Mr.Darcy wrote:I am in a fraternity already. I hate how everybody thinks every frat guy gets laid. Only 2% of the each chapter are consistently slaying poon while the rest either have girlfriends or are lucky enough to f**k one now and then. I looked in to studying abroad and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to afford it due to rent and I owe my grandma money. My parents are pretty much a liability to me. I think I'm just going to go see a psychiatrist and be diagnosed with welbutrin or some antidepressant.
Sorry but I'm going to say some words that aren't so nice.
How about you grow some balls and stop all the negative bullshit. All you're thinking about is what everyone else is doing and what you'd like to do.
You're supposed to be a man. Act like one and maybe women will start wanting to play on your Pogo stick. Seriously, do not let a woman dictate your happiness. Do not let a woman rejecting you put you into a state of depression. Be the mother f***ing lion and an Alpha male. If some woman doesn't want you, it's her loss. NEXT.
I looked in to studying abroad and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to afford it due to rent and I owe my grandma money.
This is what I mean. WORK IT OUT. Get another job. Find a way. Act like your life depended on it. If you did this you might not succeed but your action might open other doors. Talk to granny, work it the f**k out. Stop being a p***y and go after what you WANT and need with a vengeance. Find a way.
Back in 2008, I wanted to cover (write and photograph) the Beijing Olympics. Problem was, nobody wanted to help me get credentialed or pay my way. I had been freelancing at some magazines for years - no help - the cunts. For a month I thought about what to do. I worked it out. I asked the magazines to tell me how many articles and photos they could guarantee me so I knew approximately what I would earn short-term. I found two people who donated towards my cause. I couldn't afford the accommodation because it was $500 a night and I was there for more than two weeks. A friend of mine had a friend who was covering the games. He talked to him and tried to get me a bed. It isn't easy but eventually I was able to win a coveted spot - on the floor. I could have been a p***y and given up. It paid off and helped me in the long run. I've done this several times. But that's why I'm in Thailand and most people only say, "I should go there," or "I really want to live in Thailand." It sounds cliche but the truth is, if you want to do something, stop f***ing around and do it.