Finally posting old notes
Last Tuesday went to Bond with Fisto and some others. The girls here are insane...
I arrive first and grab a drink from the open bar (some kind of Bacardi event?) and while I'm waiting a Filipino girl from the UK visiting her Dad here opens me. She's with some guy friends and is a little drunk. I'm not really trying to game her but staring at her when she talks to me and pulling her in when I talk to her. I'm not attracted to her at all, she's dressed like a hipster (fashion design student), has shorter hair, has no boobs.. She attempts to reengage me during the night a couple times... the ones you don't want always want you more...
I should have broken off and opened girls instead of hanging at our table inside...
Wednesday I go to Palladium for some kind of fashion show thing, I show up late so I intentionally avoid the gay fashion show stuff... it's mostly gays and ladyboys, a few girls but they are in big groups of gays. I stall out on opening a group of 3 girls and a persistent black dude hooks the group and I see him leave with the hot one in that group later on. I go to Time early - hookers, some dude bachelor party, there is 1 mediocre white girl in a group of 6 guys.. I don't stay long..
Thursday Bond had 0 people at about 12:30, so I check out Palladium again. Curly has a VIP table with some friends, long story short, one super cute friend is into me, is wanting to come to Time with all of us, but has to go to work at 5am. I see her give her card to a Filipino server, she gives me one too.. on the cab ride she is obsessed with me touching me from the backseat and saying my name... but inside Time she isn't saying a word and goes cold... She didn't respond to my texts this weekend but tells me to come out to Time on Monday (where she is a promoter apparently too). I realize my mistake - I didn't set the pace of the interaction earlier my making it sexual, and I didn't call her on the bullshit for giving out a card (which isn't the same as giving a guy your number). I should have reverse-carded her when she pulled that shit.
Friday I am awoken at 9:30 am by hammering which goes almost non-stop until 5pm. I don't get great sleep again and when I get out of bed I feel like I've been run over by a truck. I barely eat and don't go out at night, next day I barely eat again but go out to Republic with Fisto THC and some others. I've barely eaten and every 30 mins I head to the toilet to empty what little I have out of me in liquid form. My tongue is bright yellow and I barely have any energy. I chat with a girl and she seems borderline interested but keep saying the word "friends" over and over in sentences. She is talking down about her sister doing some slutty things with guys in our group and saying she's not like that. That she likes to go on at least 3 dates because sex is better with someone you really know and trust. Later she slips me her card and doesn't want anyone in the group to see. I felt kinda shitty for her doing this - what, you aren't happy to be associated/interested with me? Again I should have reverse-carded her and said if you want to meet up, text me, I don't take cards...
Later while talking to another girl and having a drink I excuse myself and throw up liquid, I decide its time to gather what energy I have and escape home.
I end up out of it until Wednesday and barely leave the house except to buy water and a little food.
Not a whole lot memorable happens Wed/Thu that I remember.
Fri I have a date at M Cafe from a girl on DIA. She is an exec somewhere and maybe too logical like me. She kept using callback humor about things and was giving me advice on the area and was easy to talk to but the vibe was friend to friend. At Palladium I don't really get anything going. At Time I have a short freelance girl with big boobs and a little chubby super horny from biting her neck and pulling on her hair. I tell her I don't pay for girls and she and her friend say that's fine, just be nice and pay for taxi. I say ok. After another drink I feel conflicted. She asks when I want to leave. I say sorry I can't. Success barrier? Trust issues? I wonder about all the times I went to shitty clubs in Bangkok - if I was given the chance to shore there, would I take it if the time came?
Sat I have a date at 4 at SBUX that goes OK, she is not as cute as her pictures. I might still invite her over for a swim in the pool.
Another date at 8PM for a beer in Greenbelt. This one is a little bit shy. No job here yet, she moved from Bicol province for work but her parents seem to pay for things. 21, super skinny maybe 95 pounds. Doesn't really have many friends here yet she says. She keeps offering to help pay for drinks (so refreshing, I let her buy a round one time). We got for another drink at another restaurant and chat more. Go for a 3rd drink downstairs next to Havana. She dated an american in Cebu that cheated on her and told her he was 28 but actually 41. She is holding my hand at this point and fascinated at my smooth hands and white skin (girls here tell me I have 'girl hands' because they're so smooth).
Offer to go for drink at home, watch some youtube in bed, lights out, and its over. Manila dry spell over. Amazing body, very sweet and not at all needy (yet). I think as a result of being hurt before is a little hesitant. Good for her. I will probably see her again.
Last Tuesday went to Bond with Fisto and some others. The girls here are insane...
I arrive first and grab a drink from the open bar (some kind of Bacardi event?) and while I'm waiting a Filipino girl from the UK visiting her Dad here opens me. She's with some guy friends and is a little drunk. I'm not really trying to game her but staring at her when she talks to me and pulling her in when I talk to her. I'm not attracted to her at all, she's dressed like a hipster (fashion design student), has shorter hair, has no boobs.. She attempts to reengage me during the night a couple times... the ones you don't want always want you more...
I should have broken off and opened girls instead of hanging at our table inside...
Wednesday I go to Palladium for some kind of fashion show thing, I show up late so I intentionally avoid the gay fashion show stuff... it's mostly gays and ladyboys, a few girls but they are in big groups of gays. I stall out on opening a group of 3 girls and a persistent black dude hooks the group and I see him leave with the hot one in that group later on. I go to Time early - hookers, some dude bachelor party, there is 1 mediocre white girl in a group of 6 guys.. I don't stay long..
Thursday Bond had 0 people at about 12:30, so I check out Palladium again. Curly has a VIP table with some friends, long story short, one super cute friend is into me, is wanting to come to Time with all of us, but has to go to work at 5am. I see her give her card to a Filipino server, she gives me one too.. on the cab ride she is obsessed with me touching me from the backseat and saying my name... but inside Time she isn't saying a word and goes cold... She didn't respond to my texts this weekend but tells me to come out to Time on Monday (where she is a promoter apparently too). I realize my mistake - I didn't set the pace of the interaction earlier my making it sexual, and I didn't call her on the bullshit for giving out a card (which isn't the same as giving a guy your number). I should have reverse-carded her when she pulled that shit.
Friday I am awoken at 9:30 am by hammering which goes almost non-stop until 5pm. I don't get great sleep again and when I get out of bed I feel like I've been run over by a truck. I barely eat and don't go out at night, next day I barely eat again but go out to Republic with Fisto THC and some others. I've barely eaten and every 30 mins I head to the toilet to empty what little I have out of me in liquid form. My tongue is bright yellow and I barely have any energy. I chat with a girl and she seems borderline interested but keep saying the word "friends" over and over in sentences. She is talking down about her sister doing some slutty things with guys in our group and saying she's not like that. That she likes to go on at least 3 dates because sex is better with someone you really know and trust. Later she slips me her card and doesn't want anyone in the group to see. I felt kinda shitty for her doing this - what, you aren't happy to be associated/interested with me? Again I should have reverse-carded her and said if you want to meet up, text me, I don't take cards...
Later while talking to another girl and having a drink I excuse myself and throw up liquid, I decide its time to gather what energy I have and escape home.
I end up out of it until Wednesday and barely leave the house except to buy water and a little food.
Not a whole lot memorable happens Wed/Thu that I remember.
Fri I have a date at M Cafe from a girl on DIA. She is an exec somewhere and maybe too logical like me. She kept using callback humor about things and was giving me advice on the area and was easy to talk to but the vibe was friend to friend. At Palladium I don't really get anything going. At Time I have a short freelance girl with big boobs and a little chubby super horny from biting her neck and pulling on her hair. I tell her I don't pay for girls and she and her friend say that's fine, just be nice and pay for taxi. I say ok. After another drink I feel conflicted. She asks when I want to leave. I say sorry I can't. Success barrier? Trust issues? I wonder about all the times I went to shitty clubs in Bangkok - if I was given the chance to shore there, would I take it if the time came?
Sat I have a date at 4 at SBUX that goes OK, she is not as cute as her pictures. I might still invite her over for a swim in the pool.
Another date at 8PM for a beer in Greenbelt. This one is a little bit shy. No job here yet, she moved from Bicol province for work but her parents seem to pay for things. 21, super skinny maybe 95 pounds. Doesn't really have many friends here yet she says. She keeps offering to help pay for drinks (so refreshing, I let her buy a round one time). We got for another drink at another restaurant and chat more. Go for a 3rd drink downstairs next to Havana. She dated an american in Cebu that cheated on her and told her he was 28 but actually 41. She is holding my hand at this point and fascinated at my smooth hands and white skin (girls here tell me I have 'girl hands' because they're so smooth).
Offer to go for drink at home, watch some youtube in bed, lights out, and its over. Manila dry spell over. Amazing body, very sweet and not at all needy (yet). I think as a result of being hurt before is a little hesitant. Good for her. I will probably see her again.
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