Well like I already said before, I used to post as Robert Jan
There is only one sound I prefer over that of my own voice, being the sound of my own voice as I talk about
myself. This is an excellent oppertunity. This might be long but it will be a rewarding read, since I´m so eloquent and lead such an interesting life.
I´m a 19 yr old medical student, born and raised in Holland in a small coastal village by parents from Amsterdam and currently living in Belgium, because they have a much better medical faculty than any of the Dutch ones. Spent most my childhood sailing and swimming, playing videogames and being slowed down by the inferiority of public primary education.
In High School I was the guy all the hot girls came to cry to, even while they knew I wasn´t gay. It was a tradeoff, I got to at least hang out with hot chicks since they didn´t usually want to fuck me, they got somebody who is kind and understanding to cry to about anything from their mom dying of cancer to another girl spreading a rumour about her. I´ve slept over in more girls bedrooms than ive ever fucked. The few times they did like me, I was oblivious to it until it was too late. I constantly wanted to shag them, but I was too afraid shed reject it and then id not even have the friendship anymore.
I used to work out in my teens. I never got really big or lean, it seemed I gained and fat came along and I lost and muscle left with it. I did deadlift 380 lbs for two reps raw at age 16, which I suppose is cute for a tall guy.
Every winter I went skiing in the Alps for a week. This is a picture of me and my friends in HS the morning after a summer sleepover party. There had been more hotties but they didnt sleep over. I dont have the pics with them in it scanned.
http://img96.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lwf00142lm.jpg
I´m the tall guy on the right. excuse the wardrobe, my initial clothing was too sweaty so I changed. Im not sure which summer that was. It seems long ago. I have lose contact with all those people.
I really just quit lifting soon after I became a student. Mostly the diet aspect became lost hope. I no longer had my mom to hand well thought-out shopping lists over to. I also got more frustration than payoff from the whole lifting hobby as a whole. I have not gotten fat though, just gotten a bit soft and weaker. I dont mind it much, I have bear genes and will not look puny no matter what I do. Shoe size 15, 6"4, around 230 lbs without too much flab, although my abs arent visible. I don´t really feel a desire to get a BB body anymore.
I´m currently quite fanatically into fencing and a core member of a traditional, low profile student fraternity that practises the old traditional sport of fencing with sharp swords and without masks. Rules and protective gear are adjusted to prevent deadly or dehabilitating injuries, but allow painful, scarring, bleeding hits to be made. Its like poker- its no fun unless theres something to lose and it has an appeal to the group that can best be understood by watching the movie Fight Club- its a vent. An Alumni with a degree in medicine is required to be in the room for a fight to take place.
This requires intensive training for about an hour about 3-5 times a week.
The fraternity extends beyond this practise, we also live in a communal house that is the shared property of the members, organise dinners and ball dances and visit other likeminded fraternities, mostly in Germany.
Then there´s my girlfriend, she still lives in Holland, it´s about a 4 hour travel and we see each other about every two-three weeks. Shes my first and we´ve been together for 2 years now. We have never had a fight once, we´re very open and cool together and we have what I believe is an outstanding sex life.
This is a picture:
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Shes 5"11 and firm, and more playful and naughty than a kitten. We met through a mutual friend in High School and she initiated the whole thing with a certain determination and faith in her feelings that surprises me in a girl her age.
Politically I used to be a left wing radical, now I´m a right wing radical. I still have more understanding for radical lefties than for moderates and middle grounders. I find them uninspired and pathetic. I guess its the spirit of youth and the need to yell something and set clear principles. Maybe I will soften out. I used to think I could never bend from my lefty views.
Further defining things in life might be that my father is 46 years older than me and that my parents are still together. My father was crippled in a traffic accident caused by another man when I was 7 years old. He laid flat in a hospital bed for two years, making a recovery that doctors called exceptional and unlikely. I have no recollection of him walking in a normal fashion and he´s a paranoid, passionate anti-conformist with strikes of bitterness.
He used to be your typical high-horsed upper-middle-class snob, surrounding himself with equals, but most of them have dropped him like a hot rock when he got problems in his life. He became unable to perform his job and while he was insured 100% for this, he´s become entangled in a web of local and even federal (provided, small nation) corruption and conspiracy by the huge insurance company to get rid of his case. It´s been 12 years and there´s another hearing this year, still no decision.
Snobs don´t join the golf and yachting club because they want to talk to people with problems in life. Thats what they´re trying to get away from.
Now my father prefers to drink beer out of the can over taking a glass and he makes it a point to have no sense of shame. His only remaining friends seem to be his frat brothers from his first student period, 40-45 years ago. They meet semi-annually and go on international sailing trips. Furthermore he repairs and collects mechanical watches.
He´s a positive guy on the whole though, still enjoying life as an individualist and very intelligent and responsible, which I admire. He´s got Phds in Chemistry and Dentistry.
My moms just sweet. She´s a former nurse/flight attendant with a caring personality and a typical motherly instinct of self-sacrifice. Although her family isn´t rich, she was raised with the ways and thoughts of the bourgeoisie. Has a fascination for royalty, nobility and tradition. Not a wannabe or a kissup though.
I was never beaten or even really disciplined as a child. Still I have never gotten in contact with the law and have never failed to progress to the next year of a good education. It´s always been more on the basis of wanting to please my family than fearing that they may be angry, should I fail.
I also grew up in a good environment.
I have never seen either of my parents cry. My father fix-grinned through his mothers funeral and grandfather was stoïc and kept his thoughts to himself as well. I haven´t cried a single time since I was 14. I don´t know if thats good or bad, but I´ve recently come to know that it is very unusual.
I have a 21 yr old sister who is starting out as a lawyer. Shes doing well. She used to be hot and even do some part time modelling in HS but she got chunky and it bothers her. I like her a lot.
I dont have a preference for any certain kind of music, movie or art. I´m not much of an indulger in art and music in general really, at times I take from any given genre.
This is a fairly recent picture of me:
http://images.startpda.net/showImage.php/4546733_700_700_1PQ1.jpeg
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