Clarification: I've done plenty of daygame before, but I hadn't really pushed my limits before this one. For example, at coffeeshops while studying, I'd try to strike up a conversation with girls sitting near me. But I wasn't too direct UNTIL I asked for the number. When I say direct I mean showing your interest the second you talk to her. For this particular girl, I said "Hey, I saw you, thought you were cute and I just had to come say hi. I'm TheSicilianDude."

Being direct is the only way to go, guys. Once you get past your fears and just do it, you'll never go back. Seriously. It's the most ballsy way to go, it gets your adrenaline pumping, and goddamn does it save you time. No more sitting around wondering if she's interested. If you are direct with her and she gives you her number, she's fucking interested. If she's not interested, she'll end the interaction asap.

Yes, it is hard. My wing who was with me had to push me big time, and I bitched out several times before talking to this girl. That's what makes it so rewarding, though. Acknowledging your fears, owning up to them, and doing it anyway. It's an incredible feeling.

Okay, enough with theory. Last weekend, a friend of mine (who is much more experienced than I am) took me out to the mall, because lately my results have plateaued. I told him I really wanted to push myself because I was tired of getting some numbers, going on a few dates, and getting sex once in a blue moon. And oh damn, did he push me.

I started off doing light, nondirect approaches. This revolved from just saying "hi" to people (both girls and guys, workers, etc.) to striking up conversations with girls (e.g. I asked one girl for gift ideas for my sister). Then he told me it was time to be direct. Walk up to a girl, tell her you think she's cute, and that's WHY you are talking to her.

It was hard. It really was. I won't sit here and tell you it's a piece of cake because when you actually get out there, you may very well feel like a deer in headlights. You'll hesitate, you'll overthink it, you'll fear rejection. But if you really WANT this, you will put these petty feelings behind you, because the potential reward infinitely outweighs these dumb fears you have.

REMEMBER:

Possibility of sex, relationship, knowing a new awesome girl >>>>>>>> Awkwardness of a rejection.

Next time you're out, remember this. When you don't approach, you are placing the awkwardness of a rejection at higher importance than possibly getting sex later. You're placing the idea that you annoyed an uninterested girl for 10 seconds at higher importance than possibly meeting a new awesome girl who is THRILLED you approached.

Now doesn't approach anxiety seem even more ridiculous? ;)

Okay, okay, back to the story. I was in a big department store and I saw a girl walk by and up the escalator. I missed again. My friend says "GO, NOW. GO APPROACH HER. FOLLOW HER UP THE ESCALATOR. GO. DON'T THINK ABOUT IT."

And I did.

I (creepily) followed her up the escalator and found a way to approach her from the front. I hate approaching from behind and tapping girls on the shoulder. I said my line from above. She smiled slightly, and it was obvious she didn't know how to respond. I can't remember exactly what she said, but I could tell she had a foreign accent. Perfect conversation starter. She's from France and is here temporarily for a job. I happened to live in France for a few months for a job, so I begin speaking to her in my (not so great) French.

Boom! Rapport established! She's enjoying talking to me. I learn a little more about her and then get her number, suggesting we go grab coffee at this cool place between the two of our places.

The night of our meetup arrives and we go get drinks instead. The entire date, I made sure to ask her questions about herself, keep up good physical contact, and just have fun. After a couple of drinks, I invited her home. Got some very light resistance ("I should probably go home, I'm tired") but just threw in a little bit of persistence ("Just come over for a bit. I'll take you home whenever you're ready.") and overcame it with ease.

Escalated things shortly after we got back to my place, and met very little resistance. This was a huge breath of fresh air, because resistance has become so common lately. I totally understand it, girls never want to look slutty. But DAMN I could tell this girl was horny. Which reconfirmed another awesome assumption I make about every girl I meet: She wants to be fucked. She always does. She's super horny and she's dying for a guy to approach her and sweep her off her feet.

The rest is history.

Takeaways (TL;DR):

1) Good possibilities always outweigh the bad ones. Once you realize that, you'll be even more driven to approach. And once you get some "bad" rejections, you'll realize how minor they are. You forget about them after 5 minutes.

2) Ignore your brain. Your brain is your enemy. If you wait longer than 5 seconds to approach, chances are your brain kicked in and talked you out of it.

3) She wants to be fucked. No explanation necessary.

4) You never know what saying "hi" could lead to. I'll be honest, I did not expect that a simple approach in fucking Nordstrom's would lead to a cute French chick naked in my bed a few days later. My mind is still blown from all this. I expected at least a few good day approaches before this. Which is even MORE motivation! What if I did these kinds of approaches every day for at least an hour? Holy shit.

Hope I can inspire some of you casanovas to push your limits and embrace directness when you meet new girls.