THE FORUMS
So here's a serious post for everyone complete with some pretty massive lessons for myself.
To cut a long story short on Saturday night after hours of fucking around and having an awesome time in the city, I went to CQ and pulled one of the hottest birds from the place. I got her back to my place and although it didn't go down it was still a MASSIVE victory for me and something I have been closing in on for so long and has almost felt out of reach.
So I'll start the story from when I got to the club. Having been out all night embarking on various shenanigans and basically just having a pretty awesome time with the crew and random girls from other little bars, I get to CQ. Immediately it feels like you have stepped up a level and are playing in a different league. It took me a little while to acclimatise to the new environment, but I knew the only way I was going to do that was to follow the process. I started talking to a girl at the bar who wasn't that inspiring aesthetically but served a purpose to warm up with. At the same time I was reminding myself in my head 'talk, test, touch'. All the basics and just got things flowing a bit with her. After a few minutes walked away and started talking to some other girls. Like is often the case with this venue, a few hook for a bit, many have boyfriends or partners, and many just walk away taken in by the spell of the crazy environment.
Anyway after probably an hour of being there, I see a girl I had briefly talked to a couple of months prior. I went in and got my waffle on. Took her to the bar, at this point of the night everyone is a little drunk and we decided to both get waters. Keep chatting light physicality (holding her hand). Lead to the couches and sit down to chat for a bit. I learn a bit more about her, although she is being really short with her answers. One word or two word answers, I bust her on this and call her a retard or something. Eventually starts opening up a little more find out she has just finished her degree in Osteopathy and is now just about to become a fully qualified doctor. I qualified a little with this saying that it is awesome that she decided to do this, even though most girls that looked like she did would just take the easy route and get everything given to them instead of working hard for what they want etc. Also screen a little see what's happening for her night.
At this point a few chode dudes start trying to steal her away from me, but I'm solid with it all and she's not going away. My mate comes in and helps things out as well by talking to the dude about AFL haha… We go dance for a bit, a bit more escalation. Makeout a little (but not too much to ruin things). Every dude on the dance floor is looking at her and I and I probably had at least 3 or 4 try to come in and steal her from me. No problems, they're all fucking chodes and they don't even know what to say to a girl. I get her back every time. It's getting close to closing time. I screen for logistics a little more, go for the pull but she says she wants to stay for a bit. I'm in no hurry. Patience. I had it clearly in my mind, I'm leaving when she leaves. If this is going to go down I need to be walking out with her. Anyway we go sit down chat a little more and eventually decide she's coming back to my place. It's about 5am at this time and the lights start turning on (closing time). Get up leave, get my coat leave the place and look for a cab. It took quite a while getting a cab, but that was cool (little things like that use to freak me out if the pull wasn't going perfectly but it was like whatever, it's not a problem so she didn't see it as a problem).
I get her back to my place and this is the only place that I really didn't capitalise and kinda choded out. I have slept with some pretty attractive girls but this one was just on a different level, holy fuck she was so hot and I guess I really just didn't want to fuck things up. When I got her in my bed I failed to escalate like I should have and cause it was so late (around 6:30am at this time) we kinda just fell asleep. I'm not going to pretend it was justified for me to have let this happen but it was a totally different and unfamiliar experience for me to be in a bed next to a girl who is as hot as the girls on magazines and who has dated football players and the like.
Anyway woke up the next day chatted with her for quite a bit got to know her some more, had some breakfast with her and took her home.
Lessons:
- You have to be the one to give yourself permission. Things could have gone down but I didn't give myself permission to do so. She would have complied but I just failed to lead things down that path.
- Girls of that quality are really no different than other girls. It's just a different version of the same thing.
- I am on that level. This is the elite shit and I'm already there. You are enough doesn't just apply to 7's and 8's it applies exactly the same with these turbo girls. It's like logically I knew that but I really hadn't felt it until then. There is nothing separating me from this quality of girls.
Victories:
- I played the whole thing by the book, from the start right through until when she was in my bed. At no point did I doubt myself, even though I wasn't use to it I trusted in myself to execute.
- I feel like I have broken through something that has been holding me back for quite a while. It's like even though you are talking to these girls in a place like CQ, it still feels like a big step to be taking home the most attractive girls in a place like that. These are the same girls the football players, and rich successful dudes are fighting over and it's a massive breakthrough to know (actually know) that you are on par with these dudes.
What's next:
- This has probably been the most inspiring thing for me in the past 6 months or so. During uni times I've found it hard to really focus on the things I should have been. Get the skill set down, get it all together. Treat this shit seriously. I have gone out a lot and sometimes I just assume that going out takes care of it all, it's time to really take account of what I am doing when I go out. Work on specific things and really keep track of it all.
- More daytimes, more dates, and really following through. I need to be sleeping with more girls and even going for lesser quality girls to be more comfortable with it all. So when these incredible girls turn up it's not as bigger deal as it was this time… I have definitely been guilty of that whole thing line of reasoning of the girl wasn't inspiring and I need to really remind myself that this is a completely unrealistic thought process. Even this girl from Saturday who was basically a perfect 10 on paper, is not someone who is not perfect. Having that idea that I am going to find a perfect girl is totally fucked and I need to come to terms with that.
Onwards and upwards mother fuckers!!!
To cut a long story short on Saturday night after hours of fucking around and having an awesome time in the city, I went to CQ and pulled one of the hottest birds from the place. I got her back to my place and although it didn't go down it was still a MASSIVE victory for me and something I have been closing in on for so long and has almost felt out of reach.
So I'll start the story from when I got to the club. Having been out all night embarking on various shenanigans and basically just having a pretty awesome time with the crew and random girls from other little bars, I get to CQ. Immediately it feels like you have stepped up a level and are playing in a different league. It took me a little while to acclimatise to the new environment, but I knew the only way I was going to do that was to follow the process. I started talking to a girl at the bar who wasn't that inspiring aesthetically but served a purpose to warm up with. At the same time I was reminding myself in my head 'talk, test, touch'. All the basics and just got things flowing a bit with her. After a few minutes walked away and started talking to some other girls. Like is often the case with this venue, a few hook for a bit, many have boyfriends or partners, and many just walk away taken in by the spell of the crazy environment.
Anyway after probably an hour of being there, I see a girl I had briefly talked to a couple of months prior. I went in and got my waffle on. Took her to the bar, at this point of the night everyone is a little drunk and we decided to both get waters. Keep chatting light physicality (holding her hand). Lead to the couches and sit down to chat for a bit. I learn a bit more about her, although she is being really short with her answers. One word or two word answers, I bust her on this and call her a retard or something. Eventually starts opening up a little more find out she has just finished her degree in Osteopathy and is now just about to become a fully qualified doctor. I qualified a little with this saying that it is awesome that she decided to do this, even though most girls that looked like she did would just take the easy route and get everything given to them instead of working hard for what they want etc. Also screen a little see what's happening for her night.
At this point a few chode dudes start trying to steal her away from me, but I'm solid with it all and she's not going away. My mate comes in and helps things out as well by talking to the dude about AFL haha… We go dance for a bit, a bit more escalation. Makeout a little (but not too much to ruin things). Every dude on the dance floor is looking at her and I and I probably had at least 3 or 4 try to come in and steal her from me. No problems, they're all fucking chodes and they don't even know what to say to a girl. I get her back every time. It's getting close to closing time. I screen for logistics a little more, go for the pull but she says she wants to stay for a bit. I'm in no hurry. Patience. I had it clearly in my mind, I'm leaving when she leaves. If this is going to go down I need to be walking out with her. Anyway we go sit down chat a little more and eventually decide she's coming back to my place. It's about 5am at this time and the lights start turning on (closing time). Get up leave, get my coat leave the place and look for a cab. It took quite a while getting a cab, but that was cool (little things like that use to freak me out if the pull wasn't going perfectly but it was like whatever, it's not a problem so she didn't see it as a problem).
I get her back to my place and this is the only place that I really didn't capitalise and kinda choded out. I have slept with some pretty attractive girls but this one was just on a different level, holy fuck she was so hot and I guess I really just didn't want to fuck things up. When I got her in my bed I failed to escalate like I should have and cause it was so late (around 6:30am at this time) we kinda just fell asleep. I'm not going to pretend it was justified for me to have let this happen but it was a totally different and unfamiliar experience for me to be in a bed next to a girl who is as hot as the girls on magazines and who has dated football players and the like.
Anyway woke up the next day chatted with her for quite a bit got to know her some more, had some breakfast with her and took her home.
Lessons:
- You have to be the one to give yourself permission. Things could have gone down but I didn't give myself permission to do so. She would have complied but I just failed to lead things down that path.
- Girls of that quality are really no different than other girls. It's just a different version of the same thing.
- I am on that level. This is the elite shit and I'm already there. You are enough doesn't just apply to 7's and 8's it applies exactly the same with these turbo girls. It's like logically I knew that but I really hadn't felt it until then. There is nothing separating me from this quality of girls.
Victories:
- I played the whole thing by the book, from the start right through until when she was in my bed. At no point did I doubt myself, even though I wasn't use to it I trusted in myself to execute.
- I feel like I have broken through something that has been holding me back for quite a while. It's like even though you are talking to these girls in a place like CQ, it still feels like a big step to be taking home the most attractive girls in a place like that. These are the same girls the football players, and rich successful dudes are fighting over and it's a massive breakthrough to know (actually know) that you are on par with these dudes.
What's next:
- This has probably been the most inspiring thing for me in the past 6 months or so. During uni times I've found it hard to really focus on the things I should have been. Get the skill set down, get it all together. Treat this shit seriously. I have gone out a lot and sometimes I just assume that going out takes care of it all, it's time to really take account of what I am doing when I go out. Work on specific things and really keep track of it all.
- More daytimes, more dates, and really following through. I need to be sleeping with more girls and even going for lesser quality girls to be more comfortable with it all. So when these incredible girls turn up it's not as bigger deal as it was this time… I have definitely been guilty of that whole thing line of reasoning of the girl wasn't inspiring and I need to really remind myself that this is a completely unrealistic thought process. Even this girl from Saturday who was basically a perfect 10 on paper, is not someone who is not perfect. Having that idea that I am going to find a perfect girl is totally fucked and I need to come to terms with that.
Onwards and upwards mother fuckers!!!
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Alex Melbourne Bootcamp
19- 21, November 2010
Jeffy & Alex, Sydney Bootcamp
24-26 November 2011
M.
19- 21, November 2010
Jeffy & Alex, Sydney Bootcamp
24-26 November 2011
M.
great stuff mate, melbourne versus perth in the state of origin!
So here's a serious post for everyone complete with some pretty massive lessons for myself.
To cut a long story short on Saturday night after hours of fucking around and having an awesome time in the city, I went to CQ and pulled one of the hottest birds from the place. I got her back to my place and although it didn't go down it was still a MASSIVE victory for me and something I have been closing in on for so long and has almost felt out of reach.
So I'll start the story from when I got to the club. Having been out all night embarking on various shenanigans and basically just having a pretty awesome time with the crew and random girls from other little bars, I get to CQ. Immediately it feels like you have stepped up a level and are playing in a different league. It took me a little while to acclimatise to the new environment, but I knew the only way I was going to do that was to follow the process. I started talking to a girl at the bar who wasn't that inspiring aesthetically but served a purpose to warm up with. At the same time I was reminding myself in my head 'talk, test, touch'. All the basics and just got things flowing a bit with her. After a few minutes walked away and started talking to some other girls. Like is often the case with this venue, a few hook for a bit, many have boyfriends or partners, and many just walk away taken in by the spell of the crazy environment.
Anyway after probably an hour of being there, I see a girl I had briefly talked to a couple of months prior. I went in and got my waffle on. Took her to the bar, at this point of the night everyone is a little drunk and we decided to both get waters. Keep chatting light physicality (holding her hand). Lead to the couches and sit down to chat for a bit. I learn a bit more about her, although she is being really short with her answers. One word or two word answers, I bust her on this and call her a retard or something. Eventually starts opening up a little more find out she has just finished her degree in Osteopathy and is now just about to become a fully qualified doctor. I qualified a little with this saying that it is awesome that she decided to do this, even though most girls that looked like she did would just take the easy route and get everything given to them instead of working hard for what they want etc. Also screen a little see what's happening for her night.
At this point a few chode dudes start trying to steal her away from me, but I'm solid with it all and she's not going away. My mate comes in and helps things out as well by talking to the dude about AFL haha… We go dance for a bit, a bit more escalation. Makeout a little (but not too much to ruin things). Every dude on the dance floor is looking at her and I and I probably had at least 3 or 4 try to come in and steal her from me. No problems, they're all fucking chodes and they don't even know what to say to a girl. I get her back every time. It's getting close to closing time. I screen for logistics a little more, go for the pull but she says she wants to stay for a bit. I'm in no hurry. Patience. I had it clearly in my mind, I'm leaving when she leaves. If this is going to go down I need to be walking out with her. Anyway we go sit down chat a little more and eventually decide she's coming back to my place. It's about 5am at this time and the lights start turning on (closing time). Get up leave, get my coat leave the place and look for a cab. It took quite a while getting a cab, but that was cool (little things like that use to freak me out if the pull wasn't going perfectly but it was like whatever, it's not a problem so she didn't see it as a problem).
I get her back to my place and this is the only place that I really didn't capitalise and kinda choded out. I have slept with some pretty attractive girls but this one was just on a different level, holy fuck she was so hot and I guess I really just didn't want to fuck things up. When I got her in my bed I failed to escalate like I should have and cause it was so late (around 6:30am at this time) we kinda just fell asleep. I'm not going to pretend it was justified for me to have let this happen but it was a totally different and unfamiliar experience for me to be in a bed next to a girl who is as hot as the girls on magazines and who has dated football players and the like.
Anyway woke up the next day chatted with her for quite a bit got to know her some more, had some breakfast with her and took her home.
Lessons:
- You have to be the one to give yourself permission. Things could have gone down but I didn't give myself permission to do so. She would have complied but I just failed to lead things down that path.
- Girls of that quality are really no different than other girls. It's just a different version of the same thing.
- I am on that level. This is the elite shit and I'm already there. You are enough doesn't just apply to 7's and 8's it applies exactly the same with these turbo girls. It's like logically I knew that but I really hadn't felt it until then. There is nothing separating me from this quality of girls.
Victories:
- I played the whole thing by the book, from the start right through until when she was in my bed. At no point did I doubt myself, even though I wasn't use to it I trusted in myself to execute.
- I feel like I have broken through something that has been holding me back for quite a while. It's like even though you are talking to these girls in a place like CQ, it still feels like a big step to be taking home the most attractive girls in a place like that. These are the same girls the football players, and rich successful dudes are fighting over and it's a massive breakthrough to know (actually know) that you are on par with these dudes.
What's next:
- This has probably been the most inspiring thing for me in the past 6 months or so. During uni times I've found it hard to really focus on the things I should have been. Get the skill set down, get it all together. Treat this shit seriously. I have gone out a lot and sometimes I just assume that going out takes care of it all, it's time to really take account of what I am doing when I go out. Work on specific things and really keep track of it all.
- More daytimes, more dates, and really following through. I need to be sleeping with more girls and even going for lesser quality girls to be more comfortable with it all. So when these incredible girls turn up it's not as bigger deal as it was this time… I have definitely been guilty of that whole thing line of reasoning of the girl wasn't inspiring and I need to really remind myself that this is a completely unrealistic thought process. Even this girl from Saturday who was basically a perfect 10 on paper, is not someone who is not perfect. Having that idea that I am going to find a perfect girl is totally fucked and I need to come to terms with that.
Onwards and upwards mother fuckers!!!
To cut a long story short on Saturday night after hours of fucking around and having an awesome time in the city, I went to CQ and pulled one of the hottest birds from the place. I got her back to my place and although it didn't go down it was still a MASSIVE victory for me and something I have been closing in on for so long and has almost felt out of reach.
So I'll start the story from when I got to the club. Having been out all night embarking on various shenanigans and basically just having a pretty awesome time with the crew and random girls from other little bars, I get to CQ. Immediately it feels like you have stepped up a level and are playing in a different league. It took me a little while to acclimatise to the new environment, but I knew the only way I was going to do that was to follow the process. I started talking to a girl at the bar who wasn't that inspiring aesthetically but served a purpose to warm up with. At the same time I was reminding myself in my head 'talk, test, touch'. All the basics and just got things flowing a bit with her. After a few minutes walked away and started talking to some other girls. Like is often the case with this venue, a few hook for a bit, many have boyfriends or partners, and many just walk away taken in by the spell of the crazy environment.
Anyway after probably an hour of being there, I see a girl I had briefly talked to a couple of months prior. I went in and got my waffle on. Took her to the bar, at this point of the night everyone is a little drunk and we decided to both get waters. Keep chatting light physicality (holding her hand). Lead to the couches and sit down to chat for a bit. I learn a bit more about her, although she is being really short with her answers. One word or two word answers, I bust her on this and call her a retard or something. Eventually starts opening up a little more find out she has just finished her degree in Osteopathy and is now just about to become a fully qualified doctor. I qualified a little with this saying that it is awesome that she decided to do this, even though most girls that looked like she did would just take the easy route and get everything given to them instead of working hard for what they want etc. Also screen a little see what's happening for her night.
At this point a few chode dudes start trying to steal her away from me, but I'm solid with it all and she's not going away. My mate comes in and helps things out as well by talking to the dude about AFL haha… We go dance for a bit, a bit more escalation. Makeout a little (but not too much to ruin things). Every dude on the dance floor is looking at her and I and I probably had at least 3 or 4 try to come in and steal her from me. No problems, they're all fucking chodes and they don't even know what to say to a girl. I get her back every time. It's getting close to closing time. I screen for logistics a little more, go for the pull but she says she wants to stay for a bit. I'm in no hurry. Patience. I had it clearly in my mind, I'm leaving when she leaves. If this is going to go down I need to be walking out with her. Anyway we go sit down chat a little more and eventually decide she's coming back to my place. It's about 5am at this time and the lights start turning on (closing time). Get up leave, get my coat leave the place and look for a cab. It took quite a while getting a cab, but that was cool (little things like that use to freak me out if the pull wasn't going perfectly but it was like whatever, it's not a problem so she didn't see it as a problem).
I get her back to my place and this is the only place that I really didn't capitalise and kinda choded out. I have slept with some pretty attractive girls but this one was just on a different level, holy fuck she was so hot and I guess I really just didn't want to fuck things up. When I got her in my bed I failed to escalate like I should have and cause it was so late (around 6:30am at this time) we kinda just fell asleep. I'm not going to pretend it was justified for me to have let this happen but it was a totally different and unfamiliar experience for me to be in a bed next to a girl who is as hot as the girls on magazines and who has dated football players and the like.
Anyway woke up the next day chatted with her for quite a bit got to know her some more, had some breakfast with her and took her home.
Lessons:
- You have to be the one to give yourself permission. Things could have gone down but I didn't give myself permission to do so. She would have complied but I just failed to lead things down that path.
- Girls of that quality are really no different than other girls. It's just a different version of the same thing.
- I am on that level. This is the elite shit and I'm already there. You are enough doesn't just apply to 7's and 8's it applies exactly the same with these turbo girls. It's like logically I knew that but I really hadn't felt it until then. There is nothing separating me from this quality of girls.
Victories:
- I played the whole thing by the book, from the start right through until when she was in my bed. At no point did I doubt myself, even though I wasn't use to it I trusted in myself to execute.
- I feel like I have broken through something that has been holding me back for quite a while. It's like even though you are talking to these girls in a place like CQ, it still feels like a big step to be taking home the most attractive girls in a place like that. These are the same girls the football players, and rich successful dudes are fighting over and it's a massive breakthrough to know (actually know) that you are on par with these dudes.
What's next:
- This has probably been the most inspiring thing for me in the past 6 months or so. During uni times I've found it hard to really focus on the things I should have been. Get the skill set down, get it all together. Treat this shit seriously. I have gone out a lot and sometimes I just assume that going out takes care of it all, it's time to really take account of what I am doing when I go out. Work on specific things and really keep track of it all.
- More daytimes, more dates, and really following through. I need to be sleeping with more girls and even going for lesser quality girls to be more comfortable with it all. So when these incredible girls turn up it's not as bigger deal as it was this time… I have definitely been guilty of that whole thing line of reasoning of the girl wasn't inspiring and I need to really remind myself that this is a completely unrealistic thought process. Even this girl from Saturday who was basically a perfect 10 on paper, is not someone who is not perfect. Having that idea that I am going to find a perfect girl is totally fucked and I need to come to terms with that.
Onwards and upwards mother fuckers!!!
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best thread now!
__________________
Expression not Impression.
www.alexattitude.com :for a full list of Alexander~'s in depth inner game articles
-Alexander~ on Facebook- -Alexander~ On Twitter-
www.alexattitude.com :for a full list of Alexander~'s in depth inner game articles
-Alexander~ on Facebook- -Alexander~ On Twitter-
No idea this thread existed, awesome. Good to be back on 'the path'
-Spring (aka the enlightened one LOL)
-Spring (aka the enlightened one LOL)
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No Retreat, No Surrender: Field Reports from Spring
Alex Bootcamp - Review
Melbourne September 16 - 18 2010
Send that bitch a smiley face. Bitches love smiley faces.
Alex Bootcamp - Review
Melbourne September 16 - 18 2010
Send that bitch a smiley face. Bitches love smiley faces.
haha awesome melby crew. fuck you guys got good.
inspiring shit.
inspiring shit.
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Achilles~
RSD, my brothers of the game. I'd rather roll beside you than any chode group of thousands.
Let no man forget how awesome we are, we are LIONS!
Do you know what's there, waiting, inside that venue?
Glory! Take it! it's YOURS!
- Bootcamp with Alex~
Ft Kimball & Pyro~
TEAM: TONITE ONLY
- RSD World Summit 2.0
QLD, Australia. Represent.
The Legend of Achilles~
RSD, my brothers of the game. I'd rather roll beside you than any chode group of thousands.
Let no man forget how awesome we are, we are LIONS!
Do you know what's there, waiting, inside that venue?
Glory! Take it! it's YOURS!
- Bootcamp with Alex~
Ft Kimball & Pyro~
TEAM: TONITE ONLY
- RSD World Summit 2.0
QLD, Australia. Represent.
The Legend of Achilles~









Alexander~
Instructor | Trusted Member
Join Date: 05/15/2007 | Posts: 2939
Melby crew stepping to perth crew and saying... bring it.
Alexander~
Just post this in my journal but fuck it...this a good start to a new Melby thread...
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WEDSNESDAY NIGHT ADVENTURES...
Crazy weird drunken adventures unfolded the other night with the crew. Im mostly poor without a job but am still getting money from the government every 2 weeks, so i had the casino=make more money running through my mind that night.
Start off with pre's at mine. Slaughtering a slab of beer with the Ajax, Goodspin, Scooter man and Alexander~. Wednesday night has been absolutely shit with the turn out of girls in clubs lately (who cares?!). I accidentally managed to stab my eye on a green pointy plant, the night before, that looked like this...
I had bent down pretty quickly to pick up some rubbish, it was dark so i couldn't see that well (ironically my sight was worse after this incident). Boom, my left eye ball went straight into the point of the stem. These stems are pretty thick and solid and don't flex without a little force, having said that, the impact at which i had hit the tip of the stem had caused the tip to bend upwards bouncing off my eyeball and now sliding up between the surface of my eye ball and eye lid and stabbed and pierced the upper area of my eye ball socket. Absolutely fuckin killed aye!
So as we were smashing the slab of beer. My left eye was in too much pain, so in the midst of my drunken state i decided to redeem the balance by dividing the pain equally across both eyes. I took a bottle placed the screw cap on my right eye (i have seen people open a bottle with there eye before). I started twisting. It started undoing, the pain was too much, so i finished the job off with my arm (The stupidity that comes along with drinking a lot is priceless!). The negative pain in both my left and right eye had canceled each other out. As they say, 2 negatives make a positive lol (btw my eye was closed at the time so i wasnt risking loss of eyesight, thats actual stupidity).
We head into the city. Find a dark alleyway down our local Chinatown and proceed to take a slash. Come back out onto the streets. Goodspin~ has decided to grab a foam box he found beside a nearby dumpster then proceeded to smash it over our heads. I had fallen to the concrete ground as i heard random bypasses laughing at me. Ouch!... We continue on our journey, bouncing around a few quiet venues nicely harassing boys and girls inside the venues. Some love us, some hate us. Just as I made out with a girl i find out that she was from New Zealand. I had a terrible experience with a fuckin Kiwi the other day so even though she wanted me to slide my dong inside her instead i trolled her ass fuckin hardcore. I setup her expectations of her winning me tonight then i brutally killed those expectations. She liked me enough to emotionally take me back in, so i rebuilt those expectations again only to once more brutally slaughter them...mwhahah…
We bounced to another bar across the road. Talked to a few moles + more drinks. Scooter man and Alexander~ were in talking to some other girls. After an hour of this, we get kicked out for some bullshit reason. The bouncers were faggots. The other mates didn't get the girls numbers. So Scooter man changes the clothing, threw on a hat, then managed to trick the bouncer to get back in. He got the number, we are all back on the street.
This next bit was fuckin crazy. There were these 2 young black girls that looked like mediterranean hookers! Apparently Goodspin~ who just came off the julien/tyler hotseat had provoked these 2 mediterranean hookers by saying shit like "your dead to me" (from Julian), and these 2 moles just flipped the fuck out and started fighting him. I thought this was hilarious. I didn't exactly help break it up either. Instead i shouted at the mediterranean hookers saying false statements like, "he just squirted sauce on your legs!, i wouldn't take that shit", "i would keep punching him for that!". Even though i was now wasted, i still managed to have enough intuition to get the camera out and record some of it. As i was recording, one of the mediterranean hookers came up from behind me without relizing and scratched my right fuckin eye!! Nooo now the pain was unbalanced again and my eyes were in pain. The beer helped numb most of it though. Heres a little of the video. You'll notice after i get attacked by the other mediterranean hooker, i start bouncing away from her whilst still recording for my own safety and evidence. Woooo.
As the mediterranean hooker walks away and i stopped filming, I was hidden behind some pile of bricks. The police had now pulled up and were after the 2 mediterranean hookers. I started walking away with Goodspin~ and the police must not have seen us or saw that i was the one running away from the girl and didn't care about me. Alexander~ and Scooter man were further back and had gotten into a taxi. Got a text to meet at the casino. Sweeeeet!! I have been holding out for the casino all night. Reunite with the crew at the casino, more beers, over to the Roulette tables. Lost my first $50. Wasn't happy but fuck it. Went and withdrew $200. Back to the tables. i place a few bets around the number 17. As the guy had spun the ball around that spinning thing i yelled out, "the number 17 would be good mate". It landed on 17. I had won $500. The next few go's the crew were provoking me to place it all on the tables. I half listened to them and lost $100 but then decided fuck it im walking away a happy man..
More beers, leave, jump into a taxi. Taxi man pulled over and tried to kick us out cuz our vibe was too awesome. He failed to do so. Arrive at another club we got tipped of about from a girl (Scooter man got her number back at the previous club) but its fucking closed. We meet 2 girls standing on the street that Scooter man and Alexander~ were talking to at the previous club. Its 3:30 in the morning on a Wednesday. Everything is closed. So they pulled there girls n fucked em n we all call it a night….Fun times!!
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