Monthly Archives: August 2015

Cherry Blossoms


Summer was in full swing, the hot humid weather in Asia was taking its toll on me, although I despised winter so much back in Melbourne the exceedingly humid summers in Asia were probably just as uncomfortable.

I saw her on the underground subway station. Tall, long dark hair, large eyes. From the way that she carried herself, from the confidence in her walk to the directness in her stare, she seemed different. I talked to her. Exchanged brief details and set up a time to meet up in the future.

She was from Japan, it was rather obvious all along, her sense of style should have given it away. When we met up, I noticed her gaze was held so much more deeper than most of the girls I encounter here. Her girl-charm and peaceful demeanour made it impossible not to be attracted to her. The other thing that I noticed was her sense of romanticism, after slowly becoming jaded from a lifestyle which highlights the dark side of women it was probably what I needed.

After realising how much aligned in our philosophies and outlooks on life it was evident that this girl was not just another pump and dump project. This was further re-asserted when I asked her when she last went to Japan, her response was as follows:

“It’s interesting, in the last 18 months or so I’ve been back three times, once cause I missed my family, once cause my grandma was sick and the last time because I really missed Cherry Blossoms”.

As she finished that sentence, I felt this comfort towards her that was impossible to explain, her traditional family values were on display coupled with her romantic and impulsive side too. I could totally relate, I’ve travelled overseas randomly due to missing a landscape that I loved or a venue that I missed do deeply. Call me foolish or irresponsible but having some impulse towards things that make us happy is honestly the aspect which keeps us human and not live a robotic existence.

Over the coming days I glared over pictures of Cherry Blossoms and my desire to see them in person is growing. Although out of season right now, I’ll definitely check them out next year.

City Review: Manila Madness

Manila, Philippines

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I visited Manila recently over a summer break for one week.

Being the Capital of the Philippines I expected it to have some worthy sights to visit. However, upon my arrival I noticed that there really isn’t much to see in this city.

The city is home to to 12 million people. It is poorly planned with nightmare traffic during peak times. The people are willing to scam you and deceive you in order to benefit themselves. I stayed in the Makati area which is one of the better parts of the National Capital Region and home to many expatriates. The weather is warm and humid in summer and thunderstorms occur regularly in the summer months.

Manila had by far the ugliest people I have ever come across in a city. The average quality of women is something like a 2/10, it made Australia seem like heaven. The women are the easiest in the world and are into foreigners for their status and wealth as much as their looks and charm. People are retarded, with low education levels and lack of social welfare meaning many will be living below the poverty line.

There are plenty of hookers and ladyboys since the majority of people have no value to offer to the world besides the use of their pussies or anuses. Girls as young as 17 will take up prostitution in order to live the high life and escape the doom of mediocrity that awaits.

I would focus on foreign girls and halfies as they were generally hotter. There are subsets of girls from China whom avoid Filipino’s like the plague as they view them as far inferior to themselves. Local girls will lie, cheat, and steal in order to benefit themselves, many girls will have Filipino husbands and Fiancées but will happily cheat with a foreigner as there is a remote possibility that they could get foreign citizenship and escape their dump of a country.

The upper class is something quite amazing, people whom live in areas like Rockwell, Fort Bonifacio and so on have baller families with multiple maids, cooks, and drivers. They are generally good looking, party in the high end places and travel to exotic locations funded by foreign cash, usually through their parents. If you can crack this circle you’ll do well. I was fortunate to meet a girl who was in this circle and believe me, it had me in awe. Besides all the doom an gloom in the country, there is some excitement in the upper tier.

I feel like there is strong delusion amongst the people of this country. People will be caught red handed doing something illegal, with video coverage and still deny their involvement. They believe that if something is denied continually that will mean that it simply never occurred. People are similar to dung beetles when it comes to their long term outlooks and goals, they will put a short term pleasure ahead of any consequences affiliated with that action, for example, look at all the knocked up women carrying children with multiple fathers.

Manila is horrible logistically, it’s a poorly planned car city which reminded me of the horrid traffic I found myself in back in Melbourne. Being a poverty stricken country, roads often were closed and had construction work being performed which conveniently can add a lot of time to a simple trip. Cab drivers will scam you and won’t want to use their meters, so be stern and threaten to leave the cab if they give any attitude, they are the slaves, not you. The city is spread out with hubs like Quezon City, Fort Bonifacio, Malate and so on, so you might need to use cabs to get around assuming you don’t have a vehicle.

There isn’t much to do in Manila besides banging and clubbing. I focussed on the high end joints, such as Palace Pool Club, Prive and Valkyrie. There is some decent quality there as this is the best place for quality in the whole country. There are many ballers rocking up in Ferrari’s and Bentley’s and lots of foreign cash too. Dress up, and look like you fit in, work the venues and be prepared to work hard. Since there’s so many foreign ballers here, you’ll need to bring your A-Game. There’s sadly plenty of hookers amongst the crowd trying to find high end clientèle so be weary of them.

There’s shitty clubs in places like Malate but I personally don’t get any enjoyment in slamming 5/10’s so I avoided them like a plague.

You’ll see online how foreign guys come here and slam some crazy notches like 96 girls in 3 months etc. and after being here a week I completely see that being doable, given you’re happy banging 4-6’s/10. The quality in this place is so low that it is really a quantity-driven city. If you’re a novice notch hunter then this place is for you. If you’re a more seasoned player who is past the point of hunting for notches in order to feel validated then pass on Manila since there’s definitely other places with substantially prettier girls, much better quality of life and similar cost of living. Sometimes I’d wonder why foreigners with money would be living in the Philippines long term, given how shit the pollution, traffic and social problems are over there, but each to their own.

The Drive Fades


It started with a stare, the one that lasts just that bit longer to seem coincidental. From there it was joyous pleasure for some time to come.

It had me thinking.

A pretty girl, an unslanted legal system, a good lifestyle, a decent salary.

If all four of the above co-existed simultaneously, most men would enter matrimonial vows with women without much further thought.

But not to worry, societal trends, and government trends have ensured that this won’t occur in the west in this current era.

Most of us men are not born players or playboys, we are simply responding to the environment that we find ourselves in. We adapted in order to maximise the attainment of goods from the harsh environment we find ourselves in. Women shunning family and love in order to ride the carousel and pursue job titles. It would make previous generation sad but that’s considered the norm in this age.
These days, I don’t care for notch counts, nor flags. The +1 texts and bragging of pump and dumps are getting old.

Look, cock-riding is not the natural state of women. This is a trough in sexual history. Women today have been given a rather interesting set of circumstances and are responding as biological creatures to maximise their outcomes. Just how men are responding to this new “modern” woman that exists in the West. We can complain and bitch all we want but it’s simply Biology. We don’t get angry when the bird eats the worm, it’s just how things are.

Living the pump and dump lifestyle is fun, maybe even enjoyable for a while but after an extended period of time it can leave us jaded and somewhat exhausted. We work through all the hoops that are there to challenge us in order to attain what we desire and even then the instability can leave us thirsty. But after a while, the time and effort required can leave us with a lack of time for loved ones or even spare time to pursue more meaningful hobbies and interests. I do think that it’s a phase every man needs to experience in order to educate himself about the female species however doing this for the majority of your life? Most guys wouldn’t want that.

Back a while ago, I used to feel disgust when I heard that a high value guy entered an LTR, I’d used to think “Wow, what a loser!” I had no idea but I was overlooking that commitment wasn’t a bad deal for most men given the right type of woman.

We are all aware that the shrinking pool of marriage-worthy women are continuing to dwindle which leaves many men committed to living the smash and dash lifestyle which makes sense, but for the guys that end up with someone worthwhile it is understandable since the drive to continue simply fades.