Yeah well thats nothing to do with me

The Friday Before

I didn't write this one up before as it was too eventful to write up on an accumulation of hangovers hitting me on Sunday. Saturday night I was even having body pains from all the junk food and alcohol recently haha.

I went to Leeds to meet my mate who'd come back from Dubai for the weekend; he said he was visiting his brother to teach him how to party as it was his brother's party. I thought it sounded cool, a new city, celebrations, brothers reuniting and also he's a social guy. Me and him have a weird history together from being best mates to mortal enemies where we set up fights with each other (even a gang fight once!) which probably isn't the healthiest friendship to have.

So I turn up to the train station in Leeds he tells me "Dude, my brother just came out the closet to me", and that his brother fucking hates him, didn't invite him and still hadn't told his brother I was coming. Anyway we get to the halls and we start pre-drinking with his brother in nice awkward conversation with him whilst trying to set up a party.

We get two girls numbers by gesturing to girls in two different windows. I did hand signals for my number and they rang me, the other girls were vice versa. I was actually proud of that haha its funny how all these crazy moments come about when you're doing it for fun and to build the party.

One number stopped replying and the other said they'd come over after they finished work at their bar. But by this time his brother, who had been chilling on the bed chatting up guys online, randomly came in and said "If you dont leave security are coming". Happy families eh.

On the train home we make friends with some English student girl and two old women who work for the government but could 'make us disappear', i offered to kill people for them but they weren't interested. Cant please everybody. The student was funny, she went constantly from hating us to finding us funny and trying to make us laugh with shakespeare. Shakespear isn't funny.

Onto our next train more banter with two random girls. Still getting more and more drunk. Finally on the third train we are coming into Manchester, some girls walk passed and say "Its you from Wednesday night", I have no recollection and this happens a lot nowadays, right now me and my mate have that full on party, fun, talkative, social, anything-could-happen vibe going. Its great.

Into 5th Ave we get speaking to girls in the queue who would be our girls for the night. My mate didn't have any ID but god is a bro and knew what was up, he lets him in. Before I've even gotten down the stairs I shout to some girls "ID's ladies" as they're leaving.

"You're not a bouncer. . .and we don't even need any!"
"Come here"

We start making out, her friend turns to my mate, he thinks she's going to cock block, but she goes "Hey " and motions a pull. But he's married (oh yeah he told me he got married to make it easier in Dubai, so much for the sanctity of marriage). She's fucking hot too! A good 8 but I think she's pretty drunk - no shit - and I wasn't that drunk although that could be me thinking it was too easy.

We move on, some girls come up and go "SHAH!", fucksake, "How do you know me?", "Big Brother 2009", they repeat this constantly until one goes "2 weeks ago in here" but then denies she said it and carries on with BB '09. So weird. I see them around during the night but blank them. Cba with it. Me and my friend dubbed each other as Ted and Barney, with me being Ted and him being Barney. This gets very confusing for everybody.

Then we end up with the girls we met in the queue but i didn't really 'pick' one I was chatting shit to one of them and thought "I guess her" but I wasn't really interested but my friend made a good point which was "I've blown lots of lays by ditching sure things for something better. Its a tough decision". Dammit he picked on my insecurity of not sticking with it.

After a while I say "i really think we should carry on with our night", its only 1:30am and we'd only been in there for an hour or so now. I was chatting so much shit to the girl to see what I could get away with. Stuff like:

"Have you noticed how in the city its really loud but in small towns its quiet?", she called me intellectual.

"Im a virgin and I've never even kissed a girl", she tells me im really good looking and know how to chat up girls. Wtf. I tell her I "Just speak from the soul" and she believes me. The entire time Im fingering her ass through her skirt btw.

Anyway come 2:15-ish (I wasn't that drunk) Im too bored and my friend won't leave even though he's not getting with any of them. So I blow us out by, whilst having a digit up my girls ass, try it with her best mate. This does not go down well. My friend starts subtly being on their side by being that 'guy who's with the girls and wants to find out whats going on' if that makes any sense like he was with them and knew me less. Fucking cunt.

We're about to have a 'falling out' but he says "Wait can we talk this out? I've already lost my family and brother today". This is the only time in the entire universe this has happened with him. He has grown. If I told our friends back home they probably wouldn't believe me. I drop it and we carry on.

I see Sapmi and nearly spit my drink out. And a few other Ml guys. I can tell some random guy is a PUA talking to two girls so I walk over and start speaking to the other girl about how my friend has the hiccups, she looks at him, he hiccups. Then the guy tries to AMOG me by coming over to the girl Im speaking to and say some cliche amog-destroyers which makes me laugh. I start talking to the other girl, "Whos he?", "No idea he just started speaking to us". Some point he's gone and I'm chat to them both for a bit.

Me and my mate leave, go home and go bed. Obviously different ones, this ain't a lay report!

Review

I know I lose out on the lay a lot but I dunno I was bored. She wasn't hot enough to cancel out the boredom. I'm definitely at a completely different place than I was even a month ago.

A month ago I would have 5minutes of conversation and start being like "So my place?" and did that with any girl in general. It was crass. I know now I can pull. I remember Jaz even asking "What percentage do you think you have of getting laid tonight?" and I literally thought "Zero". Now I think its like 50% if I follow through. Both Friday and Saturday I could have pulled; Friday my fault, Saturday was because of a fight!

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On Wednesday Im going out no matter what. Im going to get the number of the barmaid who gives me free drinks. And I will number close any girl I get talking to as well.

I really need to approach in university haha been saying that one for ages though.

I convinced a non-pua friend to do some approaches during the day with me for a laugh, he said he'd watch which is all I need. Someone to talk to, keep out my head, take the pressure off and maybe push me too. Something happened today which made me want to have more experience chatting up girls during my day even more. It will be my new years resolution for sure but may as well get experience now too. My main resolution was night game this year.

Looking forward to the uni day game reports!

I know man I do too, I need someone to push me into doing approaches during the day though! Its a hard ball to get rolling.

Yeah but like with approaching in the club, it helps to have someone push you first.

Answer to the edit:

In theory you are right. I am a flawed human being and need someone to push me for the first few times before doing it on my own. It took me the first 5 months of being pushed in the night club to approach, to be able to do it by myself.

I don't understand the 'push me' element. Perhaps I have now forgotten why I may have ever felt this.

The one thing that will always, always keep me approaching is the promise is hot wet pussy as a reward. It's a no brainer.

In the night scene I can do it on my own. I just can't seem to do it on my own in the day. Naturally I'm very in-head, day dreaming about things which doesn't help.

I always think 'yeah this week i'll do it' but never do. I've never felt like a faggity PUA loser, I dont even think Im a PUA or relate to it. I consider myself a guy who wants to get laid, with choice, and goes about it.

Yeah you're right Nova it is a no-brainer, in the club I'm like that (sober or drunk) but when I'm in my day I never feel in the mood. I'll see them and be like "Ahh but im with some friends/got work to do/on the way somewhere" blah blah blah.

So its either; find someone who can push me till Im comfortable on my own, or go about my day-to-day hoping one day I'll randomly push myself to do it.

In night game you can get your wingman to push you into approaches or introduce you to girls they're talking to. You can also rely, to a certain extent on Dutch courage to make a transition from swigging down a pint to approaching women.

But with day game I find it's totally different. In the club most guys are basically competing, that's why AMOG'ing happens right? (first time I've used that term and I'm not even sure I said it right) But in day game, who are you competing against? Really I think the answer to this is yourself. You come up with excuses for not approaching, you automatically believe the whole approach to be different than what works in a club a simple "Hi I'm Barney ..etc..".


I get what you mean about being pushed to approach but in day game, the thing is you could be walking back from uni and see someone that you want to talk to and would talk to if you were in a club scene but you don't have no-one pushing you to make the approach. Then your mind kicks in handing you reasons why you shouldn't approach and you let the situation slip past because you're in your own head.


My point is your limitation of not being pushed to approach is all in your head. You don't need the push, why should you need the external push? Your not bothered if you get rejected because you can handle that when your at the club so you can handle it in this situation too. Getting yourself to approach in day game is a leap you must take because at the end of the day, your not around mates who will push you into approaches every day so you must find your ability to say "fuck it, what's the worst that can happen". Work yourself to get out of your head and your realize that you never needed the push at all.

Start off small scale conversations with shop assistants etc.. just to get yourself in a good mood, out of your head, then move on to approaching random people in the street and just strike up a conversation. Like I was talking to a cute 19 year old on the bus the other day and somehow we got talking about my puppy and how I brought her home in a cardboard box then the car broke down and shit, and the topic we were on was handbags and how big hers was that she could fit 1 of those dogs Paris Hilton has in there.

As soon as you realize "I can fucking do this" and you have some success, you'll realize that day game is awesome. Most people are bored and in a routine during the day, if they have time most are more than happy to add a bit of fun to that routine. And if you get a number, they are far more likely to remember you since they weren't drunk when you were talking to them.

Haha nice man.

Yeah you're right. I do know that as soon as I go over and get speaking it'll go fine (or hilariously wrong). Its just the inertia. Tomorrow Im in Uni all day with no lessons so Ill be in the social learning zone and bar - who say's you can't get drunk before doing assignments - and I'll post up what I do.

Whether or not I approach. You can all hold me to it. If I don't approach you can all make fun of me and call me girls names.

Do you associate or relate to Barney Stinson? Or did you find it a funny name to have as your handle.

I think he is the epitome of chatting up girls. I only recently got into HIMYM but I think he's a genuinely good example of chatting up girls.