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Was literally about to post that I had chilled out, calmed down and had a beer to mull it over. Had decided to just call her tomorrow and tell her whats what. But as soon as I started typing she called me, and said she was lonely, I told her I was sorry for overreacting at her (which I did) and now things seem to be pretty chill. So...yay You have a sound point. I want to be the one to steer her away from the drugs, but I want to do it in a way where I'm not forcing her to give it up unwillingly. Plus I go gaga over girls with devious eyes and the devil's smile.

Length and intensity are two separate concepts. I was with her for less than a week, but cared about her more than all of the girls i've talked to combined since my ex. You're totally right Omar, but I dno't think I want to accept it's over already. Most exciting thing that's happened in forever. Alternately, it's inspiring to do crazy shit like this more often.

your goofball answer isn't outside the lines of reason, I just feel I've been bending over backward for her, and she can't miss an episode of a show she'll have all week to watch anyway.

Don't give me the shpiel of I told you so, or tell me what I should have done to avoid it. I knew all along it would come to something like this, but I didn't want it to happen so soon. Where's the romantic thinkers of this thread? Where's the people actually pushing for relationships, and not just self development?

I dropped acid to impress a girl. Dumb story. one sentence.

I need to rant, so allow me to copy paste my today post: [hide=Today... post]I fell hard for this girl. Things started great. Messaging her now, and she's putting me off to watch game of thrones. Clearly little respect for me. She's now claiming she doesn't want a boyfriend and yadda yadda which to me just sounds like "you made an ass of yourself, later dude". Dm;hs? Still sucks. I was really really into her. But she did say she's willing to revert to pre-relationship so there's a good chance I'll still end up casually dating her. Let's set the story: Wednesday Had school. Talked about BDSM in class. Got all riled up. Went to see her (which is a day earlier than planned). Best day of the week in my opinion. Went to see the Incredible Burt Wonderstone which was eh, but we fooled around a bit in the theater and almost got caught. Super fun. Took her to her favorite pizza place before that, then went back to her house. Played a little COD together, then ended up banging on her couch. And her floor. It was a little awkward, as neither of us had done anything like that in so long. Went to bed. Thursday Woke up. Don't remember a portion of it. Went to a DJ's studio apartment in search of drugs and DJ availability. Happened along both and ended up doing some coke while she learned how to spin on the vinyl turn tables. Smoked a little weed. I passed out at some point, partially on purpose to avoid having to do more drugs. She got all coked up with her DJ friend and they went off to talk about whatever. Went home late and frazzled. Friday Started nice, she was super hungover from all the drinking and drugs the night before, but we decided to get a hotel to get away from everything. Hung out in the bed for most of the day, little more sexual activity, lot of recovering. Then headed up to this ganky ass urban rave in the dark corner of center city. Sketchy as hell. 250 people packed into a house that was lucky if it could fit 100. The bathroom looked like a cesspool of herpes, puke everywhere, drinks spilled, no room to dance, DJs were iffy, not a good seen. My girl found someone else's hair in her ass crack. Ratchet. Saturday Woke up kinda late, went to her club to meet with her boss, picked up her headlining DJ, chilled with her a bit (DJ Sc@r if you know the hardstyle scene, she's cool as hell). Had a decent time until trying to get to my girl's rave where parking sucked and traffic was ass. She was stressing hard. But this where the story gets less fun. Basically, I'd planned to ask her out on stage at the rave, but the timing was wrong, i was drunk, I didn't fit in well with her crowd, I was having the worst trip ever and it was just real awkward. Oh, not to mention she thought I was hitting on this super model that was chilling at the bar who I was only having a conversation with because she slept with someone I knew from a band that I grew up around. She was plastered, and I wasn't much more sober so it looked a lot like we were flirting. That's fair, but I was honestly just trying to promote my girl's next party. I just happened to fall into a real conversation. But yeah, now she's acting all distant, and I'm starting to feel like I got used for drug money and sex. Which would be all fine and dandy if she didn't tell me she loved me. So...I had a full blown relationship from beginning to end in about a week. Pretty weird. Kinda hurt, but only because I don't want to get over it yet. I want to fight for her. If I can win her back, that'd be great. If there's no chance, then I'll get over it and it'll all just have been part of some crazy college boy weekend. I met the best dudes in the mens room of this club though, weirdly enough. Also my nails are black and my hair is straightened, I wear skinny jeans and I shaved. I'm pretty sure most people thought I was gay that night haha[/hide] I knew this would happen, and while I'm fully capable of getting over it, I don't want to. What can I do to win her back? She said she wants to start back at the "kissing/cuddling/holding hands" stage. Should I just take it from there or should I continue to go for broke? She's told me before she wants to be fought for.

I'm stupid and experimental, forgive me overlord Tim. I fell hard for this girl. Things started great. Messaging her now, and she's putting me off to watch game of thrones. Clearly little respect for me. She's now claiming she doesn't want a boyfriend and yadda yadda which to me just sounds like "you made an ass of yourself, later dude". Dm;hs? Still sucks. I was really really into her. But she did say she's willing to revert to pre-relationship so there's a good chance I'll still end up casually dating her. Let's set the story: Starting with my vlog: Wednesday Had school. Talked about BDSM in class. Got all riled up. Went to see her (which is a day earlier than planned). Best day of the week in my opinion. Went to see the Incredible Burt Wonderstone which was eh, but we fooled around a bit in the theater and almost got caught. Super fun. Took her to her favorite pizza place before that, then went back to her house. Played a little COD together, then ended up banging on her couch. And her floor. It was a little awkward, as neither of us had done anything like that in so long. Went to bed. Thursday Woke up. Don't remember a portion of it. Went to a DJ's studio apartment in search of drugs and DJ availability. Happened along both and ended up doing some coke while she learned how to spin on the vinyl turn tables. Smoked a little weed. I passed out at some point, partially on purpose to avoid having to do more drugs. She got all coked up with her DJ friend and they went off to talk about whatever. Went home late and frazzled. Friday Started nice, she was super hungover from all the drinking and drugs the night before, but we decided to get a hotel to get away from everything. Hung out in the bed for most of the day, little more sexual activity, lot of recovering. Then headed up to this ganky ass urban rave in the dark corner of center city. Sketchy as hell. 250 people packed into a house that was lucky if it could fit 100. The bathroom looked like a cesspool of herpes, puke everywhere, drinks spilled, no room to dance, DJs were iffy, not a good seen. My girl found someone else's hair in her ass crack. Ratchet. Saturday Woke up kinda late, went to her club to meet with her boss, picked up her headlining DJ, chilled with her a bit (DJ Sc@r if you know the hardstyle scene, she's cool as hell). Had a decent time until trying to get to my girl's rave where parking sucked and traffic was ass. She was stressing hard. But this where the story gets less fun. Basically, I'd planned to ask her out on stage at the rave, but the timing was wrong, i was drunk, I didn't fit in well with her crowd, I was having the worst trip ever and it was just real awkward. Oh, not to mention she thought I was hitting on this super model that was chilling at the bar who I was only having a conversation with because she slept with someone I knew from a band that I grew up around. She was plastered, and I wasn't much more sober so it looked a lot like we were flirting. That's fair, but I was honestly just trying to promote my girl's next party. I just happened to fall into a real conversation. But yeah, now she's acting all distant, and I'm starting to feel like I got used for drug money and sex. Which would be all fine and dandy if she didn't tell me she loved me. So...I had a full blown relationship from beginning to end in about a week. Pretty weird. Kinda hurt, but only because I don't want to get over it yet. I want to fight for her. If I can win her back, that'd be great. If there's no chance, then I'll get over it and it'll all just have been part of some crazy college boy weekend. I met the best dudes in the mens room of this club though, weirdly enough. Also my nails are black and my hair is straightened, I wear skinny jeans and I shaved. I'm pretty sure most people thought I was gay that night haha

I'm alive, thanks for wondering guys :P I'm going to get into details in a later post, but the tl;dr is I went on an amazing first date, had sex, dabbled in coke, passed out drunk, got a hotel room, had more sex, went to rave, crashed, went to another rave, dropped acid, had the worst trip ever and somewhere in the middle of it all I'm pretty sure I got myself a girlfriend. But I'm still figuring that out. I mean, she said yes, and we were gold for a couple days, then she saw me talking to someone from my "scene" who happened to be unfairly attractive (i was drunk, she was drunk, and she knew a friend of mine, it was an honest conversation) and did some blow and has barely acknowledged me since. I haven't had the chacne to talk to her about it because she's still coming down. But, more fun details later.

Yup that's actually fairly common. My psych class had a whole seminar on it a couple weeks ago, there's been studies done by actual reputable people, and the "incubus phenomenon" has been in human history for hundreds and hundreds of years accross varied cultures. I think it's like 1 in 30 people claim to have some experience close to it. it's fascinating what the mind is capable of. I'll be keeping up with your blog Tim, can't wait to see some footage. As for mine, I think I'll try to record a bit after class, but I'll be packing and driving out to meet my riot girl, so I might not. I really want to capture how I feel though, it's going to be like filming a unicorn dancing with a leprechaun. Or the Flyers winning a game of hockey this season. Today it's 4am, and I've spent yet another 7 hour block on skype with my riot girl. We decided to push our date to today instead of tomorrow, because my midterm got pushed back. I'll miss out on my group gathering, and some test review but...eh. I found a girl I really like. That's more important to me than some attendance grade. About 15 hours til I get to hold her :D

Leaving a day early to see mah gurl Wish me luck. See you all next week. (hopefully haha)

Same. Making up for it now though haha ;) Nothing like a little compensation :P Trust me I've been known to do the same.

I hope to join the gay marriage discussion, but rather continue it on a separate thread for continuity sake. Sounds like you're suffering sleep paralysis. It's a "fun" phenomenon. Do you ever feel a dark clouded shadow of a woman standing on your chest? it's actually super common. Look into it. Today...today today...just crazy. Stressing over tons of stuff, so many things to pack, think, do and complete. I am all over the place right now. I'm being initiated into a rave society on saturday, i'm trying to do my taxes, I'm being bombarded with electro house, I couldn't find my damn Erich Fromm book (psychoanalysis&religion) and I am SO behind on my projects. Then my trans friend called me to talk about her new shoes for like 20 minutes. GAHHH so many things.

best of luck Tim!

She plays Runescape <3 be still my beating heart. I had a slight hiccup last night, kinda shot myself in the foot. But I'm fixing things. Hard to explain, but I've never wanted anyone so bad in my life. Less than 40 hours til I hold her in my arms :)

I haven't listened to the new The Story So Far album yet, I can't pirate things when I'm up at school and I like to hold off downloading things until higher quality rips come out anyways. It finally comes out today though so I'm sure I'll be all over it on Spotify today though, haha. And the Fall Out Boy song is called "The Phoenix". The verses are well done with some Thnks Fr th Mmrs-esque strings parts and some fantastic vocal work, but the chorus and lyrics are just cringeworthy. I personally liked the last single quite a bit but I'm hoping this new song isn't indicative of the whole thing's quality. Alright, after listening to it, I like it better than the other single they put up, but I know they're capable of so much better. I'm afraid I'll be disappointed by their next album, but I suppose anything is better than Folie-a-Deux

Noxx, what are you talking about? Maybe you have some issues, but it's not going to stop you from being a pilot. It's in your head, you can overcome it using your head. You've already recognized the problem - now delete it. -- I feel weird. Talked to the girl again tonight, but something seemed off. Maybe I was just tired, and she was just stressed. My trust issues are rising, and I want to put it off as stupidity (or just take the humans gonna human route and not care) but...I dunno. It's dumb. She makes me feel good, she makes me smile, but she's like a drug. Closing out of a skype call is like coming down off a high, it kinda blows. Can't wait to see her still, but she keeps adding more and more BS that's going down, like how this chick wants to fight her, this ex wants to get with her, this guys shes moving in with is ignoring her...it's all just so...blah. I just don't feel I'm in a position to really change anything. I just want to enjoy the small amount of time I have with her dammit. Part of me wants more, sure but...it just doesn't seem like an option right now. I'm working all the time and in school, so visiting her is hard, and it's going to get worse when she moves. If I had a place of my own, she could just move in with me. But by now you're going to screech at me for being too far ahead of myself. Which I am. I'm just not in a good position. -sigh- Thursday won't come fast enough.

Did you catch the album leak for the new The Story So Far album? It's phenomenal. I'll have to look up the new FOB song, last I heard was that iffy one with 2Chainz. Today was passover. My grandmom told an adorable story about how she met my granddad. Also I flunked a philosophy exam hardcore. But back to the cute story: She's from NY, graduating in a semester at the age of 16. She's in Richmond visiting her cousin, looking for sponsors to help her go to art school. My granddad lives and Richmond and caught a week of leave before shipping off to Korea (right between WWII and the Korean war). He was about 20. Grandmom's cousin suggests they go to a new year's ball, but they needed to find her a date, so her cousin calls up some random guy from the local school and they go together. He ends up bailing on her, but my granddad was there because Richmond Virginia isn't a huge place, and he knew nearly everyone. He sees her alone and kisses her for new years. He gets a call the next day that his orders to ship out get canceled, so he calls up my grandmom and asks her out on a date. He introduces her to his parents, finds out she's only 16, nearly passes out. But they've been together ever since. They got married in 1950. Neither of them really had any reason to meet, but they did, and it was adorable. I love stories like that.

Chag Sameach to those who also passover :P @Dat_Booty (lol that's fun to say) I know I shouldn't get too attached, but I can't help myself. I know it's got an expiration date that's closer than I'd like, too...but I know hope to handle it. I'll be upset for like a day or two, but I'll be alright in the end. @Saq 17 and 19 is not a huge age difference at all. The problem in that scenario was the parental supervision. American girls (especially of that age) are quite promiscuous.

#yolo

My sleep has no pattern: Fall asleep 3am Monday, wake up at noon Monday (one class + work or friends) Fall asleep 2am Tuesday, wake up 8am Tuesday (4 classes + homework/projects) Fall asleep 4am Wednesday, wake up noon Wednesday (one class + drinking with friends) Fall asleep 3am Thursday, wake up 8am Thursday (4 classes + drinking with friends) Fall asleep when I pass out usually around 3 am Friday. Wake up in time for work Friday night (usually around 4pm) Fall asleep 2am Saturday, wake up 830am Saturday (14 hour work day) Fall asleep 1am (hopefully) Sunday, wake up 830am Sunday (12 hour work day) repeat ...come to think of it, I work almost as much as I sleep haha

So, remember the random girl I mentioned in the last chunk of my spring break video part 2? The one that I gave slight mention to earlier in my postings? My today thread post might spoil a bit, but I'll get more detailed in here cause I know you all love reading my bull crap. Or at least read it. She's awesome. Her literal job is to be a party girl. She plans raves, meets DJs, gets connections, rents spaces, hosts parties and rages hard. She's far from perfect, and I love it. She's like wildfire surging through a forest. On acid. God she makes me smile. But I was in it before I learned more about her, and the more I know the more awesome it becomes. She was a ittle nervous about talking about her drug usage, but assured me she's chilled out with it. She actually reminds me a lot of the rave girl I nearly dated last year. But I suppose they'd all have something in common, right? Anyway, she's of Jewish hertiage (random bonus points in my book), loves beads and acid, especially in combination, professional club dancer, willing to try anything, really into BDSM as a submissive, and she cam girls on the side for extra cash. Oh, and she's got a handful of tattoos, the devil's smile and heart stopping glances. Could she be any more fantastic? Unfortunately, due to her lifstyle, she's moving to NY (like 2 hours up from me) in a month and a half so our 'relationship' will be short lived. She's moving in with an old FwB who's rich out of his mind for free so you know something's going on there. I'm going to have to put up with meeting a bunch of her old scuzzy exes and stuff on Saturday when I party with her, but you know what? I don't care. It's gonna be a little dramatic, she'll likely dose me with something, and I'm gonna have a [bleep]ing blast. It won't last forever, but dammit I'm going to squeeze the life out of every second I spend with her when I move in with her for the allotted time period. It's like a lightbulb's last few seconds of life - shinging brighter than ever before, and than; poof. And it's out. And while there is a fairly designated end point (I think she said like April 15 or something is when she moves) Our light is going to shine BRIGHT until than. And I have the biggest grin on my face.

It might be time to revive that old Alcohol and drugs thread again. Oh god, I was such a kid in that thread in it's first life...totally different person now. Oy. As for the Alcoholics anonymous comment, most of my life is working. I party hard when I can - thus drinking posts. I suppose I could bore you with my trek to be a psychologist...but drinking stories are just much more fun. I'm not really one to talk about breaking rules of drinking. I've had a bottle or two of scotch before, but I'm the kid that mixed Red wine with Green Amp (which is essentially Monster Energy Drink for those not in the loop). It wasn't even to get the "4loko effect" I just wanted a cold carbination mixed in with my boiling hot wine that'd been sitting in my buddy's truck for a month in the summer. But you know. Wild times. Good story actually if you'd like to here it. It involves me almost stealing a boat while the owner was hooking it to his truck, being chased around town by said guy in a giant purple lifted pick up. Dodging cops, and randomly smoking weed with some dudes at a park. Today... I called up the girl I've been talking to the past few days. Talked on Skype for nearly 4 hours. She's the bees knees. I'm crushing pretty hard, but she is too so it's all gucci. I finally found a girl that can make me feel happy and smiley. Best friend request ever.

Forgive the necro bump, but this thread has some glorious links in it. I'd like to contribute, as the girl I'm talking to has gotten me back into this kinda music: This is her friend http://soundcloud.com/nobodyhardcore/n Song is off the hook. EDIT: disclaimer, ignore my posts from this thread before this one. My taste in music was garbage haha. I'd only just begun discovering music on my own and no idea what I was doing. here's some Krewella to make up for my other abominal posts

Origin is EA. And if you're looking for realism, go play the Arma II mod "DayZ". I've survived grenades at my feet, 40mm shells in my knees, and dozens of 7.62 rounds in the firefights of battlefield. Even tripped claymores with not much more than a spook. But I survived. It's a game. If it were more realistic it would cease to be fun. Especially in Air Superiority and anything regarding the AC-130

Dude! You're killing me! You can't cut scotch! bahhhhh @Saq There's no way you won't find a way to get drunk/high at an Example concert. Just socialize a bit. I have faith in you ;) I'll bet it's a blast out there. Rage out for me!