End of month update:

Well - I'm pretty happy about how poker has been going this month. These were my goals this month:

[x] 40k hands.
[x] positive winrate.

For next month I will try and add another goal. Also Im going to lower my requirement of 40k hands, because I was 4tabling at times and I was not as focused and it def cutting down on my winrate.

So next months goals:

- 35k hands.
- At least 35 hours of play per week according to HEM.
- Max 3 tables of HU at a time for over 90% of my play time. (Im not sure how I can track this. Does anyone know? Pokertracker used to have a multitable ratio stat. Cant seem to find anything in HEM)


Graph of the month. This is 60 buyins btw:




Poker has been going well. The gym is going alright too. My lifts are slowly getting up there.

Im benching 206 lb for reps easily. Just did squats today and did 250 lb for 6-7 reps.

While Im happy with poker and the gym, the girl stuff is tilting the **** outta me. I'll explain more later.

I wanna write a longer post about girlfriend experiences, but Ill make it a seperate post.

**** bitches, get money?
disreguard females, acquire currency?
Money Over Bitches?

Sick month! Are you paying off your stake and going at it alone? What was your month net after paying off your backer?

wow gj! Whats the winrate?

I hope you squat below parallel.

Im gonna stay on the stake for a bit longer, I want to have a bigger BR before I quit the stake. Something like 10k would be nice.

Winrate is 7 ptbb/100.

I dont squat below parallel because I dont want to **** up my knees later on in life.

yeah the one in ur a$$

VGG for ur month alex, robusto soon

nice month

I almost never post, but when I do, they will be on epic topics.
You sir, deliver.

Keep it up.

I never really had many solid relationships. I had a few girlfriends when I was younger, but usually it wouldn't last more than 3 months. I could never really get attached to them emotionally. I just didn't care that much. I thought at first that maybe something was wrong with me. How was I supposed to know how to love someone?

You always heard about other people being in love, but I had never felt that feeling. Maybe my very first girlfriend, which was a long distance one at that.

I was 19. She was 16-17. I met her on an student exchange trip to the Canary Islands. She was my exchange student's sister. Her name was Monica. A beautiful petite blond angel. I had no idea how to get girls back then. I was just plain nice to her and I guess showed some kinda interest in a geeky sorta way.

I was a huge geek back then. I had long hair down to my ears, was thin as a pencil and wore glasses. I played Magic the Gathering with my friends, table foosball during the breaks and FPS like Doom after school. I usually just sat in the corner with the other geeky kids at the parties but never had the balls to go out and try and hit on a girl. I was quite shy as well and I didnt drink at the time because my family is muslim.

The last day of my two week stay at their house, me and her were flirting a bit on our way home from the mall. Her brother wasn't around for some reason and she got up on one of the concrete blocks on the road and asked me to come closer. I moved closer to her standing next to the concrete block thingy, with a slight idea of what was going on but Im sure at the time I wasn't really believing it. She leaned against me and moved her lips close to mine and kissed me.

My first kiss.

At first it was awkward and our teeth bashed against each other, but then I tried to remember how I saw people kissing in movies or porn and kinda got into the groove with her. It wasnt sensual at all, I was just opening my mouth and attacking her tongue with my tongue. Im sure I seemed like a savage. She laughed and we kissed a bit more before we started walking again.

The walk back home, I was on cloud nine. I was so happy. I kept staring at her like a moron and smiling. She would get embarrased and come hug me. When we got home we pretended nothing had happened because obviously her parents were around.

Her brother, Alejandro, wasn't around this evening, so after dinner, we were alone in the living room and we made out a little bit. The rest of the time I just stared at her, happy as a bunny. We talked a bit. About how we would keep contact. I told her I would call her as much as I could. After all, we were gonna be a couple now right? We could make this work. Even tho my first girlfriend was going to be a girl Id known for two weeks and who lived in a different country. Ah the naivety of being a teenager.

It was a sad night, because I guess she had liked me all along but why did it take so long for us to hook up? "Why was i such a moron that I didn't see any signals in the first THIRTEEN days of this trip? Why was I such a pussy?" I kept thinking to myself.

The next day the whole family drove to the airport. I was quiet in the car. Monica was sitting next to me and would discretely touch my hand at times. The drive to the airport was over way too soon. And before I knew it, we were at the security gate. We said our goodbyes as I walked through security with my classmates. Monica looked very sad. I didnt put up much of an act either. I wonder wether the parents picked up on it.

As the plane took off, tears started rolling down my cheeks as I cried quietly. A girl from my class, sitting next to me, was surprised."Whats wrong?" she asked, but I didn't reply.

Back in Denmark, I couldnt get her out of my mind. She usually wrote me letters and sent me pictures of her. Some of them with her perfume on it. Oh how I cherished the smell. It reminded me so much of her from that last night we had together. It made me miss her even more.

I would call her often and we would talk for hours. Usually in the evening time before bed. We wouldn't want to hang up the phone when we said goodbye. Both of us wanted the other one to hang up first. We were in love and it felt good that at least we could talk to each other and hear each others breath on the phone. We never did anything sexual though.

I didnt even care about the phone bill. She often asked about it, but I told her to not worry about it.

After about a month of phone calls, my mom stormed into my room one day and started yelling about the phone bill and who the **** I had been calling? She know though. She had seen the letters and Monica's name on the back of the envelope.

The phone bill was 6600$.

After she was done yelling at me. I had learned to zone out my moms yelling, so even tho she was yelling at me, and even tho everything was my fault I didnt react much at the time. I told her I would help pay it back with my salary. I had some **** part time job at the time. She started crying. This amount of money was a ****ton for us. Even though I never felt like we were poor, its not like we had a lot of money. My dad and mom seperated when I was about 8 years old so we only had her salary untill I started having small part time jobs at around 15 years old.

She had gotten the phone limited so you couldn't call internationally anymore. We had to go on a payment plan, where we paid a certain amount every month. I had some part time job at the time, so we ended up being able to pay the payments every month. I think it took like 2 years or so to pay off.

My relationship with Monica started to deteriorate after I couldnt call her anymore. We could only use letters but one day I called her from a pay phone and she told me that we should stop and that she had met someone that she kinda liked. Add the fact that I lived in a different country. That didn't matter to me though. I was in love with this girl!

I was crushed. I had this ache in my gut and I felt like ****. I pretended to not care that much and said that I was fine with it, if thats what she wanted, but in reality my heart felt like someone had ripped it outta my chest, tossed it on the ground and shattered into a million pieces with a sledgehammer.

After the phone call, I walked around the mall aimlessly, depressed, not knowing what to do. After this I didn't really hear from her except one last letter that she wrote explaining how she still loved me but it was impossible blah blah blah. I've kept all her letters and pictures over the years.

Sometimes I wonder what Monica is up to now. I tried googling her and her brothers full names(Monica Pineda Rosales and Alejandro Pineda Rosales, for your internet detectives) but nothing comes up. I guess she might be married now and changed her name. I hope she is happy in whatever she's doing. It would definitely be nice to get in contact with her again just to see what shes up to.

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Ok so I actually wanted to post a few girlfriend experiences, but the first one was so long. Ill post a bit more tomorrow. Don't worry there will be degen stories as well!

Your first proper post, congrats. Look forward to hearing more about your journey into all-out degenning and likely ****ed-up-beyond-repair view of the opposite sex.

Keep on crushing ;D
Btw, I like call, call in the AK.

pics?

lol love it!

Trixxxxxxxxxxx!

Pics are back in Denmark in my old apartment. Ill try and get my mate to scan them and ship em over but unlikely.

Maybe now she will google her name and find this thread and see what kinda man you have become

This, I've really noticed way more tom boys as well. I also think its easy to get all the drugs ect to help make yourself more lady like if you are 'the man' wanting to be 'the ladyboy'.

Yeah Tom boy and hottie relationships are pretty common among students. You see them all the times, these couple, getting around tandem on scooters around the Nimmin area of Chiang Mai. Also common in BKK. They show an unusual amount of affection for Thais too. Like, you'll often see the hottie on the back of the scooter hugger her tom-boy friend, ot walking around the shopping malls together holding hands. Interesting phenomena and my (Thai) wife has a few theorys of her own. She doesn't think highly of Thai men in general.

I dunno if anyone will notice, but some of my posts were deleted because a certain girl found the thread and complained to the adminstrator.

The thread was initially deleted but a mod was nice enough to remove anything related to her and her pics. So from now on I wont be able to speak much about her, but hopefully have plenty of degen stories etc.

Will be using more aliases now instead as well to protect peoples identities.

How the ****????

lol what a b***h!

great to c the thread is back, and **** you slansky

Been playing last two days. I didn't play the first two days of the month due to some girl problems that was tilting the **** outta me! More on that later.

Anyhow heres a quick update. I feel like Im not playing as well as I should. I'm always tired due to not getting enough sleep and im having a hard time keeping my goal of max 3 tables at a time.

Not sure how I can enforce it upon myself. Suggestions are welcome.

Gym wise, Ive put on a lot of weight in the last two months. Me and a friend started taking testosterone, which added like 20lb on my frame. I went from 161 to 183lb. Most of it water weight tho.

Yesterday I decided that I was going to cut for two weeks and see how much bodyfat I could lose. I dont care that much about weight as much as how much fat/water I can lose.

If anyone has any questions about taking testosterone, feel free to ask. I know its a subject that can be quite controversal so...

month graph:



Pic October last year 143lb before i started lifting seriously again:




Pic day before starting testosterone 161lb 12th June:




3rd August. Been on testosterone + other stuff since 12th June. 183lb.



Balls before testosterone:


Balls after:

Stop doing stupid ****, like taking testosterone

Always squat deeeep!
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You should check this place out, its on the super highway...

http://www.crossfitchiangmai.com/