FR: 09/08/07 – Saturday – A pretty miserable night.

Nights like these... make me doubt. It tests my mental and emotional tolerance and fortitude. I wonder why I can't be one of those guys who was "pretty good with girls, but just wanted to get better." Why do I have to start from raw scratch?

Then, I think to myself... there must be someone who feels like I do. Someone who might be reading my FR and sympathizing and empathizing. Kind of the way you cheer on the guy at a movie who strives to change, who strives to achieve, who strives to "get the girl." and you cheer him on. And when he gets it... you yell "WOOOOOHOOOOOOO!" And if I can inspire the next AFC by going from utter rock-bottom AFC that I was (and still kind of am) to a masterful PUA, I have served you. So with that in mind... and wiping away the shame and tears, here goes...

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I get myself on a guest list to Taj, an upscale club. I go in. I have MAJOR, MAJOR AA. Everyone is above 25. But I'm making excuses. I exit. (Thanks to Jewelz for dealing with my emotional breakdown text msgs.) I go to Union Square and approach a 2-set. First of all, I almost get attacked by a black gangster who's there for giving him attitude, and the two-set doesn't go well. I meet up with my wing and go to Forbidden City. Scene's kind of whack, and I leave. I go to Niagara, which is a pretty cool bar and HOT SETS, but then I have major AA, and I leave. I go to Dempsey's Pub with my fraternity. Crowded as hell, just hanging out with the bros.

A friend of mine from NYU approaches me. She's heard about my job offer and congratulates me. I don't know what she wants but she's pretty flirty. Out of nowhere I say to her...

me: "Are you drunk?"
White6.5: "No, why?"
me: "I don't know. You always look drunk."
White6.5: "umm... that's not a very nice thing to say to a girl."

She walks away. I think she actually left the bar. I sent her a facebook msg to apologize.

PRETTY FUCKING RETARDED. ??????????????? Jewelz agrees that it was pretty retarded.

My wing calls and tells me that the two freshmen girls from last night calls. I leave and go home.

I realize... that the two freshmen girls called at 1:30 AM. If they wanted to hang out, they'd have called at 5 pm. Fuck that. I'm not no energy-whore satisfying, entertaining monkeys. I go to sleep.

I turned out to be right. They ended up not going out. I decide to ask out Chinese7 to lunch some time during the week and see what's up. I go to sleep.

All I can say is kudos for going to an upscale club. Try to harness that nervous energy and say 'hi' to someone people next time.
I had major AA on Sat. and it's kinda gross. It's like sometimes I do fine and other times I can't do shit. I think I've reached 300 approaches roughly. by the end of the year, I should be about 500. 20 sets a week?

Didn't you tell me that you only started going to clubs a couple of mo's ago? Well, kudos for you for going out. Nothing's going to happen when you're at home.


Don't worry. I tried C&F and said "Did you forget to take your meds this morning?"
I repeated myself again thinking she didn't hear me.
She froze and I knew that she really did take meds and was pissed. It took half an hour to recover.

Next time...
STOP
Take a deep breath before you "TRY" to be funny.
DON"T SAY ANYTHING
Smile and laugh.

Good for you! You have so many opps to look forward to each week. Congrats!

Gatsby,

Here's a wild suggestion. It seems like you're getting really nervous around women because you feel you have to game them all the time. Which is a great attitude in that our game is ALWAYS on. It's hard to turn it off.

How about making more female friends? That way it's easier to open and gain social proof.

Just a suggestion.
-YC

Darling, you know I'm there for you.