Preface

After my rather interesting night last night I was once again out and about and decided to work some game into my daily life. I didn't really want to go out today but I forced myself. I also never realized how much eating and sleep factor into your personality and behavior. Today I made that realization.

Le Report

Heading into my favorite coffee shop to once again work on some writing. I notice two cute girls studying and decided to go sit next to them and chat. I grab my shit and walking over to their table.

I opened with

"Judging by the book you have out you're probably students and judging by the complete boredom in your expression you're probably studying law"

They laughed and I introduced myself. That was probably the highlight of the approach, I was COMPLETELY out of it. I had no wit, no interest in conversation and it definitely showed. The most attractive girl Jenna was definitely interested in me, she kept asking me questions and her friend Camille let Jenna do most of the talking. Normally I would of pounced on this opportunity and proceeded to charm the shit out of her like I did with the girl at Mc Donalds (My previous FR) but I didn't I let her ask questions and I answered with half assed boring responses, there was some wit but it was of a shitty variety. At one point the conversation got kind of awkward and Jenna's friend Camille said she was getting hungry and they left. When they left I couldn't believe I was so "out of state", I very rarely fail getting interest from a girl I approach. My numbers are kind of high regarding getting a first date most of the time out of an approach, because of this I was kind of in shock that my game was as bad as it was.

The next two set I approached went the exact same way, boring ass conversation and my game was terrible.

I was tired as fuck and hungry, I didn't expect tiredness and being hungry to fuck with my game as hard as it did. Kind of a shock to be honest.

I wish I could write "And then I approached a perfect ten and we fucked within an hour" sadly there was no saving grace. I went home after my second approach.

Takeaway

I'm not too concerned about my lack of game today. Mostly fascinated by just how much being tired and hungry affected my state.

I'm starting to become much more fearless when it comes to approaching women, I woudlnt' normally post an FR like this but I think having some reports of failure on this subreddit is a good idea and just remember

"It doesn't matter how much you fail it matters how many times you can get back up and keep pushing forward" I didn't make that quote it's from a Rocky movie.

Tomorrow I'm going to go out and do more approaches and see what new things or experiences I will gain.