So I'm in my second year of college and in my first year I did a LOT of leg work as far as getting out of my shell and becoming more confident. Since then, I have put into practice everything I've learned as much as possible but in my last semester I was super busy and the only people I hung out with were the roommates in my apartment so I lost a lot of confidence in my social skills. Over holiday break I worked on getting back into it with great results. So first weekend back to college my old roommate threw a birthday party that was lit. He is a natural whome I've learned a lot from observing and there was a TON of people and A LOT of HBs there. I had somewhere to be the next morning so I couldn't drink which was different for me because usually I get fucked up as soon as possible. Anyway, with my newly refurbished confidence I treated the whole night as a self amusement festival. And it was great! I thought it would be shitty being sober, but it was awesome! I walked around, not worried at all what people thought of me and ended up talking to a bunch of girls. The best part was that I would catch girls looking at me, checking me out! I felt INVINCIBLE. I danced with other girls, while drunk guys hovered like vulters and eventually the strangest thing happened. I was wandering around and some drunk girl who was like a 6 said I looked like someone from a movie and insisted that I wait while she looked up a picture. As she was doing this I made small talk with her hot friend but she seemed like she wasn't into the party so I didn't try anything, plus I had to get up early so it wouldn't have been entirely gratifying, looking back I should've gone for the number close. Anyway after the 6 showed me the picture I went and sat down (lame move at a party I know but my freaking legs were tired). My good friend came up to me and started talking about guitar (we both play) and the hot friend came out of nowhere and started talking to us. My friend, being the perfect wing, said I shredded and she was obviously impressed and asked for my instagram. She smiled and said "I'll stalk you tomorrow" after I gave it to her (I didn't follow myself and just said I won't make you follow me, that's up to you). Turns out this girl (who was wearing an oversized shirt and yoga pants to a turnt party) was a hooters model and not only that, had won model of the year! Obviously it would've been better to get a number and pull her and all but after last semester where I felt awkward in my own skin, this was awesome! It also showed me I can go to a party sober and still get girls, something I've heard you should do but never actually tried. Anyway, it was a great start to the semester and my confidence is at an all time high.