Great Expectations

This weekend I had an awesome time, we went to karaoke with the guys and spent two hours just busting jokes. However, earlier on Saturday I had been conversating via MSN with this extremely freaky girl. I had been put onto her by a friend, he gave me her email address, told me not to mention him but said I would like her. Anyway I decide to hit it up and do my usual thing, now online 'game' is not really my cup of tea, it is a bit long winded and as I am an impatient buggar I tend to grow bored. I also feel there are a lot of girls online who are just there to receive validation from chodey guys . So this girl has a good body and a skater girl look to her, however she sends me these videos and stories that really got me amped up. We're planning to hook up in a couple of weeks I'll let you know how that goes down.

All the sexy stuff the skater girl had sent me got me pent up, I was ready for Friday night, like a Godzilla ready to tear apart a city. The karaoke got us in the mood I was hyped, however I was on some extreme mission. It was like tonight I had to close, such expectations lead to great disappointment. My state was awesome until some random fucker threw an ice cube at my head in Revolution. Now, it sounds funny, I looked around I could not see the culprit. No one was sniggering, or pointing or looking like they wanted to beat me down. As I write this I'm pissing myself at the image of me being hit by an ice cube on the back of my head. There and then, it was a different story....

I was mad, I wanted to hurt somebody, I do not know if the caffeine was effecting me, I seem to get aggressive when on it. But this messed up my head, add in the pressure on myself to 'close' and it was a bit of a let down. I found myself 'trying' to get back into state, which is always going to be an up hill struggle.

The key is to have no expectations, do not 'want' something from women, just go and have fun. Entertain yourself, when you're interacting with women you are not 'gaming' them because that implies you want something from them. The night could have been an absolute train wreck, it was still a good night, however, by realising the pressure I put myself under I now know I was just shooting myself in the foot.