Memorial Day Weekend Shenanigans

Jersey Shore- Avalon (FRAT)

Atlantic City (Calvin Harris/Victor Calderone Day Time Pool Party into Steve Aoki Evening Fiesta)

Fuck Facebook

I just realized I've spent so much of my time on facebook..... Jesus, this is fantastic!!!! I hate facebook and everything about it. Social networking, my ass. It's an excuse for ugly chicks to post up slutty pics of themselves urging my stomach muscles to violently spasm (If you're a fucking dumbass and don't know what I'm describing, vomitting you degenerate cunt!). Jesus, I'm pissed right now. I need to nap and I'll finish this post later.

Seeing our past mistakes (the ex)

You ever have the urge to see your ex again? Well, I got drunk the other night and I'm not talking about a couple of sips, I'm leaning more towards 12 beers, 6 shots deep without eating dinner on a Saturday night. AND no, I'm not a pussy and can drink a lot more than that on a normal Saturday night but like I said, I was missing a key component, FOOD.  Well, I was fucking shit faced and getting real weird at my friend's bar (grabbing random girls hair, etc.) when I had a bright idea to fucking text my ex-gf. Fucking bitch! Jesus, I've spent the last 3 years trying to fucking forget about her and that goddam emo side of me came out. I felt like a pro football player coming out of the closet, all awkward and shit. Well, the damage was done. I texted her an L bomb and that I wanted to grab dinner with her after the law school semester was over. She fucking texted me back all this shit about how she had told me that we should've done this a long time ago, that's she's been trying to get back into my life, all this cuntish shit. The worst part is my phone died mid-convo.... so, I woke up the next day and got all these angry texts/VMs that it was all BS and she hated me for being a drunk asshole that hasn't changed.

A weird feeling came over me and I actually texted her back the next morning and committed to grabbing dinner. FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!!!! What the hell was I thinking, honestly.... I've been getting real emo these days with chicks after my casting interview for a new Bravo TV matching making show for young, New Yorkers. Yes, people of blogspot and religious readers of this amazing blog, I maybe on a reality tv show soon. I'm actually their top candidate and debating whether or not this gorgeous face (obviously, born to be on Bravo TV) should make an appearance. Come on now, I need to think about my career first. Well, during the interview they kept grilling me on my past relationships and why they didn't work, describe it in detail, and what I thought I did wrong.... Jesus people, that fucked me so badly. I haven't thought about my ex-gfs in forever. I've been getting enough pussy to feed a family of 5. Why the hell would I think about them?

Well, I started talking about them and what happened in our situation. Then everything started snowballing after that incident. FUCKKKKKK!!!!! I started messaging my ex-gfs to see what they were up to and 

got some sick messages back. "You're a fucking asshole, you don't call or text me and then you're nice all of a sudden" "Douchebag, go to hell" My favorite just a "Fuck you!" and that was it. Short and sweet.... Jesus, I'm turning into a pussy. 

The reason why I blogged about this sitch is to ask the Q, why do we have this urge to see our past mistakes again? I do say mistake because it obviously didn't work out for a reason and you made a mistake of picking them as one to be in a relationship. Damn it, I'm like all over the place now. I can't think straight because I know I fucked up and shouldn't have opened Pandora's box. But, really, I don't understand why we have this natural reaction to see them again? Do we want to prove something? Do we want to show off? Do we hope they're a mess and we made the right decision? I keep pondering these Qs and can't figure out a right solution. I originally thought it would be a harmless meeting where we could catch up and see how are lives are doing. But, for some reason I know it maybe a horrible idea. When you have a bad break up, it's not like people change and you meet up again and everything is suddenly fine. Fuuccckkk dude, I don't know what to do. Anyone give me some advice?

Youtube the hell out of this playlist

Alejandro ( afrojack remix)
Ayo-hyper crush
Baby when the light
Bangeduck!
Bass Down Low  - the cataracs
Come and get my love
Come On lets go (PH electro remix)
Dirty Talk
Electro house 2010 club mix
Escape me ( cc sheffield)
Feel it in my bones
Flashback
Get you home ( party rock)
Ghosts n sutff
Heads will roll ( a-trak remix)
Hello (dada life remix)
Hello  (sidney samson remix)
I like it( chuckie remix)
Im not alone
In the air
Knas
Leave the world behind
Let me sip my drink (DJ chuckie)
Louder than words (ft afrojack)
Miami 2 ibiza
More sam !!!
My feelings for you
My name  ( ian carey remix)
No beef
OMG ( alvaro remix)
One (your name) feat pharrell
One love (chuckie a fatman)
Phazing (tiesto remix)
Pregame music  vol. 3
Riverside
Sam mix!!!
San francisco ( rock massive )
Seek romance  ( axwell mix)
Show me love
Stereo love
Sweet disposition
Take over control (extended)
Teenage crime  (axwell
Theme from discotheque
This is my life
Warp vs.  pon de floor
Work it out (klaas remix)
You and I (deadmau5 mix)
You used to hold me

Winning in another Continent...possibly not

So,  maybe I won't be taking this job opportunity in Hong Kong afterall. I've been reading about speculations of a near term China real estate bubble burst. Everyone knows that China rules the world not and not the US. The Bank of China owns most of the US debt and other major superpowers, so it's not like "Big Bully" can really beat down on its Asian counterpart anymore. The quotes below from Bloomberg forebode a scary thought of another major economic tumble, of which the world cannot afford.

"Kangbashi, a city in Inner Mongolia, is the subject of Bloomberg's first video installment on these underpopulated, but   investment-heavy "ghost cities." And Kangbashi is just one city in the government's larger plan to create roughly 36 million affordable apartments in the country."

 "Currently, only around 30,000 people live in Kangbashi. But that hasn't stopped the government from investing $160 billion in the city's real estate construction in order to provide accommodation for an expected one million people, Bloomberg TV reports."

China is a manufacturing god. Their economy has been riding a steroid like growth which cannot possibly keep up. The government's real estate investments resemble a junky that's putting all his dope in for one big shot and then freaks out when reality sets in and realizes his big mistake. The government took a big bet in terms of relocating all their rural civilians into urban cities without realizing one logical factor. Will these people even know how to use the technology at their disposal? I did a research project back in college (econ major) regarding Chinese real estate and found out that most people outside of the cities were dumb as shit. So, how the fuck are they going to be using an elevator and a fucking computer and whatever gadgets are in their technologically advanced homes if they can't even fucking read???????? It boggles the mind....

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/05/17/chinas-ghost-cities-bubble-burst_n_862700.html

http://www.businessinsider.com/hong-kong-property-in-the-event-of-a-china8217s-slowdown-2011-5

The Business Lunch

The other day I had lunch with a friend from a different company. We're trying to do business with them in the future. Luckily, my buddy works on acquisitions at XYZ and happens to be courting the CEOs only daughter (He hit the fucking jackpot!). So, we talk business, we talk sports, we talk about Michigan (both alumni), we talk about what everyone is doing or not doing, talk about summering in the Hamptons, etc.

While he's busy telling me about how his life is amazing, his kids (2 dogs) are his life, I look around and see every fucking person is wearing a goddam suit and talking about the same shit as us. Did I just walk into a fucking Yuppie convention? Rolexes left and right. Purple Label and Valentino ties, Burberry suits (which I was wearing that day), comb overs, platinum money clips, FUCK dude. I am a cookie cutter finance guy....

What the hell is wrong with me? I walked into hell and it's at Azura in Midtown East. Am I going to turn out like these guys??? I mean they make a shitload of money and all but there conversations have no meaning. Most of these guys are just fake friends and probably hate each other. I know I've been to a couple of lunches with "friends" for business and fucking despise them. I'm basically swimming in a cesspool of bullshit.

I always thought I was a unique individual who always thought outside of the box. I hang out with a very interesting and complex group of individuals who party their asses off, get tons of chicks, and gets along with everyone (that's BS, but...), and also are very intelligent with great jobs. We can carry normal conversations and are genuine guys. I hope, I don't lose that quality but it seems like as I'm running this marathon towards my goal at the finish line, I'm going to lose a little bit of what makes me human. I'm going to be attending more and more of these type of lunches if I want to reach my dreams and pray that along the way, I don't convert.

I've always been against the phrase "byproduct of your environment" but fuck dude, I'm getting nervous that it may be true. I have noticed a change in my lifestyle and my buddy from home who has known me forever, can barely stand me because of it. He's the guy who I use as my benchmark for my asshole level. Right now, it's around a 9/10. So, I'm a little worried.

Someone told me the other day, that in the end, you only have your name and your numbers in the world of business. It struck me how easily forgettable someone can be in such a small world of power hungry men.  Artificial relationships blossom in this fake environment of "friendship.” No one wants friends because they all ready have the "best friends.” In a world defined by how much $ you can make, what you can buy, who you know, and where you summer, it's amazing that in the end all you have left is your name and numbers. People forget you as quickly as a summer breeze.

I hope I don't change, but in order to be winning, you have to sacrifice...

Getting in shape while drinking competitively

http://www.beermile.com/faq.beer

Genius!

Pacha- Calvin Harris

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzujNk-yYrE


Rolling face at Pacha to this song

Random

The other day, some chick asked where I got my watch from. I refused to tell her and she bribed me with head...

Guilty pleasure (no homo)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Edv8Onsrgg&feature=relmfu

I guess I just like it and Spears is back baby!