Teen In The Seduction Scene

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.

So gather around kids, it's story time.

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...)

Start of Prologue

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.

MY FAMILY IS NOT RICH!

Were not poor either though (my parents own 2 houses)..... I think the best way to put it is.....

WERE DIRT CHEAP! No, not even that. Some idiots buy dirt at stores. WERE CHEAPER THEN DIRT!!!

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.

Where does this money come from? From years and years of saving from relatives and whoever else.

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.

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.

Center of Prologues

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 :).

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.

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?!

Well they decided I needed a job!

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.

AND THAT'S WHEN IT HAPPENED!!!!!!

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.

Sorry guys, I'll finish this after I tell you what's been happening these last 2 days.

(It's called being a JACKASS.... but Mystery calls it multiple threading)

Yesterday

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.

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.

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).

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!

Yay!

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.

T-Diddles doesn't even have one!

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.

So now T-Diddles wastes more time calling people and the sales guy ditches us for some other dude.

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.

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.

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.

We ran off to Quiznos and bought too much money worth of sandwich.

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!

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!

So we make our purchase and it's bottoms up! Drank, drank, drankin away.

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.

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.

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.

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.

ONE PROBLEM, I FEEL LIKE SHIT!

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.

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.

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.

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.

Today

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.

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.

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!

Whatever, it doesn't take too long and then it's time to start. I'm first up.

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.

I saw 4 sets - Too many people

I saw Older sets - I don't want to be a kid hitting on a 30 year old woman

I saw Girls with ugly friends - Don't want to make the other feel bad

Tons of scenarios, but I wanted that one. T-Diddles just kept pointing out people though, none matching what I wanted.

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!

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.

It's so hard working with someone who doesn't like the girls I like!

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.

FUCK!

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.

I'd done about 7 or 8 but T-Diddles was still pissed, saying I'm a pussy and shit.

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.

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.

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.

The first set I chose I wanted to get back and the little fucker!

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".

Hahaha, how do you like it! Alright let's go..... WHAT THE FUCK!

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

We were there till 6 then had to split... but I was still in a pissed off mood.

HERE'S WHY! BACK TO THE ENDLOGUE!!!!!

ENDLOGUE!

So as I was saying....

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.

I had applied to an apple store and never heard back, my parents were starting to forget about the job.

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.

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.

1. It's 10 minutes walk from my house.
2. I was almost guaranteed a job.
3. It payed 9$ an hour! More if he liked me, PLUS TIPS!
4. I got a REALLY nice meal free when I took my break.

Awesome! I'd have money, I'd be working! It would be fun, plus all the shit I could buy!

So I applied! :D

That afternoon I found out I was hired! :)

The only problems surfaced when I got my schedule.

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.

THE PROBLEM

Here's why T-Diddles was bitching at me a lot today. Feel free to comment.

T-Diddles Thinks:

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.

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.

I should quit right now and find a new job (preferably none at all).

6Teen Thinks:

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!

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.

The people there are nice, the job is pretty easy, it's a really nice place.

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.

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?!?!

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!!!!

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.

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)! ;)

I will progress, regardless of whether it's at a mall with someone else, or just in my neighborhood!

Sarging should never be someones life, what they do everyday.

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.

Oh well, I'll just have to be that guy. Look for the stand-up comedian who has orgys after his show! :D

It's gonna be jokes!!!

Peace :D

I will always remember today as a turning point in my PUA development.

"OMG, TELL US WHY!"

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!

What can I say, I'm a bitch :).

Let's eat this shit fast so we can get to the good stuff, ask for the bill, and go home to jerk off.

So today started... slow?

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.

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!

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.

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 :(.

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.

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.

We go to the washroom, clean up and go out again.

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.

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.

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

We go for food that will make us sick cheap. I have the same taste in food as I do for hookers....

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.

Only thing left to do is to use it!

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.

ALRIGHT, NOW WE HAVE TO APPROACH!!!! Like I've heard of procrastination... but this is a whole to level of it.

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.

But the AA is still there. It's always gonna come up when trying something new though.

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.

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.

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.

After that I felt pretty good, tired, but pretty good.

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.

Let me just say what direct is all about.

Direct: Being spontaneous, being HONEST, being sincere (something that's hard to fake).

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.

So I just kept telling him no and let him whine about how I shouldn't care and just do it.

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.

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.

Then it hit me "FUCK IT!"!

I switched to a run and tapped them on the shoulder, he's what happened.

6Teen: Hey, I have to go quick, but your cute I had to say hi.

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).

HB(Blonde) and HB (Brown): Hahaha, Thanks!

6Teen: I know, that's pretty random right?

HB(Blonde): No! Not at all!

HB(Brown): What's your name?

6Teen: My names _____, what's yours?

HB(Brown): I'm X

*Shake hand*

6Teen: Nice to meet you X, and yours?

HB(Blonde): Mines Y.

6Teen: Nice to meet you Y. So what have you guys been doing today?

HB(Brown): Not much, just shopping.

6Teen: Nice, which stores?

HB(Brown): Aritzia (I dunno if that's how you spell it :S)

6Teen: Omg, cool! Whenever I'm in there everyone's soo.... (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) rich!

HB(Brown): Hahaha, well you know, were just spending our extra pay check money.

6Teen: Paycheck? Where do you work?

HB(Brown): Oh, were from Hamilton.

6Teen: And you came all this way just to shop? :O How far is Hamilton exactly.

HB(Brown): Like 1 hour or so.

6Teen: Cool, you never told me what your job was.

HB(Brown): Oh, we organize events.

6Teen: OOOooo lala! Events! What kind of EVENTS are we speaking of?

HB(Brown): Hahaha, Weddings

6Teen: :O You plan wedding?!? OMG! That's sick. Do you ever get to go to any?

HB(Brown): Hahaha, yaaaa :)

(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...)

6Teen: Omg, you guys are sooo cool! Here, I have to go. Write your contact info? You have facebook or something?

HB(Brown): Oh ya, here :).

*Writes her name*

HB(Blonde): Write down mine too! :)

6Teen: Cool, I'll add you guys! Have a nice day!

I think this calls for a:

DAMN GURRRRLLLLL!!!!!!!

My first close!!!! :D

Before I go onto later events I'll just say what was wrong with this.

1. Too short, should have talked more with them.

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.

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.

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.

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!

That's all I can think, but tell me more if you see them.

So after that I go see T-Diddles. He's freaked out! He can't believe I did it! I'm just SUPER excited!

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".

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.

Alright, fine, whatever!

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.).

Whatever I approach, do the opener.

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.

Mistakes with this one.

1. Didn't stop her. I kind of kept walking with her. I should have stopped, planted and kept talking no matter what.

2. My body language or tonality was a bit off probably. I should make sure I get that down.

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?".

Whatever though, she had a Boyfriend, I'm not going to get into his business.

So I went back and talked to T-Diddles. I say "Alright, whatever, your turn". But the little bitch isn't satisfied!

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!".

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.".

He told me he would come buy the pants, then after I had to do another. Ugh!

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 :).

Anyway, that's the end of the fun story.

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.

Personality Shift!

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.

Same here!

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.

Today, no problem. I had fun shopping :).

Fears!

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!

Now it's different. I joke with the Sick Kids guys when they ask for money.

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.

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.

I DON'T CARE THOUGH!

But as I said, old ones go, new ones come.

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.

Hahaha, the one added me, I worried about them maybe not for nothing!

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.

Oh well.

I keep on trecking.

Peace Out! :D

The Big Day!

Yesterday we got a taste for the Direct approach, Today we ate it for dinner! :D

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.

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.

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...

- We each have 2 hours.
- For it to count you need to transition the conversation.
- Opening Direct and Transitioning gets you 1 point.
- Getting a Phone Number gets you 5 points.
- If we see each other we can't say how many we've done.
- Meet back at the start point after the 2 hours.
- You lose 1 point for every 5 minutes your late.
- The one with less points pays the other 20$.

Ding Ding Ding, I'm off.

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!

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!

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. :)

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!".

I prance over, spin them my way and open them up.

Woot, 2 done, I'm da man!

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.

THIS IS IMPORTANT!

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.

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.

I walked around for 45 minutes or so and decided to throw out my gum.

After that I felt a bit better. I was thinking I could do some more.

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!!!!!!!!!!"

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.

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).

Haha, random side-note. We went to Dundast Square and saw one of Kenny's (From Kenny vs Spenny) camera men.

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.

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.

They were super happy! :P

Something about it. I think they were proud they stopped me in my tracks.

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.

And we all lived happily ever after, knowing the next day we would be able to rock it even better.

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.

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

So looks like I'll have to hold off the gum for a while and only chew it when I feel really good.

A good day though none the less!!!! :D

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.

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!!!!

:D

I've noticed the confidence boost. This is a bad example but I'll say it.

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.

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

Wow, 18 days and my forum phobia is gone! Yay!

BTW, Totally worth it ;).

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!

Cover yourself girls!

I'm cuming for ya ;).

PEACE OUT!

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.

Where I'm At:

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.

When I get to the mall it's a different story. My fears come back.

- What if she ignores me?
- Will she think I'm weird?
- Is doing this weird?
- Does she not want to be talked to?
- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?
- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.

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.

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.

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.

Step 1: Looking at both sides

- What if she ignores me?
What if she stops dead in her tracks and gives me all her attention?

- Will she think I'm weird?
Might she think I'm the ballsiest, most confident guy she's ever met?

- Is doing this weird?
Is being attracted to girls, wanting to meet them, and having a desire to be with them weird?

- Does she not want to be talked to?
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?

- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?
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?

- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.
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?

Step 2: Answer My Questions

- What if she ignores me?
What if she stops dead in her tracks and gives me all her attention?
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It's true, she's just as likely to really want to talk to me as she is to really not want to.

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 :).

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.

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.

- Will she think I'm weird?
Might she think I'm the ballsiest, most confident guy she's ever met?
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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.

I'm walking around, bored, hanging out with my friend which I do every week. Were talking about the same lame, boring stuff. Ugh!

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!".

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?

"Ewwww, what a weird ugly girl. Why would you say that? Go away, your creepy and weird!"

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.

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".

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.

- Is doing this weird?
Is being attracted to girls, wanting to meet them, and having a desire to be with them weird?
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I think the opposite question tells all. I can answer with 100% certainty that the answer to that is no!

- Does she not want to be talked to?
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?
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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?

Maybe guys less so, but even so, if it was a cool guy I'D BE PSYCHED!

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 :).

- What if I'm talking and there's a silence and it gets awkward?
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?
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Then I'll try my hardest to keep it going. I'll find something about their clothes, something they said, something in the environment, ANYTHING. Really though there shouldn't be any silence. I should get my conversation skills to a point where this doesn't happen.

What am I talking to, getting them there though... they are there!

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".

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.

I'm realizing how writing how dumb this is, I'm gonna just take down ideas of things I can randomly talk about.

- Do you get approached often? I can add in "By nice young men?".
- 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.

THIS IS NOT A VALID FEAR!

- If it sucks she'll go and tell her friends about this creepy loser she just met.

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?
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Tell her friends what? She met some weird guy?

So FUCKITY DO WHAT?!?!

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.

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!".

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.

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.

Alright, so those are my fears and why they're dumb. I don't think I've ever heard a legit fear.

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.

So all together now before I go, let's all agree to shout in unison.

FUCK FEAR!!!!

Peace out! :)