Why I Used to Dread the Weekend
I’ve dreaded the weekend ever since I got back from college
Something everyone else has always looked forward to
I’ve always preached going out in the week and on Sunday’s
Simply not possible for everyone
That is also why I hated the weekend
When I got through with University
I came back to my parents for a year
Every Friday I looked at my watch like okay it’s time to party
Even though Thursday’s and Saturday’s were our best night then
You can continue to go out those two days still
But Friday meant I needed to go out
In my head that’s when all the big parties happened
Just this weekend the biggest club here threw a party for their 2 year anniversary
We used to have most of our big parties on a Friday
But big parties suck ass
Too many people
Too many low depth conversations
Too much aggro
It’s usually where I got the most drunk and irritated
So for about a year I had fomo from Friday
Not from IG
Not from anything really
It was just time for a big party
Especially if nothing happened on Thursday
I finally got over that by the time I was 25
I realized that would happen again but didn’t know I’d be actively avoiding it
Now Dreadful Saturday’s were in effect
If something wasn’t really going on I was going to force it to
Especially by the time I was 25 single again and living in my own spot
I either went out with my best friend or with a group of rag tag traders I had been introduced to me by the realtor downstairs I was trying to sleep with
Ended up just touching her pussy a few times one night
Still blew my mind how easy it was to deal with all sorts of girls
The first girl I met after the break up I banged in the bathroom before I even went on a date with her
It’s a whole story in my another newsletter I’m not going to get into again
I may have just touched that other girls pussy but it took a year
This one wanted me to fist her
Fisting was something I had never done and still haven’t again to this day
I actually believe this happened on a Saturday night but I could be wrong, maybe it was Friday
Either way you feel like spider man after because your hand is stuck together
Doing this while 2 cats and a dog watched
This girl looked innocent as hell but was a freak
It was perfect for a rebound which I should have known it was
I didn’t even have my place yet and had to sleep at hers
This got me going to my first apartment in the hi rise on the 26th floor
Thought everything would be easy from there
Turns out if there is a fire that high up your dead so it’s not that great
Takes forever to get down
The view is phenomenal but you feel like Rapunzel
You are trapped
I always WFH and was trading at the time with that team
Not losing money but not making any either
Mostly signing people up for commissions which I never got paid for
Seems like I have been doing pro bono work my whole life
Even when I worked for a local talent agency, they never paid
Like tf is all this shit?
I just got benefits of hanging out with models and gay ass traders who scammed people
Models and Bottles
Smoke and Mirrors
All of these guys who deal with girls directly take a massive pay cut just to be able to hang out with them and the lifestyle
Works for some
The ones who make money waste a lot of time
Just that industry
That building is where I threw my photoshoots
You just go on IG and message random photographers until somebody says they are down
The location is the hard part
But I just had them shoot at the pool most of the time
I’ve thrown some in mid rises and even shot outside when we got kicked out
It can be done in a studio apartment
Pick up a camera if you have to and invite a girl and build up your own thing
Figure it out I have whole threads and articles on this too
Now since the building manager here owes for a favor since my neighbor let his dog shit on the balcony
He actually moved out yesterday
Fucking finally
I asked my photographer buddy Visual Poison if he wanted to shoot in my building
He said if I could get permission
I said I’d ask
Ran into that guy right away like 10 minutes after
He said “Let me know if there is anything I can do”
I was walking away and said actually there is
“Can I throw a photoshoot?”
He said sure no problem
Done and dusted
Just like that
I take care of the staff here giving Xmas boxes of cash
Checking for repairs and helping others out too
Don’t just be fuckhead mcgee in your building
Be someone
This is how you get to bang the girls downstairs
Neighbors and other women who come
I wouldn’t recommend doing the first two
Highly unprofessional and you are shitting where you eat
Instead befriend them
Always more powerful
Think with your head
Instead of your dickhead
Next day after that which was a Saturday
I texted the club owners brother
Telling him I may need a section for my bday but my ankle is fucked
Congratulating him on his 2 year anniversary for his club
He said to get better and let him know
Happened to check it stories later that day on IG
Saw he hosted a bookclub at his speakeasy
Been looking to join one of those
I’m an English Major and an avid reader
I just finished reading a James Patterson novel right before writing this
Highest paid writer in the world after JK Rowling
This was perfect
I saw only girls though and went to see if guys could sign up
And I could
Signed up but still have to get approved
So something I like to do with a bunch of girls
Still sounds too good to be true and maybe it will be
But instead of death spiralling on a Saturday that’s what I did
Friday got the green light for a photoshoot
I used to get a bunch of dread this year especially on Saturday’s
I used to just smoke all that away and get annoyed
Since I’ve had my ex move out in December I started noticing how dreadful Saturday’s were
I got over those a few weeks ago
Used to feel like I had to do something since everyone else was
That’s because they are locked up in a cage all week
I can come and go as I please
My cage was my brain
So this past Saturday I had my best friend over to swim and I approached this guy who used to own an Aston Martin
His kids were swimming in my direction and I said hey your dad is cool. What’s his name?
Then I swam over to where he was sitting and said “Hey Brandon, didn’t you use to own an Aston Martin?”
He said I did
I said we had met before
Actually through my nightlife best friend at a Xmas party in the building
I had seen him around
We got to chatting
Turns out he is moving in two weeks
Just like the last guy I had conencted with
If we connect more then we do
Can get his number and chill or invite him back over here to swim
Whatever
Total outcome independence
A girl was supposed to come Sunday
Well I said we would touch base
A lot of them have IG notifs off or silence mode
I do
So it’s hard to get their attention after the intial convo
It’s a slow game
I was processing a lot this Sunday anyway
Not as bad as last Sunday where I had a headache and was craving whippets
Had a headache and knew it was all processing shit again
First Sunday of my entire life that was good
Every Sunday before I had either smoked and popped hella xanax for the hangover of Saturday
Taken vicodin
Done Nitrous and booze
Sunday Funday at the club
Never Sober Sunday
Sunday Funday remember
It’s turned into something more meaningful for me
Instead of chasing highs and women
I get to process a lot of the week even if it’s subconscious
And go to my mom’s place for dinner
Had light dissociation at night yesterday
But nothing bad
This was the first weekend ever that wasn’t dreadful
Used to numb out, go out, anything to not feel how shite I thought the weekends had to be
Like a lot of people think how bad the weeks are because they hate their job
Coulnd’t imagine feeling that way 5 days a week when I did 2
No wonder everyone drinks, smokes, runs after work, binge eats or watches soyflix
That is a dreadful life
You just have to reframe everything
Like I get to work
If you hate it
Do something else
Hating shit your whole life isn’t worth it
Chasing money is the root of all evil
You won’t get it if you chase it
You have to build it
Attract it
Just like everything else
Until next time,
-BTSC