| Not completely but it's a start. Long post, be ready!
Sup, Dos here in the house. It started off as looking for a book to read in the ibooks store. I was looking for a book to read since I haven't read anything but college textbooks for the past couple of years. There were a bunch of girlie books in their top charts such as 50 shades of gray. I didn't really want to read that kind of thing so I searched "essential books for men to read" on google. Within 5 minutes I found The Game by Neil Strauss. I read one review on amazon and knew this is the type of book for me.
About me. I've only had one long term relationship from high school that lasted for 5 years. I felt devastated and didn't know what to do. She left me for another guy who had more money, better muscular looks, religious like her, and basically a more interesting person. I'm shy, too obsessed with photography and cameras, don't have lots of friends, lives with parents at 23, dropped out of college, and recently got fired from my job, and somewhat loves porn a little too much.
I'm only a third of the way in the book but didn't really want to do just a bunch of research and not do squat until I'm "really ready." Plus, I don't think a lot of their stuff would work for me. I'm not really a smiley person, I hate magic, and I thought Ross' technique was weird.
Soon after reading a few chapters I told myself that I wanted to do this. I wanted to do this so bad that I told a couple of people I know that i'm going to pick up some chicks this upcoming weekend. If they want to go and witness this shit, they're all welcome.
Earlier this week, I got invited to the show for Friday. I told myself that i'm going to be hitting on everyone. I dont give a fuck, it doesn't matter who they are. Friday came and I was at this bar. What did I do? I was there again in the corner sipping on some beer and eyeing women like a pedo in the park. The only phone number i got was from a guy name kevin who wanted me to email him the photos I took of his band. I went home that night, jerked off, and went to sleep hating myself.
The next day I was suppose to take some photographs for another show. It was suppose to be huge. Someone told me that there were already 700 who were planning on going on their facebook page. I was like, "fuck yeah, im hitting on bitches tonight!"
I got there and froze again. There were about 80 or so people when we got there but it grew larger over the night. I took photos of the first band and started hating myself. I went up to my friend who was a member of that band and told him we should make some friends. He told me I need to fuck some of those bitches and he cant do that with me since his wife was there. Again, I froze.
I took a drink, went inside, and saw about five girls dancing in the corner by the dj with themselves. Yeah, it was a band show/club event. In the middle of the dance floor were a bunch of above average girls and across from the hot ladies and next to the average girls were guys just eyeballing the ladies in the corner.
I got up there and said fuck it, let me just take a picture. I took some shots and one of the 9 girl started asking to take her photo. She looked good but the other four looked amazing.
Within a minute the hottest babe i'ver ever seen in person made eye contact with me. I remember watching Cajun's video a couple of hours before going to the club. He said don't break eye contact with the girl and just open when that happens.
I said fuck it. I walked 5-7 steps forward and said, "Hey! WTF! You cant just check me out and not try to flirt with me!" She started laughing hysterically and I knew I got this in the bag. Soon I started doing kino on her and was even telling her friends that I think she's a little too friendly and that im not that easy to get after she started touching back. HOLY FUCK I felt so good saying that.
It got harder to talk so she whipped out her phone and we started conversing a little bit on her notes app. I told her to get her phone the fuck away from me. I grabbed her hand, walked her outside. On the way, a bunch of AFCs and tough guys hanging out by themselves looked at me like I was driving a stolen Ferrari. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I can't believe I was doing this. The last time I held hands with a girl was 16 months ago and here I was commanding the hottest chick out of 400+ people in the club like I was her boss.
We started talking outside and she told me that she was half filipino and half irish. I didn't believe her so she showed me some baby pictures of her phone. I told her I think the only reason she's been taking out her phone so much is because she wants my number.
"You know what, I think do. Give me your number," she said with the cutest smile.
"Oh, i'm not that kind of guy. I dont give out my phone number to just anybody."
She smiled. HOLY FUCKING SHIT SHES HOT.
"You gotta build a connection first and make me feel secure and comfortable around you."
She put her hands around my neck, "You're cute. Let me get you a shot then give me your number."
"OK, fine. But dont expect to get anything on the first night. Im not like that"
And just like that, I got a hold of the hottest girl I ever met. In a scale of 1-10, she was a 12 point 5.
After that I started talking to a bunch of girls like nothing. I did the same technique and only got shot down once. She was a 9 and there were a bunch of 9s out there so I didn't take it seriously. One of my friends grabbed my camera and took a picture with me and another girl from an angle that made it look like we were kissing. I told her that. She gave me a flirty smile so i asked her if she wanted to kiss me. If I get shot down, there were other girls out there. She just smiled so i kissed her. She asked for my number and I told her she was rude for kissing me, asking for my number, and not even knowing my name. FUCKING BAM! I saw a group of five girls. All were 8s and 9s. I got a number from one of them. She told me to call her so she knows who it was when I give her a call. "Oh it's not like that. i dont give out my phone without getting a drink first." HOLY SHIT THIS IS ACTUALLY WORKING. When she started talking walking away I made some conversation with her 8 friend. I knew she liked me so I got her number.
I did this to about 25 girls. Most were 9s, some were 10 and 8, a 12.5, and a serious 6. I love this feeling. Im not a club/bar type of guy so i dont know how this will transition to day game. I go to these events about once a month. Im not even sure if it was the lines I was saying, my confidence, looks, or the fact that the crowd was filled with just guys hanging out with themselves and I just got a lucky night. It doesn't matter. I got about a dozen new numbers I got to sort out for today.
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