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when i was in new york 2 weeks ago my friend basil whom i was staying with would have a little ching chong deliver two 40 packs of beer (tecate, bud, brooklyn lager, different everyday) and an extra large pizza every single day. we would eat and drink for 2 hours before we went out listening to the new ludacris album and watching evangelion with the volume all the way down. i've probably drank at least 160-180 beers the whole trip plus drinks purchased at the bar and ever since i've gone home i've been continuing this vacationlike diet at home. i've probably gained like 10lbs and it fucking sucks because i haven't been going to the gym mainly because i can't afford to pay the 105$ monthly fee.

maybe i'm just getting my body prepared for the superfuture party.

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when i was in new york 2 weeks ago my friend basil whom i was staying with

I know a kid from new york named basil, is this kid you referring to a white guy and lives by tompkins square park?

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there's lots of new things i want to have a go with, activities, women, etc.

but the fear of failing keeps me from really trying for any of them...

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on the skateboarding thing... i got a split eyebrow yesterday night from trying to jump on the board while being totally intoxicated. that was after i tried to open that wine bottle and ended up having it to explode in my hands hence all the cuts on my fingers. fun night.

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there's lots of new things i want to have a go with, activities, women, etc.

but the fear of failing keeps me from really trying for any of them...

quit being a bitch

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I know a kid from new york named basil, is this kid you referring to a white guy and lives by tompkins square park?
nah he lives in east village.

So it is the same kid?

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there's lots of new things i want to have a go with, activities, women, etc.

but the fear of failing keeps me from really trying for any of them...

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failing is part of the game and failures are always funny when you've succeeded.

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i really think you'd learn a lot from going to nicaragua too for a few months. and if you want to be someone then be that person what are you waiting for ?

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Edit: I have no excuse, actually.

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there's lots of new things i want to have a go with, activities, women, etc.

but the fear of failing keeps me from really trying for any of them...

there was this russian girl that worked in a coffee shop i used to go to i had a huge crush on a couple of years back. she was a fucking 9.8/10. i said fuck it and manned up and asked her on a date, thought i was gonna have a heart attack in the process.

long story short she said no and i felt like a giant tool for a few days after. but the funny part was, she quit her job the next day, and now whenever i run into her on the street she either crosses to the other side or bows her head down to avoid me and walks into poles and other funny shit like that.

moral of the story, even if u dont succeed with women u can make them feel uncomfortable as fuck for rejecting you without saying a word.

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there's lots of new things i want to have a go with, activities, women, etc.

but the fear of failing keeps me from really trying for any of them...

unkIVvjZc9Y

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when i was a lil kid and i discovered 2001, me and my one friend listened to still dre and spent a long time trying to figure out what "still puffing my leafs" meant and we came to the conclusion that it meant popping the tongues of his adidas

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when i was a lil kid and i discovered 2001, me and my one friend listened to still dre and spent a long time trying to figure out what "still puffing my leafs" meant and we came to the conclusion that it meant popping the tongues of his adidas

haha holy shit i just put 2001 on and i read this. puff them leaves.

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So it is the same kid?

Words. I thought Tompkins was in east village, unless I'm completely wrong.

If it is. Then he (Basil) is a bitch ass.

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im pretending not to have feelings for you so we can keep having sex because you aren't looking for anything right now after getting your heart broken

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Good thing they only call it a final, and its not that final really in life.

good luck.

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this weekend was bust. went to a shitty bar for a friend's birthday, almost got into a fight there, and when we were leaving, I ran into this old coworker and her gay dude coworker. Her and I went on a few dates last summer, and she insisted I go back to her place with them and party with her friends and roommates who were meeting up there.

I go, and 15min after we arrive, she announces she's tired and heads to bed. Her friend proceeds to make really uncomfortable passes at me, and when I tell him to back off and I don't play for that team, he actually tells me "no, you're not straight". His logic was because I knew of the most popular gay bar in my town, that I must be gay. Kept making drinks and trying to feed them to me, telling me to take off my jacket and relax, so fucking uncomfortable. The girl told me I could sleep on the couch but with this guy I wasn't about to stick around.

Her roommate and bf come in to a stranger putting dishes away in their kitchen (me), and her roommate says that I and the creeper must roll because they're all going to bed. I told her I was offered the couch, and now the original group I was out with are all asleep so I'm kinda stuck. She says it's cool, and then he decides he's staying too, just on the floor. He starts turning all the lights off and I dip.

Since it's now 4am and my friend's house is almost a 30min walk away, I wait in the stairwell to stay warm. A while passes and the guy opens up the door to head out for food or something. He starts telling me to come back inside. I say I'm waiting for a friend and then I'll be going. He keeps suggesting I stay and I walk out onto the street. A minute later I hear him calling my name. He fucking follows me almost all the way back to my friend's place, trying to stop me, or turn me around, or keeps calling me "restrictive". I eventually told him to fuck off and leave me alone and thank god he got the hint. This guy reinforced all the worst stereotypes, and I've never felt so uncomfortable and creeped out.

Oh, and then I spent 2 hours sitting out on a porch in near-0 temperatures because nobody would pick up the phone. amazingly I've got no signs of sickness today, or exhaustion from the 3 hours of sleep.

So uh, confession: I regret not punching the dude in the face for being such a persistent, creepy little fucker. Apparently a solid "no" isn't enough.

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