This night fucked me up physically, emotionally, spiritually, etc. It's also only partially about girls, but I thought I should put it up.
This was Wednesday, i.e. two nights ago. I am chilling with Andrew and drinking beer, we are waiting to go out. Everyone went to a concert and we missed it, but we are planning to go to the afterparty, at a club. We decide to go to Anna and Keira's flat and just drink with them. I get fairly drunk on the way there, but am still manageable. For those who haven't read my other FRs, Anna is my FWB and Keira is her friend who also once slept with Andrew, but we are pretty good friends with them.
We arrive at their flat, and one of their flatmates is skyping her dad. She is american like me and so I feel the need to say hi. I do so. Then I proceed to spend the next five minutes being really crude and making her laugh from behind the screen while she tries to keep a straight face and talk to her dad. It's great fun.
Afterwards, I sit down and have Keira put Starboy by the Weeknd on. We all sing along and dance. The american flatmate wants to smoke weed and Keira says not in the flat...I disagree and tell her that she can if she does it out the window. SHe does so and I high-five her, and smile at Keira, giving her some of my beer. She finally smiles and takes it. All is forgiven.
Then I ask Anna to braid my hair like this: http://www.themortonreport.com/Spartacus15.jpg
She does so and we all laugh. Anna teases me by saying I'm not ripped enough to pull the look off.
Girl, you're fucking me. Chill
Keira, funnily enough, disagrees, saying I pull the look off. I am wearing a tanktop (which no brit ever wears, I seem to be the only person wearing one here, but that's fine by me). I am pleased by this. I decide to wear the braids to the club. This is important for later in the night.
We all go to the club, and meet some people we know there, including one of Daisy's friends (the drunk one from when I first met her) and some boys from my dorm. They are cool people. We go inside and go crazy on the dance floor, hitting each other with balloons and stuff. Andrew and I get shots. Anna and I dance for a bit, and I dance with some other girls, who love my hair.
I go to the bathroom. I am heading back when a group of rugby players accost me. They very politely enquire as to my sexual orientation by tearing my tanktop down the middle and pulling on a braid. I shove them away and am ready to go off on them when one of my friends comes and pulls me away.
I really don't want to let them get away with this. Better I get beaten than I let them get away with giving me shit (this is something Hector and I talked about as well, not taking shit from anybody).
Nevertheless I am wandering around the nightclub with half a ripped shirt. I put my leather jacket back on and go get a shot with the guy who pulled me away. Daisy's friend comes up to me, she is very flirty and cute. We start dancing.
Eventually I just pull her in and start kissing her. She is very very into it, and finds my ripped shirt and braided hair weirdly sexy, she tells me.
Good
My arm is around her when some guy runs up and literally rips my ring off my finger.
What. The. Fuck.
I am very very very fucking pissed (so much so that I'm shaking writing about this and wanting to hit things haha).
I storm after him and run into the same group of 5-6 guys that ripped my shirt. They rip it completely off and just look at me. I get really quiet and calm and say to the leader:
I then blow him a kiss. He shoves me and I shove him back. He hits me in the stomach and I get him one in the jaw. As soon as I land my blow his friends grab my arms hold me while he hits me in the stomach several times and then smashes me one across my face.
Rugby players hit fucking hard
His friends let me go and I fall to the ground. I am bleeding quite a bit from my head and mouth, but I'll live. I am momentarily stunned however. Andrew finds me wandering the club bleeding and takes me out. Anna, as well as Daisy's friend that I made out with, and a group of girls and guys from my dorm take me to get ice and then we go to mcdonalds. I am very very out of it, and hand my student card over to Andrew when he asks for money for mcdonalds. He is a bro and just pays for me, and tells me about it the next day, where we have a good laugh about it.
I am still bleeding all over and so Anna takes me back to her flat and I fall asleep. She stitches up the remains of my shirt and we have sex (but this isn't an LR as we have been fucking for a few weeks now) in the morning.
So yeah that's that. Still not really sure what to make of it but here are some takeaways:
1. BMOC style is gonna give me some stories to tell
2. I need to double down on the Muay Thai
3. Tbh I'm glad I got in the fight. Now I know what it's like and it's not that bad. Plus I never backed down. Fuck that. It's all part of the learning process.
4. You can pull off some shit when you just go for it. For example, just deciding that the American friend could smoke in the flat when Keira said no, but then charming her into being ok with it (there was more to that I just don't remember what I said. Also making out with Daisy's friend after having made out with Daisy and whilst having a ripped shirt and braids lol.
Still getting used to BMOC so my takeaways aren't as in depth as they were for aloof but oh well. I know some of you are gonna say I shouldve just backed off in the fight, but I'm convinced I did the right thing.
My face hurts. I took last night off but I'm going out tonight and hopefully will have more to report, but will prolly just hook up with Anna as it is her birthday today.
see ya soon
Byron
This was Wednesday, i.e. two nights ago. I am chilling with Andrew and drinking beer, we are waiting to go out. Everyone went to a concert and we missed it, but we are planning to go to the afterparty, at a club. We decide to go to Anna and Keira's flat and just drink with them. I get fairly drunk on the way there, but am still manageable. For those who haven't read my other FRs, Anna is my FWB and Keira is her friend who also once slept with Andrew, but we are pretty good friends with them.
We arrive at their flat, and one of their flatmates is skyping her dad. She is american like me and so I feel the need to say hi. I do so. Then I proceed to spend the next five minutes being really crude and making her laugh from behind the screen while she tries to keep a straight face and talk to her dad. It's great fun.
Afterwards, I sit down and have Keira put Starboy by the Weeknd on. We all sing along and dance. The american flatmate wants to smoke weed and Keira says not in the flat...I disagree and tell her that she can if she does it out the window. SHe does so and I high-five her, and smile at Keira, giving her some of my beer. She finally smiles and takes it. All is forgiven.
Then I ask Anna to braid my hair like this: http://www.themortonreport.com/Spartacus15.jpg
She does so and we all laugh. Anna teases me by saying I'm not ripped enough to pull the look off.
Girl, you're fucking me. Chill
Keira, funnily enough, disagrees, saying I pull the look off. I am wearing a tanktop (which no brit ever wears, I seem to be the only person wearing one here, but that's fine by me). I am pleased by this. I decide to wear the braids to the club. This is important for later in the night.
We all go to the club, and meet some people we know there, including one of Daisy's friends (the drunk one from when I first met her) and some boys from my dorm. They are cool people. We go inside and go crazy on the dance floor, hitting each other with balloons and stuff. Andrew and I get shots. Anna and I dance for a bit, and I dance with some other girls, who love my hair.
I go to the bathroom. I am heading back when a group of rugby players accost me. They very politely enquire as to my sexual orientation by tearing my tanktop down the middle and pulling on a braid. I shove them away and am ready to go off on them when one of my friends comes and pulls me away.
I really don't want to let them get away with this. Better I get beaten than I let them get away with giving me shit (this is something Hector and I talked about as well, not taking shit from anybody).
Nevertheless I am wandering around the nightclub with half a ripped shirt. I put my leather jacket back on and go get a shot with the guy who pulled me away. Daisy's friend comes up to me, she is very flirty and cute. We start dancing.
Eventually I just pull her in and start kissing her. She is very very into it, and finds my ripped shirt and braided hair weirdly sexy, she tells me.
Good
My arm is around her when some guy runs up and literally rips my ring off my finger.
What. The. Fuck.
I am very very very fucking pissed (so much so that I'm shaking writing about this and wanting to hit things haha).
I storm after him and run into the same group of 5-6 guys that ripped my shirt. They rip it completely off and just look at me. I get really quiet and calm and say to the leader:
I then blow him a kiss. He shoves me and I shove him back. He hits me in the stomach and I get him one in the jaw. As soon as I land my blow his friends grab my arms hold me while he hits me in the stomach several times and then smashes me one across my face.
Rugby players hit fucking hard
His friends let me go and I fall to the ground. I am bleeding quite a bit from my head and mouth, but I'll live. I am momentarily stunned however. Andrew finds me wandering the club bleeding and takes me out. Anna, as well as Daisy's friend that I made out with, and a group of girls and guys from my dorm take me to get ice and then we go to mcdonalds. I am very very out of it, and hand my student card over to Andrew when he asks for money for mcdonalds. He is a bro and just pays for me, and tells me about it the next day, where we have a good laugh about it.
I am still bleeding all over and so Anna takes me back to her flat and I fall asleep. She stitches up the remains of my shirt and we have sex (but this isn't an LR as we have been fucking for a few weeks now) in the morning.
So yeah that's that. Still not really sure what to make of it but here are some takeaways:
1. BMOC style is gonna give me some stories to tell
2. I need to double down on the Muay Thai
3. Tbh I'm glad I got in the fight. Now I know what it's like and it's not that bad. Plus I never backed down. Fuck that. It's all part of the learning process.
4. You can pull off some shit when you just go for it. For example, just deciding that the American friend could smoke in the flat when Keira said no, but then charming her into being ok with it (there was more to that I just don't remember what I said. Also making out with Daisy's friend after having made out with Daisy and whilst having a ripped shirt and braids lol.
Still getting used to BMOC so my takeaways aren't as in depth as they were for aloof but oh well. I know some of you are gonna say I shouldve just backed off in the fight, but I'm convinced I did the right thing.
My face hurts. I took last night off but I'm going out tonight and hopefully will have more to report, but will prolly just hook up with Anna as it is her birthday today.
see ya soon
Byron
