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Just had my 'final drink' after completing allan carrs book, I'll never drink again in my entire life. :D
I feel freakin' awesome hahah.
Edit: Fuck lost my nailclipper, now walking around with sick long nails. Feel like bloody hippy heheh.
I feel freakin' awesome hahah.
Edit: Fuck lost my nailclipper, now walking around with sick long nails. Feel like bloody hippy heheh.
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Wots that allan carrs book? refrence please??? Sounds interesting....
If you know what you are doing wrong why dont you change it? Is it a problem with giving yourself persmission? Just curious.
If you know what you are doing wrong why dont you change it? Is it a problem with giving yourself persmission? Just curious.
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Weekly crazy stories and adventures. Infield Footage.
2010 Balls to the motherfucking wall.
Any feedback will be appreciatted.
Networking is everything.
The new level
Weekly crazy stories and adventures. Infield Footage.
2010 Balls to the motherfucking wall.
Any feedback will be appreciatted.
Wots that allan carrs book? refrence please??? Sounds interesting....
If you know what you are doing wrong why dont you change it? Is it a problem with giving yourself persmission? Just curious.
If you know what you are doing wrong why dont you change it? Is it a problem with giving yourself persmission? Just curious.
Here you go.
Very cool book.
Permission yeah, also experience. Rarely done it so I'm still somewhat apprehensive about it.
Oh yeah remembered something else as well, I've got a tendency to give everything I've got immediatley. Splurge it all out.
I need to hold some of it back, this stuff is valuable and I've got plenty of time. No need to rush the giving.
More James Bond, less dancing monkey.
Damn I feel like going out...
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Field Report
Last night I had a party with my biologie fraternity (??) that basically started at 11 or so and I ended up hitting the sack at 5:30 or so. A bit later then I anticipated. :p
Its not a actual 'sarge' night simply because I knew 90% of the people there, the other 10% where guy's. So yeah, no cold approaching.
I've got my eye on a couple of cuties, none of them showed up.
Started out the night with explaining a dozen times that yes I really did stop drinking and no I don't want a free beer.
The more I go out sober, the more I realize that everything is more fun, memorable and educational without alcohol.
At some point there where about 60 people or so at the party, very crowded. So I spend most of the first half of the night catching up with everybody. Which is fun to do.
After a while I spot a cutie I met a while ago, freshman, half italian/dutch, small (I likey). At the last party where I was drunk out of my mind I talked to her for a bit and she ended up 'going to the bathroom'.
Apparantly after she just talked sexy to me in italian I asked if she could say some more stuff in spanish. Ooopps, I was sure that fucked it up badly.
We end up talking for a bit and strangely enough the conversation turns to her boobs and butt. I give them names, feel her butt to make sure I like it, test the boobs. Everything gets my stamp of approval.
We talk for literally 1,5 hour about her boobs/butt, we make up stories how there 20kg pb (per boob) and she has a counterweight in her butt to make sure she doesn't fall over and similar crazyness.
Feel her up several times during this, completely normal not even a weird look.
We each go our separate ways again for a while, socializing around, singing silly songs and once more explaining that no I really don't drink beer anymore.
At one point she comes up and goes 'Im leaving'. Hugs and ask her a random question. This is around 3 or so. We start talking about, visit my favorite subject again, some boob staring, they really are lovely.
Some connecting, telling stories about stupid shit we did. This goes on for another 1,5 hours, hmmmm oops??
Eventually its getting really late and she HAS to leave, study tomorrow and everything. I make a very weak attempt at closing (as in VERY weak) and I don't get the number. I'll see her again soon enough.
Some more hugs and she's gone.
Afterwords I realize that she stay'd for literally hours in order to talk with me, she wanted to be bent over so badly.
What I should've done is escort her back home, go up to take a piss and fuck her.
Could've, should've no help. The good news is that this is literally my first attempt at closing in months. That means progress and another lesson learned.
Its weird, I have no anxiety about going very far physically with girls but the moment its time to close I freeze up.
Just keep going I guess...
Tonight, I've got some stuff for theater, we are going to choose a director for the play. Its going to be fun and interesting for sure. Something new I've never done before.
After that I'm going out again, time for some cold approaching. Looking forward to it actually.
Tomorrow, going out with Bjorn in Venlo. Going to be interesting, I've got a soccer match early on Saturday. Thats also the reason I cancelled last week, this time I'm not gonna pussy out, I'll just have to push through that lack of sleep.
Saturday afternoon I'm going back to my parents, and might go out then as well.
This is going to be one hell of a weekend. :D
Last night I had a party with my biologie fraternity (??) that basically started at 11 or so and I ended up hitting the sack at 5:30 or so. A bit later then I anticipated. :p
Its not a actual 'sarge' night simply because I knew 90% of the people there, the other 10% where guy's. So yeah, no cold approaching.
I've got my eye on a couple of cuties, none of them showed up.
Started out the night with explaining a dozen times that yes I really did stop drinking and no I don't want a free beer.
The more I go out sober, the more I realize that everything is more fun, memorable and educational without alcohol.
At some point there where about 60 people or so at the party, very crowded. So I spend most of the first half of the night catching up with everybody. Which is fun to do.
After a while I spot a cutie I met a while ago, freshman, half italian/dutch, small (I likey). At the last party where I was drunk out of my mind I talked to her for a bit and she ended up 'going to the bathroom'.
Apparantly after she just talked sexy to me in italian I asked if she could say some more stuff in spanish. Ooopps, I was sure that fucked it up badly.
We end up talking for a bit and strangely enough the conversation turns to her boobs and butt. I give them names, feel her butt to make sure I like it, test the boobs. Everything gets my stamp of approval.
We talk for literally 1,5 hour about her boobs/butt, we make up stories how there 20kg pb (per boob) and she has a counterweight in her butt to make sure she doesn't fall over and similar crazyness.
Feel her up several times during this, completely normal not even a weird look.
We each go our separate ways again for a while, socializing around, singing silly songs and once more explaining that no I really don't drink beer anymore.
At one point she comes up and goes 'Im leaving'. Hugs and ask her a random question. This is around 3 or so. We start talking about, visit my favorite subject again, some boob staring, they really are lovely.
Some connecting, telling stories about stupid shit we did. This goes on for another 1,5 hours, hmmmm oops??
Eventually its getting really late and she HAS to leave, study tomorrow and everything. I make a very weak attempt at closing (as in VERY weak) and I don't get the number. I'll see her again soon enough.
Some more hugs and she's gone.
Afterwords I realize that she stay'd for literally hours in order to talk with me, she wanted to be bent over so badly.
What I should've done is escort her back home, go up to take a piss and fuck her.
Could've, should've no help. The good news is that this is literally my first attempt at closing in months. That means progress and another lesson learned.
Its weird, I have no anxiety about going very far physically with girls but the moment its time to close I freeze up.
Just keep going I guess...
Tonight, I've got some stuff for theater, we are going to choose a director for the play. Its going to be fun and interesting for sure. Something new I've never done before.
After that I'm going out again, time for some cold approaching. Looking forward to it actually.
Tomorrow, going out with Bjorn in Venlo. Going to be interesting, I've got a soccer match early on Saturday. Thats also the reason I cancelled last week, this time I'm not gonna pussy out, I'll just have to push through that lack of sleep.
Saturday afternoon I'm going back to my parents, and might go out then as well.
This is going to be one hell of a weekend. :D
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Awesome stuff remco .. i've got a feeling you'll ride the wave to the T , so i'll be watching this thread!
Now go get em tiger , grrr
ps. are u dutch ?
Awesome stuff remco .. i've got a feeling you'll ride the wave to the T , so i'll be watching this thread!
Now go get em tiger , grrr
ps. are u dutch ?
Go Go power ranger!!
Awesome stuff remco .. i've got a feeling you'll ride the wave to the T , so i'll be watching this thread!
Now go get em tiger , grrr
ps. are u dutch ?
Awesome stuff remco .. i've got a feeling you'll ride the wave to the T , so i'll be watching this thread!
Now go get em tiger , grrr
ps. are u dutch ?
Thanks man, appreciate it and yeah I'm Dutch. We rule.
Alright, last Thursday I didn't end up going out. I could barely lift my arms above my head and felt like shit.
In order to let my lovely arms to recover I absolutely needed some sleep (barely slept Thursday night as well), they felt better yesterday...somewhat
I'll see if I can go out again tonight, call up a few buddies of mine and see what everyone is up to.
Friday Night Field Report
Out with Bjorn and two other dudes (dude1 and dude2). Dude2 ended up leaving early.
First impressions, Bjorn talks about game WAYYYY to much, Dude1 is solid and dude2 is still a bit stifled.
Dude2 will grow out of his shell, just needs to get out there and socialize.
First half of the night nothing much happens, few blow outs, nothing spectacular.
We grab something to eat, talk about game, which I fuckin' hate to do when I'm out. At this point I'm getting tired and out of state. Not feeling it.
Head out again to one of the clubs we entered before. Dude1 and I go and self amuse with stupid dances.
Magical stuff like sawing, building the stage, the box dance (dual), the halve kip and a bunch of nameless ones.
The club is essentially this long stretched out bar and everybody is walking back and forth, very busy but not that many girls around (shame).
We open a few moving ones but it doesn't go anywhere.
Then the set of glorious self amusing blow out. Dude1 approaches these two short chicks that are dancing close together. They ignore him entirely, as in don't even look up.
Not very nice we conclude so we decide to have some fun with it. For the next 5 minutes we are waving hands infront of there faces, inappropriate dancing, sticking out tongue's and making weird faces.
Very impressed by these girls, regardless of all our shenanigans they didn't even look up. Eventually they leave, my face hurts from the excessive smiling.
The night is drawing to a end and we go and grab some fresh air outside...Who do you guess is standing outside?? Our two lovely girls. heheh
Naturally we go talk to them...again...naturally another blow out...resulting in more hilarious shenanigans. Damn this was fun.
This concludes our extremely hilarious night out.
Lessons learned
I've been relying on crutches for far to long, my social circle with Biology is massive and because of that I generally have social status when I go to a party. After all I know most people there.
This makes opening a breeze. Tonight I realized that, hold on, I can get blown out hard and its far more diffucult to step up with intent and confidence if you don't have the situational confidence to back it up.
Interesting lesson for sure.
Also talking game when out sucks major monkey balls. When I go out with Bjorn again I'm putting a ban on any and all game talk. That stuff is cryptonite.
Oh yeah, dancing like a madman is brilliant. Now to couple that with approaching and we'r solid.
Field Report, the train ride
I had a 3 hour train ride to get from my place to Bjorn, the last half hour I sat in a very busy train. As in all the seats where filled up.
Across from me there was a chick constantly talking on the phone. Started chatting with her everytime she hung up, which happened rarely.
At one point a cute lady sits next to me, I don't immediatley open, after all I'm reading my newspaper. Apparantly she did follow my little conversation with miss phone, at one point I ask to nobody in particular what station we'r at.
My neighbour responds 'its still half an hour untill your stop', lol apparantly I mentioned where I had to get out at some point.
We start talking about various stuff or should I say, I talk about Biology and how freakin' cool plants are. She just follows along and agree's.
I get a feeling she's a bit of a nerd, which is cool. To test my hypotheses I share a few night out story's, she digs deep in her memory and pulls one out as well. Yeah definitley a nerd.
All this time we'r looking deeply in each others eye's, like seriously, completely inappropriate for a train ride.
At one point I should've went for a kiss close, would've been fun. (should've, could've, didn't FUCK :p)
Then when the train stops, she gets up, says goodbye, kinda wavers around for a bit and leaves.
Lesson learned, number close early and often. This would've been such a solid close but I let her go, such a shame.
I'll get there, will go out more to 'regular' party's without my possé around, approach and CLOSE da deal.
Anybody has any idea's for a challenge regarding closing?
I need to get in the habit off going for a number/kiss close, building up to full closes.
I'll make a post in main about this as well, curious what people will come up with.
Cheers guys, thanks for reading. ;)
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Good job on quitting drinking. I've toyed around with the idea myself, and decided to do the same as of yesterday. I just tend to do too much stupid crap when I'm drunk ,like almost getting into a fight with a club security guard.
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Anybody has any idea's for a challenge regarding closing?
I need to get in the habit off going for a number/kiss close, building up to full closes.
I'll make a post in main about this as well, curious what people will come up with.
Cheers guys, thanks for reading. ;)
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Good job on quitting drinking. I've toyed around with the idea myself, and decided to do the same as of yesterday. I just tend to do too much stupid crap when I'm drunk ,like almost getting into a fight with a club security guard.
Can't recommend Allen Carr's 'how to control drinking' enough, its perfect for your situation.
Yeah dude, what you're looking for is the Kiss Rejection Mission
I'm getting butterfly's in my stomach, so its definitley outside my comfort zone heheh.
25 kiss Rejections. Damn, thats awesome.
You know what, I'm in, nervous as fuck...makes me feel alive.
Kiss Rejections
0/25
Oh yeah, didn't end up going out last night, my buddies we'r out of town and I could use the sleep.
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Field Report Sunday Evening Amsterdam
I was bored in my room so I figured I'd head out and see whats up. First checked out Utrecht, nothing to do anywhere, couples and guys.
I've got this OV card that allows me to travel for free on the weekends so why not check out Amsterdam? Bigger city, more diverse, something must be going on.
Head out, about half an hour on my way by train. Arrive, walk another 20 minutes to the club area, same story as Utrecht.
I end up talking to nobody, I walk back again, take a train ride and go to my room.
Been out for like 2,5 hours without any action. Feeling kinda meh.
Lesson learned; Sunday, meditation/relaxation/preperation day, no night game to speak off.
I did notice I was more in my head then usual, I've been relying on my crutches (friends/aquintances) far to much. It'll take some time to shake it off.
The kiss rejection challenge will help out.
Edit: First week, went out 3x. Niceeee
I was bored in my room so I figured I'd head out and see whats up. First checked out Utrecht, nothing to do anywhere, couples and guys.
I've got this OV card that allows me to travel for free on the weekends so why not check out Amsterdam? Bigger city, more diverse, something must be going on.
Head out, about half an hour on my way by train. Arrive, walk another 20 minutes to the club area, same story as Utrecht.
I end up talking to nobody, I walk back again, take a train ride and go to my room.
Been out for like 2,5 hours without any action. Feeling kinda meh.
Lesson learned; Sunday, meditation/relaxation/preperation day, no night game to speak off.
I did notice I was more in my head then usual, I've been relying on my crutches (friends/aquintances) far to much. It'll take some time to shake it off.
The kiss rejection challenge will help out.
Edit: First week, went out 3x. Niceeee
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I imagined it to be this holy grail, to be invited to party's, hang out with the cool people. All so nice.
Well after my bootcamp I realized that guy and it wasn't that hard at all.
Now I know hundreds of people, have no trouble meeting new people and its all lovely.
I still have massive blue balls, which is not that lovely, its distracting.
Its time to move from gay social guy to hot sexy social guy; time to close bitches.
The plan: Go out 2-3 times a week and be sexy.
Field Report
Today I decided to stop drinking...period
Before the soccer party I was somewhat worried that I'd be excluded from the festivities, like they'd think less of me. The opposite turned out to be true.
In fact several guys admitted that they should do the same thing but where unable.
I also dreaded the eternal why question, this turned out to be a easy 'fix' with a shrug 'just because'.
Nobody enquired any further, it probably had something to do with how firm I was mentally about my decision.
Drinking is now on par with smoking; a deadly sin for my self respect.
Untill midnight I just talked with all the guys there, bouncing from team to team being the gay social guy. By that time I knew most guys in the joint, at the very least superficially.
So at ths point I sat down to ground myself and set a new course.
Saw a cute chick standing by the bar, I went up to get a drink and chatted with her for a bit. Mostly busting the balls of the bartender, in good natured fun offcourse.
Now that I've got the ball rolling I'm feeling good, a real sexy chick I've been checking out before is sitting all alone; unacceptable.
Roll up, say something and sit down next to her. We start talking, she's digging me, after a while some of my boys interrupt me. We include them (FUCK YOU GAY SOCIAL GUY).
I've got my arm around her half the time, I'm touchy feely with every guy/gal I meet no news here.
One of the guys is writing hearts on the sweaty front glass of the bar to some girls outside. I joke around with it, waving like a idiot. Eventually I get there attention and they wave back.
My girl is of the opinion that a bigger heart is needed to seduce them, I agree and draw a massive one, with a arrow to boot. No luck.
I decide its time to go out and talk to them, grab a buddy who grabs another buddy and out we go. We'r making a spectacle here, like 4 or 5 peeps pressed against the glass to watch our shenanigans.
When I get outside I realize that the girls are like 16 max. WAYYYYY to young, ah fuck it lets have some fun with it anyway, talking is allowed...
At some point I put my arm around one of the girls, realize what I'm doing and quickly release again (lol). We send them of in the night and head back in.
Our girls are properly impressed with our mad skilllzzz and want to prove they'r (bar girl and seated girl) up for the challenge as well.
We send them off towards two guys smoking outside with the command to bring them in.
They approach somewhat awkwardly, after a while they manage to get them inside with the promiss that I would buy them drinks. Well fuck that, thats not the idea.
Anyways, after all of this we decide its time to head to a different bar, its freakishly hot here.
Head out seperately, get to the bar, wait in line, chicks join us, some more shenanigans, decide to head out to a different bar (line to long here), they first get something to eat, we go on ahead (FUCK YOU GAY SOCIAL GUY, STAY WITH THE GIRLS THEY FREAKIN' LOVE YOU) and never see them again. FUCK
Get inside the next bar and the average age is like 10 years above mine, milf gold mine.
Few more sets that go nowhere, one because the convo stalled and I got inside my head (trying to game is stupid), another because the chick was drunk out of her mind and was only able to talk about 'fotoshoots'. Incredibly hot but no fun so I bailed.
I also introduce the drunk chick to one of my buddies who studies photography, he was still talking to her when I left (not touching, apparantly I'm not the only gay around).
Not much more happened and I head back home.
Recap
- No alcohol helps game IMMENSELY, people accept it without too much fuss. If they don't then you've got 4-5 guys reacting to you, always a good thing.
Not to mention clarity and the ability to turn a night around, if I was drunk I'd never had been able to bring out the hot sexy social guy. I might've talked to some girls but slurring speech and foggy mind would easily disrupt any attempt. This is related to last Thursday night, another big party where I know a lot of people who attended, I was incredibly drunk.
Try'd to game 3 or 4 cute chicks but my drunk mind couldn't function properly and I blew it big time.
The next morning was horribly, hang over, a room in complete disarray (we play'd a drinking game with like 20 people at my place before the party); I felt putrid.
Thats when I realized something, regret. I believe there is someone out there who is a fit for me; the girl of my dreams.
If I'm drunk like Thursday night and screw it up that badly I would regret it for the rest of my life.
That would be far more painfull then any advantages alcohol might have. So that morning I decided to quit...
Thats my reason, I don't want to regret anything.
- Talked to a bunch of cute girls, eventually gay social guy reared its perfectly groomed face again and I missed my oppertunity. No worries, considering I haven't 'gamed' seriously in weeks I did freakishly well. Next time I see them its ON.
- Fun shenanigans and made some new friends.
25-27 Juli Amsterdam Bootcamp
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