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So I graduated in June, "business" diploma and i'm currently working full time in a bank for a school year, to merge it with an ever better one.
Holidays were ecstatic, with two highlights, the first one is in meeting Jon who's a guitarist and a real friend. The other, a group of washington girls I lost contact with. Dancing in a hyped club, ladies night, this friend called François just kept bugging random pretty girls with stupid lines, which is pretty funny to watch I must say. I started talking in english to just cut him out later, then I hooked up with these pretty girls on europe tour, all sleeping together in a pretty girl house. First night was real hot with a brunette, the next rendez vous was at this beach party. Sitting on the grass, rolled amsterdam joint between the legs of a virgin blonde wearing tight shorts. Nice experience, slept with the brunette on the beach, was a premiere decor for me. That was summer, may/june 2006 had a russian girlfriend who taught me a lot of things, that was the real bed premiere.
September, left for Monastir, Tunisia... Only old people in the terminal and since the whole plane stays in the same hotel (organised trips), I was like man i'm gonna be all alone all week. Incredible how in the whole plane, well still a small 150 passengers, i'm sitting next to four hot bosnian girls from the other side of the country. That's what I thought then, they're important friends and they're the first peeps who loved me as a friend. What a wonderful week in spite of ramadan and we're lucky. They live at the other side of the country, coming at my place in november, my parents won't be there it'll be great.
Currently, I tried in order : alcohol, mary jane, dxm, dim/diphenhydrinate, codeine, morning glory, lsd.
DXM is a really a crazy drug, I took it I'd say approx a dozen times over a year, I understood the drug. It's a freaking chemical experience which is each time, yes every time, unique and different. Reactions always vary, but mine are really strong. I don't like it anymore, if I could give an illustration of dxm, it would be a waterfall of colored salts on the brain. Why ? The rush is typically like shhhhhhhhh..... like sand swirling in your head, a sense of being out of this world. Damage only occurs at high doses and high frequency. My highest dose was 800mg, all I can say it's madness and as a salt, it drains you out. How can people take over the gram, 1.5 g ? It's real hard on the psyche, can't imagine. LSD is so much better, seriously.
So basically, I'm going well right now, it's nice to have a decent salary. Two days ago, Florian, a guy that arrived from Lyon a few months ago, dropping everything he had to work in this world famous five star hotel, invited me for dinner & drinks. Didn't know I was going to meet all-girl receptionists, bar ladies....
In résumé, since I slept with a girl, it's like nothing changed in conception but, I hate saying this, girls are attracted in a special way. It sounds so cocky, but believe me I pay so little attention to all this flirt crap because the girl I loved hurt me so bad. That's also a big change, I saw her. I saw her after 1 year and a half, it's good we just talk once in a while. When I met her again, all I can say is what a strange feeling.
Don't forget to move on.
Holidays were ecstatic, with two highlights, the first one is in meeting Jon who's a guitarist and a real friend. The other, a group of washington girls I lost contact with. Dancing in a hyped club, ladies night, this friend called François just kept bugging random pretty girls with stupid lines, which is pretty funny to watch I must say. I started talking in english to just cut him out later, then I hooked up with these pretty girls on europe tour, all sleeping together in a pretty girl house. First night was real hot with a brunette, the next rendez vous was at this beach party. Sitting on the grass, rolled amsterdam joint between the legs of a virgin blonde wearing tight shorts. Nice experience, slept with the brunette on the beach, was a premiere decor for me. That was summer, may/june 2006 had a russian girlfriend who taught me a lot of things, that was the real bed premiere.
September, left for Monastir, Tunisia... Only old people in the terminal and since the whole plane stays in the same hotel (organised trips), I was like man i'm gonna be all alone all week. Incredible how in the whole plane, well still a small 150 passengers, i'm sitting next to four hot bosnian girls from the other side of the country. That's what I thought then, they're important friends and they're the first peeps who loved me as a friend. What a wonderful week in spite of ramadan and we're lucky. They live at the other side of the country, coming at my place in november, my parents won't be there it'll be great.
Currently, I tried in order : alcohol, mary jane, dxm, dim/diphenhydrinate, codeine, morning glory, lsd.
DXM is a really a crazy drug, I took it I'd say approx a dozen times over a year, I understood the drug. It's a freaking chemical experience which is each time, yes every time, unique and different. Reactions always vary, but mine are really strong. I don't like it anymore, if I could give an illustration of dxm, it would be a waterfall of colored salts on the brain. Why ? The rush is typically like shhhhhhhhh..... like sand swirling in your head, a sense of being out of this world. Damage only occurs at high doses and high frequency. My highest dose was 800mg, all I can say it's madness and as a salt, it drains you out. How can people take over the gram, 1.5 g ? It's real hard on the psyche, can't imagine. LSD is so much better, seriously.
So basically, I'm going well right now, it's nice to have a decent salary. Two days ago, Florian, a guy that arrived from Lyon a few months ago, dropping everything he had to work in this world famous five star hotel, invited me for dinner & drinks. Didn't know I was going to meet all-girl receptionists, bar ladies....
In résumé, since I slept with a girl, it's like nothing changed in conception but, I hate saying this, girls are attracted in a special way. It sounds so cocky, but believe me I pay so little attention to all this flirt crap because the girl I loved hurt me so bad. That's also a big change, I saw her. I saw her after 1 year and a half, it's good we just talk once in a while. When I met her again, all I can say is what a strange feeling.
Don't forget to move on.