THE FORUMS
March 5th
Fucking...Killed....It last night!
call me Steve-O!
Alright, it's like an unwritten rule here that the better the night the less detailed the field report ha don't know why but i cringe when having to write shit up after a good night, but there's still some lessons i take from it.
Ok, every time i meet a new wing the night becomes insanely successful for me, this was the case last night with a dude i met before at Camden; he brought a long a blonde hottie who i can't resist making out with later ;)
Tin comes as well, just pure social timez and good vibrations flowing around for the first 2 hours while we wait for people to flood in.
My new wing sees some Mexican/American chicks, one's a hot brunette, the other...not so much. I wing him, get the whole group laughing, they love me but are too receptive, i want harder sets. That was the problem tonight; all the girls were so receptive and it seemed too easy, don't know whether it reflected how tight my game is becoming or it was just something in the air. Anyway. i pose in a pic with some white chicks, "there's a random black guy in your picture. Smile!" - group laughs.
Oh yeah, intense RSD dude hits on the hot friend of my new wing. I step in to see if she's alright, i'm semi-white knight at the this time cause she doesn't seem to be smiling much, dude intervenes and is like "fuck off", hmm, i'm chill and immediately reply "it's okay, you're a PUA" = dude disappears.
Went around the club approaching on the dancefloor; chicks wanted me, some didn't which was the minority. Got some hard erections, shared some saliva with a couple chicas. All pretty hot and above 8 except for like two who i surpise kiss!
I then see my new wing in set with a small irish blonde and a hottie with a gorgeous face. I prance over, spit game, full eye contact, she's asking me why i'm looking at her like that. Ignore. She keeps hinting for a drink. I tell we'll makeout first then ill think about it. She says yes, only after the drink. No way, i go in for a kiss. Rejected. She still wants me around, wing and small irish girl go downstairs i take my sexy irish girl as well. Lift her up wedding-style, she loves it, BT levels through the roof and her head nearly as well ;)
Press her up against the wall. Solid makeout, body on body, she loves my shit. DTF, last night in london BUT DAMN MY WING FUCKS IT UP WITH HIS GIRL and my one gets dragged off. I try to pull her later on but don't know how to handle the friend, some small drink buying chode is doing well with her. He and his friend are in, my wing was too hasty and explicit, but ah well tis a good reference point.
I makeout with new bitches. Finger one girl, isolate her from her friends at her request. She's a bit odd, really physical; manhandling my face and shit, i ignore. Girls are weird...We makeout after she gives me some easy shit test "You're too presumptuous", "wow, i like big words..." - didn't pull, had to go to Tin's car to get my jacket, he was leaving early, the girl wanted me badddd. I take the number, not too sure if it's solid tho.
Yeah, so this might have been my most successful night so far, like 8 makeouts, mostly from hotties but still did not get zee fuck. I can feel it tho, the raw animal instincts telling me to do it. do it. do it. Like approaching is not enough now, i have to start fucking.
More things i noticed: halfway through the night i had approached so many of the hottest sets LIKE I ALWAYS DO WHEN I'M OUT (step up if you aren't players) that i reached the indifference threshold. I had like a HB9 in a flesh-tight dress, telling her line after line, whatever was coming to mind and it was almost sickening how she laughed on cue after EVERY single line. She had a BF, i went in for the makeout 3-4 times, but whatever. The indifference threshold can be determined by UTTER self-trust in your behaviour, mindset, and emotions; you project this to her as well. I do what i want and you do what you can about it! I was sooo relaxed, i remember a few months back when i used to stutter talking to a hottie. I still say really dumb shit can get called out for having crap chat up lines or whatever, but i feel nothing when they say this. Wtf is a shit test brah? I want the game to destroy me and breathe new life into me lol weird as it sounds..
Let the game be beautiful RSD! xxx
Fucking...Killed....It last night!
call me Steve-O!
Alright, it's like an unwritten rule here that the better the night the less detailed the field report ha don't know why but i cringe when having to write shit up after a good night, but there's still some lessons i take from it.
Ok, every time i meet a new wing the night becomes insanely successful for me, this was the case last night with a dude i met before at Camden; he brought a long a blonde hottie who i can't resist making out with later ;)
Tin comes as well, just pure social timez and good vibrations flowing around for the first 2 hours while we wait for people to flood in.
My new wing sees some Mexican/American chicks, one's a hot brunette, the other...not so much. I wing him, get the whole group laughing, they love me but are too receptive, i want harder sets. That was the problem tonight; all the girls were so receptive and it seemed too easy, don't know whether it reflected how tight my game is becoming or it was just something in the air. Anyway. i pose in a pic with some white chicks, "there's a random black guy in your picture. Smile!" - group laughs.
Oh yeah, intense RSD dude hits on the hot friend of my new wing. I step in to see if she's alright, i'm semi-white knight at the this time cause she doesn't seem to be smiling much, dude intervenes and is like "fuck off", hmm, i'm chill and immediately reply "it's okay, you're a PUA" = dude disappears.
Went around the club approaching on the dancefloor; chicks wanted me, some didn't which was the minority. Got some hard erections, shared some saliva with a couple chicas. All pretty hot and above 8 except for like two who i surpise kiss!
I then see my new wing in set with a small irish blonde and a hottie with a gorgeous face. I prance over, spit game, full eye contact, she's asking me why i'm looking at her like that. Ignore. She keeps hinting for a drink. I tell we'll makeout first then ill think about it. She says yes, only after the drink. No way, i go in for a kiss. Rejected. She still wants me around, wing and small irish girl go downstairs i take my sexy irish girl as well. Lift her up wedding-style, she loves it, BT levels through the roof and her head nearly as well ;)
Press her up against the wall. Solid makeout, body on body, she loves my shit. DTF, last night in london BUT DAMN MY WING FUCKS IT UP WITH HIS GIRL and my one gets dragged off. I try to pull her later on but don't know how to handle the friend, some small drink buying chode is doing well with her. He and his friend are in, my wing was too hasty and explicit, but ah well tis a good reference point.
I makeout with new bitches. Finger one girl, isolate her from her friends at her request. She's a bit odd, really physical; manhandling my face and shit, i ignore. Girls are weird...We makeout after she gives me some easy shit test "You're too presumptuous", "wow, i like big words..." - didn't pull, had to go to Tin's car to get my jacket, he was leaving early, the girl wanted me badddd. I take the number, not too sure if it's solid tho.
Yeah, so this might have been my most successful night so far, like 8 makeouts, mostly from hotties but still did not get zee fuck. I can feel it tho, the raw animal instincts telling me to do it. do it. do it. Like approaching is not enough now, i have to start fucking.
More things i noticed: halfway through the night i had approached so many of the hottest sets LIKE I ALWAYS DO WHEN I'M OUT (step up if you aren't players) that i reached the indifference threshold. I had like a HB9 in a flesh-tight dress, telling her line after line, whatever was coming to mind and it was almost sickening how she laughed on cue after EVERY single line. She had a BF, i went in for the makeout 3-4 times, but whatever. The indifference threshold can be determined by UTTER self-trust in your behaviour, mindset, and emotions; you project this to her as well. I do what i want and you do what you can about it! I was sooo relaxed, i remember a few months back when i used to stutter talking to a hottie. I still say really dumb shit can get called out for having crap chat up lines or whatever, but i feel nothing when they say this. Wtf is a shit test brah? I want the game to destroy me and breathe new life into me lol weird as it sounds..
Let the game be beautiful RSD! xxx
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March 7th
This song should really be reserved for awesome nights but im sticking it here anyway!
We check out this new place in Kensington; a posh small club, Prince Harry's been here, and what do you know..some of the made in chelsea peeps arrive later. Ain't got much game tho, who cares.
We're chilling for a solid hour, just chatting, there's nothing really going on. Two hot chicks and a 'ironing board' (chick with a inhumanely flat body) on our right are dancing while we're on the lush sofas; one the girl's resembles Adrianna from 90210 (yh, flame me, i watch dat shit!), her friend in the glittery red shirt has sass and dances real sexy too.
I'm dancing pretty crazy once they put some good songs on; like 30 mins of swinging my junk around. Girls enjoying my company, nothing really crackin off, then i start approaching once i see my wings makin moves. (lazy lazy...i know)
I distract 'ironing board' while Tin chats up 'glittery' girl, and she is really fond of me. Remarks on my geek chic cause of the hipster glasses (although they're prescribed). I ain't interested in her, carry on dancing. She talks to me again later, i ask her hot 'glittery' friend whether i should let ironing board try on my glasses. Glittery iranian girl says, yh whatever. I say ironing board is stealing my swag. Hot bitch replies that i've got no swag. SHIT-TEST. I call her a brat, she laughs and runs away.
Ironing board seems to want to makeout with me later. Wateva. I go in, expecting it to happen. Rejection...wow
Talk to 'glittery' iranian who's sitting down and is a bit tired. She gives me shit, tells me i can't dance and is a bit aggressive but not in a serious bitchy way. I laugh it off, but offend her later on when i say she was showing off. I think my delivery was off or something. I take hold of the Adrianna lookalike, she wants to dance. We have a sexy dance; knee grinding against that pussy, she's got a warm luscious body f'sho. She keeps doing 'the dive', like leaning in for a kiss and pulling back while i body rock. I love the body rock now; it's repetitive and feels like a ferris wheel, but creates some bubble of love shit. I go in for the kiss. No go.
Alright, time to burn this place to the ground. Bam bam, get blown out by every hot girl, some interactions last a bit longer than the others, nothing feels right so far so us guys bounce to another spot. It's dead there, we go somewhere else. It's shit here as well; a student bar that makes me feel sick to my stomach. I go through the process anyway.
See the hot mixed race girl from Camden who has a body i'd die for...talk to her a bit, she's intelligent, receptive but more sober and gives me this "i love my bf" BS which is annoying. Maybe i should've been more polarising...
Get blown out by more girls either due to miscalibration (i.e shit tonality, low energy like zero gestures or smiling and no million dollar mouthpiece).
Like 6 makeout rejections...
This song should really be reserved for awesome nights but im sticking it here anyway!
We check out this new place in Kensington; a posh small club, Prince Harry's been here, and what do you know..some of the made in chelsea peeps arrive later. Ain't got much game tho, who cares.
We're chilling for a solid hour, just chatting, there's nothing really going on. Two hot chicks and a 'ironing board' (chick with a inhumanely flat body) on our right are dancing while we're on the lush sofas; one the girl's resembles Adrianna from 90210 (yh, flame me, i watch dat shit!), her friend in the glittery red shirt has sass and dances real sexy too.
I'm dancing pretty crazy once they put some good songs on; like 30 mins of swinging my junk around. Girls enjoying my company, nothing really crackin off, then i start approaching once i see my wings makin moves. (lazy lazy...i know)
I distract 'ironing board' while Tin chats up 'glittery' girl, and she is really fond of me. Remarks on my geek chic cause of the hipster glasses (although they're prescribed). I ain't interested in her, carry on dancing. She talks to me again later, i ask her hot 'glittery' friend whether i should let ironing board try on my glasses. Glittery iranian girl says, yh whatever. I say ironing board is stealing my swag. Hot bitch replies that i've got no swag. SHIT-TEST. I call her a brat, she laughs and runs away.
Ironing board seems to want to makeout with me later. Wateva. I go in, expecting it to happen. Rejection...wow
Talk to 'glittery' iranian who's sitting down and is a bit tired. She gives me shit, tells me i can't dance and is a bit aggressive but not in a serious bitchy way. I laugh it off, but offend her later on when i say she was showing off. I think my delivery was off or something. I take hold of the Adrianna lookalike, she wants to dance. We have a sexy dance; knee grinding against that pussy, she's got a warm luscious body f'sho. She keeps doing 'the dive', like leaning in for a kiss and pulling back while i body rock. I love the body rock now; it's repetitive and feels like a ferris wheel, but creates some bubble of love shit. I go in for the kiss. No go.
Alright, time to burn this place to the ground. Bam bam, get blown out by every hot girl, some interactions last a bit longer than the others, nothing feels right so far so us guys bounce to another spot. It's dead there, we go somewhere else. It's shit here as well; a student bar that makes me feel sick to my stomach. I go through the process anyway.
See the hot mixed race girl from Camden who has a body i'd die for...talk to her a bit, she's intelligent, receptive but more sober and gives me this "i love my bf" BS which is annoying. Maybe i should've been more polarising...
Get blown out by more girls either due to miscalibration (i.e shit tonality, low energy like zero gestures or smiling and no million dollar mouthpiece).
Like 6 makeout rejections...
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Very solid post by Distant Light, if this is indeed his last post then i want it up cause i respect the dude:
Just BE a fascinating man living life who attracts women in general and selects the one (or ones) who peak his interest the most. This is the ONLY WAY you will see consistency. So what qualities do I mean...
1. A Man Of Value Is Given In Abundance
YOU ARE ATTRACTION, never forget that. Nothing you do will ever consistently draw women to you. Its how you are, your character/presence/vibe/aura that is drawing people to you.
I personally give two fucks about body language or tonality because "Why I do what I do" or "How I am" is consistent so the congruent actions/techniques will pop up. Game is just self discovery or self awareness as new CONGRUENT actions/techniques spontaneously popup.
2. Becoming A Fascinating Man
This is the ONLY aspects you will need to ever focus on in order to CONSISTENTLY have more options than you can ever handle. Of course this is 100% personal self discovery which will take time...
"What is your criteria?" - Only a man who lives in scarcity will take what he can get. What does the women you want in your life look like? How are they when you interact with them? How do they treat you? What keeps you interested in them? Just because she is hot with long legs, nice tits and a gorgeous face DOES NOT MEAN SHIT. In 1654, there were some chicks just as hot. Hot women are going no where. If you went to a model casting there would be 100+ hot women, how the hell would you know which ones to choose.
"Are YOU interested?" When you go around interacting people always go up seeing if she peaks your interest and comes close to your "ideal" criteria. If she is way off the mark, let her go. If she doesn't even perceive your value to even know to CHASE YOU, let it go. This isn't your opportunity, its hers. Her being interested is FUCKING IRRELEVANT because regardless she has to make you interested in her.
"What are your boundaries?" This is what will SAVE YOUR FUCKING ASS 100% OF THE TIME. There are certain things that should cause you to assert your boundaries or atleast assert that you are willing to walk away even if she was naked in her bed fingering herself. This is what helps you filter and sift through everything efficiently without wasting your time or energy. A chick trying to win you over doesn't want to raise red flags so she will CALIBRATE to YOU because SHE IS TRYING TO WIN YOU OVER.
ONLY RULE: "Give her the opportunity to win you over" - You don't have to be direct or even let her know your interested, just give her the chance and space to figure you out. Everything is for YOU to be seduce by her. Even when you are pulling its just an excuse.
So when you roll into a venue just having fun meeting women there is NO DOWNSIDE to any interaction because your not TRYING ANYTHING. As you "short set" the room you find women who peak your interest, some peaking your interest more than others. They are all trying to win you over so if you LEAD THEM by giving them an excuse they will either run with it or not. ATLEAST YOU KNOW AND DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME...
- Kiss, inches from her face jokingly saying ("You know its ok...You can kiss me if you want, I just might kiss back")
- Pull, "Yo, 5mins were rolling to your place" then walk off talking to other girls. Remember this is her opportunity NOT YOURS if she wants to get pulled her ass will make sure some other chick don't fuck up this opportunity.
3. Having a life that you can bring people into
I always used to give my friend shit that even if he had a gf he had NO LIFE at all. There wasn't nothing he actually did in his life that he genuinely enjoyed because all he did was pickup.
My dumbass was so unaware that due to me simply focusing on living/creating my life was what made the process of women meeting me and trying to hookup so easy. If any community guy TRYING TO GET GOOD was to see me go about all this they would be annoyed and say I have zero game because I'm not doing much but so many possibilities are present. (Past 10 times out was in a rather ideal situation 8 of those times. Not even one night have I even proactively create opportunities
In the end...
What turned me off was a situation where I reverted back to a "community dude" for a split second and it was such a SAD FRAME OF MIND. Keep in mind, EVERY NIGHT I ended up with a woman trying to figure out a place we could simply hookup. (2 of those times I mightve been blackout drunk, as a bouncer told me I pulled a chick with huge tits and played back my vid cam to notice me with a chick)
All I was doing was just SHOWING UP as I finally simply grabbed my balls and took responsibility for everything that happens in my world. The probability of me fooling around with atleast woman is 99%. Its abit deeper but waitng for computer to fix to post "final" post.
P.S...keep going the route your going an it will be nothing but inconsistency
P.S.S...This shit has been so easy because any chicks who don't make the cut or simply is prolonging shit I FRIEND ZONE. They still want me but I am done with them, I go out way too much to waste my time. This has made all my interactions very solid since its either they'll continue chasing til I'm ready or I friend zone them causing them to want me more.
Just BE a fascinating man living life who attracts women in general and selects the one (or ones) who peak his interest the most. This is the ONLY WAY you will see consistency. So what qualities do I mean...
1. A Man Of Value Is Given In Abundance
YOU ARE ATTRACTION, never forget that. Nothing you do will ever consistently draw women to you. Its how you are, your character/presence/vibe/aura that is drawing people to you.
I personally give two fucks about body language or tonality because "Why I do what I do" or "How I am" is consistent so the congruent actions/techniques will pop up. Game is just self discovery or self awareness as new CONGRUENT actions/techniques spontaneously popup.
2. Becoming A Fascinating Man
This is the ONLY aspects you will need to ever focus on in order to CONSISTENTLY have more options than you can ever handle. Of course this is 100% personal self discovery which will take time...
"What is your criteria?" - Only a man who lives in scarcity will take what he can get. What does the women you want in your life look like? How are they when you interact with them? How do they treat you? What keeps you interested in them? Just because she is hot with long legs, nice tits and a gorgeous face DOES NOT MEAN SHIT. In 1654, there were some chicks just as hot. Hot women are going no where. If you went to a model casting there would be 100+ hot women, how the hell would you know which ones to choose.
"Are YOU interested?" When you go around interacting people always go up seeing if she peaks your interest and comes close to your "ideal" criteria. If she is way off the mark, let her go. If she doesn't even perceive your value to even know to CHASE YOU, let it go. This isn't your opportunity, its hers. Her being interested is FUCKING IRRELEVANT because regardless she has to make you interested in her.
"What are your boundaries?" This is what will SAVE YOUR FUCKING ASS 100% OF THE TIME. There are certain things that should cause you to assert your boundaries or atleast assert that you are willing to walk away even if she was naked in her bed fingering herself. This is what helps you filter and sift through everything efficiently without wasting your time or energy. A chick trying to win you over doesn't want to raise red flags so she will CALIBRATE to YOU because SHE IS TRYING TO WIN YOU OVER.
ONLY RULE: "Give her the opportunity to win you over" - You don't have to be direct or even let her know your interested, just give her the chance and space to figure you out. Everything is for YOU to be seduce by her. Even when you are pulling its just an excuse.
So when you roll into a venue just having fun meeting women there is NO DOWNSIDE to any interaction because your not TRYING ANYTHING. As you "short set" the room you find women who peak your interest, some peaking your interest more than others. They are all trying to win you over so if you LEAD THEM by giving them an excuse they will either run with it or not. ATLEAST YOU KNOW AND DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME...
- Kiss, inches from her face jokingly saying ("You know its ok...You can kiss me if you want, I just might kiss back")
- Pull, "Yo, 5mins were rolling to your place" then walk off talking to other girls. Remember this is her opportunity NOT YOURS if she wants to get pulled her ass will make sure some other chick don't fuck up this opportunity.
3. Having a life that you can bring people into
I always used to give my friend shit that even if he had a gf he had NO LIFE at all. There wasn't nothing he actually did in his life that he genuinely enjoyed because all he did was pickup.
My dumbass was so unaware that due to me simply focusing on living/creating my life was what made the process of women meeting me and trying to hookup so easy. If any community guy TRYING TO GET GOOD was to see me go about all this they would be annoyed and say I have zero game because I'm not doing much but so many possibilities are present. (Past 10 times out was in a rather ideal situation 8 of those times. Not even one night have I even proactively create opportunities
In the end...
What turned me off was a situation where I reverted back to a "community dude" for a split second and it was such a SAD FRAME OF MIND. Keep in mind, EVERY NIGHT I ended up with a woman trying to figure out a place we could simply hookup. (2 of those times I mightve been blackout drunk, as a bouncer told me I pulled a chick with huge tits and played back my vid cam to notice me with a chick)
All I was doing was just SHOWING UP as I finally simply grabbed my balls and took responsibility for everything that happens in my world. The probability of me fooling around with atleast woman is 99%. Its abit deeper but waitng for computer to fix to post "final" post.
P.S...keep going the route your going an it will be nothing but inconsistency
P.S.S...This shit has been so easy because any chicks who don't make the cut or simply is prolonging shit I FRIEND ZONE. They still want me but I am done with them, I go out way too much to waste my time. This has made all my interactions very solid since its either they'll continue chasing til I'm ready or I friend zone them causing them to want me more.
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March 7th
This song should really be reserved for awesome nights but im sticking it here anyway!
We check out this new place in Kensington; a posh small club, Prince Harry's been here, and what do you know..some of the made in chelsea peeps arrive later. Ain't got much game tho, who cares.
We're chilling for a solid hour, just chatting, there's nothing really going on. Two hot chicks and a 'ironing board' (chick with a inhumanely flat body) on our right are dancing while we're on the lush sofas; one the girl's resembles Adrianna from 90210 (yh, flame me, i watch dat shit!), her friend in the glittery red shirt has sass and dances real sexy too.
I'm dancing pretty crazy once they put some good songs on; like 30 mins of swinging my junk around. Girls enjoying my company, nothing really crackin off, then i start approaching once i see my wings makin moves. (lazy lazy...i know)
I distract 'ironing board' while Tin chats up 'glittery' girl, and she is really fond of me. Remarks on my geek chic cause of the hipster glasses (although they're prescribed). I ain't interested in her, carry on dancing. She talks to me again later, i ask her hot 'glittery' friend whether i should let ironing board try on my glasses. Glittery iranian girl says, yh whatever. I say ironing board is stealing my swag. Hot bitch replies that i've got no swag. SHIT-TEST. I call her a brat, she laughs and runs away.
Ironing board seems to want to makeout with me later. Wateva. I go in, expecting it to happen. Rejection...wow
Talk to 'glittery' iranian who's sitting down and is a bit tired. She gives me shit, tells me i can't dance and is a bit aggressive but not in a serious bitchy way. I laugh it off, but offend her later on when i say she was showing off. I think my delivery was off or something. I take hold of the Adrianna lookalike, she wants to dance. We have a sexy dance; knee grinding against that pussy, she's got a warm luscious body f'sho. She keeps doing 'the dive', like leaning in for a kiss and pulling back while i body rock. I love the body rock now; it's repetitive and feels like a ferris wheel, but creates some bubble of love shit. I go in for the kiss. No go.
Alright, time to burn this place to the ground. Bam bam, get blown out by every hot girl, some interactions last a bit longer than the others, nothing feels right so far so us guys bounce to another spot. It's dead there, we go somewhere else. It's shit here as well; a student bar that makes me feel sick to my stomach. I go through the process anyway.
See the hot mixed race girl from Camden who has a body i'd die for...talk to her a bit, she's intelligent, receptive but more sober and gives me this "i love my bf" BS which is annoying. Maybe i should've been more polarising...
Get blown out by more girls either due to miscalibration (i.e shit tonality, low energy like zero gestures or smiling and no million dollar mouthpiece).
Like 6 makeout rejections...
Right going to givve you some advice here.....the thing is you have read all of the theory it is in your head bubbling around somewhere....i'm sure you are able to spew a lot of interesting shit about the game out (try some now before you read on).This song should really be reserved for awesome nights but im sticking it here anyway!
We check out this new place in Kensington; a posh small club, Prince Harry's been here, and what do you know..some of the made in chelsea peeps arrive later. Ain't got much game tho, who cares.
We're chilling for a solid hour, just chatting, there's nothing really going on. Two hot chicks and a 'ironing board' (chick with a inhumanely flat body) on our right are dancing while we're on the lush sofas; one the girl's resembles Adrianna from 90210 (yh, flame me, i watch dat shit!), her friend in the glittery red shirt has sass and dances real sexy too.
I'm dancing pretty crazy once they put some good songs on; like 30 mins of swinging my junk around. Girls enjoying my company, nothing really crackin off, then i start approaching once i see my wings makin moves. (lazy lazy...i know)
I distract 'ironing board' while Tin chats up 'glittery' girl, and she is really fond of me. Remarks on my geek chic cause of the hipster glasses (although they're prescribed). I ain't interested in her, carry on dancing. She talks to me again later, i ask her hot 'glittery' friend whether i should let ironing board try on my glasses. Glittery iranian girl says, yh whatever. I say ironing board is stealing my swag. Hot bitch replies that i've got no swag. SHIT-TEST. I call her a brat, she laughs and runs away.
Ironing board seems to want to makeout with me later. Wateva. I go in, expecting it to happen. Rejection...wow
Talk to 'glittery' iranian who's sitting down and is a bit tired. She gives me shit, tells me i can't dance and is a bit aggressive but not in a serious bitchy way. I laugh it off, but offend her later on when i say she was showing off. I think my delivery was off or something. I take hold of the Adrianna lookalike, she wants to dance. We have a sexy dance; knee grinding against that pussy, she's got a warm luscious body f'sho. She keeps doing 'the dive', like leaning in for a kiss and pulling back while i body rock. I love the body rock now; it's repetitive and feels like a ferris wheel, but creates some bubble of love shit. I go in for the kiss. No go.
Alright, time to burn this place to the ground. Bam bam, get blown out by every hot girl, some interactions last a bit longer than the others, nothing feels right so far so us guys bounce to another spot. It's dead there, we go somewhere else. It's shit here as well; a student bar that makes me feel sick to my stomach. I go through the process anyway.
See the hot mixed race girl from Camden who has a body i'd die for...talk to her a bit, she's intelligent, receptive but more sober and gives me this "i love my bf" BS which is annoying. Maybe i should've been more polarising...
Get blown out by more girls either due to miscalibration (i.e shit tonality, low energy like zero gestures or smiling and no million dollar mouthpiece).
Like 6 makeout rejections...
You've seen it work before, you've seen me do it to some extent even though i've been shit the last times ive been out with you.
Now just remove self doubt, accept you know / can do everything you need to do and stop reading into girls reactions so much anymore.....a couple of things you should bare in mind while out pimping.
You are probably not fully indifferent while you approach.....you want to cross the indifference threshold for your night as quickly as possible. This should be the basis for your nights at the level you are at.
That means hitting the club and expressing your personality as far out as possible.... i.e shouting, dancing well, dancing like a retard, apporaching girls, approaching guys and constantly moving (Quickest way is to go into the hardest set and stick into it until the situation is pushed as far as possible)
While doing this you want to have the mindset that everything you say and do is fucking awesome....everything even the dumb dumb dumb shit....i've got this shit down now to the point where i will say chode things and it makes me laugh because of how awesome iam i can make something so shit sound amazing....the girls eat it up and shit test so obviously i answer their shit tests with more of the same and the cycle continues.
But yh basically what happens is that you become socially indifferent and only ping of yourself and if you have the mental will power to put the awesome vibe behind everything you say it will be hard for girls to not fucking love your shit.
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Once you get the stuff above down (and while you are getting it down) keep loooking for the parts of you personality that are validation seeking and crush that shit...what will end up happening is as you talk to girls, your indifference will create a vaccum that will cause her to do things to gain your validation... because you have removed all the validation seeking tendancies in you personality and communicate with that awesome vibe, the girl will be fucking sucked in like you have never seen before. Throw in a bit of push pull for your amusment which you will do naturally due to your indifference to the interactions you have and the girls will stick to you and open up more sexually. From there start consciously becoming more of a leader until its ingrained in you...lead/ boss girls around and you will start pulling like a mad man.
Of course the basic outer things are still damn important: strong eye contact, good tonality, centered bodylanguage, being the party, leading , physicality etc.
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@pringles - thanks man, solid advice, imma sort all that info into a checklist to remind myself of while i'm out geeky as it sounds ha
March 8th
It's a weird feeling when your friend shows you a video of a sexy ass chick begging for his cock, and he taps that casually in a hotel while you're beasting and still not sexing...Kudos to my mate tho, he meets horny tourists all the time in the restraurant he works at!
Ok. On to the night.
Hit up central first, i was self amusing, being gay and happy really - in a good mood.
I get blown out some at the club, but i'm just having fun with it really, making conversation with randoms as i go along and bringing sunshine into peoples' lives. There's no real hotties there, so the 7's are becoming the dimes of the club in essence.
I introduce myself to a 3set, two are uglies and one is a bit cute but fucking young looking. We talk for long, she wants me but i fail to talk to her friends then bust out.
Stop a moderately cute chick with glasses, go in for the makeout. No go.
We leave to Camden. It's good hear, the smoking section is the biz...immediately i hit up a sexy swede/kurdish chick. She's a bit drunk, but has her wits about her. Real clever chick, medical student, pretty dominant physically and verbally. I handle that shit with ease, everything i say is gold but she's giving me this "i must be in a relationship before sex" bs, i just take her number, say ill take her out, and send her on her way. It seemed pretty solid but you can never be too sure these days unless your dick is inside the chick.
Talk to three dark haired girls. They're all attractive in their own way. Drunk, fun girls. We film a documentary; this has become my standard in this club. I go in for the makeout with one of the long legged cuties, no go. But i take the number of one of them later; again, don't know how solid this is.
Stop a russian chick; she looked really tanned for a russian so she must have something else in her. She's a ADHD girl; off the rails, i adapt to her mode of language and do illogical 'drunk' talk with while getting physical. It's working, but she's too crazy so we just kiss and i split from her later cause i'm getting bored.
Nothing really else happens, and we call it a night. I enjoyed myself more this night; still gotta work on some things, definitely it has to be: pointless leading. I don't do that enough.
Goals - reach the indifference threshold quickly, and always be leading to crunch out those compliance tests.
March 8th
It's a weird feeling when your friend shows you a video of a sexy ass chick begging for his cock, and he taps that casually in a hotel while you're beasting and still not sexing...Kudos to my mate tho, he meets horny tourists all the time in the restraurant he works at!
Ok. On to the night.
Hit up central first, i was self amusing, being gay and happy really - in a good mood.
I get blown out some at the club, but i'm just having fun with it really, making conversation with randoms as i go along and bringing sunshine into peoples' lives. There's no real hotties there, so the 7's are becoming the dimes of the club in essence.
I introduce myself to a 3set, two are uglies and one is a bit cute but fucking young looking. We talk for long, she wants me but i fail to talk to her friends then bust out.
Stop a moderately cute chick with glasses, go in for the makeout. No go.
We leave to Camden. It's good hear, the smoking section is the biz...immediately i hit up a sexy swede/kurdish chick. She's a bit drunk, but has her wits about her. Real clever chick, medical student, pretty dominant physically and verbally. I handle that shit with ease, everything i say is gold but she's giving me this "i must be in a relationship before sex" bs, i just take her number, say ill take her out, and send her on her way. It seemed pretty solid but you can never be too sure these days unless your dick is inside the chick.
Talk to three dark haired girls. They're all attractive in their own way. Drunk, fun girls. We film a documentary; this has become my standard in this club. I go in for the makeout with one of the long legged cuties, no go. But i take the number of one of them later; again, don't know how solid this is.
Stop a russian chick; she looked really tanned for a russian so she must have something else in her. She's a ADHD girl; off the rails, i adapt to her mode of language and do illogical 'drunk' talk with while getting physical. It's working, but she's too crazy so we just kiss and i split from her later cause i'm getting bored.
Nothing really else happens, and we call it a night. I enjoyed myself more this night; still gotta work on some things, definitely it has to be: pointless leading. I don't do that enough.
Goals - reach the indifference threshold quickly, and always be leading to crunch out those compliance tests.
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March 9th
Went out, and didn't exactly work on pringles' advice last night. I was tired, like dead tired after being out so much this week, but mustered up some energy once i got inside the venue. Music was good, selection of women too. Hit up a few girls, had some makeout rejections but wasn't going hard enough or crossing that indifference threshold.
Sometimes it's hard to do that in a venue packed out with hotties like yesterday out of fear of being judged (it's a subtle feeling but it fucks you up) like i wasn't out and out dancing like i don't give a fuck, or escalating hard on chicks cause i wanted to, or saying off the wall absurd shit cause i find it fucking hilarious. I felt limited last night, but still had some fun i guess. As a way to start losing outcome dependency i might consider giving MY number out to girls and have them text me, instead of me chasing and waiting on their beckon call...it's about being that fascinating man like in that DL post i put up here; takes some work, but it's worth it in the long run.
Went out, and didn't exactly work on pringles' advice last night. I was tired, like dead tired after being out so much this week, but mustered up some energy once i got inside the venue. Music was good, selection of women too. Hit up a few girls, had some makeout rejections but wasn't going hard enough or crossing that indifference threshold.
Sometimes it's hard to do that in a venue packed out with hotties like yesterday out of fear of being judged (it's a subtle feeling but it fucks you up) like i wasn't out and out dancing like i don't give a fuck, or escalating hard on chicks cause i wanted to, or saying off the wall absurd shit cause i find it fucking hilarious. I felt limited last night, but still had some fun i guess. As a way to start losing outcome dependency i might consider giving MY number out to girls and have them text me, instead of me chasing and waiting on their beckon call...it's about being that fascinating man like in that DL post i put up here; takes some work, but it's worth it in the long run.
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March 10th
Woop! Another cool night out. First thing that happens is that i feel like a superstar whilst i skip the queue, holla at my favourite doorgirl, she wants a kiss then lets me into the venue. I have a strange assumption that i might be going solo tonight due to all the drama on Tin's fieldie, so i go nuts with social momentum straight away, i.e talking to girls when im waiting in the coat check queue...approaching the first hottie i see in a group of 4 girls - her reacting awkwardly as i say "yo, i'm andre" but she complies enough to give me a hi5. I immediately approach some more while on my way to the toilet and back; feels good mang...i see some regulars who are friendly with me, we shoot the shit and have a laugh, these are two good looking natural dudes no homo ;)
I'm feeling wicked, just gliding through the club, there's not much people around at this time; some hottie tries to get my attention, i let her have it for a while. We grind, i introduce myself to all her friends. It's love at first sight for all of them; they can't get enough of me the whole night. I make out with two of the girls in the group, some fattie wants my dick bad in the group, for some reason i don't close the hottie maybe it's cause she's seriously wasted at the end and it might've put me off.
I'm approaching some chicks with a nonchalant, "hey, i'm andre" just to test the waters and see how receptive they are to it. My vocal projection ain't the best but i'm feeling good so most girls are sticking around for a convo.
There's a sexy aussie blonde aussie with a leather jacket who walks by, i grab her in and introduce myself. She wants me, rubbing her cheek against mine, squeezing my hands. The only ioi's you need in this shit, but for some reason i let her go without number closing or making out. I think it was a 'success barrier' moment that girls can just like me for me.
I snog some little brunette hottie on the dancefloor; attraction dies once i FAIL at trying to go for the neck bite, apart from that it was a pretty awesome slow motion kiss which i just initiated with heavy seductive eye contact. I kiss some middle eastern looking girl using the same technique basically. She wants me but is playing hard to get or something, maybe i should've number closed.
There's another hottie who trots on by; banging body in a tight dress, iranian and with her cousin. I stop her, introduce myself, tell her i wanted to meet her. She likes me, i take her digits. Text her later, but i think i fucked up due to poor text game. Note to self: keep it simple, no funny jokes, just go for fucking meetup...or phone call
OH YEAH - got a raging hard on sitting next to this white chick with curly hair. A sexy little body, basically flawless. Some chode tries to entertain her, she's fucking beat and ignores him. He pisses off to chode land. I'm chatting to her, no response from her. I realise this ain't going anywhere so i start fucking about (i.e. sticking my finger in her mouth, tickling her then motorboating her and biting her boob a bit). All the while she has a sly smile, i go for the makeout and get rejected. Take her phone while she's texting and put my number in, it's a shame there's no signal, i doubt she'll get in touch with me. Eventually i go.
----------Well, that's it. The first 30's mins of the night determine it's outcome. Just go hard from start to finish; don't forget to escalate, when it calls for it i need to remember to plow with curve ball questions/roleplays/misinterpretations and the sort. I didn't do this tonight.
Woop! Another cool night out. First thing that happens is that i feel like a superstar whilst i skip the queue, holla at my favourite doorgirl, she wants a kiss then lets me into the venue. I have a strange assumption that i might be going solo tonight due to all the drama on Tin's fieldie, so i go nuts with social momentum straight away, i.e talking to girls when im waiting in the coat check queue...approaching the first hottie i see in a group of 4 girls - her reacting awkwardly as i say "yo, i'm andre" but she complies enough to give me a hi5. I immediately approach some more while on my way to the toilet and back; feels good mang...i see some regulars who are friendly with me, we shoot the shit and have a laugh, these are two good looking natural dudes no homo ;)
I'm feeling wicked, just gliding through the club, there's not much people around at this time; some hottie tries to get my attention, i let her have it for a while. We grind, i introduce myself to all her friends. It's love at first sight for all of them; they can't get enough of me the whole night. I make out with two of the girls in the group, some fattie wants my dick bad in the group, for some reason i don't close the hottie maybe it's cause she's seriously wasted at the end and it might've put me off.
I'm approaching some chicks with a nonchalant, "hey, i'm andre" just to test the waters and see how receptive they are to it. My vocal projection ain't the best but i'm feeling good so most girls are sticking around for a convo.
There's a sexy aussie blonde aussie with a leather jacket who walks by, i grab her in and introduce myself. She wants me, rubbing her cheek against mine, squeezing my hands. The only ioi's you need in this shit, but for some reason i let her go without number closing or making out. I think it was a 'success barrier' moment that girls can just like me for me.
I snog some little brunette hottie on the dancefloor; attraction dies once i FAIL at trying to go for the neck bite, apart from that it was a pretty awesome slow motion kiss which i just initiated with heavy seductive eye contact. I kiss some middle eastern looking girl using the same technique basically. She wants me but is playing hard to get or something, maybe i should've number closed.
There's another hottie who trots on by; banging body in a tight dress, iranian and with her cousin. I stop her, introduce myself, tell her i wanted to meet her. She likes me, i take her digits. Text her later, but i think i fucked up due to poor text game. Note to self: keep it simple, no funny jokes, just go for fucking meetup...or phone call
OH YEAH - got a raging hard on sitting next to this white chick with curly hair. A sexy little body, basically flawless. Some chode tries to entertain her, she's fucking beat and ignores him. He pisses off to chode land. I'm chatting to her, no response from her. I realise this ain't going anywhere so i start fucking about (i.e. sticking my finger in her mouth, tickling her then motorboating her and biting her boob a bit). All the while she has a sly smile, i go for the makeout and get rejected. Take her phone while she's texting and put my number in, it's a shame there's no signal, i doubt she'll get in touch with me. Eventually i go.
----------Well, that's it. The first 30's mins of the night determine it's outcome. Just go hard from start to finish; don't forget to escalate, when it calls for it i need to remember to plow with curve ball questions/roleplays/misinterpretations and the sort. I didn't do this tonight.
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I have a strange assumption that i might be going solo tonight due to all the drama on Tin's fieldie,
You're just jealous you ain't got one...yet :P
Was it just me or was the club not as loud as it used to be, and the girls were friendlier than usual?
I think it might be phycological cus we get free entry and queue jump.
I remember about two moths ago we lined up in the queue, and I kept saying, "ah man, lines long man, lets go somewhere else.. if the line doesn't move in 5mins lets go somewhere else."
I was saying that cus the club still kinda intimidated me.
And now the club feels as comfortable as my bedroom. I gues your "RAS" switches from looking at the negatives (loud music) to the positives (nice atmosphere, friendly girls, queue jump)
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Yh, it appears we're expanding our comfort zone more, and usually on friday/saturday nights in the past we'd have to deal with long lines or finding a new club to hit up which would waste time and kill our state a little.
On a sidenote, state's becoming more and more irrelevant for me now. The difference between that euphoria, and the natural high you get from an awesome night, is much more within my grasp than a couple of months back. I've always kinda felt like this really, cause there's hardly any internal dialogue going in my head to ruin my 'state' lol
For now i need to make it a rule to immediately start the night with some hard blowouts (i.e. escalate hard, hottest girl and or/most logistically impossible group, say dumb shit i find funny for about 3 sets and see how long they stay around for). It goes with the whole 'proof not promises' thing i guess, and will remove self doubt like prings is telling me.
P.S - seems like i overreacted about the hot iranian i texted, she might be meeting up with me on tuesday, until then...GAME ON for monday :D
On a sidenote, state's becoming more and more irrelevant for me now. The difference between that euphoria, and the natural high you get from an awesome night, is much more within my grasp than a couple of months back. I've always kinda felt like this really, cause there's hardly any internal dialogue going in my head to ruin my 'state' lol
For now i need to make it a rule to immediately start the night with some hard blowouts (i.e. escalate hard, hottest girl and or/most logistically impossible group, say dumb shit i find funny for about 3 sets and see how long they stay around for). It goes with the whole 'proof not promises' thing i guess, and will remove self doubt like prings is telling me.
P.S - seems like i overreacted about the hot iranian i texted, she might be meeting up with me on tuesday, until then...GAME ON for monday :D
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That girl with hat was very cute. Was a good night
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