P.S: This post may not provide value and is quite long.
Today was my first solo game night in Sydney.
A little bit about myself, I'm a senior at college, never been in a relationship, just fucked 3 girls in my life that too through social circle, I'm good looking in a sense that I dress extremely well and get compliments on a regular basis and I take care of by grooming and fitness as well.
So, I never had the balls to approach women on my own. The only time I approached them was when we were all on a setting where people were introducing themselves to one another. Based on that, I have a very good success rate because I never got rejected nor was I ignored. So anyway, let's get to today's report.
I'm reading 'Models by Mark Manson' since and have read nearly 40% of it. While reading it today, I got highly motivated to take some action. I got ready, and went out to the city to test myself. I went to a particular bar where I've been before and have seen heaps of people in their 20s. As I entered the bar I got nervous and went to the toilet straight and took a look at myself in the mirror. As I affirmed myself by saying that everything would be fine, I was able to head back to the bar. As I was walking in the bar towards the bartender, I caught a girl staring at me and then we held eye contact for a second then she looked away. I really didn't want to drink anything tonight, but I got so frustrated about not knowing what to do, I order a drink and spent money I wasn't supposed to spend. The same girl looked at me again, and I did the same until I got my drink and walked away to the corner. There was an area where people were dancing but I really didn't want to dance ( I suck at dancing and repel people while doing it ) so I stayed sitted in the corner with a glass on one hand and with my phone on my other. I was using my phone mindlessly trying to avoid the reality. I saw people around me in groups dancing and having fun. I reminded myself of Jacob from 'Crazy, Stupid, Love' and how he picked up chicks in the bar solo. So I got up and walked around the bar without a purpose and as I got into the dancing area, instead to approaching someone, I walked through the crowd and into the toilet again. I just couldn't do it. All my motivation was gone and the most frustrating part was, I couldn't pinpoint what went wrong with me. I walked straight out of the toilet towards the exit where I saw a hot chick holding eye contact with me and smiling. I held eye contact, smiled and then walked out of the bar.
My next goal was to approach someone on the streets, I even couldn't do that. And now I'm in a bus on my way home writing this.
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