Swedish-Norwegian Part II

As promised, I’m updating you on what happened between Annalise and I. I decided to text her just to see how warm/cold she is. She was pretty warm, because she replied to my texts with witty open ended remarks but she doesn’t seem interested in seeing me. I wanted to ask her to meet up for coffee but I didn’t wanna make a fool out of myself again. That’s the worst part about university game. Even though I go to a really big school, I know two of her roommates and they know people I know, so if Annalise says anything along the lines of I’m creepy/desperate/weird to them, my reputation could be irreparably damaged. I know what you’re all thinking, I should move on to her roommates, but one of them has a boyfriend and the other one is not attractive.

In our day long text exchange, she was the first one to stop replying and it was to a fairly innocuous text –”How did your day go”– so I guess its time to call it quits. There’s nothing worse than going after a girl that you know is not interested in you. This was a self-fulfilling prophecy because I kind of knew that I was shooting for the stars by pursuing her and my chances were really slim. I only really had hope on my side because I knew I couldn’t rely on my game. It was good while it lasted.

It gets worse though, she told me she’s really busy but she keeps posting pictures up on facebook of her with other guys, so it is pretty clear that she is just busy when it comes to seeing me. I also saw her at school today with her friends when I was on my way to class, she said hi and so did I, but I was really dejected and wished I hadn’t seen her. I kind of saw this coming, so I don’t know why I’m so affected by it.

Melissa Part I

Sometimes you’re just that hot guy and girls are attracted to you. It’s rare, but it does happen sometimes.

I decide to visit some of my friends in a small university town in my province for the weekend. Since it’s a small town, the girls are friendlier, nicer and much easier to talk to when compared to my big city. The last time I was here the bartender of the bar we went to thought I was hot, which rarely happens. So this town tends to be much easier for me in terms of women.

We decided to go out to a bar on Friday night and we started pre-drinking at my buddies house. We had a French liquor, a little bit of ciroc, and beer among other things; I got so tipsy. Before we even left the house, I just had a feeling that it was gonna be a great night. We took the bus from my friends’ house and made it to the bar. We were waiting in line and we started chatting up some hot girls but nothing quite stuck; you can say those were our warm-up sets. I have to give the credit to my friends, because these guys know some really attractive girls, especially the ones they introduced me to in line. Some of them had boyfriends, or were there with other guys etc. I spot this girl in line that I was trying to get with two years ago, when I was in first year. I say “hi” to her and she turns around, looks at me and pretends she doesn’t know me. Although things didn’t end the best way with her and I, that was still rude.

Nonetheless we’re finally let in and the place is super packed with hot girls and douchey guys. I was approached by a girl and she told me she was on drugs etc…absolutely stupid chick, although I regret not escalating. I approached a few other girls but it didn’t seem like anything was sticking. I didn’t want it to be one of those nights. Then one of my buddies introduces me to his friend Melissa from school. She’s an average height girl with huge tits, round ass and and nice green eyes. I didn’t particularly like her style but she’s cute and has a nice body so she makes up for it. As I was introduced to her, I shook her hand and said “nice to meet you.” She starts asking me questions on how I know our mutual friend, what city I’m from and what school I attend among other things. Before I knew it, she was on my dick, grinding and we started dancing.

While we were dancing, I was teasing her and got to know her a little bit. I was absolutely wasted at this point because I visited the bar a few times before meeting her to buy a coke & rum. I find out she’s also in third year like me, is majoring in kinesiology blah blah blah. I’m dancing with this girl for about twenty minutes and I’m squeezing her tits and kind of fingering her. I turn her around and I’m shyly trying to go for the kiss but it’s just not happening, but I can sort of feel it coming. I start running my fingers through her hair (for some reason I absolutely love doing this) and I tell her her hair smells good, she jokingly replied with “thanks, I showered tonight before I left my house.” I say “that’s nice to do from time to time, it keeps you sanitary.” She was actually pretty funny and we shared lots of jokes together. As I’m running my fingers through her hair, I decide to kiss her on the forehead (she absolutely loved this move) and then she asks for a peck on the lips. As soon as I peck her on the lips she turns around, puts my hands on her hips and we start grinding again. I was so close, I can’t believe I didn’t kiss her then. We dance for another 5 minutes, then I turn her around and we make eye contact for exactly 5 seconds and then she asks for a kiss on both cheeks. Damn. I do so, and again she turns around and we start dancing again. Meanwhile, she starts calling me hot, cute and all sorts of things that I rarely hear from girls. I almost can’t believe it, I feel like I’m in a dream. I tell her that I find her very attractive. It’s one step forwards and two steps back. I was asking myself why this girl was being such a tease and not letting me kiss her? She seemed very interested and came this far, why pull out now? This was mind boggling to an inexperienced guy like me and I didn’t know what to do.

This time, I don’t remember if I turned her around or if she turned around on her own, but nonetheless she did. I stare directly at her pupils with a look that conveyed my desire to kiss her. Naturally we both just went in 50/50 and we start making out. We kiss for about 2-3 minutes, dance then kiss again. This girl was really cute, so I can’t actually believe I was kissing her. I spent about 90% of the night with this girl but I didn’t really care because I made out with her. She grabs my hand and we start walking downstairs to the other bar because the bar upstairs is closed apparently. As we were walking downstairs, I notice that she’s holding my hand very tightly (implying she doesn’t wanna lose me) and I also notice other people staring. Once we get to the bar downstairs I buy her a drink, this is actually the first time for me to buy a drink for a girl. I feel like I shouldn’t have bought her a drink because it kind of implies that I’m beta, too needy or nice. Regardless, I wanted a drink and it would be kind of rude for me to buy  myself a drink and not offer her one. Anyways, as I get the drinks we end up running into her friends, and I introduce myself so I’m in their good books. They seemed very warm and receptive to me. Then she tells me that I should visit her from time to time, I tell her in order for me to do this, I need her number. I put my phone in her hand and she gladly puts in her number.Towards the end of the night when we were about to be kicked out of the club/bar, I tried to bring her home but she said she’s going back home to her place with her friends. Fuck.

This was a very surreal moment for me because it was my first kiss. I wish I wasn’t so wasted so I could be able to remember it more. Nonetheless, this is what I got in the game for, moments and nights like these, where you can actually go out, have fun and meet hot girls. I’ve been rejected multiple times and I didn’t know when this moment would come, if it would come at all. With learning game, you almost have the promise of success through gradual improvement and very hard work. I call it hard work because it takes a very persistent person to keep going out and hit on girls even after they get shut down multiple times and have girls flake on them in almost every way possible. There is nothing in this world that cannot be overcome with hard work and persistent effort. This is what the game is about. I don’t know what I did differently tonight but it could’ve been a combination of small nuances that added up to this girl’s attraction for me. Small nuances that were built by all the cold approaches I’ve done, rejections and flakes I’ve received. If a guy promised you there was infinite treasure underneath the very ground you’re standing over, how hard would you dig and for how long? This is the question guys have to ask themselves.

“After so much time spent in painful labour, to arrive at once at the summit of my desires was the most gratifying consummation of my toils” – Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

Feminism is Comical

This is how far feminism has gotten. This is the screen capture picture of the comment section of the above video. Feminists are an absolute joke and one shouldn’t even bother arguing with them. I’d personally rather watch paint dry than talk to these disillusioned hypocrites. Jessica Taylor hits the nail right on its head.

“I’d Love to, But I’m Really Busy”

I’ve started to notice my persistent problem of flakes. I don’t have issues with approaching or obtaining numbers, but I realized that a number is virtually useless. I have been rejected for a number on the rare occasion at clubs/bars, but for the most part when I say to a girl, “give me your number” they actually seem happy that I asked for it and they gladly agree. 90% of the time, the girls reply to my initial text, which is a good sign. I text them a few days later and we start talking, everything goes well until I ask them out. They usually say, “I’d love to, but I’m really busy” or they agree to hang out and then they cancel on me last minute. This has happened to me way too many times for me to not think it’s intentional. Some girls like teasing guys by doing things like these.

This is extremely frustrating because I don’t understand why a girl would give a guy her number if she doesn’t want to talk to him or if she doesn’t want to go out with him. You might as well reject me for the number close and not get my hopes up at all. With the number, I think the girl is actually interested.

Also, as I text them, for the most part they go along with the jokes, the teasing and all the flirtation that goes on via text. Why do all this if you’re not interested? It’s one of the most confusing contradictions in game. I’ve also had girls that would text me first and we’d text back and forth for days. I thought I was building rapport in order for me to ask them out, but when I do, it’s the same “I’d love to but I’m really busy right now.” Are these girls content with just seeing my name on their phone screen but don’t wanna see me in person?

I’ve heard things like if a girl flakes on you it’s because you didn’t create enough rapport with them on your initial interaction. This does make sense because if you only talk to a girl for 2 minutes and ask her for her number, she might give it to you just to be nice. But if you text her and ask her out for coffee/lunch/drinks etc she’ll reject you because she doesn’t really know who you are or what you’re about. You can be a serial killer or a child molester for all she knows. However, this is not the case for most people and especially not for me, I talk a lot and building rapport is an integral part of my game. I wouldn’t ask for a girl’s number unless I know she’s comfortable with me and can trust me. So rapport definitely can’t be my problem. Upon the initial interaction, girls seem like they like talking to me in person and they’re very friendly, nice and talkative. So they don’t give me any reason to not ask for their number. I only ask for a number if the girl seems interested. I definitely don’t bother asking if they’re being rude, cold and just uninterested.

Of course I’ve been on dates before but I don’t remember doing anything differently to what I’m doing now. As trivial as this sounds, you have to realize that somebody who doesn’t want to see you, wont see you. It’s as simple as that. If they’re actually busy, they will make time for you! No matter how much we try to sugar coat it, that’s the truth. A lot of people can’t accept this, don’t be one of them. So if a girl flakes on you, try again and if she flakes again and doesn’t try to reschedule, it’s her loss then.

With girls that want to see you, they will reply to your texts, answer your calls and actually commit to seeing you in person. This happens because they’re attracted to you. If something comes up and they actually can’t make it, they will be apologetic and reschedule. The key word in this is attraction. You can create attraction with your looks or with your game, they are not mutually exclusive. If you have both, then you should be getting more women than Casanova himself. However, if a girl doesn’t want to see you, then you’ve failed to create attraction through either of these two tools.

Swiss-German Girl

I also met this lovely girl [Alanna] during orientation week. What a good choice I made by being a leader this year, and to think I didn’t wanna do it. So she just landed in Canada the day I met her and she took a taxi from the airport. As a leader, it was also my job to help the new students move in. She wasn’t a first year but she was doing an international exchange in Canada. As I grab her suitcase, I start talking to her and walk her to her new residence because she has no idea where it is. My friend who sees me talking to her, discreetly gives me a hard pat on the back. When she first talked I heard a thick quasi- French accent and I thought she was French. She didn’t look German at all. This is an excerpt of the conversation we had:

Me: Are you French?

Her: No, I’m Swiss.

Me: Swiss? No way, I thought you were French because your accent sounds French. Are you from the French part of Switzerland or the German part?

Her: haha I’m not French but I speak a little bit of French… and I’m from the German part

Me: Oh so near Zurich?

Her: [In a very surprised/impressed tone] Yes, how did you know?

Me: My geography is really good

Her: I actually live in a town very close to Zurich but I’m originally German.

Me: Where in Germany

Her: Hanover

Me: Oh so you’re not from one of the big cities

Her: How do you know so much about Germany/ Europe?

Me: I used to watch a lot of German football, like Bayern Munchen and Borussia Dortmund etc

Her: Oh really? I love football, I’m a BVB fan

So this goes on for about 10-15 minutes until I walk her all the way to her residence and let her unpack and get settled. She seems to be like the perfect girl. She’s a short brunette with really light green eyes, she’s foreign, likes football, and knows about existential philosophy. We actually discussed Jean Paul Sartre briefly. Foreign European girls completely and utterly blow Canadian girls out of the water. Canadian girls don’t tend to watch football (they find it boring) and they don’t know jack shit about philosophy or anything past their facebook/twitter and instagram accounts. Maybe not all German girls are like this, I have no clue. But if I were to base my opinion off of her, I would definitely say they’re much better than Canadian girls.

I realized that I can easily connect with European people because mostly every hobby I have involves something European. I love football (which is a European sport), I read philosophy (mostly German and French existentialism), I l study European history (which is why my Geography is good) and most of the literature I read is European. I tend to like European girls over North American girls because European girls are much more cultured, civil and intelligent. Most European girls speak more than one language as well. This girl speaks English, German and a little bit of French. I’ve only talked to this girl for about 10-15 minutes and I’m actually interested in her. She’s so pleasant to talk to.

So I decide to not ask her for her number because I was sure I’d see her again and I didn’t wanna come of too strong. Unfortunately, I did not see her again. Last week I finished class around 6:00 pm and I was on my way home after a very very long day. I was running late so I was walking really fast and I was on my phone. I look up and I realize I just passed Alanna. I thought about turning around and going after her but I didn’t really want to appear needy or desperate, especially with other people around. I was pretty angry at myself for passing up an opportunity like that and regretted not going back to talk to her. Now since I did see her again, I’m pretty sure there’s a good chance I will run into her again and I’ll make sure I don’t make the same mistake twice. I’ll keep you guys posted on what transpires.

I share this story with my friend and I tell him we have to go to Germany one day and experience Oktoberfest. I realize how much I actually want to go to Europe and visit great historic places like Vienna, Prague, Berlin and Zurich.

Swedish-Norwegian Girl

This year I’m an orientation leader for orientation week at my university. I thought it would be a good way to meet the new incoming students into the university, especially girls. It’s always a fun packed week with crazy events, parties and an endless list of interesting stories.

One girl I strike a cord with is an international student from Ethiopia who’s of Swedish/Norwegian descent named Annalise. She has the typical Scandinavian characteristics. She’s tall, hot, blonde and probably has the brightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Never mind her flawless, glowing skin.

My job as an orientation leader is to socialize with the first-years, be friendly and to make them “feel at home.” So I technically was doing my job by going up to her and opening. I didn’t have to do any pick-up line game bullshit. I just talked to her like a normal person and got to know her. I didn’t close then because I knew I’d see her again.

Fortunately, I did see her again at a party and I thought this would be the perfect time (there is no perfect time) to close, she looks absolutely stunning at this party by the way. I start chatting with her and her roommate, and I eventually get her number towards the end of the night. I text her when all the orientation week things blow over, and school actually starts. We text back and forth for a bit then I invite her out to lunch. She agrees but says she’s really busy this week and she’ll text me when she’s not busy. As soon as I asked her out for lunch, she adds me on facebook and I accept her friend request. I’m looking at her profile page and I notice she’s in a relationship with a girl. Her cover picture is actually a cropped image of two girls holding hands– this makes me think the unthinkable. There’s no way this girl can be a lesbian because she just didn’t give off that feeling, it’s really weird. I didn’t know what to think. I’ve never actually encountered this situation before so I tell my friend about the whole lesbian thing, and he starts laughing and says she’s probably a lesbian. I doubt it because in Canada lots of girls say they’re in a relationship with another girl on facebook just because they’re best friends (not sure if this is true for other countries). I don’t want to ask her if she’s a lesbian because I don’t want her to get offended and if I don’t ask then I’ll never know…I never ended up asking.

A whole week goes by and she doesn’t text me at all. I didn’t really expect her to, to be honest. It looks like she’s not interested in lunch anymore. I text her about a week later, and she doesn’t reply. I text her again today and she decides to respond. Not sure if I should try and ask her out for coffee or lunch again, I don’t wanna appear too needy. Anyways I’m currently texting her as I type this and I’ll update you on what happens.

As close as you can get

Please feel free to comment and give me any advice…

Unbelievable

This is a flashback from 3 months ago.

My buddies and I get invited to a bar downtown by a girl we know. We drive to the bar and the line up to get in is ridiculously long and we actually didn’t think we’d get in. We meet our friend in line with her girlfriends who aren’t that attractive. While we’re waiting in line and casually conversing, a drunk girl behind us asks my friend and I what school we go to. Completely random. This girl was wasted beyond belief, she couldn’t even put together a coherent sentence. She was with her boyfriend and her British (tall brunette with a beautiful accent) friend who’s cute. So we start talking to them and they actually end up being pretty cool. I start teasing her British friend on her accent and I jokingly call her a bloke amongst other things. She feigns anger so she starts dishing back the insults. It gets quite funny to the point where other people are laughing. She then gets inquisitive and starts asking me questions about my life, if I’m not mistaken this is an indicator of interest. I jokingly lie to her and say things like I’m a TA, just to see if she’ll believe me. Which she does, but I finally stop lying to her and tell her the truth and that I’m in school right now etc…she also asks me how old I am, she is 20.

The teasing goes back and forth all the way until we’re let in, which is when the bouncer lets her and her entourage in but makes my friends and I wait another 5 minutes. I thought she was gone and I wouldn’t see her again.

Luckily, I spot her once we get in. I’m talking to my friend when I see her standing by herself. For some reason I get nervous and didn’t think I had what it takes pick her up and I didn’t really know what to say. Ironically, my feet just start moving towards her and the conversation is as follows:

Me: Hey loser, I saw you standing by yourself and I thought I’d come rescue you and keep you company

Her: haha aww thanks I just lost my friends now I’m stuck here all alone like a loser.

Me: How can you lose your friends so fast, I thought you were smart?

Her: haha I hate you. They’re probably fighting, boyfriend/girlfriend drama…

I don’t remember what else we talked about because this happened a few months ago. I was surprised I actually didn’t run out of things to say and she equally contributed to the conversation so we ended up talking for another 5-6 minutes. But this is how I closed her:

Me: So you were telling me you live downtown right?

Her: Yeah, I live near the coolest restaurants in the city. There are great Japanese, Ethiopian and Korean restaurants near my house. They have the best food blah blah blah…

Me: You should take me to one of them and we can have sushi sometime

Her: Sure that would be nice

Me: Give me your number!

Her: [I give her my phone and she puts her number in but won’t write her last name for some reason. Even after I asked for it. Which I find really weird]

Me: Come to the bar, I’ll buy you a drink.

Her: I don’t let guys buy me drinks

Me: I don’t wanna impose, but I’m just curious, why not?

Her: I’m an independent woman so I don’t accept drinks from guys [Saved my money but bizarre as fuck]

I approach about 5 other girls that night but all to no avail.

We leave the establishment about 3 am and I’m tired as fuck and I just realized I have to wake up the next morning at 6 am for school.

We start texting and it goes great, the same witty, playful conversations we had in person, she just takes forever to reply to my texts. She intentionally waits 12 hours to reply to each of my texts, which I find stupid. So we finally plan to go out for dinner and drinks two weeks after we’ve met. She texts me in the morning and she tells me “I’m really sorry but I can’t make it tonight because there’s a family emergency I have to deal with back home. I’d love to reschedule.” I texted her several hours later saying something to the effect of “I’m sorry to hear that, I hope it’s nothing too serious.”

I thought it was a done deal and I should move on so I completely forgot about her and never texted her again. About a month later as I’m driving back home from my soccer game, she messages me saying, “thanks for being so nice about everything. I’ve resolved all my family issues and I’m still interested in going out for drinks if you are?.” This came as a  surprise for me because I thought this was dead and she wasn’t interested. I text her back and we reschedule for drinks.

So, on the day we’re supposed to go out she doesn’t reply to my texts and doesn’t pick up my phone call (it goes straight to voicemail). Unbelievable. Fuckin cunt flakes on me again. I simply don’t get it. Why would you text me to ask me to go out for drinks and get my hopes up, just to shatter them again?

C’est la vie.

Back To The Future

something like this

For this story I’m gonna have to take you back in time about 7-8 months. My friend and I wanted to go out to a bar on Thursday night just to shoot the shit and catch up. We go to one of the local bars at our school, after waiting in line for an indefinite amount of time we’re finally let in. The place is absolutely packed and brimming with young, slutty girls. However, my friend and I just wanted to catch up and weren’t really looking to game; he has a girlfriend anyways. It was so packed, we couldn’t even find a seat, we had to go outside and sit in the cold to the point where I was literally shaking (Canadian winters). We finally managed to get a cozy seat inside and believe it or not a blonde girl approaches my friend and I.

Not as hot plus curly hair

She asks us if she and her entourage can sit with us (she is the hottest out of her group of friends). We let them. The blonde girl can easily pass for a 7.5. So we start casually talking to her and her friends without putting any game on them. They were actually pretty funny to talk to because these girls were so immature and stupid, my friend and I found it amusing. The blonde girl is attracting so much male attention that other guys are hovering around us just so they can get a sniff of her–– pretty lame. Of course she’s feeding off this male attention. I wasn’t even worried about the male competition because the other guys that were trying to hit on her were absolute losers. Ironically, another guy that ended up also sitting at our table, got a girl’s number and he was asking us for advice on what to do. He was so worried about her not replying to his initial text. We told him to text her at the end of the night, “Hey, it’s [insert name here], I hope you and your friends got home safe tonight.” Our advice didn’t ease his perturbation, oh well.

I later find out that the blonde girl is Welsh, French and Slovak– a very good mix if I might add. She’s blonde,  has green eyes and a dancer so she’s got a great body. Inevitably, I get her number by the end of the night and I leave the establishment. I don’t realize how wasted I am until I stand up, and I can barely walk. My friend and I have had like 3 pitchers of beer, just to ourselves. I had to use the wall to help me walk. I love nights like these.

So I text this girl a few days later and she responds. We text back and forth for a bit and I get to know her. A few days later, I text her and she’s being very dry and cold then she just stops replying. I decide to go for broke and just call her. She takes forever to pickup. I rarely call girls, so I thought I should give it a shot.

The conversation goes as follows:

Me: Hey, hows it going?

Her: Pretty good, just woke up from a nap [sounds super tired]

Me: I hope I didn’t wake you…

Her: No you didn’t…

Me: What are you doing this weekend? We should go play pool!

Her: I’m busy, have plans with the girls

Me: Okay then, do you wanna get lunch on Wednesday then?

Her: Yea, that would be nice.

It was a very bland conversation since she wasn’t contributing anything at all. But she agreed to lunch, so I ended the conversation on a high note. I don’t talk to her until Tuesday and I text her to see if she’s still interested in lunch. She doesn’t reply at all. I text her on Wednesday and she also doesn’t reply, I could already see the writing on the wall. So that’s that.

So now back to the future. Eight months later I see this girl happens to be at a bar that I’m at. I’m sitting down chatting with my friends, she happens to walk by and she looks at me without saying hi [we make eye contact though]. This wasn’t a glance or a head-turn, she was literally gazing at me. So it is very evident that she still remembers me. I don’t bother saying hi or anything because I thought there was no point at all. There’s nothing more embarrassing than being rejected by the same girl twice. I pretend as if I don’t see her. So my friends wanted to go to the dance floor and I didn’t wanna be seen sitting down all alone so I follow. The blonde girl (we’ll call her Madison) is provocatively dancing in my vicinity. She makes eye contact with me again and she starts dancing around me to the point where her ass is on my dick. I didn’t wanna dance with her after what happened 8 months ago. I’m not the type to hold grudges or anything, I think revenge is a fool’s errand but maybe this was my way of getting back at her. I just had no intent to dance with her even though she looked very hot. I wanted to show her what she was missing out on. So I eject the scene and go to hit on other girls.

I end up approaching like 4-5 other girls that night. The first girl I approached was an 18 year old blonde, who was standing against the wall on her iphone when I approached her and wouldn’t put it away until I told her to. We only talk for about 5-6 minutes and I find out she’s a theatre student, I start comically teasing her on her future unemployability. During the whole conversation she seemed like she had other things on her mind and never really gave me her full attention. All of a sudden, she tells me she has to go. I didn’t bother asking for a number because she didn’t seem interested.

I run into my friend at the bar and he introduces me to a short brunette who’s really drunk. We start talking and we hit it off, the conversation was very funny, witty and involved a lot of repartee. She was really cute and seemed like a good time so I ask her for her number. She said she has a boyfriend. Fuck. 20 minutes later I see her making out with another guy on the dance floor.

I run into my friend again and he introduces me to another set of girls. This time, a pair of francophones. I end up talking to these girls for about 20 minutes; by far the most interesting girls I’ve talked to all night. I later find out that one of them–the hotter one–is engaged (she’s only 19) and is about to move in with her fiance and the other one has a boyfriend. Luckily, they weren’t that hot so it wasn’t a big loss.

A very interesting night indeed.

Balls of Glass

This approach happened about 4 months prior to the actual date of the post. My friends and I were at the mall sarging, and there were so many sets to go for but we were being pussies and creating excuses. All in all, we did like 9 approaches collectively. I happened to only do one myself unfortunately.

 

A Pretty Asian girl [HB7.5] was walking down the escalators and my friend told me to go for her. I was walking towards the escalator and she happened to get off and walk in my direction. The brief conversation goes as follows:

Me: hey sorry to bother you but do you know where the nearest Starbucks is?
Her: Um sure, turn around and walk straight it’ll be right behind the staircase blah blah blah [it happened to be right behind me…]
Me: That was a complete lie. I just saw you and I thought you were really cute so I wanted to come say hi.
Her: Aww thank you, that’s very nice of you…[she’s surprised and smiling]
Me: My name is Sam…what’s yours?
Her: My name is Amanda…
Me: Nice to meet you
Her: Nice to meet you too
Me: So, what are you up to?
Her: umm I have a boyfriend [walks off]

I could sense that that it was a complete lie. It happened because I was visibly nervous, and as much as I tried to conceal it, my emotions betrayed me. If you are nervous, she will be nervous as well. It’s just mirror neurons. Another thing, my open was weak, not only because of the content but I was not smiling when I approached or when I delivered the compliment. My eye contact was also very poor. The best eye contact is when you look right into their pupil and you block out everything else and you forget you’re actually talking to a girl. All you can see is her eyes. This is how that trance moment is created where the person forgets about everyone and everything else around her and focuses on you. If you’re a high value male and do it correctly, you will see her pupils dilate. This is a big IOI.

Nonetheless, I was pretty disappointed because I couldn’t keep her around for at least thirty seconds and the people around me probably saw the whole thing. Part of approach anxiety isn’t even about the girl but about the public humiliation you’ll face once the approach goes south. However, you realize that most people don’t really care, and if anyone laughs, your never gonna have to see them again. After all, you’re doing something they can only dream of doing.

Learning Points:
-talk loudly, clearly and slowly
-make strong eye contact when you open
-even if you’re nervous, feign confidence

The One That Got Away

I’m still new at this, so this was the best of the worst I guess. At school, my wingman and I sarged for about an hour. I decided to wear high value clothes because I realized girls respond to me better when I’m well dressed. I don’t peacock or anything. We walk around campus looking for sets for about 15 minutes. I saw a couple of sets but I was making excuses once again. It seemed like every girl I saw had headphones on or was talking on the phone. You don’t really realize how much technology has ruined interpersonal communication until you actually go sarging; it’s quite sad. I see HB7 sitting on bench with headphones on and she’s using her MacBook. Looks like it would be a good approach but I decide not to since she has headphones on and there is a group of guys sitting around her general vicinity. I know one of them, so I don’t want to fail in front of someone I know, even though I barely know him. So we keep walking around…

I see HB7 Italian chick [her name is Sarah] sitting on a bench waiting for her class to start. She’s a petite Italian girl with fair skin, brunette and very nice hazel eyes. Had a very innocent look to her. I approach:

Me: Hey, do you mind if I sit here?
Her: Yea sure, go ahead
Me: Hey, I was just walking by and I saw you and I had to come by and say hi because I think you’re really cute…
Her: [Blushing] Oh…thanks
Me: I’m Sam by the way
Her: I’m Sarah
Me: Nice to meet you. So are you waiting for class?
Her: Yes I am. It’s social psychology…
Me: Oh so you’re a psych. Major?

So we end up talking for about 15 minutes surprisingly. She was very receptive to the whole thing, which I didn’t see happening. Recapturing the whole interaction would be difficult for me because I don’t remember everything that was discussed and it would be tedious. I discovered that she wants to be a nurse and is majoring in Kinesiology and minoring in Psychology. We talk about all sorts of things, some random and inane. I realized after the interaction I barely teased and only made her laugh on a few occasions. I could tell that she was keen because of her strong eye contact, good body language and she did not try to leave or make up an excuse to leave (ex. I have to get back to my friends). She was also very inquisitive about me and kept restarting the conversation the very few times that it died. These were clear IOIs. I’m a conversationalist and tend to get sidetrack by good conversation so I didn’t really notice how much time I spent with her. The interaction was about 15 minutes long. I should’ve created a false time constraint so I can go for the number close and leave. But I had to learn that the hard way. This fat, ugly, bitch (aka her friend) comes by and they start briefly talking. Her friend is also in this class and is who she was waiting for. All of a sudden:

Sarah: Hey, I have to go to class now but it was nice talking to you
Me: [confused look on my face] Oh…do you have a bf? [I don’t know why I asked this]
Sarah: Thinks for a bit then hesitantly says,” Yes”
Me: [disappointed look on my face] Oh that’s unfortunate. It was nice talking to though. Enjoy your class
Her friend was already trying to gravitationally pull her away from me by walking away and urging her friend to follow. It seemed as if Sarah didn’t want to…

What I should have said was: You should give me your # and we will go out for coffee sometime. Assertive, bold and decisive.

Inexperience is a cruel beast and it can attack at any time. It happened to be on the prowl at the most pivotal moment in the set. I think I opened strongly, went to rapport too early, but still good enough to obtain comfort and reach the hook-point [this is when you stop trying so hard conversationally. She will carry the conversation and start talking to you like someone she’s known for months]. Besides shaking her hand when I first met her, I did not kino at all. Another beginner mistake I guess. I left the set with a bitter taste in my mouth and now wondering what would’ve happened if I just asked for her # or wrapped up the interaction before her friend arrived.

p.s. I asked her how often she gets approached and she started blushing and told me it happens more than I would think it does. She says she gets cold approached all the time, mostly on the bus. This is very interesting because I learned that 6s and 7s get approached all the time but 8s, 9s and 10s barely get approached. Bar Raffaelli has said that she NEVER gets approached at all.

never gets approached at all

Learning points:
-don’t waste time by being in sets for too long. If you are going to do that, you might as well just go for an idate. Logistics didn’t permit me for this set.
-Always ask for the #, you never know what might happen.
-Don’t ask her if she has a boyfriend because that gives her plausible deniability. You’re giving her the chance to lie and reject you.