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alyosha11

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Hey guys, this is a basic FR/LR journal of going out mostly solo. I'll update it once a week or more.

Tuesday 21/2

I live less than a minute from the club so i leave around 12.30 and start hitting it up right away. Basically the first time i've went out solo and its having an effect. I dont feel much fear, i just feel really unfocused and dull-witted; might be the same thing in disguise. I start small by just saying hi to people as i walk in. First proper set is the tallest girl in the place - shes standing at the bar and is the only one i can focus on because im in durr mode and cant pick out moving sets. "Hi im alyosha." she frowns at me and tries to leave. "No. Who are you?" she looks at me like im crazy then replies "I havent even had a drink yet!" and runs away. I get water and open a girl next to me - cute, confident blonde. "Hi i'm alyosha" she smiles "Hi i'm J!" handshake. Eye contact. Do some casual fluff talk but its pretty lame. Did some good escalation at the start then pulled it back and got stuck in my head. She leaves with friends. Did a couple more sets like that, making similar mistakes. Focused on improving my vocal tonality and pushing myself into the hardest sets, helped a bit but im sober, tired and choding too much. There are some good interactions where the verbals and tonality are tight but the escalation and flow just insnt there.

Theres 5 guys and no girls in the main area, the rest are on the dancefloor. I go to the dancefloor halfheartedly but start laughing when i see chodes doing the pretending-to-have-fun dance, scanning like crazy - i dont want to be like that. A girl bangs into me as the bouncers rush onto the floor and tackle somebody. She's quite cute. "Hey you're quite cute!" grab her, pull her in, solid interaction, she doesnt take her eyes off me even though theres chaos all around. Grind a bit, then get seperated when more shit kicks off. I leave when i get a stilletto in the toe and limp back to the main area. No chicks. Actually none. It's around 1.20, club closes at 2. Chode out for a painfull 15 minutes then go outside. Try to make myself approach smokers but it doesnt happen, start to feel the fear - paying the price for choding. I leave and walk around the town for a bit, trying to get control of myself, feel all weird and lame. I think fuck it and go back in to the club. Theres a guy i kno sitting with a group of people so i roll up and say hi, have some chat etc. i sit with the group but theyr all weird and creepy, pretending to be cool by not talking to eachother.

I start to get bummed out but then i see the cutest girl of the night in the seats along from me. I dont even remember approaching, was just so glad not to sit with the weirdos. Im just there; solid interaction, fun, leading completely, its on. I have my arm around her and we're looking into eachothers eyes. A voice in my head says Makeout! but nothing happens. Makeout... makeout?....... makeout! A kind of liquid weirdness flows through me and i start becoming socially retarded. Like fully. My voice drops in volume and my body stiffens up, i almost revert back to the stutter i had in high school. WHAT THE FUCK. I try and go back but that makes it worse. Shes looking at me, concerned and massively creeped out. I probably look like im having a stroke. Two parts of me are locked in a struggle and im switching rapidly between them. Big waves of unspecified emotion are washing over me. Im freaked out, i've not had this since the first night of bootcamp - its the same feeling of having your reality smashed and your inner chode trying to piece it back together the way it was. I stop resisting it and tell her "i feel weird". She looks at me, less creeped out but more concerned. Then her friend comes back (who'd apparently left when i came over, thinking the girl had hooked up with a cool guy) and starts chatting to her, i kiss her on the cheek and leave, not caring whether it was weird or not cos i cant even tell. The fuck off lights come on and i leave gratefully, feeling a little smashed up.


Thursday
23/2

Feel better by now, spent wednesday morning all sad and irritated, read some solo field reports in the afternoon and realised id been to hard on myself, and by the evening was looking forward to the next night out. Sheepy comes over on thurs night to check out the new flat. We hang out for a while, have a good laugh, then hit the club around 12. Get approached as soon as i come out the lane by two girls with a camera. "OMG your so cute!" "Yeah i know!" Hug, lift, realise shes not hot and leave. Lol, what a dick. We go inside and hit up a LOT of sets. Theres more people out tonight and im all super-focused and horny. I care less about 'opening sets' and more about having sex. After the first three, im in invincible mode and start doing the ridiculous challenge sets with multiple guys and couples making out. Sheepy gets drunk and harasses people, which is genuinely funny. I watch him for a while, fully enjoying myself and get approached by a few different chicks. I leave when one of his sets hook.

I steal one of the hottest girls from a group of guys on the dancefloor by telling her shes hot and she makes me feel like a real man. I lift her up in the air and she squeels. Then an angry bald guy charges through us, nearly knocking us down. I think its one of the guys from her group about to kick my ass and whirl round to defend myself, but hes run right past and headbutted the guy behind me, whos lying on the floor unconcious. A fight breaks out and the enormous black bouncer im afraid of is throwing people out of his way to get to it. I run away and leave the girl lol. I open a foreign girl whos hugging some chode and lead her away, telling her i couldnt leave her there. She tells me i can only talk to her if i buy her i drink. I tell her thats prostitution. I bite her neck and drivel alot of self amusing nonsense for a while, but i cant really understand her because her accent is so thick. I'm fully in the moment and cant remember much. I eventually leave and im unsure why. I remind myself that the aim of the night is not really to feel good but to get laid.

I open a set of two seated girls by talking about david attenborough. Claw, laser eyes, present. The one i like is studying animal biology and loves me. I tell her she doesnt look like a student (most students here are asian) make her eyes look chinese, tell her thats better, then make out with her. I tell her im bad and racist and my asian flatmate wants to kill me, then i take her outside. She asks where we're going. "Adventure!" she laughs but wont go past the front gates. Makeout, try again. "Noooo... where are we going??", "to watch david attenborough." she laughs but doesnt move. Makeout, relaxed laser eyes, hug, back and forward. I move her so her back faces the club, saying i dont want the bouncer to see my stiffy. Her friend comes and i befriend her. I take my girls number and look for sheepy. I find him and hes so drunk he cant really move properly. Its pretty funny. I phone the girl and tell her i want to make mad passionate love to her. She laughs and tells me no, then tells me to come over and bring a friend.

It takes a good amount  of time to get sheepy over the hill and into her flat, and once hes inside he can only say "fuck off!!" "cunt" and not much else. But her friend games him good and gives him more shots. I make out with my girl and try to isolate. Every so often she looks at me like im retarded and says "ehhhh im no gonnae sleep wi you pal." and i say ok and keep feeling her boobs. I find out she has stairs in the apartment and i demand that she shows me. She tells me no and that shes not going to sleep with me. I say thats cool, but i want to see her naked. She says no. I stick my hand down her pants. We makeout some more and i say "you know what? id like to see your room. nothings going to happen." the sentence doesnt really make sense but my tone sounds all reasonable and trustworthy. She says nothings going to happen and that she doesnt do that and leads me upstairs. I tell her her rooms nice and that nothings going to happen, then take all her clothes off and go down on her. She tells me shes a virgin and im cool with it. Then she says she wants to have sex and im reluctant cos she really doesnt seem ready (still sex-shy) and its not that hot. We do some naked cuddling and make out for a while. Sheepy has raw drunken sex with her flatmate.

I leave around half 4 cos im working the next day. Sheepy comes round in the morning and we go for breakfast. An eddie vedder song comes on that we listened to last night. The hot waitresses keep staring and smiling because im dressed like a scumbag, laughing my ass off, and smell like pussy. I say bye to one of them when we pay the bill and 4 of them reply eagerly. Crazy but awesome. Was a fun night.
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"She tells me i can only talk to her if i buy her i drink. I tell her thats prostitution."

hahahaha.

nicely written FR tho!
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Tuesday 28/2

Went adventuring all day Saturday. Over hills, roads and fences; through quarries, farms and mud. Fell asleep when I got back and missed the club. Shit. Got back into it on Tuesday, student night, where entry is only £1. Awesome.

I put on my Beatles shirt and leave the flat around 12.30. Some girl approaches me, singing Hey Jude as soon as i'm out the lane. I give her a hug, tell her I like her then hit up the queue. An older chick stares at me as I line up and starts angrily quizzing me about the Beatles, saying something about how she likes them more. I look at her; shrug, eye contact, half smile. She looks a bit like my friends step-mum, which is a weird turn on. She softens a bit, but not much.“Who's your favourite then? Ma pal likes John... blah blah” i'm kinda unfocused and she's talking really fast. I shrug again “I like Abbey Road”. I laugh at myself for not paying attention to what she's saying. She looks at my eyes for a bit, softens some more. She starts some rapid fire conversation again, mostly with herself while I just laugh and try and pick out little bits. She says she's going to be my big sister and throws a strong arm around my neck, squeezing hard. I laugh and take it off, then link arms with her to stop her grabbing me. She jabbers on for a while, occasionally punching and pushing me. I meet her friend. I have some fun but make sure to ditch them when I get inside; she seems intent on causing extensive bruising.

I get inside and hit up my first set – a group of shy american girls from somewhere farm-y i havent heard of. Open well and just keep it polite and friendly, not attracted to any of them but want to loosen up. I get water and chode a bit before getting annoyed and assigning myself punishment. I see two hipster fags pawing hopefully at a cute blonde who they're trying to get drunk. The girls cute; she has nice hair. “Hey, im Alyosha.” she smiles happily “Hi! I'm M!” “You're cute, you have nice hair” I turn her round casually so the hipsters are behind me. Eye contact, hold hands, fluff talk. I tell her she has good people skills and she says she works in a bar. Hipster fag 1 strokes my shoulder, thinking it'll move me. I take it off like i'm scratching an itch and pull the girl closer, better tonality, stronger stance. Hipster fag 2 tries to dance with me. “oh, sorry man.” I move them on, pretending they want past. They leave and stand in the corner. Literally. I laugh and hug the girl. Fluff talk some more but it's not really going anywhere cos i'm being too friendly. I say i'll see her later.

I walk around and don't see anyone I like enough. For some reason I want the next set to be a super hottie. I see nandos girl at the edge of the bar and get sad; i've tried to get her like 5 times. She looks at me and smiles, I accidentally make a durr sound and do an awkward twitch like i'm about to wave at her. I get alarmed, thinking im going to go into mong mode like last week but I relax and it passes. I turn round and see a super hot eastern european chick. This one's for me.

“Ey, i'm Alyosha, I have to meet you.” I look at her like we've just had an awesome sexual experience together. She stands there speechless with her mouth open lol. I hold her hand but back off a little bit, laughing and holding eye contact. “Oh... hi... I don't know you... i'm just in... who?” she cant look away. “Hi justine, i'm Alyosha. You're really cute.” she smiles and regains her composure. Fluff talk. She turns out to be really confident, proper hottie, she has a sexy voice. “You have a sexy voice.” I smile and wrap my hands round her waist, leaning my head against hers. She makes sexy eyes and tries to put her arms round me but ends up dropping her bag. The lipstick falls out and rolls over the floor and she runs after it. I watch her and take a sip of my drink. She comes back.

I give her a proper hug and tease her a little. Her friend Gaga comes over to investigate – i've met her before. I shake her hand, tell her I like her friend, give her reassuring eyes and she leaves happily, squeezing my shoulder to show she remembers me. I go back to my girl and play with her hands. Go for makeout. Haha but no. I kiss her on the forehead, grab her ass and pretend to eat her. Try for makeout again. She looks at me with that eastern european bitchy look, her voice all strong and sexy. “No, I don't do that, i'm not that girl.” she looks like she means it. I give her the amused howard roark look and hold it comfortably, blatantly feeling her up. “hmmmmmm” more eye contact. "No, you're not getting ANYTHING from me." She keeps trying to look away but cant, ridiculous. She pretends to get annoyed every so often “why you look at me like that?” I don't answer until she drops the act and smiles again. “You make me feel crazy giiiiiiirl.” I pull her in and make a big deal out of kissing her cheek. Back and forward for five minutes or so, try for makeout but still no. I laugh and tell her she probably cant kiss well anyway. Her eyes narrow. I prod her on the nose and call her justin bieber. Back and forward for another couple of minutes, then get the makeout. Fucking hot. I break it off early and tell her she can do better. She goes all eastern fury, grabs my head and mouth rapes me. Then she pushes me away and goes off with her friends. They look weirdly angry. Turns out she has a boyfriend lol.

It's late and there's no-one on the main floor. I walk through the dancefloor and get beaten up some more by the beatles chick. I see the hipster fags from earlier dancing around a glum looking M and i feel genuinely bad. I rescue her, grinding until they leave, but its still too friendly. Its fun and she's cute, but I want eurogirl.

I find her near the end, sitting in the seats with her bf. The guy actually looks cool, i've seen him talking to mega hotties before. I almost don't go over, but I think about having to write about poofing out and laugh. I reapproach and she looks at me warningly. I can feel the guy's eyes burning through me. I make her stand up and keep it light until he looks away, then just stop the conversation and do silent sex eyes and groping. Wash, rinse repeat lol. I try to isolate but no go while the bf is there. Her friends are pissed off and try and get me to leave. Gaga looks super turned on. The guy eventually gets suspicious and leads her off. I'm too faggy to steal her off him. I stand, undecided, then nandos girl walks past with a guy and I go home all sad.

Good night, learned a lot and did well with the sets I did. Need to try and do more approaches per night so I can screen for lays though.
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Tuesday 7/3

Haven't been to the club in a week. Choded out thursday and went to a gig on saturday. Really didn't feel like going out last night but I needed to do it.

I hit the club around 12.30, all tired n shit. The place is surprisingly busy, looks like some sort of theme night, people are dressed in school uniforms. I chode for a while before doing my first approach, am super unfocused and resisting the challenge, dont feel horny at all – just want to go home and sleep. I do a couple of friendly sets to start off, just saying hi, then do my first proper one about 5/10 minutes in, cute slim brunette.

“Hey you're cute, who are you?” good eye contact, physical right away, pull her right in. I ask her what she does and she says she doesn't know. I tell her she's a mixed up girl in a world that's too big for her. Every so often I kiss her face. She says she's only 18 and doesn't believe i'm 22. I say something retarded about being too old, and that I could be her daddy (completely stolen from ozzie). She looks confused “What, when you were 4?” I tell her I went to a very progressive primary school. Her friend appears and tries to break us up. I lift my girl up and tell the friend that its true love and nothings gonna come between us. Makeout. I put her down and she runs off with her friend.

I feel more focused, but still not horny. I chode at the bar as a 'reward' and just end up feeling more tired. I see a challenge set, short fiesty chick with two guys, fuck it. Walk straight in and ignore the chodes “Hi i'm Alyosha.” eye contact, she smiles sexily then looks away and keeps dancing, trying to make me chase her. “No, I need to meet you.” pull her right in and play with her hands. Fluff talk. I tell her she's fiesty. The guys disappear. More fluff talk, too much. I don't push hard enough and it slowly falls apart.

Back at the bar again, annoyed at myself. My friend from a few weeks ago is out, with his chodely entourage. We hang out for a bit and have a laugh. One of the loser guys keeps trying to look down his nose at me and another keeps frowning and shaking his head, as if to say “no.” Full retards, I laugh poke at them for my own amusement. Then I start feeling like a dick for not approaching so I go get another one.

Tall cute blonde looking lost and nervous at the bar. “Hi i'm Alyosha” I don't go in super physical – she looks like she'd be easily spooked. I walk up next to her and open, with only casual touching, stepping back whenever she gets twitchy, keeping it fun. Shes really nervous at first, but relaxes when she sees how chill I am. I tease her and tell her she's really shy. She insists she's not and we both escalate on eachother. She works in fashion. I do a david brent move and tell her i've got fashion down. She giggles. I'm just wearing a t-shirt and jeans, my hair's shit and my shoes are dirty. She puts her hand on my chest. Her boyfriend comes over and she snaps out of it super fast. She's gone before I realise what's happened. Shite.

I refuse to chode at the bar. I see M from last week and talk to her and her friend for a bit. They're both sober too and its cool not having to repeat everything twice. We have some friendly chat, then I leave to find the hottest girl in the place.

Tall blonde hottie surrounded by other tall blonde hotties. Chodes in the seats are looking at her longingly. This is the one. I go in hard, suddenly have the magic combo of turbo-focus, complete relaxation, and a little bit of fear just waiting to be conquered. “Hi, you're cute, i'm alyosha” eye contact like a fucking sex laser. “oh!....” she actually blushes. Her friends are all “Oh my goooood!!!”. I pull her in and wrap my hands around her. She keeps gibbering “boyfriend.. got a boyfriend.. boyfriend, no, got a boyfriend.” and I just hold eye contact and smile, rocking her side to side a bit. Her friends try pry me off and I turn to them all happy “isn't she adorable?” one of them laughs and leaves me to it but the other ones get more angry. My girls state breaks and they drag her off. The one that laughed smiles at me and gives me a funny shrug. I hug her and tell her she's cool. They all disappear to the dancefloor.

I get water. Some girl keeps staring at me so I open, but she ends up being weird and unattractive. I hang with my friend some more and the entourage look at me smugly; turns out they've been watching me and they're delighted I haven't pulled yet. I think dimly that this should spark me back into action but i'm just tired. I re-open some old sets, like fiesty and fashion girl, but the tiredness has gotten to me and I don't escalate hard enough. I leave around ten minutes to closing time.

Turned out to be a better night than I thought it would, but I just didn't push myself hard enough. I could've opened a lot more sets and pushed for makeouts/extractions but I just poofed out. I guess its good to have nights where you're out of state and do it anyway, shows that you can do it no matter how you feel. Writing it up its not as bad as I remember, need to be less hard on myself sometimes and move right on after each set instead of deconstructing it in my head. Thats what this FR is for
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Thursday 9/3

I headed down to the bar to meet Sheepy and K, then hit the club at 12. It was a USA themed night and the place was packed, wee hotties dressed up like cheerleaders n stuff. Did so many approaches its hard to remember properly. Also hit massive state and said weird things for no reason... was kinda fun but I ruined a lot of lay opportunities.

First set is a tall girl with cute tats and a lip piercing, she looks like a suicidegirl model, really hot. “Hi i'm Alyosha”. Straight in, eye contact, grab her waist. She laughs “Hi, i'm suicidegirl.” I touch skin and she jumps back cos my hands are freezing. I warm them up on her ass and fluff talk for a bit. I tell her she has nice eyes, look deeply into them, then eject for no reason. I run into her throughout the night and we have staring competitions. Could've closed but didn't - didn't care at the time but annoyed now lol.

I run about with Sheepy and K for a bit. Sheepy's super drunk again. He's talking to a chubby from a few weeks ago that crashed our awesome bromance pic. Her friend's cute so I wing for a bit and make fun of her like a dick, stealing her body heat cos i'm still cold. They both try and me later and the chubby one follows me about a lot. I'm end up being kinda cruel, forcing chodes onto them and making them buy me drinks. Not cool, feel bad about that.

I approach a girl in a hockey outfit – there's a lot of them about but this one's my favourite. “Hi, you're cute. I'm Alyosha.” We hug and I try to isolate her from the group. Her bf is trying to talk to me but I don't give a fuck. I look at him like he doesn't matter and steal the girl away. We hold eachother and go into cherish mode, just looking at eachother happily, hardly saying anything. I kiss her face, forehead, neck and shoulder but she keeps pulling away from the makeout cos she has a boyfriend. Her friend eventually runs in and I hug/isolate her before she can pull my girl away. Double claw to both girls. The friend tries to shit test me, saying i'm punching above my weight and that my girl is too hot for me. I've not been shit tested in aaaages, forgot how funny it is. “Oh my gawd, im so fucking ugly!” I spin my girl, grind hard and nibble on her earlobe until she giggles uncontrollably and her friend leaves. I look at my girl “We're deeply in love now.” laser eyes, she totally melts “Yes :)”. Makeout. We cherish some more but there's some bullshit going on, her friends are trying to get her bf to man up and attack me but he just looks like he wants to cry. I leave without saying goodbye and dance with Sheepy and K. I keep making out with this girl throughout the night, but she's part of a big group and they never let me extract. They get fucking pissed with the makeouts the first few times but eventually come to accept that they are helpless against it :)

Some girls approach me when I come back from the dance floor. One of them's dressed up as a homeless person and we have some fun going south park and asking people for change like zombies. Chaaaaaange! CHAAAAAAAAAAANGE! Some dude buys me a drink just to get me to leave him alone. I give the drink to the girl and hit my next set.

Journalist girl. Red dress. I tell her that I fucking hate journalists. We makeout and she hates herself for it. She blames the drink even though she still seems sober. We makeout again. I tell her that alcohol makes baby jesus cry. I leave but make out with her through the night even though we hate eachother. It's strangely satisfying.

Have more fun with Sheepy and K. Then see the hottest girl of the millenium. Up there with The Model. One of the hottest women i've ever see in real life. I approach hard.

“Ey, I'm Alyosha.” super fucking smooth physicality. I do some sneaky isolation twirl thing I just invented. “I've got a boyfriend.” - she says it like an automatic reaction. I tell her she has nice eyes and make her look at me. She gets really bashful and I tease her for being shy, which makes her qualify herself and try to act sexy. I realize I literally cant stop feeling her up and take a slight step back to cool things off a bit. Fluff talk, she gets more confident.
“Buy me a drink.” she says, demandingly.
“Take off your shirt.” I say, laughing.
Her friends recover from the shock of my approach and try get her back. They fail. They say she's a classy girl and she only dates guys with lots of money. I reframe it by pretending she's a high class escort and her friends are pimps. I tell her i'm a struggling artist and I have no money or friends. I lean my forehead against her and tell her i'm afraid of women. I kiss her face and tell her her makeup tastes nice but that I cant afford to buy her any. She laughs and says that's not good enough. I tell her my room-mates thai and that he might have some. She laughs. I go for a reeeeaaally fucking smooth extraction off this, hardly even realizing what I was doing. She figures it out halfway to the door.
“Oh my god! Are you trying to take me back to yours?!?!?!?”
“Yeah.”
“Noooo, I don't do that, I have a boyfriend.” She looks at me suspiciously. “You're not even my type anyway.”
Eye contact, half smile. “I want to take all your clothes off.”
She stands there speechless and I give her a gentle kiss on the lips.
She pulls away and looks at me angrily before realizing I don't give a fuck. She get super confused and can't look away. I stand and laugh at her spazzing out.
“Who ARE you?!?!!”
“Alyosha.” I kiss her again but no makeout. She keeps flipping between trying to resist and being totally enamoured. I'm in fucking angel mode.
We go back and forward for a bit and i'm totally oblivious to what's going around me. Half the club is just watching intently like its a tv show and a huge group of her friends are grabbing at her and trying to pry me off. I eventually realise and the spells broken. They drag her off and I stand there all butthurt and sad.

I start getting tired and out of state, having totally blown my load on the super turbo. I dance/hang with Sheepy and K and do some reapproaches on the girls earlier. Hockey girl is dtf, despite bf/friend interference. I make a note to extract next time I see her. Journalist girl hates herself but cant stop looking at me. I don't want to hatefuck her anymore; feel all pure after kissing the hot girl. I avoid chubby and her friend.

I hear a shout from behind me and turn round to find eurogirl from last week. We have a happy reunion before she tries her old “No, you get nothing from me” tricks again. There's a different energy behind it though, like it makes her super turned on. Think I got her addicted or something. We have fun but i'm too tired to cut right through the games and go beast on her. I yawn a lot and my eyes are losing the angel shine. I pull her in and give her a spin kiss then she runs off with her friend all bitchy and hot.

I find Sheepy and K outside around 1:50 and hang with them a bit before they go home. I reapproach everyone I recognise when they leave but don't see hockeygirl or super hottie. Eurogirl comes out and I try to extract. She says she really can't but promises she'll be out next thurs. Yeah whatever, I go home and sleep.

What I learned:
1. Be more aware of the environment around you before it fucks up your game
2. Isolate more and push, push, push for extractions.
3. Approach everyone – as many approaches as I did, there were still cuties there I didnt speak to. Was just unfocused and too reliant on banging re-approaches.
4. GET NUMBERS. Why didn't I do that? Stupidity, not thinking long term. Could've set up meets with hockey/euro girls and even super hottie. Gah.
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alyosha11 wrote:
Tell me if these are getting too long.

Not at all. For me the more detail the better. I enjoy your writing style.

I've been a bit of a chode of late and haven't gone out for a couple of weeks. In part, due to having not much money and motivation is lacking for some reason hopefully it will pass. 
Think it's just ups and downs but I'm hoping reading these will give me the fire that I had a few weeks ago in Germany.

Anyway, please keep posting these.
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Adam! wrote:

alyosha11 wrote:
Tell me if these are getting too long.

Not at all. For me the more detail the better. I enjoy your writing style.

I've been a bit of a chode of late and haven't gone out for a couple of weeks. In part, due to having not much money and motivation is lacking for some reason hopefully it will pass. 
Think it's just ups and downs but I'm hoping reading these will give me the fire that I had a few weeks ago in Germany.

Anyway, please keep posting these.

Thanks for the feedback man, im glad to hear this stuff's helping - i know what it's like when you don't feel hugely motivated.
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Thursday 15/2

A week since I went out last and i'm looking forward to it.

I leave at 12 and make the decision to hit up the first set as soon as I walk in, no exceptions. I get in to the club with my £1 pass and it's dead. The place is set up like a broad corridor with the bar down one side and seats down the other. In the seats are chode's, staring out into space. At the bar are 2 girls, one tall on short. There's no-one else here yet. I go for the short chick – she's got a cool vibe goin on.
“Hi, i'm alyosha” super chill, friendly, good eye contact.
“Hi!” Smiles, shakes my hand. We chat about general stuff and I meet her friend, who's angry or jealous or just doesn't like me. The chodes watch carefully. I stay in and do some chill chat/escalation and try to enjoy the girl. We're both sober and i've failed to get out of 'polite mode' quick enough. We keep talking for a while but its not really going anywhere. I hug her, say goodbye and get some water.

A few more people arrive. I see a couple of guys I know from school and talk to them and their friends for a bit then leave to find another set. There's a few girls about but I don't like any of them. I see M from a few weeks ago and have some friendly chat. I get more water and check the time; should really be busy by now.

I see a cute girl with a ponytail. “Hi i'm alyosha.” handshake, hold it by my side and do some intro chat. Eye contact. I tell her I like her hair and start playing with it. She tells me she grows it herself, I pull her in and she starts saying some shit about a fiancé. Ignore. Play with her hands, play the staring game.
I feel her up. “Dayum girl”.
She laughs and says some more shit about her fiancé. I kiss her head and hug her. Lift and spin and she squeals happily. While turning I see she has a chick friend who I neither noticed or cared about and she's just watching it blankly, no smile, no anger. I put my girl down and go for the makeout. She says no and runs away laughing. I try to get her back but she goes into the bathroom. I shrug and go back to the bar and a chode looks at me smugly; he starts saying some shit, trying to give tips or something. I just walk off.

I'm starting to resent the club being so empty, focusing more on that than on the girls that are in. Feel all annoyed about people watching me, just sitting there, then having the cheek to give me advice. I have a wee ego attack and go outside to cool off. I come back a little more calm, but still feeling kinda lame and judgemental. I do a set I cant remember and blow myself out pretty quick

I leave around 1.20, 40 minutes before closing time. I'm annoyed at myself and at the club and at the chodes; its like a little temper tantrum inside. The truth is that there were girls there I didn't approach and that's all I should've been focused on; negativity is an avoidance strategy. I promise myself to go full out on saturday.
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Saturday 17/2

Eager to make up for thursday, I accept an invitation for a night in glasgow, thinking a big city and a new venue will be an exciting challenge. It's my friend Veet's birthday night out – I meet her and her friends in the pub then we all head to the train station.

I chat with her on the way and introduce myself to her friends. Her female cousin is friendly, as is her brother, but i'm getting a weird vibe from some of the other guys. One of them gives me a fake name when I shake hands with him and the group dissolves into sniggers. Another guy ignores me completely. I shrug and give up, hanging at the front with Veet, Cousin and my friend D, who's just shown up. The guy's behind us talk a lot about 'gettin flat oot' and 'goin mental'.

We have a good laugh on the train, with the girls getting talking about sex and how much they love dick lol. We arrive in glasgow and no-body has any ideas on where to go first - although Veet's booked us in to a club near central station for later. I don't really know anyone in the group, so i keep quiet while they try to come to a decision on where to go. We stand there for ten minutes and nobody has any ideas. I give up and suggest a live music bar that's just round the corner from central station. Veet agrees and we head off.

Its a ten minute walk, but it feels longer. One of the guys thinks he knows the town well and keeps trying to suggest short cuts; another suddenly declares we're going the wrong way and that we should go north. I just look at him quietly “That's the way we came.”

We get to the venue and get a round of drinks. The place is pretty cool; there's a live band playing smooth blues stuff like Jimi Hendrix and Ray Charles. We get a big table to ourselves upstairs and I chat to D and Veet. It's ok for a bit but a bad vibe starts spreading – turns out people don't like the bar or the music. Ok whatever, there's lots of other bars around here. One of the guys suggests a place just round the corner and we head off.

This bar is terrible – it's a karaoke place with 1970's function hall décor and an average age of 50. Even the bouncer is old; a wee hard weegie man with grey hair and a bad back. Big night out yo! Party party. I try to make the most of it and chat to D and a friend of his that's come down to meet us. They go off occasionally to do coke in the bathroom.

We hit the club around 12. We get an airport-style rub down/search after we get in and I remember we're in the knife capital of europe. I make a mental note not to go too crazy on the mixed sets. We walk in and discover we're the first people there. There's 2 big rooms with separate DJ's for each but they're both empty. I get a wee sad feeling in my stomach – I just want to approach :(. I talk to the barmaids for a bit after ordering my water, just keeping it friendly and asking about other venues.

20 minutes later, the first people arrive – two tall stunners, one blonde one brunette; i have to stop myself jumping on them as soon as they walk in. I wait til they get a drink then go over.
“Hey guys, is this the best place to go tonight?” Really chill, relaxed, good eye contact. They talk about some casino/club place and it sounds fuckin tight. They buy me a drink and we hang for a bit. They're both really cute but I prefer the blonde one – she's quiet and has a kind of floaty grace about her. Her eyes are really expressive and she has a nice laugh. Both girls are really cool and know exactly what's going on. The brunette is the leader so I address most of my verbals to her. I tell her I like her friend and claw/hug blondie. The three of us sit at a table and have some cool convo while I escalate on blonde girl, fiddling with the back of her hair, playing footsie under the table and touching her shoulders and the bare skin at the sides of her dress. They tell me to ditch the people i'm with and come with them to the next club. I'm tempted but don't want to leave Veet on her birthday. Blonde girl looks sad so I hug her in the seat, then bring her chin up and make out with her.  Eventually they leave, telling me to come and find them in the casino club later. I tell them I might but foolishly forget to take the number after a goodbye kiss with blondie. I go back and have to listen to the retards bragging about hotter girls they've pulled.

Another set comes in around 12.40 and sits at a table. I approach but find out they are only 17 and still in high school. I hang with them for a bit anyway and talk about my little cousin, who's around the same age. They're good fun but I have to leave when one of them starts pressing up against me and stuff. D teases me and says I should close and go back to their parent's house. His friend tries to get me to introduce him to them “Why not? Its legal... age of consent's 16...” I walk away massively creeped out – the guy's nearly 30.

We leave around 1.20 and try to find a new club. I suggest the casino place but am shot down. We head to classic grand, which im cool with – its a kind of rocker place, been to a few good gigs there. I do several street sets on the way and get another makeout. Am invited to a party but I turn them down, not wanting to leave Veet. I forget to get the number. AGAIN.

Hit the next place at 1.30 and have to pay £10 entry. I'm gutted at the cost but think fuck it – it looks busy. We head upstairs and I get mindfucked; everyone is ugly. Ugly dudes, ugly chicks – about 85% of the place is morbidly obese and the rest look like burn victims. I try to shake myself out of it, thinking that my RAS is just focusing on the uggs, but its not happening. I force myself to approach a fatty as punishment. She's insecure and mean and she gets angry when I don't buy into her frame. I walk away after a while, thinking that ive fixed my brain into seeing the club properly – but no. No hotties. Everyone's really short too – not important but its fucking weird. I walk around feeling like gandalf in hobbiton. I'm confused and trying to think of reasons why it would be all ugly people, but cant think of any theme night that would promote that. Closest I can think is that maybe its a lesbian night or something, but it doesn't really look like it. I approach all the slimmer people but cant bring myself to escalate on them. I find out there's a second floor and go up to investigate.

Its not much better on the second floor, but the music's cooler. I chill up here for a while and decide to just do challenge sets – may as well get some practice in if i'm not going to fuck, don't want the night to be a complete waste. I do a few and survive my two minutes in each before bailing. So many fatties. I'm sad and confused – the girls on the street were fucking hot, where do they all go? I head back downstairs every so often to hang with Veet and D but they're both really drunk and can't talk anymore.

I go upstairs and talk to a reasonable looking chick who's sitting alone with her phone. I approach hard and she's pleased at first. About a minute in she starts crying cos she's just broken up with her boyfriend and he's not returning her texts. Oh fuck off then, go home. I leave and drink lots of water. Faith No More's 'From Out of Nowhere' comes on and cheers me up, I sing along and get weird looks from everyone. I don't fit in this club at all. I keep singing anyway.

I finally see the one cute girl of the night around 2.30. I grab her really hard and it freaks her out, so I back up a little and push through the weirdness.
“Ey, i'm alyosha.” she tries to get away and I pull her back in calmly. “No, you're the only cute girl here, I have to meet you.” she comes back and stands there, trying not to meet my eyes. I do some fluff talk and she responds minimally, looking around like she's bored.
“EY!!!” she finally looks at me and I just hold the eye contact silently. She alternates between calling me weird and not being able to look away. I tell her she has a bad attitude but cute lips. She displays some more bad attitude shit, but stays put and doesn't stop the escalation. I lift her up, spin her and try a few times for the makeout. She doesn't laugh or run off, but she keeps making weird hipster faces and not talking.
I rip on her a bit. “Yeah, those faces make you look shit.” she shrugs and does them more, like a moody adolescent. I stay in for a bit longer then leave, confused.

I do some more challenge sets – big groups, groups of loads of guys and 1 girl. But I don't like any of them enough and just start being a dick. I approach a two set of fatty goths surrounded by dancing monkey guys in actual makeup.
“Ey, i'm alyosha”
They're high off the dancing monkey validation and look at eachother for confirmation. “Hmmm no I don't think so man. Move along!” they laugh dismissively and hi-five eachother. I stand still and make eye contact with them, one at a time. Their state breaks and one of them gets freaked out. “Ehhh... what do you think you're doin pal?”.... silence..... “That's no how you chat up a lassie dude. We dinnae fuckin like ye, move along.” They make nasty 'move along' hand gestures “Byeeee!! Nice tae see ye!.... Not! Move along, you're holdin up the queue pal.” They giggle and hi five eachother again. I look from one to the other incredulously then start laughing my ass off. They look really annoyed. I keep laughing genuine laughter and look around at the makeup guys in bewilderment. I look back at them. Dick time.
“HAHAHAHA! Who the fuck do you think you are?” they flinch, taken aback.
“You guys are fucking rude. I said hi and you try to rip on me??” I look from one to the other, smiling, bemused. “You guys fucking SUCK!” I walk off laughing.
They say nothing and just sit there confused.
It's almost closing time.
I'm done with this shit, I just want to get home.

Drama ensues outside as we try to get everyone together for a taxi. Veet wanders off and cant find her way back to us, two of the guys go off in a huff because they fancy Veet and think she's gone off with some guy, D's coked up and trying to start fights and Cousin is crying because she's cold. Nobody seems to have any idea of what to do, they just moan that they want to get home. I suggest we go to the taxi rank but nobody moves. It takes over an hour to get everyone together and moving again, then some just wander off and get lost on the way to the taxi, starting the whole process again. I'm thoroughly depressed - i've spent £50 on a shit night and i'm stuck trying to get a bunch of retards I don't know into a taxi that's going to cost a fortune.

I finally get a taxi with D, his pal and Cousin. D takes all his clothes off in the taxi and his friend creeps on Cousin big time, trying to touch her up in the dark and stuff. She cries again. I give up trying to interfere and just shut it out til we get back an hour later. I stumble into my dad's house around 6am and fall asleep immediately, dreaming of my own flat and nights out that only cost £1
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Things i need to work on:

Screen for logistics and take numbers
Build momentum throughout the night, stop choding
Push every set to extraction
Isolate more and deal with friends
Be less negative and judgemental
Be less hard on myself and stop disqualifying the positives
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