PART I

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Day 26

Last Saturday

So, I didn't write a Field Report for the other night I went out last week... mainly because nothing had really developed then, I didn't make any approaches to any single women that I wanted...

I did approach 1 girl that happened to have a boyfriend. I immediately went for the crazy shit to talk about... I find that when you reveal your deepest craziest secrets to people, anything that is considered Taboo, extreme, nonconforming to norms, and anything that makes you above the mundane is an excellent subject to talk about with women... It takes the edge off and makes you seem like a person than just a 9-5 Robot. After I revealed some of my dark secrets, she tells me that her job is to pose dead in photographs like a sexual fetish thing. So she would like get fake blood, and a professional photographer, and pose dead in photographs for people to wank to.

Her Boyfriend told me that he met her on fetlife.com and the initial interest was that he's a dude that likes to look at photos like that.

They both tell me that I'll never in my entire life find a couple so unique. That's for sure...

Then later I approached a set of 2 middle aged women. They were aight. During the conversation, I again used my extreme edgy secrets approaches to loosen the vibe. they had asked me where I worked... And apparantly they told me that they work for the same company as me, in the same building... I started freaking out and lying about the location I work at. After she told me this, I went from hitting on her to 100% kissing her ass, looking for an easy exit... I moved completely away from the subject of my dark secrets and our jobs to more friendlier and casual conversation. I flirted a little, did little staring contests, rubbed her back while complimenting her. I really didn't care anymore about closing her, I just wanted to change the image in her head of me as not some guy with a badboy side, but a nice, charming, flirty guy... I just wanted her to forget about me really, forget I work near her haha. I eventually found my exit.

That was pretty much it for what was available at the bar to approach.

DAY 27

Last Night

Another very interesting night to say the least...

I noticed a lot of Blueprint stuff that I haven't ever thought about, was in my head tonight...

Specifically the part about how when we go out, we're always playing these mental movies and how we create reasons or start rationalizing why the set didn't work or why that girl gave you a nasty look... Last night, I saw some crazy shit and learned some crazy shit...

In the last 2 years, I would say my life went from 100% Nerdy Chode to now what appears to be a life and reality that's just completely surrounded by Pick Up Material... Even all the chodes I used to hang out, who used to argue with me that all women want is good looks, height and money, have agreed to all the things I have been saying that have come out of The Blueprint and The Power of Now... I've literally made my entire reality, based off Blueprint...

Because of this, lately all I've been hearing from pretty much all of my friends is, "you just gotta believe in yourself."...

I used to have some doubt in this idea, because I simply didn't have that full belief, or that I simply didn't believe that ALL I had to do was believe in myself, and not flinch for even a second...

And little by little, as I witnessed all my friends telling me the same thing, and after seeing my own failures with beautiful women time after time where I almost do the exact same mistakes each time, I started to ponder if all my mistakes are being made simply because of this doubt...

I started to wonder if the mental movies in my head where I actually envisioned the women at these college bars whispering to each other, "Look at that creepy old man!" or "What's this creepy old guy doing here?!" weren't doing that at all... I mean, hypothetically speaking, if the whole world tells me, "All you have to do is believe in yourself, and everything will just work out..." as if it really is "that" easy... and if I am currently not having success with women, then the only logical answer is I don't fully believe in myself...

So tonight, I was ready to test out this theory, that all my mental movies about my age and everything else, are just in my head... that these beautiful women on their pedestals, aren't really on pedestals at all... I started to not necessarily believe in myself, but instead believe in the idea of believing in myself...

It was almost like that scene in The Matrix, when Neo stops running from Agent Smith and decides to face him 1 on 1 in the 3rd Act of the film. Morpheus then said, "He's beginning to believe"...

I was driving to the bar and talking to myself as usual to prepare myself for the night. This was my inner dialogue.

"So we're gonna get in there and be social and have fun. We're gonna approach women, be very direct and go for who I want. If I see a woman I find attractive, I will approach her because there's no reason why I shouldn't... And lastly and most importantly, remember to really just "not give a shit" when they reject you, and in general about what you think everyone is thinking of you."

I entered this karaoke bar and it was dead right off the bat. There were a few girls at the bar, but I felt too uncomfortable too approach and mingle in such an empty bar with no social proof... By approaching a woman whose with her friend in a dead bar, it's definately (at least from my pov) obvious what the deal is, and I believe that to pull it off, you would have to have complete confidence and comfort in your environment, something I didn't yet have.

So I just sat down for a while and just tried to relax at first. I was contemplating leaving as it was almost midnight and the bar was still pretty dead. I tried not to escape to my phone, but I did a little. After spending 5 seconds looking at how no one has contacted me online at all and I'm still a fucking loser in real life, I put my phone away and tried to enjoy whatever was in front of me, regardless of anything "outside" of that.

Some girls started singing karaoke and I really enjoyed them. I danced, threw some value at them and people nearby.

I also remember from previous field reports, that to combat AA and being stiffled, that aside from dancing, building social proof among the Men at the bar is an excellent way at calming the fuck down. I think I'm more afraid of "people" in general rather than hot women in particular. It's the idea that you have to start getting yourself in the Social Zone to hit it off with chicks. You gotta build that Social Momentum.

Some dude and his female friend remembered me from a previous night. I milked them for Social Proof as much as I could. It doesn't matter if you don't wanna hook up with guys... Talking to guys will help you hook up with girls always. I made sure not to be too energetic and I stayed with the rooms energy but just with a little enthusiasm.

I definately had AA all night but w/e. I kept pushing. I didn't go home, despite that I really wanted to all night, and I stayed till close.

I got up and sang, "Welcome To The Jungle" and I did it really well. I was so into it, and everyone loved me for it. I again milked anyone I could for Social Proof. I wanted to feel Awesome and Comfortable at this bar.

I gave people high fives, said thank you, chit chatted...

After this, I just danced and tried to have fun with whoever was singing. I threw value on the stage. I was one of the only people dancing honestly, and as weird as I felt doing it, I kept doing it, but I stayed with the rooms energy and not against it.

Some girls and guys ended up throwing value back at me and dancing near me. I was just a "party animal"...

I didn't want to do this bit all night, I wanted to talk to women and actually get somewhere... So I would take breaks from dancing, walk around the bar a little and see if there's anyone I spot that i wanna talk to.

There was this one really heavy HB4 that was giving me value. I danced with her and threw value at her all throughout the night, she loved it. I milked her for Pre-Selection and Social Proof as much as I could.

I got a buncha black dudes to love me at the bar, who followed me around all night giving me high fives, asking me "where are all the fly honeys at?" to which I would respond, "Bro, they're here... They're right next to you, just get in there!"

They loved my motivation and how I was encouraging them to be the opposite of a Chode.

I see an HB9 who came with some friends. I had been observing her for lil while to read her situation, if she's with anyone or w/e... It seemed that she was single. She was also wearing this cool sexy tiger shirt. I love chicks that wear animal print like that, it's so sexy... It just screams of sex to me... Mind you, this entire interaction with her was blowing my mind from start to finish because usually HB9s and 10s don't really last too long with me in conversation because I either escape too soon or linger on like a mosquito... This time however, I was prepared to test out all the theories... That I shouldn't give a shit if she is nasty in anyway, that I should be direct, be flirty, have fun, assume attraction, and take anything you can from the experience...

I walked up directly to this girl. I didn't really know what I was gonna say, I just wanted the experience.

A: Hey I-

B: Hey! (With a big smile, as if she feels like she knows me very well from observing me in the bar)

A: I really like your shirt.

B: Oh thank you!

A: It's like an animal, raar! (and I made a pretend lion impression)

B: Thank you. I really like your gloves. (I was wearing these really stylin black fingerless gloves.

A: Oh thank you. Would you like to touch them?

So she did and I asked her

A: Who did you come here with?

She pointed to her friends

B: My friends.

This is where I try to get rapport

A: Hey so, while I do really like your shirt, I actually came over here because I thought you were really sexy and I just had to come over and talk to you.

B: Aww! Thank you!

I made sure to start establishing Kino here, hand on lower back, playing with her hands a little.

We exchange names, then I offer to read her palm. I always do this bit, but I happen to fall too short on the kiss part, maybe I'm not doing it right or am doing it at the wrong parts.

A: Oh wow, I see a line of good health. I see a line of wealth... And what's this? I see a very handsome sexy young man here...

B: Oh a man? You?

A: Yes, and he wants to kiss you.

I go in for it, but alas it was too early and she pushed back. So I grabbed her hand, and kissed that instead.

I played it cool and backed up a little almost like a push and continued having fun to the music. I ended up standing next to her side by side, and while we talked I would make sure not to lean in, and to talk like everything is chill, like I have no ego problems.

I would leave her side and come back to chit chat, comment on the scene, anything that takes the attention off sex.

I start dancing with low energy next to her, enjoying myself. I see in my peripherals, she's following my lead. Yes! I have some frame here.

I grab her hand and tell her, "cmon, let's dance!" She at first says no and that she doesn't know how to dance. One of her guy friends was pushing her into me as if to say, "Go! Go! Go mingle with this cool guy!"

She was laughing, and we made our way to the dance floor.

B: I don't really know how to dance!

A: What do you mean? It's so easy.

While talking to her, I made sure to hold eye contact with her and to continue remaining chill, staying in the moment, not retreating into my head to all the mental movies...

B: I don't know. I just can't dance!

A: Oh cmon! It's so easy!

I didn't give up, and I wouldn't let myself get ego butt hurt by any woman's rejection, because it wouldn't make sense to if The Blueprint truly is Reality...

A: All you have to do is have fun! Just stop giving a shit about everyone! Why do you care?

I then went to her side and pointed at everyone.

A: Do you honestly think anyone cares? I'm sorry, no one cares about you. No one cares about you!

I saw in her face that I humbled her Ego here, like it was a look of a relief of societal pressures as well as her own pedastle-ego feelings.

B: You're right. Thank you. Thank you.

A: Fuck everyone! Fuck all this shit! Just look at me! Look into my eyes!

I stared into her eyes, and with a relaxed feeling inside, a feeling of security in the NOW I said,

A: Just stay with me in this moment, just have fun with me. Forget all that bullshit. I don't care about them, I just care about you and right now.

As I said that, I pointed to my eyes and sorta said it in a positive ice breaking sorta way. It felt amazing to me.

She laughs nervously.

A: What's so funny?

B: No, it was a nervous laugh. You're awesome.

A: I know! You're awesome too!

B: You're awesome. You're awesome.

She gives me a high five and our hands hold for a moment.

B: I'm not drunk enough yet to dance. I'm gonna go drink some more and then dance a little later.

This is where I let my Ego finally win and tell me, "You're done. She's blowing you off"

So I sad okay, and I didn't really talk to her again.