Lads... I need your help.

So firstly I should start by directing you to my introduction here [url]http://www.puaforums.co.uk/introductions/16741-ambitions-pick-up-artist-manchester.html[/url] (I'm a god damn web developer and I can't even find the LINK button on this forum...).

Now that we're familiar, let me put you on my wave length. So basically, when it comes to PUA I'm an absolute rook. However, I think I am probably better with women than I give myself credit for. Heres a break down of how I view myself currently.

Positives:
- I'd consider myself good looking (I get told that a fair bit)
- I've got a good body
- I'm good at building rapport
- When in the right frame, I can be pretty funny

Negatives:
- Not as charismatic as I once once, by a long shot
- I tend to over think things, not in a self deprecating way, but just enough that I have lost my ability to make off the cuff jokes / comments which once would have gotten a laugh
- I'm fucking awful at PUA. Infact I have yet to make an opener despite being 'in the game' for the best part of this year.

I know it may seem shallow, but I am chasing this image of being a mid 20s successful, good looking and notorious bachelor. I feel like the one area letting me down is my inner game, I want to master self. And of course the art of PUA. I have a deep, deep appreciation for beautiful women, yet I've never been with what I'd class as a worldie (HB9+). How the fuck can that be the case?

So, with that in mind, this is going to be my journal to become what I have always threatened to be. You guys, I need you to help me. My real life friends just aren't committed to themselves like you guys are... they don't see value or even recognize inner game or the value of the PUA. Some of the posts I've read on here have been eye opening, truly. I need that level of positivity and critique in my life, if I am to become all that I can be.

My first field report will follow shortly.....

Ok, so last night was a stereotypical night for me. Let me break it down for you...

I went out with some colleagues for a leaving do. I actually work with a couple of my oldest friends so this is a good premise for an evening of beer tasting and lady sampling.

Theres a bird from the office I've enjoyed a fair bit of sexual tension with and I was hoping something would have come from it last night. Despite the usual bumping and grinding nothing happened. I am kind of glad because she has a BF and I know it would have got messy, but shes just one of those girls who is tempting. Shes probably 7 at best though so the punishment wouldn't fit the crime.

We started in Stockton heath. Me and old friend rock up just after work, 5.15ish. Theres a table of young but attractive girls sat directly by the entrance. My friend goes bar, I rock up to a high table / chairs and make serious eye contact with the better looking of the three. I got excited by this but equally spooked out (my problem). The three second rule passed, I did nothing.

Eventually colleagues started trickling into the bar and we had a pretty good vibe going. I actually initiated the 'who lies more' routine on our group just to test the waters, and one of the guys hit me back with a tonne of great openers (see appendix).

Anyway, after hitting a few bars and grabbing some food, those of us who were out for the night left for Manchester. On the train I noticed that my two old friends were unknowingly serial PUAs. They attempted openers with so many girls it was untrue, they just gave zero fucks and rolled with it, I envy them. Admittedly their game could be improved, but if nothing else it was gutsy and they plowed.

'pon hitting Mancville we went to Courtyard and then 42s. Both were brimming with pussle, it was great, but me being the chode that I am just got wrecked and danced a lot. Kinda cool cos when I dance, I take over the focal point of the dancefloor (podiums, stages etc), but it pisses me off because I don't have much interaction with other people. I didn't pull.

There were a couple instances in 42s where I was opened by others or by the situation but I just didn't progress it. I need to be more ruthless. I need game. I think I need to find myself more interesting and edgy. I see myself as a boring twat, really.

TLDR got pissed, danced, learned some new openers, spent a tonne of money, got a hangover, had zero pussy riding the D at night. Currently going through a no fap trial... a week in, balls are bulging with mini voodoo's, not a pleasant situation to be in BUT it does force me to be proactive about my puss, which is good (I can be lazy).

Going sarging later at the traff with a friend who has natural charisma and knowledge of the game, should be interesting. My goal is to stop being a god damn vagina and start dating these 8/9/10s, the traff is full of such pleasantries. Will update later.

Peace

Voodoo

Appendix

New openers:
- If you could change one thing about men what would it be (man this wen't viral, fast)
- If you could have one super power (cliche, kinda lame)
- If you could be queen for a day (c, kl)
- 24 hours to live... what would you do (cliche but kinda cool)

Where are you from dude?

Manchester, friend.

I had similar thoughts to Jaz after reading the report.

It sounds like you're a guy with a lot going for you. No need to try to re-invent yourself in any way. Don't do what I've tended to do and get hung up on what you think women think of you. What's important is knowing what you want.

Keep it natural, keep it simple and keep putting yourself out and about. If you do that the self-belief / self-confidence feelings will start to come. And so will the women!

Thanks guys, appreciate the comments. What you have said makes sense. I hate the idea of canned openers, they're really not for me, I guess I just view(ed) them as something to use in the absence of confidence. I'd prefer to build genuine confidence.

Tonight was interesting. Went to a friends pub out in Lymm, drove and didn't drink. I actually had one of the most fun nights I've had there, had good banter with the lads and got to speak to a couple of girls.

One of the girls, the bar maid, was pretty hot but married. I negged her quite a lot and didn't bite on any of her shit tests, built up a pretty good rapport with her but I knew it wasn't going to lead anywhere. It was a good interaction.

I'm off out to town tomorrow to watch the mighty blues., probably end up somewhere with plenty-o-puss later on. Its poised to be an interesting day, I look forward to sharing some stories with you.

Sunday 25th August 2013



Interesting.

Me and three other lads went out on the lash yesterday. We went to Bierkeller in the printworks, f-me what a great place! We watched City get beat (fuck) and drank some ale.

After the game we went into the main hall, for the uninitiated - its basically a German beer hall, they have long tables, hotties in laderhosens (sp?), table service etc.

We were buzzing by this point and decided to start sarging, so I sent us all off to different tables with different questions. We all opened mixed 5+ sets with similar, football related questions. It went surprisingly well... lead the men, the women will follow...

As the place got busier we 'acquired' more groups, and eventually we were pretty much chatting left right and center. I flirted with some cougars, met some tubbies, and even bumped into an old friend from uni.

We decided to leave on a high and headed to the Northern Quarter. Can't remember the name of the bar we got in but f-me, it was brimming! Same agenda, go chat. Things started getting a bit hazy in here so I'll just cut to the chase:

- Opened and had a good convo with loads of groups
- Got chatting to a HB8 outside. She was a petite blonde cutie, and she knew how to flirt. I had her where I wanted for a while but I eventually got frame jacked by some fucking relic (older AMOG). I blame myself, it was my set to lose.
- Eventually got drunk/tired and decided to call it a night, after hitting a few more bars (Hula lounge, etc...)

Desperate to go out sarging again man. My next ex girlfriend is out there somewhere waiting to be discovered.

TLDR: had a top, top day out. Put in to practice a lot of things I've been reading about for months and it paid dividends, but I still have a lot to learn. Would love to get out with some of you Manc lads sometime, learn from the best and all.

I have to share this. Apologies for the double post.

So I was just on POF, suffering from my usual bout of writers block as I stare at an empty profile box. Part of the problem, as I've mentioned elsewhere, is that I don't find myself interesting.

Just for LOLs, I stated writing a fake profile of what I think a cliche female fantasy type guy would say:

Thats as far as I got before pissing myself. Partly because I couldn't be arsed moving to the toilet and partly because it was humorous to picture myself being that guy. Then I thought, well, why not?

Not so much that I need to change myself, but I need to change my own image of myself.