Well case in point, I displayed a fatal flaw, that which being hubris. During the train ride and the walk home, I had a lot on my mind. Hurt my ego. And yeah my face kinda hurts too. But more than that is ego. I cant believe this happened. I thought I was a boss.
So I was thinking... man sooner or later if you run dangerous game, something like this is bound to happen. This is what the evolutionary fear is about. You know, you mess with the wrong girl, you get messed up. To be honest, I got pretty rocked. I have to be honest though. I regret nothing.
I am trying to maintain a positive outlook. To me, it is not a plus or minus, trading good poonanna for a beating (and yes, if you were wondering, I still say it was worth it).
I am thinking in terms of overall life. To play a risky game or not to play a risky game. Like is it worth it on the macro scale to live such a lifestyle? I would say, all things considered... Yes. This is my genetic line we are talking about. Im going big. I want to have it set in my head that getting an asskicking is an acceptable consequence to running such a risk, so that I dont worry about it when I make the decision to take the risk.
Speaking of that, I feel I may have underestimated the competition when I made the decision to only pursue 9s and up. You know, when I deal with other guys pursuing the run of the mill 7s and 8s, I clearly am more bold and have better game, so I am, most of the time, chosen. But 9s and up. Man it just dawned on me that in order to tame one of these, you gotta be pretty good, and that game on this level may actually be quite different.
Right now I am feeling pretty down... like maybe this was karmas retribution for me treating women like garbage lately. But also its kind of mix between really down and invigorated. Like, I am excited about this. Its a challenge. This is the oldest and most rewarding of challenges. To find the best mate. Gha, bring it on. As I type this I am losing all negative feelings and feeling major empowered. Bring it on. Life. You fickle b!tch. Such is life. Fvck guys, Im going to bed. Wake up tomorrow and go freakin train and learn more Japanese.
HOLLER IF YOU HEAR ME
Basically I met a beautiful woman on saturday night at a nightclub, took her back to her place, and railed the **** out of her.
I try to set up another round for tonight because she lives kind of close to my mma gym and it would be super convenient considering I have night practice on mondays and day on tuesday.
Thats a lie, Im just trying to get more of that wonderful poon.
I call her up, shes being really ambiguous. Like I can tell she cant talk right now. I say if you with somebody, just text me, I wanna hook up tonight. She says ok. Then I get a call. So yeah, its her boyfriend. Man...
Hes mad. Of course he is. I railed his chick. I explain to him yeah, man, it sucks. I really didnt know. Ive been there. I told him yeah of course I would never do that with a girl I knew had a boyfriend. That is a boldfaced lie, but I wanted to make him feel better. He is beside himself with anger. I give him my condolences again, he does not accept and hangs up.
I get a text about 30 minutes later from her saying she broke up with him and says shell meet me at this place by her apartment, because I forgot where it is exactly.
While I am waiting I see a blacked out celsior pull up. This generally is a yakuza car, 9 times out of 10. 5 pretty tough looking guys get out. My mind races. Im really surprised. Im thinking to myself how this happened. I bet he took her phone and text me.
I sigh and think... sh!t... well... I am about to get a heavy beating. There is no way I can help this. My coaches in the past always say DO NOT HESITATE. YOU BOMB FIRST they say. So, I know I am about to get fvcked up. Yeah, I threw the first punch. 5 guys hell yeah I threw the first one.
Picked the toughest looking dude and layed him out solid. He was standing second to the left and in the back. Got surrounded and overwhelmed a little bit. Flurry of punches and kicks. Yikes. Didnt really hurt at the time actually. Managed to get them all in one general area after taking a nice little beating.
Plant an elbow right across this one jerks face. He takes a little break from the battle. All of a sudden I take SOMETHING to the jaw. I didnt even see it. Go blurry a little bit, next thing I know I am getting FVCKED UP. Man, the only really thing I remember is trying to dodge stomps to my face.
Somebody comes up and starts screaming, gets them to go away. They start taunting me I am pretty sure, but I cant understand it because Im hurt and adrenaline. I think they felt I was suffieciently fvcked up, and they left.
I want to tell all of you, my friends, that the train ride home was VERY embarrassing. I had to take my dirty gym towel and keep on over my nose to keep from bleeding all over the train. People staring. My face is messed up, but not anything major I think. I have a huge headache. Body hurts. Teeth are still here but my lips kind big. Bloody nose but I dont think its broken.
Well case in point, I displayed a fatal flaw, that which being hubris. During the train ride and the walk home, I had a lot on my mind. Hurt my ego. And yeah my face kinda hurts too. But more than that is ego. I cant believe this happened. I thought I was a boss.
So I was thinking... man sooner or later if you run dangerous game, something like this is bound to happen. This is what the evolutionary fear is about. You know, you mess with the wrong girl, you get messed up. To be honest, I got pretty rocked. I have to be honest though. I regret nothing.
I am trying to maintain a positive outlook. To me, it is not a plus or minus, trading good poonanna for a beating (and yes, if you were wondering, I still say it was worth it).
I am thinking in terms of overall life. To play a risky game or not to play a risky game. Like is it worth it on the macro scale to live such a lifestyle? I would say, all things considered... Yes. This is my genetic line we are talking about. Im going big. I want to have it set in my head that getting an asskicking is an acceptable consequence to running such a risk, so that I dont worry about it when I make the decision to take the risk.
Speaking of that, I feel I may have underestimated the competition when I made the decision to only pursue 9s and up. You know, when I deal with other guys pursuing the run of the mill 7s and 8s, I clearly am more bold and have better game, so I am, most of the time, chosen. But 9s and up. Man it just dawned on me that in order to tame one of these, you gotta be pretty good, and that game on this level may actually be quite different.
Right now I am feeling pretty down... like maybe this was karmas retribution for me treating women like garbage lately. But also its kind of mix between really down and invigorated. Like, I am excited about this. Its a challenge. This is the oldest and most rewarding of challenges. To find the best mate. Gha, bring it on. As I type this I am losing all negative feelings and feeling major empowered. Bring it on. Life. You fickle b!tch. Such is life. Fvck guys, Im going to bed. Wake up tomorrow and go freakin train and learn more Japanese.
HOLLER IF YOU HEAR ME
