Saturday, November 30, 2013

3WH Approaches Dior Girl

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Life Overseas Is a New Beginning

I talk the talk for going overseas and changing my environment. But let me tell you something you may already know: leaving the cocoon of your environment is not an easy task. 

First, if you really want to leave then you must have a valid reason for doing this. Maybe you were born in the wrong country. Maybe your vibe is not with your current environment. If that is the case then you must find the inner motivation to leave and search the vibe. Without leaving and searching for it, what you are doing is giving up on your life and the idea that things should happen for you.

I will tell you a story. It was a boy who always felt that he wasn't really part of the home that he lived in. He knew that his spirit belonged in a different place another family, that life had more to offer him. So he did what he could to see what other types of life was out there. He didn't have money so he had to get a job. He couldn't get a job so he had to get an education. He started reading online about all these places on earth where he felt he belonged in. He read these things online that it warped his brain. Yet, one day, when he had enough -- he bought his freedom and  went to look for the place where he belonged.

Now this boy thought everything was falling into place. When he got there he realized it was just the beginning of his journey. He knew nothing of what it really was. He knew he could have just visited but that would be an easy route. He was in it to win it. He wanted to stay. So he pushed himself hard trying to scrape enough to make things happen to him. He happened to a lot of things. He became all those he read about.

Slowly this boy found that it is no cake walk to move abroad. He was getting his ass handed to him and the world was no sunshine. Yet, he held firm because he wasn't going to give up. He knew a ticket way back to the cocoon would alleviate his problems but he wasn't having it. He was in the thick of things and would only return once he achieved the life that he wanted. Coming back to the coocoon was not part of his story.

What the boy realized is that his life overseas was his new beginning. He realized that the very act of living there was transforming him. His purpose was to stay and that's what he devotes himself to do. He wants to achieve by staying than leaving. He was not going to be an old retiree but a young hustler using his game to achieve what very few had done.

The boy then thought of a quote.

“Imagine if you will being on your death bed – And standing around your bed – the ghosts of the ideas, the dreams, the abilities, the talents given to you by life.
And that you for whatever reason, you never acted on those ideas, you never pursued that dream, you never used those talents, we never saw your leadership, you never used your voice, you never wrote that book.
And there they are standing around your bed looking at you with large angry eyes saying we came to you, and only you could have given us life! Now we must die with you forever.
The question is – if you die today what ideas, what dreams, what abilities, what talents, what gifts, would die with you? “
– Les Brown
You can do what ever you set your mind to. Find your river and flow with it!

Monday, November 25, 2013

3WH goes to a KTV bar

My date night didn’t pan out right so I was stuck in the innards of Manila until sunrise to wait for the jeepney ride back home. So I entered a KTV bar. This was a local KTV bar unlike the ones in Makati filled with foreigners. Upon entering I caused a commotion. It was my first time. J

I guess they have not seen anyone as good-looking as me enter their fine establishment. Actually, the establishment was dingy as fuck and had a depressed air to it.

I sat down. I was unsure how these things worked. A lady walked up to me. She said hi’s hello’s and then she brought me girl. This girl was not my taste. I signaled the lady to get the girl out of my side! I was annoyed bc I bought her a beer. So the lady then bought another girl to me. I still was not pleased! I told her to give me someone that is my level or I leave.

Finally an 18 year old girl was brought to sit next me. I wondered how I should proceed? Should I put my arms over? Grab her ass? Grab her tit? I didn’t really know. So I talked to her and did the cube game! Haha! I did the cube game on a bar girl! Needless to say, the bar girl was mesmerized. She gave me her number (against the rules) and I still don’t know what to do with that thing. Do I call her for sex? Am I going to date a bar girl? WTF do I do with this.

Another girl sat next to me. I blew her off. This thing continued for 3 more girls until their top earner sat next to me. She was wearing a red dress. I was told I could bring her to private room. I didn’t want to go that private room as the public room was dingy enough. All eyes were on us now. Good looking (compare to all the loserfucks drunkards in the bar) young guy meets top earner who has looks.

Felt awkward. I liked top-earner as she just talked and talked. Our conversation was merely an information dump about what the bar scene was all about. You would have thought it were two business partners talking. Haha! She told me how the guys who went there were all stupid losers. That I was stupid for going there! Haha! I wanted the experience and could probably start one if I wanted.

I felt I had to touch her ass so I grabbed her ass. But it got boring so I tried grabbing her pussy. Then realizing that many guys have gone through that, I backed out of it. The girl was actually good looking. Top-earner was a good looking bar girl with curves and I say this having dated model quality girls. She gave me a peck on the lips before leaving. I didn’t ask for it or wanted it. Top-Earner will always be there in my memory.

All in all I spent 500pesos on the deal. I don’t think I will ever come back. First of all 500 pesos gets me laid with a normal chick. It all felt depressing as shit. The whole atmosphere was just drunk loser guys and poor girls. I don’t want to give them hope, cuz I really won’t EVER EVER date a bar-girl, they could be a friend or a business partner but I cannot take these girl seriously.

After I got home, I showered a shit lot. 

Friday, November 15, 2013

How Game is Helping Me Pay for Expenses Overseas

I’ve been spending time working on projects so that I could stay overseas for an extended time. I did recently receive a work-permit; however, I am not too keen in going back to the corporate world and giving my time and abilities (however little they  are) to enrich another. I am a generation Y millennial and am pretty jaded about  the corporate sector and the cost-benefit associated with it. I could go back and get a premium salary as an American but that I don’t really want to yet. So how do I make my money?

I teach English. How I happened to teach English involves a failed pick-up. I talked to a girl in a jeepney and she turned out to be a helpful character. She’s an English teacher who just got back from China as an ESL teacher. One day she messaged me if I wanted to teach English. I said yes. So I went to a house, a Korean house and taught some Korean kids some English. It’s fun. But it’s not great. It stems the flow of expenses somewhat. I get paid $10 an hour because I have an American accent and I have experience doing this when I worked in Guatemala working in a Spanish school for room and board. Korean girls are cute.

I sold flowers. One of the Filipinas I started hitting on hinted that I have not bought her flowers. It’s  true. I have not bought her flowers and she was starting to resent it. I thought about it and I decided to buy her and TEN more Filipinas that I’ve been seeing some flowers. So I went to the mall and my balls fell-off seeing the price of flowers. So I did research.  I went to the flowers market in QC and got really good prices. I got somewhat entrepreneurial and bought a whole lot of flowers, paid a fee in a barangay Christmas bazaar, a guy to stand there selling flowers from a bucket, a jeepney to transport it. All in all I cleared good coin for a whole weekends work.

I’m now getting into exploring if I could do more of selling goods. I actually bought a license for a food franchise and should be putting it all together for a soft launch sometime next year. I have to get lots of documents like clearances just to set-up that small kiosk. It’s good experience though, and I hope I can make some good cash flow doing that.

The online work has been largely time consuming and still has not paid off. I am still learning about this avenue but it is something that is more in tune with my goals and where I want to take my life (an iterant traveler). Since my life theme has been dating (success and failure)  I decided to start a site regarding this. This is partly why I left. This still been considered a taboo topic. Check out my site here. It was quite a technical challenge for someone who is relatively new with technology. However, it was something I wanted to do so I did it. I’ll be diving in to more e-commerce related ventures when I have enough information and organization. I wish I had started this sooner.

This is the best part of my expatriation journey. I am doing what I like which is starting and launching projects. My costs are so low so my opportunity costs are balanced. I have complete control over my time and the directions of where I want to go. I think of myself as going Sigma. Like how 50cent saved enough locked himself in the apartment to make music. Like a start-up guy who has bootstrapped himself to the kilt. It is fun and it is exhausting. I will do this lifestyle for a year, a dream chaser if you will. I will by the end of it all have done something worthwhile.

The chasing poon gets old and I will only dabble in gaming Filipinas once I really get horny (that is how strong my pull is here) as I am sure I can get good poon or a girlfriend if I wanted.  If I decide to go back to corpo work, I believe my social reach will explode and I will be fully integrated into society, but I don’t want to do that yet. I still want to enjoy this time starting projects that are worthwhile.

she helped me
franchise seminar = time to mack

my life is increasingly turning into this. in front of a computer working. sbux was a splurge.
Holloween as the "Sweetest Guy" - Handing out lollipops to girls! haha! Yes I did!!

Made her cry. :(
Flower Market in QC. If you need directions here (to score some with  ur Filipina for cheap!) msg me

Flower vendor lady

Expats shopping
Distraction -- A Third World Problem

Thursday, November 7, 2013

How To Leave the USA and Live the Life You Want (My Story)

Leaving the USA is a difficult undertaking. Many men have tried to leave the USA but only a few succeed. Why? I believe expatriation is akin to losing-weight and building muscle. It is a product of years of work.  My story started after my repeated burns in US society. I took upon myself to work on my expatriation. It took me a total of 7 years to get to leaving. The road was ambiguous but along the way I had learned Spanish, developed a bank roll, made good friends, collected and compiled information, and I actually left.

I could have done it in less time than that. However, the idea was not formed yet. After college I still didn’t know enough of the world; I didn’t not know what soul crush the professional world. I did not know about feminism and racism and the effects of this in my well-being.  I was inexperienced about the world and had to go through the process of being pwned by the real world before exploring the options. Looking back, I’m thankful for all that as it have me a deeply rooted idea of why I left.

Yet, what is it that set the successful escapist from the rest? In my humble opinion, it is the willingness of the individual to exist outside of his comfort zone. I got so much flak from family for going back to the motherland. The idea of extended travel is nothing but existing outside your comfort zone. It is living outside of your bubble.

As an example, I am still reminded of my former life. 

I am still reminded every time I check my email and see recruiters eager to hire me for another white collar job sucking me back to my cozy northeastern existence.

I am reminded of the waste of time I put into my professional specialty just to see it unable to fruit. I die a little when I think about it.

I am reminded by my current lack of social capital. All those friendships I left that will not blossom anymore and the idea that I am a perpetual new-comer.

There are plenty more that remind me of how uncomfortable my path outside the USA.

Yet, it has taught me the power of ideas. Going abroad all starts in the mind. This idea needs to be organically grown in the mind. It could be any guy heading to Brazil, China, Africa, Russia and any other place that they want to go. It all starts with the mind.

When my friend left for Brazil I knew his idea had formed.  My idea would take another two years to fruit. He was the catalyst to the idea of me leaving. Why were my friend and I able to leave the USA?
We both had the same idea. The same idea, at different times, given to different men. We had the mindset that the taboo leaving is actually doable. He studied Portuguese, I saved my cash, did many readings, and started short traveling.

What we had was the idea of being happy abroad. It was not popular. It was an uncomfortable idea and it made me miserable at times knowing that I’d rather be out there.  Thus the lesson is that when you have an idea, you run with it, sleep with it, fly with it, and live with it.. no matter how uncomfortable it becomes.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

"Negging" is Ineffective on Non-American Girls

Neg -- A light insult wrapped in the package of a complement. (urbandictionary)
Why does the "neg" work so perfectly towards American women and fail so miserably else where?

I think this has to do with not just the ego of the females, but the ego of a nation. I think in America people are extremely careful of crafting and protecting their unique personalities and identity. The idea of the mercantile west is the idea that I am better than you.

Almost every facet of western world is predicated on this idea that we are better. This manifests as competition, and foster competitiveness in the citizens, which in turn leads to a cold sterile environment. This is why there are hierarchies in the west, a pecking order.

This "I" has a concern for only the survival of the self. Thus, it will sooner or later exploit anything that is exploitable in its environement.

American girls reflect this. They are blatantly hypergamous, but that is beside the point. The point is why negs work for American girls?

I think it is because of their American egos. The idea that they are better. PUAs exploit this ego and what these girls get is a dissonance. Filipinas and Latinas (same thing happened to me in Colombia) view the neg as a rude thing to do. It is pretty rude to neg somebody you just have met when you think about it. Negging is really just demolishing an ego by being an asshole. In places outside the USA, being an asshole is being an asshole and you will get flak for it.

So there you go. The neg.

"Works perfectly for American girls, fails for non-American girls." 


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