Ok so i cant sleep. I guess its because ididnt touch myslef enough or i have the third eye open or ******.
Im gonna tell you a little about myself:
"I grew up in Esperanza, a city of...." naaa **** that ****.
I have the same kind of life of every man borned in the early 80s (my english is not the best, but youll get the ideas somehow)
I played alot, and i mean A LOT of videogames when i was a kid, my father took me to the arcade rooms, and leave me there for hours. I was about 8 or something.
Wonderboy, Street fighter 2, flippers, etc. I made tons of friends and was very happy and likeable
just the opossite of what i am today
BUT THATS ITS GONNA CHANGE
Then i get the Atari, followed by the Nes (or family game), SNES (best console ever) Nintendo 64, Playstation 1,2 (awesome) 3 meh, and 4...
****ing playstation 4, the biggest lie of the century. ffs, i dont even know how to turn off that piece of garbage
. Its there, in a box. I dont even want to sell it (i still have faith...)
Then i became a magician.
The i become a bass player, you know, a rocker
, a bad boy
, you know, to get the girls...
:cool :
I played in different type of rock bands (hardcore, grunge, new metal etc)
By those days i started to play poker, mostly 5 card draw for pennys, then nlhe without preflop action (everyone puts the ante, gets 2 cards and the flop) And btw, that is a concept i want to implement in the future (no preflop action, all players at the table put the ante and see the flop)
Anyways
So i finally got the girl
and dropped the bass.
The i decided to study philosophy.
In my second year of philosophy, i was on ****ing class of Aestethics, sourrounded by very old people, boring the **** out of my mind, and i decided to leave and i never come back. I just quitted.
So what im gonna do? What i WANT to do? I want to play poker.
I was living in bs as at the moment (im from Argentina, there the name "Going South") and find out there was a couple of private nlhe tourneys every saturday so i decided to play.
I was super loose passive, and i was really intimidated by everyone
I lost. so i came back next week, and lost again. Next week the same. Next week the same.
I started to sell a couple of things (i sold my nintendo ultra 64 in 50 pesos,2006..) in order to keep playing.
So i decided to give it one more shot, if i dont make the money thats it, im done.
That day, it was the bubble (4 or 5 tables), iirc 6 players made the money, and obv i was folding to the money. My M was, 0.5. So in the next big blind i was all in, got dealt AT and somehow its holds, then manage to get 3rd place.
I was so ****ing happy to made the money, that i remember making this horrible mistake: When down to 4, i was in sb and bb was all in (i actually had him covered with my sb) everyone fold, i so did i. lol. (everyone, even the dealer poiting out my mistake, my cards were shown and i would won the hand) That player almost triples up. Then i lost a huuuuuuge hand being 3 to 1 favourite for the massive chip lead. Bust in 3rd. But i was happy
Then i started to study hard. I bought books, magazines, dvds etc, i was dedicated, passionated, and i improved a lot.
One day i decided to start playing online, i made a deposit of $50 dollars on Fortune Poker, and run it up to 400, playing way out of bankroll. I was playing in cyber cafes cause i didnt had bandwidth at the time. Anyways, once i got a pc with bandwidth i lost my bankroll several times. I had HUGE, HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE tilt issues. I had the worst negative thinking the mankind has ever seen, i run bad, wich made me tilt hard, and i ..i destroy my apartment.
So, i was having huge tilt issues. When i say i destroy my apartment, that was i literally did. Everything was destroyed except the bed and the TV. Every day i have to go out to buy a new keyboard or new mouse, i was that stupid. Every day.
I remember throwing a 1 liter glass bottle of beer half full to a mirror.
Chaos everywhere (inside, and outside me)
Anyways, by the time i was leaving alone, my gf was living 500 km away, for some stupid reason i decided to not comeback to Esperanza so she has to travel to buenos aires to visit me. That was 2006.
2007 was pure chaos and destruction. Gf leaves me. I dont care. Months pass, i decided to call her. She is with a new boyfriend. boom, my world goes down i started to cry hard, very hard, that was one of the worst moments of my life (Christmas 2007)
I dont know what i am doing here. Why im telling all of this.
In 2008 my mother passed away and i go back to Esperanza.
All i remember was being drunk all weekends and playing poker with friends. 2009 the same. 2010 the same. 2011..i was...i...sgfdahtg
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