I felt very productive today so I did a lot of work on an email project.
I also had a date set up at 7PM. A new girl. I was looking forward to it although I was also ready for her if she flaked or canceled.
Well, around 6PM, she cancelled under some “emergency” excuse.
And suddenly, when I read her message, I felt very sad. Sadness overtook my body, I was teary and almost crying.
But rather than wallow in misery, which is fucked up, this must be repressed emotions because I have enough girls to not care about one, and because flakes are part of the process. I used to not get emotional, but Khan TB is helping me dig up something I guess.
Anyway, in spite of my low mood, I decided to go spend the time I would have normally spent on the date approaching women. I took an hour, and went out with my mood low and my eyes teary.
Surprisingly, girls were so nice to me although I approached them sad. So the first 3 girls, I was a sad puppy approaching them, but I pushed through.
And suddenly, I felt a surge of confidence and energy. Something similar to PS Iron Throne, overtaking me. I was so in the zone that I just say Hi to a girl and she keeps giggling. I was not doing things to attract women, I WAS ATTRACTIVE.
And in an hour I got 4 phone numbers. I felt like a champion, like I owned the whole place, stopping girls in the middle of the street with authority, having fun throughout the whole process. I even talked to groups of girls together which normally I used to avoid because I felt it is too much pressure and not much hope comes out of it.
AND I have talked to some of the hottest girls I’ve ever talked to. You know, the type that she’s so intimidating no other guy dares to approach her, she walks confidently in the middle of the street, and all guys look but never try? Well, I went fully confident, approached 2 of them with authority, one giggled like a little girl and then told me she’s going to her boyfriend and thanked me for the approach. And the second, we had a good chat before I took her number.
Oh, and before going home I went to the supermarket. There were two girls in line in front of me, and I had a bag full of groceries. As I approached her, I tripped and my bag and its contents fell in front of her. I thought that is weird but did not feel any social pressure. I calmly picked up all the groceries in front of her, then stood up, and told her I thought she is cute and I want her number. She told me she has a boyfriend, but I was so proud of myself. The old me would have thought: “This is already totally fucked. Why even bother? I made a fool of myself.” But now, I felt like it’s her privilege to get approached by me. So I can fuck up AND still be more awesome than any other guy she could meet.
Lovely times 