So over the last few weeks I've been out quite a bit to the clubs practicing my night game. I've had quite a bit of success and had several # closes, K closes, and one or two F closes. I haven't really written about them because even though they were pretty much awesome and I'm absolutely over the moon to be able to do this sort of thing on a regular basis now, there was nothing really out of the ordinary to write about. I wanted to write about this one though because I see a lot made of 'state' being in your head and totally being under your own control and I very much dismissed that until now.

Basically I had been sitting at home chilling out, playing some fifa on ps3 with my friend and one of my other friends texted me telling me to go into town and have a jug with them. At this point it was 11:30pm and I was pretty tired, but since my aim lately has been to go to everything I'm invited to, I had a 5 minute shower, did 20 pushups, set my ipod onto Pendulum(black tarantula) to get me in the mood and went out.

I get to the pub just as it's closing, there's me, my buddy, and his 2 male flatmates. My friend has a girlfriend, and his two flatmates are single, and definitely cool guys but also definitely AFCs. We have a couple of games of pool and I help them finish their jug and then head over to a bar just down the street that does sangria. When there, we order a few jugs of sangria and start chatting to this AMOG who's pretty clearly out sarging, he comes over and starts talking to our group of guys about various different things and seems like a pretty cool kinda guy. There are quite a few sets of girls around and I try to open a few of them but I'm not in the right headspace and just get blown out a few times.

At this point I start to convince myself that I'm 'out of state' and make a whole bunch of excuses. Then after a few minutes of that I remember everything I've read about 'out of state' being just a mindset, and that if I can be confident as fuck any other day of the week, there's no reason I can't do it tonight. Having said that, the environment we were in just wasn't suiting my mood as it was a bit of an older crowd, so I get the lads together and tell them we should hit up this club where a lot of the first and second year university students go. They all agree, and we head over there.

As soon as we get in the door my friend buys a round of jagerbombs (red bull is perfect for helping change your mood) and I decide that even though I've had shit luck so far, I'm just gonna keep on trying. So I head to the bathroom and practice my smile in the mirror for a minute (cheezy I know, but this is key) and then head back to the bar and order a round of jagerbombs for the group. Standing next to me at the bar there's a HB7, and I give her a massive grin and open with "Who are you?" She pauses for about 5 seconds and then says "Charlotte?". I say "That's a pretty name, but then I suppose it'd better be with how long it took you to think it up!" She laughs and says she wasn't sure she wanted to give me her name or not, and then I tease her a little more about it. She then tells me how she's a US exchange student and we talk for maybe 2 or 3 minutes, I do some basic KINO with hand in the small of the back pulling her in to talk to me, but no escalation. She seems to like me but her friend comes over and pulls her away to dance, I tell her I'm hanging with my boys but I might catch her a bit later on.

I go out for a cigarette with my friends and then when I return my friend's flatmate goes to buy another round of jagerbombs. I head up to the bar with him, and standing next to me there's this HB8.5. I open her with the same "Who are you?" line and she gives me her name, she asks me my name but I ignore her and ask her what's wrong with her that she's by the bar by herself, and ask her if it's cos she smells bad, then pull her in to smell her (not too close, but good chance to get KINO and into intimate body space early on). She laughs and says her friends are all dancing and she doesn't like to dance. I call her a socally awkward penguin and tease her about it for a bit and then move on. I find out that she's part of the same group as the first American girl, and that she's from New Jersey. I tease her about being from America, and tell her to be careful because nobody really likes about America apart from Americans. Then I tell her I'm going to make a point of not teasing her about Jersey Shore, and then ask her a few things about her hometown.

All the while I'm escalating KINO with pulling her in, touching her hair when I tell her it's nice, but I prefer brunettes (she's blonde), and playing with her scarf while making the conversation more sexual by pretending she carries it around as a portable bondage device. She's lapping it all up and after about 5 minutes her friend HB7 who I was speaking to at the bar before comes over and tells us they're going across the road to another bar, and that I should come. HB8.5 agrees that I should go, so I tell them I'll just grab my friends. At this point my friends are basically sitting at a table by themselves, I grab them and introduce them to the mixed set of Americans of which there are about 6. We head over to the club across the road and head in there.

As soon as we get in HB8.5 turns towards the bar, I grab her hand and tell her "I don't think so" and take her to the dance floor. She tells me again that she hates to dance (I hate to dance too, I just wanted to lead the interaction). Anyway as soon as we get onto the dance floor, turns out she actually is an amazing dancer. Now if there's one thing that I read on here that you should remember for closing in night game, it's that if a girl on the dance floor lets you hold her hips, and hold her hands, she'll kiss you if you go in for it. So she's grinding me and I have my hands on her hips, I spin her around and grab both of her hands, pull her in and go for the K close. She's all about it and after a few seconds I push her away and start dancing again. This makes her want more and she keeps coming back and trying to kiss me again. I keep pushing her away and then eventually pick her up, push her against the wall of the club, and just start making out with her for maybe 5 seconds. The bouncer then comes over and tells me that we can't be doing that (it was pretty obvious there were only about 20 people left in the club by this point -3:30am ish) and that we have to leave.

We go, along with the rest of the group back to the club we came from, half her friends decide to go home, and the other half decide to go back in to dance. When we get in there she heads to the bar to get a drink, but it's closed. So I see my opportunity to isolate and grab it with both hands, and suggest we go to this little cocktail bar I know down the street for a nightcap before bed (assumptive close). She agrees, and we head down there for a drink. I've been here a couple of times with girls I've built attraction with but need to feel a bit more comfortable with me before heading home so I know the bartender a bit, and he helps me out and also provides great social proof that I'm not a weirdo haha. Anyway we have our drinks which takes about 20 minutes and then walk outside, she says "What now?" I grab her hand and say, "don't worry, my place is just around the corner" and just start walking with her. If I've learned anything as a salesman and as a budding PUA it's that an assumptive close is totally key.

Anyway basically when we get back to my house, I pick her up and throw her down onto my bed and start to make out with her, making my intentions clear from the start. We have some pretty kickass sex (she tells me exactly what she likes and doesn't and I do the same) and then as soon as we're done, she says she feels like she should go home now. I tell her that's cool, and that I had fun with her. I give her my number and tell her "text me if you want to come and play again soon". I like to use the word "play" as I feel that it sets a girl's expectations that it's purely a sexual thing but without her feeling like a slut.

Anyway she texted me about half an hour after she left and said she had fun too and we should get together another time.

But basically the moral behind that story is, if you're not in a good mood. Do something to pick up your mood, go to a different place, drink a different drink, talk to a different person. Because at the end of the day you're still the same person when you're in a shit mood as you are when you're on your A-game, and any excuses you make are only really letting yourself down.