EverythingMattersCel
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Where do I begin? I'm going to make this thread short and sweet because it's over.
I went out 3 times this week.
Here are my observations:
Day 1:
Disclaimer: This is a random club, not the one I was at
Went to a Latina club night. I was rusty asf with social interactions because I hadn't been out in a long while. I took 1.5g of phenibut a few hours before, 4 vodka shots and 2 orange vodkas while in the club . Got into the club and started surveying the premises.
No chads to be seen, but quite a few HTNs... + maybe a couple of chadlites.
The girls were hot but they were all dancing in their friendship groups. 2 beckies approached me. 1 swedish becky asking for a cigarette and 1 britbong becky asked me why I was taking vodka shots. Both interactions led nowhere, and the britbong becky was cringing at me. My arab roommate was with me and once the phenibut hit, I didn't feel any happiness... but was way more neurotic. I ditched him and went outside to the smoking area. A girl approached me saying I looked depressed and she introduced me to her friendship group... one of them was an insecure bald-cel. I started recommending him hair loss treatments, but he was coping hard... saying he couldn't take fin at his age... even though he was already NW3. I told him to stop moaning and head to the derm. In a bid to raise the bald-cels confidence, I also told him he looked like a balding Robert Pattison with a marginally shorter chin. The insecure bald-cel whipped out his phone and started asking normies if he looked like Robert Pattinson... they all said no. I convinced the bald-cel we should go to the 1st floor of the club and start approaching girls. We go there... he gets me a drink and nothing really happens.
I sat slumped in the corner and met a low tier normie that claimed he pulled a girl, but she ditched him jfl. He told me to just go up to girls and start talking to them. I walked back onto the floor and looked at a girl, she told me to "walk on" while her friend laughed at me. Bitches really get a kick out of rejecting subhumans. Anyways, I made my way back to the ground floor where the shitty latin music was being played. I saw way too many hot latinas. It was the last straw for me and my arab roommate had caught up with me. He told me we should go, so as we were making our way out I launched some latino manlet about 8ft forward. He flew into some latina becky. All of a sudden his manlet friend grabbed my arm and he said to me in a Spanish accent, "Eyy... eyy don't push him". I told him, "What are you going to do about it?". The latina becky had spilt her drink everywhere and her fat-cel white knight friend was telling me to fuck off, but I really cba... I knew he wasn't going to do anything so I just ignored them all and exited the club.
The night was a failo and the bitterness had turned me into a cock by the end of it. I was way too tense and spergy ngl, but it was to be expected for a first night out. Not many blackpills to note of tbh.
Day 2:
Went to a society socials. Holy fuck... there were a lot of blackpills. I only had 2 vodka shots and beer for this one, so I remained sober throughout while a few people got extremely wasted. Contrary to the previous night, it was a lot of fun tbh. Did a few challenges and went to a few pubs. I knew a few people from the previous term, so I wasn't a complete stranger.
Once we got to the pub there were a lot of blackpills.
1) I was semi in a conversation with this 4/10 low tier becky. She had the fat distribution of a postmenopausal crackhead and short FACE syndrome. She was talking about how her current FWB was 6'5, had abs, handsome + good personality. She said so many men approach her at the club that she has started roasting them to their FACES. It was so brutal and she couldn't understand why her FWB that mogged her by 4pts was with her. She said if any boy catches feeling, she gets rid of them.
2) I was contemplating going to the club and asked a 7/10 high tier becky to transfer me a ticket, as she wasn't going. As she opened her insta, there were literally 100s of follow requests from desperate simps. So brutal. So over to compete for a moderately attractive girl.
3) A landwhale from the society was literally courting old-cels into giving her free drinks. She had managed to get 2 free drinks from some old-cel. I could only shake my head... desperate old-cels should be publically reprimanded.
Day 3:
My arab roommate hyped me up about one of the clubs so we went on Friday night. I actually interacted with quite a few people ngl, but it took us forever to get in (we had no tickets). The arab roommate also wasn't feeling too good, so he was in the smoking area for most of the night. It was basically me solo on the floor. Luckily I knew most of the songs because I would have looked very non-NT otherwise.
Here are my observations from day 3:
1) Lanklets can't lose. I made a thread about this already but aside from this turbo recessed bird-cel, every lanklet had a girl.
2) JBW is a meme. Chadpreet-lite+ Indians were actually doing well with beckies.
3) Loads of people were making out on the floor. Just not me.
4) Girls are visibly uncomfortable with my presence. I'm not even looking at them tbh, but people are visibly making an effort to get away from me. It's not as if I'm standing there doing nothing too. I was actually having a good time for most of it. It might have been because I was on my own.
5) Gym-celling is a meme with a sub-normie FACE. Continuing on from point 4, ogres are subhuman.
6) 4 jagerbombs is ideal for me. Get me a little tipsy, but a good positive buzz...
Some 3/10 landwhale was groping me hard and she was so wasted. Literally giving me titty twisters to the point it hurt my nips. I actually have a little PTSD from it ngl... it was uncomfortable. She also asked me if I "kissed like a french boy" with her stinky breath
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Most people were friendly though and I didn't get any iods. It was good. I think if I go once a week, I will eventually get lucky with a girl that isn't 300lbs and has foul breath.
I went out 3 times this week.
Here are my observations:
Day 1:
Disclaimer: This is a random club, not the one I was at
Went to a Latina club night. I was rusty asf with social interactions because I hadn't been out in a long while. I took 1.5g of phenibut a few hours before, 4 vodka shots and 2 orange vodkas while in the club . Got into the club and started surveying the premises.
No chads to be seen, but quite a few HTNs... + maybe a couple of chadlites.
The girls were hot but they were all dancing in their friendship groups. 2 beckies approached me. 1 swedish becky asking for a cigarette and 1 britbong becky asked me why I was taking vodka shots. Both interactions led nowhere, and the britbong becky was cringing at me. My arab roommate was with me and once the phenibut hit, I didn't feel any happiness... but was way more neurotic. I ditched him and went outside to the smoking area. A girl approached me saying I looked depressed and she introduced me to her friendship group... one of them was an insecure bald-cel. I started recommending him hair loss treatments, but he was coping hard... saying he couldn't take fin at his age... even though he was already NW3. I told him to stop moaning and head to the derm. In a bid to raise the bald-cels confidence, I also told him he looked like a balding Robert Pattison with a marginally shorter chin. The insecure bald-cel whipped out his phone and started asking normies if he looked like Robert Pattinson... they all said no. I convinced the bald-cel we should go to the 1st floor of the club and start approaching girls. We go there... he gets me a drink and nothing really happens.
I sat slumped in the corner and met a low tier normie that claimed he pulled a girl, but she ditched him jfl. He told me to just go up to girls and start talking to them. I walked back onto the floor and looked at a girl, she told me to "walk on" while her friend laughed at me. Bitches really get a kick out of rejecting subhumans. Anyways, I made my way back to the ground floor where the shitty latin music was being played. I saw way too many hot latinas. It was the last straw for me and my arab roommate had caught up with me. He told me we should go, so as we were making our way out I launched some latino manlet about 8ft forward. He flew into some latina becky. All of a sudden his manlet friend grabbed my arm and he said to me in a Spanish accent, "Eyy... eyy don't push him". I told him, "What are you going to do about it?". The latina becky had spilt her drink everywhere and her fat-cel white knight friend was telling me to fuck off, but I really cba... I knew he wasn't going to do anything so I just ignored them all and exited the club.
The night was a failo and the bitterness had turned me into a cock by the end of it. I was way too tense and spergy ngl, but it was to be expected for a first night out. Not many blackpills to note of tbh.
Day 2:
Went to a society socials. Holy fuck... there were a lot of blackpills. I only had 2 vodka shots and beer for this one, so I remained sober throughout while a few people got extremely wasted. Contrary to the previous night, it was a lot of fun tbh. Did a few challenges and went to a few pubs. I knew a few people from the previous term, so I wasn't a complete stranger.
Once we got to the pub there were a lot of blackpills.
1) I was semi in a conversation with this 4/10 low tier becky. She had the fat distribution of a postmenopausal crackhead and short FACE syndrome. She was talking about how her current FWB was 6'5, had abs, handsome + good personality. She said so many men approach her at the club that she has started roasting them to their FACES. It was so brutal and she couldn't understand why her FWB that mogged her by 4pts was with her. She said if any boy catches feeling, she gets rid of them.
2) I was contemplating going to the club and asked a 7/10 high tier becky to transfer me a ticket, as she wasn't going. As she opened her insta, there were literally 100s of follow requests from desperate simps. So brutal. So over to compete for a moderately attractive girl.
3) A landwhale from the society was literally courting old-cels into giving her free drinks. She had managed to get 2 free drinks from some old-cel. I could only shake my head... desperate old-cels should be publically reprimanded.
Day 3:
My arab roommate hyped me up about one of the clubs so we went on Friday night. I actually interacted with quite a few people ngl, but it took us forever to get in (we had no tickets). The arab roommate also wasn't feeling too good, so he was in the smoking area for most of the night. It was basically me solo on the floor. Luckily I knew most of the songs because I would have looked very non-NT otherwise.
Here are my observations from day 3:
1) Lanklets can't lose. I made a thread about this already but aside from this turbo recessed bird-cel, every lanklet had a girl.
2) JBW is a meme. Chadpreet-lite+ Indians were actually doing well with beckies.
3) Loads of people were making out on the floor. Just not me.
4) Girls are visibly uncomfortable with my presence. I'm not even looking at them tbh, but people are visibly making an effort to get away from me. It's not as if I'm standing there doing nothing too. I was actually having a good time for most of it. It might have been because I was on my own.
5) Gym-celling is a meme with a sub-normie FACE. Continuing on from point 4, ogres are subhuman.
6) 4 jagerbombs is ideal for me. Get me a little tipsy, but a good positive buzz...
Some 3/10 landwhale was groping me hard and she was so wasted. Literally giving me titty twisters to the point it hurt my nips. I actually have a little PTSD from it ngl... it was uncomfortable. She also asked me if I "kissed like a french boy" with her stinky breath
.Most people were friendly though and I didn't get any iods. It was good. I think if I go once a week, I will eventually get lucky with a girl that isn't 300lbs and has foul breath.
