First of all, I biked 5 miles (!) to this soul dance party. By far the farthest I've been on a solo ride. By the time I got there I was pumped up just from that accomplishment that I already knew I was gonna have a good night. (I also biked home, but biking home drunk is easier than biking out sober, surprisingly)

PART 1: Letting go.

I went inside, got a beer and started schmoozing. I lost count of all the girls I approached. Somewhere between 20 and 30. I touched everyone. Dudes, girls, whatever. I probably squeezed 50 different arms. it was natural! I didn't think twice about it. I just did it.

I approached a girl I thought was cute. She recognized me. I had met her at the same dance party two months ago. She touched me more than I touched her. I felt like I had to follow this up. I went around and talked to more girls but I eventually found my way back to her. We were dancing and flirting heavily. She told me "It'll be way easier to dance without a beer in your hand!" So I ran off and finished it and came back. When I got back she said "I didnt meant to make you finish it! Just have fun!"

That resonated with me. I was tense. I was trying to force something. I felt like I needed to prove that I could close a girl (I haven't yet). When she told me to just have fun I let. go. I became completely outcome independent. I was there, dancing with a cute girl to awesome soul music. There's no reason to stress!

Nothing happened with her the rest of the night, but that interaction changed my whole attitude. I stopped stressing about proving myself and just stayed in the moment.

That doesn't mean I didn't throw some game though ;D

PART 2: The K/# Close.

Super hot red head is dancing. I notice her and decide to approach her when the moment is right. Later I see her at the bar. She's got this whole red/black minnie mouse gettup on and I see her red flower handbag. I open with "I love your bag. It completes the whole outfit!" (Which is true, it did :3). She laughs and my arm is around her already. My hands wander over her body/butt while were talking. Huge sexual tension.

I can't even remember the game I threw at her but it was the best I've been able to pull. I tease her. I said "You know if it wasn't for that bag I wouldn't of talked to you" which was totally honest and rapport breaking as well (i think? still new at this :3). We're waiting at the bar and I say "I can't get a drink. Hey you have boobs! You get me a drink." (Which good lord she did. They were out in force). She laughs and buys me a drink (!!).

We make small talk and eventually I grab her hand and say I want to dance with her. She objects "But I'm with my friends!" and I say "Well I want to dance!" So she tells her friend's she'll be right back. We go dance.

We're immediatley close. We're dancing and having fun. I eventually move her towards the wall and do the whole get really close and create even more tension before making out thing. then we make out.

GOD. MODE. ENABLED.

I just fucking made out with a girl at a bar! From a cold approach! I JUST SEDUCED A WOMEN. IVE NEVER DONE THAT BEFORE. HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

Eventually she says she needs to get back to her friends. She says I can follow if I want. (Lol nope). I say "I'm not gonna do that. But you can give me your number". She does. I kiss her again and say "we'll continue you that later". she nods and we go out separate ways.

PART 3: GOD MODE

I am fucking indestructible.

I have the best high of my life. i was an obese socially anxious nerd who couldn't even go to class because I was too afraid. I just seduced a women from a cold approach. I always loathed the guys that were making out with chicks in bars. I was now that guy.

The rest of the night I am approaching women left and right. If shit goes wrong I don't care. Shit went wrong. Whatever. Im standing in a group of people and the conversation dies down AND I'M TOTALLY COMFORTABLE. WHAT. I don't have ANY anxiety to keep the conversaton going to end the silence. I dont feel ANY awkwardness. What is there to be anxious about?

Eventually I spot a girl who I would have considered "out of my league" at the begging of the night. She's wearing a super cute sailor moon outfit. The bar is closing so I go up to her and go "I'd normally try to talk to you and figure out if we were a match, but there's no time for that. Maybe we are, maybe we arent. I want your number so we can figure that out". I get her number. # close number two.

I grab my helmet, get on my bike, and go home.

What a fucking night.