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hey guys,
so im sure all of you missed me greatly but the past few weeks have been insane busy with moving back to school, getting my new house set up, actually shopping for myself and all the routine stuff i have to do to get back in the routine of living on my own after a lazy ass summer at home. Anyways september went pretty well and i finished up about 17k after getting hit for a bunch the last few days of summer. So for now im pretty much just grinding 2/4 so i can bank some money and get my future set up before i try any more 5/10.
So now that poker is out of the way i can get to my weekend which was awesome and definitely left a few stories to be told. So to start off at the end of september my gf and i broke up, but it wasnt nasty or anything and we stayed pretty good friends. To be honest it was a long distance relationship which was getting kinda hard and going back to different schools where you can meet so many new people kind of led us to go our separate ways. Anyways fast forward to this week and we began talking a lot and it was clear that we both had quite a lot of stuff we needed to talk about. Now my roomate has a gf that goes to the same school so we decided to head down for the weekend and see what developed.
Well i stayed with my gf the first night and basically we both decided that we still loved each other blah blah blah but the distance was to hard and it sucked not seeing each other, and i hate talking on the phone which also made it kinda difficult. Anyways we settled to be that cliche friends with benefits and that was that...
So saturday night arrives and this is where the real story begins. So there is a ton of people at my ex-gf's house and we're all obviously drinking and since we're just "friends" my ex and i are obviously doing the standard talk to other guys/girls to make the other jealous and i start chatting up a girl my roomates gf brought over. Anyways she was pretty cute and definitely fun to talk to, so we all packed up and headed to the bar where things got pretty hilarious.
First things first i was wasted so when i got to the bar i had to take out money to pay for more alchohol and kind of lost track of this girl; but i thought no biggie im in a ****ing bar so for the next few hours i did the standard dance/drink/chat etc. Now during this time i was dancing with other girls in front of my ex/she was dancing with other guys and blatantly trying to make me jealous which was obviously working but all in all we were just having fun and i still assumed id be going home with her that night. So out of nowhere the girl from earlier shows up and starts chatting with me and is kind of all over me. So my ex walks over and im thinking "awesome catfight" but instead she goes on to tell both of us that she's going home with another guy and this girl im talking with is welcome to stay in her bed where ill obviously be sleeping. So my ex peaces out and im left with this girl wondering wtf is going on when this girl tells me she loves to dance and basically drags me onto the dance floor.
Now this is where it gets fun. So we dance for a bit and then obviously start to make out only she was THE WORST kisser ive ever come across in my life. Like i dont mind a subtle bottom lip bite every now and then to mix things up but she was literally attacking my lip and holding onto it for dear life with her teeth which actually hurt a ****load and made me want to get the **** out of there. So i tell her i need to go to the bathroom, she agrees and tells me to wait by a wall outside of the two restrooms. Anyways the second she goes in the door i full out sprint outside of the bar and just start dodging and weaving through streets id never heard of before in my life in the pouring rain. So i get on my phone and start calling my roomate and his gf apparently tripping balls telling them to help me, some crazy ***** is after me, im going to die etc standard drunk babble and they start telling me to look for street signs which i do only they dont recognize any of the names, so finally i ask a random dude where george st is and thank god he was heading there and offered to take me which was awesome. So i finally get back on the right street and just start sprinting down this sidewalk until i finally see my friends who have been trying to guide me to them for like 30 minutes who should have been mad but were to busy laughing at me and my sick getaway story. So i end up going back to roomate's gf's house where i crash soaking wet on the couch.
But like the drunk moron i was i texted my ex and said some dumb sappy **** i dont want to type and it turns out the ***** bluffed me and didnt go home with a random but rather went to a friends house and so she came back to pick me up and we ended up going back to her house despite me being terrified lip biter was waiting for me there. Anyways she wasnt and so the night ended happily.
Sorry for such a long post but i couldnt leave out any of the details. Anyways expect more boring poker posts and less novel sized stuff in the future. peeeeeeeace
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