Bikram Yoga

I thought i would stay home today and prepare for my exams, but i guess i was wrong :).
i was in the kitchen pouring coffee beans in my Starbucks cup while talking with E. he was about to go out. he asked me if i wanna come with him to Yoga class. i was like ''we're gonna do it?! let's do it!"

I've done Yoga before, but this type of Yoga -Bikram Yoga- is crazy. all the exercises are performed in a heated room: a room so hot, it makes Dante's circles of Hell seem like a summer breeze. but after the class, i truly felt reborn!

Before we went home, we went to a Surinam/Chinese toko nearby and enriched our body with oriental products. now i have to do what i do best: getting results.. wish me luck for my exams.

Or actually, don't wish me luck (i don't need it); wish me love ;)

(K)

The Mystery Method @ Sugar Factory

Last night E., J. and me went out clubbing. initially we supposed to go to the cinema, Watchmen, but things changed and we went to Sugar Factory :). before we went out, E. and me each took six shots Tequila and we were ready to go :P

The music at Sugar Factory was really good. amazing actually. i didn't dance much there though, i was too busy applying the lessons i learned from a very wise man.. this man goes by the name of Erik Von Markovik aka Mystery. I read his book 'The Mystery Method' and let me tell you... last night it paid off!!!

TWICE!!! ;)

There is this one particular pick-up skill from the book that i used many times already before, but last night it went perfectly flawless. thanks Mystery!

It's a fact: all girls love magic ;)

27 Feb '09: Impossible is nothing!

27 February 2009, a legendary day.

A couple of months ago, G. and me made a plan. last Friday we made it happen ;)
At 15.00 my phone alarm went off and i was looking at the display: 27 Feb '09: "Casino+€500+xxx+3*red=Impossible is nothing!"

We went to Zandvoort, dresscode: fresher than everyone else

2 x Dimple Blended Scotch Whisky on the rocks

It was about to happen..

The game: Roulette, the bet: €1000 all-in on black. The gameplan: after the ball would fall 3 times in a row on red, we would place a €1000 bet -in 2 bills of €500- on black.

We were sitting on a sofa with a drink in our hands and kept an eye on a particular table...

1 time red...

We looked at eachother nervously...

2 times red...

Is it going to happen?

3 times red...

...It is going to happen...

Without any sign of hesitation, we walked to the table and placed our bet: all-in on black.


The croupier span the wheel, then he span the ball in the opposite direction around the tilted circular track running around the circumference of the wheel... Tension was rising, because within a couple of minutes we would win it all.. or lose it all... "No more bets", the croupier said... There was no way back... The ball eventually was losing momentum and fell on to the wheel and into one of the 37 colored and numbered pockets on the wheel...

BLACK!!!

We fucking did it!!! we were shouting it out and jumped in the air!!! all the people in the casino were looking at us.

They were looking at winners ;)

We drank a Vodka-Malibu to celebrate it

We cashed out, left the casino, and had an afterparty at Club Jade

We talked about this day for months and now we finally did it. it wasn't only about the money; it was about making a plan and making the plan happen. it was a matter of determination and luck. for me, luck is what happens when commitment meets opportunity. that is exactly what happened and that is why i must always take chances and extreme risks. one of the greatest things in life is sensation. without it, life is simply monotone. or like the Irish poet and novelist Oscar Wilde would say: "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."

So in the end, don't take life too seriously, because you will never get out of it alive ;)

With love,

A.

Poster

Last night i was at Asian Party but i didn't see a certain someone ;)
i went to sleep at 08.00 and at 14.00 i got a call from G., asking me to hang out with him. i wasn't in the mood to go out, so he came to my place. we were chilling here for a long time; talking, making jokes etc. i also gave him his birthday present: a poster of Muhammed Ali with the line 'Impossible is nothing.'
there actually is a story behind this present.. when someone -especially a friend- is having a birthday, i always want to give something special that he/she really likes (not just a bottle of wine or something, unless this person is a sommelier). so i thought to myself: "what is really characteristic about G.?" and than it came to my mind that i associate him with the quote 'Impossible is nothing.' so from then, the choice was easy made. i was looking in expo and some other stores for a poster of this kind, but i couldn't find it. eventually i was looking on the internet and to make a long story short: i found a guy in Singapore who owns a poster-shop and after negotiating about the price, i bought this one:

My other homie J. also came to my place and we were all chilling together. this Saturday G., J., my brother E. and myself are going to Club Panama and do what we have to do.

Because when you do something, do it good or don't do it at all.

The prestige

Yesterday i was in a cafe with my friend. we were just chilling, having a good time. out of nowhere comes this filthy Irish tourist disturbing us. he and his friend were drunk as hell and they were coming in our aura, asking me if i can get cocaine for them (?). he was coming closer and i felt my adrenalin pumping. my friend was calming us down with humor. but i was ready to strike if only he made one wrong move. i stayed cool, so luckily for him nothing happened.
In the evening i went kickboxing with another friend, so i could let out my energy. it was a heavy training, i really needed it.

Today i purchased 3 books. i use the word 'purchased' because i didn't pay for it ;). of course now you may have a bad opinion about me and think i'm some sort of thief. i am not, the only thing i steal, are woman's hearts :) because the term 'stealing' is so broad that i just can not find a proper definition for it. would a homeless father who would steal bread for his children be considered a thief? his children -who don't know if they'll live another day- will see him as their savior.. hmm.. what defines a man? is a man a thief or a savior? can a thief be a savior? who was Robin Hood?

So like i said, i got myself 3 expensive university study-books for free. here's how it works: first you buy a book. after you paid for it and get the receipt, you put the book in your bag and the receipt in your wallet. next, you walk back to the shelf, take the same book again -a new one- and you walk with this book to the cashier and say that you want to bring this book back. you take the receipt of the other book that you bought earlier (the one that is now in your bag) and you ask for your money back. so in fact, you get money back for a book that you didn't even buy. you just need to have the receipt from the first book ;)

I did this little trick today 3 times :) personally i love doing things like this: you do some stuff. some work, some fail. you do more of what works. if it works good, others will quickly copy it. then you do something else. the trick is the doing something else ;)

(K)

"Not all readers are leaders, but all leaders are readers"

Yesterday was the first time since ages that i got up early in the morning. it was miserable as hell. i am a night person and normally i go to bed around 3.00 in the night and i wake up around 13.00 in the afternoon. yesterday i had to get up at 6.30 and my whole cycle was messed up. i couldn't sleep and at 4.00 i was still dancing in my bed.
the reason i had to get up at this ridiculously early moment in time, was because i had exam.
it was about marketing and persuasive communication. i have a good feeling about it and i'm sure i passed it.
As a matter of fact, i was so happy that i went with a friend to the shopping center. i was looking for new shoes (work-shoes for Escape). i didn't find good ones, but i bought a leather jacket and a nice shirt. actually i already had the same shirt, but i bought the same one again because i like it so much.

When i woke up today, the first thing i did was checking the online exam-results and guess what: out of the 40 questions i answered 37 correctly. it seems that exams nowadays are getting more and more easy. or am i just getting smarter and smarter? hmm.. ;) i told you that studying pays off.. don't study hard; study smart ;)
At 15.30 i went to the center again with another friend. first we were shopping, then took a coffeeshop, did a J., drank a cup of tea and played a game of chest. after that, we did what we came to the center for: reading a book in the library. the library is a perfect place to chill and read a book in peace. we stayed there for about 3 hours. i got wiser there and i really must do it more often. its exactly like the British politician Joseph Addison once said: "reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body." so i recommend all you lazy fools to gain some knowledge and read a book. life is too short to stay ignorant.

A night to remember

Friday night, 23 January... This night will go down in history as a night to remember!!! hahaha it was the night when the stars were shining bright, it was the night when the Venus entrance was tight, it was the night of the white light*, the birthday-party of G... it was quite a delight ;)

First we went bowling and drank some beers. (that is not the 'delight' -don't worry-;). after that, we went to Club Panama. let me tell you, in my life i have been to many clubs and many party's (I even work in a club)... but THIS party was the greatest of all!! i never enjoyed myself so much in a club. i even had to recover -mentally and physically- from the blow ;) now i must admit, it was the first time that i used the white light* ;) while being in a club and yes, it was fucking amazing!!! i wish i could write all the adventures i experienced there and all the various things i did, but hahaha you wouldnt believe me. i dont even believe it myself!! :D it was never so extreme and so full as then. i now understand the absolute meaning of 'being in the center of attention', with all consequences that go with it!

What happened in Panama, stays in Panama ;)

After the party, we went to a hotel and chilled some more ;)

A night like this, can only happen a few times in a persons life. it's damaging and the next day you'll feel the effect. but it was a price well payed for a powerful experience.

* Thanks to everyone who made it possible!

With love,

A.

Wicked Jazz Sounds

"Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn"

Yesterday it was freezing, so i went to Escape by car. i didn't had enough change with me for the parking-meter and i wasn't in the mood to pin money. i knew that i was taking a risk and that my car could be removed...

And exactly that happened.

At 7.00 in the morning when it was even colder than the night before, i found out that my car wasn't where i left it :P.

Today i picked up my car and i had to pay 280 euro for it!!

But i learned a valuable lesson and it has no use to grumble like a sourpuss :P. or like David DeAngelo would say: ''Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn." i'm already moving on, especially because tonight i'm going to Club Sugar Factory where my favorite jazz artist -Nicola Conte- is performing! tomorrow you'll read about it ;)

Thoughts

This was a day of thoughts. i think so much lately, its almost like sporting now. i'm thinking about life and how i want my life to be. i have so many dreams and goals but i'm still so young and i don't see things clear and how i can reach it. my main thoughts are -how else can it be- about the love of my life... the situation has escalated so much that i fear the outcome. i'm already imagining life without her!! its not even that i want it to be like that, but i'm afraid its slipping out of my hands. every time i talk to her, i'm just getting destructive and so is she. and we are both too proud to be mature and take the upper hand of the situation. i didn't call her for many days and everyday that i don't call her, i feel sick to my stomach. i want nothing more than to just listen to that beautiful voice (she really has a nice, nasal voice and when we talk i even get horny :P). i love to listen to her and to look at her, but in the same time she hates me for what i did... God knows -and i don't even believe in the holy man/woman) that she is the most valuable girl to me and she really is my favorite person of all! i know this girl as a sweet angel, but lately i have seen a side of her that makes me be afraid to show myself to her. its the kind of girl who would climb mountains just to make you happy, the kind of girl who would cross oceans just to make you smile, but its also the kind of girl that will drop you like a meaningless brick... its so overwhelming that i cant think straight.

I can go on and on about this girl and i can say for a fact that she is my other half. i know that she feels the same about me, but she reminds me time after time that i have to keep impressing her. she makes me be aware of the fact that all those good things about her, can also be to someone else, if i don't take care of her... now comes the twist... i'm very proud and stubborn and i'm pushing my buttons with this girl... its so childish of me and totally not mature, but yet i get 'pushed' in this defensive mode, while i don't even wanna be there...

And its not even that i don't know what to do, its just that i want her to 'appreciate' every little thing what i do (i'm very result-driven and if i don't see any result -even when in fact it is there- than i get angry, like a small child who doesn't get what he wants immediately). for example, already 5 times by now, i sent her flowers via the post. i don't wanna go into details, but my wallet got hurt during the transaction ;) already after this, i expected her to naively fall in love all over again and she would be floating on the clouds. hahaha if only things were that easy ;) just a flower and a drink ;) besides that, one of my mayor character flaws is my lack of patience. so she is really putting me to the test.
she knows that there is nothing that i wouldn't do for her, its just that i want us to already be at the point that i have in my mind. for example now, i have to wait 3 weeks before i can see her, because she goes to fucking India. i mean, i know that she wants to see the magical Sai Baba, but doesn't she wants to experience some of my own Indian tantra magic? :P and of course she wants to see the Taj Mahal, but i wanna see her Taj Mahal (A). if only i could see her one day and one night in a row, i could really establish something. even such a 'normal thing' (between a couple) is so difficult because of the (long-distance)situation and her living with her parents -who happen to hate me-.

Maybe i shouldn't be so stubborn and spoiled and just make her see that i can be her prince on a white horse, but in this case it would be a old, Grey donkey... my white horse is just waiting to jump, but she wants me to fly with an old Grey donkey.
sounds impossible? > I'm possible.

To be continued...