Went out to Typhoons in Pacific Beach. Pretty much the only place in town that is any good. It’s always pretty packed, but always full of foreign exchange students.
I haven’t been approaching very much and I’m not quiet sure why. I’ll talk to the friends of the girl that my friend approaches usually with no problem, but I haven’t been making a lot of moves on my own.
I might hit up like 5 or so the entire night on my own. It’s pretty pathetic. I guess it might be an entitlement issue or apathy to approaching. My brain might realize that if I go out as much as I do, I’m bound to get laid.
I get laid already way more than the average person. I’ve had sex with around 20 girls this year, which is pretty ridiculous.
I also have girls that I can hit up and pretty much get laid whenever I want. The thing is, I don’t really care whether or not I get laid. The main reason that I do this is to build the skill set. My goal with pickup is to be able to go out, have fun, and at the end of the night, if I meet a girl that I’m into, take her home and have sex with her.
I do this as a hobby. I do it because I enjoy the growth and because it’s challenging. For the most part, it helps out in different areas of my life. I said hi and bye to my stepdad the other day when I was at my mom’s house; which never happens. We usually just ignore each other. This is happening because of my self-development through pickup.
Confidence building, etc. I’ve grown a lot in the past year and a half. There was a point where I couldn’t stand in the club without constantly looking over my shoulder; thinking people were judging me for just standing there; without a drink in my hand.
I definitely couldn’t approach a girl. It went from me putting myself in those situations; becoming comfortable; and then finally working the nerve to go out for 30-days straight and saying hi to at least 10 girls a night.
From there I was able to start having conversations with girls for short periods of times. And then have some girls just like me because of me and leading the way to sex. Then I started to learn to stay in set even with it was a bit awkward and start leading.
Finally, I was able to start leading the entire interaction from open to sex. I would go off and on with and without alcohol as a crutch. I would have fun a lot easier with alcohol and I would get laid, not really knowing what I was doing.
Now I’m back sober. Been 100% sober for 15 days now and I’m learning a lot about my style and what I need to work on. It’s pretty fucking awesome. I just need to remind myself that even if I’m not in that stellar mindset, I still need to approach, and the boring conversation is enough; I’ve gotten laid multiple times off of: ‘Hi, what’s your name? Where you from? What do you do?’
That if I take action, I will be rewarded; that if I follow the process my skills will develop. I’m not really sure why I haven’t been approaching as much as I should the past few nights; maybe its because I banged two new girls the other night and its apathy in my subconscious. Or maybe I care what other people think of me.
I don’t really know and I don’t really care; its going to change. It’s about following the process and allowing myself to have fun and not staying comfortable at the base level of happiness.
Life is short and you have to take what you want for yourself.
Anyways, back to the field report. Didn’t approach much; maybe 5-6 sets the entire night, however, I’ve been really good at keeping myself in a positive mindset and not getting fucking negative for no reason.
It’s best, IMO, that you stay positive throughout the night, even if you’re not taking action and berating yourself after the night is over. This works wonders when your wing is having a good night and needs help with friends of their girl.
I winged my wing multiple times throughout the night. Hung out with a group of girls while he took his girl off to another part of the bar.
Also winged him with a semi-chubby girl that had a cute face as he pulled a cute little German to McDonalds. Shit was super packed, so we told them we’d drive them to another McDonalds – which was 20 minutes away close to my house.
After we got food, we told them we can eat and play Jenga at my house a few blocks away. The girls were hesitant at first, but eventually agreed.
We get to my place and it seems pretty on. It actually seemed pretty on from the moment we met them. Both seemed down to fuck. My girl had amazing lips and really cute face, would have definitely let her suck me off.
I showed my girl the view on my balcony and went for makeout. Such amazing lips. OMG. Strong and soft; inside of her mouth was so gushy and soft; I am kind of say that it wasn’t wrapped around my cock.
She said she had to use the restroom, so I let her go. After she got out I had to pee too; so I went.
Now after I got out, things started to change. The girls started getting pretty cunty. My girl was out on the balcony smoking a cigarette; so I went out and joined her.
We small talk for a couple minutes and she seemed a bit reserved. I’m touching her leg for a minute or so and then she takes my hand off her leg and kind of tosses it. I tell her to come cuddle and she says that she’s not into it.
Wtf? Bitch, you are not on my level. Whatever. She starts saying that they should probably go and I agree. I don’t really have time for this shit. I was down to wing for my boy, but it’s getting late, and I have work in the morning. If she’s not gonna suck my dick with minimal effort, I want her gone so I can sleep.
My friend persists with his girl, but they both are not down at this point. Not really sure what happened. I guess state kind of drops, but whatever. I’m ready to get them the fuck out.
I kind of think that both of them had boyfriends and then realized oh shit, we’re about to get fucked right now. And then came to their senses and decided it was time to leave.
We dropped them off and called it a night.