Well, it's a new semester, and I knew that the first Thursday back--Thursdays nights are big in college--would be a night of epic proportions.

Around 10:00pm I headed for the dance club looking fresh in my new blazer, a Christmas present from my wonderful mother. The club is often frequented by my fraternity, which means two things:

  1. an abundance of social proof

  2. LOTS of sorority girls

The place was packed, because of the $10 open bar that ran until 11:30. However, open bar in a shitty college bar (when I said "dance club" I really meant "dive bar with a dance floor") means that they severely understaff that night. As a result, you end up waiting 20 minutes in a sea of impatient college kids for a drink weaker than an old lady's piss stream.

I had about an hour until open bar ended so I decided to keep cycling through the line to get as many free drinks as possible, and I used this time to chat with the people with me.

I met this HBA-/A freshman who I had seen enter with a friend of mine (they were in the same sorority). I found her incredibly attractive, but I was focused on getting my drink(s) and wasn't really attempting to game her as it was exceedingly crowded, loud, and uncomfortable. I threw her some light negs for being younger than me and made her qualify herself to me by asking if she was close with our mutual friend.

Later, after having loaded up on 4 or 5 weak drinks, I decided I must dance. Making a pass through the dance floor, I assume I must have been projecting some solid energy, because at one point I made fleeting eye contact with a girl while passing by, and she immediately moved 3-4 feet to me to turn around and start dancing all over my crotch.

Now, this further fueled my feeling "like a boss," but I hadn't gotten a good glimpse of her face (I think she was a HBC+/B-), so I was resolved to dance with more girls.

After a short time, maybe 20 minutes, I see this gorgeous blonde making eyes at me, and we start dancing. Now, it didn't occur to me until maybe an hour later, but THIS WAS THE SAME GIRL FROM THE BAR.

Gentlemen, this is what I'm talking about in the title when I say not to settle on a target too soon. I am 100% that what attracted her to me was my initial... shall we call it aloofness? Whatever you call it, the point is, DON'T be obvious that you're flirting with HER until you've established attraction.

That night, I was being flirtatious, funny, and attentive with EVERYBODY, but at the same time, I was attached to no particular outcome and was out to simply have a good time, not creep on one particular chick. If you think girls don't have a sixth sense with which they can tell the difference, then you my friend are DEAD WRONG.

Anyways, after some aggressive dancing/making out, I decided I was tired and in need of a break, so I invited her to come get a drink with me. Despite resolving myself to be better at remembering names for the New Year, I had completely forgotten, but luckily I had an abundance of fraternity brothers to help me out.

I spotted my "big brother," and whispered in his ear, "ask this girl her name!" I introduced the two and goofed around with my big for a little, even telling her, "I think you can go now, I'm going home with him!"

I bought a drink, and offered to buy her one too. Now, I NEVER do this, however I knew the girl was already attracted to me and simply thought it'd be awkward to sit there drinking a beer while she had none. However, that did not mean that she was going to get whatever she wanted.

She asked for an appletini or some bullshit, to which I said, "fuck no! that's like $7! Tell you what, you can have a $2 PBR with me, and you're gonna like it."

I could literally see my attitude cause her eyes to light up. Let me tell you, if a girl tells you something along the lines of, "no one has EVER spoken to me like this!" it means that you're doing a great job. Nearly all of my successes have this element to them.

Anyways, we chatted for a while, and I got her phone number, but then I decided I was done with trying to chit-chat in a loud club, and dragged her back to the dance floor.

We dance for probably another hour (or should I say, made out while she grinded her pussy on my thigh), until I decided it was time for me to go home and go to sleep.

Now, she wouldn't leave with me, saying that needed to leave with her friend (who, actually, I'm pretty sure got railed by one of my fraternity brothers that night), but that's obviously an excuse.

Maybe it was because she's a freshman and thus not sexually open to first-night sex, maybe my game needs some refinement. It's possible I made my intentions in that regard clear a little too early, and I'd have been better off sticking around until closing time, and hoping that she separated from her friend.

Either way, I consider the night a success.

Happy hunting!