Story of the past two days!

Yesterday I was supposed to go on a date with a local girl, and do some sarging beforehand. However, the girl I got my first F-Close contacted me and told me to come to her house, so I did that instead, and released. I completely forgot to let my other date know that I wasn't going to be showing up, so I opened up my phone and found a bunch of hate texts. I felt so bad to the point that it almost ruined my vibe, but I knew what was happening, so in my head I told her to go fuck herself. Driving home, I felt really...disappointed in myself. I didn't do ANY of the shit that I was supposed to do that day. Chores, set up my food for the week, get better at PUA, maybe get a girl who is closer to me to like me. All given up so I could have sex with a girl who would be gone forever in just two months from now. I felt horrible for myself, I felt like I let myself down. I swore to myself I would do my sarging the next day, and that none of the shit that day mattered, because I know how to get back up. I'm a fucking man and I will do the responsible thing.

Today I did actually manage to get some sarging done! I approached four different girls, and my vibe was actually really great in all of them. The first was an older woman who, when I looked closer, I wasn't attracted to, so I just said hi and we chatted for a bit. The next girl was carrying a folder, and I've always wanted to do this. I spoke to her from far away, and asked to read her resumes, since I love doing that. She didn't have any left, so we had a short fun conversation about how I should hire her to be my personal chef. I didn't ask for a number since her mom was there, but FUCK, I thought of a good line on the way out. I remembered that I wanted to get PURPOSELY blown out this week, so I just went up to a girl and told her I thought her nose was adorable, and I asked for her number immediatly. She said she had a boyfriend, and when I asked his name, she responded immediatly with John, so she was telling the truth. This made me realize that openers can be a lot crazier than "Hey, thought you were cute." A lot more things can work..

The last approach was an indian girl, she looked cute! I told her that I had no idea what it was about her, but that I found her irresistably adorable. That was the honest truth, and I put it out there. We were still walking at that point, so I stood in front of her and introduced myself, bringing it to a halt. As she was about to walk away, I asked "One more question! Do you do yoga?" She stopped and said she did a little bit, and started asking me questions (HOLY CRAP, A HOOK!) Turned out she had a boyfriend though. FACK.

I really liked the vibe of today's sarge. I basically high fived all of my approaches. It's light, its friendly. It's starting to almost become fun.. Fuck, I even stuck my tongue out at one of the approaches I already did as I was walking out of the mall xD

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Interesting day today! Only got two real approaches acheived out of 3, but what the hell. I had fun!

I flirted lightly with a Booster Juice cashier girl, but I dont count it as an actual approach. I also had a TON of fun with an asian cashier lady at a department store, and even came up with a new opener on a lady who had the same color bottom as my shirt "Hey, we should totally switch pants, those would go amazing with my shirt!!!"

The first was an indian girl who, once I got closer, I wasn't attracted. I could sense she could feel that vibe from me, so it felt weird after and fucked with my head a little bit, but I totally redeemed myself after. I've been wanting to do some on-purpose blowouts, so I found a high class looking asian woman, and told her I thought her nose was adorable. I expected a complete rejection, so it put me into a not-giving-a-shit mood which actually worked to me benefit. Turns out she was going to a "pole" class, and when I asked what that meant, she meant stripper pole. I playfully asked if I could join up, but she took it seriously and said no, and that its female only anyways. Oh wellz

Yoga was really cool today though! I made a lot of new acquaintances, and i didn't even have to do anything; people just started talking to me and saying hi to me. I felt like a fucking superstar. I noticed this actually happened at my old Crossfit league, I became the "friendly" guy everyone knew. But now that I've been socialized more, I'm much better at it. When I started this yoga place and knew no one, I knew in my head I would get comfortable with it eventually, and that I would get to know people. And now... I'm like, famous there

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As badly as I knew I had to complete my approaches, I didn't get any done today. I was lacking in time anyways. But that doesn't mean today was bombed...In fact, it was quite the opposite.

Today, I got coffee from coffee girl in toronto. I hugged her and told her I missed her (lied so I could get free coffee/food) since she was gone for two weeks, and she said she missed me too, and that she gets nervous waiting for me an entire half hour before I show up. Wow!

The gym..holy fuck. Something crazy happened today. Just doing my leg extensions, when a woman comes by and said she recognizes me, because of the book I always write in. I guess it really made me stand out. Turns out she thought I was really experienced, and wanted me to teach her daughter. She was kinda chubby, but cute nonetheless! I was super excited to finally teach somebody how to work out anyways, it's something I've always wanted to do!!!!! Naturally, I was the prize in this situation, and I could tell she was attracted to me right from the start (just got a fresh haircut done too). As I took her around the basic leg exercises, I got to know her, she got to know me, she learned about working out. What was so cool was that I didn't notice how many people I actually knew at the gym. On at least three seperate occasions people came up to me and started talking to me, and she even called me out on how famous I am at this gym. My favourite part was grabbing her hips and stabilizing her body as she did some calf raises. Wooooooo. I gave her my number at the end, gave her a hug, and told her if she ever needs more workout advice, she should give me a text. She texted me later saying how much fun she had with me, and that she wants to workout with me again. I told her I'll look into my plans next week and invite her with me when I can. This will be an easy score, if I ever really need it.


Then I actually managed to get on a date with that other gym girl, the one I met on the staircase. We met, and the fucking weirdest thing happened; I opened my arms for a hug, and she rejected it!? I acted unaffected, and jokingly said "I am OFFENDED! :O" But as we were walking, i was completely mindfucked. It felt like this entire date was going to be a waste of my precious time. But as we were walking, I started noticing her speech patterns...this girl is completely fucking crazy. Turns out she is an extreme introvert, and didn't do too well in highschool socially! I noticed she was extremely anxious throughout the date, such as playing with scraps of paper, looking everywhere, talking really fast. But as the date approached the end, I feel like I calmed her down quite a bit compared to the beginning. She even gave me a 3 second hug at the end, after she gave me suggestions for our next date, which will menchiez and horror movie. She also texted me after saying that "she had a lot of fun, and she maybe doesn't hate people after all" xD


Tommorrow the plan is to go to a different town and sleepover with the same jewish girl as before. She flakes a lot, but I know she digs me hard, so I have NO idea if it will happen or not. Either way, it's going to be a relaxing evening.

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Mmm be needy doesn't mean to make the path easier to her. If you had take his hand you could have kissed her into the elevator. But it's nice man. You enjoy what you do

Sorry I read the last post on the first page.

So I haven't been doing any approaches as of late..I've just been too busy, and I also caught a cold. But I'm basically dating two different girls right now.

Today I took the young gym girl for another workout. My escalation was pretty solid. Feeling her muscles in the gym, made it really easy for her to get comfortable with me. Apparently she has social anxiety and needs medication for it, so I rewarded her with a hug for coming out today. When we left, we held hands on the way to a restaurant to get food. I paid for the both of us, since she didn't have money. We ate, then talked for a bit. I waited for her to make a giggle, and I told her that her laugh is adorable, and went for a kiss close. She was shit at kissing and apparently only kissed one guy before, so I spent some time to teach her how to kiss. Eventually we were able to get a good rhythm down! We made jokes about all the people watching us, or having sex in the food court and making security kick us out. For a girl who is probably a virgin, she seemed really comfortable with this. She considered me a badboy, which I thought was super hot.
On top of taking some sex enhancing supplements, and not cumming in over two weeks, my sex drive has been through the roof lately...AWESOME. But my balls are starting to ache...


We went to the truck after and made out, but no F-Close. We felt each other, though. I know our next date is gonna have a lot in store. The only thing I'm really afraid of at this point, is I'm dating another girl who goes to the same gym. I think I'm going to have to choose between the two of them....Im going to post in another forum and get advice.

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Me and the young girl are forming a kind of relationship. I don't know how long it will last. It's been about a week so far, and I feel like we're really on the same wavelength. Once it ends..... I'll be back.

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PUA still hasn't fully ended for me, even though I'm in a relationship. The other day I had what I thought was personally one of my greatest openers of all time.

There's been a girl on my job site around my age that I've been struggling to figure out how to open. She seems preoccupied most of the time, or uninterested, not making eye contact at all. But I we were both in a hoist elevator, and she was looking out the window of it, with her arms crossed on the ledge, head resting on them. The pickup artist in my instantly sparked and I narrated her like it was a story: "And as she stared out in the world, she contemplated to herself...who am I?" she instantly laughed and said she liked to look at Toronto's dogs, and we spent some time talking about dogs. No pressure, my BPM remained pretty steady. It was basically more of a friendly vibe, but that's something I've definitely had trouble producing in the past. At least I won't feel like an idiot for not knowing her now!

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Oh, and there was a girl at the gym who I asked what music she was listening to, I heard it through her earphones and was genuinely interested. I stopped talking to her after I asked. I'm sure I'll see her again and we'll chat it up!

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You are a creative dude haha. I like that.

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Thanks Enso I have to admit that it's been pretty hard to be the crazy social dude I once was, it was something I was more forcing myself to do. Im still able to run fun interactions with people, but its nowhere near as frequent!

If/When I breakup with my current GF, I'll be glad I have this journal to return to, and remember all of my mistakes/victories!!!!!

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As expected, it did end. But it ended on MY terms. I wasn't happy with the relationship, so I ended it. She fucked with my head, and now she's the one crying, while I stand tall and proud, and happily single.

I might have a date tommorrow with the blonde yoga girl I took to booster juice, she poked me on facebook about a week ago, and with all of the tricks and tips I've learned from PUAforums, SHE suggested the meetup

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That was about 5 days ago. While the date didn't happen, we sexted like mad that night, and I ALMOST wound up going to her house. I don't know what it was, but even though she said she would love my company, when I asked for her address in a witty way, she said "hmm maybe you'll find out. Goodnight xxx". I'm going to shoot her a text saturday, one that's more casual...SUSHI. And if she's down for it, we'll go back to her house after. Sushi + wild sex = good combo.

The past five days have been weird for me though. Even though I'm the one who ended the relationship, I still feel extremely at loss. I think the only reason that I feel sorry for her, or even want to go BACK is that it's difficult for me to be okay with not having sex again. Because as much as I still love her, she was bitchy a lot, lazy, and wasn't as spontaneous as I would have liked. I knew right from the start she wasn't wife material, but my own loneliness is getting in the way of realizing that. It's probably like this ONLY right after the end of a breakup, and I would have gotten over it eventually. On top of this though, I've been having bad luck at work, gym, yoga, and daily life after the breakup. So I've been sad as fuck. I knew that eventually I would go back to doing approaches officially (but not yet because my to do list grew MASSIVELY before the breakup, and I need to clear it out). Even contemplated suicide a couple times. I should really see a psychiatrist...

But I walked into the gym today, and went to do some incline bench. Then I saw a girl in the mirror, she was on the treadmill behind me. Some girls are hot, some are too ugly, and they just blend into the crowd. But for some strange reason..she just really caught my eye. I think it was her hair. I couldn't stop staring at her, but The thought of going up to her and saying "Hey, I thought you were cute and wanted to come say hi." was just fucking terrifying for me. There had to be a better way to interact with her. So I went up to her with my best smile and said, "Hey, I saw that you just paused on the treadmill. I need you to come spot me!" She hesitated because she's never spotted anyone, but I told her it's really easy, all she has to do is save my life etc. She laughed at this and mentioned that she's a lifeguard, so it's what she does. I should have asked her about it..but I just went on with my sets. I asked her if she wanted to try, and she said her trainer said she can't. I asked who her trainer was, and it was the black trainer girl who fucking hit on me once! I think I DHV'd when I said I knew her, but it didn't really work. She just didn't really seem that interested in the interaction to begin with, but I really liked this approach though, because it was my first one in a long time, and I've been feeling really down on myself for not doing approaches.

Then I went to the store to buy a gift for my best friend's birthday (which is at a bar tommorrow, possibly some opportunities to get some #'s, or even better looking at that EDM concert ))) I go there a lot, and one of the girls there recognized me. She helped me pick out a gift, and we had a really good interaction. Turns out that she's really good at chess (I really want to learn chess) and she played Spyro as a kid (I fucking love spyro). I guess I qualified her when I said that it could be totally fucked up, or awesome, if she could teach me to play chess. And she agreed she even mentioned we'll play some spyro after too. I got her number, and I set up the date in person, and figured out when she's free (I'M LEARNING YOU GUYS ). The only thing I didn't like too much with this interaction, was that there was no physical escalation in the store aside from fist bumping and high fives. I walked out of there so cringed out at myself, but I know I can do better on a real date for sure! She seems like a cool girl.

I'll keep you guys posted! I'll update in two or three days, after the bar and (hopefully) a sushi date with the yoga girl.

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5 days later

The yoga girl and me were sexting like mad, even though we never got to meet up. You would think this is good, but...I think it might ruin her comfort level even though she agreed to come to my house this friday. I might have said a few wrong things anyways. Oh well.

The girl from the gift shop flaked, never responded. The interaction was pretty good, but I think I got too lazy with the texting. I was too focused on the yoga girl.

Interesting thing happened yesterday: Listened to some peaceful music while doing extremely frustrating work, I didn't even get a little angry. I entered such a relaxed state, that I said "Hola" and "how are you doing today" with no anxiety at all to a cute portugese cleaning lady.

Today I was really feeling like shit. Like, really shit. I felt suicidal at times, and could barely function at work today, I almost left. I got around to calling a psychologist and made an appointment for next tuesday, hopefully my benefits cover it. But I'm not fucking around anymore, I need to raise my self esteem and keep it high. But I managed to cheer myself up at one point, remembering that I broke up with my ex for a good reason, and that I am fucking noble for doing so. I've learned that to have good balls, you need to be deeply secure with yourself. Very high self esteem. And that's when I decided I'm going to do my BADASS move for the week.........

At the beginning of this week, I read this article: http://chrismccombs.net/live-with-balls/
What I got out of this article is that you can't keep living life not doing what you want, or else you will become extremely miserable.

After I read this article, I decided that I am going to do ONE badass move per week. I am nearly incapable of standing up for myself properly. I can't breathe properly, and my mind floods with anxiety, and I am cursed into inaction. Fuck that, no more. If someone does something I don't like, I'm going to deal with their stupid ass directly. And if I don't do this during the week, no computer for the entire next week. Power will be shut off.

............Today I did my BADASS move after getting out of my shitty mood, I didn't want to push it to sunday. And that badass move was: approach the first 8-10 I see. I blasted some music on the way to the mall prior to yoga, and screamed at myself "BRING ON THE FUCKING APPROACH ANXIETY. THIS WILL ONLY MAKE MY FUCKING VICTORY EVEN GREATER. COME ON!"

Common excuses for me not approaching a girl is:
-I'm in dirty work clothes
-she looks busy
-she might be going a different way
-she isn't really my type anyways

No, fuck that. I'm approaching a hottie today with everything I've got. I spotted her as soon as I went in the mall. I had already walked past her, she was looking at a mall sign. I said fuck it and came back to her, and "Hey miss.....(she looks at me directly)....You look absolutely beautiful today". Perfect opening. But my interaction was kinda shit. I cracked a few jokes, but I skipped words, talked fast, and changed what I was saying multiple times, had my arms crossed like I was nervous/scared. She said she wasn't interested (she actually turned out to be kinda hideous anyways) but I still came out of that feeling so good, because I did something I never thought I'd do again. I had done my badass move. And I went on to yoga.

There was a new girl there that I was doing my yoga next to, and I thought she was really cute. I tactically initiated a conversation with a stranger next to her about missing shoes (I lost mine once) and she got involved. We had a good interaction on the way out, and I learned she's persian. She has a really nice body, and a cute accent and personality. It'd be great to have a girl like this as a partner, but I won't get oneitis over her or anything, in the chance I can actually get her number next time I go. I'll have to invite her to do yoga with me next time I'm in the lounge area.

I've also started doing daily meditations (like in the article). I find it really helpful and hopeful to pray. I believe that the world itself has a soul, and it feeds off of people fulfilling their destinies (thanks Paul Coelho

Starting monday, I will do one approach per day. Then eventually I will move onto two. And three. And four. And many more. I may even start dedicating days purely to sarging.

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Fuck. Direct. Approaches.
That's been my mistake the entire time. All those anxious fucking days I had, all those approaches where I learned almost nothing..all just a smokescreen to what the true solution was.

I was reading about pickup last night and somewhere came across indirect vs. direct approaches. As I read into it...It was clear that direct approaches are fucking retarded, unless you're handsome like Steve Jabba or just fucking smooth and energetic like Tyler Durden. I'm not either of those guys. I'm a fucking NEWBIE, an AFC. Give me the tools to remove that.

INDIRECT APPROACHES are perfect, because it doesn't immediatly make the HB have to judge me (which will 99 times out of a hundred be a no). I can DHV, and do everything necessary to create attraction, without if it was already there, make it fucking pointless. Indirect approaches are what I was missing all along. And it's what I'm going to stick with all along. All of my previous successes.....INDIRECT.



So today I decided fuck it, and put it to the test. I was nervous as shit at first. So I started looking at some opinion openers, and one person came up with one, and it was so fucking creative, I had to do it myself. I drew a small stick figure comic on some cardboard at work, and when I went for coffee....started doing some approaches on the streets of Toronto (something I just do NOT ever fucking do). The first girl was in a hurry. The second girl I approached...she is very important.


We were standing on a corner for a light. I was there for 10 seconds before I said anything, because I was unsure if I even wanted to. But in my head, I was like "FUCK THIS. YOU ARE DOING THIS. IS THIS ALL YOU GOT, APPROACH ANXIETY? FUCKING SCARE ME, BITCH, DO IT." I waved my hand at her, and she pulled out her earphones (earphones are no longer an excuse). I asked her if she would buy my art in an art gallery for 2000$, and she said if it was part of a set, then yes. I proceeded to ask her if she was an artist, and she said she is (BAM MOTHERFUCKER). I did some escalation by examining her different clothes/jewelry (she was denying she was an artist, I was proving it to her). She said that I was good looking after I neggingly called her adorable, which was surprising since I was in fucking CONSTRUCTION CLOTHING....ONE MORE EXCUSE GONE. But seriously long story short, I made her laugh a lot, it was a good interaction, I went for a number close, but she said she had a boyfriend, and I could tell it was sincere. She wanted me to come say hi if I ever see her again if I ever saw her. It's not like it could have worked out anyways, she lives in fucking Toronto. But I did it just because. And I'm so fucking glad I did. I did the opener on a few other women (none of which were fuckable), just because.

When I next went to the mall for the gym today, I wanted to do the cologne opener (which is spray two different colognes on your wrists, and ask for their opinion). I drove into the mall feeling anxiety, so I again just went PSYCHO and blasted music(which is telling my anxiety that its weak, doesn't control me, that the stronger it gets, the greater my victory will be when I crush it). That's what I'm gonna call it. Going psycho. It's in a book I read called The Good Psychopath's guide to success. You should read it.

I walked around the mall for a bit, mainly to cash a cheque. It was difficult for me to spot a set I wanted to approach, and the longer I took, the more I got into my head, and the worse my approaches were going to be. I tried my hardest to keep my cool, but the second I approached a girl, it felt weird and unnatural, and I'm sure she could feel it too. "Excuse me, miss, I need a female opinion. Really quick." It just came out fucking wrong. She refused, she was probably thinking I wanted to sell her something anyways. It fucked me up a little bit in the gym, but in the end, it actually fueled my workout, and I squeezed in an extra chinup for a record today. YEAH BITCH, NINE FUCKING CHINUPS.

I wanted to get a picture of me doing bicep curls, but couldn't spot any girls I could approach. There was a woman doing stretching over by the side, so I said fuck it and got her to do it. I cracked a lot of jokes with her, and she kept saying "You're funny!" I definitely gained a new gym friend. But this is when weird shit started to happen, dudes I knew just kept appearing on my way to doing cardio. I looked and felt like a fucking superstar. I was making people laugh, having good interactions. This indirect stuff...I'm built for it. I've gotten so good at conversation with strangers, its amazing..



I wanted to get in one approach before I left the mall. I wanted to make it seem like I "JUST" noticed the girl. So I started looking at MysteryMethod on my phone(I think this is what I'm going to base all of my approaches off of in the future), looking up every now and again to see if a girl was near me or had noticed me. I looked at the in depth definition of the three second rule, and immediatly put it to the test. Make eye contact. Smile and approach IMMEDIATELY. I already wrote about the approach in a different forum, I'mma just copy and paste..

"For example, I was flirting with a booth worker today, and I tried tonnes of new things.
-Let her smell my wrists excessively as part of the Cologne opener approach http://www.seductionbase.com/seduction/ ... en/55.html
-Pushed her shoulder lightly, called her cute when she negged me
-blatantly walked behind her to look at her ass/legs while she told me to guess her age
-felt her waist when I told her I was leaving after she spent too much time with another customer
-reached for her hand in a romantic way (she treated it more like a handshake)"



I didn't get a number close, but holy fuck my game was so good. She was at least an 8.5, and I was able to talk to her and flirt with her like she was a 4, yet I was unmistakably attracted to her. I didn't bother going for the number close, because I knew it would have been a no for sure, and I'd rather keep shit not awkward the next time I probably see her.

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I didn't make any approaches today (Well, I did talk to a somewhat cute portugese cleaning lady at my work today. Meh) But I decided to do some observational skill exercises, based on what I saw on ArtfulRogers' journal. I felt like shit from exercising and working all week and napping for half an hour, have a huge pimple in between my eyes, and a rash inbetween my ass and my balls so it hurts to walk..I feel like an abused crackwhore who got dumped in an alleyway after a 2 hour long carcall with a fat balding McDonalds general manager. I already promised I'm going to OFFICIALLY start approaching again this sunday, and write down all my approaches in my PUA book.


I went to the mall food court, picked a good vantage point, and started writing in my write down journal. It was actually pretty fun, but it took me SUPER long to come up with anything. Can't say that this exercise didn't inspire the shit out of me though. I want to try coming up with shit on the go from now on, and use it as an opener. Here's what I got.

1. What's her story?
2. Where is she from?
3. What does she like?
4. What does she hate?
5. Where is she going?


Girl 1: olive skinned, Leather jacket, scarf, jeans. Pretty hot!

1. She's in her early 20's, and is an aspiring journalist, or some kind of writer. She came to the food court to get a quick bite after visiting Cole's books. She keeps sending texts to her brother, the way she so coldly types into her phone. She must be single. If she had a boyfriend (a clean cut indian boy actually just came and sat down, wow) she wouldn't have extended her belly the way she did. Then again, even if she DID have one, she wouldn't seem to give a shit about anything anyways. She's her own woman and she does what she wants, and nobody will tell her different.
2. She is from somewhere dense, like in the city, telling from her trendy yet protective warm clothing.
3. She loves gossiping about other people, telling from her coy and ruthless smile. It's not her fault, she probably grew up around a bunch of snobby bratz.
4. She's afraid of losing everything she has worked to acheieve. She has experienced loss and is toughened emotionally, but the second she lets someone in and understands her, she feels that they will have complete control of her.
5. She's here to chill after a long week of studing for midterms, and working a retail job at a women's clothing store (how else could her fashion be THAT good?) Whoever this guy is that's with her though, he's just a friend. A good one, though.

Observations:
- I like your jacket. But I haven't decided if you're going to a job interview, or if you just saw the new Mad Max movie and you're trying to emulate him. Please say mad max, it was a good fucking movie.
- You must have been the big cheese back in school. Look at how you're walking, it's like you fucking own the place!
-You're probably a really cool girl, but there's this one thing about you that will give you big success in life, but it could also fuck up your life. You walk around as though you have this power, that you are impenetrable. But it's those walls that you put up, not letting people in, that leave you from experiencing true adventure, true emotion, true love. (this is a very personal observation, probably best left to the end of the interaction, after I've gained her trust).
-You must work at a women's fashion store. Look at what you're wearing, you're like fucking Kim Kardashian.




Second girl: black/white girl, wearing white/black stripes, black/white shoes

1. Just came back from coaching a basketball game. Oh wait, there's a tag on her shirt. She obviously works at footlocker then. She wants to move out and go on an adventure, the way she just looks around the whole mall.
2. Jamaica. She reminds me of this cute petite jamaican girl I went to school with, she had the same look and the same hair.
3. Sushi - obviously. She also loves people, the way she smiled at some strangers who were waiting in line with her.
4. She hates when people don't return the courtesy or friendliness she offers them. She wonders what the world has come to.
5. She's grabbing some dinner before she heads home to her family, couldn't see the amount, but she probably knows someone else who likes it too.


Observations:

-You don't like colours very much, do you? You're like this one friend I have, all she wears is SHADES. I swear to god I saw her wear green to a St. Paddy's day party, and I was like HOLY FUCK! LOOK AT YOU! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!
-Oh my god, SUSHI. Have you ever been to Googoogaaga Sushi on street blahblahblah? It's fucking incredible. (possible day 2 venue).
-You must be really adventurous the way you just look all over the mall. That, or you want to be a cat. Please say a cat, I love cats.
-Hey, you're from Jamaica aren't you? You remind me of this cute little petite girl I went to elementary with. Why don't you have the same accent? (impersonate her hilarious accent)
-You seem really friendly, almost nobody our age smiles at strangers anymore. It's more like, "Who the fuck are you, get away from me."

Chubby asian girl with RED RED hair, dressed in track pants, a track jacket, a beanie hat, reading glasses. Nerdy yet cool. Not my type, would not approach, but definitely intriguing nonetheless. Thought I'd give her a go.

1. Out of all the boyfriends she's had, none of them have been man enough for her. She's waiting for the one who will buy her everything, give in to her every whim, yet still somehow be masculine as fuck and a badass.
2. She grew up in a public school, likely started out in the church choir, but slowly assimilated into the gangster crowd.
3. She loves clothing and being flashy. She loves to be smug and sassy as fuck, the way she laughs at jokes.
4. She's afraid that she'll end up with another man who will not give her everything she wants.
5. She's with her friends hanging out, then going home to sesh after.

Observations:

-You look like the type of girl who has dated like a million guys, but none of which were really your type.
-Do you like Miley Cyrus? Because you seem like the type of girl who LOVES big jewelry and flashy clothing items.
-I imagine there's a girl buried deep deep inside, one who was in the church choir as a kid, but somewhere along the way she joined the Bloodz and became a recruiter.
-Wait, how come you're gangster but nerdy looking at the same time? I'm confused as fuck right now, I don't know which one to believe you are. Eeny meeny minie moe...
-Do you have any weed? No, I'm not fucking buying, you just look like you sesh. A LOT.











I think doing this was a REALLY good idea, and will be a great confidence booster. By the way, I'm pretty sure I failed to mention it earlier, but as part of that badass thing, I'm starting to do personal training for free this coming sunday, that way I can start my journey to becoming a part time personal trainer, which would be fucking rad.

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