New Years Eve/ New Years Day 2007...Lessons learned by me that you all should listen to.

So I learned a big lesson recently that I should have really learned earlier. I haven't had barely any problems picking up girls in the past 6 months. As a kid up until about my junior year of highschool I was very shy. Since then I have been progressing in my ability to interact with not only women the women I want, but everyone around me. Now, 3 years after graduating high school at 20 years of age with an aura of newfound confidence that has been growing exonentially ever since my later teens, I have proven my ego wrong and found two crutial flaws in my game.

New Years Eve I took a plane (250 bucks) up to Boston and had V.I.P tickets (150 bucks) at club avalon and rented a room at the Hyatai (100 bucks per person). Including meals for 2 days, the above, cab fare, 2 bottles of wine for me at the liquor store, and drinks at the club. I think I spent close to a G, probally around 800 dollars at the lowest. My boy and I sat in the hotel room drinking what we bought at the liquor store until it was time to roll to the club. Here lies my first mistake, I drank 2 bottles of wine (wine gets me a talkative drunk), I don't know what the fuck I was thinking when I decieded that two bottles would do the trick to get me loose. It got me loose and fucking dumb, my confidence in all aspects of life had turned strait to egotistical cockiness and the alcohol I just drank multiplied its effects. As soon as we got to the club I started drinking again and drinks were expensive as fuck. Bottom line is, I was talking to girls and fucking dropping drinks, slurring, being too too too much of a dick, saying things I would never say, etc. My boy left me and sarged by himself the whole night, checking on me at times. The next morning I awoke with a major headache, 100 dollars left, and bits and peices of a night full of failure and embarassing myself in the club, around scores of gorgeous boston area women, and not remembering one song my favorite dj in the world had played that night. I felt like such a fucking retard, I had just let my confidence fuel my ego to the point I thought I was untouchable. So, I got shitfaced, lost a bunch of money, and wasted a night that is one of the easiest nights in the year to get laid by beautiful women (and not have a commitment too!). I mean fucking hell, I got laid the past two new years with ease, last year I said to a HB9 while at a rave party at the shore that "it brings good luck to your new year if you fuck on the beach at 12:00" and she was down for it just because it was a fun and interesting idea.

Bottom line fellas, no matter how good, wity, and confident you get with picking up girls. Do not let your ego take control, you can shine with confidence because women find that attractive, but most women are turned off by cockiness. Also, drinking does not improve your game, as much as it may loosen you up and ease tension you may be feeling, in the end it will fuck you up. I felt I had to redeem myself the next day and went out to some local coffee shops while my boy laid in bed with some girl I couldn't even see, other than a tan leg sticking out of the covers. I walked into a local small time shop and saw a HB8 and decieded that I needed to at least get a number or get her attracted to me to redeem myself. And as we sat there conversing over some gross mocha thing I tried, I found that alcohol does not help me at all. I am much better off without it. Now, in no way am I saying im never gonna drink and pickup girls again. Its just that I will always do it in moderation when I'm trying to get laid that night. Take everything in moderation really, even sarging. Well, two good lessons learned for a hell of price, and aparently from what my boy said, I looked like I was having fun when he saw me sloppily dancing with two fat chicks. HA, everyone needs to get shitfaced from time to time, just do it where you didn't spend 800 dollars to get do it.


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