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How to Deal with Cunts: My Ultimate Trainwreck
Dude, youra drama queen. Get over yourself.
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Don't take that dude up there too seriously. This is what fucking Field Reports are for: to break shit down analytically after the fact, and in the best-case scenarios, as soon as after the fact as possible (so they're still fresh).
On the other hand, I wouldn't consider some doe-eyed blonde chick with whom you're supposed to have a professional relationship a "target" in the future. RSD is mostly about learning how to detach fromt the outcome, and the quickest way to do that is by applying it to girls you have no stock in. In other words, FUCK the social circle for now, and for that matter, fuck the establishment altogether. The revolution will not be televised!
Anyway, I need to talk to you about the Fall...
On the other hand, I wouldn't consider some doe-eyed blonde chick with whom you're supposed to have a professional relationship a "target" in the future. RSD is mostly about learning how to detach fromt the outcome, and the quickest way to do that is by applying it to girls you have no stock in. In other words, FUCK the social circle for now, and for that matter, fuck the establishment altogether. The revolution will not be televised!
Anyway, I need to talk to you about the Fall...
why
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Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats tha other mayne
'cause my skeet never leak
out this rubber mayne
T&A ain't worth a nigga DNA
-Ice Cube
www.rsdnation.com/node/147143
Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats tha other mayne
'cause my skeet never leak
out this rubber mayne
T&A ain't worth a nigga DNA
-Ice Cube
What? Your post is a grammar fail. Hit on tons more women, you should be hitting on over 20 girls a night as a beginner. A story about how you bitched out some girl in your work circle is completely irrelevant to game.
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critical, decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the
best day in the year. No man has learned anything rightly, until he
knows that every day is Doomsday"
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
FR's detailing my progression
critical, decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the
best day in the year. No man has learned anything rightly, until he
knows that every day is Doomsday"
--Ralph Waldo Emerson
FR's detailing my progression

PSlice
Junior Member
Join Date: 07/07/2011 | Posts: 8
Anyways, I delayed on my game and she ended up fucking a swimmer cut-body dude that was also on our trip and I felt I was scratched off. However I knew that she had interest but I am very counterculture and I think my game and personality is a little foreign to her. Now the state of affairs is completely fucked. Fucked in the sense that I called her on her shit. I told her that she was a 7 and that the only reason she got attention and got away with treating dudes like shit was because she was the only hot chick in our group. I was drunk. I know that is my first fallacy. But I was getting tired of talking shit and not backing it up. We, and by we I mean all the others in my program, went out on an excursion to find a club in a fioregn country. It was about 14 of us. And along the way we assumed that we all had it figured out. We were all going to go out to find the club. It was going to be exciting.
Upon our exciting adventure, me and my friend (An RSD Intermediate) eventually decided to leave the group because it was too many of us and we realized no one had logistics figured out. And we knew that people were going to try to ditch each other. I went to say goodbye to all of the group because I wanted to keep these people as friends and not just disappear on them. So I went to say goodbye to everyone. As I walked towards the blonde she looked at me and just shook her head and would not say goodbye to me. I was offended and muttered "what a bitch" under my breath and proceeded to leave with my friend. (She spited me because she felt that I was trying to control her project work).
As me and my roomate walked home we talked about RSD and how that you just need to learn how to take a shut down. That in all reality, it is only through the pain of being rejected that you are able to not fear nor hate approaching all types of women. We then opened a single set with a gorgeous girl who spoke no English and scared her off. We got nowhere so we decided to head back to our place and cook dinner. On the way back we saw a bunch of the people from the earlier group walking back. It was apparent that the others had ditched this group.
After dinner we were sitting down in front of my apartment window talking about how shity it is for a group to go out and before they even reach the initial destination ditch the others in the group. Its just a sense of common decency that when your leading a group you get to your destination before you wonder off. We also were talking about the blonde and how she shafted me when I respectfully wanted to say my goodbyes to the group. We also talked about how she thought she was the shit because she was the only hot chick in the group and could get away with dissing me. Just after I had expressed my opinions on this she walked into my room with my roomate and others from the exclusive group.
Upon their arrival she walked in and instantly commanded attention from the group who all to willingly gave it up. She began to bitch how the club was awful and that she had gotten bored. While everyone nodded I just looked over at my friend. We made eye contact and decided to have some fun putting her and this group in their place. Perhaps it wasn't the greatest idea as I was drunk and was worked up from the previous conversation. Emotions flared and insecurities were exploited.
Blonde: OMG the club was so lame.
Me: Really, was it as lame as you guys, like when you ditched everyone.
Blonde: What!? I didn't do that.
Me: I don't really care about lame clubs.
Blonde: Your an asshole
Me: I am the asshole, please what elese do you know about me.
Blonde: OMG how can you say that I took a cab back by myself.
Me: I don't care but I heard Stacy and Lara talking about ditching the group early on.
Blonde: I would never do that. I can't believe you would say that. Your Evil.
Me: Really, go on, what elese do you know about me?
Blonde: (Begins yelling) WTF is your problem.
Me: Nothing I am just not gonna put up with your shit.
Blonde: Fuck you. You are such an ass. This is why I called you a dick in that email. Your such an asshole and you can't con (Previously I had asked her to focus more on setting up interviews for our project instead of research. She mistook that for me trying to take credit for her research.)
Me: Your ridiculous. You think just because you have the best body on the trip you can treat others like shit.
Blonde: Fuck you! Your so full of shit. I am not even drunk right now. I am going to remember this in the morning.
Me: Good. Now get the fuck out of my room.
Blonde: OMG! I want to strangle you right now!
Me: Ohhh really.. Your fucking crazy.
Blonde: OMG! We will talk about this tomorrow. I am not even drunk.
Me: Sure your not. Yes we will talk because your in the wrong.
Blonde: I want to fucking strangle you right now.
Me: Get this crazy bitch out of my apartment.
Blonde: Fuck you. I hate you.
She then leaves.... I am like wow what the hell just happended. All I wanted to do at first was break her down a little. So that she didn't contoinue treating everyone like shit including myslef. Especially, after having talked about it with my firends if I just played a long with her game then I would been betraying myself. So I felt that I had to say what I said. I then started talking to my RSD friend and he said that he didn't expect her to threaten me. It all seemed to happen so fast. He didn't know about the history with the group project and he said that this was something different. It wasn't just social it was now professional and personal. So he told me write a field report. I decided that this would help me straighten my thoughts out. As I was writing this, she ended up coming back with roomate and
If the community has any advice on how to handle girls like this please share.
Follow up: Later that night around 3:30 AM the Blonde came back to my room with my roomate. We talked about what had happen. I validated myself and my assumptions about her and the night. And told her that this was how I felt. We settled our differences and I went to my room. So the trainwreck has damage control on the scene. However I woke up this morning to hear my roomates and another kid talking about the argument. So I do not think that this is going to go away soon. Again, any advice or insight would be helpful.
-PSlice
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And see it like it is baby"