So I guess I'd consider this my real deal first time going out sarging and I did it solo on Valentine's Day. I've known about the community for probably four years but I've never had the guts to implement it. Seddit helped me to actually try it out.

After work I went for a jog, then read some Seddit, searching around for solo advice. "Talk to everyone. Focus on process, not outcome. Have fun." All day a couple of my friends had been telling me that Valentine's Day is a great night to meet single women who are trying to meet guys. Then I saw the Seddit question/answer about if people would be out that night. "Quit being a fucking beta and go find out for yourself."

Shower, shave, iron my shirt and I'm not going to lie, I looked good and I know it. I'm pretty average body and looks wise but I felt like a baller with my ironed shirt and was confident/in state that I was attractive looking. Off I went. On the walk a car of girls drove by me and stopped at a stop light. They were rocking out in the car to music and the girl in back pointed at me, while rocking out, for an extended period of time. I recognized this as validation that I looked good, and it was a good way to start the night, I noted at the time.

I walked to the bars which is near the university at my college town. As I was walking, probably around 10:00 p.m., it was DEAD out. The first bar I got to, I was literally the only patron. I decided to have a drink because I wanted to loosen up. The bartender was a dude, so I told him my plans to go meet girls. He said I was in the wrong bar, obviously.

After the drink, I went to a new bar. Now there's a few more people out and about on the streets, probably 10:15 p.m. Inside the bar I sit down at the bar, alone. There's couples to either side of me and some folks sitting down at tables. I had a beer, chatted to the attractive female bartender about the bar's food, then decided to leave because I didn't want to approach a mixed set on Valentine's Day.

I walked to the next bar, went inside, saw like one girl in the entire place, turned around and exited immediately. Walked to the next bar and asked the door guy if there were any girls inside. "Not at all, I'm not even going to lie to you." It's probably 10:30 p.m. now and I leave the fourth bar in 30 minutes and head to the fifth, across the street. I sit at the bar, alone. There's three guys talking to a fugly girl. I'm not feeling this place either, so I leave without having a drink.

At this point in time I was proud that I had made myself go out, on Valentine's Day, solo. Still, I hadn't even talked to a girl. I didn't let that affect my state though, I just told myself that I hadn't found the right place yet.

Finally at about 10:45 p.m. I go to my sixth bar. I go inside and there are multiple sets of all girls. Bingo. I go up to the bar and order a red bull and vodka. Keep this in mind because alcohol both helped and hurt me. It was my third drink of the night.

So I'm lower 30s and the girls here are younger than me, but I look young enough so I wasn't stressing. I see two sets of two girls apiece, I don't know why but I approached the uglier girls because I thought it'd be easier. I opened with "Hi."

They said hi back. Then I completely froze. I couldn't think of a single thing to say. I just stood facing them, sipping on my drink. After a very uncomfortable silence, I say "How's it going?"

They say good, then ask if I'm there alone. I say yes. I ask their name's. They tell me. Then one of the girls recognizes someone and they leave me without saying goodbye. Remember this first set, they come back into the story later.

From here I slam my drink and default back to the bar, standing. A single girl is standing next to me and I say hi to her. She says hi back, gets her drink and leaves. I get another drink.

I turn around and there's and HB8 HB7 seated at a booth. I walk up, sit down next to the HB8, and ask if I can sit down. They say sure. I ask how it's going, they say something like it's Valentine's Day so they're trying to have fun. The HB8 is digging her knee into my leg. These girls must've seen me get blown out by the two previous sets. HB8 says her boyfriend works at the bar. I ask which one he is and she points him out to me. We chat about the university, because they are students. They ask if I'm out alone and I say yes, I'm trying to meet people.

The conversation peters out and they get up and leave. I say that I'm going to be sad to be all alone. They leave the table. I get up and go to the bathroom. The bathroom attendant asks me how it's going, I tell him I'm there to meet girls, and ask him the secret? He says to talk to three and one will be down. While leaving the bathroom I see a HB8 and say something I don't remember. She seemed open to talk but was in line for the women's bathroom so I kept on. I go to the bar again, I'm getting drunk, it's probably 11:30 p.m. now. The bar is getting really full so it's pretty much body to body to get around. The music is getting louder.

Because I am solo and AFC, I attempt to find the girls who I was sitting at the booth with. I find them on the dance floor and they are dancing. I try to dance with them but they are not down, so I go outside for a bit where people are smoking. I see the initial set of two girls, HB6s at best, and I approach them and say hi. They are totally giving me the cold shoulder. I tell them that it's a big accomplishment for me to just be out and attempting to talk to strangers. The girl calls me creepy. I note in my head that this girl is a bitch and I'm not going to let this affect my state. I leave them for another girl in the proximity.

New girl is way more flirty and showing hard core cleavage. I escalate immediately, probably because I noticed that talking isn't working for me, I'm getting drunker, and I could just sense that she was more tolerant. (semi successful calibration) I get real close to her like I'm going to kiss her neck, but I don't. I am hugging her. This is wild to me because I just saw this girl two minutes ago and she's letting me do this. Then she abruptly gets distracted by one of her friends, goes inside, and starts grinding on another guy. I leave her and approach a table of five girls, one of which was the cute girl from the line at the bathroom. I was too drunk to realize this though, and instead I consciously decided that I would approach the ugliest one who looked like she was having an awful time. I did this because I thought it'd be easier and I wanted to try to at least make her night a little more interesting. All her friends were giddy because I'm probably the first guy in the world to approach this girl. I sit next to her and start rubbing her back. I ask if I can kiss her ear and she says no. This girls is completely noncommunicative and I get bored and leave.

Go to bar, default behavior. Get another drink, I'm really getting drunk now. Girls are dancing all around me and there's lots of body contact which is just making me more horny. I buy a girl a drink. She says thanks and leaves me immediately. Of course.

I then attempt to go to a booth and sit next to this blonde. She fucking kicks me and says fuck off! Wow. I make a note that I was fucking pissed but I also said I'm not going to let it affect me and I'm not going to retaliate. I leave her acting like no big deal.

So it's probably 1 a.m. now. I have to work in the morning. I leave the bar. On the way out I remember telling the bouncer I had an awesome time. I start walking home then decide to go to one last bar (number seven for those counting) on the way home. Total dive bar. I get a drink and go outside where there's a table of five guys and two girls. There's an empty chair and I just sit in it, noting at the time how alpha that was of me. I don't ever do this shit. The guy I sit next to is an intimidating biker dude. Somehow I win him over by just being drunk and confident. I tell him I'm hitting on girls and tell him to point out any girl and I'll go hit on her. He points out one at the bar. I go in and try to talk to her, I'm super drunk at this point.

She blows me out pretty hard but when I go back to the biker dude, he's with a girl with tattoos and crazy piercings. She's cute but I'm kind of disturbed by her body mods. I escalate hard anyway. Another biker dude comes up to us and says something menacing to me. I don't back down even though he'd destroy me. He walks off and the other two talk about how he just got out of prison. WTF am I doing? It's 2:00 a.m.

The bar closes and we all leave at the same time. The body mod girl is walking to her car. I hop a fence and say take me with you. She laughs and motions to the biker guy, I guess they were together. I hug her and it feels good. I stumble home super drunk but feeling proud that I sarged for the first time, solo, on Valentine's Day no less. I made a lot of mistakes but I recognized small things like being in state, escalating kino, not micro-avoiding. I can see that I'd get better with practice.

So holy shit was I hurting today. There's no way I could do this every night, even though I want to get better at it. So what do you all think about anything I've written above? I would enjoy feedback.

Thank you, Seddit. You've helped me take a first step. I want to get better.