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White Boy Special

Posted: July 22, 2011 in Alpha, Game, Personal Experience
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have you ever found yourself in a place so different from any place you’ve experience before? This is one of those places.

“Dude it will be unlike anything youve experienced before!” he said. My friend was trying to convince me to join him at a dance party taking place out at a secluded beach bar club out by the airport. And we all know nothing lives out by barren waste land airports.

“Alright I’ll go.” I gave in. “Trust me dude you’re gonna love it.” He reassured me.

We arrived around 12:30 and the place was still wasn’t popping; i was having doubts. The place was made up of crusty old men, ugly woman and guys who look like they would take your wallet as soon as they see it. After a few drinks the place started to get interesting. The DJ wasnt the best but the girls were getting warmed up. It was around this time that i said “fuck it. I’m gonna have a good time.” Finally a good DJ came on and all hell broke loose.

I dont know how much North Americans know about Whining, grinding and daggering but there was some serious dancing going on up in this place. The music is so loud everything vibrates, including your clothes. your ears hum from the constant assault of deafing music. Now I know why it’s out by the airport.

By 1am I was loving this place. Most guys just sat around looking rough and maybe slightly bobbing their heads. Not us, we were getting in with the girls. In a place like this you don’t even have to talk to the girls. All you do is go up behind them for a second, grab their waist and put them against you. Sit back and enjoy the ride.

Girls were crazy to say the least. It was a remind white girls can’t move their ass for shit and black girls work it like they’re waxing the hood of a car. My friend and I had these two girls on us when he yells in my ear,  “Dude!!! Your the only white guy in this whole place! Your the fucking guy!” For the rest of the night I tried finding another white guy just to say I wasn’t the only one… But I was. I stood out like a confident swore white thumb. I’ve been in the minority plenty of times but not when its 300 people and you. I’m not complaining, I had a blast!

Number closing in a place where you cant even hear yourself think is impossible. But holy hell it was good time and a hell of an experience.


Guess who got laid… Thats right. This guy!

Thursday night I took out my blind date for a second date. I took her on a little adventure going to several different venues. Dessert and drinks location #1: $30, drinks at location #2: $20, milkshake at location #3: $10, getting laid… PRICELESS.

As that I don’t have my own place I’m limited to where I could take her. So I drove us to what I thought would be a quiet destination. But as luck would have it a car drove by, and stopped. I dropped the condom I was about to tear open and I hopped out of the car with nothing but my pants on. Apparently we were about to romp on someones property. This is the second time I’ve been with a girl in my car and someone has pulled up; at least this time it wasn’t the police. So we moved to the darkest spot of her parent’s drive way.
By this time I was well-worn out from a long day and 3 destinations (not including some dude’s property). I could have done better… but I chose not to.

To no surprise sex complicates things. The problem is that if all goes as planned I’ll be going out with a friend of mine soon after she gets back (Knock on wood). Do I dump blink date now or do I keep her around to see what happens? My options in how I would dump her is even limited; I can’t let my friend who set us up get a shit storm from her.

Is Bad sex better than no sex at all?

On another note…
I was declined from my surefire university of choice. So right now I’m saying to myself “Oh shit.” Because unless I’m extremely lucky I’m going to be stuck for another year in the cubicle farm.
So what then? Do I spend another year slowly killing myself slowly for a four year tunnel dream? Then what? Rejoin the cubicle farm to pay off my golden years?

Right now, 1 hour after this saddest of news I’m thinking of moving. Start fresh somewhere else with $24,000. In my head moving to some surf-all-day country sounds really awesome but what would that look like in 20 years? To be quite honest I’m scared shitless.
I realize modern western world society has programmed us to believe university  is the end all and be all. But what better options are there?