Halloween Wednesday

I'm lying in bed around 8pm feeling depressed thinking to myself "Fuck this pua shit maayyn" and my lack of results. But I trench my body out, have a few drinks in my room, a shower and start getting dressed for a Halloween party.

I decide on 'surfer' because all I have in my room is a wetsuit that connotes anything remotely like fancy dress. So I have to put all my money, cards and keys inside my suit. Have a quick chat with a mate over Facebook and we come up with a few good lines about my suit:

"Hey does this feel skintight to you?"
"Does this sculpt my bum really well?"
"Hey I need to get this wet, wanna help?"

HarHarHar. Mosey on down to the common room feeling like I can't even utter a word to single soul in the world and soon enough I'm talking and its all good baby, baby. Get chatting to some girl, she has a boyfriend, i say "Shame". Now I'm getting quite drunk and telling some girl I've been mates with since day 1 of university "I'd fuck you 5 times a day if you were my girlfriend" and judging the guy seeing in a morally defunct way. Then she's touching my dick and I'm feeling her boobs to compare the "fabric" of our costumes. This isn't some tactic or maneuver , I move in odd ways.

So I head on out to the club by myself to catch up with some people I guessed would be in the club as I had no phone. Two girls standing in the street, both well hot, "Hi there, good night?", and we're off. I have this weird thing where the first few approaches of the night are generally the best and although I stopped getting numbers, I think I should start doing it again as it would help make these interactions become more fruitful.

I start talking about my goldfish which is pretty standard for me and all of a sudden they know my mate (he ate it and I put it on Facebook) they're like "I know this guy who ate it OMG!!" and he then randomly appears out of nowhere and is like "yo Barney these girls are strippers!". I love the randomness I attract. One of them got annoyed because I said stripping is like prostitution. Long story short, she took it out of context, I don't think I actually said it but didn't deny saying it but this is a thing I seem do a lot. Funnily enough she wasn't angry just bugged by it in a surprisingly playful way. Go figure.

In a club, chatting, I think I say "hi" to some girls and the ugly one is ENRAGED by it. She spends about fifteen minutes fueled on telling everyone and going up to people , poking them, pointing at me in a fury. Hmmmm.

On the way upstairs I get speaking to a girl I see around a lot, shit place to start the conversation, she's verbally seeming not interested but the smiles and eyes tell different. Plus she stopped to go for her shit-piss and talk with me is a big IOI personally. But then I get semi-cockblocked by some guy who makes it awkward, I say Ill see you around. I should have followed this up properly.

Get speaking to two girls on the stairs on the way down, bit of banter, for the rest of the night they smile and say hi when we walk passed one another.

At the bar I get a vodka redbull and the barmaid scratches my beard and goes "here you go you bearded man".
Me: "I see you around uni (which is true) Im Barney"
Her: "Really? I havent seen you"
Me: "Don't lie, and make this a double for free"
Her: "No"
Me: "Please"
Her: "No" *she puts an extra shot in it and smiles*

Wtf how did that work, I thought I was being a drunken asshole. Bingo.

Next club as soon as I get in some girl goes "Barney!!", I have no idea who she is but she describes something or other and it's clear we have met before, I guess her name, wrong, I move on. Coulda stuck in there more I guess. From here Im quite drunk and don't remember everything in its entirety.

My goal of the night was "To stick in set and to isolate", fuck escalation, closing etc, just pure spending time with them and isolating (not that I wont escalate but not to focus at all on it). I get speaking to some cute girl somehow. Boom, chatting, get close, take hand, eye contact, I turn her around so she's facing away from her friends (credit: Jaz) and then isolate her a bit further into the dancefloor. Make out etc etc but soon her fat friend dragged her away. I knew I should have isolated-er-er her more and took her somewhere we can be alone or outside. Or ignored her friend when she came over haha.

I see the two crazy girls from the week before who I weirdly like lets call them "The Lovebunch", for some reason I feel like they'll be like recurring characters such as Newman in Seinfeld. One of them (the one I like more) seems pleased but the other whilst all bantery is still a cunt. As The Cunt drags says to DaddyIssues to move on, DaddyIssues sticks her tongue in my mouth like a dipping motion then goes. Not sure of the content of my words and actions.

Btw in the wetsuit its fucking annoying trying to go for a piss! I have to take off my entire torso with all my shit fall off and then have to ask someone to zip it for me. At the bar I ask this girl to zip me up, i always see her around and she's hot, but she's quite rude, making grimaces, and not really responding to chit-chat. Oh how funny The Game is. One minute some girls sticking her tongue down my throat, barmaid giving me a free shot and here I am talking to a girl not even up for small talk.

Or maybe she had witnessed any of the events , or just seen me dancing like a muppet :P Or arguing with the DJ because he wont play NSYNC and call him a shit iTunes, actually i didnt say that but I will!

Not too much happened after this that I can remember. Think I tried or did kiss some girl. Meh who knows.

Went back to apartment building and saw a few friends, I call my black friend Craig David, he calls me Popeye and I call my Turkish friend Borat, He gets annoyed and tries to get into a debate about who gets more girls, so I lied and said I've had more than him. I don't consider it lying, more "telling the truth in a non-chronological order". On reflection i should have just AMOG'd him back by saying I don't find my self-esteem in finding out if I've had sex with more girls than other guys. Or just not been a racist cunt. Racist horseplay, faux-racism, I love diversity.

I actually love that Craig David guy, I think me and him would make great party animal wing men. There was also this Finnish blonde girl there who ignores me when I say "Hi" but friendly to everyone else. Kind of odd. I think I will neg her, "Oh you're very attractive. Attractive girls are always annoying", "Your inferior intellect is infatuating", ya know.

On the way to my room some girl is in just her T-shirt knocking on a door. I probably make some lame ass comment then I turn around and start talking to her, we both acknowledge we've heard of each other around, I go for the hug and she says "NO handshake first, then we hug", she does a really weird handshake that I'll take as playfulness then we hug, I hug-pick-up her (which is standard for man-girl hugs). I think I've put in a few SOI's and shit, I was working on getting her to come back to mine to fuck but as soon as I have her mid-air in the hug, her boyfriend's friend appears. Fuck this shit, I leave.

Epilogue

On the way to uni I remember there's a strike on with the teachers, I see my teacher and she explains it all. I say "Are you going to beat up the children of the scabs?", she casually replies that they haven't got that kind of support yet.

Uhhh wut. And I spend about 10minutes talking about scabs and violence as she tries to tell me important issues. Nothing to do with pick-up I just thought it was funny :P

That sounds like a pretty enjoyable night and a good read.

The only thing I would say is: are you always hammered and acting the goat/clowning about etc?

Maybe your younger than me or that's just who you naturally are but based on how well your doing you may (or may not) get on better if you acted (just slightly) a bit more mature - you might be able to work on making more of an emotional connection. Sounds like you've got the sexual/escalating part on the right line. Might also help if your not always wasted - last few nights out I've had sober have been awesome.

Of course I'm in no place to judge, just a theme I've picked up from your last couple of reports.

You make some good points. Although this is me far more sober than I recently am. The passed month I've not been wasted but drunk. Yeah I guess I could be more mature but I'd probably get bored. I do wonder if sometimes I come off a clown and lack of 'emotional depth and connection'.

Wouldn't know where to start though.

Oh and being in a club sober is boring for me, I mean I don't mind if its to see somebody or to get out the house but as a night out I'd rather be at home. But yeah the clown/emotional connection point is something I could experiment with, if I knew how to go about it.

You don't have to be all serious & boring to be mature, you can still have a laugh also. Once you've fooled around with whatever the topic is about, just try relating or transitioning to something more mature/grown up related eg. sex/relationships, current gossip on world events/celebrities films etc.

I'm sure every girl wants a man who can have a laugh, make them laugh and doesn't take themselves seriously which you've got nailed. But from their point of view wouldn't it get boring/annoying if everything was just a goof around or a laugh? If you have some more depth to your interactions it shows your also a bit more of a man, have some knowledge & intelligence and there's more to you than just goofing around.

Certainly thinking back that was something I was bad at: acting like a clown too much, could easily make women laugh but that's about it. I've found recently I've been having a lot more mature conversations which progress and move on pretty well.

As for the club thing, each to their own I guess. Again previously, if I was ever driving nights out were never fun for me, I'd get bored easy and want to go home. The last few I've had have been awesome. I think how your ngiht goes depends on how YOU want it to go & if you want to enjoy it. You can still mash about and dance around whilst sober. Maybe you don't feel as confident or a bit awkward with women when sober, for me its the opposite way around.

Thanks for the feedback man. I think 'depth' is definitely something I need to project more. As I am a deep, intellectual artistic guy (haha how much of a cunt do I sound) I just get a buzz off making jokes. Like I don't make jokes to make people laugh or like me, I do it because it makes me laugh BUT as you said, its not the only thing.

I'll try and work on it.

And nah I find being in the club itself shit, I can approach the same sober or drunk. To each their own as you said. The only difference between drunk and sober whilst speaking to a girl is when drunk I escalate quicker, chat more shit and as you said, joke around a lot more.

Going to a house party tonight, little anxious about it, always am and I know it will be fine. I am developing self-efficacy in life. No pua pressure, I will talk, socialise and set up hanging out and shit with people. If we hit town then yeah isolate.

Also maybe be more interesting and less funny but I wont sweat it, chill out night.

No, we didn't break up in the end. I should have known better than to announce it, such is the constant rollcoaster our relationship consists. It must be love.

Good to hear. The streets are safe once again

They are for now anyway...

Your getting out, being social and approaching which is good.

Try to seek out the girls that that you can have a proper conversation with. There will be some there, but you have to find them. The easiest way to find out is if they seem receptive to you ask them an open question. Listen carefully for any hooks they give in their response, lock in and take it from there. Try to stay in the convo as long as possible with the one girl. Gradually you'll reveal more depth about yourself, Even if you are not trying to do it.