Flight Connections

We have been very bad at posting the past three weeks. Work and girls got in the way so it was not because we were slacking. Anyways, I am waiting in the airport to see my family so I now have time to update everyone on the awesomeness that was my past three weeks. This will be in the form of 7 posts: 6 about specific girls, 1 about general progress/thoughts. Be prepared.

Jumping into the first story: I had a multi-connection flight to Philadelphia three weeks ago. I was tired. But, I sat right behind these two cute Asian girls – I picked good seats. I start talking to them right off the bat. They were graduate students at a University close to where I was staying. We banter, they giggle, easy. At some point, I focus more on the one that I like (and the one that also seemed to be a bit more into me). She’s pretty shy, but when her friend fell asleep we exchanged numbers. When the flight got close to landing I tried seeding the pull. I wanted to see if we could all hang out at one of their places – I felt like there was genuine three-way potential. So I talked about how I think my host was not home (the flight landed early). Later I suggested we hang out / they take care of me / show me around because “I am but a silly lost boy.” It does not seem to get through. I ended up picking up my luggage after the flight and heading to my host’s house.

Later that night the one girl I exchanged numbers with texted me to see if I made it okay. At this point, I felt regret that I didn’t push a little harder because she seemed pretty down to hang out and was wondering where I went after the flight landed. Next time I need to stay in set longer even if it means being a chode. Luckily, this is not the end of the story. I needed to go grocery shopping (bulk cooking is lit) and so I invited her to join me the next day. She did. She was a bit surprised that I was actually grocery shopping (like straight up buying all the shit I need for the coming week). She was really shy throughout the whole date. At some point, she brought up that she got this new apartment for her parents who were flying in next week to see her graduation. Time to seed the pull mother fucker. I suggest that I help her unpack some boxes, organize her shit in there (I told her it satisfies me as an organized German boy to organize things) and that I need to see the view. We get into the apartment. Things got heated very slowly – like one of those crappy electric stoves. But like one of those crappy electric stoves, it barely gets hot at all for 10 minutes and then all of a sudden burns the shit out of you. When things got more physical she left to go to the bathroom and came back a new confident woman. It was insane. I actually did not think we’d get past first base that night because she was really shy and reserved. I think what had happened was that she became comfortable enough with me that she felt free to let go and have an amazing time. We end up “experiencing each other” and that was that. The moral of the story is to keep pushing forward in a way that makes the other person comfortable but offers space for things to happen. You’ll end up missing out on a lot of great sets that you may be unsure about if you don’t.


Mongolian Metro Miss

I must pardon myself for not posting more frequently the past few days. Today I spent time with my family since I am going back to America to work (I will barely get to see them till winter). Yesterday, I said bye to my high school friends. And the two days before those, I spent with a sassy Mongolian girl I met in the Metro last Friday (recall earlier posts). This post will be about that sassy Mongolian.

My text game before meeting her was basically how I would normally game: some witty banter/ teasing, questions, opening up about more personal parts of my life. I also monitored how much she would text me and how long it would take her to text back so that I would not send more than she did and I waited around the same amount of time to send a message back. So as the date nears I change our meeting location to McDonald’s close to where we originally planned to meet since they have free wifi and it is not too crowded. We had no problem finding each other at 9 pm. I have learned from my mistake from the night before.

I told her she’s my tour guide and that she has to show me her favorite part of Prague. She took me to this beautiful park in the center of the city. We walked around a bit then decided to buy a bottle of wine to share (she paid). We then go back to the park to find a chill place to sit. I tried to kiss her. She gave me the cheek. I did not let this phase me – I gave her a kiss on the cheek and continued talking. I could tell that me not caring sparked her interest like crazy. We ended up finding a place to sit and we continue our banter. I throw DLVs at her like “I’m a virgin” and “I’m super socially awkward and shy”, and obnoxious statements (that make me laugh) like “How does it feel to be around someone cooler than you”, “You’ve never met a guy like me”, “Yeah I’m short – it makes me more attainable”. All of these work like a charm if you say them because you find them funny – it communicates that you are carefree and high value (like who the fuck says these things unless they are high value). I balance this out by delving into some more personal things in my life, her life, and, in general, bouncing around a lot of topics. I also qualify her and compliment her when she does/says something I like. I also call her things like “my special Mongolian girl” and my “two-day cutie” (after we established we will hang out the next day and we probably won’t see each other after that because I’m heading to the US). While this is all going on, I build up some physicality. I play with her hair, put my arm around her, put her arm around me etc. We then decide to go to the river. As we are walking across the park to head to the river I pull her into a dark area under a tree (it is now around 11 pm) and I tell her to come towards me. She does a small shit test by waiting for me to try kissing her. But she ultimately slowly walks towards me as a stand strong, make laser eye-contact, and pull her by her hand slightly. We kiss.

We then decide to go to the river in Prague (one of my go-to mid-way points here). As we are walking across the park to head to the river I pull her into a dark area under a tree (it is now around 11 pm) and I tell her to come towards me. She does a small shit test by waiting for me to try kissing her. But she ultimately slowly walks towards me as a stand strong, make laser eye-contact, and pull her by her hand slightly. We kiss. She really starts kissing me. I stop her and we continue on our journey. So we walk to another small store to pick up some more drinks (we both have a high tolerance so it’s more of a formality than to get drunk – neither of us was tipsy at all). On the way to the river, we continue our witty banter and I pull her into corners and kiss her when I feel like it. When we get to the river I can tell she thinks I’m a god. She would grab my hand and put it around her waist Every time we would stop she would try to kiss me. We took a tram for two stops and she sat on my lap and put her boobs in my face (in a not so obvious way because other people were on the tram).

We ended up sitting down on a bench by the river. She wrapped her arms around me and sat on my lap. Then she started making out with me every chance she got. In between, she would tell me how she did not expect to like me this much and how amazing I am. The last time I had an experience like this is when I peaked in my pre-2017 game career (end of 11th grade) when I had pulled LF (the girl who became my first serious girlfriend). This is one of the reasons why I fucking got into the game: giving people such amazing experiences that they see you as the second coming of Christ. Anyways, we hook up there for a while and then I bring up her work (she’s a university student that works as a receptionist for an apartment building). I tell her she should show me it (she told me earlier that the reception is its own apartment). I did this because I’m living with family (the walls are thin) and so does she. So we go to the apartment block.

Outside the apartment block, we meet a tipsy Dutchman who needs some help. Since UN (the girl I’m with) is really nice, we help him out. While we’re helping him she keeps wrapping her arms around me, putting her head on my shoulder, and letting me grab her ass (when nobody was behind her I’d grab it bare and she didn’t care). After helping him we head into the apartment. We both use the bathroom and I set up the mood with some low lighting. We then start hooking up on the couch. Things escalate hella fast – she really wants me inside her. There’s a little resistance since she works there, but I joke that it will be our dirty little secret and that it’s sexy and funny. As soon as we were both in a position to have sex (and I had protection on – ALWAYS USE PROTECTION). She grabs my cock and puts it in her as fast possible – it was intense as fuck. We end up having sex twice on the couch where she works. Afterward, she says that we were not supposed to have sex (it was not planned) and I say the same thing. She then tells me she really liked it and that she’s glad she did it. This relieved me because I want to feel like I’m giving more than I take. We then walk back to the river – hand holding, making out, and cuddling ensue. After a bit of that, we call cabs, set up the next date, and head home.

We planned to meet up at a bar on Wednesday. She called me 10 minutes before to ask me if I could meet her at a different location because she has to pay bills for her family (end of the month so she could not do it any other time). I respond with “that’s fine, just make it up to me by buying me a drink”. It’s important to show that you aren’t phased by stuff like this, but also that you are not a push-over. We meet up, pay her bills, then head to the bar. She buys me a drink, we banter like before, we have a few more drinks, I escalate physically with her and then we head out to the river. We buy a bottle of wine and we head to a park on the other side of the river. We sit in a somewhat hidden part of the park, we drink, and we make-out (she’s on my lap again). She recalls that I said I don’t like blowjobs (honestly, unless the girl does it just right for me, I don’t) and so she wants to see if she can change my mind. We go to a more secluded part of the park and she goes down on me. Things get so heated that she decides she wants to lose her public-sex virginity with me and so we go back into town to buy condoms. She buys them. We head back. We go back to the same part of the park. I fuck her standing up for a good 15-25 minutes. She compliments me on how good it was and we begin cuddling a little since we have grown to like each other. She ends up buying me some food since we were both hungry and I was low on cash. We then go our separate ways. We still chat now and then – she told me how she told her friends (which she was excited to do) and how they cheered her on because she’s the most innocent one in the group. This made me really happy because it is obvious that she had such an incredible time because of me. It really opened my eyes to how much value I have to offer.

Those two days really exemplified my reasons for loving the game. I was able to express myself freely and was loved for it. I created an amazing experience for someone else and was treated, in return, like a god. I was hyper present – I was in a state of flow. I met a girl randomly on the metro that I really liked – proving to me that I can find girls I really like anytime and anywhere if my game is solid. This gives me the feeling of true abundance in my dating life (i.e. if something does not work out its fine since I can meet another amazing person within a week). The game is hard, but it just gives so much (proportionally to how much you put in).


+ Julien-esque self-amusement

+ Did not let her shit tests phase me (whether they really were shit tests or not)

+ pulled despite bad logistics

+ got a glimpse of how rewarding the game can be

+ strong eye contact

+ found the right balance of comfort and value to drive her head-over-heels for me

Friends and Fuck-Up

So today I hang out with two different girls: one a friend, one a day 2. Let’s start with the friend.

One of the large things that I am still learning to deal with with female friends is being real without coming off as flirty. I want to have fun and do all these things, but I also value the friendship (for many reasons – wing women are great is one of those) and so I don’t want to come on too strong like I would if I were being 100% real. This sort of leads to a bit of frustration inside me – I want to be fun, loving, and everything, but I am too scared of coming on flirtatiously. Then on the other hand that leaves to talk about more serious boring stuff with them and I am afraid I’m coming off too boring. One solution I have had recently is to act gayer when I make more “value”-giving comments. Like, I will throw I may do a small neg but I’ll phrase it “bitch.. hold on a second…” to make it sound less like I’m hitting on her and more like I’m her gay best friend. Anyways, I’m still learning how to manage female friendships because they can be highly valueable.

So on to the fuck-up. It did not start off as a fuck-up. In fact, it started off as a major W. So I was waiting to hang out with a friend last night and they are running 10-15 minutes late. So I see this cute girl walking towards me. We make eye contact. I don’t open. She walks by. I run up to her and open her. We vibe for a good amount of time, talk about seeing each other tonight for drinks, and then exchange contact information. So, we set up the date. We plan to meet at 10 pm today where we met (a crowded place in the middle of town). So I get to my bus stop early.. but the bus was not there. In fact, it did not come at all. So I end up getting a cab, but I still get there late – at 10:08 to be exact. I walk around the area twice and do not see her. So I go to find internet. I only find internet at a Starbucks not far from where we planned to meet at 10:20. At this point, I see she sent me two messages: one at 10:02 and another at 10:08. The first one says she’s there and is asking where I am. The second says she’ll wait for 10 more minutes then she will leave. I guess I missed out on that window. I get so frustrated that I keep looking for her for another 30 minutes, but to no luck. I end up going home. On the way home though I do make one approach. The woman is 28 (I thought she was younger) and married. But she went to the same high school as me. We have a great conversation – we vibed well – and I start feeling a lot better. I honestly felt a lot better just approaching.

Here’s what I learned from tonight:

  • If you are in an area where you do not have 4G and rely on internet, meet at a place that has internet so you don’t have to leave it to message the other person.
  • Do not meet in less specific and crowded places because it will be hard to find the other person.
  • Approaching heals rejection pain. It shows your brain that there are other great people out there so you do not get hung up on one person.


Play to Win

I pulled again. Let me start from the beginning.

I take the metro to go downtown to meet my friends. I see this Asian girl across from me at the metro. Time to sacrifice the lamb. At first, it was really awkward to approach so I promised myself I would when we reach the next stop. Then she put earphones in. So many excuses flew into my head, but Julien’s voice broke through all of them: do it for the reference. She hooks. We vibe till we get off at the same stop. We exchange social media and then parted. (Update: we are setting up a date for Tuesday night right now – FOLLOW UP ON YOUR NUMBERS EVEN IF YOU THINK THEY WILL FLAKE).

So I meet up with IA (the good friend mentioned in past posts) and we get a table at this one hip hop club. I walk in and there’s a full table of Vietnamese girls. I thought it was my birthday.

I send the first part the night socializing with IA’s brothers and high school friends. We get a couple bottles for fun. Once I am having a really time IA tells me we should go fishing (bring back girls to the table). At first, I am resistant because I am having so much fun, but then I say fuck it and we go.

As soon as I get close to the bar I approach this two set of Vietnamese girls. IA wings me for a bit but then I tell him I can handle both of them since the friend supported me. I get the friend to qualify “the target” [Ivy] (I hate the word “target” but I will use it for the sake of ease) and things go well – she is pretty distant in general though. We dance for a bit and I get them drinks from my table (at some point I think I actually paid my friend 5 bucks to refill my cup so that I didn’t have to leave my spot). But Ivy was still really cold to me – she would give me mild IOIs and express interest but she was resisting pretty steadily throughout. She told me she was into me but since her ex was there she didn’t want to be physical. I get their contact details and continue plowing. At some point, they talk to my good friend B, and he tells me she never broke up with her ex. I’m confused and I end up talking to the ex. He said it was cool for me to hit her up (chill dude). Anyways, after that, I spin hug Ivy, she giggles, but then my stomach just starts hurting like crazy – the pressure set something off. I run to the bathroom and make myself throw up until I feel better.

I come out after washing my hands and mouth and I approach the first set I see – a girl named Vera. Instantly hooks. My friends want to go to another club with me so I tell her to come with. She complies. Halfway to the club, I tell her to come with me on an adventure. She says she should go back to her friend but I assure her we will be back in 20 minutes and she does not need to worry. She follows. The trick to most of this is satisfying the logical layer while still playing the emotional one. One move I really like to do is putting my hand on my hip with my arm out and tap my elbow until she intertwined hers with mine. Be patient. You will be rewarded. We start hooking up when we get to a more private area but she’s pretty resistant since she’s not from Prague and is staying with her friend (and does not have her phone on her).

We end up heading back and meeting her friend outside the club. At this point, I focus on winning the friend and we end up hitting it off. I said I will walk back with them to make sure Vera gets there safely. I also mentioned that I need to use the bathroom (seed the pull).  The friend is super cool with everything. This happened because I partly got lucky that the friend is chill, but it is also because I won her over and got her to like/trust me. So we get to the apartment and I use the bathroom like I said. The friend starts a Skype call with her ex and chills in the living room – she lowkey signaled that we can use the bedroom. This is why winning the friend can be so key. Vera and I start hooking up again but she still worries about her friend. I tell her she’s asleep on the couch to calm her down and then I continue turning her on. After a while of making out she ends up going down on me – we would have sex but neither of us has protection (I stopped bringing protection out because it put too much pressure on me to pull, which would make me too outcome dependent – at first this was not a problem because I was not pulling, but I think I should bring one now and just pretend I don’t have it till I need it). About after a minute of me finishing, her friend bursts in to sleep in her bed. I put my shoes on, kiss Vera goodbye and take public home since it is 6 AM.


+ plowed in the face of difficulty

+ approached even though I felt like shit (after throwing up)

+ stayed in set and won over the friend to make our bad logistics work (did not give up -> played to win)

+ approached with the mindset of proving my preconceived notions wrong and was pleasantly surprised

+ approached on public transport which I am not comfortable with doing

+ Setting up day 2 as I write this post with the first girl

–> be less value seeking (I started off that way with Ivy – was not fully out of my head)

Reconnecting and Escorts

So the past two nights I spent mostly reconnecting with people from my high school. It is the most bizarre feeling because I got into “the game” second-semester 11th grade, and really just separated myself socially from people in my grade till… well this trip back to Prague. At the time I needed to find myself and I could not let their preconceived notions of who “J2 is supposed to be” hold me back. Anyways, I am having a great time reconnecting with them as a more “updated version of myself” (that is still in the process of his biggest update yet) – but, obviously, I still feel a bit hindered by how they used to view me (I feel like I’m put into that old frame since so many of them see me that way, and if I’m not careful I slip into it).

Anywho while I have been practicing social circle skills (being a good listener, not losing my frame, being gregarious, building a network), I have been lacking in cold approach practice. I did two small sets last night.

The main set I did was this set of absolutely beautiful young girls at a table next to us at a bar. There were like 6-8 of them and two really old beer-bellied dudes. At first, I thought it could just be really good game, but then I noticed that most of the girls’ body language was telling me they were disinterested in them (sitting with their backs to them but turning their heads to give them attention). So when the guys left, I tapped one of them on the shoulder (the one I found most attractive) and asked her what was going on over here because I was genuinely curious. She tells me to keep my curiosity back at my table in a very stern voice. I did not let this phase me and I vibe for a bit, but it was pretty clear that no matter how much I plowed she wanted me gone before the guys came back. I later found out that they were paid to be with them – not even to sleep with them (I am assuming because I saw the guys go their separate ways without girls after). I am starting to get exposed to the wacky world where girls my age are paid to hang out with guys. It’s quite sad but also it shows me the importance of building a social circle to get access to these really attractive girls who you would not find anywhere else (because they only go where they are paid to go).

So despite that not going well, it got me out of my head and I got a big rush of state. Right before we leave, this one decently cute blonde Czech girl walked passed me to go to the bathroom. She gives me a look and I ask her what her name is. She stops briefly, shakes my hand, and tells me her name. Then she continues walking to the bathroom. I really need to square up next time and be more authoritative with my approach. My (passive) body language basically communicated to her that I was less important than her going to the bathroom, and thus low-value. I guess it did not communicate as much low-value as stopping her from a needy, attention-seeking, place inside me – but I need to move up a tier nevertheless. I really need to work on feeling like I offer so much value (by being real, calibrating after the fact, and wanting nothing from anyone else) that if I don’t stop this girl to meet me, I would be doing her a disservice.


+ Interesting new reference experiences by saying “fuck it, let’s find out”

–> Do not be afraid to be authoritative – offer so much value you’re scared of them missing out on you

–> Be less afraid to approach in front of your old high school friends

The Half-Pull

Tonight was the first night I (half-)pulled since I restarted my cold-approach pickup career this year. It was a hell of a night. Let me begin.

I start off hitting up this shisha venue with my good old high school friend, his younger brother and his brother’s friend group. I use this as an opportunity to get loose since I had just spent most of my day cooking for my family, and coding for work – I was very technical and stuck in my head. At 11 we head to the club.

We walk in and its pretty dead. Since my friend knew the manager, we get a table. My friend and I agree to split a bottle (a requirement to have the table) – basically agreeing to be the providers for the first part of the night. Note: never buy a bottle because you want to show it off to girls – only buy it because you genuinely want to give to others and because you enjoy it. Over time more and more people come in. There’s this table of girls with a few guys across from us. At first, I am too nervous to go up and say hi – I saw a bunch of other guys approach and get blown out. At some point I say “fuck it” and I grab my bottle (to show that I am not trying to leech off of them) and say “hey table neighbors!” The girls respond very coldly, but the guys love me. The only girl that bothered talking to me was the only Asian chick in the club – while that is one of my main types, she was somewhat below my standards and too cold to make up for that difference.

After that failure, I high-five the guys and head back to my table where I dance and vibe with my friends. My good friend’s little brother pulled a bunch of girls to the table like a baller (our guy to girl ratio before then was pretty bad). And then at some point, my friend stops this one girl and asks her if she wants to chill with us at the table. All of a sudden the guy she was with pops up and so my friend starts talking to him (have to win over the friends). Since the girl was unoccupied I roll up with the bottle and pour her a drink. She instantly hooked. I grab her hand and put it around my shoulder. She complies… but then she looks at the guy she was with and backs away. Noticing this I ask her what the relationship is between her and him, and she says their friends… phew… somewhat. So us three – Mary (the girl), her friend, and I – vibe for a bit. Since Mary was giving my IOIs (like holding my hand) I take her to the dance floor. At first, things started getting heated. Then she backs away. I look behind me and her friend is rolling up. After some time dancing with both of them, I lead them back to the table and pour them a shot directly into their mouths. To a large extent, I am trying to win over the friend since his approval is important for the pull. I do this by vibing with him as opposed to AMOGing him. Mary keeps on being physical with me – very low-key though so she does not feel judged by her friend – and so I grab both of them and say “let’s find you a girl.” He tells me he’s gay (later he says he’s bi). Then I follow up with “Any guys you’re eyeing?” He says that none of them are his type. I start getting mildly aggravated but calm myself down. So I go up to him and say “Hey, can I just spend 20 minutes with her.” I tell him to wait where he is since it’s in between the dancefloor (where I am taking her) and the exit – so he knows that she cannot leave without him knowing. He agrees somewhat reluctantly – but only after taking her phone so that she is somewhat dependent on him.

I pull her to the dance floor and holy crap this girl is giving my shit-tests. Every time things started getting a little heated, she would pull away and put a lot of distance between us. Since I sort of knew what was going on I just stood my ground and had fun. She eventually came back. So then I pull her into my ‘locked-in’ position (back against the wall, legs spread with her up on me). At this point, things start to get more heated – a lot more physicality. We start grinding, I start pulling her hair, we get close. I go for the make-out but she turns her head. I do not let this phase me – I give her a kiss on the cheek and keep having fun. When things got too heated she would start pulling away – in response, I took my hands off of her, stood there in my ‘locked-in’ position and waited for her to come back on me. I could tell that this massively turned her on (that I was not outcome-dependent and generally non-reactive). I notice her friend coming back (I guess my 20 minutes were up) and so I pull her hair and we make-out. Thank god.

So her friend starts dancing with us, and my good friends younger brother tries to get him away – I tell him he’s fine because I want to win the friend’s trust and approval. At this point, Mary’s friend told her that they’re going since they have a train to catch at 9 am. She ignores him and grinds up closer on me. At this point, she begins boxing him out by getting really close to me and turning her back to him. He starts getting pissed. I calm the situation down by telling him that I will return her to their hotel before 3 am. At first, he was difficult, but he agrees after I give him my number and take down the hotel name, address, and his number. Then he says something angrily to her and leaves in a hissy fit with her phone. She ignored him and stayed close to me.

After dancing and making-out for a while longer I grab her and tell her we’re getting some fresh air. She seems reluctant but, ultimately, follows. When we’re outside I suggest we go on an adventure – that we go to the river. She laughs, stops, and says no. She tells me I’m “a character” and really douchey. I respond with “I am”. I square up in front of her, cross my arms, and maintain intense eye-contact. I tell her it’s beautiful and that I am going with or without her – it’s her choice if she wants to come along and I do not really care if she does or does not. She does not respond with much. The staring contest continues. Then I decide I need to build more comfort, so I open up about my mild autism, shit I went through in high school, the fact that I am in Prague to see my sisters graduation, and that I am just a normal lonely child at the end of the day. She smiles, but the staring contest persists. I extend my hand out while maintaining intense eye contact, and after some time, she grabs it. We go to the river.

While walking along the river’s edge I open up to her about my life – I figured I built so much value already, that I need to build more comfort and become more relatable and human. I also tell her about the different things I like about her. Then I see it – a boat with a raft with a little wall on it that we can hide behind. I tell her we’re getting on the boat and she complies.

We get behind the wall and things start getting heated. I start fingering her. I unbuckle my pants and put her hand on my cock – she strokes. She starts moaning, and then she tells me to stop. This is where things started getting weird. So I stopped and we continue hooking up. She starts getting really aggressive with me : pulling my hair and shirt violently. I respond with less violent hair-pulling and mild choking since she seems to like it aggressive. After a certain amount of back and forth, it becomes too much for me: I do not want to ruin my shirt or lose hair because of this girl. So I push her off me, buckle up my pants, lean against the wall and tell her that she’s starting to scare me and so I am done.

At first, she seems very confused, but then we get into another staring competition. After about 10 minutes she begins to come closer and closer to me and we start hooking up again. She won’t let me finger her and every time she starts going down on me, she would stop very shortly after. So I was like “fuck it, I’ll do it myself” and I start whacking myself off as we hooked up. She starts getting really intense and turned on. When I told her that I am finishing soon she did not seem the believe me. Then I did and she was very surprised – I think she thought that I was bluffing. This just turned her on more and she started really hooking up with me.

At this point, I got mine so I say that unless she’ll let me give her hers I’m going to call taxis. She doesn’t say anything and so I start leaving. She tries to pull me back and we get back into it – but she still would not let me give her hers. Then, a person comes by and walks into the boat right next to us. I tell her that we should go since I do not feel comfortable hooking up right in front of someone when we are sort of on their property (the woman had keys to the boat). She tries to keep me there, but after a bit of struggle I get out and she follows. She is completely hooked.

On the way to the cab pick-up location, she would stop me multiple times to make out with me. She suggested that I come back to her hotel with her despite her rooming with her friend. I am tempted, but I am here with my family, and I rather not freak my mom out by not being here in the morning, especially since I already finished (I can do what I want in the U.S., but when I am with my parents, I want to make sure they do not worry about me). She said she wished we were in a different world (I think she meant that I did not have family to return to and she did not have a train at 9 am – basically, that our logistics were better). We finally get to the pick-up location and we wait for the cabs. She starts crying. I ask her what’s wrong. She says nothing. She stops crying and starts making out with me every chance she gets. I tell her I had a great night and I comfort her by giving her hugs and making her feel special (by saying the specific things I like about her and what specific unique experiences I had because of her). This seems to make her feel a bit better but she still suggests I go back with her. Like I said, I was tempted to, but I really couldn’t (and she had a train at 9 am). Anyways, so I get her her cab, I get my cab and we go our separate ways.

What a night.


+ held my ground in the face of a lot of shit tests (probably some of the most I have ever faced)

+ Was not afraid to let the set die and communicated this clearly by setting boundaries

+ Dealt with her male friend appropriately by being respectful and friendly – but, ultimately, getting her into my enough that she wanted to ditch him for me

Work on:

–> approaching a bit more earlier – not letting my nervousness get in the way

–> approach the target when approaching a group set (then saying hi to the group)

Blog Writing as a Form of Self-Shaming for the Purpose of Self-Motivation

I have to admit something : today I did not completely stick to my goal. I wanted to approach three girls today and I did not. That is the purpose of this blog post – to make it public that I did not achieve this so that I am motivated to achieve it tomorrow.

TO BE FAIR I did complete my more relaxed goal of approaching A GIRL, which I am really proud of myself that I did.

I was at home during most of the day : I got my daily meditation, daily workout, daily macros, and daily Julien in (in every meaning of the word “in”… Giggity). Anyways, so I was planning to meet up with a really good/close old friend from high school. Since I had to do some remote work I only had time to go out once with him – either at night or during the day. He did not have much time tonight so we decided to go to a shisha lounge this afternoon. To get there I had to take a bus and the metro. On the bus there was pretty much no approach opportunities – the only girls on there were from my old high school, and since I did not recognize them I am assuming that they are below the age of 16. So, keeping with my standards, I did not even think about approaching. Then on the metro, there was this one good approach opportunity… I just had too many excuses as to why I should not do so. She left one stop before mine.Mistake number 1.

After that, I met up with my friend, walked to the lounge, and had an awesome time catching up. I had to come back for dinner (the purpose of my vacation is to see family after all) and since I was running late, I left with little time to spare for day-game – mistake number 2.

On the way back I started getting antsy because I knew I had to get an approach in or I would struggle to look at myself in the mirror. There were girls here and there but none of them within the range of my standards (even if I loosened them a bit). Then I saw her : glorious practice. She sat on the other side of the metro cab. At first, excuses were being thrown into my head left and right. And then, when the train had pulled up to a stop neither of us were getting off at, I told myself, “when the door closes and the beep goes off, you approach her”.

That’s exactly what I did. I got up off my seat across from her and sat down right next to her. “Hi, do you speak English?” “Yes,” she laughed. “My name is [J2], what’s your name?” She smiles and shakes my hand “I am Dominka”. “Are you a student here?” “No.” I get confused. “Wait, how old are you.” “29”. G-fucking-G. She was nice, but not cool/cute enough to get me past the fact that she is 9 years older than me – maybe I am just being judgemental, or maybe I am just limiting myself/ giving myself excuses as opposed to playing to win. I laugh after her response and we vibe for a bit more. Happy I got my approach in, I say “bye” and get off at my stop.


+ got an approach in even though I had limited time to do so

need to work on:

–>  approaching during the day even if I am worried I am bothering the person/ distracting them from what they are doing

–> going for contact information if a pull is not going to happen (which it definitely wasn’t due to my own logistics today)

–> ? Getting over age differences when the girl is a lot older than me ? (let me know if this is something I should actually work on, or am I justified in my decision?)