It's the day of the party, and boy am i excited. The reason being is that i am going to see so many new faces(girls) and get out there to see what the world is saying. Before the party i had to go and do some REAL shopping since every high-street store i went it yesterday was so wack. I need a new style, almost every guy shops in Topman, H&M etc, guys are slowly moving away from the curse of the nike air tracksuits and the air max trainers. It's like uniform. If they are moving, i must make sure that i'm ahead of the game.
I went to town, for shopping,but this time, i went with Sasha, i told her i wanted to buy an outfit for the party later, it would also be good to spend some time with her in the light for once instead of the warm, dark soulful atmosphere of her room. We walked down the broad streets of the centre browsing ever 'classy' store we could see....'Thomas Pink'...hmmm, gave it a try, bought some sexy shirt for the party. Took a trip to KG(Kurt Geiger) but nohitng really tickeld my facy there. No jokes Raheem's stepping up you see it.??
Before i knew it, the sky was dark but the streets were still packed with shoppers. I dropped Sahsa off at hers and i dashed back home, i told the boys i'd meet them at mine for our little 'cotching' session before the party.
We had time to catch up on all of our weekly activities and certain deeds we got up to. But don't get it twisted peeps, i don't tell my friend everything that goes on in my life, somethings that i think i may be good at, they could highlight the faults, which may ruin my confidence, and i don't want that, neither do the BUFF women i will be approaching and getting to know in the near future.
"Raheem, what happened with Sahsa bruv, did u piece her?" Andrew said anxiously with is eyes wide open. Andrews is one of my boys that i'm in uni with, we are really close because we knew eachother way before uni, from school days and just happened to attend the same university. Andrew works for some posh high status investment bank in the city centre, he's good-looking and wins most of his ladies over with his humour.
"Nah , it's not that, she ain't ready for me yet bruv, in due time i'd have sealed the deal..haha" i replied with a smirk on my face...hehe...no way i was about to tell those guys that i did a thing with Sasha, even though it would have boosted my ego so much because it was in fact them that told me Sasha said my 'game' was slippin...wow...she's got some nerve hasn't she?? Try'na hot my sh** up, boy it's not a thing.
"Hurry up and get changed then bruv, no time to waste" Andrew moaned. i don't really liked to be rushed when i'm getting changed, spoils my flow. I went over to my shopping bags which i hadn't emptied yet and took out one of the sexy Thomas Pink shirts i bought today. The cufflinks came with it, silver, oh my it looked good. I wore one of my pin-striped trousers i had brought back in Celil gee and had never been worn once....i was ready to go!! Sprayed a tiny amount of Diesel Plus Plus on my neck, and rubbed tiny amounts on the back of my ears, so when i lean over to talk to the ladies, they can smell that heavenly scent that sets them in a trance..
We dashed out of my apartment and headed for the party, it was in some classy club/bar, it was only students that go to that place and i could tell that they were all well-off, telling by the flasy cars that were parked outside of the venue. The party was invitation only so i got the idea that the birthday girl was rich or just new a lot of wealthy people(through a rich boyfriend). I love I.V parties where you don't have to cue, it's not about lining up outside so all of the ladies can see your face before you even get in, it's all about suprise, so when they see you in the club they like WOW(that's if you are wow),me and the boys walked straight in. The music was almost deafening but the vibe was already alived considering it was only like 12:00am. The rest of the guys were heading for the bar, "are you drinking anything Raheem?" Andrew said looking back as he was just about to go to the bar. "Vodka and coke please" i replied and quickly dissapeared into the crowd, heading for the sofa section. This is where i could get a good view of analysing what went on around me and people passing by. I found the an empty sofa and sat myself right in the corner. Everyone was on a big hype, about what? Anyways, Andrew came back with my drink and sat next to me to observe....."WOW, did you see that girl bruv, she's nice man, i'm gonna move to her" Andrew shouted, There was this fine ebony babe, wearing some kind of satin black dress, wow, you know the kind that sticks to the woman's skin and highlights her curves/lady lumps(if she has any!!!) ?.he's always on a hype about girls, and the funny thing is, most of the time he wins. Most of his successses with the ladies are due to his unique sense of humour, the dude even makes ME laugh, and it takes a REALLY funny person to make me laugh(or a real wack person...haha)..
"Yea i saw her, she's nice still, move to her then, noones stopping you, 3-second rule, you know the routine." I replied, Andrew new the deal, he was good with the ladies, so i had confidence in him he was going to approach that beautiful girl.
"One..two.....three....three.....thr.." Andrew stuttered..NO!!! he was still sitting in the same place he was like 5 mins ago, NEXT TO ME!!! Oh well i guess it didn't work for him that time. "Bruv, what happened there, you didn't make your move" i said.
"Raheem don't worry man, i'll get her before this party finishes"
The 3-second rule was this routine a friend of mine explained to me that helps someone build up their confidence when approaching the opposite sex, the idea of it is that as soon as you have seen the 'girl of your dreams' and think about approaching her, count to 3 seconds and make your move..3 seconds may seem a bit short but it helps, trust me. When this guy told me about it, i thought it was all malarky at first but it works like magic, practice makes perfect....i'll need a bit more practice though, then i'm there, i want to be able to say that i can get any woman i want.But soon come....hehe
Time passed and it was already 1.45am, 15 minutes left of the party, this is the slowjam section, the time when you don't want to be standing on your own like some dude or posing with your 'boys/crew/man dem' like some nerd....get out there, grab a chick and wiiinneeee!!!!! Ok...lemme calm down a bit..The DJ stopped the music completely...everyone paused in anticipation and guess what he plays......."GIRL I'M SO SICK OF LOVE SONG, SO TIRED OF TEARS, SO DONE WITH WISHING, YOU WERE STILL HERE"..Bllaaaaarrrrpp!!!!!! That's my tune, ok, i had to find me a girl to dance with, i mean, i didn't want to be standing on my own like some loner, even if the girl was not what i wanted..she still had to be pretty tho ;-). I headed for the dancefloor like a soldier ready for war(without the marching..). I saw this nice black girl dancing on her own next to the wall, i could her some next girl who seemed to look a bit like a friend dancing with a guy, poor girl, she's got noone to dance with...hehehe....so i approached..
"Hey, you look a bit lonely there? are you here alone, and why aren't you dancing with anyone..i must say you look cute standing there by yourself.."
I said in some cheeky voice.
"I'm here with a friend" she replied smiling(hmm...IOI)
"And where's your friend now, anyways that's not the point..because you look so cute standing there, i don't want to stand aside watching you like some freak, so i thought i could keep you occupied while your friend over there is...." I said..
She agreed to dance, i wasn't on a grinding thing so we danced pretty casually as the song continued..
Before i knew it, the party was done, the girl i was dancing with, so i thought, what the heck, took down her number, she was a bit hesitant at first, but i had to show her that Raheem doesn't get turned down, come on, this is 2006...
I went over to the birthday girl, where she was standing with her friends. "Happy birthday love" i said as i gave her a quick peck on the cheek. "Thanks for coming Raheem"
I said my goodbyes and dashed out of the club, Andrew was nowhere to be found, who caress.....i had a 'meeting in my bedroom, bedroom, bedrooooomm..'..had plans to meet up with Sasha, hmmm...
::Quick Point::
Ok ladies, gimme some help on this one..i'll give you my opinion then you could help me on it. I genuinley believe that the club scene is not the perfect battleground for not so good looking guys..because think about it, in a club if some guy, let's say he looks like chris eubank(no offence chris..hehe) was to approach you in a club, everyone is live, music is loud..you'd probably look him up and down and think to yourself..'bruv..low it'..am i lying? but if some kind of Tyson Beckford-looking kind of brother walks up to you, it's an instant smile...I MEAANN..it's like the club is some sort of fantasy world for women where they fell that every guy that comes up to them must be some kind of hollywood actor..even the anti-gabrielle union girls(substitute for butters) , expect to be approached by buff guys(snnapp out of the trance ladiessss)..anyways, i just want an view on why this is the case ladies...leave comments to show your view.
Raheem. x