THE FORUMS
I want to make a more thought-oriented post, rather than just an objective explanation of the events. Partially because it helps me explore my own thoughts, but also just to share in case someone else is going through similar things.
My sense of entitlement is getting higher and higher with the more cute women I'm hooking up with. In the past, I would look at super hot girls and I wouldn't even really feel that attracted to them because they just seemed so far out of my reach. It's kind of like how I've never wanted to own a Ferrari, but I have wanted to own a Corvette. I don't waste energy thinking about something that will most likely never happen. Of course, if I got a new job where I earned $300,000 a year, then a Ferrari would start seeming appealing and the Corvette would seem below me. It's the same thing with girls. Now, the super hot girls are coming into my radar a lot more because I'm learning more and more that they like me.
My main issue to get past has been my looks. I spent a lot of time thinking about this the other day and I realized that it's because I'm still wounded from my teenage years, and that I still identify with that person. In middle and high school, I was somewhat chubby and kind of had man boobs. It was nothing serious --- I had probably hooked up with 9 or 10 girls before I graduated from high school. However, I remember times in middle school where different girls called me ugly. I kind of let that become my identity. Looking back into where this whole looks issue began is helping me to destroy it.
My biggest epiphany about it the other day is I'm not who I was in middle school or high school. I'm a completely different person. I'm 25 years old now. I have a good physique. I've fucked hot girls. I've been called hot by plenty of cute girls. I haven't been called ugly even once since high school. I have absolutely no reference experiences to reinforce the belief that "I'm ugly" but I have mountains of evidence to support that "I'm attractive to hot women." Although I logically understand this, I have had trouble giving proof to my brain. The times that I had fucked hot girls, I just considered myself lucky and that I was batting out of my league. This was because when I have fucked hot girls, I never realized that I still identified with the ugly middle schooler, so I just attributed to luck. Now that I realize that I'm a new person, I'm now attributing my success to the fact that I'm a good looking guy with game.
When I do game girls, I fucking rock it. I feel good when I'm holding a girl, lazer eyes, and just vomiting my personality onto her. My buddy Chris, who has a higher sense of entitlement and fucks hotter girls typically, doesn't have much game. Don't get me wrong --- he fucking pimps it --- but he often runs out of things to say and won't physically escalate unless it's on the dance floor. I see this and I want to tell him what to do, but I don't give advice since I can barely even get past my approach anxiety.
My new identity is forming. I'm not looking in the mirror anymore and feeling disappointed. I'm not looking in the mirror anymore and feeling that I'm different from everyone else. "Yeah, other average looking guys can get girls, but somehow I'm different." These old beliefs are getting shattered. I can't wait until my new sense of identity is rock solid because I think I'll do great things in game.
My sense of entitlement is getting higher and higher with the more cute women I'm hooking up with. In the past, I would look at super hot girls and I wouldn't even really feel that attracted to them because they just seemed so far out of my reach. It's kind of like how I've never wanted to own a Ferrari, but I have wanted to own a Corvette. I don't waste energy thinking about something that will most likely never happen. Of course, if I got a new job where I earned $300,000 a year, then a Ferrari would start seeming appealing and the Corvette would seem below me. It's the same thing with girls. Now, the super hot girls are coming into my radar a lot more because I'm learning more and more that they like me.
My main issue to get past has been my looks. I spent a lot of time thinking about this the other day and I realized that it's because I'm still wounded from my teenage years, and that I still identify with that person. In middle and high school, I was somewhat chubby and kind of had man boobs. It was nothing serious --- I had probably hooked up with 9 or 10 girls before I graduated from high school. However, I remember times in middle school where different girls called me ugly. I kind of let that become my identity. Looking back into where this whole looks issue began is helping me to destroy it.
My biggest epiphany about it the other day is I'm not who I was in middle school or high school. I'm a completely different person. I'm 25 years old now. I have a good physique. I've fucked hot girls. I've been called hot by plenty of cute girls. I haven't been called ugly even once since high school. I have absolutely no reference experiences to reinforce the belief that "I'm ugly" but I have mountains of evidence to support that "I'm attractive to hot women." Although I logically understand this, I have had trouble giving proof to my brain. The times that I had fucked hot girls, I just considered myself lucky and that I was batting out of my league. This was because when I have fucked hot girls, I never realized that I still identified with the ugly middle schooler, so I just attributed to luck. Now that I realize that I'm a new person, I'm now attributing my success to the fact that I'm a good looking guy with game.
When I do game girls, I fucking rock it. I feel good when I'm holding a girl, lazer eyes, and just vomiting my personality onto her. My buddy Chris, who has a higher sense of entitlement and fucks hotter girls typically, doesn't have much game. Don't get me wrong --- he fucking pimps it --- but he often runs out of things to say and won't physically escalate unless it's on the dance floor. I see this and I want to tell him what to do, but I don't give advice since I can barely even get past my approach anxiety.
My new identity is forming. I'm not looking in the mirror anymore and feeling disappointed. I'm not looking in the mirror anymore and feeling that I'm different from everyone else. "Yeah, other average looking guys can get girls, but somehow I'm different." These old beliefs are getting shattered. I can't wait until my new sense of identity is rock solid because I think I'll do great things in game.
One thing that has helped my verbals get rock solid is doing the alphabet thing. Mine looks like this:
A – Animals
B – Books
C – Countries
D – Dates
E – Exercise
F – Fighting
G – Game
H – Happiness
I – Intelligence
J -- Jurassic Park
K – Killing
L – Lying
M – Movies
That's my own personal list. Those are things that I can think of about 100 different things to say for each word. I've also memorized 3 or 4 silly questions to ask for each word, just to be prepared. As an example, this is a paraphrase of last night's conversation when I ran out of things to say:
Me: (thinking C for countries) If you could go to any country, which would it be?
Her: Australia.
Me: Ah, where at? Probably Sydney or Melbourne, huh?
Her: Yes, Sydney!
Me: I'd go to the middle of Australia, where nobody is. I want to kill a kangaroo with a knife. I want to know what's inside that mysterious pouch. Is it slimy? Is it furry? I need to know what it's all about.
Her: Haha wtf
Me: Or a bear. If I had to choose a way to die, it'd be fighting a bear with a knife. (Me running out of things to say --- so I think of M for movies) Speaking of bears, if you could have two Disney characters in a porn, which two would you choose?
That was a very rough example of what it was like. It was mostly just me asking her random questions, listening to her answer, and then giving my own ridiculous answers. Often, she would give answers that I could latch on to and transition into a another random topic, one of which is not from my ABC list. Most of the shit I say are non-sequiturs, but it allows me to keep amping up the physical game and to keep her laughing.
Another thing I did was go to Barnes and Noble and read a few joke books. I wrote down a lot of funny jokes that I thought I could apply to game, so I insert them into conversation a lot. Mitch Hedberg has TONS of one-liner jokes that I use. I used one of his jokes the other night while dancing with a girl. I said "I love blackjack. I'm not addicted to gambling. I'm addicted to sitting in a semi-circle." That sort of joke is congruent with my personality so it works well. If I ever get busted for stealing a joke, I'll just say "Finally someone understands the reference! I love Mitch Hedberg but no girls ever seem to know of him. You're awesome!"
I'm starting to appreciate Lil Wayne more. I consider him to be the worst famous rapper. He doesn't deserve to be famous because his lyrics are crap. His lyrics are usually nonsense and one line almost never has any relation to the next. However, that's fucking GREAT for game, so I'm taking a liking to him now. I think Owen has a video about Lil Wayne and his verbals. I can't remember.
Now I just need to keep getting my entitlement up. I feel that my verbals are as good as they need to be. My physical game is good. Now I just need to believe in myself more and execute what I know how to do.
A – Animals
B – Books
C – Countries
D – Dates
E – Exercise
F – Fighting
G – Game
H – Happiness
I – Intelligence
J -- Jurassic Park
K – Killing
L – Lying
M – Movies
That's my own personal list. Those are things that I can think of about 100 different things to say for each word. I've also memorized 3 or 4 silly questions to ask for each word, just to be prepared. As an example, this is a paraphrase of last night's conversation when I ran out of things to say:
Me: (thinking C for countries) If you could go to any country, which would it be?
Her: Australia.
Me: Ah, where at? Probably Sydney or Melbourne, huh?
Her: Yes, Sydney!
Me: I'd go to the middle of Australia, where nobody is. I want to kill a kangaroo with a knife. I want to know what's inside that mysterious pouch. Is it slimy? Is it furry? I need to know what it's all about.
Her: Haha wtf
Me: Or a bear. If I had to choose a way to die, it'd be fighting a bear with a knife. (Me running out of things to say --- so I think of M for movies) Speaking of bears, if you could have two Disney characters in a porn, which two would you choose?
That was a very rough example of what it was like. It was mostly just me asking her random questions, listening to her answer, and then giving my own ridiculous answers. Often, she would give answers that I could latch on to and transition into a another random topic, one of which is not from my ABC list. Most of the shit I say are non-sequiturs, but it allows me to keep amping up the physical game and to keep her laughing.
Another thing I did was go to Barnes and Noble and read a few joke books. I wrote down a lot of funny jokes that I thought I could apply to game, so I insert them into conversation a lot. Mitch Hedberg has TONS of one-liner jokes that I use. I used one of his jokes the other night while dancing with a girl. I said "I love blackjack. I'm not addicted to gambling. I'm addicted to sitting in a semi-circle." That sort of joke is congruent with my personality so it works well. If I ever get busted for stealing a joke, I'll just say "Finally someone understands the reference! I love Mitch Hedberg but no girls ever seem to know of him. You're awesome!"
I'm starting to appreciate Lil Wayne more. I consider him to be the worst famous rapper. He doesn't deserve to be famous because his lyrics are crap. His lyrics are usually nonsense and one line almost never has any relation to the next. However, that's fucking GREAT for game, so I'm taking a liking to him now. I think Owen has a video about Lil Wayne and his verbals. I can't remember.
Now I just need to keep getting my entitlement up. I feel that my verbals are as good as they need to be. My physical game is good. Now I just need to believe in myself more and execute what I know how to do.
Fuck! I fucked up tonight. But there's a lesson to be learned. I'm still kind of drunk so hopefully this is coherent.
First I went to Electric Cowboy solo. I ran into a cute girl whom I made out with three weeks ago. I told them I was only staying there for a little bit because I had to meet Chris and the girls from last night(April and Courtney) downtown. They wanted to go with me so I took them downtown with me.
However, once we got there, I didn't really know who to go for. I didn't want to fuck up things with either one of them. Finally, I decided it was best to go for Courtney, the girl from last night. Kathy, the girl from tonight, ended up leaving with her friend. They found some other ride. Cool.
By that time, we only had probably 20 minutes before the bar closed and I talked with Courtney for a while. She was talking about how she was sleepy AGAIN. Granted, she had a busy ass day and woke up early, but FUCK. She was still into me and we talked and was physical for a while. At the end of the night, she said she was going to go to sleep. What the motherfuck. I went home alone like a fucking homo. I have a few bootycall options right now but I don't even think I want to hit them up.
I'm kind of wondering if the whole "love triangle" thing is having an effect on Courtney not wanting to fuck me. She knows that April likes me, and April WON'T fuck Chris (so she says), so I'm not sure what is happening. Maybe Courtney won't do anything more than make out with me because she know April is into me. I'm not going to really spend time analyzing it that much because there are too many variables there for me to try to figure it out. Maybe Courtney really was just tired. Maybe she won't fuck me because April likes me. I have no idea.
I fucking passed up approaching tonight because I thought that I was for sure going to fuck one of these girls. I was in the mood to approach too.
If anyone is reading this, please give me some advice on this. I'm not really upset, because it's a learning experience, but I don't know what to take away from it. I'm not sure what I should change. I'm okay with having a "bad" night as long as I can take some lessons away from it. I'll read this again tomorrow to make sure it's coherent --- otherwise I'll edit it.
First I went to Electric Cowboy solo. I ran into a cute girl whom I made out with three weeks ago. I told them I was only staying there for a little bit because I had to meet Chris and the girls from last night(April and Courtney) downtown. They wanted to go with me so I took them downtown with me.
However, once we got there, I didn't really know who to go for. I didn't want to fuck up things with either one of them. Finally, I decided it was best to go for Courtney, the girl from last night. Kathy, the girl from tonight, ended up leaving with her friend. They found some other ride. Cool.
By that time, we only had probably 20 minutes before the bar closed and I talked with Courtney for a while. She was talking about how she was sleepy AGAIN. Granted, she had a busy ass day and woke up early, but FUCK. She was still into me and we talked and was physical for a while. At the end of the night, she said she was going to go to sleep. What the motherfuck. I went home alone like a fucking homo. I have a few bootycall options right now but I don't even think I want to hit them up.
I'm kind of wondering if the whole "love triangle" thing is having an effect on Courtney not wanting to fuck me. She knows that April likes me, and April WON'T fuck Chris (so she says), so I'm not sure what is happening. Maybe Courtney won't do anything more than make out with me because she know April is into me. I'm not going to really spend time analyzing it that much because there are too many variables there for me to try to figure it out. Maybe Courtney really was just tired. Maybe she won't fuck me because April likes me. I have no idea.
I fucking passed up approaching tonight because I thought that I was for sure going to fuck one of these girls. I was in the mood to approach too.
If anyone is reading this, please give me some advice on this. I'm not really upset, because it's a learning experience, but I don't know what to take away from it. I'm not sure what I should change. I'm okay with having a "bad" night as long as I can take some lessons away from it. I'll read this again tomorrow to make sure it's coherent --- otherwise I'll edit it.
title made me laugh
keep it up dude
How long have you been doing mma and how many times has your nose been broken? hahah
ps imo dance floor game is a trap and can put you in a bad headspace.
keep it up dude
How long have you been doing mma and how many times has your nose been broken? hahah
ps imo dance floor game is a trap and can put you in a bad headspace.
read your most recent post.
Sometimes it can be very good for your mental health to back away from game and game related concepts. Have a normal week without visiting these forums or reading any pickup books. After a week of giving yourself a well deserved rest you will naturally have the hunger to push through bad nights and strive for glory.
This has helped me in the past.
gl
Sometimes it can be very good for your mental health to back away from game and game related concepts. Have a normal week without visiting these forums or reading any pickup books. After a week of giving yourself a well deserved rest you will naturally have the hunger to push through bad nights and strive for glory.
This has helped me in the past.
gl
Fuck! I fucked up tonight. But there's a lesson to be learned. I'm still kind of drunk so hopefully this is coherent.
First I went to Electric Cowboy solo. I ran into a cute girl whom I made out with three weeks ago. I told them I was only staying there for a little bit because I had to meet Chris and the girls from last night(April and Courtney) downtown. They wanted to go with me so I took them downtown with me.
However, once we got there, I didn't really know who to go for. I didn't want to fuck up things with either one of them. Finally, I decided it was best to go for Courtney, the girl from last night. Kathy, the girl from tonight, ended up leaving with her friend. They found some other ride. Cool.
By that time, we only had probably 20 minutes before the bar closed and I talked with Courtney for a while. She was talking about how she was sleepy AGAIN. Granted, she had a busy ass day and woke up early, but FUCK. She was still into me and we talked and was physical for a while. At the end of the night, she said she was going to go to sleep. What the motherfuck. I went home alone like a fucking homo. I have a few bootycall options right now but I don't even think I want to hit them up.
I'm kind of wondering if the whole "love triangle" thing is having an effect on Courtney not wanting to fuck me. She knows that April likes me, and April WON'T fuck Chris (so she says), so I'm not sure what is happening. Maybe Courtney won't do anything more than make out with me because she know April is into me. I'm not going to really spend time analyzing it that much because there are too many variables there for me to try to figure it out. Maybe Courtney really was just tired. Maybe she won't fuck me because April likes me. I have no idea.
I fucking passed up approaching tonight because I thought that I was for sure going to fuck one of these girls. I was in the mood to approach too.
If anyone is reading this, please give me some advice on this. I'm not really upset, because it's a learning experience, but I don't know what to take away from it. I'm not sure what I should change. I'm okay with having a "bad" night as long as I can take some lessons away from it. I'll read this again tomorrow to make sure it's coherent --- otherwise I'll edit it.
However, once we got there, I didn't really know who to go for. I didn't want to fuck up things with either one of them.First I went to Electric Cowboy solo. I ran into a cute girl whom I made out with three weeks ago. I told them I was only staying there for a little bit because I had to meet Chris and the girls from last night(April and Courtney) downtown. They wanted to go with me so I took them downtown with me.
However, once we got there, I didn't really know who to go for. I didn't want to fuck up things with either one of them. Finally, I decided it was best to go for Courtney, the girl from last night. Kathy, the girl from tonight, ended up leaving with her friend. They found some other ride. Cool.
By that time, we only had probably 20 minutes before the bar closed and I talked with Courtney for a while. She was talking about how she was sleepy AGAIN. Granted, she had a busy ass day and woke up early, but FUCK. She was still into me and we talked and was physical for a while. At the end of the night, she said she was going to go to sleep. What the motherfuck. I went home alone like a fucking homo. I have a few bootycall options right now but I don't even think I want to hit them up.
I'm kind of wondering if the whole "love triangle" thing is having an effect on Courtney not wanting to fuck me. She knows that April likes me, and April WON'T fuck Chris (so she says), so I'm not sure what is happening. Maybe Courtney won't do anything more than make out with me because she know April is into me. I'm not going to really spend time analyzing it that much because there are too many variables there for me to try to figure it out. Maybe Courtney really was just tired. Maybe she won't fuck me because April likes me. I have no idea.
I fucking passed up approaching tonight because I thought that I was for sure going to fuck one of these girls. I was in the mood to approach too.
If anyone is reading this, please give me some advice on this. I'm not really upset, because it's a learning experience, but I don't know what to take away from it. I'm not sure what I should change. I'm okay with having a "bad" night as long as I can take some lessons away from it. I'll read this again tomorrow to make sure it's coherent --- otherwise I'll edit it.
Right there is the fundamental problem wit your game. If you do not believe in abundance, that bitches aint shit but hoes and tricks, then they will always be a problem. No one woman that you aren't having sex with consistently for at least a month is special, you should behave however you want in the moment not filtering your actions and thoughts based on what is your highest excitement in the moment, not what are the potential consequences for any behavior. If you want to transform, to become a man who takes it to the next level, you cannot have an ounce of neediness. Instead of the A B C D E F G thing you are doing to ilicit questions to prolong a conversation (which is another sign of neediness and not authentically expressing who you are), try doing or saying shit that will fuck up your game so you are more focused on being physical and mainting intense eye contact and creating tension. On my bootcamp with Julien, he told me to say random words like Star Wars during the conversation to really instill the point that this shit is irrelevant, you cannot be needy and must be perfectly willing to lose the girl expressing yourself or you are not ready.
__________________
title made me laugh
keep it up dude
How long have you been doing mma and how many times has your nose been broken? hahah
ps imo dance floor game is a trap and can put you in a bad headspace.
Haha, thank you!keep it up dude
How long have you been doing mma and how many times has your nose been broken? hahah
ps imo dance floor game is a trap and can put you in a bad headspace.
I've been doing it for about 3 years but I've been inactive lately because of school.
Surprisingly, I've never broken a bone. My record is 7-1 so I haven't taken too many beatings. I've been fortune enough to end all but one of the victories in the first round with submissions, so the damage has been minimal. This one huge black guy managed to give me a good beating before I could slap a triangle choke on him, and I think he permantly made my nose a little crooked. That, and getting it hit in training a lot.
I'll post a very bried rundown of the past week. Had some bad nights and some good nights.
The girls from last week, April and Courtney --- Courtney kept doing this bullshit where she would go to sleep directly after the bar. I'd spend my fucking night making out with her only for her to go to sleep. April is cuter, so when Courtney wasn't around at the bar I made out with April.
Unfortunately, my buddy has been talking to April, and he talked to her first. He fucks a lot of girls so I didn't feel bad about kissing the girl he is talking to, but the other night he got his jaw broken in multiple places by police batons, so he is in the hospital now. I went and seen him but I don't feel comfortable hitting on April now.
Anyway, I was kind of out of it last night but I still mustered up the motivation to do one approach. I pulled. She is 18. I'm a butt guy and I think she has a great butt. I also found out that she is the biological sister of a guy whom I hate, and she also recently broke up with another guy whom I really dislike, so there is a certain satisfaction in that....
Again, for your viewing pleasure:
If I'm not allowed to post pictures like that, please let me know and I will delete them and cease doing it.
The girls from last week, April and Courtney --- Courtney kept doing this bullshit where she would go to sleep directly after the bar. I'd spend my fucking night making out with her only for her to go to sleep. April is cuter, so when Courtney wasn't around at the bar I made out with April.
Unfortunately, my buddy has been talking to April, and he talked to her first. He fucks a lot of girls so I didn't feel bad about kissing the girl he is talking to, but the other night he got his jaw broken in multiple places by police batons, so he is in the hospital now. I went and seen him but I don't feel comfortable hitting on April now.
Anyway, I was kind of out of it last night but I still mustered up the motivation to do one approach. I pulled. She is 18. I'm a butt guy and I think she has a great butt. I also found out that she is the biological sister of a guy whom I hate, and she also recently broke up with another guy whom I really dislike, so there is a certain satisfaction in that....
Again, for your viewing pleasure:
If I'm not allowed to post pictures like that, please let me know and I will delete them and cease doing it.
FUCK --- my natural wing Chris got his jaw broken by the police and now has his mouth wired shut. He is out of commission for quite a while.
Drew currently lives 2 hours away and only comes up on the weekends, and even then, not every weekend.
My other wing Chris keeps going back into his shitty relationship.
I need new wings, or I'm going to have to find the balls to go out solo.
Drew currently lives 2 hours away and only comes up on the weekends, and even then, not every weekend.
My other wing Chris keeps going back into his shitty relationship.
I need new wings, or I'm going to have to find the balls to go out solo.
tyler0351
Senior Member
Join Date: 09/17/2011 | Posts: 196
A month or so ago I tried to hand of God open this girl from the bar whom I thought danced extremely sexy. Something was off because although she grabbed my hand she gave me a very weird look. Like a "what the fuck do you want" look. She kept walking. Last weekend I reapproached her at another bar and she opened up. We exchanged numbers and after the bar she texted me. I told her to come to my house. She said "I'll come hang out for a little bit."
She gave me the most LMR I've ever had before, and I admittedly was kind of pushing the boundaries with how persistent I was being, but ultimately she gave up the resistance and we fucked. We both enjoyed it.
That was a good lesson for me because it reminded me that how a girl reacts to you when you open her is really no indication of whether or not she will be attracted to you.
Last week, my buddy Chris approached a couple of girls, April and Courtney. I knew Courtney because she is actually an MMA fighter (as am I), so we have fought on some of the same cards. I also refereed one of her fights. April is the hotter of the two, and she was into Chris.
Anyway, Courtney has always acted kind of cold toward me. I've always assumed that she just didn't like me. She is a hot girl and kind of considers herself to be "high class," whatever the fuck that means. I inferred that based on her judgments of some people being "white trash." However, last weekend I saw her out and she was actually receptive to me touching her when talking to her. It wasn't anything huge, but I could see the anime eyes when talking to her. In my head I was thinking "WTF? I thought she didn't like me." I didn't pursue her that night though because I was busy gaming a different girl.
Fast forward to 2 nights ago. I went solo to a bar called Midnight Rodeo and saw April and Courtney there. Courtney was off somewhere else, but April and I started talking. She said "lets dance" and started dragging me to the dance floor. Anytime a girl does that I immediately pull her back behind me and drag HER to the dance floor. I'm not going to let a girl lead me around. We danced -- it was fun. However, afterward she started sending me some text messages with her hinting that she liked me. I told her that I don't hit on girls who my friends are talking to. She started telling me that she didn't like Chris because he doesn't have a car/place/phone.
Then, skip to last night. April and Courtney were planning on going downtown until I told them Chris and I were going to Electric Cowboy. They immediately change their plans and go to Electric instead. April was being semi-receptive towards Chris, but not as much as usual. She was being awkward around him, and she grabbed my dick a couple of times. She was being super flirty with me. Although I'm super attracted to her. Here's a picture to explain why, haha :
Anyway, I made her quit being physical with me. At one point Courtney told me "She wanted me to ask you what you thought about her. She likes you." --- I told her that I liked April but that she was for Chris. I amped up the physicality on her friend, Courtney, and again she was into it. I had the million dollar mouthpiece going hardcore. I love these moments because whenever I doubt myself I need to remember that I never run out of things to say and that my verbals are excellent. Out of nowhere, her and April started making out right in front of me. It was sexy. After April walked away, Courtney started telling me about how she is an amazing kisser. I started to hesitate because of the two makeout rejections I had recently, but I decided to make the bold move and kissed her. She loved it. And she WAS an amazing kisser. Maybe the best I've ever kissed.
After that point, she was hooked. She didn't want to leave my side. We danced to two slow songs and literally made out through both songs. I didn't want to makeout that long but she was persistent, lol.
After the bar, the four of us head back to April's apartment. She is still being cold toward Chris. Courtney was pretty drunk and super tired, so she actually fell asleep on the way there. Once inside, she actually fell asleep while pissing on the toilet, lol. It didn't matter because they had the DVD Bridesmaids and I really wanted to watch it, so I did. Chris and April were in April's bedroom, but I went in there to tell her about Courtney sleeping on the toilet, and they were fully clothed and not doing shit. WTF! Chris passed out and April came and sat up next to me on the couch. We talked for probably a good hour. I'm pretty sure we both wanted to kiss each other but I refrained since Courtney's feet were literally touching me as she was sleeping on the couch. Eventually she went to bed and I fell asleep.
They are wanting Chris and me to hangout tonight so we'll see what happens. Hopefully will be testing out my fishing rod in Beaver Lake.