Pastiche's DiClassified Journal

[Pastiche]

Wednesday, May 9th
Night, Mezzanine: I hang out with my band and some friends. I immediately see a girl I know from another band, greet her, and get her number. Turns out my guitarist knows her too. She's kinda cute. GREAT singing voice. We got our drinks. Have some fun making this one girl in our group laugh, not that attractive, but fun to hang out with. I shoot pool with my bassist. After one game, he beats me and we're done. I invite the first girl to play pool, but it turns out she has to leave early to study and she can't stay long enough for her song to come up.

So I take a seat, and our lady friend points at and touches my pants asking whether I stitched it up or whether it was a fake rip. Yeah I bought them that way. I invite her to pool. We play a few games. This was fun. I'd ask her things while touching her belly. Later, I noticed her spaghetti strap was down, so I pulled it back up onto her shoulder. At some point I teased her about something with my arm around her waist, hugging her, said it's alright, and kissed her on the cheek. Later I get her number.

At some point she was backing into me, bumping me, and I pulled that spaghetti strap down. She kept backing into me, so I bit her between the shoulder and neck. She laughed and said I was crazy. She kept bumping me and I realized she just wanted me to move so she could shoot! :lol: So while she was bending over, I spanked her. The look on her face was priceless. And it was loud, up the lower side of her cheek. My guitarist saw this and presented his butt. Yeah I smacked that too. Presented my butt, and he got me back. And he says to her, "Now it's your turn to spank him!" That's mah boy!

In between games with her, I'd go get some more drinks or use the restroom. So once while at the counter, I get a good close look at the blonde next to me. I noticed her earlier after she sang a song. Must be late 20s, early 30s, with a guy nearby, so I took some time to read it till now. I squeeze her thigh, and as if I JUST noticed her, "You are GORGEOUS!" WOW... she has the most sincerely flattered reaction and thanks me. This is the type of reaction I live for. Exchange names and talk a little. "And you have a BEAUTIFUL voice!" She blushes more. She's in a band. More talk. Soon I get my drink and I tell her I'll talk to her later. I had to get back to my game with the less attractive girl. (Hmmm...) Sometime later I see her leaving and we exchange warm goodbyes. I dunno why I didn't get her number! Pffft!!!

Later I beat this girl again, and opened my arms to hug her like everything will be okay (she made some real sucky moves, like getting the 8-ball in too early), and at first it was like I was gonna kiss her cheek, but then I aimed for her lips and she kissed me and hugged me. We keep talking about stuff, and I get into her personal space again where are faces are close. I'm smiling and looking into her eyes as she keeps talking. She knows what I'm thinking. I move in and she moves away. We're giggling. We go back and join our buddies. I sing my song and hang.

At the end of the night, I notice another blonde woman at the corner of the bar with her friend as I'm returning from the restroom, and I put my hand on her shoulder, "You look SO cute in that dress." She smiles and thanks me. Exchange names. With both of them (the other one is playing some casina thing). I make my way around to her other side on the corner of the bar, and we get engrossed in conversation. She's talking a LOT. I'd pitch something and she'd run with it. Also a much older woman, and I noticed her real wedding ring but didn't pay attention to it. We covered lots of things. Eventually I'm going for her number and MySpace and she gives me the theater she works at. Meh. I didn't flirt with her sexually.

We head out.

Guitarist's apartment: When we get there, there's more friends inside, and this one TOTAL hottie! :blink: I made friends with all of them quickly, and they were playing like I was with them the whole time while my band was the "other" group. One of them shows me how to make a Rum & Coke, and then I took the stuff and made my own (I'm training for bartending). Later, our token gay friend is all direct about how when he met one of the others, he wanted to fuck him. In fact he YELLED it at him! :lol: He was being funny and honest at the same time. It was hilarious.

Maybe the directness hit me, coz sometime soon, I waited for the hottie to get back from the restroom and rejoin us, and as she was sitting back down into our circle, I said to the room, "And look at this girl... she's gorgeous as FUCK!" She's surprised and giggles. Everyone continues mingling, and soon she's talking to me about stuff that I pretty much don't listen to, and I shake my head and say, "I wanna take you out and get to know you better. " She giggles. "What's your number?" She gives it. We talk a little more, and then we're mingling with the group again. Sometime later I need to use the restroom. It just so happens she was in there, so I waited for her. When she gets out we talk more. I wanted to get more authentic comfort going and exchange more smiles, and we did. Later we return to the group and chill. Soon she and her friends leave.

Lecture: And then my boys have a talk with me. My guitarist goes, "I saw the whole thing! Did you ask her on a date!?" He really doesn't agree with a lot of my methods, partly because he doesn't quite understand my intentions are to push the envelope and experiment. One time I told him, "You don't know where the line is until you cross it." And he smiled and agreed. Once I told him about my brother's forwardness and he's like, "Geeze! " Not his style. Okay, my buddy gets laid like the rockstar that he is, but from what I've known about him is that he works the social circles. It's taken him a long time to get to the attractiveness of the girls he sees now. So in that sense, I'm not being normal or natural. I'm being forward as fuck. But I'm a direct guy now. I'd rather be forward and vocal than be a pussy who sits idly by. I'll get the attention. Who gives a fuck? I have to go through the roadbumps until eventually my direct approach is smooth and ballzy at the same time. This shit's gonna happen.

My guitarist tells me that the previous girl I flirted with at karaoke asked them if I was gay. They told her I'm straight, and she said, "Good." He says I could totally sleep with her if I wanted. I probably would've fucked her that night if the logistics went that way. But now that I'm sober, I probably wouldn't sleep with her. Maybe if she lost some weight. She looked like she was a bit pregnant.

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Thursday, May 10th
Day, school: MASSIVE HANGOVER. I woke up with my face stuff into the ground of my guitarist's apartment. My bassist in the same position a few feet away. :lol: Had to leave, get some Muscle Milk for the ol' tum-tum, go home and change. Later on the way to school, I called the hottie and it goes straight to her voicemail. Her phone was off. I tell her I'll call her later or for her just to call me when she gets this. Hours later, I decide to just text her about my gig that Thursday night. She texts back that she can't come coz she has plans, but she's sure she'll see me around. Maybe I was too easy on her, but I basically said, "Cool cool. I'll keep you posted."

Things to Improve: Next time, I won't be so casual after being direct. Meaning: don't break contact. Have the convo then and there. Get closer. Sit with her. Make and KEEP the bubble. It was still memorable, nonetheless.

I left the school to get some fast food and quench my weak, hangover-laden tummy. Driving back, I saw a hot, tall blonde in spaghetti straps and shorts sitting outside on a bench as I was driving up to park. Got out, went directly at her. She was on the phone. Fuck it. Something like, "You are gorgeous. I wanna meet you." She smiles, but she's still on the phone and doesn't know what the hell to do. I just stand there with a grin. Exchanged names and lame small talk. Man I was a bit nervous. She giggled a little and said, "Uhhh... some guy wanted to meet me. "

At some point I asked if she would mind putting it down. I dunno if she heard me. Soon she says she's sorry that she's on the phone, but it's an important call. By the way she sounded and how she was responding to the person on the phone, it seemed like there was some drama going on. I smiled, reconfirmed her name, shook her hand, and said I'd see her around. I've been wanting to approach this girl all semester. Blah! Happy I did SOMETHING. Felt much better after it was done.

Things to Improve: Not naturally looking around on the way to her. Even if it's natural to do, I don't think my intent was as focused. Check her out and smile on the way. Be obvious. TELL her, "You can put the phone down for a minute." Sit with her.

Night, Cezanne: After my gig, three girls come up looking for their friend/cousin. They had just missed the entire show with her in it. I tease them for it. I was dumbfounded by how cute they were, especially the blonde in the middle, but I didn't speak up. Let them go. Went back to packing my drums. It was raining like fuckin' crazy that night.

I see one of them later before I go out to roll my stuff into the car in the rain. I had to go back and exchange intros. I thought about how cool it'd be to come back through the door where they were seated and waiting, drenched in rain, just to compliment them. And then I got inside and saw another woman there, and it threw me off. Went upstairs to use the restroom. Came back down another way, and just went for it from the side. "Okay... you girls... are GORGEOUS! I had to come back to meet you." They smile, but not blown away. One girl on the left (the first one I met upstairs, the cousin) was very warm and friendly, the middle blonde one (the one I liked) was smiley and attentive, and the one on the right was a bit cold or just nonresponsive/reactive. Whatevs. Didn't really get to know them. WOW I was nervous! But I kept it going as long as I could.

Intros. Handshakes. Asked them what they were doing later. Going to dinner. Then the first girl asked me what I was doing later. I said I had no idea and was looking for something to do, and if I knew them better, I'd go with them. Same girl says they're meeting family. Then they're giving me ideas about what do to, and I ask them how to get to this one awesome Mexican restaurant nearby (where I'd previously went out with the redhead from the musical months ago). They tell me how to get there. I thank them and leave. Of course, I don't really care where that place is, and I'm not going there.

Next time: Pick out the one I want, go to her side, and focus on her. This was an odd one since she was in the middle.

Bro's place: Went to my brother's place to take a nap. Called a friend of mine that runs karaoke, and she invites me out to this billiards place for some drinks. This is a girl that wants me and wants to teach me things (she told me), but she turns me off by being a bit too thick for my taste. I just needa spend more time with her and find other things that turn me on about her, besides her horniness and flirting.

I was too tired. I ended up sleeping there till morning. My tummy feels better now.

[Pastiche]

Yes, these are reposts from the latest experiences in my Direct Method journal. I would just like to see the difference in perspectives here from the experienced DiCarlo crowd. Vin's ideas on Sexual Tension have helped me a lot. I like this forum and the technologies coming out of it. I'd like to keep coming back.

Thanks in advance, fellas.

And thanks for your work, Vin.

[Pastiche]

Saturday, May 12th: Belated Birthday

Went to my fraternity buddy's belated birthday/after-school party at his house. Met a bunch of people there. Ended up talking to one of my friends' girlfriend for a while. Lots of them were already fucked up on jello shots, so she spent more time with me as we ate crawfish together. This was the first time we ever really got to talk. Good stuff. We'd sit and move around together a lot. One thing I mentioned to her was that for an Asian, she sounds white and speaks very well. (Stereotypical, yes.) And she goes on more about how she's going into law school, blah blah blah. We also talk a lot about our relationship situations, how she and my boy met, and how I'm touchy-feely and the world's biggest tease to women. She'd get up to do something while I'm eating, and she'd come back to sit with me. We talk more about what we've been doing lately and how I go to bars w/karaoke that happen to be near where she lives.

Later out back in a drunken huddle, my frat buddy talks to me and our friend with his girlfriend. Girlfriend to my left, boyfriend/my guitarist buddy across, frat buddy to my right. Frat buddy was spewing about how we're very talented musicians (as we've been in a band together before) and all this other stuff, just spreading the love, and talking about true friends.

Beforehand, the girlfriend and I had already been teasing everyone from afar about how they all look gay with some of the guys paired up and talking. So now our inside joke was about how our frat buddy was being gay. My arm's around her waist the whole time with her hip pretty much at my hip/crotch while her boyfriend's arm is around her shoulders. She's sandwiched. Her arm's around my waist, and whenever our frat guy would say certain things, she'd rub my back as if to console me. I'd momentarily move my hand up and down her left side, waist, hip, by her breast. This feels nice... (Yes, I wanted to turn her on.) As our frat boy keeps talking, there are times when we all laugh and I decide to snort some and amp it up. It works of course. Other times when we'd laugh, I'd pinch her side where there would normally be some belly pudge. She had quite a slender body.

We're back inside and finally, her boyfriend sits to eat with me. We catch up. It's been a long time. Somehow I keep positioning myself to sit closer to her than her boyfriend, as we'd sit in a triangle. Mingle mingle.

In parting, I hugged her once and kissed her on the cheek. The boyfriend was leaving too. It was good to see him again. We went around saying "bye" to some people. Usually when this happens, you don't really leave right away. There's that... "pre-departure small talk." So as the boyfriend's chatting, the girlfriend and I hug goodbye again, and then we just stand there as if something else is supposed to happen. Maybe I looked like I wanted to say something. Then she asks me if I want her number. We both look around at her boyfriend and address how it's a bit awkward, so I whip out my phone and give it to her instead of having her say it out loud to me. All he can do is see what's going down as he talks to his friends and see it as something harmless. Coz it is. (I think... ) He's quite drunk too, while we're pretty sober.

I will likely flirt with her more.

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At the end of the night after everyone's helped clean and put things away, I end up talking to this one dude who has some sufficient wisdom on personal development. He asked me if I knew of "How to Win Friends and Influence People" and "The Art of War," which of course, I called out the authors' names (Dale Carnegie and Sun Tzu). He also mentioned "All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten" (Robert Fulghum). I started pitching names of books I'd read... which of course were numerous, and we went off on a philosophical journey. GREAT convo. I shared some stuff with him I'd learned from Dr. Paul that he thought was fascinating. I mention how he's also written stuff about dating and relationships, and then my new friend gives me his experienced opinion on the #1 quality it takes to retain a relationship: patience.

Seems like everyone around me is on the same wavelength.

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I've come to realize that the way I normally keep in touch with women and friends in general is very sparse. I become bored easily and not as eager as when I first met them, so I should be consistent with that when I set up expectations from the beginning. Turns out I'm naturally a flaky guy with a busy schedule (though I make time for this forum to exercise my beliefs), and this comes off to women as being a tease. I move on easily too, fascinated with one girl at first, but quick to find a new one even if I haven't slept with her. Based on my lifestyle, I ought to reach out to independent women and casual dating. I let them know that I'm not looking for a relationship since my commitment to my music is more important. I might normally call them only once every two or three weeks. Twice very one to two weeks if I like her more, so my calls are unpredictable. It's quite possible she's lost interest over that time as well, which is fair if I've already lost interest too.