Hey guys here's a funny story and bit of a random thought. I had after a comment was made to me last night. I posted a sarge report from last night earlier today by my standards I give myself a C-, but anyway we were walking down the street I was opening every girl I saw getting numbers making out with girls posing for pictures. My buddy was like MAN you are the king of blank city!! I want to be you!! How do you do that?!? I told him I've had trial and error a lot of reading a lot of self discovery some more trial and error and failure upon failure upon failure upon failure. Then eventually after enough failure I started to find my own style and what worked for me then I applied. It

I worked hard on my social skills worked hard at getting over my sticking points albeit I still have plenty of them built an identity for myself through boxing. I'm not near where I want to be, but I can without a doubt say I've put the work in to get this far and I'm finally enjoying the rewards of that work. Now I don't know if I'd go so far as to say I'm the king of the city, but buddy was impressed enough to think that so I must be doing something right.

This is coming from me who at 1 time was the most afc/beta little bitch around women you have ever seen! The same guy who snuck out of work drove 100mph and ran 2 red lights to tell a girl how I felt about her before she moved away only to find out she wasn't moving away just going on vacation with her boyfriend. The same guy who was so tore up with oneitis I couldn't eat and lost 10lbs. As well as the same guy that laid in bed and cried while his gf was out fucking some other guy. So if I can improve my skills and enjoy the rewards of hard work and effort there is no reason why all of you can't do the same. Moral of the story persistence = rewards.

Hopefully y'all are motivated by that story and hopefully some of you get a laugh as well.

truly, you are the king of blank city