A little More about me...

Alright!


I finally got this thing up and running. Now here's the hard part: writing. I know it seems weird to start up a blog when you are not very good at writing. Well, my intention is to get better at writing as I continue to post. I will be able to look back at this post and think "Wow, Terrance, that sucked, but now you are sooo much better!" So bear with me through the growing pains.
Anyways, I know I posted a little bit about myself already, but I am going to give a very detailed view into my former life. This, hopefully, will shed some light on how I became who I am today. For those of you that already know me, you might catch a few things that you didn't know.

I was born in St. Louis, Missouri and grew up in a upper-middle class suburb in the county. I was one of a very few black familes that were in this area. Since I grew up here, I thought life was normal and I personally did not experience that much racism, even though parents had. I saw it happening all around me from people spray painting racial slurs on people's houses, to people getting fired from their jobs when affirmative action was lifted there. So obviously, interracial relationships were frowned upon by a lot of people there. Since I typically dated out of my race, I got a lot of criticism growing up, both from my family and by my peers.In high school, I was considered a pretty popular person and it was one of the most memorable times in my life. I was friends with virtually every very attractive girl in the school. They key word is FRIEND. I didn't have sex with any of these women. Yeah, I was THAT guy! I was the guy who all the hottest girls in school would call when they had problems with their boyfriends. For advice, that is. I had two girlfriends while in high school and one for six months when I was a senior and still managed to maintain my virginity until I got to college. I often wondered if I was ever going to have sex before I died.

When I got to college and finally moved away from home, I felt that I needed to change this part of my life. With no direction and looking for a part-time job to support myself, I got a job at an all-girl clothing store. Bad idea...it sucked. It was almost as bad as working at Chik-a-Fila when I was 14 and constantly getting hit on by the gay cook! Anyways, that lasted about a semester and then I got a job as a bouncer. This where my life took a much better turn. One night after the club closed, I was having some friends visiting me from back home, including a really hot blonde who always flirted with me before I moved. I got really drunk and the next thing I know, she's taking advantage of me. Just like that my precious V card was cashed out. I didn't remember it either.

In college I had two girlfriends. Both were great girls and great relationships for different reasons. The first girlfriend was short lived – three months officially, but it was three really intense months. Eventually, towards the end we fought all the time and she eventually broke it off. At the time, we were at two diffrent places in our lives and there was a big maturity gap, which has since disappeared. What I learned from her was priceless. When we broke up I was devastated. I didn't go out for two weeks. She taught me how to manage and deal with my emotions. In hind sight, that was the best way for it to go. We are really close years later.

My second girlfriend was a long one. It lasted around three years and I was close to proposing. A great relationship, except for one important detail. We had to keep it a secret from anyone related to her or anyone that knew her family. Her parents, especially her dad, were very racist. She felt that she would get disowned by them if they found out. However, she told me that she would eventually tell them if we got really serious. So I told her that I would keep the secret for two years so that they would pay for her tuition. I didn't stick to my stipulation because we stayed together for three years. That's right you guessed it! She never told them - until after we broke up, that is. So what I gather happened was a lack of respect due to me not respecting my boundaries and walking. However, this time around I was prepared and I dealt with it fairly well. I then got a job promotion and moved to LA.

LA for me was very different. I felt like I needed to learn how to communicate again because everybody I was in contact with was very defensive and super cautious. So I started doing all kinds on social experiements to see how people tick out here. I found out amazing things about myself and how to interact. One of my longer experiements was learning and involving myself in the seduction community. I met some amazing people throughout this process and I am still learning. This was my journey to this point and I have purposely left some people out of this as they will get a much bigger entrance into the blog than what could be presented in this post. I have also made this part rather vague as a lot of what I will be posting will explain it much better I think this is an appropriate introduction. Please feel free to chime in and post comments. The more the better.