Double Post

(07-05-2015 04:34 AM)Porfirio Rubirosa Wrote:  *arrives in the Dominican Republic to spend some time with relatives before hitting-up European summer destinations*

Well, I'm a foreigner here; everything seems bizarre and strange to me. For months I've been flirting with the idea of spending more time here but I've come to realise years living abroad first as a child under the aegis of my diplomat parents and then as an adult have left me a stranger to this country. My compatriots don't speak like me, they don't behave like me. I don't know how to feel about this. I suppose I've succeeded in turning into a full-blown Spaniard; my efforts to re-claim my ancestral homeland - the country of most of my forefathers - have left me without a connection to the homeland of my parents. I'm like one of those Greenlandic kids the Danish government fucked up. I hold citizenship in three countries but it feels unnatural to describe them all as 'my countries'; I'm an outsider everywhere I go. Fuck!
#DepressedRant

I am similar having grown up in multiple countries and having roots in a few. You are what you are. Your unique upbringing and multiple heritages should be nothing but a curious side-line.

You are a man and you can forge your own identity regardless of your past. If you want to become an Icelandic fisher, then that is what you are.

I see myself as a citizen of the world, while I do associate myself with certain cultures, races and nationalities partly, because I don't discard that part of myself. But I always saw myself apart from the crowd and crowd-think of what a member of this or that country or race has to think, how he has to act or believe in.

Little did I know back then that some of the wisest saints had a similar outlook just as some of the elite money-families of this world, who see themselves apart from a people/country/nationality/even race anyway.

I just saw a vid of sharky and jesus that guy knows what is up

I caught a little of Battlebots, and it featured quite an interesting match-up. One team was made up of all typical geek types, while the other was led by a pink-haired girl.

Here's video of the match (intros starting @ 35:20), which plays out exactly like you'd expect:





Down goes Feminism.

(07-05-2015 11:23 PM)Bacchus Wrote:  I caught a little of Battlebots, and it featured quite an interesting match-up. One team was made up of all typical geek types, while the other was led by a pink-haired girl.

Here's video of the match (intros starting @ 35:20), which plays out exactly like you'd expect:





Down goes Feminism.

The female competitor must have accused the opposing team of rape after that one.

^From that idiotic design I cant see how they made it that far.

(07-04-2015 01:24 PM)Cattle Rustler Wrote:  Germanico, una pregunta. Donde existen "cougars y MILFs" en Mexico?

Nunca las he buscado en persona, solo en linea.

MIlfs and cougars in Mexico: not online.

The ones youll find online would be either

a) Young single mothers, which dont actually qualify as Milfs (they all seem to be single mothers online...)

b) Dried up "strong independent cabronas" Jenni Rivera types.

So stop gaming online while in Mexico. You didnt come down here to fish on Tinder.

Now, where to find them?

Depends on what city are you in. This applies to any big city:

- Home Depot. Seriously. You will be surprised.
- Yoga classes or corporate gyms.
- Upscale supermarkets. Superama in central cities, HEB in northern cities.
- Any american fast-food franchise, next to the playground.
- Shopping malls, week days 9-12 am. (small niche market with little to none competition)
- Starbucks, Cielito Querido, Italian Coffee, or any franchise coffee chain, weekdays 5-9 pm.
- Any utilities customer service offices. Gas, water, electricity, telephone. Find an excuse to be there and take your pick of the line.

July 4th weekend incident:
I live in suburb of a midwestern city whose primary population is apx. 280,000. Add in the surrounding burbs and you've got apx. 800,000 (just to paint a clear picture). From Thursday to Sunday I decided to make it a fireworks-focused holiday weekend, with a different girl 3 of 4 nights, and with family starting on Thursday.

Saturday the 4th rolls around and I take a new plate with me downtown to main city fireworks. Est 70-100k attended the event, or observed the fireworks in viewable proximity. Had a great time, a few beers, etc. The police presence was heavy as hell (in the fenced off viewing area) due to the terrorism threats and I'm assuming also due to recent racial events across the nation. I'm white, my girl is white.

Upon leaving, they had main street closed for pedestrians. As we were crossing we got to the middle of the road (and were using it to diagonally walk the length of the street which had dividers) and a mob of about 20-25 black youth, guessing 16-20yo comes up the road flashing gang signs, yelling a bunch of shit about black power or something and there is one cop, a white woman, apx 5'4" 135 lbs tops, within 10 feet of us. She stands her ground and the biggest kid takes off his shirt and starts jumping up and down trying to rally other people from the sidewalks to join them.

At this point they've encircled us; me, my date, and the female cop. The shirt-off kid starts acting like he's about to punk me and starts pushing other kids into me. I called him out (he didn't want any), while doing so I felt someone at my back thinking it was my girl who was actually huddled at my side, and it was the fuckin little female cop using ME like we're backing each other preparing to do battle, standing our ground back2back. wtf?

I said;"You better call this in before something goes down here." As she's just starting to call it in, and unmarked black suburban comes flying up practically hitting people, and out comes another cop (man about my size.. I'm 6'4" 230). and another suburban from the other end of the road came up and squeezed the mob in, and 2 more cops popped out of that and dismantled the group.

What I learned: 1) Female cops are useless, even with a gun and tazer, which I'm really glad she didn't use or draw, because it wasn't escalated to that level yet. Her small presence wasn't even considered a hiccup in the mob's motion or aggressive actions. It was like she wasn't even there. 2) Either beat the biggest guys ass or let him know he's gonna get his ass kicked (always in any situation) and the rest follow suit and puss out. I didn't feel very threatened regardless, but I could sense it could become very real in a flash if left unaddressed. Never let anyone smell fear in you. 3) The media's effect on nation-wide populace is very real, as I even heard another black kid's mom shut him up when he started saying shit about skin color just before we started to cross the road.

What's funny is just 10 min before this we were b.s.ing with a few black families as their kids were shooting everyone with bubble gun repeaters which was hilarious. It really hit me that all the world's problems boil down to a stupidly issue that spans all races, all genders, all organizations and governments, and usually involves stupid people acting in large numbers, instead of a few people stopping problems at their source.

Alright guys, I have a problem that I could use your help and advice with.

I'll try to explain my situation without boring you to death with my entire life story.

Basically, it's an issue with anxiety. Or at least I think.

Ever since freshman year of high school, I think I've had anxiety issues. It was mainly with public speaking. I had to give a speech in one of my classes, and I just couldn't do it. I eventually had to pussy bitch my way out by doing it in front of the teacher after classes. I seemed to get a lot better during junior year when one of my classes was a legitimate speech class. I got a lot better. Senior year, some shit happened that's a story in itself that basically made me a bit paranoid of what people are saying about me, and also made me generally nervous when I'm at big social events.

Now that it's two or three years later and I'm in college, things have seemed to change. I've been improving myself in many ways, but one thing that has stuck with me is my ongoing anxiety. Public speaking is still somewhat of an issue, although when I'm up there and speaking I usually do very well. But big social situations that shouldn't probably worry me do.

See, it's not so much the "moment" of whatever I'm nervous about that sucks, it's really just the worrying leading up to it. Almost 100% of the time, for whatever speech or social event that I get nervous about, you could ask anyone that was there, and they'd say that I seemed fine, calm and normal. But leading up to it is what gets me.

And I get nervous over literally the stupidest shit. For example, today I had a meeting at my store for part-timers. Just a simple fucking meeting. I sit there and listen to my manager talk for about an hour about store improvements and shit. Chill, right? Nothing crazy about that. Well about an hour or two before it, I start worrying about it. Who all is going to be there? Will any unwanted attention be shined on me? Will something embarrassing happen?



I shouldn't be worrying about that pussy shit. I end up going to the meeting with sweat stains on my shirt, because of the worrying leading up to it. But during the actual meeting itself, I was fine. Normal, calm conversations with my co-workers.

So why is this a problem?

My two main problems that I have with my anxiety, or whatever you want to call it, is:

1.) The stupid, unnecessary worrying. It happens leading up to things. Sometimes hours before something. Sometimes even days. Stupid. And sometimes, even in classes, just sitting there I'll get nervous. What if something crazy happens that embarrasses me? What if, what if. Pathetic. That shouldn't be happening.
2.) (and this is the main reason) The fucking sweat stains. I get awful, visible sweat stains in the pit area of my shirts whenever I'm worrying about something. So then when I'm at the event of whatever it was that I was worrying about, I may be calm, but my shirt says otherwise. This is a real confidence breaker in itself, and bothers me to no fucking end.

I could live with problem #1, I honestly could. But problem #2 is what pisses me off and makes me so uncomfortable. Any man that's been to a social event or just in any social situation having visible sweat stains knows what I'm talking about. I'm sure we've all been there.

Oh, and I've tried. I've tried to stop the stains. Ever since I started college I've noticed I have a problem with this, and since then I have tried everything. I've tried every anti-antiperspirant under the sun. I eat right. I've trimmed my armpit hairs. I've made every minuscule change to my day-to-day routine to avoid these stains. In fact, a couple months ago I came to the conclusion myself that antiperspirants are useless, only make sweating worse, and cause permanent white stains in shirts. I found this article by Roosh and started only using baking soda, and a couple weeks ago I found this Return of Kings article and started scrubbing my pits in the shower with a natural loofah.

And admittedly, having used the loofah trick for the past few days now, I can conclude that it does actually help. Before the loofah, in normal situations my pits would be somewhat wet and in high-tense, nervous situations they would be rivers; now that I use the loofah, in normal situations they're dry and in high-tense situations they're not as wet, but still wet enough to make ugly visible stains.

That's actually why today was my breaking point. When I found that RoK article on loofah scrubbing, I thought that it was the answer to my prayers; a solution after my years of searching for what to do. But it wasn't enough to help my stain problem completely. For the first few days, I had dry pits. It was great. But today, being in a nervous situation, the stains still showed. I've done everything I can. I realize now that my anxiety, or whatever it is, is my problem. It is the only thing keeping me from living a comfortable day-to-day life, free of worrying about how many people can see my stains, forcing myself to stand with crossed arms so that it's harder to see.

So I need a solution.

I don't want to see a doctor, because I assume all that will happen as a result will be a prescription of Xanax or something, giving only short-term relief and the risk of a high reliance, and even an addiction.

I'm not interested in marijuana or any illegal drugs.

I will say that I'm highly considering kratom. I found this article on it a month or two ago and went back today to read it again. Seems like a good product, but I'm concerned with how much it costs, and how it is only a short-term solution. (Maybe short-term solutions aren't all that bad though, I don't know.) Anyone know of any good slow strains of kratom?

Also, can you pass a drug test having used kratom? (I know it's illegal in some states, so that raises a red flag. Just thought I'd make sure before using it.)

Anyway, that's about it. I just had to get all that off my chest, and I desperately need some advice on this. I've been avoiding this problem in my life for years now, but having spent the last couple years devoting myself to self-improvement (and doing very well), I realize that my anxiety is what is causing two of my biggest problems that I need to get rid of. It's time for me to be a big boy and kill this problem. Because once I do, life will be so much more enjoyable for various reasons, most notably my confidence. My anxiety is getting in the way of me being a bigger and better man than I otherwise could be, and that bothers me so much.

Thanks.

Some white crack head asked how much she has to pay to suck my dick when I was walking to my car today LOL.

(07-07-2015 01:22 AM)Goldhawkstar Wrote:  Alright guys, I have a problem that I could use your help and advice with.

1.) The stupid, unnecessary worrying. It happens leading up to things. Sometimes hours before something. Sometimes even days. Stupid. And sometimes, even in classes, just sitting there I'll get nervous. What if something crazy happens that embarrasses me? What if, what if. Pathetic. That shouldn't be happening.
2.) (and this is the main reason) The fucking sweat stains. I get awful, visible sweat stains in the pit area of my shirts whenever I'm worrying about something. So then when I'm at the event of whatever it was that I was worrying about, I may be calm, but my shirt says otherwise. This is a real confidence breaker in itself, and bothers me to no fucking end.

I would try to tackle it on multiple fronts:

First the sweating here:

You tried natural non-toxic methods promoted by Roosh. There is also another more lasting way by tanning your armpits:
http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articl...teria.aspx
Article by Dr. Mercola who explains why this works.

As far as the anxiety goes - the reasons for this may be deep, but you don't necessarily have to address it fully to be effective. I would propose you do every day contemplative techniques, where you calm your mind, think of someone or something (dog, cat) you love, take a few deep breaths and then continue by imagining a highly anxiety-inducing situation. You literally put yourself in the toughest spot. If that is too stressful in the beginning do it with a more simple situation. Then as you imagine yourself being in the situation, you visualize mastering it all with confidence, with no sweating and no anxiety at all.

In addition if you are somewhat spiritually or belief-inclined you can ask God, Jesus, Allah or The Force for aid in this endeavor. Even if you are an atheist, it will probably be better to ask the The Force for assistance, since it will reach your subconscious better. Do that exercise for 5-10 minutes daily - best before going to bed, as the experiences will pull over to your dream state. You can also do it in the morning right after waking up. That will set you up for a more positive day.

Also don't despair if it does not work after 3-5 attempts. If you continue it, then you will simply rewire your inner being over time. I am sure that it will work sooner or later even if it takes months. The simple contemplative exercises will also calm you down generally, help you relax and be more in tune with your inner being. Your currency to achieve it is the discipline to go with those exercises. Your subconscious mind will sooner or later react and you will realize that you are a different man in those situations.

Tanning the armpits, now that's a creative solution!

Also I used to have much worse anxiety back in the day before I realized I was holding my breath whenever I felt a little nervous. That raises blood pressure and heart rate significantly, making a feedback loop that fucks with your mental state and puts anxiety from what would be a 3 or 4 to an 8. Pretty soon you just get crippled by daily life as you anticipate the anxiety you believe you suffer from strongly.

10 caps of fish oil a day will also lower resting heart rate if you find that breathing does not do the trick.

Sad state of hip hop man. Turns out J.Cole album Forest Hills Drive went platinum with no features. This feat has not been done in 25 years and did he perform or get any acknowledgement at the BET awards. Nope, but Fetty Wap did! Sad.

(07-07-2015 01:25 AM)Brian Shima Wrote:  Some white crack head asked how much she has to pay to suck my dick when I was walking to my car today LOL.

Remind me of the cheeseburger skit. Did you go the Menace 2 Society or Don't Be A Menace route.

My brother seems to have swallowed the usual beta bitch boy bullshit. He said that "it's good to go slow" at the beginning of something with a woman.

My response? Fuck that, push it as far as you possibly can. If you crash the fucking car, you crash it.

Just spent the last few hours hanging out with a lesbian. I got some great inadvertent game tips out of her. I think this may have been the single most realistic outlook on being a female I've ever heard out of a girls mouth.

I quote;

Quote:she's so pretty how can she be sad?

Anybody know why CuntLord got banned?

(07-07-2015 01:56 AM)Zelcorpion Wrote:  First the sweating here:

You tried natural non-toxic methods promoted by Roosh. There is also another more lasting way by tanning your armpits:
http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articl...teria.aspx
Article by Dr. Mercola who explains why this works.

(07-07-2015 02:46 AM)Hades Wrote:  Tanning the armpits, now that's a creative solution!

The only problem with that though - Is there any way to easily tan my armpits without sprawling out on my lawn with my arms in the air for the world to see? (Especially since where I live, winters would prevent me from doing this completely.)

Perhaps some sort of portable UV light I could hold up to it 10-15 minutes a day?

(07-07-2015 12:46 PM)Blackwell Wrote:  Anybody know why CuntLord got banned?

There's only room for one Dark Lord on the RVF, of pussy or otherwise.

He seemed a bit spergy, but I don't remember seeing anything that wild from him.

I read somewhere (prolly here) that a killer combo for armpit funk & sweating was baking soda + corn starch, with the latter being for the sweating. However I can't vouch for it as I'm not really a sweaty person, only using baking soda occasionally. You might want to try it though.

(07-07-2015 10:41 PM)Titan Wrote:  I read somewhere (prolly here) that a killer combo for armpit funk & sweating was baking soda + corn starch, with the latter being for the sweating. However I can't vouch for it as I'm not really a sweaty person, only using baking soda occasionally. You might want to try it though.

Corn starch? That's a first. I'll definitely check that out and get back to you, thanks.

Edit: Yep, you weren't kidding. A lot of sources say that corn starch is a natural antiperspirant. I'll give it a try sometime, thanks for bringing it up.

(07-07-2015 12:46 PM)Blackwell Wrote:  Anybody know why CuntLord got banned?

Probably the "Veteran's Lounge" thread.
It was always going to happen eventually, dude was a bit off. Really strange way of talking, and couldn't accept criticism without getting butthurt. I'm not convinced he actually talks to girls. He should set his ego aside, pull himself up, and get on with the job at hand.

Where is Koreandude and some of those other guys that popped up with so many questions and then disappeared?

The Russian Guy seemed to have some potential but got banned when he started trolling.