Pimpin

I've just found out something interesting.

After the 30day challenge I felt I was of gladiator dimensions, because after 30days you’re CONFIDENCE is SUPER-HUMAN. I am not saying it's entirely real…just describing how you FEEL. You feel entitled to any girl in the venue. You FEEL entitled to TAKE what you WANT. You feel like you can slam dunk a basketball (which I could barely do)…you FEEL like you can accomplish anything after enduring the discipline and pain it takes to get there. YOU FEEL FUCKING AWESOME. Almost anything you wear looks good, you feel like a Ferrari on a road filled with Corsas. You feel peaceful. You feel clean. You feel energetic. You feel younger. You feel like you’re not aging. You feel DANGEROUS. Your feel POWERFUL…physically & mentally.

I've been kind of slacking off the gym a little since.

So I was devastated to find this.

''You have 19.5% body fat.

You have 34.7 Pounds of fat and 143.3 Pounds of lean (muscle, bone, body water).

Your BMI is 26.1''

Whilst not particuarly bad, it's not particuarly good in my opinion either.

As I mentioned yesterday, gym will be a top priority up until Faliraki.

My physique will resemble that of Brad Pitt in Fight Club. I guarentee it.




I'd like one day to have a body like The Rock in The Scorpion King. I'm not so keen on looking like some chode though.

And yes, I did say in the comments section that none of this shit really matters and it doesn't. But it's always great went the ladeez want to show you off. Hold your arm like they are so proud to be there. Even though it all breaks down to value, there is nothing like seeing the love and adulation in a girlz face as she is looking at you and you know it's real.

Word.

-michael

fat

Claw

Let['s jam

Last night was awful.........

I worked late, so I went out late. I soon realised that it was going to be one of those drunken nights. And when I'm drunk might aswell kiss goodbye to pulling some hotties,

I go out at 11, next thing I know it's twelve o clock and I've drank 5 or 6 glasses of whiskey and a pint of snakebite.

We go into the club, I walk in singing, but I don't know what.

We wander round, I see The Manatee I give her and snaggletooth the finger.....they yell abuse, I reply with something witty, but I don't know what.

We go across the road to the Spider, we're out on the balcony. I see a fat girl with a labret piercing, I ask her what other piercings she's got. I show her my piercings on the condition she doesn't swoon. She shows me her nipple piercing. She says she has double d's, I bounce and tell her she will show me again later.

See a pretty hot girl, she's with a gay guy. The gay guy starts talking to me, I befriend him, I give the girl some absurd palm reading while massaging her hand. She laughs and tells me my palm reading is bullshit [she's right] I tell her I know my palm reading, I learned it off a gypsy. I go to kiss her [I'm loaded, game's out the window] she says she's engaged and shows me her ring. Huh?. I fluff, and consider using an evil boyfriend destroyer. Gay guy starts talking to me, he fancies me, oh well. I give him a palm reading which is in fact a lot better than the one I gave to the girl. He's intrigued, I talk to girl, tease her. My mate asks me if I'm coming to the pizza shop. I say yes, and I just fucking kiss the girl on the lips and walk off.

Steal my friends chips, and then fade off into the night.

Urggh

Not a happy chappy...

Me and my girlfriend broke up because I'm heartless and insensitive.



And because I got drunk and slept with her friend last thursday.

Fucked up times. Fucked up shit :-(

The hair!!!

My new hair is the best I have ever had. It is sleek and sexy and shiney. It's the greatest haircut known to humanity since the 'Clooney' I will be getting laid constantly due to this masterpiece...


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Oooonce more into the breach dear friends.........