Mirrie (Part 1)

Mirrie was a cute little thing when I first saw her in her Cubone cosplay back at a convention in late 2011. The mere fact that she was dressed as one of the very few pokemon (I did play pokemon once upon a time) that I like got her embedded into my mind- and this was without finding any attraction at all. A couple of months later, she finally found herself a part of the little gaming/anime-appreciating social circle I belong to through online interaction with the community. Never realised it was her when she first posted until I saw a photo of her.

David saw her too.

My mate David- who also belonged in that social circle- was the type of guy who'd try to "befriend" as many girls as he can possibly communicate with on our chaotic little soceity. He tells me he's just being a friendly and sociable guy, but I've hung around with enough men to know when they're using the '100 bullets approach'- which is a term I'll explain some other time. Needless to say, Mirrie soon became one of David's chatmates online.

It didn't take that long at all before David became infatuated with Mirrie He mentioned she owned him pretty badly in a few games of Counterstrike, which for some reason severely wounded David's pride and, I suspect, turned him on as well. A couple of weeks later he succeeded in asking Mirrie out for a date, only to be dismayed that she brought her good friend Jenny along with her. When I asked how he felt about this girl, David was pretty sure that she wanted her the most and is worth every annoyance that she makes him put up with.

At this point, I became curious of Mirrie. I wanted to meet this girl for some reason.

As I urged him to, David was able to bring her to one of the monthly gatherings I organise for our circle of friends. When we were offcially introduced (Mirrie and I have only ever exchanged opinions via the forum), I found she was shorter and skinnier than I remembered when I last saw her in the convention. That kinda blew me away because I currently dig short, skinny Asian girls who can speak proper Australian English. But I dared not to flirt because I understood how deeply David felt about this girl. In fact, I even pressured him to ask her that very night where they're both at in terms of how they feel for each other. And David did... and got an surprising answer.

Mirrie thought David was gay all this time.

Slack as I might sound, I couldn't stop laughing when he first told me (actually, that incident still makes me laugh). It was so funny how he couldn't stop asking people if he gave out that vibe- and I haven't had the heart to tell him it could be the clothes. He loves to dress up in tight cowskin or leopard skin clothing- which would be an effective fashion choice if he was a PUA (Pickup Artist), but David is nothing as socially adept. Secondly, he loves to take photos of himself shirtless in a modelesque pose and whoring it on Facebook. Knowing Mirrie at this point of time, even if David didn't give off the said vibe, I was aware she disliked men vainer than her- which is a result of an ex-boyfriend.

I laughed about it for days at David's expense. When I was done, I asked him a request probably no male friend would usually ask:

'May I have a go at pursuing her?'

To be continued.

The Return Of The Iron Pugilist

Greetings.

First of all, I would like to apologise to all my readers for my unexplained sudden disappearance two years ago. Many of you have expressed concern and support for me as we read through each other's life struggles, triumphs and whatnot during my lifetime as a blogger.

For that, I thank you.

There have been many changes about me since I "abandoned" my blog. Some worse, some better- but I humbly say that I am not the same Iron Pugilist you know. Here's a rough summary of what went on with me:


In 2009,

- I went to an Anime convention for the first time in my life. I enjoyed myself and decided to join their social circle by first being active in its online forum the day after. This changed my life greatly.

- I fell for one of the girls in that society.

- My MMA instructor's wife was diagnosed with cancer. He had to take down the school just before I can be evaluated for my first blue stripe in Brazilian Jujitsu. The school closing down depressed me greatly.

- The girl I liked rejected me eventually, which made me a bit tougher after one night of heavy drinking. I promised myself from then on that every time I get turned down by a girl, I will allow myself one day of releasing frustrations and then be normal the next day and onwards.

- I realised I had feelings for another girl. I fought the feelings for a long time. Reason being was because she was significantly younger than I was. She's 17. An 11-year difference.

- After winning over the Anime society's respect, I was then recognised as a big brother figure. A little later after that, a leader.

- I volunteered to stand witness in court for an assault that occurred during a Christmas party. The idiot who got punched deserved it anyway.

In 2010,

- I saw a doctor to help me with my Acne. I was also diagnosed as clinically depressed.

- I took a month off to sort my shit out. I closed myself off all my social circles to improve myself. I learned how to drive a bit, signed up for a month of Muay Thai class and got into a strict diet.

- I went to see a Psychologist. She wasn't very helpful in all nine sessions we had. I feel she didn't want to have to deal with me and I just wasted a lot of time and money.

- After reading "The Game" by Neil Strauss, I decided to become a Pickup Artist. The book inspired me so much my confidence level rose to heights I never knew.

- After waiting 3 months to finally see a Dermatologist, I finally got one to give me a final solution to my recurring acne problem. I had to take some pills for a duration of seven or so months. bad thing was, the side effect of these pills were depression that may even lead to suicidal tendencies. The confidence I gained was lost.

- After months of fighting with myself, I finally accepted that I was indeed crazy about that 17-year old girl. I decided to tell her how I feel and prepared myself for the worst. After all was said and done, I realised that no matter how much I prepare... I'll still get hurt by rejection.

- I started martial arts training again, but this time only in Muay Thai as I could not afford to train in both styles in the new school I joined. I love my new school.


Now it's 2011 and I'm probably having the shittest year of my life. My job is relocating to an area that will take me twice as long to get to and twice as expensive (I don't drive to work). It's also too far from my Muay Thai school and I refuse to disrupt my training regiment again. I'm currently looking for a new job in the city but I'm not having any luck so far.

There's a new girl that I'm very attracted to. She's quite independent, upbeat and very focused in her studies. I don't know where I stand with her nor am I sure if I'm headed for another heartbreaking, but all I know is that I want her. Despite my infatuation, I haven't closed my doors to other girls and I'm even actually still quite attracted to the seventeen year old.

This is where I stand now: I am in constant battle with my depression and insecurities as I live the rest of my life trying to be a great person as I have promised myself. Perhaps I am still the pessimistic Iron Pugilist you once knew, but I'm no longer an emo bitch.

I'm kingshit now.

I'm gonna be fucking great, just you all watch.