Saturday, January 25, 2014

The Disaster of a Life: How to do it in a Few Easy Steps

This was a guideline I followed when I was in high school. After watching Maury nonstop and seeing girls my age get pregnant and drop out, I made it and I stuck by it adamantly. It may have been the one thing that made me into who I am today. So let's go through it step-by-step.

Clubs
Clubs are a place people go to find dates or an easy lay. They're the one place you go if you want to hitch up with someone. I avoided them(Like I was of age to even go at the time)and I do to this day. It's not worth it.

Music
Music is a way of expressing yourself and your emotions. So the right song can do just that. What plays in clubs? Dance music. Nothing wrong with dance music. I love dance music. But the lyrical content for most of them are sexual. Subtly, explicitly, they're talking about doing something relating to sex. The right song will have someone on you grinding and hugging on you in a seductive manner, male or female.

Alcohol
What do people have before pop, lock and dropping it? A drink or two. And these clubs sell some considerable stuff. So two drinks will get you all the way through. Now for the fools who go over that limit? Danger. They're the ones who either start fights or try to get some tail. You can see them before they see you, usually. And there are people who drink before going to a club and then drink more when they arrive.

Alternatively, alcohol may be substituted with drugs or pills.

Corruption
Now you have all of the above in your body, an ignorant song telling you to dance and hump, a few shots of tequila or some other alcohol, a pill that makes everything colorful and all of that mixing into a substance that tells you to drop everything and do everything you shouldn't. Someone bump into you? Get in his face for it. See a chick with some nice assets? Go for it! Wanna do something for the fuck of it? Do it! You're not in control at all, so you've no choice. It'll seem like a good idea at the time and that's when you know when you're corrupted. But you feel good. Or you feel like shit after throwing up.

Sex
Now if you came with some women, you may get one of them to bang. Or you could have gotten some floozies to come on your arm and they want you in them. Are they attractive? It depends on the person. One man's trash is another man's treasure. What looks good on the outside is poison on the inside. But even worse, you may have gotten a corrupt chick with a nice body but there an alternate scenario where you hooked up with a fat chick whose sole purpose is to cockblock all of her considerably attractive friends. And when she's not doing that, she's searching for prey. You, no longer the individual with his better judgment is in a vulnerable state. She sees you, she's going after you. And you better hope you're good on your feet. But even when you get captured, you don't care. You want to fuck, and Rosie O'Donnell looks like Ramona the supermodel to you. So you go for it and it's a lovely ride. And things go dark...

Aftermath
...and you wake up. You feel like shit. You feel horrible. Your head is pounding. Your clothes are all over the place. You're somewhere you don't know about, and you're alone. What happened? Exactly.
Sometimes, you're not alone. Next to you is a fat chick snoring. Her lipstick is smeared. And you see the exact shade on your face and crotch. Alternatively, she may be the hot chick you eyed. Great, right? Well, it's not all sunshine. Your head hurts and you feel queasy. You leave the scene as best as you can. A few days later, you feel itchy. Or sick. Or irritable. You know what happened a few days back and you go to the worst case scenario in your head. And that's what it is. Or, if you feel okay or in fact a lot better than usual, that means something's around the corner that'll put your good mood to waste. And it'll be arriving within nine months. Upon taking this path that's been paved for you, your life as is will now be a living hell. All you used to do and wanted to do will now go to waste. All because you went and made a Disaster of your Life.

Conclusion
This is how half of the population came to be, if not a third. Point is, life is screwed for them and the cycle will repeat with their kin and others like them. What are ways you can prevent this? Easy. Don't go to clubs. Simple. Don't do it. I've never been to one. And look at me. I'm miserable, but compared to the fool above, I've got it made. Don't drink. Your body doesn't need it and you'll feel good without it. It's a literal drug made legal. Look at all the nonsense that happens because of alcohol. You don't need it and it's downright expensive for good quality stuff. And lastly, avoid the drugs. Didn't you ever watch cartoons back in the day?

Do all of that, and you can avoid The Disaster of a Life. Want a Disaster of a Life? Do the opposite of what I posted in this entry.

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