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PostPosted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 10:11 am 
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Thursday 17th July

The wing who must not be named wanted to go more upmarket. I had reservations about there as I knew it would be dead. Mot suggested a place. It took us over an hour to get there. To put things in perspective we were only like 4km away. Anyways we get to the bar. It's plush, nice as fuck. The restaurant was full the bar was dead though. It would make a great date venue but for game, tonight, not so. On a weekend I am 100% sure it would be a great spot.

We head central. We go to our trusty Z bar. Aaaahhh, Z bar...it is good to be coming inside you again. The wing who must not be named opens a two set. I hang back. Peep some game. Then head over. They were wasted. I wanted to bounce after about 5mins. They had b/fs and were ABs/maybe soft HB6's.

We stayed a bit. One said I was gay. I did little to refute this and merely used it to my advantage. I played with her chest and stroked the inside of her leg. I said this was fine...'because of the way I am'. She buys us a drink. I was reluctant to get one as I knew I would be leaving them never to see them EVER again. But to put it simply, if she is stupid enough to buy me a drink, then I am smart enough to drink it. Soon we bounce. I tell them I am going for a ciggie. I look to just leave, but the wing who must not be named says he can't do that and says he has to say bye. He went back. God knows why. When he returned he said it was the right thing to do. I said, as matter a fact(ly) as possible - 'there is no morality in game'.

We hit another bar. Not sets stick. We then went to a club. Was pretty sick. Must of been some student night. Was rammed. I open a 2 set. Immediately of the bat I have the anime eyes from one girl. The wing who must not be named joins the foray. They were Spanish. I had to repeat what I was saying about 10 times, which became tiresome. :roll: . Mine wasn't even drinking. We are in isolation, I pull my Vitaly 3 questions. She declines. hhhmmmmm. There was quite a lot of kino, so I found this somewhat confusing. I # close. Later sit down and by this point I am bored as fuck. I want to game others but my wing's were nowhere to be seen. I ask this girl probably a strong HB6 if both her parents were spanish. She said her dad was and her mum was arabic. I knew I could see a tinge. lol. Anyways I bounce to find the others but can't and leave.

Takeaways:
- Felt good to get my first number close in a while. Also we discovered a couple of decent venues.
- I think being more chilled in the interaction is key also. It gives the girl room to conversate...to chase.
- And remember to keep eye contact like a motherfucker. Not like this: https://i.imgflip.com/6d5ca.jpg but more like this http://cdn.theanimals.pics/pictures/tay ... 1/lion.jpg

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 4:54 pm 
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Friday 18th July

I was beyond tired today. Seriously, I could barely keep my eyes open. But I knew I had to game. I have to get better. None of the pua clique were out though. So I had to roll with some non-pua's today. :!:

I was honestly shattered, but in the words of Donald Trump 'sleep and success don't coexist'.

I drank a bit of rum before I went out to get myself in the mood. I met up with Five0 and a couple of his work mates. They told me to meet them in North London. I assumed we would be heading to the go to area in East London. We didn't. :shock: .

Long story short we went to club/bar after club/bar and each was equally as un-busy as the last. God damn!

I opened this a couple of sets. Nothing eventful. One chick I opened after said she didn't remember her phone number when I asked for it. And that she just came out to 'dance'. To both comments, in the words of Sarah Marshall herself 'bullshit, bullshit, bullshit'. I gave her my number on a napkin. I think hell will freeze over before I ever hear from her.

Then in the car driving to yet another venue as the last one was tripe, one guy asked me where I am from. I said London. He said I wasn't from London. FYI - I was born in London and lived in London until I was like 7. I said this is my hometown. He said it wasn't. Anyways this went back and forth. It got a bit heated and others had to calm the situation down, jokingly. Nothing major but enough to foul the mood. It was mainly due to the pricks retarded nature.

We went into the venue and surprise surprise - it was dead. :| . I wasn't really in a talkative mood. When the guys left to go to another venue I jumped in a taxi and went back. I didn't even say bye to them other than Five0.

I met up with the wing who must not be named in South London. We ran a bit of game. Nothing worth mentioning happened.

When I got back and the next day I was still moderately annoyed by the events that transpired. I haven't spoken to Five0 since and have no intention of 'reaching' out. I have no real problem with him. But if you give me the option of speaking to him and not speaking to him...I choose not speaking to him.

Takeaways:
- With non-pua's it is probably best just to break away from the group (who were boring as fuck!) and game on my own. I did plan on this but it didn't really happen as much as I would like.
- It is crucial that I carry out warm up sets otherwise I get stuck in my head.
- Overall a shitty day and more importantly a shitty week. I have let standards slip. In health, wealth and love the 3 areas (I believe) to life, it has been as follows:
- wealth: This is going ok. Close to completing my app. I didn't work on it remotely last week but met decent contacts through networking.
- health: Didn't hit the gym once. Went for an 11 minute jog, that was it all week.
- Love: I have all but given up on messaging flakes/potential flakes. As of now I can't be assed. Smiley has probably left the harem. She thinks I am only after one thing. Dimples is on the edge of things, partly down to me though. I can't be bothered with her right now. Day game has gone down the pan too. I've been to chode to approach during the day.

I think life is what you make of it and it will pass you by if you let it. I need to put more effort in. My happiest time is when I am improving those 3 elements everyday. I need to get back to that.

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 11:59 pm 
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Yo Snow, good post. Sorry to hear about other people bringing down your night. This shit happened to me all too much in the past, and it is why I eventually stopped hanging out with everyone and started solo gaming before linking up with the current band of PUAs I run with. Have you ever gone out solo or considered it? It actually is pretty awesome once you become comfortable with it and start to embrace it.
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I was beyond tired today. Seriously, I could barely keep my eyes open. But I knew I had to game.
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PostPosted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 10:12 am 
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Hey man - Nah never really done solo gaming. But I think I'm getting closer to trying it.

Yeah, I know, I'm just going to have to dive in the deep end when it comes to it. I'll start of with dipping my toes in, in the not too distant future...

Thanks for the message.

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 12:44 pm 
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Thursday 24th July

I didn't plan on drinking today. I've been wanting to try a bit of sober gaming. Partly as when I drink on a school night I am next to useless the next day. Anyways Uboat was the only one up for meeting. I start to drink a little bit of rum on my own. A little turned into a lot. I finally head to central to meet Uboat. I'm a bit early and drink by myself. A brunette bar maid catches my eye. She's on the phone and has a look I like. I plan hitting a few approaches in the pub but I'm too afraid. I pussy out.

I met up with Uboat and we head to one of our go to bars. Uboat had work at like 2 in the morning and was still out to game. That's the dedication I like to see. Absolute trooper. We bounced to another bar.

Uboat peeped a hot mother daughter combo. They were with one guy. It reminded him of porn he used to watch 'long ago' he said. By long ago he probably meant a few hours ago. lol. Anyways we peep the sitch but don't approach.

By now the Jesus juice is taking effect. I see the bar maid that caught my eye earlier. I open. She looks at my chest region. We continue to talk and she keeps looking down. I ask her "What are you looking at". She replied "Your top, I love it". She asked where I got it from and then proceeded to talk about men's T's being better than women's. I didn't agree with this. She goes outside to smoke. I follow. We talk some more. I #close saying we'll go out next week. I actually genuinely quite liked her. She had a lot of banter and was cute, like a HB7.

We move on to Z bar. Oh Z bar, how you do us so well. Out of the 3 thousand plus bars and pubs in London we are always drawn to this one. I # close a swede that is outside. A weak HB7. One of many there has been and one of many to come.

We went to another bar. I see a 2 set sitting down. I use a VP inspired opener. I walk over, sit down all nonchalant and say "Sorry I'm late, what have I missed". This opener goes down surprisingly well. Anyways we talk for a while 20mins or so. I #close mine. I asked her where she is from, she was half 'Persian'. I told her Persia no longer exists. After a while we bounce. I checked the number the next day, it was one number too short. Mistake, intentional? I don't know. She was a bit tipsy.

As we walk to hit a club. I see a 2 set. One was I think a HB9. Definitely a solid HB8. I stop them. I went direct on the HB8/9. She is with an AB. Her friend was quite literally clinically obese. Anyways due to logistics I am speaking the AB. We were taking them with us to the club. I see Uboat talking to the HB8/9, then I see his phone coming out. God damn Uboat. Wolf in sheep's clothing. When I realized I was going to have the chunky monkey I ducked out of there fast. Went home shortly after. A bit worse for wear.

Takeaways:
- Drink less.
- Always try and do a few warm up sets as quickly as possible. They are so crucial to get you into state.

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 1:20 pm 
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Saturday 26th July

I was home home this weekend. I went out for a meal for my brother's birthday. Started drinking then at like six. After the meal I met up with my mate Mario, a natural in the game. He brought a bottle of vodka round to my parents house. We drank and spoke about bitches the whole time. He had a g/f for a year. She was a legitimate 10. He mentioned how Trey Songz asked her out on a date. She turned him down. That's the gravitas a 10 has.

Anyways we bounced out. There's only one half decent place back home. We head there. It's not overly busy. We drink some more. We are both pretty God damn tipsy by this point. I can't really remember opening any sets really. There was one girl however I saw, strong HB7. She went to my school. We have fooled around before. I focused on her.

She was with her friend who is a bit older than me. I remember her from school. She is a HB9. Mario was off with another girl. I was with mine and the HB9 wanted to go for the after party. I literally pulled Mario from his chick and head back to the HB9's. We walk in pairs but get split up. I'm wandering around with my one for like half an hour and we're still no closer to the house. We make out a bit on the way. I tell her how I'm going to marry her and how we'd have cute babies. We would.

We get to the house eventually after the HB9 SPAM's me the location. At the 'after party' we drink a lot. Well I did. Mario was passed out. Her pitbull just kept on licking his face. After a bit Mario wants to go to bed. The HB9 takes him by the hand and leads him upstairs. She 'raped' him. lol. Or at least that's what he says.

I lay down with the HB7. We kiss. But I'm pretty faded by the point. I'm seeing two of her. The sun has come up and I'm another of bottle vodka down. God damn. When I'm on top I shimmey up her skirt, pull down my skinny jeans a bit a plow away. But quite simply I was too wasted. The whole thing fizzled out as quickly as it began, but at least I got it in, so it counts. haha.

Takeaways:
- No, seriously, drink less.
- Going back home showed me how lucky I am to live in London. There is literally a sea of women here in the city. Back home there is no talent. I live in a town which is tiny. Like 70,000 population. London its like 7 million or some shit. Gaming in a big city is a dream.

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PostPosted: Thu Jul 31, 2014 4:50 pm 
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Wednesday 30th July

So I linked up with the pua clique: Uboat, JD, Hackney and the wing who must not be named. Today was more about just hanging out and drawing the gash second. I think Mystery used to harp on about the fact that it is better to be the observed than the observer. I think this is so true. And could be the route to go down. We are also tentatively working on getting pivots involved. Obviously this definitely is the route to go.

So we met up in a location just South of central London, for that reason from here on out, it shall hence fourth be known as South central. Inventive...I know. :D

South Central is along the river. I had only ever been there like once before. It was mental. Its effectively a complex of artistic buildings with loads of restaurants, pubs and bars. I think this spot will definitely get utilized more.

When I arrive JD is with the wing who must not be named. He had opened an adjacent 5 or 6 set, I forget now. I didn't say much, mainly due to logistics. I was the complete other side. And mainly as there was only one half decent girl. Maybe a HB7. Throughout the night the others arrive and sporadically the wing who must not be named peppers in some conversation with them.

At one point I see the hot(ish) one and a friend writing something on there phones and laughing. I get up, walk over, and ask them if this is a private conversation. I look at the phone, it was just some crappy message they were sending to their friend. I briefly talk to them, then return to my sit.

Soon we are looking to bounce, I get up, the others get up and so do the girls...what the fuck! Apparently the wing who must not be named said we were all going to another bar. He had no idea where we were going. Bloody foreigner. haha.

We wander aimlessly for literally an eternity. Finally we find a venue which wasn't popping. I want to ditch the bitches. The others Hackney and Uboat agree. The wing who must not be named turns up. We tell him our plan. Bear in mind the girls are like 2 ft away. Arms flayed out and animated he loudly protests he cant simply ditch them, that he has to say bye. Anyways he goes to say bye, well we all do, kind off. A very awkward 2 minutes pursue. We then bounce of walking along the riverfront.

We or definitely I choded out of any other approaches. Uboat summed it up best, it was like day night game.

Takeaways:
- My day game confidence is dead. I have to start approaching.
- I found a nice area to sarge in, especially during the day.
- A hot girl sat next to me on the tube on my way home. I wanted to approach but choded out. I saw her then send a SPAM! I turned to her and asked her if she has wifi. She does. She explained how I could get it. We are on the same network. So now my tube journeys will be more fun once I get it sorted.

P.S - As you can tell, when getting wifi on the tube was the high point of a sarge, you know it wasn't a great one. But it was rather pleasant my old chums, just to hang out.

And in South Central we saw a girl from far walk towards. At a distant we thought she was hot and when she walked past us, she wasn't great. Uboat said "It just went from heaven to seven". It twas humorous. He wanted the world to know he made it up...or so he claims.

Haha - Also I saw the hot girl Uboat stole from me randomly on the underground. Which is quite a rare feat in London. The beauty and the curse of London is that its highly unlikely you ever and I mean EVER bump into people you know. It's good as you know if you blowout with a girl, you will never see her again.

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 10:20 am 
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Friday 1st August

Alright, peep this playa's.

So I linked up with Rida and another one of my mates. For the purposes of this FR we can call him Bee. Bee's of asian descent, quite tall like 6ft plus and has had some hot girls in the past. He's familiar with game, we all kind of are because of the uni days when we were first exposed to it. So I would say he is knowledgable of game but is not learned of it.

We hit Z bar...oh Z bar....how we enjoy you so. How your half price happy hour drinks, tipsy hot girls and low level lighting create a perfect environment to game. Rida and I and even Bee said we weren't going to drink. Nothing but a pretence. We all got on it and bought a fuck load of drinks. Bee was suited and booted with work people. One girl a weak HB7 was having a house party. They were all bouncing out. Rida and I had just got there. I straight up said I wasn't going. There was only 3 or so girls with like 8 guys and none of them were HB's or of a hot enough standard.

Bee and Rida also forgo the house party. We stay and booze some more. Right now the Jesus juice is kicking in. At one point in the night we are discussing game. Bee looks and me and says lets have a competition to see who can pull the hottest bird. He was going to bet me. Straight away I took it. I shook his hand. He stared in my eyes and...sensed a disturbance in the force. He could see there is now a steely determination in me. After he looked into them he soon retracted the bet. My unshakable confidence had shaken him.

I was getting a bit faded by this point, so I don't remember every set. I open a 6 set. Rida says to the group I am Lenny Henry's son. I look a bit like him so it is somewhat believable. http://www.thedrum.com/uploads/drum_bas ... %20inn.jpg

One girl actually started googling it and asked for my autograph on snapchat. I scrawled some barely legible scribble down. In the set there was one strong HB8. Surprisingly she was one of the most talkative. She said her friends say she has mild ADHD. She was talking like a million miles an hour. There was one strong HB7, she was more normal, so I went for this one as my target. We spoke. I isolated her slightly, took her like a foot away from the group and # closed. She was 19 and lived on the outskirts of London. After a while the girl that took my autograph realised I wasn't Lenny Henry's son and deleted the snapchat in front of me and walked off in disgust. lol.

I remember I opened a 2 set. This was outside. I spend a lot of time outside at venues. My game is built on conversation, the sound level or lack thereof is perfect. Anyways the 2 set head in and a guy comes up to me. He says, "man you are doing great, I've seen you go up to a 4 or 5 girls and your killing it". Motherfucker peeped game and loved it. We spoke a bit. I didn't think he was learned of game but a few words he dropped gave it away. It's fun talking to a fellow gamer. He was a bit older like late 30's but I got his number and said we can game sometime. He seemed to have a few contacts with well known pua's. i.e. the one's doing bootcamps and shit. After a while however I bored of the conversation. I no longer wanted to regale upon tales of game...I wanted to game motherfuckers.

There was another 2 set I opened. One was probably an AB. The other one was a HB6. We all head in. I ask the HB6 if she smokes, she does. We head outside. For anyone who has been following these FR's I think you probably know what is coming next. Yep, you guessed it, the Vitaly 3 questions haha. She answers yes, no and paused. The ideal combination. We make out. I # close. We head back in. But I have my eye on bigger things. This HB6 could be back up, I want more. I yearn for more.

All of a sudden I see another 2 set. I'm on my own outside. I open. We talk. One is an AB or soft HB6 but next to her stood a beauty. An absolute stunner. She looked like Elisha Cuthbert but taller and she had a massive rack. One of the first things I asked her was 'real' or 'fake'. She told me they were fake. In the words of Di Caprio, 'you had my curiosity but now you have my attention'.

We talk we flirt, run a lil game. She won't make out though. Z bar is closing now and it is getting a bit late. FYI - I will call the HB9 Elisha from here on out. Elisha is over just for the weekend visiting her sister who was the AB. They are Scandinavian. Both the girls want to go somewhere else. There is a club opposite Z bar. But its pretty exclusive and hard to get into. We head there, obviously no one is getting in unless we get a bottle. I'm half cut by this point and I didn't want to traipse around with the girls. So I dropped that wedge and we were in.

When in there I remember a couple of guys coming up to her. But listen here playa's I have an air of confidence. Remember by this point I still hadn't kissed her. I feel no fear of a 'robbery'. That shit won't happen to me. We all chill out and drink. Rida did a great job of winging me. I take her upstairs to smoke and we make out. I probably used the Vitaly 3 questions.

After a while we look to leave. And guys this is the crunch point. You always always always have to go hard in the pull. Her sister put up some resistance. I literally ushered them into a taxi and sent that shit home. Rida was there as well coming back to the 'after party'. I paid the whole thing. It was twice as much as even a black cab, but I didn't want to fuck about.

We get back to the garden of Eden and 2 of my housemates are up. Her sister is tired and wants to lay down, she was pretty wasted. This was perfect. I took her up to my room and put here to sleep. Rida went up a bit later. I don't think they did anything I think genuinely he had to go up there as I was going to have to use the living room.

I asked my house mates to go up. They did. So now it was just myself and Elisha. We make out but every time I try and escalate, she stops me. After about 20 mins of LMR, finally we go somewhere. I start undressing her. She asks if I have a condom. I run upstairs to get one. Usain would of had nothing on me. But it didn't fit. So I didn't use it. Guys in the words of Bernie Mac...'I am blessed, hung low'.

Eventually we do the deed. God damn, this chick was kinky as fuck. And she was hot as fuck. Definitely one of the hottest girls I have ever banged. I remember when we were coming (no pun intended) to the end of it, she looked up at me and said the words 'You won'. I think she was referring to the fact she was adamant she wasn't going to put out, but obviously did. God damn I be's to pimp!

It's been a while since I have said this but....game is game.

Takeaways:
- Always pack a top hat in your wallet. Don't be a fool, wrap your tool.
- My night game has been solid recently and I'm getting results via that channel, but I still need to go on some dates for practice and get my day game up to scratch.

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Alright, peep this playa's.

So I linked up with Rida and another one of my mates. For the purposes of this FR we can call him Bee. Bee's of asian descent, quite tall like 6ft plus and has had some hot girls in the past. He's familiar with game, we all kind of are because of the uni days when we were first exposed to it. So I would say he is knowledgable of game but is not learned of it.

We hit Z bar...oh Z bar....how we enjoy you so. How your half price happy hour drinks, tipsy hot girls and low level lighting create a perfect environment to game. Rida and I and even Bee said we weren't going to drink. Nothing but a pretence. We all got on it and bought a fuck load of drinks. Bee was suited and booted with work people. One girl a weak HB7 was having a house party. They were all bouncing out. Rida and I had just got there. I straight up said I wasn't going. There was only 3 or so girls with like 8 guys and none of them were HB's or of a hot enough standard.

Bee and Rida also forgo the house party. We stay and booze some more. Right now the Jesus juice is kicking in. At one point in the night we are discussing game. Bee looks and me and says lets have a competition to see who can pull the hottest bird. He was going to bet me. Straight away I took it. I shook his hand. He stared in my eyes and...sensed a disturbance in the force. He could see there is now a steely determination in me. After he looked into them he soon retracted the bet. My unshakable confidence had shaken him.

I was getting a bit faded by this point, so I don't remember every set. I open a 6 set. Rida says to the group I am Lenny Henry's son. I look a bit like him so it is somewhat believable. http://www.thedrum.com/uploads/drum_bas ... %20inn.jpg

One girl actually started googling it and asked for my autograph on snapchat. I scrawled some barely legible scribble down. In the set there was one strong HB8. Surprisingly she was one of the most talkative. She said her friends say she has mild ADHD. She was talking like a million miles an hour. There was one strong HB7, she was more normal, so I went for this one as my target. We spoke. I isolated her slightly, took her like a foot away from the group and # closed. She was 19 and lived on the outskirts of London. After a while the girl that took my autograph realised I wasn't Lenny Henry's son and deleted the snapchat in front of me and walked off in disgust. lol.

I remember I opened a 2 set. This was outside. I spend a lot of time outside at venues. My game is built on conversation, the sound level or lack thereof is perfect. Anyways the 2 set head in and a guy comes up to me. He says, "man you are doing great, I've seen you go up to a 4 or 5 girls and your killing it". Motherfucker peeped game and loved it. We spoke a bit. I didn't think he was learned of game but a few words he dropped gave it away. It's fun talking to a fellow gamer. He was a bit older like late 30's but I got his number and said we can game sometime. He seemed to have a few contacts with well known pua's. i.e. the one's doing bootcamps and shit. After a while however I bored of the conversation. I no longer wanted to regale upon tales of game...I wanted to game motherfuckers.

There was another 2 set I opened. One was probably an AB. The other one was a HB6. We all head in. I ask the HB6 if she smokes, she does. We head outside. For anyone who has been following these FR's I think you probably know what is coming next. Yep, you guessed it, the Vitaly 3 questions haha. She answers yes, no and paused. The ideal combination. We make out. I # close. We head back in. But I have my eye on bigger things. This HB6 could be back up, I want more. I yearn for more.

All of a sudden I see another 2 set. I'm on my own outside. I open. We talk. One is an AB or soft HB6 but next to her stood a beauty. An absolute stunner. She looked like Elisha Cuthbert but taller and she had a massive rack. One of the first things I asked her was 'real' or 'fake'. She told me they were fake. In the words of Di Caprio, 'you had my curiosity but now you have my attention'.

We talk we flirt, run a lil game. She won't make out though. Z bar is closing now and it is getting a bit late. FYI - I will call the HB9 Elisha from here on out. Elisha is over just for the weekend visiting her sister who was the AB. They are Scandinavian. Both the girls want to go somewhere else. There is a club opposite Z bar. But its pretty exclusive and hard to get into. We head there, obviously no one is getting in unless we get a bottle. I'm half cut by this point and I didn't want to traipse around with the girls. So I dropped that wedge and we were in.

When in there I remember a couple of guys coming up to her. But listen here playa's I have an air of confidence. Remember by this point I still hadn't kissed her. I feel no fear of a 'robbery'. That shit won't happen to me. We all chill out and drink. Rida did a great job of winging me. I take her upstairs to smoke and we make out. I probably used the Vitaly 3 questions.

After a while we look to leave. And guys this is the crunch point. You always always always have to go hard in the pull. Her sister put up some resistance. I literally ushered them into a taxi and sent that shit home. Rida was there as well coming back to the 'after party'. I paid the whole thing. It was twice as much as even a black cab, but I didn't want to fuck about.

We get back to the garden of Eden and 2 of my housemates are up. Her sister is tired and wants to lay down, she was pretty wasted. This was perfect. I took her up to my room and put here to sleep. Rida went up a bit later. I don't think they did anything I think genuinely he had to go up there as I was going to have to use the living room.

I asked my house mates to go up. They did. So now it was just myself and Elisha. We make out but every time I try and escalate, she stops me. After about 20 mins of LMR, finally we go somewhere. I start undressing her. She asks if I have a condom. I run upstairs to get one. Usain would of had nothing on me. But it didn't fit. So I didn't use it. Guys in the words of Bernie Mac...'I am blessed, hung low'.

Eventually we do the deed. God damn, this chick was kinky as fuck. And she was hot as fuck. Definitely one of the hottest girls I have ever banged. I remember when we were coming (no pun intended) to the end of it, she looked up at me and said the words 'You won'. I think she was referring to the fact she was adamant she wasn't going to put out, but obviously did. God damn I be's to pimp!

It's been a while since I have said this but....game is game.

Takeaways:
- Always pack a top hat in your wallet. Don't be a fool, wrap your tool.
- My night game has been solid recently and I'm getting results via that channel, but I still need to go on some dates for practice and get my day game up to scratch.
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PostPosted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 8:31 pm 
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Saturday 2nd August

The ho's from last night left early in the morning. I tried to # close Elisha, but she was having none of it. Weird. She was adamant on not taking it. Maybe makes me think she had a man or was 'seeing' someone. Realistically I am never going to see her again. I call a taxi (from her phone) for them to leave, then after I called my phone so I have her number. :twisted: . I open the door and they exit my reality. I head up to my bed and Rida is passed out. I catch up on some z's and crash out next to him. I arise at like 2 in the afternoon. Rida is nowhere to be seen. Motherfucker snuck out early doors like a ho. hahaha!

I quickly get ready and fill up on some rum and coke. I have a festival to go to. I head down. I get there after like an hour and a half of travelling - finally. It was ok. I was with some non-gamers. After introducing myself and a few brief words I look to run game by myself.

But I think a combination of lack of sleep and booze took it's toll. I was too fatigued to game and just felt sick. I tried to soldier through and walked around aimlessly for a while but I just didn't have it in me to approach. I barely had enough strength to stand. I spent half of the festival trying to keep my eyes open laying on the ground. Eventually I call it quits and look to head back.

I was going to go out, mainly as I wanted to game, but I just couldn't do it. I had to forgo partying antics for one night.

It's a bit frustrating as there are quite a few young people in the garden of eden so I could hear rowdy crowds coming and going all night, whilst I was cacooned inside. God diz-am.

Takeaways:
- Tone down the boozing. The alcohol ruined my festival experience and meant I couldn't game. A saturday with no hint of game was the most annoying thing.
- I messaged Rida to see how he was. The AB from last night (Elisha's sister) was engaged or had a long term b/f, two kids and a 'happy' home. Rida told me he was in set with this asian girl yesterday, I was with Elisha, so her sister was on her own. Her sister came over and cockblocked Rida, so he thought fuck it, and just pulled her. As soon as I heard this I had to put this on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORpcQtHeASU
One thing that I am learning from game, is that these girls aint loyal. Never think they are. Any sniff of a better man, she will be off in a heartbeat. None of them are loyal. Never get it twisted. Never fool yourself. No girl is loyal!

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 03, 2014 9:11 pm 
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Sunday 3rd August

I didn't go out last night so I didn't feel rough as. I woke up at like 8:30 am. I had nothing planned so thought it would be a great time to set up a date. I messaged a girl I met a few weeks back. She's always responsive to my texts.
I met her on Friday 11th July and called her the baby giant because she was so tall. She's like 6ft and much bigger in heels. She was a HB9.

We look to meet in central. Guys if you can, always and I mean always get your date near your house. For me she was adamant she wasn't coming my way and a HB9 is worth meeting in central for. I turn up like 45mins late. She was proper pissed about this, but I played it off. I'm the teflon don playa's.

Anyways when I see her she is dressed up. Tight skirt, heels etc. I came in a rave T, skinny jean shorts, addidas crepe's with white socks. She said she can't work out my style. Before when I saw her I was suited up (kinda). Now I'm airing more to the hipster way of things. She said she liked my T. I asked her if she always dressed up like this. Guys honestly I thought she would be dressed normal, like jeans and some pumps. Everyone kept looking. She's quite striking. Much prettier than me. I kept thinking people were looking and thinking that I was with a high class hooker or some shit. She got a lot of looks from guys and girls. Turned heads. She really is stunning.

She had a good head on her shoulders, she was a lecturer and works in some hedge fund as a programmer. You don't meet many if any girls like this. The date was ok, I kept eye contact like a motherfucker. After about a minute of me sitting with her she commented on it. She was ok, her banter wasn't the best I have ever had, nor was it the worst. She was talkative. On dates I don't really even say much. I just get them to talk.

She seemed a little money obsessed and up her herself though. She spoke about how her last date was with a neurosurgeon. And how she dated a banker. She also had a lot of baggage, a few years ago she got like seriously overweight, some eating disorder. She's skinny now though and doing some modelling on the side. How she was so eager to tell me this. Overall she just seemed a bit much. She's the sort of girl that you would see in a cocktail bar and you would give your right nut to leave with but I want a girl more down to earth. Also I'm not to sure how quickly she would put out.

At the end of the date, I was saying goodbye. There hadn't been any real kino escalation. There was one point where I think she wanted to kiss me, but I didn't want to do this in front of everyone. So I bounced out without kiss closing.

Takeaways:
- Was good to go on a date. I still need to keep this up. Practice makes perfect.
- I feel slightly pleased in my growing ability that I am able to not pursue anything with a girl of this calibre because I am so confident in my ability to draw a girl just as hot and unique. Game is enriching my life.

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PostPosted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 4:57 pm 
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Monday 4th August

As per one of my previous takeaways, I have been upping my speed on the dating front. I messaged Dimples, to see what she was saying. I had some 'Life Admin' to do, a phrase that was taught to me by one of my wings JD. I wanted her to come round like 9ish. I text her about meeting up. I straight up told her to come to mine. Sometimes...lol...let me rephrase that, all the time a lot girls get weird-ed out when you invite them directly to your house. She suggested we go out for Shisha. I sent a text simply saying I can't. Her next text was inline. She said she'd come to mine. I met her earlier though.

So I'm walking to meet Dimples after work. She lives near where I work. In mid stride all of a sudden a hand taps me. I turn. Its a guy. He asked if I had a lighter. I responded that I didn't. Then he simply peered at me. I looked back. A silence bestowed itself for a few moments. This was shattered by his further questioning. 'Gay or Straight'. Pardon I asked. 'Are you Gay or Straight'. In the same tone we have heard a million times when a girl says 'she has a b/f' I reply 'Sorry, I'm straight'. He gave me a gentle pat and with a glint in his eye says "Too bad, your so handsome". I turn and smile with a cheshire cat grin on my face. A David Gandy look a like wanted a piece. http://www.daniel-thomas.co.uk/blog/wp- ... 25x300.jpg :D .

I go and meet Dimples, we head back to mine. There are some things I really like about Dimples. She's big into her spirituality. She'd just got back from a 12 day retreat full of meditating and all that shit. And she's ambitious. And she loves dogs. Qualities I like.

At one point we are on the bed and she's asks me how I would rate myself out of 10. I ask is it just on looks. She says it is. I give myself a 5, maybe a soft 6. She seems surprised. FYI - Honestly that is where I think I am on a scale. I ask her to rate herself. She gives herself a 7. I ask her what she'd give me, she says 8. Hhhhmmm interesting. Now I feel even more above her than I already did. lol.

We didn't do anything really, just spoke for like 5 hours straight. I did show her a video on Youtube where a women asks girls to go on a date with her. Dimples said she would be up for doing some social experiments like that. Watch this space people. After a while anyways we make out. She gives me a handjob for a bit but I can see where this is leading. I still haven't got any johnny's. I didn't want to bareback a chick for the 3rd time in as many weeks so I ended the session. When we laid cuddled for a bit she said "What are we? Friends or something else". I asked her if she did this with all of her friends. She said no. I didn't speak anymore on that subject. Strange question, I thought. :? .

Takeaways:
- Keep up the dating, probably don't need anymore this week.
- Buy some Rubber mans.
- The David Gandy look alike has taught me something. Even though there was no way I was banging him, it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside he approached me during the day and genuinely thought I was handsome. This is the feeling I can provide to women during day game. I must embrace day game more. I must day game!

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 11:35 am 
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Friday 8th August

After last weeks antics I was adamant on staying in for a bit. Had to save some wedge. I remember during the week my housemate commented he had never seen me in so much. I'm usually out most nights. Doing something. By Thursday I was so fucking bored. Spent a couple of hours online dating. Still yielded no results.

Then Friday rolled around. I did plan on not drinking. I messaged Rida and we linked up in central. We went to his former housemates birthday but didn't stay long. They all headed to South London.

Rida had plenty of Jesus juice in him, I had none / very minor quantities. He opened a 5 set and asked me to wing. I couldn't, it was beyond me at this point. We head to one of our go to bars. My oh my we have been there a lot over the years. Out of all the pubs and clubs in london we only ever really go to just a handful. Perhaps we should mix things up more. I soon think fuck not drinking and get on it like sonic.

There was a HB7 with a 'gammy leg'. She had a broken foot or something. I was sitting on a chair nearby and stood up to go to the bar. Her friend noticed my vacant seat and told her friend to sit down. I said "Sorry, this is actually my seat but for you and your gammy leg, it's all yours'. Her friend got pretty snippy and was a like 'Your nice', proper sarcastic. Maybe she didn't hear me, so I explained her friend can have it. But she continued to be a bitch. God some people can't take a joke. On a weird level her dismissive sarcastic disposition - made me want her even more.

Rida opened a two set. I winged him like a fucking pro. Text book shizzle. Rida has an issue with escalating. I kept giving him the cue. He went in for the number close. She declined. But at least he is progressing.

I open a blonde HB7. Turns out she was bi-sexual. She and her friend were heading to a gay bar. FYI - The other one was straight. I say we should all go together. The HB7 says she is looking for a girl tonight. I say I'll wing her. Anyways they leave and we head to the gay bar about 10 mins after them.

Rida was running some street game. Randomly he went up to a girl he worked with. There was a 2 set. The girl he knew left so now there was only one girl. She called her 2 gay guy friends. We went into some restaurant. We all ordered pornstar martini's. It was quite strange the whole thing. Rida wants to duck and says we'll go out for a cigarette. Basically we just ditched them and left them with the bill. I felt bad, Rida the uncaring bastard didn't give a fuck.

The gay bar we planned on going to was closed so we went somewhere else. It was quite late now so they weren't letting people in. Maybe it was like 2ish by this point. We opened a 2 set outside. Turns out they were lesbians in a relationship. They get us in past the bouncer. We go downstairs and the club is popping.

I opened a tatted chick (HB8) in there. She was unreceptive. She was already with a man. I had snuck in while her man had gone away briefly. Flying close to the sun, Icarus style with some of my approaches these days. The interaction goes nowhere. We opened a couple of others I think.

Now it hits like 4ish and it's closing. The lesbians that got us in are hanging about. We open. They want to go to South london to another club. I go for the pull back to mine and my legendary 'after party'. Again as per usual the after party is me sitting in my living room watching mtv sipping a can of red stripe.

They seem kinda keen. We head to a taxi office. Suddenly a guy who speaks the same language as one of them comes into the foray. hhhmmmmmmm.

The girls want him to come. I allow this, whilst thinking of ways on how to get rid of him. I first mention I live in South London and how he lives in North London. This did not deter him. He gets in the cab.

When we get into South London we stop off to get some booze. When everyone gets back in the taxi I tell The Giant Chode that my house mate just rang and said I can't have any guys back. The girls seem to take (or one of them) a bit of offence and said if there is a problem they can all go back to hers. Damn it. I didn't want to lose this shit. I let The Giant Chode come back.

One of the lesbians was openly bi-sexual. This is great. It makes my task easier. The other one smoked and everytime she smoked I went out with her. I began my inception. I spoke about how I don't neccessarily believe that sexuality is binary, how I believe you fall in love with the person, how life is short and you should experience as much as possible. I check and thankfully she had taken dick before. Throughout the 'after party' we kept getting them to kiss and shit. Twas a pleasure to watch.

It gets late, I think it was like 7 by this point. The job now seemed just to get them upstairs. Suddenly The Giant Chode sucks the finger of one of the lesbians. This doesn't go down well. The one I had been incepting outside is not happy. She has a mini blowup at him. Rida and myself see this as the perfect scenario. I open my door and I'm all like "Giant Chode, you have to leave." He didn't and just dallied around. I didn't want to push it. I'm about game. A lover not a fighter. Things calm between everyone.

The incepted lesbian is up for staying, however The Giant Chode finger sucked lesbian is putting up resistance. After a bit of persuading she is up for 'sleeping' round. But now, the Giant Chode starts kicking up a fuss. In 10 or so minutes he single-handedly undoes my 2 hour inception onslaught. He gets The Giant Chode finger sucked lesbian to leave. So now they have all left. They text me like 10mins later saying they finally ditched The Giant Chode. Fuck sake.

I knew bringing The Giant Chode back would be a problem. I had hopes of an awesome orgy and ended up empty handed. A male lion does not allow other male lions into his territory. Even his own progeny when of age gets chased out. We shouldn't of allowed him back. Even the girls regretted letting him come back.

Takeaways:
- Don't let competition back into the garden of Eden. Potentially guys who are genuinely cool and aren't competition for the bitches can come back but other than that, it is not wise letting guys back.
- I think hitting that scene could be advisable if legitimately I am going to get a 3 way.

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 4:56 pm 
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Saturday 9th August

I was like half way through this God damn field report and the tab got deleted. Accidentally hit a few keys. #Annoying.

Anyways, here we go again. Rida woke me up after like 3 hours sleep. God damn! We chilled. Ordered some Chinese and talked about a new night. We knew we wanted to do something big. We knew it was time to play in the rich kids playground and go upmarket. Rida heads home to get ready. I pull out blazer and pocket handkerchief - looking like a God damn pimp! Then head to South West London.

Annoyingly when I tried to get money out of the machine my card got 'retained'. I had not a penny on me. On a night when I was meant to be high rolling, the vagabond on the street had more monies than I. My gosh! I walk to a bar to meet Rida. When I get there a bucket of beers await. Good play, my dear fellow. We consume, converse and talk about bitches.

Clubs here are notoriously hard to get into. You need guestlist, you need girls, we had neither. We had gone out. Gone out and believed tonight would be great. A couple of my friends back home said they were going to come out but got scared. They doubted us. The logical person would have looked at our lack of any connections and girls as a hindrance, well quiet frankly because it was. But we had a hope, that tonight was going to be good. Tonight we would rather have tried and failed than not of tried at all.

After a bit we head upstairs. We grab a couple of drinks. Rida sorted me out massively this night as I was brassic. I didn't have a pot to piss in so the drinks were on him. I notice a 3 set and 2 guys spitting game. Then all of a sudden I look at one girl deeper, with more purpose. I can only see the back of her but I swear I know her. I take a chance, I go up to her, tap her. She turns and yes I did know here. It was the hipster Lithuanian I #closed a while back. Check 18th June field report. I had gone on a date with her but I didn't write it up or at least I couldn't see it when I checked. Today she was looking nice. All done up, high heels, tight dress, before she had been in all black. She's a HB7 (maybe a HB8) and she was with another HB7 and HB8. Rida had the HB7 in conversation. I entertained the others. The 2 chodes bounced. One madeout with the HB8 before he left.

I ask them where they were going. They mentioned the club. I was a bit taken back. I said that ‘we’ referring to Rida have no hope of getting in there. I had googled the place before. It’s a private members club. She mentioned she was meeting a friend who I think worked the door or had a guestlist. I asked her to see if she could get us in. She messaged her friend and 15mins later we got the A-OK. Result!

One funny point in the night was when Rida asked for jagar bomb at the bar. The bartender was literally disgusted in him. Hahaha - his face was a picture. He let Rida know they don’t serve such things in the establishment. You literally have some of the best mixologists in the world and Rida is asking for a God damn jagar bomb. Ha - funny as.

After a while Rida number closed the HB7. She went home and the other 2 came out. She was the housemate of my Lithuanian. Anyways we rock up at the door and queue. Some of the bitches in the queue were phenomenal. We get in with little hoopla. We came out with no plan, no bitches, no guestlist. And now we were in one of the most exclusive venues in the world. All because I gamed that chick a while back. It is evident that game legitimately is enriching my life.

Rida and I didn’t hang around with them to much. We wanted to game. We opened a few sets and shit. Had a laugh and a joke. We saw Lucy Watson from Made in Chelsea. She danced right next to us. She’s hot a fuck. A definite favourite of mine in the show. I wanted to game her so bad but was unsure of the ‘rules’ of the club. I let it go. But out of all the places you could dance, she danced next to me, proximity me thinks.

Rida bought a couple of shots of tequila patron, some girl recommended it. It cost £60 for 2 shots, for all my American readers that like $100. It was expensive but honestly was the nicest shot I have ever had. Tasted like chocolate milkshake or some shit. Worth every penny.

The Lithuaninan HB7 was around. I danced with her. I never text her or called her after the date as she wouldn't kiss me on it so I wagered it would take a disproportionate amount of time to fuck her so cut of all contact with her. Anyways I madeout with her and bounced for more game.

I see a HB10 dancing. We lock eyes. She’s with some guy. After a bit of dancing near her and some long distance talking I try and get her to come outside. He b/f blows up and is all like ‘She’s with me’. Proper like aggressive and shit. He then pulls her to the side and shouts in her face for like 10mins. He could see she was tempted. He knew he couldn't compete with all of me. haha. I just said I didn't know they were together. I did. Remember guys ‘these girls aint loyal’. None of them. Give a fuck she is with someone else. Its dog eat dog. I have only ever had a few experiences like this where my game / attitude has lead to such situations. You would expect it to happen more.

Overall myself and Rida get pretty fucked up. The place was still pumping till the early morn. Didn’t close until 5am. I see one girl outside. She’s with 7 or so boys and one is her brother. I head in. He kept on giving me evils. I suppose I would be the same if someone moved to my sister. I number closed and bounced.

The Lithuanian text me the next day. I may do a group thing with Rida but my interest levels in her are low. But she is leaving soon and that means she may put out in an acceptable time frame. I may go on one date and gauge.

All in all, it was a sick night.

Takeaways:
- We must be rolling with girls. I want to bolster, or more importantly create a meaningful group of girl friends. This is necessary. This is a must.

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PostPosted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 12:50 pm 
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Wednesday 13th August

So Rida had been messaging the Lithuanians girls friend. (Check FR from Sat 9th August). Rida asked if I wanted to do a group thing. I was down. I know mine would definitely come to see me, this could help get Rida's out. I was doing him a favour. I have little interest in my Lithuanian. I told my Lithuanian who I shall name Rizzy, to invite one of her other hot friends. Who I was going to 'transition' to, ideally as Rizzy leaves london in a couple of weeks for good. Her friend is hot. Another word I learnt from VP (forum member) was the hairstyle 'pageboy'. She has one of those. She has a hipster edge and genuinely looks like a model. I'm not overly a fan of this hair style, but I'm a fan of hot girls. I genuinely prefer girls with longer hair just like:http://trendshaircut.com/wp-content/upl ... w97ixg.jpg

I link up with Rida in a pub in central, shortly Rizzy joins. We all talk and joke. Rizzy's friend, lets call her Ged arrives. She is prettier than I remember. Facially looked like a God damn model! FYI - This was the one Rida was messaging, her pageboy friend couldn't make it. Despite Ged's pretty face she was a bit on the heavy side. It legitimately though is the hottest girl I have ever seen Rida with. She was a HB6. If she lost weight she could honestly go as high as a soft HB9/hard HB8. We begin to head to another bar upon her arrival. As I stand I notice her height. "You're so tall" I joke. She was a midget. lol, not an actual midget, she was probably a few inches bigger than being defined legally as a 'little person'. It was cute. I have never in my life seen Rida tower above a girl. I'm not too sure how big Rida is. If a guy is under like 5ft 8, to me you just fit in the small bracket. Maybe Rida is like 5ft 5, but I'm not sure. He's definitely one of the smallest people I know.

We went to another bar, a bit more upmarket. I sit opposite Ged and Rida is opposite Rizzy. I think nothing of it. After about 20mins we move to another table and I am not opposite Rizzy with Ged next to me and Rida opposite Ged. We all joke and banter. One thing that was strange was when Ged spoke I couldn't hear her. :shock: . Seriously, so weird. I was next to her. It was like her voice traveled in a vacuum to its recipient. Honestly, the laws of physics were merely a suggestion for her.

Ged's business partner joined us. We all chilled. Drank some...well I didn't drink, but the others did. Rida picked up most of the tab. That's my dog. Danke. After a while we head home. I grab Ged's number so we can all hang out in the future. We hug goodbye and leave. The girls walk off and myself and Rida head the opposite direction. I turn to Rida and say "That was a good evening", with a pleasant smile plastered on my face. He responds "You're a cunt!". I'm shocked. In summary, removing the expletives, he said I was after Ged. He said he was never going to talk to me again. He was disgusted I sat next to Ged. He wondered how I could do 'that' to him. He wished me dead.

We go our separate ways. I had joked before the night that I was going to do a robbery on him. That I was going to have a threesome with them and he would watch. In reality I have been looking to bolster or begin the roster of girls I hang out with as friends. I used today as such an opportunity. I think Rida had thought tonight was more than that. I didn't. He honestly thought some type of orgy was going to go down. That was never happening. It was quite a civilized affair. I messaged Rida to tell him he's my homie and I'd never rob him. He apologised, kind off.

Takeaways:
- Rida is still seething though I can tell. He's been passive aggressive since then. This is probably the hottest girl Rida has ever been with and the way he acted showed that I think. He was scared of losing her, hence why he lashed out. People do crazy things when they don't have abundance. Remember that playa's.
- I need to begin the roster of girls I chill with as friends. I should always be rolling with girls. No questions asked. Need to start hustling in that avenue of life.

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