<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:20:48.042-08:00</updated><category term='Toronto'/><category term='Talking To Girls'/><category term='Transition'/><category term='AA'/><category term='Picture'/><category term='HB'/><category term='Missed Oppertunities'/><category term='Late'/><category term='Getting Laid'/><category term='Long Weekend'/><category term='Coming Soon'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='New posts'/><category term='Breaking Limits'/><category term='Tired'/><category term='Inner Game'/><category term='Procrastinating'/><category term='Job'/><category term='Staying In 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term='http://theteenpuas.com'/><category term='Mindset'/><category term='White'/><category term='Weird'/><category term='Pride Parade'/><category term='Energy Drink'/><category term='Warm-up'/><category term='Rules of The Game'/><category term='New'/><category term='Hot Girls'/><category term='Yorkdale'/><category term='Camera Man'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Themes'/><category term='Live Infield Video'/><category term='Met a PUA'/><category term='Hamilton'/><category term='Anchoring'/><category term='T'/><category term='Direct Game'/><category term='Big Sets'/><category term='Hidden Camera'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Amp'/><category term='About Me Starting Beginning 15'/><category term='Commentary'/><category term='VIP Guest List'/><category term='Feeling Good'/><category term='Ejecting'/><category term='Black'/><category term='Quitting'/><category term='Seduction'/><category term='Poor'/><category term='Chewing Gum'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Hypnosis'/><category term='Dates'/><category term='Anxiety'/><category term='Winman'/><category term='New Site'/><category term='Off Day'/><category term='Game Theory'/><category term='Thinking'/><category term='3 Sets'/><category term='Asians'/><category term='Mall'/><category term='Jolt'/><title type='text'>Teen In The Seduction Scene</title><subtitle type='html'>A 16 year old kids trip from AFC to PUA.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-995805801218950</id><published>2008-08-11T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T14:33:06.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://theteenpuas.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheTeenPUAs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>This Blog Has Been Moved!!!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Heya!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HOLY FUCK IT'S BEEN A WHILE! I have SOOOOO much to write about. Today I was out and I'm just about to write a MASSIVE post about all the amazing stuff that's been going on!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's gonna be good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately I won't be posting it here... in fact, this is going to be my last post on this blog! ;(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is because the blog has been MOVED to our new site! I know we promised all this stuff, you guys are probably pumped to see it, but nothing much has been released. We've been working hard on making it look good, making all the pages, setting it up, so I have not been doing blogs and the videos have been taking a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But be happy, THE SITE DONE! We will be adding more, but we feel it's ready to be released :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The site is called: TheTeenPUAs and you can find it at &lt;a href="http://theteenpuas.com/" title="the teen puas" target="_blank"&gt;http://theteenpuas.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.theteenpuas.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.theteenpuas.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We've got a teaser for the first video, its in the video section but also in the post below. The blog is there too and you will find all my new posts there from now on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So goodbye blogger!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Goodbye Teen In The Seduction Scene!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Heeeellllooooo TheTeenPUAs.com! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace my loves!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-995805801218950?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/995805801218950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=995805801218950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/995805801218950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/995805801218950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-blog-has-been-moved-d.html' title='This Blog Has Been Moved!!!! :D'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-5589386719597223805</id><published>2008-08-06T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:50:02.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TheTeenPUAs - Video Trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We've worked out the cameras problems, uploaded the footage and worked out the media player!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here's a trailer giving you a tiny peak of what's to come.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Enjoy! :D&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-5589386719597223805?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/5589386719597223805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=5589386719597223805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5589386719597223805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5589386719597223805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/08/theteenpuas-video-trailer.html' title='TheTeenPUAs - Video Trailer!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-1131988763301237809</id><published>2008-08-02T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:22:31.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey guys, been a while!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just thought I'd keep ya posted on the status of the new site.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. We've bought the domain name, the hosting service. It's final, the site IS coming!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. It's using Wordpress! Wordpress has been installed, accounts made, and a few pages created. I downloaded 1900 themes and me and the Diddles looked through all (hahahaha no fucking way did I look at 1900 templates! We just randomly found one we really like so that's what were using!) and we've got one! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. We've set up a Hidden Camera! Omg guys! It's fucking sick! The camera itself is just.... a digital camera (maybe when I am old enough to get a good job we can afford to upgrade), but the bag it's hidden in IS SICK! If I didn't know what I was looking for I would not see it. Maybe we'll throw up some pictures so you can marvel at T-Diddles ability to create hidden camera bags.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. We've begun recording! It's been hard cause were both working, so not many days of the week can we go out. Hopefully I'll be getting less shifts so that should change. None the less we HAVE begun cultivating footage. We've got some funny shit to show you guys, and it's awesome!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. Awww, a bad news point. We have been experiencing some techincal difficulties getting the footage from the camera onto the computer. The audio is coming off fine, but the videos are so big it's messing up T-Diddles computer. Next time were out he's gonna lend me the card so we can try and get it to work on my computer (which by the way is way nicer then his so it better!).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Were changing our names! This is a big one (hence the bold!). When I set up this blog I chose 6Teen cause.... fuck... I don't actually know why. It was a random name. And as much as I love it and love the spelling, I'm not going to go by it on the new site!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When people get into the game they get a Alias name that they go by on forums and such. The name sort of represents the new them. 6Teen was not the name I chose as an Alias so I'm going to use the one I use on other sites. 6Teen is also not really going to work next year when I'm 7Teen. The name I am going by iss.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drum roooooleee!!!....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cobrastyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the name of the song that was my favorite when I first got into the game. It's a song I would use to pump me up, whenever I listened to it I would go crazy and get really happy. Plus it's like Style.... BUT I'M THE FUCKIN COBRASTYLE! Style (Neil Strauss) is cool, the book inspired me to want to learn this (IT DID NOT INTRODUCE ME TO IT), but he's not a guy I would ever follow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll leave it at that. If you want to find out what T-Diddles is going to be known as... well... I guess your just going to have to VISIT OUR NEW SITE!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;BOY I bet you can't wait, ME NEITHER!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tata Bitchas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-1131988763301237809?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/1131988763301237809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=1131988763301237809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1131988763301237809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1131988763301237809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-site-updates.html' title='New Site Updates!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-3392821502288526170</id><published>2008-07-28T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:36:59.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exclusive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live Infield Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My PUA Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coming Soon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><title type='text'>The New Exclusive Site!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello All!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What's up, missed me? I sure would have.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I did go out, it was a party, shit did go down. Now your all going to getting excited (boners may happen) for what happened. I could tell you, but instead I'm going to leave it out for another day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right now I want to talk about something NEW me and T-Diddles have in the works. It's somewhat related to today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the momment me and the Diddles are planning A NEW SITE!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After great response from this blog it seems like the next logical step. People say they like my writing style, they love the blog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I made a Blog, you guys sent your support!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You've sent your support, I SEND MORE CONTENT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So what's the next step for this venture?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well let's talk about the History of this blog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It all started when I stumbled across a site called "My PUA Journey". Two guys, 1 journey. They were on a mission to become MPUAs and documented all their progress in a mix of Videos and a sort of Blog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I LOVED IT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Infield footage of guys on my same path, INSPIRING! That's one of the reasons I wanted this blog. To document my own journey and inspire others in the process.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Recently though My PUA Journey has been going in directions I don't really agree with. I'm not saying it's a BAD direction... just not what I would like to see. To me it seems like it went from being a site that was supposed to help people, to just another PUA site to make money. Their has been lying (wether purposely or not) and now it's just another promotion for dating coaching.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well I guess good things don't last forever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I want to pickup (hahaha, pun not intended) where they left off, start a site that would lead in a direction I wanted to see that site go in. A site like theirs but with more of the stuff I'd want to see.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's a site I've always wished their was but I've never found. A site with content I've always looked for but never found.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me and T-Diddles are taking what My PUA Journey had and taking it to a new level.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlight #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Starting August, every time we go out we'll RECORD our sarges. Everyone loves hidden camera pickup, nobody really makes it though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is not going to be like other video though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlight #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've always loved the idea of commentary as subtitles. All the other video, they pause and shoot them talking about what just happened.... FUCK THAT! I was watching something bitch, you just stopped it and I can't remember what was happening when you stopped! You fucking guy!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that's what we'll be aiming to put in. Subtitles saying what were doing, why were doing it. Our comentary on the video, in the video!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlight #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like watching Pickup, but it's all straight forward, boring shit. Ya it's interesting, ya it's cool... but it's all the same!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Guy walks up to girl*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Hey can I have your oppinion on something?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;YAWNNNNN!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ya it's good, ya you learn from it, ya we WILL have it. But we also want to have something new. CRAZY OPENERS!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Hey excuse me little boy, do you know where I can find a classy hooker?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THAT'S THE KINDA INTERACTIONS I WANT TO SEE PLAYED OUT! THAT'S THE KIND OF SHIT I WANT ON MY SITE!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So more extreme stuff. We'll have ways you can submit and vote for Openers we can use, things we can do, whatever you think would be funny to see in a set!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is what we have planned so far. I'm sure once we get started we'll have even more ideas for stuff we can add. We'll always be open and excited to hear what you guys would want to see and the type of shit you would want to watch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's gonna be big, it's gonna be crazy, it's gonna be a FUCKING WILD RIDE!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The plan for launch is NOT to post on youtube, NOT to advertise it in any way. My PUA Journey posted their videos on youtube with Tags like "Mystery, Style" and other things that get lots of searches. The idea was obviously to get as many hits as possible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a decent route, but one we'll not be taking. We want people to hear about it through word of mouth. It's not being advertised, it's not being posted all over the web. If you are lucky enough to know about it through this site, or by a search through google, GOOD JOB!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Know that you are one of the very few who stumbled upon it. If you like it send it to your friends, your fellow PUAs, post the link. However you like.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't want this site to be something I trick people into visiting. The only way I plan to get visits is by making it so good people want to share it with their friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A very strange idea, but for some reason I like it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAY TUNED, IT'S COMING SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you like what I've talked about keep checking back here, the link will be posted soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace guys!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-3392821502288526170?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/3392821502288526170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=3392821502288526170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3392821502288526170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3392821502288526170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-exclusive-site.html' title='The New Exclusive Site!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-2416519732906716609</id><published>2008-07-22T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:47:01.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ejecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missed Oppertunities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attractive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #20 - Sarging &lt; Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been a crazy 2 days that have left me PISSED! I didn't even bother writing anything about yesterday but I'll tell all about it now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So gather around kids, it's story time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logue of Pro (Pro in this instance does not reflect being good, it's just my witty word play... Wow I can't believe people read my shit...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start of Prologue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So for all yall that don't stalk me (I know their are some of you that definitely do) let me tell ya a little something about myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;MY FAMILY IS NOT RICH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Were not poor either though (my parents own 2 houses)..... I think the best way to put it is.....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;WERE DIRT CHEAP! No, not even that. Some idiots buy dirt at stores. WERE CHEAPER THEN DIRT!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I get a lot of my clothes from this homeless program my mom helps with at her church. If not from there, my mom will take requests if I want to get things from Value Village or Salvation Army when they have their 50% off sale. If I want nice things, I get it with my money.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Where does this money come from? From years and years of saving from relatives and whoever else.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Luckily, spending money is not something I do. I've learned from my parents to be as cheap as shit. But their is some part of me that will spend tons of money when it goes towards something I like. On my birthday, it told me to buy a Macbook Pro.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So ever since then, I've been broke. It's all cool. As I say, I'm not a big spender. I can make it through the rest of the year.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Center of Prologues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;This summer everyone in my family had plans except me. My brother is going to camp / away with his friend, my sister is working at a wadding pool, parents are boring fucks that don't do anything anyway and hence don't count, and then there's me :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Secretly I planned to just learn Pickup this summer, but telling my parents I wanted to do this did not seem like the best idea. Since they believed I had nothing, they concluded that Me having nothing = Me sitting at the computer all summer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;What do you do when your son, who is incredibly skillful, attractive, witty, amazing, superbulous... plans to waste it all sitting at a computer. Come on all you expert parents out there. You've been reading your Chatelaines and shit haven't you. WHAT DO YA DO?!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Well they decided I needed a job!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Fuck, this is going to interfere with my plans to approach strangers all summer. But what am I supposed to do? Say "No, I can't get a job.... I'm..... already busy.... OH FUCK IT.... I WANT TO SCREW GIRLS!".... ya, didn't think it would work. Better to just say I'll look for a job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 21px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THAT'S WHEN IT HAPPENED!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Oh shit.... you guys wanted to hear about yesterday. Let me just pause this story at the climax, right when your interested, right when your hearts beating faster to get that blood to your finger so you can scroll down to read what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Sorry guys, I'll finish this after I tell you what's been happening these last 2 days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;(It's called being a JACKASS.... but Mystery calls it multiple threading)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Alright. So the night before yesterday I had been up till 4. As always we were meeting at 1 and as always, getting there by 1... when you were up late the night before.... it's a bitch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;But I get there, I waste subway tickets to get there, the tired and messed up mess I am, and I get there in time. Too bad T-Diddles hadn't done the same. He gets there 20 minutes late or something. Whatever, I can't be bothered to put myself in a shitty mood over what time someone gets there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Were both tired, but start our venture. Were passing by the Rogers store when T-Diddles gets the bright idea to ask about iPhones (he wants one badddd.... more then he wants my dick in his butt.... ya.... I know!.... THAT MUCH! :P).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I just kept walking cause I couldn't care less, I just wanted to go to sleep. He yells at me to come back though... cause guess what.... THEY HAD ONE!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Yay!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We go into the store and T-Diddles talks to some short, balding, indian guy about all the different plans. Finally he chooses one and he's ready to make his purchase (purchasees? It was more then one, the plan and the phone right.... whatever). The guy asks for 2 pieces of indentifications.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles doesn't even have one!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;But short, balding, indian guys that work for rogers don't rest till they make a sale. He tells T-Diddles that if he can get some numbers from his bank, and his SIN from his mom, he can sell the phone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So now T-Diddles wastes more time calling people and the sales guy ditches us for some other dude.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I noticed the fucking phone was already being sold, but when I told T-Diddles he didn't hear me and I hate having to repeat myself so I just told him it was nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;He gets his bank #s, but his mommy doesn't have his other shit. Oh well, were happy to leave without saying a word to the sales guy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We left, I'm still feeling exhausted. T-Diddles uses his brillance to tell me that FOOD is a good way to get energy, so we decide to go for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We ran off to Quiznos and bought too much money worth of sandwich.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;That didn't really give me much of a buzz though so it's time for plan B (B ussualy stands for BAD!). We go to 7 Elevens and look at the energy dranks. I'd been noticing that they'd just been making me feel shitty the more I had them. But I was desperate, can't let this day go to waste!&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/2694617058_2b1f3eacd0.jpg" width="138" height="351" alt="22oznos-wcap.jpg" style="float:right; margin-top:4px; margin-right:4px; margin-bottom:4px; margin-left:4px; padding-top:4px; padding-right:4px; padding-bottom:4px; padding-left:4px;" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles and I chose the biggest, baddest, crack fullest, DRANK we could find. It had 375 mg of caffeine or so and 2300mg or so of Taurine... DAMN!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So we make our purchase and it's bottoms up! Drank, drank, drankin away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;While I'm drinking it I just feel weak... really weak, but it's making me happy so who cares. While we drank we walk round talking about shit. After a while we sat down and just drank drank.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;For the record, I don't do drugs. I've never smoked weed and never drank more then 1 bottle of beer. For a High School kid I should get props for that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I'm drinking this thing though... and I feel HIGH! I'm laughing at the stupidest things, I'm dancing around.... I feel weak, but as long as I drink I feel happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles finishes first his drank. He wanted me to go but I wanted to finish my drank PLUS I had done all that shit on Saturday... it was his turn. So I pointed out 1 set and he went. When he get's back it's "My Turn". I've finished my drank, so I guess it is.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;ONE PROBLEM, I FEEL LIKE SHIT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;While drinking the shit, it kept me happy. After finishing it, no more happy pappi. My whole body felt like a blood rush, I felt light headed, I thought I was going to faint.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles pointing out sets and I just keep saying "No, no, no, no, next, I'm not feeling well". He took this as AA, I was just being a pussy, maybe I was sick, but I was also a pussy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I guess ya, maybe I was. I can walk with him and talk to him (actually I kept tuning out to what he was saying and just stared dead ahead of me), why can't I do it with a set. Guess I'm a pussy. He tried showing me it was easy by asking the time, but I didn't give a shit, I just wasn't feeling good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We ended up leaving, me not having talked to anyone. I swore that I would go to bed at 10 that night though and be ready for the next day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Today wasn't a bad day. I had gone to bed the night before at 12:00 (fell asleep at 2 but was in bed at 12) and felt well rested. I tried eating lots, but wasn't too hungry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I left and found out I had no tickets, looked like I was walking. I got there almost 30 minutes late to a pissed off T-Diddles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;As always before we start theirs shit to do. T-Diddles wants to get a drink, return a wallet. I want to go to the water fountains. Tons of crap!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Whatever, it doesn't take too long and then it's time to start. I'm first up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Were walking around and I had in my mind the set I wanted to approach. It was a 2 set, both girls looked good and my age. But walking around with only one scenario in your mind is a bad way to set out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I saw 4 sets - Too many people&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I saw Older sets - I don't want to be a kid hitting on a 30 year old woman&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I saw Girls with ugly friends - Don't want to make the other feel bad&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Tons of scenarios, but I wanted that one. T-Diddles just kept pointing out people though, none matching what I wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Some were hot girl, but it wasn't the scenario I wanted. These I didn't talk to cause of fear, there, I said it!&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2694617454_2ebf09a7c2_m.jpg" width="190" height="187" alt="oldaznlady.jpg" style="float:right; margin-top:4px; margin-right:4px; margin-bottom:4px; margin-left:4px; padding-top:4px; padding-right:4px; padding-bottom:4px; padding-left:4px;" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Others were old, ugly or types of girls I didn't like (aka Black girls and Asian.... I'm not going to say sorry for only liking white chicks!). THESE WERE BECAUSE I DIDN'T LIKE THEM! I don't like talking to people I'm not attracted too, I don't want to learn to seduce these people. T-Diddles would tell me I had AA and was a pussy for not talking to them though. He likes old Asian ladies so to him the idea of not wanting to talk to one was crazy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;It's so hard working with someone who doesn't like the girls I like!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Eventually I broke through it though and approached this really hot, black haired lady. I said the opener and she was flattered, I didn't know whether to go on so I decided to eject (never eject, I know). Just as I say "Have a nice day" I could tell she was about to introduce herself. She's a bit flustered but says the same and I left.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;FUCK!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;After that I did a few more. I had the ones in between I didn't want to or was afraid, but I learned to break through it and go for it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I'd done about 7 or 8 but T-Diddles was still pissed, saying I'm a pussy and shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We decided to break and went to Quiznos. T-Diddles got some food and bitched at me the entire time about shit... more on that later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;When we get back I did more sets. Ones I didn't like included just so I didn't have to listen to him say I'm stupid and shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;At around 15 I'm walking around, avoiding people still and he asks if that's all. I could do more but I knew I could do them while he did his. So we started his turn.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;The first set I chose I wanted to get back and the little fucker!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I pointed out an alright looking set on this ramp. I told him to do it and he said "NO! Are you fucking stupid! Their ugly, I don't want to talk to them!". I just repeated his bullshit lines back to him though about "If their no good sets you have to approach ugly girls".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Hahaha, how do you like it! Alright let's go..... WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles just walks back to them and opens them. Fuck! Anything to prove a point I guess. He gets back and bitches about how easy that is and how I was still a baby for complaining about having to do it when he told me to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;That's it! This fuckers going down! I had to start doing some approaches as well. On the bottom floor their was a girl I told him to talk to, he didn't. So I thought, fine, watch this and ran back to talk to her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;On the third floor their were 2 hots girls leaning over the railing. I told him to approach but he said "No! Their ugly!". So once again I ran back and talked to them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We walked around a bit but didn't do too many sets. Maybe not because he was bitching but also because the number of hot girls seemed low.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;T-Diddles was angry I think about not doing too many and them not being good interactions. I'm happy though. All the "Good" days we've been jacked up on canned crack. I think you could say it's like guys going to bars and drinking before approaching. It's a crutch! Today we had none of that shit. It was all us and we did alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;We were there till 6 then had to split... but I was still in a pissed off mood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;HERE'S WHY! BACK TO THE ENDLOGUE!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENDLOGUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So as I was saying....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I agreed with my parents that I needed something to do and would get a job. I sort of wanted a job anyway, as long as it was something I wanted and enjoyed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I had applied to an apple store and never heard back, my parents were starting to forget about the job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;My sister had been looking too though. She needed something that she could do when her summer job finished. One of the places she applied was this really nice, really busy, Espresso Bar/ Cafe near my house. The guy hired her on the spot because supposedly lots of people had been quitting. They REALLY needed help.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;My sister came home and told my parents how easy she had gotten it and that I should get one too. WE COULD WORK TOGETHER! Add that onto the other list of pluses about this job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;1. It's 10 minutes walk from my house.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I was almost guaranteed a job.&lt;br /&gt;
3. It payed 9$ an hour! More if he liked me, PLUS TIPS!&lt;br /&gt;
4. I got a REALLY nice meal free when I took my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Awesome! I'd have money, I'd be working! It would be fun, plus all the shit I could buy!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;So I applied! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;That afternoon I found out I was hired! :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;The only problems surfaced when I got my schedule.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I was working 4 shifts the first week, ALL IN THE MORNING! My job had only 1 slot in the whole day so theirs no changing. This meant no more going to the mall and sarging on 4 of 7 days. I still had 3 days of unlimited, and the days I do work I can go after. Who knows though, this is only the first week, next week may be less.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PROBLEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Here's why T-Diddles was bitching at me a lot today. Feel free to comment.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-Diddles Thinks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;This job is STUPID! I could get any other job, any other place! This one is right when it's best to sarge. Everyday I work is a day I could be getting better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;If I want to get good at sarging I should be going out almost everyday, not just 3 times a week and after work, THE WHOLE DAY on most days! This is my chance to get good, I can get a job when the summers over. I will not get in time for school.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I should quit right now and find a new job (preferably none at all).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6Teen Thinks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I need the money. This job pays better then most other jobs I know of. It's close, it's fun, it's busy, it's GOOD!&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2694632782_2654c2b5b9_m.jpg" width="151" height="204" alt="IMG_1142 Cafe Girl, Rosalie Oil-canvas 100 x 74cm.jpg" style="float:right; margin-top:4px; margin-right:4px; margin-bottom:4px; margin-left:4px; padding-top:4px; padding-right:4px; padding-bottom:4px; padding-left:4px;" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;My parents will be pissed as shit if I quit, my employer will be pissed as shit and I will never be able to work there again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;The people there are nice, the job is pretty easy, it's a really nice place.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I need something to do this summer other then hit on girls! What do I tell people I did when I get back? I don't want to become some crazy guy that goes to the mall and hits on girls everyday! It's called A LIFE and girls are more attracted to a guy who has one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Sure, going out, everyday, with someone else, I'd probably do great. But what's wrong with going out with someone 3 or 4 days, and then the other 3 or 4 doing it by myself? It's not as fun, I don't have someone to push me. SO WHAT?!?!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Am I going to give up 300$ a week so that I can have someone with me when I go hit on chicks on 3 days? That's 100$ a day!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I could use the money to get someone somewhat good to come out with me and actually teach me! Maybe not a Mystery or a Tyler Durden, but some guy from a forum who is doing pretty well :P.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Nawww I wouldn't do that. People should be paying to hang out with me and hear my amazing jokes. Maybe I could do a trade, teaching in exchange for my amazing sense of humour (email me if your interested)! ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I will progress, regardless of whether it's at a mall with someone else, or just in my neighborhood!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Sarging should never be someones life, what they do everyday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;I think tooooo many guys get good and become dating coaches!!!! It pisses me off! For once I want to hear about a guy who gets good, best in the world, and uses his new found confidence to become head of a company or some shit. Not becoming a fucking loser who runs seminars every weekend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Oh well, I'll just have to be that guy. Look for the stand-up comedian who has orgys after his show! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;It's gonna be jokes!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;Peace :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-2416519732906716609?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/2416519732906716609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=2416519732906716609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2416519732906716609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2416519732906716609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-20-sarging-life.html' title='Report #20 - Sarging &amp;lt; Life'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/2694617058_2b1f3eacd0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-4341659142767038238</id><published>2008-07-19T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:04:45.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Widgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Themes'/><title type='text'>A Customized Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know T-Diddles is not the only one that reads this. I've got a tracker on this shit and theirs more of you!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don't worry I love you guys!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since I feel i'm getting better, I want to spice up this blog. If you know of good templates suggest them!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you have anything else regarding the look or feel of the posts or blog, LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I want to make it look nice. I can add stuff, lists of material, pics, anything!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tell me and I'll pleasure you.... content wise :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace Loves! :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-4341659142767038238?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/4341659142767038238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=4341659142767038238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/4341659142767038238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/4341659142767038238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/customized-blog.html' title='A Customized Blog'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-7253772041535960775</id><published>2008-07-19T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:03:20.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook Close'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improvements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking To Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving Targets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staying In Set'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #19 - Level Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I will always remember today as a turning point in my PUA development.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"OMG, TELL US WHY!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well this is how jackass writers get you to read everything. They tell you there's desert but before you get it you have to eat the broccoli!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What can I say, I'm a bitch :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let's eat this shit fast so we can get to the good stuff, ask for the bill, and go home to jerk off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So today started... slow?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like yesterday I woke up not feeling my prime. If I were to rate my attitude on a Transformers scale, I'd want to be a Megatron but was a Bumblebee.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just to let you know, my jokes make T-Diddles hot, and since he's the only feedback I'm getting this is what you have to deal with. It's called commenting bitches!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, so I ate, covered my nakedness (Ya I eat naked, you have a problem?) and set out on my Quest for a chick with nice Breasts. Since adventuring is easier when your jacked up on canned crack, I decided to make a purchase of an energy drank. I heard "Jolt" was good so I made my purchase and ventured onwards.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I get there T-Diddles decided to be late so I had to wait. I decided to start dranking my drink. I opened this massive can of crack only to have it spray all over me :(.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T-Diddles came soon after pumped to get his grove on. I decided not clean up my crack drank and instead left it for an old man to slip on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of course as always we didn't start our grooving right away, we had much more important shit to do.... literally I had to shit bad... crack does not sit well in ma belly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We go to the washroom, clean up and go out again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had mentioned to T-Diddles earlier I was interested in on of Apples various touch products, specifically the iTouch. Although I didn't have the money, T-Diddles wanted to go look at them. We caused havoc at the store for a while. Messed with the iTouches and i'llPhones You.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we were pretty sure the employees were disappointed with us we decided to bounce to a new venue. Specifically the Wireless Wave so T-Diddles could mess with more iPhones then see how long it took the employees to fix them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once I convinced he was wasting time we decided it was serious business time. At least it would have been if my can of crack wasn't making me feel sick. We decided to get food, THEN we could start.... haha, were soo full of shit. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We go for food that will make us sick cheap. I have the same taste in food as I do for hookers....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yummmm yummm, all done. We head back to the mall. On the way T-Diddles randomly tells me to pretend he's a girl and to approach him. I was confused until I figured out he wanted me to practice opening with him. We formulated an Opener so spectacular, that it makes even men give us their number.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Only thing left to do is to use it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But before that we decided to return our Wireless Headphones. T-Diddles also decided he needed to point out to the store clerk my limited knowledge when it comes to the topic of hot girls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ALRIGHT, NOW WE HAVE TO APPROACH!!!! Like I've heard of procrastination... but this is a whole to level of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So we are in the mall, walking round. T-Diddles says he's got a cramp so I stop and sit with him. I do this grounding exercise I learned from our buddy the hypnotist.... it sorta worked. Maybe just be placebo though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But the AA is still there. It's always gonna come up when trying something new though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The other day though I read about something called a pattern interrupt. Basically, when you are getting AA, you have a pattern of seeing a set, and thinking about how stupid it would be to talk to them. What you need to do is break the pattern. The recommended way to do this is by acting like a monkey. It sounded like a fake technique I would put in a book of my own for shits and giggles but I decided to try it. T-Diddles and I agreed we'd do it... just not near the mall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We head out. Once were a few blocks away I decide it's a good spot to pretend were monkeys. T-Diddles all of a sudden doesn't want to though. Whatever, I don't need him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I ran down the street acting like a monkey, then through Dundast Square acting like a monkey, then through a crowd acting like a monkey. People were pointing and T-Diddles was telling them I was retarded, but whatever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that I felt pretty good, tired, but pretty good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We started walking through the mall again. We decided I should go first because I did less the day before. T-Diddles points out ugly people I don't really want to talk to. He says it's practice but I insisted that's not the kind of practice you use a direct opener on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let me just say what direct is all about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Direct: Being spontaneous, being HONEST, being sincere (something that's hard to fake).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could go up to some chicks I didn't like, it wouldn't be honest or sincere... it would just be me saying a line. I could say the line to him and it would almost be the same amount of practice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I just kept telling him no and let him whine about how I shouldn't care and just do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I saw a 2 set, a brunette and a blonde. They were heading towards the elevator. I told T-Diddles I was going for it and started my "Speed Walk". It's a speed walk, not a run. I do it whenever I don't intend to approach or am REALLY unsure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By the time I got there they were down the elevator and walking away. T-Diddles saying "Go! Before they walk into a store!". So I continue my speed walk, the whole time thinking whether or not to go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then it hit me "FUCK IT!"!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I switched to a run and tapped them on the shoulder, he's what happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Hey, I have to go quick, but your cute I had to say hi.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I put in pauses, said it slow. The first part they had a straight face, but when cute came they lit up and started giggling. There was HB(Blonde) and HB(Brown).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Blonde) and HB (Brown): Hahaha, Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: I know, that's pretty random right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Blonde): No! Not at all!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): What's your name?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: My names _____, what's yours?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): I'm X&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Shake hand*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Nice to meet you X, and yours?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Blonde): Mines Y.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Nice to meet you Y. So what have you guys been doing today?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Not much, just shopping.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Nice, which stores?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Aritzia (&lt;em&gt;I dunno if that's how you spell it :S)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Omg, cool! Whenever I'm in there everyone's soo.... &lt;em&gt;(I wanted to say hot, cause at least 2 times a day I'll be chasing down a girl and she'll head into Aritzia... but I saved myself&lt;/em&gt;) rich!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Hahaha, well you know, were just spending our extra pay check money.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Paycheck? Where do you work?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Oh, were from Hamilton.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: And you came all this way just to shop? :O How far is Hamilton exactly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Like 1 hour or so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Cool, you never told me what your job was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Oh, we organize events.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: OOOooo lala! Events! What kind of EVENTS are we speaking of?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Hahaha, Weddings&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: :O You plan wedding?!? OMG! That's sick. Do you ever get to go to any?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Hahaha, yaaaa :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(I know it seems all like HB Brown... I can't remember word for word and who said what. I was just talking shit. After she said that I was amazed to hear myself say...)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Omg, you guys are sooo cool! Here, I have to go. Write your contact info? You have facebook or something?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Brown): Oh ya, here :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Writes her name*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;HB(Blonde): Write down mine too! :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: Cool, I'll add you guys! Have a nice day!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think this calls for a:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DAMN GURRRRLLLLL!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My first close!!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before I go onto later events I'll just say what was wrong with this.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Too short, should have talked more with them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Not enough sharing. I should have given more "Non-Question" answers. For example, talking about the things she said, anything instead of asking about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Should have made her Qualify. I sort of did with "Aritzia? That's expensive" and them saying "Well we have our paycheck to spend".... not enough though.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Kept talking after the close. I just got it and got out. I should have stayed and made the info be like a side thing to talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Talk more to HB(Blonde). I know she talked more then I said, but I should have asked her things. I gave too much attention to HB(Brown), probably cause she was the target. MISTAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's all I can think, but tell me more if you see them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So after that I go see T-Diddles. He's freaked out! He can't believe I did it! I'm just SUPER excited!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We walk around as I try to calm myself down. T-Diddles is still amazed. But it's over, time to move on. So I say "Alright, sick, okay, your turn now". But this guy wants more magic from me. He won't go unless I do ONE more. T-Diddles says "I will, I will go. I just want to know that it wasn't a fluke, it was your pure skill".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was too excited after that, I didn't fee like another. But he insisted and pointed out yesterday he had done more, I had to even it out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alright, fine, whatever!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So he points out a girl walking alone (I would say this was a bad idea. I don't like getting told who to go Direct on, I like choosing and doing it myself.).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Whatever I approach, do the opener.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She smiles but kinda keeps moving. I walk with her and ask if it's random. She says it is. I ask what she's doing and she says she's going to a soccer game with her parents and BOYFRIEND. For some reason (I feel like an idiot now for saying this) I go "Ohhh, that sounds boring". She didn't really say anything so I ejected and let her go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mistakes with this one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Didn't stop her. I kind of kept walking with her. I should have stopped, planted and kept talking no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. My body language or tonality was a bit off probably. I should make sure I get that down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. I told her the soccer game was boring.... WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING THAT MAKES THAT SEEM BORING!?!?! Fighting bears?!?! I should have asked something OR even better ASSUMED, by saying something like "Do you play soccer" OR "OMG! Your a soccer player?".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Whatever though, she had a Boyfriend, I'm not going to get into his business.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I went back and talked to T-Diddles. I say "Alright, whatever, your turn". But the little bitch isn't satisfied!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He says "No! Your doing another! I'm not going till you close another girl!". In my head I'm thinking "Dude... I've only done it once. I can't just pull that shit out of my ass. It's getting late, you haven't done shit! I've done 2 and acted like a fucking monkey!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I tried explaining this but he was unmovable. He seemed really pissed off too. He said shit like "I don't want to do this anymore, I'm quitting PU". I was stunned. "Excuse me?! Just do it! I'll go again after you". T-Diddles said he was going home if I wasn't going again. So I said "Fine, I need to go buy pants, I'll go do that now.".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He told me he would come buy the pants, then after I had to do another. Ugh!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We went shopping and I got my shit. By the time we were done though I had to do, and so did he. T-Diddles was just complaining about how big a waste of a day it was. Called me a baby for not doing it. Hahaha, hypocrite :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's the end of the fun story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'd just like to mention now some stuff I've notice since starting this though. It's stuff me and T-Diddles have both noticed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality Shift!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ever since starting this we are becoming different people. T-Diddles got told at work by some girl that he'd changed. "A 360 degree change, happy at work now, happy and cooler in general". He used to not like Subways and stores because he thought everyone was looking at him. Now he just doesn't give a shit and whistles to his music on the subway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Same here!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had to go shopping today. I remember I would look for pants that looked nice, my size, I'd buy them and leave. Actually I had to have my sister come and find them. I felt stupid looking at clothes. I thought people were looking and judging me based on what I was checking out. I refused to use the change room too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today, no problem. I had fun shopping :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've noticed old fears leaving and new ones coming. I'm not as afraid of people any more. I used to not want to look or have any thing to do with strangers. People trying to hand stuff out or selling were like seeing a gang of gangsters walking my way. I'd almost go to the other side of the street to avoid them!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now it's different. I joke with the Sick Kids guys when they ask for money.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I used to HATE forums. I was scared shitless to post because if people didn't like what I wrote in anyway it hurt. I'd get notified of a reply and my heart would beat faster.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now I don't give a shit. I went on this guys forum and posted a long thing of stuff I didn't like that he was doing. Everyone on the site loves this guy and I knew people wouldn't like everything I wrote.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I DON'T CARE THOUGH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But as I said, old ones go, new ones come.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm not afraid to approach, today I got a number though. Now I'm wondering if they'll message me back, will they think I'm too young (I'm 16... their 20 something :S), will they not accept my friend request, will they write something awkward to me??!!?! What's going to go wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hahaha, the one added me, I worried about them maybe not for nothing!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Really I shouldn't care though. Who cares. I don't know them, I talked to them, they liked me, if they change that cause of something on facebook they aren't cool people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I keep on trecking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace Out! :D&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-7253772041535960775?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/7253772041535960775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=7253772041535960775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7253772041535960775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7253772041535960775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-19-level-complete.html' title='Report #19 - Level Complete'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-5965443716424961634</id><published>2008-07-18T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:27:44.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gettting Served'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Untitled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anchoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking To Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving Targets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chewing Gum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camera Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Limiting Beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #18 - The Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Big Day!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday we got a taste for the Direct approach, Today we ate it for dinner! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I woke up I wasn't really feeling in the mood to do this stuff. It was really early (for me :P) but whatever. I did all my shit, eating and getting ready. By the time I was done though I only had 20 minutes to get out there :S. No time to get energy drinks or even to walk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I ended up just taking the streetcar and accidently got off a stop early just as I hear the clock clang 12:00. Whatever, I get there when I get there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm late, whatever, me and the Diddles talk specifics. Lucky guy had a beastly energy drink and I didn't :(. FUCK!. Whatever. At 12:15 we book and go different ways. The rules are...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- We each have 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;
- For it to count you need to transition the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
- Opening Direct and Transitioning gets you 1 point.&lt;br /&gt;
- Getting a Phone Number gets you 5 points.&lt;br /&gt;
- If we see each other we can't say how many we've done.&lt;br /&gt;
- Meet back at the start point after the 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;
- You lose 1 point for every 5 minutes your late.&lt;br /&gt;
- The one with less points pays the other 20$.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ding Ding Ding, I'm off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I run up stairs, see two girls sitting down. I start thinking "Next one, their too young" too which I reply "Go fuck yourself!". I go open, exchange name with them, ask how their days going, cool, I don't care, see ya later!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;YAY! Energy boost, 1 down in like 5 seconds. I go to the 3rd floor... not many people, TILL I SEE T-DIDDLES WALKING TOWARDS ME!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He starts asking how many I've done but I won't tell him. He keeps asking though so I finally tell him 1. He freaks out cause he hasn't done any! Woot, I'm winning, nothing to it. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I get through the third floor, go down 2 floors to the 1st. I see 2 girls walking towards the food court. The inner dialogue starts up: "Your winning, their passing, keep moving". Good thing I was on top of it "Hahaa, I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I prance over, spin them my way and open them up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Woot, 2 done, I'm da man!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now I want to mention something important. At the start of summer I bought 2 packs of 5 Gum, Rain. For some reason I think chewing gum makes me look bad-ass or something, so whenever we hang out, right when we start, I chew a stick of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THIS IS IMPORTANT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At this point I realized I wasn't chewing my gum, so I pulled it out and got moving. I notice a set and the inner dialogues still there "Don't do it, it's not a great one, the next one will be better". So I walk on the 1st floor and don't approach. Then I notice the T-Diddles again, he grabs me again and demands to know how many I've gotten. I don't tell him at first, but give in again. I've done 2, he's done 1. Wow, I ignored some sets but I'm still winning. Let's keep it up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Keep walking, but all the sets I see make me think "I don't want to, not this one, the next one, I dunno she looks old, are those her parents?"... stuff like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I walked around for 45 minutes or so and decided to throw out my gum.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that I felt a bit better. I was thinking I could do some more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I saw T-Diddles. He runs up to me and says "OMG! I've done soo many! I'm not even joking! How many have you done?!". I'm freaked out cause I've only done 2 but I've got a bit of hope cause he's a liar. So I asked how many and he says "15!!!!!". I just think "FUCK!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I tried booking it but he grabs me and is desperate to know how many I've done. After I tell him he's soo disappointed. I decide at this point I'm not gonna beat him and admit to defeat. After that I had to deal with getting told how easy it was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I decided I needed to get more then 2. The energy drink worked for him so I went for one too. I bought one and we walked around the block while the mall refreshed (I didn't want to approach the same people as him).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haha, random side-note. We went to Dundast Square and saw one of Kenny's (From Kenny vs Spenny) camera men.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway. After walking and talking the shit we head back in. I was definitely feeling a lot better after the drink and the walk. We ran around the mall and did some more sets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of the things I tried was a way of opening a moving set. T-Diddles had been just stopping them while they walked by. I wanted to try another way I had heard. I walked by the set, they saw me. After they passed, I turned round and ran back, tapped them on the shoulder and used the direct opener.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They were super happy! :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Something about it. I think they were proud they stopped me in my tracks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The final number of approaches was about 20 for T-Diddles and 7 for 6Teen. After that we called it a day cause T-Diddles had to go to work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And we all lived happily ever after, knowing the next day we would be able to rock it even better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now for everyone thinking "Why the fuck did he tell me to remember the gum?!?!". I think I may know why I had trouble approaching. For anyone who has studied NLP you know you can anchor certain emotions. You can do this by pinching yourself, touching your arm, or in my case CHEWING THE SAME GUM, whatever you want whenever you are experiencing the feeling very strongly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ever since we've started, as soon as we head out I start chewing this gum. And whenever we go out I have those strong, nervous, scared feelings. I think that by chewing the gum, I anchored my AA. :S&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So looks like I'll have to hold off the gum for a while and only chew it when I feel really good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A good day though none the less!!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just want to point out there are lots of programs for getting rid of AA. Their 21 day things where you go out and ask for the time everyday... this gets you past your AA 21 days later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is Report #18. After going out 18 days I've almost completely rid myself of AA, and gotten to the level where I can use one of the most ballsiest openers! Damn Gurrrrllll I'm looking FINE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've noticed the confidence boost. This is a bad example but I'll say it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm a hater of forums. I don't think i get anything out of them and whenever I post I'm worried about how people will respond. My heart beats faster when I get a reply because I'm afraid it will be some jackass making fun of what I said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I had to post in this forum though. I needed to vent some hating for a site on their own forum :P. When I got a response I figured it was probably going to be someone mad at me... but I didn't care! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wow, 18 days and my forum phobia is gone! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;BTW, Totally worth it ;).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now I start entering what I would consider my area of expertise. Just plain shooting the shit with girls! T-Diddles may be able to open like a beast, but I have a feeling conversing might be an area I can rock at. But we'll see!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cover yourself girls!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm cuming for ya ;).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PEACE OUT!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-5965443716424961634?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/5965443716424961634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=5965443716424961634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5965443716424961634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5965443716424961634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-18-competition.html' title='Report #18 - The Competition'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-3203928321355599295</id><published>2008-07-17T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:57:24.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mixed Sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Close'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><title type='text'>Goals For Tommorow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Goals always seem to motivate me. Here are some of my goals for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;1. Approach 20 Sets Or More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;2. Get 2 numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;3. Open 1 mixed set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;4. Approach a set within the first 3 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="font-size: 4px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;5. Beat T-Diddles and get 20$ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-3203928321355599295?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/3203928321355599295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=3203928321355599295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3203928321355599295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3203928321355599295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/goals-for-tommorow.html' title='Goals For Tommorow'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-6858085221914782829</id><published>2008-07-17T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:57:46.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yorkdale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking To Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #17 - The Direct Approach</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As far as I'm concerned, if your approaching during the day, direct is the way to go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girls know why you're talking to them, why waste time talking about Bullshit and get the point. Today was the start of my Direct career.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The day started off at Yorkdale. I'd never been there while it was busy. Most hot girls seemed to be with their parents. T-Diddles got a set in pretty quick. He got the perfect opportunity with this lady, sitting by herself in a quieter part of the mall. It took pushing but he did it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before that I had been asking a few people for the time. I thought if I got my mind into chatty mode I could do it... but no. Something about going up and being direct is really hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After the T-Diddles sucked up the pain and did it though, we went and ate. It was some greek place. While he was standing in line I notice this one cute girl sitting at the table in-front of the food place. She was looking at me and I thought "Approach? Nawww...". T-Diddles starts telling me to sit down and motions to the spot beside the girls. So I was like "They were looking at me...why don't I talk to them". While I struggled in my mind what to do, the people sitting sort of close to the girls left. Now chairs farther away from them were available... we didn't HAVE to sit beside them.... there were spots farther down. But by this point I'd convinced myself to do it. So I sat beside them and said "What's up?!". The one friend just have WTF look and says "Nothing". I had no clue what to say so I kinda just left and pretended I needed to talk to the T-Diddler.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Awkward!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So when I went back we sat a bit farther down and I ignored the chicks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the food was finished we went back down to do more sets. I was looking for the perfect sets. Someone I actually did find cute and wanted to talk to. I couldn't see anyone really though. T-Diddles talked to some more people who were pumped whenever he told them they were "Super Cute". Two of the sets got FAFed (Flattered As Fuck) and the other two ignored him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still hadn't done any and was looking for a good group. Finally I saw 3 girls standing round a map, I didn't have to think or tell myself to do it, I just did it. It was funny though. Since it was a 3 set I said "Hey, you guySSSS are really cute". The one girl gave me a serious look and said "All of us?". In reality maybe not all... but to avoid being mean I said "Ya... all of you". Then she lit up and got FAFed. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yorkdale at this point didn't seem to be providing enough targets, so we decided to go to the Eaton Center again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here we did some more. Not many though. I did one more, another really good one though :). It was 4 girls, leaning over this railing. I walked up, turned them round and told them they were all super cute. Too bad THEY DIDN'T SPEAK ENGLISH! AHHHH. When I left I saw 4 guys just looking at me.... I dunno if those were their girls or if they thought I had monster balls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T-Diddler did a few more people who were by themselves. Maybe 2 or 3.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that though, despite there being a good amount or people... I couldn't approach. The ride to Yorkdale killed the mood, the approaches got the adrenaline moving, the ride back killed it again, then by the time we had done some more the energy was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T-Diddles said it was a waste, he'd done 7 and I'd done 3... 6 if you add the people I asked for the time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I say it was a good day, maybe not spectacular... but good. What have we done up till now, indirect. Sure when we did that we could each do almost 20 in a day. Great, I'd say that means no more fear of indirect. Now were upping our game with a harder approach.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we did indirect it was pretty good. We could approach and we had stuff to say to keep the ball rolling for at least a bit. All that took about 4 days or practice to get though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now were trying out something new, harder and more advanced. Is it a surprise that we only did a few?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So he can say we've been wasting our time, were not getting anywhere. But I like to be positive and say we've come a ways and were doing well. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The plan for tomorrow should get the ball rolling even more though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bahaha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So whenever me and the other one walk around, all that happens is a non-stop dialogue of "It's your turn, go, okay fine I'll go, no you, what do I say, I forgot the opener, what do I say after that, point out a set and I'll approach, alright that one didn't count, that one neither, alright next one I swear!". It's terrible and not very motivating. And why should I talk to girls when I have this crazy guy to talk to the whole time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So tomorrow I'm ditching that guy. Were both going to walk around separately for 2 hours. Were both going to be competing though. Each person needs to approach and get as many numbers as possible. The person with the most will get a cash reward from the other. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This will work because:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. We won't have each other to talk to and waste time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. We'll be motivated by money.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. We won't know how many the others done, just have to do as many as we can.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Results tomorrow! CAN YOU WAIT?!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Till Then, Peace!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-6858085221914782829?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/6858085221914782829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=6858085221914782829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6858085221914782829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6858085221914782829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-17-direct-approach.html' title='Report #17 - The Direct Approach'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-554997482663406145</id><published>2008-07-16T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:39:20.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I&apos;m At'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sticking Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Limiting Beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking To Girls'/><title type='text'>Why I Ass Fuck My Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One of the things PUA1 recommended me to do was write down things I can do at the end of my blog posts (aka "Field Reports") to improve. So here's my piece on how I think of myself, my beliefs and where I'm at.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where I'm At:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right now I have a dying urge to go do this stuff as much as I can. When I'm at home all my problems seem to work out. I'm not fearing having to go out. I'm excited and I believe when I go out I'll get great results. I know if I go out and approach as many girls as possible it will just blast my progress.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I get to the mall it's a different story. My fears come back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- What if she ignores me?&lt;br /&gt;
- Will she think I'm weird?&lt;br /&gt;
- Is doing this weird?&lt;br /&gt;
- Does she not want to be talked to?&lt;br /&gt;
- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?&lt;br /&gt;
- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haha, that's all my fears. Maybe I'll get more if she has a bitchy vibe when I see her but this is the main list.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Personally I think I'm very good with girls. I really do think I'm a cool guy, I really do think I'm funny. My biggest problem is breaking the silence and going and talking to them. I think if I could get past these fears, and be able to approach confidently, knowing they are going to react positively no matter what, I'd be light years closer to being REALLY good at this stuff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe that's cocky or something, but it's what I really believe. So right now I'm going to try and break down these fears with a sledge hammer or reason.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1: Looking at both sides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- What if she ignores me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What if she stops dead in her tracks and gives me all her attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Will she think I'm weird?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Might she think I'm the ballsiest, most confident guy she's ever met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Is doing this weird?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Is being attracted to girls, wanting to meet them, and having a desire to be with them weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Does she not want to be talked to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Have I ever met a super hot girl who is super shy and doesn't like talking to people? Or are they all super social, chatty and popular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How long does it take to hook? A minute or less? Can I not talk about shit for 1 minute? Doesn't she want to be as comfortable about it as me? Won't she work just as hard to not get the silence as I will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Does she know anything about me? Do I have to talk to someone for them to think I'm a creepy loser? Can I just as easily be a loser by walking around, avoiding social interactions my whole life, sitting home alone, not getting invited out, jerking off because I can't get action? Isn't it the only way not to be a loser talking to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: Answer My Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- What if she ignores me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What if she stops dead in her tracks and gives me all her attention?&lt;br /&gt;
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It's true, she's just as likely to really want to talk to me as she is to really not want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If she stops and is really eager to talk to me, on a scale of 1-10 how good is that going to make me feel? I'd say an 8 :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If she walks by without a word, on a scale from 1-10 how much is that going to hurt? I'd say a 1... maybe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So really, I can't really fear her ignoring me. If she does it doesn't really hurt, who cares. If she stops though and likes talking to me it's going to boost my confidence SOO much. Really I can only gain confidence by talking to people. And the one's that ignore me? Who gives a shit, the more it happens the less I'll care anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Will she think I'm weird?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Might she think I'm the ballsiest, most confident guy she's ever met?&lt;br /&gt;
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I've decided to send my game in a very "Direct" sort of direction. So let's go over this "weird" situation pretending I'm in the girls situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm walking around, bored, hanging out with my friend which I do every week. Were talking about the same lame, boring stuff. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then all of a sudden a really hot girl starts walking straight towards me, tells me to stop. Looks me dead in the eyes and says "Omg, I know this is very forward... but you are the cutest guy I've seen all day!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How fucking good would that make me feel? Forget she's hot, she's a mediocre looking girl, but she comes up and tells me I'm the cutest guy she's seen all day. What am I going to start thinking?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Ewwww, what a weird ugly girl. Why would you say that? Go away, your creepy and weird!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's so hard to even type that it's soo fucking STUPID! I'd be flattered as fuck! I don't care if she's ugly, I'd light up and be happy. I'd talk to her if she wanted to chat.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The truth is I don't think I'm a "mediocre" looking guy even. I think I'm attractive to girls. I've been told by a lot of girls that i'm cute and such. A girl wouldn't be concerned by how I look though, she'd be thinking "What a ballsy guy to come and say that to me".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The idea that I will get "That's weird" as a reaction is so unlikely it sickens me to think this is (or was) a fear of mine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Is doing this weird?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Is being attracted to girls, wanting to meet them, and having a desire to be with them weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the opposite question tells all. I can answer with 100% certainty that the answer to that is no!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Does she not want to be talked to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Have I ever met a super hot girl who is super shy and doesn't like talking to people? Or are they all super social, chatty and popular?&lt;br /&gt;
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm trying to think of the last time I was walking down the street thinking "IF A GIRL TALKS TO ME I'M GOING TO BE SO FUCKING PISSED!". I'd LOVE a girl to just come up and chat with me. Why wouldn't girls not be the same?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe guys less so, but even so, if it was a cool guy I'D BE PSYCHED!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm a cool guy, guys will be pumped to talk to me.... I'm a guy so girls should be pumped to talk to me by default :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How long does it take to hook? A minute or less? Can I not talk about shit for 1 minute? Doesn't she want to be as comfortable about it as me? Won't she work just as hard to not get the silence as I will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I'll try my hardest to keep it going. I'll find something about their clothes, something they said, something in the environment, &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING.&lt;/strong&gt; Really though there shouldn't be any silence. I should get my conversation skills to a point where this doesn't happen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What am I talking to, getting them there though... they are there!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Can I not actually keep a conversation going with anyone? My mom, my friends, anyone? Of course I can! So fuck this thought that "Oh I can't keep a conversation".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just met her... the things I can talk about are endless. I can banter with her, ask her what she thought of me talking to her. If I get going I should be able to keep it going. I know this isn't that hard and shouldn't be a concern. I just have to ask things I care about and that interest me and then listen to how she responds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm realizing how writing how dumb this is, I'm gonna just take down ideas of things I can randomly talk about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Do you get approached often? I can add in "By nice young men?".&lt;br /&gt;
- If she's not giving good answers. "Why are you so shy?" "Why don't you have an oppinion?" "You need to try harder then this if your to keep me entertained, what's the craziest thing you've ever done?". The list goes on, I thought of those in 10 secs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THIS IS NOT A VALID FEAR!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Does she know anything about me? Do I have to talk to someone for them to think I'm a creepy loser? Can I just as easily be a loser by walking around, avoiding social interactions my whole life, sitting home alone, not getting invited out, jerking off because I can't get action? Isn't it the only way not to be a loser talking to them?&lt;br /&gt;
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tell her friends what? She met some weird guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So FUCKITY DO WHAT?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So they know she met someone weird... someone that could be any one of the billions of people on this planet! I can't remember a persons face unless I hang out with them for a really long time. Even the PUAs today I'm sure I'll forget what they look like in a day or two. People aren't going to remember you from a 1 minute interaction. They have better things to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;She may think it's weird. IT'S WEIRD. IT'S being the key word. IT'S meaning not you, the interaction. She can't think YOU'RE weird, she doesn't even know you. Even if some guys came up to me and did the craziest shit, I wouldn't be able to say "THOSE GUYS ARE FUCKED UP!". I'd say "THAT WAS FUCKED UP!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know I've heard "They aren't rejecting you, it's the opener" and would think "Well that's how I frame it, but they'll frame it the other way". Well now that I think of it, if I "rejected a cold approach" I would actually feel like I rejected the action, not the person. So it works both ways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But if that's not enough then look at it this way.... WHO GIVES A FLYING FUCK?!?! So what, she didn't like me, I guess I'll have to find one of the other millions of other beautiful women that do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alright, so those are my fears and why they're dumb. I don't think I've ever heard a legit fear.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now that I know how fucked up and stupid my fears are I am going to learn to get rid of them completely. They don't stop me from pain, I'm in pain not getting what I want in life. They have no real purpose but to hold me back from what I want and what will make me happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So all together now before I go, let's all agree to shout in unison.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK FEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace out! :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-554997482663406145?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/554997482663406145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=554997482663406145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/554997482663406145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/554997482663406145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-ass-fuck-my-fears.html' title='Why I Ass Fuck My Fears'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-3786257717951723817</id><published>2008-07-16T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:31:56.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Met a PUA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direct Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kicked Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Limiting Beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking To Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #16 - Meeting More PUAs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was supposed to just be another day sarging... and by the looks of the start, a bad one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think we really need to stop procrastinating. After meeting up we tend to go get food, go get money, go do this or that. Just things that waste time and pull our focus from what were there to do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm making a rule right now. After I meet up with the T-Diddler, I have to approach 5 sets before I can do anything else. Before I can buy stuff, before I can go to the washroom, before ANYTHING! I'm getting up and going.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was bad because after meeting up we went to the bank, went for food, it would have been terrible if we'd started to try sarging after that. We'd done all this stuff, gone to banks, ate food. The last thing on the list before sarging was an energy drink.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So were walking and T-Diddle says "Yo! That guy is so a pua". I looked and sure enough this cool dressed guy is talking to this girl. I looked just in time to see him leave the set. I thought "Sick, we should meet these guys and they can help us". These guys weren't like our other friend we met, they were older and seemed to know what they were doing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We weren't sure though if they really were so we decided to follow and see if they opened anyone else. Sure enough they did in no time. T-Diddles asked me if we should talk to them so I said "Ya! Go when they come this way and ask if they've read the game". All of a sudden he started saying "No, no. Who cares, we don't need them, let's just go". I couldn't believe it. I told him he had to talk to them, I was the one who approached the PUA last time. The idea of having to talk to them just made him not want to meet with them either more. He was saying "No, no. Common, who cares, let's go.... you do it". I just thought "Ugh, why argue?".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I sat at the end of the hall and waited for them to finish the set they were in. When they came by I went up and said "Hey, have you guys read the game?". This seemed to put them on the defensive. They said "Ya, why do you say that, cause were talking to girls? We don't use the stuff from that book thougn". I don't know but it seemed like they were sort of startled. I just said "Oh that's awesome, us too!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We talked for a bit and they said "Oh cool, well were going to eat now. If you guys want to come we'll work on limiting beliefs and we can do stuff with you guys. I was pumped! :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We walked with them for a bit. They needed to go into the source to find something. The one guy (I'll call him PUA1) pointed out this lady on the phone at the counter and said "Go ask her how her days going". In all honesty, she wasn't that attractive, she was on the phone, and she was working... I really didn't want to. At the same time I wanted to do what these guys were saying cause it seemed they knew what to do. In the end I didn't do it. Me and the T-Diddles just looked at phones while PUA1 opened this russian girl and PUA2 looked for what he needed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I should mention at this point they both had tennis balls. PUA1 had given his ball to the russian girl but PUA2 still had his and didn't want it. So after walking out of the store, there was a sort of balcony thing and PUA2 says "Set there" and throws his ball down off the balcony. I thought he did it to open a set he saw but turns out he just didn't want it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after he does that I see 2 security guards at the one end of the Balcony, they start walking towards us after he throws it. PUA1 and PUA2 had been walking a bit behind us and me and the T-Diddles had been walking a bit ahead. I was hoping the security guards would think they weren't with us... but we weren't that fortunate. The guy comes over and yells at PUA2. He says he should call the cops and get us thrown out. He escorts both of them and us out of the building.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the escalator we got a bit yelled at too. I just tried to play it off as though I was disgusted as well and didn't know why he did it. Anyway, we got kicked out :(.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;These guys were looking for a charger for their cell so we headed into future shop. PUA1 set off the alarm walking in. This cute asian girl who worked by the exit was there and asked what might have set it off. PUA1 said "I don't know, maybe it's my condoms" :P. It turned out it was and he started messing with her, offering her his condoms to hold onto.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While he was doing that PUA2 pointed something hilarious out. We were standing there looking at phones or something and he said "Oh look, Spenny is over there if you want to say Hi to him" :P. Hahaha, sure enough Spenny (from Kenny vs Spenny) was standing there :P. Me and the T-Diddles went up and said hi. Told him we loved the show and we liked him better then Kenny. He didn't sound very enthusiastic that we were talking to him :P, he also looked dressed and groomed crapy. Now that I think about it, we should have asked him if he wanted us to show him how to game girls :P.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that those two still wanted something to eat so me and T-Diddles just sort of tagged along. They went to this Korean Grill place. We'd already eaten so I just ordered a drink and hung out with them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;These guys turned out to be pretty cool. The one (PUA2) had been studying online for 4 years before going out and doing stuff. This guy had been at it for 7 months so far and gotten results (a lay after around 300 approaches). He'd taken a bootcamp and his game seemed very direct and aggressive. He seemed to open with "Omg! I just saw you and your so fucking sexy I just had to come over and say Hi!". I think it was too high energy (something PUA1 kept telling him) and also the swearing was a bit much for the day. I didn't see it work for him but who knows.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PUA1 had only been going out with other people for a week or two. He'd been to a David Deangelo seminar and said it blew his mind. I don't know how long he'd been doing it but I'm guessing less then 7 months.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, so we talked to these guys for a few hours it must have been about just random pickup stuff. They told us stories about stuff they had done and their views on certain aspects of game.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After eating I was sort of in "Talking with friends mode" instead of "Picking up girls mode". We left though and they wanted to do stuff. We mainly just walked down the street and said "Hi" to everyone. Sort of less then what I expected from these guys. PUA2 ran across the street to use his "Fucking Sexy" opener on a woman, but it didn't turn out well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know how we got to this but we started talking about being ballsy. The idea popped into someone's head of going up to people and saying "Hey, me and my friends are looking to get laid, are you interested?".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We all did it, it wasn't as has as I thought and after that, the prospect of telling a girl she's cute was nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was about the climax of our approaches though. I was a bit disappointed by how little we did. We kept walking with them though because they were going in my houses direction to where all these computer stores are.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After going to the store near my house I decided to call it a day, and they did too. We exchanged numbers so maybe in the future we'll see them again. It's always good to have a list of PUAs. I have a group on msn just for PUAs. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So all in all, not a very productive day, but cool none the less.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well, were getting there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace out! :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-3786257717951723817?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/3786257717951723817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=3786257717951723817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3786257717951723817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3786257717951723817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-16-meeting-more-puas.html' title='Report #16 - Meeting More PUAs'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-2568447921474411743</id><published>2008-07-12T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:13:33.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul McKenna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypnosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuperConfidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypno-Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Close'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feeling Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ejecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archer Sloan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rejection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Met a PUA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missed Oppertunities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supreme Self Confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staying In Set'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Diddles'/><title type='text'>Report #15 - I Have SuperConfidence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Once again, back at the malls!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Recently I've been looking into products for Inner Game. I was suggested a few like "Paul McKenna - Supreme Self Confidence" and "Archer Sloan - SuperConfidence". I've been doing Hypnotica's "Collection of Confidence" and I'll almost finished. I just need to go out and do something crazy, like wear a dildo on my head (I wanted to go to a mall and offer free hugs to everyone but T-diddles thinks that's stupid...).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Supreme Self-Confidence" was recommended by our Hypnotherapy friend. I tried it and the Trance part is crazy... I was so relaxed I felt out of my body.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"SuperConfidence" was one I found on a torrent site. I filtered out everything except the Hypnosis/ NLP torrents and ordered everything by times downloaded. It was the second most downloaded in that category. I looked at peoples comments and they were fairly positive. Searching on the internet about it though I couldn't find ANYTHING!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I decided the one downloaded over 1,000 times and guarantees confidence in 10 days was better then the 3 week program. So a few days ago that's what I started.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The product consists of 4 CDs. The first is just a bunch of really hard promises and goals to make. They are INSANE. Like no more lying, TV, masturbating, talking to people you don't have to... stuff like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next CD is weird too. It's a relaxation type exercise where you see yourself as blue energy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The 3rd and 4th CDs are missions to do over the 10 days. Today I completed mission #1! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Supposedly knowing the missions ruins the products so I won't say what it was. I will say however that I think it was a good exercise for getting comfortable with people and I can't wait to see what the next ones are.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today me and T-Diddles went to the mall and did our thing. I had these missions I needed to do so I decided to go first. I opened 40 sets in total. After that we decided to take a break then headed back to meet-up with our Hypno-Friend. T-Diddles didn't want to do any approaches till our friend got there. We waited from 4:30 (when he was meeting us) till 5:00 (WHEN HE WAS 30 MINUTES LATE!). T-Diddles obviously wanted him to come so even though we'd waited forever T-Diddles still had me go to the next floor and watch the fountain as we waited some more. I wanted to see the guy too so it was cool.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Finally at 5:10 or so, JUST BEFORE WE LEAVE, I see the guy walk up to the fountain. We yelled down and met up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hypno-Man needed to eat so I walked around with the T trying to get him to open some sets. We were hungry too though so we eventually gave up and went for pizza.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we were all done eating we were off to the races!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don't get too excited... it wasn't that spectacular. T-Diddles opened a seated set, Hypno-Man another... DUHN-DUHN-DUHN, it was my turn. Those two obviously thought I was having mad AA cause they started telling me if I didn't go they'd push me to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We went up to the first floor and I saw these two girls heading towards the escalator. I was walking towards them but didn't get there before they got on the escalator. They looked at me and I looked away thinking "Fuck, they saw me, I can't open now". Then I thought "That's bullshit! I can still open!" so I got on and went and opened them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They laughed at my question and we got off the escalator and started talking. They were SO into me! OMG and the one was SO hot! AHHHH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I kept the conversation going and they were really excited to be talking to me. I teased them a bit. The hotter one was touching her lips and shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At this point I should have locked in, and just continued talking about whatever shit they told me, changed the subject based on something they said and gone for the number.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I COULD HAVE DONE IT EASY!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I didn't lock in, I didn't grab the chance to move the conversation in another direction. Eventually I ran out of shit to say and ejected. Hypno-Man was telling me he was so close to coming and winging me. Damn!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I walked away from them though and lost the chance. When I looked across to the side where they were at I saw the hot one looking at me and checking me out...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;FUCK!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;STAY IN SET! GO FOR THE NUMBER! DON'T LET IT FLY BY!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that the mall was fairly dull. T-Diddles and Hypno-Man opened a few more but left a little later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But fuck them, I COULD HAVE NUMBER CLOSED A SUPER-HOT CHICK!!! SHE WAS CHECKING ME OUT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Boys and Girls, Men and Women, Puppies and Pussies..... DON'T FUCKING EJECT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That word is no longer in my vocabulary. Fuck what people think of me, Fuck what they will think of me, Fuck what will happen.... I swear to the gods I don't believe in, I WILL NEVER EJECT AGAIN! If I want to eject I'll ask for the phone number and let them tell me to fuckoff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nawww they wouldn't do that.... AND FUCK THEM IF THEY DO!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who gives a shit, it's all about you. Don't base your self-worth on how many people don't like you, how many people have rejected you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fuck that shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm basing my worth on how I feel about myself. I don't feel like shit if they reject me, but I will feel super amazing when they like me, when I go for the number and get it! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's how you should be thinking Biznitches.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace Out!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-2568447921474411743?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/2568447921474411743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=2568447921474411743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2568447921474411743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2568447921474411743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-15-i-have-superconfidence.html' title='Report #15 - I Have SuperConfidence!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-317730674234059559</id><published>2008-07-08T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:49:55.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving Targets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6Teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mixed Sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seated Targets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #15 - Getting Even!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bahahaha, T-Diddles isn't going to like this post... but it's my blog so who cares! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How exciting after such an eventful day to be back in the field! :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So yesterday (Let's all pretend this was posted the day before like it should have been) I told the amazing tale of getting shown up like crazy and going home feeling like I'd lost my "Superiority". After that I was interested to see what would happen today. Would I still just settle for less while T rocked the place? I wasn't feeling my best so I only assumed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the bright side, &lt;strong&gt;I GOT THE RECORDER TO WORK! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's always motivational to know that someone is going to be listening, means you have to step up your game.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This morning T was feeling the AA again... me not really, but being up till 4am after a whole day of walking around, getting up at 10:30am, and walking 40 mins to a mall isn't the best way to prepare for sarging. Can I be blamed after the little amount of sleep I've gotten if I don't want to talk to people? I don't know, you tell me. Maybe it's AA or maybe I'm sleep deprived!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, since I felt good and felt I had catching up to do I decided to do 20 first! Once again it was the other chooses the sets, and you have to approach them. Now that my AA isn't &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; severe is this still really necessary? I didn't think about it then... but pushing is something you do when approaching freezes you... causing you to do nothing all day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Whatever, it's what we did.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm happy for T and all, rocking the other day. However I must say, a combination of the confidence from that plus my praise may have made him a bit over-confident.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He really was pushing me, people on their cells, big burly guys &lt;strong&gt;(THAT HE HAD ASKED THE SAME QUESTION TO THE DAY BEFORE!)&lt;/strong&gt;, mothers and sons, groups with more guys then girls, a lady who was in the middle of talking to a sales person about buying something. And it was good so props to him for making me do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But some I just couldn't do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A lady buying stuff... talking to a sales person? Ya, ya, ya. It's all possible but to pull it off and make it work you'd have to be really good. I'm all for pushing my comfort zone.... but some things I just won't do. I like walking ahead and finding my own sets. I find it way more easier then having someone walking beside me, saying "The lady in the purple shirt standing right behind us!" and running off expecting me to do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This guy though was really giving it to me. Saying I had no balls and that I was a pussy whenever I didn't do a set he told me to. If I told him it was unreasonable or anything he'd say "What are you talking about, I could have done that!"....whatever. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that's how my 20 were. We each had 2 hours to do 20 and I did mine in 1h40m.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;YAY! T's turn! I could choose all the hardest sets and show him how it felt. I was also a bit worried though because if he did do them I'd once again look stupid... don't worry, I didn't look stupid :) (but thanks for your concern! :p).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the beginning he was doing pretty good. Not approaching by himself like yesterday, but if I told him to do something he did. He talked to a girl and her grandma :P. Not really hard but a bit weird. I think that was the first hard one I gave him that he did. The next was really good though!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were walking and I was thinking "What can I give this guy to show him not everything is a piece of cake?". And then I saw it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the end of the "Hall" was this massive group of Business guys in their suits and in the middle of them, 2 good looking woman. So I told him "Alright... the big mob of business guys!". :P I was sure I had him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But no! He does that! Turned and looked at me but I told him he had to...and he did.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I "Maybe he is the totally changed...better then me! :(".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don't worry. It didn't last for long. As he did more it got harder and harder thought der. I told him to talk to this big burly guy and he didn't (even though I had to talk to a burly guy! One that he had talked to the day before!). There was a lady looking at ice cream flavors that I told him to approach but he didn't. Just looking! Not talking to the sales lady like the girl he told me to approach!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Their were probably a few more but I'm not positive like for those...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll leave them out so I can avoid getting told off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, he never even did all his 20. I think he made it to 15....17? I'm pretty sure it was 15... but I'd rather be over then yelled at :P. The time it took was also over 2 hours.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm not writing this to be mean or show off that I'm better.... but after getting called a pussy all day and hearing how I'm not as good... &lt;strong&gt;NOT EVEN EQUAL TO HIM&lt;/strong&gt;, I just had to point all this out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm still proud of him for his great progress though!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Man.... he's gonna hate this... I'm gonna get phone calls about this shit :P.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love ya T! :D (Tell me what you want to be called instead of that by the way... I'm liking T-Diddles if you want my opinion :P).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-317730674234059559?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/317730674234059559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=317730674234059559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/317730674234059559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/317730674234059559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-15-getting-even.html' title='Report #15 - Getting Even!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-7688336454722080237</id><published>2008-07-07T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:19:16.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gettting Served'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hypnosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #14 - I Got Served!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well well well, what a day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So far on this little adventure me and T have both had our little attitudes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;6Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I do some stuff but I also procrastinate. No matter what happens I stay positive though and try and keep the right attitudes. When we go out I do most of the approaches and struggle to get T to do stuff and stay positive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Really dedicated to learning everything. I'd say probably more eager to go out then me. I'll go out by myself and with him but I'm not up for it everyday. He's up for it whenever he can but only if I'm there. He's a bit negative and says stuff like "I have no balls" and "I can't do it". His AA is more intense then mine and he doesn't have as much experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But forget all that. It's all in the past after today. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was our first day doing it after our intense day with our Hypnotist friend. That guy had taught me some cool things I could do to get rid of AA. This included self-hypnosis, a grounding exercise and a product he recommended. On top of all that I started doing this exercise I had seen from "Ultimate Inner Game" where you walk this imaginary confidence line.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every night since then I've walked the confidence line, done the grounding exercise, got into bed, listened to the product and then self-hypnotized myself and installed some things I wanted in my head (If you want more info on this stuff you can e-mail me). After 2 days of this I no longer feel the effects of AA. No more stomach pain, sweating, blushing... no physical affects what so ever. I am sad to say I still make excuses why not to approach, but the ones I do, no real nervousness or anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I was excited because we could use the new blue-tooth headphones to listen to each other. We both agreed we should do 20 sets the night before.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So we met this morning. First thing we wanted to do was get the head-phones working. Pull them out... fiddle around.... THEY DON'T WORK! I had also forgot the adapter so I couldn't fix them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So that was a let down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that T wasn't keen on going first (neither was I but I decided it wasn't a big deal and I'd do it). We walked around and he'd point out sets. Sometimes they'd be right in-front of us, walking towards us, not people I was attracted to... so I wouldn't do it. I was tired too cause I hadn't eaten all day so that played in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had gotten to 5 and I realized how much farther I had till 20. I wanted to eat so we went to a Tim Hortons and got something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we got back I tried to get him to agree to make the number 10 but he would not budge on it at all. I explained that doing 20 is a lot harder then 10 and it would take too long. He told it wasn't true and that I still had to do 20. Finally I said "If you think it's so easy you can do 20, but I'm doing 10". He was happy to agree to that. I was at about 7 approaches so I quickly finished and it was his turn. I was thinking he'd start making excuses and eventually would agree with me that 20 was too hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA! BOY WAS I WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He made less excuses then me. When he reached 10 instead of getting worse he just got better!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to be pointing to sets, he obviously didn't care cause he started going up all by himself! I'd be talking and he'd say "Hold on..." and would approach some couple I would have never done. This guy was on fire! Talking to people I probably wouldn't have, going to people who were in situations I probably wouldn't have. I was impressed! His approaches were even lasting as long or longer then mine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By the end I really regretted not having done 20, and not taking all the opportunities offered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can tell I'm going to have to really push what I'm comfortable with to keep up with him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow we go again and I'm doing my 20. I'm doing each one, staying in for as long as I can, set after set, rapid-fire.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In 2 days, we've upped it quite a bit.... I don't even want to think about what I'll be writing about at the end of the summer... :S&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh Dangity the Game is ON! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace out!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-7688336454722080237?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/7688336454722080237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=7688336454722080237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7688336454722080237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7688336454722080237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-14-i-got-served.html' title='Report #14 - I Got Served!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-1951470240819698239</id><published>2008-07-05T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:50:17.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Met a PUA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sticking Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #13 - Things Looking UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't know if you've figured it out... but we have been pathetic when going out. Don't open people... just walk around and talk about opening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's sad how horrible it is!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today though, something amazing happened that changed that all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I'll start from the beginning and get to that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So as I said... everyday we go out... pathetic. We went out a day that I didn't write about it was so sad. T had this bet so I'm pushing him to go, and he's saying he can't till I go. We basically walked around saying "You go first!" "No, it's your turn!" "No! I have no balls, you have to go!". Maybe this is just an excuse... but having to go first every time just annoys me and makes me not want to go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So ya... pathetic progress so far.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So today was going to be different. I was gonna get a good night sleep, eat a good breakfast, go to the mall, have a energy drink, and approach my ass off no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But things never go to plan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I get there early and sit around, T gets there and wants to eat, then we need a drink, then we need to finish the drink.... momentum we should have had at the start was killed. After all this sitting and shit... you lose your focus.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next T had a good idea for recording approaches. His mp3 can record, and when it does you hear it in the headphones. We wanted wireless headphones so one person could go with the recorder and the other could wear headphones and hear.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were pretty excited about this and decided to go for it right away. So we went to Future shop and bought a pair. Charged them.... sat around for an hour.... THEY DON'T WORK!!!! But I'm stuck on the idea so we go back and get a different pair.... tried to set them up for another 20 mins.... THEY ALSO DON'T WORK!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn't want to go back AGAIN so I said "Let's just charge them 100% and if they still don't work we can take them back". So we excepted the plan had to wait and put it off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So we go back to the eaton center and start walking around again... not approaching (I know, were pathetic =( ).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I walk around I see a lot of guys and for some reason I just think "PUA?". I never ask though cause it seems weird. As were walking though we see this kid our age, face on, talking to these 2 cute girls. I could tell they didn't know him... I was sure he was running game.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We just kept walking though and went down a floor.... then I thought "What am I doing.... I'm sure that kids a PUA.... he seems good.... better then me.... WHY AM I WALKING AWAY!?!?!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got T to come back up with me and we sat down where we could see him and waited for him to finish talking. When he was done I chased him down and asked him "Hey, have you read the Game?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hahahaha. He gives this big smile and shakes my hand. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He is Ts age and got into it because he is into hypnotherapy. He was taking a course nearby and decided to come sarge.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I asked how many times he's been out....he said twice!!! This guy seemed way better then that though. He had tons of great tips and just hearing how he looked at stuff like approaching and stuff was cool. His beliefs and mindset were great. He said he'd do some stuff with us, I was pumped! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He said there was two ways to get rid of AA. Push yourself past it yourself... or be pushed! We walked around for a bit but couldn't get the balls to do it. So he said "Well you can't do it... so were gonna have to push you". We were told which set to talk to and we HAD to open them... no bullshit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can ignore T telling me to do it... but this guy I felt like trying to impress him. If he said approach I did it. After 5 sets or so we were having fun and could approach by ourselves!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So props to this guy for breaking us out of this horrible shell of not doing stuff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After he left me and T tried the same thing. I told T to approach and he just walked by the set but I didn't let it go. I said "You idiot! Now they've seen you and you've waited too long. Now your gonna look stupid when you go back to approach them like I told you to!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bahahahahaa&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But props for him cause he did... he went back and talked to them! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Great day I would say. Way more approaches, finally getting past this AA and seeing how stupid it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next time we go out were just gonna have to keep pushing it and keep up this stuff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think we can handle it :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-1951470240819698239?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/1951470240819698239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=1951470240819698239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1951470240819698239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1951470240819698239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/report-13-things-looking-up.html' title='Report #13 - Things Looking UP'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-7930927672194665389</id><published>2008-07-01T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:19:45.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warm-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhange Group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #12 - Money Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Repetition is key, doing it every day, even if only a little is gonna make it go much faster.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So today... or yesterday (July 1st) and the day before we went out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the 30th T had to work and we wanted to have a lot of time, so we planned to go at 11 to work it till 2:45 or so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;11am.... That isn't late right? So I stay up till 2am doing stuff before going to bed. Of course the next day I'm EXHAUSTED! I ended up being late and getting there at 11:30 :S.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe this is just my AA... but I felt too tired to approach. I just did not feel motivated to approach ANYBODY. We did our warm-up, walked around... and just didn't do any proper sets. It was terrible. We ended up both agreeing we were too tired and left to go home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today.... yesterday. Realizing how important sleep is I decided to go to bed earlier.... meaning about 1 am and the meet-up was pushed till 11:45 am.... basically a bit later then I managed to get there the day before.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got up today (once again after sleeping in) realizing it was 10:30! I had no time to shower or anything. I just ate and left. I felt a bit more energized but still fairly low for energy... and I was late again (only by 15 minutes though! Woot! :D).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The goal was to make-up for the day before. Unfortunately though it was still REALLY hard. I think I need to really sleep in, energy is what pushes me to approach and makes me fun. Warm-up again, lots of people in 10 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While walking around we noticed a HUGE group of super hot girls. I really wanted to approach but these were like mixed, 6 person sets and I just couldn't push myself to do it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later on (After much walking around without a single approach) we agreed to bring money into the equation. What's more motivating then losing your cash?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We each agreed to give 5 dollars for each NON-SEATED set that lasted for over 1 minute the other did. Even this though couldn't push me past my limits.... for a while.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were walking when I saw 3 girls, from the tour group, wearing laniards, coming off the escalator. T was like "Do them!" and I thought "I wanted to approach these people before... might as well". So I went up and said:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"What's with everyone I see with these laniards?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They were a bit confused but I asked again. Turns out they were on an exchange with their university in Montreal!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got so excited! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I speak french and we started talking about Quebec and me wanting to go to McGill cause it's a party university. What I had thought was a 2 set was actually like a 5 person mixed set. They were all super friendly and cool though. I thought it had been a minute so I told them to enjoy their stay and left.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;STUPID SET HAD ONLY LASTED LIKE 45 SECONDS THOUGH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was pretty pissed but just decided I'd have to do another.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had no clue what to open with... then it hit me, THE TRUTH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We kept walking and I saw another 3 really cute girls outside Holister. T was like "No, not them, not them!" and was pushing me but I just ignored him, pushed past and went up with:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: "Hey guys, you guys are gonna help me make $5!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They all lit up and said&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girl 1: "All right, what do we do?!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: "Well I'm in a bet, I have to talk to a group of strangers for 1 minute and if I do I make $5."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girl1: "Okay....so where you from?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen: "Me? China obviously, can't you tell by my oriental look?" *Girls Laughed* "How about you guys?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girl 2: "Were from Quebec"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got excited once again! Another group of exchange students (I swear, all of them were fucking super hot). I had experience from the last one so I started talking in french and they loved that. They taught me swear words and stuff. We were just vibing and I could tell they were loving it. They were giving IOIs and stuff. I felt really good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I knew I had been there for a while so I said&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen — "Nice talking to you, I should go find my friend and get my money!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girls - "What? You're leaving? Noooo!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6Teen-"I know eh! It sucks! I hate to go".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I left stretching my arms out to them as if I was being dragged away, I left and it was over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So Mr. T had to pay up making me $5 today! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I really like making money a part of it. T has decided getting over AA is paramount at the moment. His plan is to take out $100 tomorrow and give me it all. He then will get $5 for every approach he does that lasts over 1 minute. He has 2 days to win his money back before its mine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Should be very eventful tomorrow. He doesn't have to work so we can sleep in and stay later. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Till then!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-7930927672194665389?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/7930927672194665389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=7930927672194665389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7930927672194665389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/7930927672194665389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/07/12-money-time.html' title='Report #12 - Money Time'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-9211762765833046446</id><published>2008-06-27T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:19:06.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Laid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride Parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popularity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #11 - Getting Off The Tricycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another day, out rocking the mall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So whether you know it or not, most of my approaches today haven't been to impressive. I pretty much exclusively only ask for the time, or I'll have gone in with A to work the set together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Asking for the time, low-risk, nobody rejects you.&lt;br /&gt;
Opening with someone else, higher-risk, but still, I'll just blame him if anything bad happens. :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn't blog about it, but 2 days ago I went out alone. As always I stuck to asking time. I did 20 though which is a bit of a upgrade :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So what? 1,2,5,12, 20...what's the difference? Well doing 1 is a lot easier then 20. Something about doing it over and over just makes it harder the more I do. So for any of you who can ask for the time but are still scared shitless about real stuff, no worries, just keep asking more and more people for time each day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AS LONG AS YOU GO OUT AND DO SOMETHING YOU'RE IMPROVING!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So ya, time and approaches with others... the peak of my ability.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I broke that though! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was my first day doing actual approaches all by myself!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Approaches done by me: 4&lt;br /&gt;
Approaches done by T: 1&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's a good start, now tomorrow I know my goal is more then 4 and then next more then that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had a brilliant plan to get us past the fear of rejection. We both agreed we each had to get REJECTED 5 times, not trying, but just staying in set till they asked us to leave... or till we got a number.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought perfect and asked "Who should go first?". Of course T wanted me to go first! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I did.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Started walking around, you quickly forget you want to be rejected though and look for perfect set to open. I ended up going into H&amp;amp;M. I saw a super hot group of blondes so I decided to open them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Opener: Grabbed a nice skirt and asked one if it would look good on me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was like "NO!" but I asked her friends and they laughed and said it so would be, told me I probably had heels to match. I was having fun but they obviously thought it was just a question and quickly walked away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Looking back I should have said: "HEY! Wear you going?! You can't just tell a guy it looks bad and not help hi get something better" then grabbed something else and asked again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well this is what learning is about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Another set was a group of girls infront of EB Games. I told them they looked super cool infront of a game store. Talked for a bit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So now I've done 2 and I think it should be Ts turn. All of a sudden he wants to play a new game. We choose each other people to approach and also choose what they open with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;T wanted me to start again with "I like Tacos"..... fuck that. I'd done 2 so it's his turn.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I pointed out sets but his AA made up excuses for each one (like "They're on stairs!!!"). I would also be telling him people and he'd conveniently be distracted by something else each time (Like a fat dude with his legs open! :D).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It took forever before I finally got him to ask a set how many eggs in a dozen cause he wanted to have an omelette party. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now I was getting nagged to approach. There was this scary chick (maybe a dude :S) dancing in the M-A-C store. I was hoping some girls would come by so I could be like "I'm taking a vote, is that a girl or a guy?". Nobody though :(.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were in H&amp;amp;M again cause I liked my approach there before. I was hyper from a Monster and all the excitement of approaching. I kept on rambling about us being a gang called the Panties Crew! :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I opened a hot girl behind us on the elevator asking if T would look good in panties :P. She just said "Interesting" and I didn't have anything to follow up with. I could have said "So why do you find that interesting?" :P.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were on the second floor when I notice a hot group of girls chilling on the benches a floor below us so I ran down to open them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I told them me and Terry were starting a really serious gangster crew and we were thinking of names and really like "The Panties Crew". They laughed and gave some names. I didn't False Time Constraint, I AMOGed T and the one girl wasn't being engaged. Other then that it wasn't bad. We talked for a few minutes. They asked me to dance for them but I refused cause I didn't want to jump through a hoop. It's hard to remember it all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cool day, not too many interactions but still a good start right? :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have a summer still to go so I can only see it getting bigger and better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Stuff Happening Besides Sarging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Since my seducage isn't just sarging, it's outside of the mall too, I wanted to add what's been going on in day to day life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. There's a girl I met back in September. I only met her 2 times but over the year she kept messaging me randomly and stuff. Recently I decided to sarge her :). I stopped jumping through her hoops, made her qualify to me and so on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were sending facebook gifts saying all kinds of sexual stuff. Recently she went away for a week. We've been emailing and I got her telling me all her fetishes. All hers were like "Rubbing you with whip cream" me and you doing this and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What's this translate to?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She's really hot for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;
She keeps saying she misses me, if all goes to plan when she gets back well get to live out some of her fetishes :D.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Pride Parade!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's a really cute girl I used to take sports lessons with. I decided to talk to her today. She said she draws and plays guitars so I told her to draw a picture of me. :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She's like "OKAY! I'll give it to you when I see you next."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've stopped taking lessons with her though so I was like "When am I going to see you though?" and then it hit me!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;"Wanna come to pride parade with me?!!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was soo excited! :D So looks like I have a date with her on Sunday. I'm going to challenger her to who can catch the most condoms :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So sexy time and a date... all within 1 week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've never had this many dates before! What have I changed about myself? I asked the time from a couple 100 people? And now I'm getting laid and dates?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sweet deal!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;More fun to come!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-9211762765833046446?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/9211762765833046446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=9211762765833046446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9211762765833046446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9211762765833046446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-getting-off-tricycle.html' title='Report #11 - Getting Off The Tricycle'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-1598710354957634849</id><published>2008-06-24T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:54:13.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rules of The Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yorkdale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warm-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Popularity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapters'/><title type='text'>Report #10 - Back On Track For The Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Summer is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today was the first time in weeks that I actually had the time to go out. With exams, projects and parties I barely had time to relax.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday marked the end of it all though and now I can get back on track with this adventure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before I say anything I just wanted to say that ever since I started this, I've noticed something. Maybe it's because all my classmates are turning 16 and that's a party year, but since starting I've never felt so popular!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've been going to movies, going to parties, just hanging out with friends more then ever. I used to sit at home all the time, recently though I've had something to do every day. Has doing a bit of pickup really made me this much more social?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If this is the change... after going out only a few weeks... SHIT! I can't wait to see what the end of summer has in store.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All right, soooo....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Seeing how busy I have been I haven't gone out in ages.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not going out = Not Good For Progress&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It wasn't too bad, but I must say I did feel more nervous since it's been so long. The momentum I felt has definitely gone down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I had to apply for a job today at one of the stores in Yorkdale and another at the eaton center, so me and...T met up this morning to start at Yorkdale.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I felt pretty good because I opened 2 sets within a few minutes of getting on the train (asked what the time was, it's a good one for warm up). But after that I was sitting and stopped paying attention to where targets were.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was early in the morning, we handed my thing in at Yorkdale and walked around for a bit. It was mainly adults, no targets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We didn't stay for long, headed to the Eaton Center right after. Same as Yorkdale, not many people. So I talked to the people at the store I wanted to work at about jobs, we got food, washroom... nothing amazing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The place started to fill up. T wanted to get energy drinks because he thought it would be good so we both got Amps.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Amp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not as good as Monster, didn't give me the same kick and the kick it did give didn't last as long. When it ended I was exhausted!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next, T wanted to get this book called "Rules of The Game". It's by Neil Strauss and it breaks learning this into the biggest baby steps ever. I can tell he wants to be told exactly what to do so it was right up his alley. It wasn't at the Eaton Centers chapters though so we had to forget it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then it was Warm-Up time!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Great Warmup* = As many approaches in 10 minutes as you can! Ask the time, make it to people you would actually approach, set a record and keep trying to break it! I'm at 8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went first, got 8! The other one went next and got...3? If that. I'm all pumped dancing to my iPod and he was walking looking for people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After that T was pretty down, he wanted to get the book again so he would know exactly what to do. So we left for another chapters.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Walking to chapters is a great way to kill the energy for speed approaching and an Amp!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When we go to chapters we looked around a while before finally finding the book.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After getting something, what's the first thing you want to do? USE IT!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So we went to a park and read the 2 little books that came in this package.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could see how it may have appealed to me when I was starting, but once you've gotten more comfortable talking to people why start some product that takes you to the start? I could make far more progress doing approaches then listening to Styles method.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After all this I was tired and wanted to go home, so thats what I did.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sure, not much excitement, but it's been weeks so cut me some slack!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll go out again tomorrow, it should be nothing short of fun! :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-1598710354957634849?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/1598710354957634849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=1598710354957634849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1598710354957634849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1598710354957634849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/06/9-back-on-track-for-summer.html' title='Report #10 - Back On Track For The Summer'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-9156894655305662995</id><published>2008-05-19T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:22:27.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting Better'/><title type='text'>Report #9 - Day Game, Things Looking Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So after a long night I got to sleep in as late as I wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Living alone rocks!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got up and ate crap, watched TV. Just relaxing before another day out and about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to meet up with TNA at 3 at the Eaton Center.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went and stood where we were supposed to meet till 3:45 cause that's what we did the other day. They never show up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I thought, whatever, fuck that, I can rock this by myself. I started walking around and opening sets.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had probably opened 3 when I saw guess who. TNA sitting on a bench. We were happy to see each other :).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To start off we did this thing we've been wanting to try. As many approaches as possible in 10 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a great exercise! When you first walk in your not in the right mindset. Doing this makes you try and approach as many people as possible as fast as you can.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This got us all pumped and in the right mindset.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We started doing out approaches. I won't go over all of them but I'll say how they went overall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Were finding the interactions are becoming better quality and longer. Were actually talking instead of "Hey! What's your oppinion? Thanks, bye!".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One set we opened, we went to leave and they jumped at us and said "What was the answer?!?!". We'd hit a hook point obviously. We had them laughing and loving us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As we do this more and more it just gets better and better. I never go out and think "Wow, I'm not as good as last time". You can only get better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hopefully next time we can rock it even harder.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-9156894655305662995?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/9156894655305662995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=9156894655305662995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9156894655305662995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9156894655305662995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-9-day-game-things-looking-up.html' title='Report #9 - Day Game, Things Looking Up'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-5098343476355270196</id><published>2008-05-19T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:12:13.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ditched'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIP Guest List'/><title type='text'>Report #8 - Sunday: Partying But Not Clubing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well all that is left to talk about is Monday and Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sunday was pretty chill. Family left me and I had the house to myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went at 3 to my party. Hung out, talked to people, made everyone love me :). All that fun stuff. Just being the life of the party.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had invited my friend to go clubing that night. He called that morning and said he'd come to the party, stay for a bit then we'd go to the club.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I was at the party, waiting for dinner along with waiting for my friend. It's getting pretty late so I decide to head out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I went to leave everyone said "Noo, nooo, noo! Just wait 10 mins and were all going outside too."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I didn't think it would take long so I waited. Turns out the rule is "Everyone needs to pee before leaving.". So it was more like 10 minutes plus the time it takes for 17 people to go to the washroom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We finally left though. I see my other friend and I ask if he'd seen my buddy who was gonna come to the club. He says "Oh ya, he told me to tell you he's not coming."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just thought "FUCK!" I was going to be late and could have been on time if I hadn't waited for my friend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I rush home, had to shower and change, get all my shit together and head out at around 9:40 for the club. I had reserved a spot on the guest list. This meant I could be in a VIP line. But this closed at 10:30 so I had to be quick.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got there probably at 10:25. Ask about the guest list and the guy says "It closed at 10:00, stand in line with everyone else.".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What a Jerk-Off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I thought whatever, just a quick wait in the line. At first it moved pretty good... then got slower and slower. We started moving about 1 step every 20 minutes. I got in line at 10:30, 12:35 I was still in line, close but still in line. I probably would have gotten in at 1, then I'd have till 3 till hang out with the people who were left. Worth 25$? I didn't think so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just though fuck it. I'm going home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I went to my empty house. Ate ice cream and watched TV all night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;More fun then standing in line.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-5098343476355270196?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/5098343476355270196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=5098343476355270196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5098343476355270196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/5098343476355270196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-8-sunday-partying-but-not.html' title='Report #8 - Sunday: Partying But Not Clubing'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-2992480096994231851</id><published>2008-05-17T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:04:37.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eaton Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kensington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><title type='text'>Report #7 - Everyone Has Their Off Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Day 1, done.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well today started out exciting. Last time was so good I was pumped and ready to rock.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately today wasn't as amazing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We went to the Eaton Center, tried a few approaches but they were short and didn't last long.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next went to Kensington. Even less approaches and we were getting tired after walking so far.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next we wanted to see a movie, said hi to strangers on the way, T was getting down his AA.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Found no movies on early enough to want and go see. Left.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saw the Eaton Center again and decided to check it out, it was closing just as we walked in though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We did get 2 or 3 approaches but they were once again pretty lame.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All in all a pretty slow day. We walked around A LOT, realize that every time we went somewhere new it was a 45 minute walk in between.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just wasn't in the mood. It wasn't really AA... I just saw a set and didn't care. I just didn't want to open.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a bit like AA I guess but there was no excuses just "I'm tired, who cares".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was like 4 hours with maybe 20 approaches over the course of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess everyone has their off days but it's kinda sad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh well,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow will be better! :D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-2992480096994231851?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/2992480096994231851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=2992480096994231851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2992480096994231851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2992480096994231851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-7-everyone-has-their-off-days.html' title='Report #7 - Everyone Has Their Off Days'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-993186320107152777</id><published>2008-05-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:30:18.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><title type='text'>Long Weekend, So Much To Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh man!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3 Day weekend, parents leaving for sunday - monday, all ages club events going on. How much busier can you get!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So here's the plan:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday Afternoon: Meeting up with T-N-A (That could mean my buddies from Toronto or Tits and Ass... both work :D).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sunday Afternoon: Going out alone and doing approaches&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sunday Night: All ages club even in Toronto 20 minutes from my house. Hopefully TNA will be able to come and join me. I can stay and Sarge all night because my famillies gone and won't be back till monday night! :)!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Monday: If TNA go clubbing with me then we can get up and go sarging early in the morning till 3! Then I can stay out longer and sarge some more. :P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Basically the plan is to go out 4 times to sarge in 3 days... intense? Should be good and plan to learn a lot!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My goals are to get phone numbers, stop ejecting (plough through till the Hook Point). If I get a few numbers I will try to arrange a date for monday night!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to my place, who knows what will happen :P.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll post back after each time I go out and say what went down. I'm gonna accomplish all these goals and have a major mindset change this weekend... I can feel it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Till then!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cya!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-993186320107152777?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/993186320107152777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=993186320107152777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/993186320107152777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/993186320107152777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-weekend-so-much-to-do.html' title='Long Weekend, So Much To Do!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-8577503027931760492</id><published>2008-05-10T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:09:43.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oppening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Openers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Approach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Sets'/><title type='text'>Report #6 - May 10th - Hello Wings, Goodbye Approach Anxiety!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Woot Woot, my Approach Anxiety is nearly gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alright here's what happened :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So today I met up with my bud from Toronto and his cousin. Had no idea what to expect, who they were, all I knew was 3:30 in front of the apple store.&lt;br /&gt;
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So we meet up and start walking around. I learn his cousin has been doing it for 2 YEARS!!! :O. Jackpot! A AFC like me who I can compete with and work with to try and learn this stuff, and his cousin who knows the game and has his stuff down. I won't go over everything we did but the basics.&lt;br /&gt;
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#1 - Just walked round, got into the groove, asked a few people for the time. Seeing his cousin do it without second thought made me see how easy and painless approaching is. We just went up one by one and did approaches with random openers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Openers I used: "Do you know what time it is?", "Do I look gay?" and "Where can I buy some ugly ass clothing?"&lt;br /&gt;
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#2 - This got kinda boring so we decided going 2 people in at the same time. We remembered the "Who lies more, girls or guys" opener and made it "Who lies more, me or him?". We did a few of these. If girls said him I would joke by saying "Dude! She just called you a liar! You gonna take that?" or if they said me i'd be like "What?! What you saying?! Explain this.". That went pretty well. I was opening quicker and quicker, easier and easier but my friend was having a harder time. Eventually he said he wanted a break and so me and his cousin started doing the approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's sorta the 2 things we did. By the end I didn't care, I was just having fun going up to these girl and talking. I was having a blast with my friends cousin just doing what we wanted. My friend on the other hand just sorta stayed back and didn't want to approach too much. He hadn't gotten rid of his AA and was still making excuses. It was kinda cool though, hearing him make an excuse EXACTLY like what I would have used to say and just thinking "WHO CARES?!?!".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, anyone still with there AA... JUST DO IT! Come to the dark side, we have cookies. Once you can just let go, not care, and have fun it's a blast. I can't wait to do it again. Next stop, PHONE NUMBERS :)!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-8577503027931760492?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/8577503027931760492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=8577503027931760492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/8577503027931760492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/8577503027931760492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-6-may-10th-hello-wings-goodbye.html' title='Report #6 - May 10th - Hello Wings, Goodbye Approach Anxiety!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-690329995306267862</id><published>2008-05-04T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:46:54.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Nights Going Ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Heeeyyyy Guyyss!&lt;br /&gt;
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Alright so last night I went to my party. Just as I had thought, most people, not much to write home about. There was only 1 girl who was about a HB 8 and her her friend who was maybe a 7. The HB 8 was pretty cute but I didn't know her and she was kinda sticking with her friend not talking to anyone. I knew I should go over and say Hi but... I didn't :(.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway so in the beginning it was pretty relax, just talking to people and whatever. Being the entertainer of the kids I knew.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later on the music was playing so me and my friend decided to dance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me fill you in on this friend. He's a bit of a natural. He's funny, outgoing, VERY TOUCHY to everyone. He lost his virginity when he was like 13... ya.&lt;br /&gt;
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So me and him are really close. Were really touchy with each other, we'll grind together and dance erotically for each other at dances and shit. It's pretty funny :P.&lt;br /&gt;
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So ya, we started dancing, grindin, fake blow jobs :P. Some people may think this is gay but everyone at the party was laughing their asses off. The cute girl and her friend were watching us, laughing, loving it and got up and started dancing too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was trying to do figure 8s with my ass and they told me I was too stiff. I asked her how to loosen up. I don't remember what she said. I then told her I wanted to be a stripper when I grew up and she said she'd come watch and I said "Fuck that, you can be my manager and we can travel the world doing shows and she was like "Definitely!"&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point we both should have grabbed one and started grinding. This was mistake number 2. Although what we did was also pretty good... we stole their seats :P. They danced a bit but then walked off.&lt;br /&gt;
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So me and my buddy got up and started doing our thing again. They came back and sat down again. I wasn't paying attention to them, I was just having fun with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started getting really tired so I sat on the floor in front of the girls. The cute one started asking me to do this weird move where you swing your hair and arch your back. I told her I didn't know how to do it without an example. She just kept trying to get me to do it. I insisted on an example. Whenever she told me no I told her to loosen up (cause she kept telling me I was to stiff and needed to loosen up).&lt;br /&gt;
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She eventually gave up and tried getting my friend to do it. She told him she would pay him. At the mention on money I said "OH FOR MONEY?! How much?".&lt;br /&gt;
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She offered me a penny and I said "That's all? I'm not a cheap piece of meat!" she laughed so I added on "Ugh, poor needed girls, what a turnoff. I only date girls with money." This is when she started qualifying by saying "I'm not poor, I have 300$ at home but my mom wouldn't let me bring it." I rewarded by saying "Oooo well in that case maybe I'll give you a second chance."&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't really remember what else happened. She kept sending IOIs. I totally should have moved her and continued one on one. Mistake #3!&lt;br /&gt;
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Soon she started being a bitch to me though and really nice to my other friend. She also started talking to random quiet people and flirting with them. I don't think she liked them but was trying to get me and my friend jealous.&lt;br /&gt;
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The whole night though she was trying to get me to do the hair swish, back moving type move. And me and my friend just insisted on her doing it first.&lt;br /&gt;
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The party was starting to die down so I decided to head to the beach and see if the thing was going on. I made a point of mentioning it to my friend in front of the cute girl. I said:&lt;br /&gt;
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"Hey, let's go check out the beach party, everyones going to be crazy drunk and there will be girls there willing to dance for us."&lt;br /&gt;
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The cute girl said "Oh, beach party, I'd love to go to something like that."&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't invite her. This is a bit of a mistake except at the beach we didn't see anyone which would have lowered our value to her if she came and nobody was there.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, when she found out we were going she started telling me and my friend she never got to see us dance. We told her we could have a dance party sometime, me her friend and me and my friend. She said "No not him, just us three" pointing to me. I just thought "WHAT?!". She still wanted us to do this thing before leaving though. and we said we both would if she did it first.&lt;br /&gt;
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After lots of convincing she did it, in the house in front of everyone. We were like "NICE!" and booked it out of there. :P&lt;br /&gt;
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We started walking to the beach and I asked my friend why she was being a bitch to me at the end and he said some good advice. He said "When she was being nice you didn't respond or do anything so she decided to change tactics and play hard to get."&lt;br /&gt;
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I think this makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway the rest of the night we hung out and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I learned a lot yesterday. I always learn a lot when I got out. I'm going to make a section at the end of all these saying what I learned... so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What I Learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
- Don't worry about picking up girls. Just have fun and they will come! I could have walked in and started chatting those girls up and it probably would have worked if I had good stories and stuff. Instead I just showed I was SUPER confident by dancing so crazy with my friend. I had everyone laughing. They knew me and my pal were where the party was at.&lt;br /&gt;
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- Don't hesitate, escalate! That's going to be like my new catch phrase. I had chances to escalate and could have made out with that girl. But I didn't. I was worried about all my friends thinking I was weird. I didn't want my friend who's party it was to see me making out with her friend I had just met. I was putting the whole room against me in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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In reality, putting myself in the shoes of other people there, if I saw myself make out with that girl, I'd be like "PIMP! Look at 6Teen getting the girls! Go man go!".&lt;br /&gt;
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Not escalating also made her a bitch to me near the end, I could have gotten her number.&lt;br /&gt;
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That's about it. When I started writting this I didn't realize the potential there was there. Now I'm kicking myself at what I missed out on!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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AHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well next time... for sure!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace guys!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-690329995306267862?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/690329995306267862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=690329995306267862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/690329995306267862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/690329995306267862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-nights-going-ons.html' title='Last Nights Going Ons'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-3739399404443228650</id><published>2008-05-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:46:58.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Unfortunate Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well I've had some changes. Right now it's been raining all day... the beach party is going to be gross, not many people planning to show.&lt;br /&gt;
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This really sucks cause I was hoping to meet people from around the city and get in on new friend groups. Guess not!&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I also said I was going to hookup with this girl there, I'd been going over what to do it my head all yesterday. This is called over thinking, AND IT'S A WASTE OF TIME! I'm the kind of person that over analyzes situations but now I see what a waste of time it is. I got myself all worked up and now it's not happening.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't over analyze, live in the moment if I can say that.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the brightside, since I'm not seeing her tonight we've both agreed were going to hang out sometime soon. Hookup to date... seems like a not bad trade so should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully the first party will have some half decent girls I can meet. Then I can at least still get my practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, learn from my mistakes guys!&lt;br /&gt;
Don't think too much!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-3739399404443228650?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/3739399404443228650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=3739399404443228650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3739399404443228650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/3739399404443228650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-unfortunate-update.html' title='My Unfortunate Update'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-6501316864701677777</id><published>2008-05-02T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:04.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend Seduction Plans</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So normally on the weekend I would hit the mall, do low risk approaches, and blah. This weekend it's totally different. Tommorrow I'm getting a shot at night game :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I'm not a party person, meaning I don't get invites and my friends don't have them. However after some flirting in class, I've been invited to a party. Same time I also get invited to a party (ON THE BEACH!!) for a girl I met through a friend last year. Everyone's turning 16, lots of parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow are both the parties so it's gonna be intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now as I write, two of my friends are sleeping over. Having them is making me feel like a cool social guy, good for right before tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow morning the plan is to go get a haircut, wash my clothes and pick out a cool outfit. That's basically the morning, I'm making this all a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first party is going to be more a social thing, less drinking, probably not many HBs. I'm just going to use this time to flirt hardcore with EVERYONE! I want them all around me before I leave. This will get me in the social attitude and give me confidence for the next party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying there a bit before moving to the beach party :)! One of the girls there I've been talking to on MSN for a bit and she definitely likes me. She qualifies, laughs hard at all my jokes (even the sexual ones). She even put a kiss when I said good bye :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's about a HB 8, really cute, she's gonna be at the second party. My goal for the night is to move her somewhere private and get a make-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a big deal... I've never made a move. :S&lt;br /&gt;My last one-itis came over and obviously liked me. I was too much of a pussy at the time to go for a kiss, MISSED OPPORTUNITY! Now we don't even really talk... fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make up for it tommorow though. I'm getting the make-out with this girl and I'm gonna get some e-mails so I can stay in touch with the cool kids I meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, my goals:&lt;br /&gt;Get 3 e-mails, phone-numbers&lt;br /&gt;GET A MAKEOUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the field report tommorow, if I didn't do it (won't happen) and don't have a good reason, please do me a favor and leave nasty comments telling me to grow some balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaight! Let's do it! :D
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-6501316864701677777?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/6501316864701677777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=6501316864701677777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6501316864701677777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6501316864701677777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-weekend-seduction-plans.html' title='My Weekend Seduction Plans'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-593104749923085708</id><published>2008-04-27T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:05.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report #5 - April 27 - Not Losing Focus and My Mind Shift</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I told myself I needed to go out again. Unfortunately because of the stuff from the day before combined with the forecast being for rain AND a TTC (Public Transit) strike I had everything I needed to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I started thinking "It's gonna rain, the subways are down, I don't want to walk in the rain to a mall that's going to be empty". Sadly this bullshit worked and I sat on my ass all day. Instead of going out and improving I wasted a day doing... nothing :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LET YOURSELF PROCRASTINATE!!!!...unless this is something you don't really care that much about (But I hope that's not the case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I decided to get off my ass and do something. I felt pretty shitty still though, friday I let myself down, saturday I just put it off all together. I felt I was going into a downward spiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to get my mood up I tried listening to my Collection of Confidence meditation. This is when I realized how big a genius Hypnotica is! It definitely worked, I was feeling good, sorta like last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got dressed up and hit the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there I felt really good. I got 3 approaches in like 5 minutes :). I got 2 more before I saw these three guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure they were PUAs. They were well groomed, joking around having fun together, I saw them talking to random women then watching the girls leaving with big smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kept walking, got on the escalator thinking "Wow, one day...me :)". Then I thought "WHY AM I JUST GOING! I've never seen pickup done live before, I'm too young for bootcamps, I may not get the opportunity for another while!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I got off I went back up and started looking for them, they weren't there, I probably spent 30 minutes looking for them. After that I realized "I have been looking for 30 minutes, I came to meet people, not hunt them down, I need to do my approaches again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course after running around, only looking for well dressed guys, it was hard to get into the girl finding mindset. I lost my focus and started thinking about more bullshit. After walking around for so long I was tired. I decided to settle for 10 and call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my 5 more approaches and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What I learned today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose focus!!!!! Once your in the mindset, GO WITH IT! Get your approaches, do what you came to do. The moment you start thinking of other stuff it become 10x more difficult to get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the brightside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My approach fears are definetly getting weaker. Approaching is becoming less and less something I dread and more something I want to do. Before I would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to the mall. At the mall I'm forcing myself to do X number of approaches. It's going to be hard but after I can go home and not have to talk to anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't approach unless I was in the mall, and I wouldn't approach if I'd already reached my goal for approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though I was done, happy with the number I got, but on the street I saw a cute girl and thought "Hey, I should go talk to her, she's cute and I can get BONUS approaches!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you applaud... I didn't approach. But it's always nice to know your way of thinking is changing :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week guys! :)
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-593104749923085708?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/593104749923085708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=593104749923085708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/593104749923085708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/593104749923085708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-5-april-27-not-losing-focus-and.html' title='Report #5 - April 27 - Not Losing Focus and My Mind Shift'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-1209141526628673262</id><published>2008-04-25T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:07.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wingman!</title><content type='html'>I have someone to sarge with now :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I got a message from another guy (also 16) who is in my same position. We both are heading into exam territory now but probably in a week or two we'll be able to head out and see what we both can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out alone is definitely harder then with someone else. Hopefully with another person they'll be able to push me to approach and do more risky approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have the whole summer with nothing to do but sarging, it's gonna be interresting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else lives in Toronto and wants to meet up, leave a comment! I'd be pumped to meet up with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya guys! :)
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-1209141526628673262?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/1209141526628673262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=1209141526628673262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1209141526628673262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/1209141526628673262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/wingman.html' title='Wingman!'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-6587991189624975991</id><published>2008-04-25T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report #4 - April 25</title><content type='html'>So I haven't gone out in a while. Going in the middle of a school week seems a bit out of my way so I rarely do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, being the end of the week, I decided to hit the mall and see if I could break my approach record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there I felt good, turned on my high energy music and was ready to go. I got 3 within 20 minutes of walking around. Then I just found it getting harder and harder. My feet started hurting, my bag was heavy. I told myself to try for 16, then to 10, then 5. I just couldn't keep it going. I walked around for quite a while before I had my 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is because I haven't done it in 5 days. Sunday I was so hyped and feeling good. But then at school I tend to stick to my crowd and don't talk to many other people. I'm sure this just set me back into bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get over anxiety, go out and do your approaches everyday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way you don't start going back to bad habbits. I'm going to try this from now on... or when I'm not going to the mall I'll tell myself to say hi to 5 random people at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go out and try again tomorrow. I won't leave till I have my 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace guys!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-6587991189624975991?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/6587991189624975991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=6587991189624975991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6587991189624975991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6587991189624975991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-4-april-25.html' title='Report #4 - April 25'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-2082908815495041594</id><published>2008-04-20T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:12.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report #3 - April 20</title><content type='html'>Alrighty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I woke up, dreading. Last night I was super pumped to go out and do crazy shit, I even said some stuff I was planning to do in my last post. This morning though, it was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got up, dreading what I had said I would do today, did my morning routine. I decided to listen to my Collection of Confidence meditation to see if it could up my attitude. It did the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a shower, did my hair, was looking good and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theirs a guy who's also tracking his pickup journey. In one of his videos he drinks a red bull before going out. The thing about me is... energy is like alcohol for me. When I'm pumped I don't give a shit I just have fun no matter what. So I decided a energy would be a good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I headed out to the Eaton Center, got my energy drink on the way and just calmed myself the walk over. When I got there I gulped the drink down and blasted my favorite song (D.A.N.C.E - Justice (MSTRKFT Remix)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it I was dancing around the mall, spotting a cute girl every second. I got like 9 approaches in 30 minutes (I know I said 20 in 30 but I forgot... sorry :S). I know I promised doing 2 new openers. Even though I didn't want to, I wrote I would here so I forced myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which went better? High-Five or "Hey! Can you do me a favor and tell me to fuck-off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, High-Five, they just walk by and you feel like an idiot. I'll try again and see if I can get it to work but it's done for now. The other one worked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw two girls and thought "Ask the time!....NO! Do your new opener!". So I braced myself and did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey. Can you do me a favor and tell  me to fuck-off"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Cause everyone here is soo nice I want someone to tell me to fuck off"&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "...well...were nice too"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Fine I'll go and find some jack-asses"&lt;br /&gt;*Eject*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my opener wasn't confident enough and maybe to serious. Next time I should be more joke-ish. They did smile so it wasn't horrible but it needs improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening was easier after those two. I can open anyone walking in my direction easy now. Still none for walking towards but that's more advance so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I managed 15 approaches. After 10 is when it got hard. When your doing more then you've ever done for some reason it's harder. On the way home though, I don't know if it was the drink, my music, or just the confidence from the approaches... BUT I FELT AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing... literally dancing, home. Cars were passing, people were watching and I didn't care, I felt awesome. If this is how much more confident I feel... going from 0 approaches to 15... how will I feel after a succesful chat, a number close, a day 2, AN F-CLOSE!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is just the beginning I'm pumped for the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace!
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-2082908815495041594?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/2082908815495041594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=2082908815495041594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2082908815495041594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/2082908815495041594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-3-april-20.html' title='Report #3 - April 20'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-8268007668964349808</id><published>2008-04-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:14.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report #2 - April 19</title><content type='html'>Alright,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I hit the mall trying to get in some more approaches.&lt;br /&gt;Approaching is definitely getting more natural. Each day I get into it quicker, go from on to the next quicker and it's a much smoother flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I approached 10 sets today. Up 3 from my 7 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last ones are THE HARDEST. I don't know if this is just me but it takes forever to find the last set. I probably walked around 30 mins to find my last approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with the mall is also that it's mainly moving targets. There are some benches where cute girls will sit but it's not enough. I find a lot of the time I'll be walking and see tons of nice girls but all walking towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has tried to open someone like this knows it's the hardest scenario. It's gotten in my head that approaching people moving towards me is a bad idea... so I don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 10 today took... 2-3 hours maybe. Too long for me to want to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I say just fuck it. I'm gonna blast some energetic music on the way there, get a few Red Bulls and get super pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm just gonna do try at 20 approaches in 30 minutes. Crazy approaches. My goal is to get a drink in the face for all 2o. I just don't care. I'm gonna try high fiving all the girls that pass by, going up to people sitting down and asking them to tell me to "FUCK OFF!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These baby steps are fine but I want to just say screw it and move on. I'll accept all the weird looks and rejections, who cares, I'll never see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell ya how it goes :P&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!! :D
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-8268007668964349808?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/8268007668964349808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=8268007668964349808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/8268007668964349808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/8268007668964349808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-2-april-19.html' title='Report #2 - April 19'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-324712692245531976</id><published>2008-04-18T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:16.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticking Points</title><content type='html'>When going out I am having some trouble with ways of approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of the really nice sets are moving sets. These are tough. I heard not to open a set moving towards you. Is this true? Is there a way to do this? If so it would widen my scope of people to approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approaching a set that is moving in the same direction as you. Clarification on how this is done would be great. It's a bit confusing still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance for any help! :D
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-324712692245531976?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/324712692245531976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=324712692245531976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/324712692245531976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/324712692245531976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/sticking-points.html' title='Sticking Points'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-9212273852862339025</id><published>2008-04-18T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:18.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report #1 - April 18 - Where I'm At Starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I will consider where I am now the start point. Sure I'm not as horrible as I was when I was 15 but I don't want to bother going back and thinking about the changes I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Well I think the best place to start for anyone is with Inner Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can know the lines, have the routines, but if you go out with no belief in yourself... girls notice it and your done. So before I start trying to go get number I'm trying to make sure I've got my confidence DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my year of Keyboard jockeying I learned about Hypnotica and "The Collection of Confidence".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gotten some pretty awesome reviews so I thought I'd try it out. I did it last summer... well tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to Step #2. For that step you go out, notice a girl you want to talk to BUT you don't approach (Thank god I was thinking back then). All you do is notice what is going through your head when you tell yourself you want to approach. What negative thoughts are you thinking, then you write them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you think of something good that might happen. Like "She'll think I'm weird... but she might think I'm funny". Do that for a few people, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you think of the negative thing, then the slightly positive, then something TOTALLY unlikely but that could happen. Ex. "She'll think I'm weird... but she might think I'm funny... or maybe she'll look at me, say "Your Fucking Sexy!", rip off all her clothes, jump on me and start kissing me passionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Step 2. I kinda half did it then moved on. Since I didn't do it properly (or cause it wasn't enough to help me) when I had to approach in Step 3 I COULD NOT get myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was then, this is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've re-done the steps and I'm on #3. I've gone out 4 times to do approaches. The first time I could only get myself to do 2, next time 3, next time 4... today, 7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am noticing improvement. Instead of 4 hours to get 2, I can get 7 in 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it's not stellar, but it's progress. 4 Days of going out though hasn't just increased the number of girls I talk to when I go out... I also notice changes at school. I'm getting more confident, people are finding me funnier, cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Days... hardly any approaches... and I can see a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who thinks going out won't get results is mistaken! Approach 10 people and you'll feel better. Just ask for the time, it's super easy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, no school, I'm hitting the malls. It's a Saturday so it should be packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Goal: 20 Approaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell ya how it goes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-9212273852862339025?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/9212273852862339025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=9212273852862339025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9212273852862339025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/9212273852862339025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/report-1-april-18-where-im-at-starting.html' title='Report #1 - April 18 - Where I&amp;#39;m At Starting'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-498819903245849901</id><published>2008-04-18T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:20.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Hope To Get Out Of This Blog</title><content type='html'>This blog has a lot of different purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To track my progress as I start to improve and get better.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to see how I'm doing. In a few months I want to read my first posts and be able to say "WOW! I've change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to see how your progress is inspiring and keeps me motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To Motivate Me&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing where, if I tell someone I will do something... I'm 100x more likely to do it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I don't have a wing or anyone to talk to about this stuff and say "Hey, I'm gonna do this". Instead I'm going to tell you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna feel bad if I say in a post I want to approach 20 people and then the next one say I only did 5. Hopefully this will motivate me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Help Other Kids My Age&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the youngest kid to ever do this. However there is NO resources for kids my age. Were just a small portion and were too young to do this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully me talking about my experiences can relate more to kids my age in the same situation. Maybe I can even figure out some of my own tips for people my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nobody Else Wants/Can To Help Kids Under 18&lt;br /&gt;I would say learning this stuff is way harder.&lt;br /&gt;We don't have the opportunity for bootcamps, there are no programs for finding minors wings, the local lairs won't accept kids under 18. I don't have money to go to a hair stylist, get fancy clothes. We need help more then anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course nobody offers info on game for minors. I hope to get all the info for minors I can find and share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get help from people around the world&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly the forums are for people 18 and up. This means I can't ask any questions there. Instead I'll post all my questions I have here. If anyone with more experience could answer them that would be AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the main ones I can think about now. Whether people read this or not is not a big deal. This is for me. To track my progress, my experiences and to post everything I learn. If people can get stuff out of this though...AWESOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3492938115867364555-6752426898970157718?l=theteenagepua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/feeds/6752426898970157718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3492938115867364555&amp;postID=6752426898970157718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6752426898970157718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3492938115867364555/posts/default/6752426898970157718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theteenagepua.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-hope-to-get-out-of-this-blog_18.html' title='What I Hope To Get Out of This Blog'/><author><name>6Teen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02669680560982109513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3492938115867364555.post-5393850260407855634</id><published>2008-04-18T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:47:24.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me Starting Beginning 15'/><title type='text'>A Little Bit About Me</title><content type='html'>Wow, finally my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I and what is this all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my name is...well we'll leave that out, call me 6Teen. I first found out about "The Game" when I was 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I had horrible One-itis. I thought girls wanted the nice polite guy who did what they wanted and went out of their way to make them happy. Hahaha, boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I should thank my terrible One-itis, it's how I found out about the Seduction Community. I stumbled upon all this while looking for signs that a girl liked you. I was analyzing everything the girl I liked did hoping to see signs she liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While doing some searching I came across Fast Seduction.com. That's where it all started. I became obsessed with reading material. I became a keyboard jockey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did learn a lot. Some of the stuff like grooming and body language I started fixing... everything else (like ACTUALLY GOING AND APPROACHING GIRLS) I left alone. I didn't want to do anything till I had all the confidence and info I needed to go out and be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the idea of going out, getting rejected and continue doing that till I started learning the skills. So I never went out, never used the skills, just stayed at home with ebooks and google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person I used this stuff on was my best friend...oh ya... and the girl I had One-itis with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It obviously never worked, she started thinking I was weird and stopped wanting to hang out. My only other good friend liked her too and to avoid losing her took her side and decided I was a weirdo too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was last year, now I'm 16.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this computer, sick of not getting invited to parties, not getting girls and not living the life I want to.
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