I made friends with a guy from Porto Alegre, he said the way I approached girls he thought I was Brazilian, he said he could accomodate me in Brazil, this sounds hella lit, I alwayz wanted to go to Brazil, my most compatible chicks are Brazilian and should I go this august?
Yday I played poker with my friends, suddenly at midnight after too many shots we have a great idea to go clubbing, we take a taxi to the club. In the club I dance with a good couple of girls with confidence through the roof, at one point I apparently "stole a couple of guys girls" and this group of fags starts getting heated, nearly had a fistfight but bouncer breaks it up.
Upon leaving the club I approach a girl who also happened to be Brazilian like my wingman but from Minas Gerais, she was liking me a lot but then her boyfriend from Russia came from nowhere, I kept it cool, no aggression like last time. Today I woke up to her following me even though I never gave her my ig. And yes dulceacido I will think about this of course but I think if we are talking how my game suits Brazilians then it is probably a perfect match.
Considering how much of an alcoholic I am I can't believe this is the first time I posted in here. I discovered my grandfather's basement and my god I'm gonna have some interesting nights down there now since I just saw how much unaccounted liquor he has. He doesn't even drink really so idk what he saved all the bottles for.
I've been back in the US for 8 months from sea. It fucking sucks. Say what you want about those women, but I heavily prefer them to the attitudes of western women. I've had enough to sample through lol.
Truthfully, I let my drinking habits get me in a near death situation abroad. Now I feel like I'm back to where I was before the trip but I don't see it as a good thing.
I've been hitting the porn hard since the US lol. Just don't look at the girls the same here. Femininity is so missing. I can't tell anybody because they look at me like I have 2 heads.
I love my family in the US, but every time I'm drunk I think about how I could ever tell them I think my future for marriage, finances, and family is better off in SEA.
The trick is to already be drunk when you drink Ouzo so that you loose count how many times you are drunk. Last time that I drank Ouzo, I ended up holding onto the grass so that I would not fall off of the earth.
So a little celebration is in order for me. Yesterday was vesting day at work, so no matter what happens to me at work, I will leave with an intact 401K. Right now I am about 1/3 of a bottle of Chianti in and nursing my second scotch. Using the nice tulip glass for that so that I can smell the full aroma of my MacAllen's that I am drinking.
Laying down the heavies so early would preclude me from going out, so no cool adventures from me tonight. Hopefully some amusing remarks might be spring up.