So last night, manz got laid. It's not too much to write up about because it was literally the easiest lay in the world. But I'll write a back story and drama so you boys don't feel like you came for nothing.

I go to the zoo in the evening they've got some festivities going on (beer, bitches, baboons). In the evening my boy calls me up saying he wants to have a mad night out, so I go back to mine and my roommate is playing beer pong: so the festivities begin.

We get pretty drunk and headout looking for a place to go. It's like 1:30 am when we walk past Catch. We need to find some peeps so we go past find them and then go back. At this point it's 2:09 and the guy says no go. As we're planning where to go, I see two lads from my course outside the bar talking to two chicks. I walk over just to say hello and end up inviting them all back to mine.

Throughout the whole journey back this one petite Singaporean/Philippine chick is like constantly at my side like a dog. We get to my gate and everyone but the girl leaves becauseshe wants to come in "to use the toilet". She uses the toilet then we go upstairs to my room and the deed is done. At one of the breaks she asks my name and tells me shes 35...well thats something to tick off the list.

Later on after a bit of forking, she goes super weird and tells me she has stds, she's clearly saying it to just get a reaction. At this point I stop all the advances she makes and tell her "you're 35 years old, surely you have the maturity to not say that shit". She responds "but it's fun". I thought they were supposed to get more mature as they get older. She then admits that she was making it up to teach me a lesson for having sex with so many people...I ask her how many times she thinks I've had sex she says 20.

I am now finding an open clinic. Fucking weirdo.

I've been feeling a little shitty recently, university has ended, I've finally got my grades and I'm back home in Luton for a month. I'm only posting here because at the moment I've not really got anyone to confide in. I'm away from my wing(who's seeing a cute Canadian number), and my home friends aren't lads I'd talk about this to.

Firstly all it feels like is everyone is in relationships, all my best mates at home are with birds, and my best mates from uni are aswell. And as much as I am happy for them, it's not the same like they were when they were single.

This is probably adding to the feeling of loneliness I'm having, I've not done a single approach for about 3 weeks and as much as I'm now using my time to relax, get to the gym, get back on my BMX, play video games and see my mates, I'm getting this awful feeling of emptiness in my stomach. Yesterday, I went out with my boys and there was this extremely hot girl, usually I'd chat to anyone, but I'm scared, I'm scared about failing, I'm scared about the pikeys in the pub starting and saying "thats my bird" and I'm scared about making a fool of myself in front of my friends. This feels so out of character, but is also enlightening as it is showing me that I rely alot on my recent endeavours with girls, and it's stupid! Why can't I be my fun charismatic self. I even feel like Serendipity's going to shame me because I'm not doing any approaches.

Now I know what most of you'll say is fuck kid stop being a pussy and yeah I agree. So I've probably answered for myself, but at least it feels good to put it down somewhere.

I have some thoughts on this I'll post later as I'm too busy at work just now.

Couple things spring to mind.

The first thing I noticed was the 3 week hiatus kinda sounded like avoidance (a psychological term meaning a way of coping with an anxiety or stressor), which makes me wonder if you were just a bit stressed out by exams/approaching/going back home…can you think of what it might be that's bothering you?

The other thing was that I wonder if you felt OK gaming at uni but that for some reason you feel a sense of shame or something for doing it on home turf?

The whole uni thing can be weird, it was a long time ago for me but you do get snapped from one reality to another when you go back home.

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I don't think the 3 weeks was avoidance. The first week maybe, the second week was pretty much partying and chilling with friends whilst we waited for the tenancy to end. And the last week I've been home, it's pretty normal to not see a girl till the weekend, I live in a village on the outskirts of Luton, everyone is working, so I'm usually stuck at home.

My game hasn't been in full swing for a while, I've had exams and a dissertation to deal with for 3 months prior to the 3 weeks downtime. The exams are something I've been extremely worried and it is quite clear that my results weren't coming fast enough. A part of myself is also extremely worried as I don't know where my life is heading. I am meant to start a 12 week training for a job in London bridge, but will be commuting in. This is however something which may or may not happen, as I missed my expected grade.

Gaming whilst at uni was never an issue, like actively anyway. It was the way I'd get laid the most (I think because I'm more relaxed when not it clubby pickup mode). I wouldn't however do alot of approaches. It was more girls that seemed to float in.

In uni the group dynamic is very different from Luton. In Luton everyone expects me to be quiet, sort of speak when spoken to and not actively a part of conversations. The group has changed alot and I am adapting(God that sounds pua weird) and feel like I sort of need to do some completely out of the ordinary(in their eyes anyway).

Top-Hat it sounds like you have made leaps ad bounds in your self improvement and it seems you a perceived connection with your old behaviour and your old town.

I think it is important that you continue to be the cool, new you, so going where you want and doing what you want. There was a link to the site I think Stein or Phenom shared the other day but on there I found this article which talks about our 3 different faces - the face we see, the face we try to show and the face others see - give it a read

Just remember that your friends have changed too, the only difference is because they haven't seen you and the changes you have made, they expect you to be the same as you were when you last hung out. Make sure you don't fall into the trap of allowing their expectations to dictate your actions and the way you now are

hello,

Not posted in ages. I think TOPHAT youll be feeling crappy for a variety of reasons, and you know how I like to see in black and white.

First up Luton is a terrible town to game in, I lived there for 3 misrable years. Its a dumb and a shithole, full of people that doent speak English and noone in your ethnic group.

Its an impossible place to work with. Hence why I moved, what makes it worse is your buddies up there are not wings.

2.Uni is over and now im afriad the real world is upon you, not only do you now have to work for a living, also youll find how people you know from school not only have they moved in different social circles, they will have moved in with girlfriends etc etc.

Ive always said when you go out at night you will see alot of 18-24 (aka students) and then youll see alot of 30+ (on a special night out, ie birthday's, hen do's, or a night out they oranised to catch up as they dont go out often) the reason you dont see 25-30 year olds is quite basically thats when they move in with the first long term boyfriends.

Youve had a good run mate, you've had a fantasic year if you look at your results, your one of the most postive people i know, and im a grumpy old cunt !!!

Youll be fine, you know you can crash at mine whenever you want, keep up the day game youll be fine. But its the big wide world now of work and life in general. Being a student is like being a holiday rep, its a fantasy world of niceness and parties.

Oh and shes from Kent, shes not a bloody Canadian !!!

Hello my wonderful fellows, I've been back in London, where the grass like the woman to tourist ratio is non existent. However, it's definitely better than my beloved Luton. I went out twice in the last 5 days.

The first day was nothing other than dog shite, it being the first nice day back from England's torrential rain episode, all the tourists were out, and it being summer alot of residents were on holiday. However I did attempt chat to a few girls, due to the scarcity, the lovely aa kicked in numerous times.

The second day was alot better, I was out with my boy who since stealing him from the clasps of the strange nerds of saturday sarge, he has turned into quite the playboy. Anyway, it couldn't of gone any better. First approach in good chat and I get the number and it looks a good lead, if I hadn't messed it up(wait for it). What usually happens after I get numbers is I get complacent and do nothing, which was in full effect whilst I was teaching my boy's brother. The brother was being a big puss for a long time, but eventually he started doing some. After he started I also did some and here comes the second number, a nice little brunette number walks past me. I went up to her and she said she had to go off to work but I pointed her to come back. Told her I'd take her number and we'd grab a drink, then told her to run to work as she'd be late*.
I didn't do many after maybe 1 or 2. At the end of the day we sat down to check our numbers against Whatsapp(Tip 1). At this point I send my numbers a nice little message saying Hey name cool meeting you...what does super duper pua top-cunt do...I copy and paste one message to both girls without changing the name on the first girl (better conversation). I manage to save myself somewhat, but it will flake. Howver the second girl, who was way hotter came back and said she'd grab a cuppa joe today.

Here's another tip from a computer nerd: type in the phone number on facebook, their name will appear and their photos. DO NOT add them AND DO NOT look into them. This is just to remind you what they look like...I feel like I just gave power to some rapey mother fuckers.

*Please note redemption this was done in a a humorous manner, not a rapey "I have no social skills" manner.

It's been a while since I've posted. Alot has changed since my last post.

Figuring out some sort of path I want to take now that university is over, has been one of the main reasons I've been quite depressed. My general plan is to stick around at my parents for the next year or two and either:
a) Stay at my job, if I'm happy.
b) Get a job in London or a city abroad.
c) Go back to university
d) Go travelling for an undecided amount of time, then a), b) or c)
Nothing is set in stone except for saving a good portion of my savings for at least a year.
As I work in Cambridge I have considered moving there, but I'm not sure if this beats saving a good amount of money. I'm only young so can decide in a year or two.

Gamewise I have really been improving:
Numbers are getting back to me more.
Text game is improving.
Conversations aren't at the peak where they were before but they are alot more fun than before.
I have promised myself to really work on my game for the next 6 months. I've always had university in the way before. So now I don't really have an excuse to go as far as logistics allow me.

The only problems I've had are with my wing. He broke up with his ex and although has been quite consistent with going out he's also been consistently arguing with me.

Great that your "game" is improving man.

If I was your age again I would absolutely look to get a job in a city abroad, the broadening experience of new cultures, new people, standing on your own two feet in a foreign land…it'll all make you stronger long term.