FR: Resilience

The bird is gone, don't ask I don't like talking about it just don't go out with a bulimic, google some of the additional symptoms they have which come along with yakking into a toilet daily and you'll know why. Nice girl thou and good luck to her.

So begins the rebuild my friends.

Actually been out before with my boy Meteor and although we worked it pretty well I havn't come out with success.

Last night (Friday) wasn't spose to go out cos of an essay I was spose to write, but it was a friends birthday. Went to a greek restaurant and just by coincidence I actually saw the ex at a petrol station close by when I popped out to grab some cash! What are the chances? I didn't let it fuck up the night cos this down in the dumps shit has gone on too long. I recommend watching 'Swingers' to get the stride back and get you outta the hole.

I got in the mood by dancing with the Greek restaurant belly dancer, smashing plates, zorba dancing and sampling the local turpentine (home job alcohol). Afterwards went to sapphire.

Hesitated and hesitated letting gorgeousness pass me by knowing of the arduous task to refind form. A girl blatently smiled at the bar and moved herself back to let me in so I could get my drink (this was also the excuse I used). Outside a girl hovered, checking me with peripheral’s, smirking and arm brushing - still didn't step to her AAAGGH! A girl grabbed me from behind and lifted my shirt, of course I didn't bring the next communication lines =P

fuck sake.

Shit talking with friends and I seeeee her. Stepped to a beautiful exotic princess outside with no idea what was going to come out.

"Hey, see that bald guy over there? I know this is like high school, but he has the hots for you and you should go talk to him because he has the awesomess thing to tell you." (Wow the unconciousness brought up "Rodger Dodger")

Baby girl gave me the screw face and had her arms crossed hard.

"So lemme guess, your the kind of girl who goes on alot of dates but has trouble finding someone you're actually interested in. Everytime you think you found someone you lose interest straight away."
"Actually no, I had a boyfriend for 8 years and we where actually engaged and he died in a car accident."
"Wow how interesting, what an awesome thing to bring up =D, hey have you ever played 5 questions?"

I started to spit the shit, but she interupted and we got lost in general chit chat. I start telling her this story about how I have a 12 inch cock since I was 5, it was going well and now her ruff demeanour is starting to break into smiles. Now we're getting somewhere =)

Interference jumps in, in the form of her friend. "Hey is this guy bothering you? Do you want to go inside?"
"Hey, I like your singlet, it's really yellowy and blinds me, I think I love you. What's your name?"
"Hi, I'm ---"
"Nah, he's alright, I'll stay here." Now baby girl doesn't smoke, so I take this as our first interest point =)
"I love how your friend ran interference, it's good to look out for another shame she wasn't successful thou because I'm a serial killer and you'll probably die tonight."
"hahaha" =) (number 2)
"Nah like serious... hey you ever tried the cube?=P"

Ran that shit and it's been ages. She's a psychology student so halfway she starts going "okay thats the horse, thats the flowers..." and her screwface is coming back so I jumbled it up on her ass and that quietened her somewhat but she still gave me like 2 outta 10 haha

We fluffed somemore and I basically didn't know where to go. Then she left *coff*

haha sorry about the long windedness of that, but this is more for me than you. =D

Later

Inside I see a beautiful girl seated on the fat square sofa. This was the one that was hovering before.

"Hi, I'm --- whats your name?"
"Uhhhh..... didn't I talk to you beforeeee?" Awesome, this girl is paraletic.
"Hey, I'll catch you later."
"Waitttttttttt! I'm ---, let's go danccccccccccce. *hick!*"
"I guess."

We popped over to the dance floor and I knew it's too easy from here. We are eyeing each other dancing and holding hands.

"Hey I gotta find my friends."
"Me too, but before I go can I do this." I gently pull down her chin and we make out

She works the sober conciousness for a moment and shouts out her number, checking my phone with wide eyes. She smiles and it's in and we make out some more, then we both hop on our bikes so to speak and fuck off. How romantic.

tadaaarh.

Moral - direct, of course.