Hello...

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm a 23 year old male from Oslo, Norway. And last night I finally realized it was time to do something about my life. I am what you can classically label as a complete AFC. Sure, I've had ladies in my life before, but it is seems like it is totally random what I end up with, and in 6/7 cases, totally not what I wanted waking up the next day. Now I'm not repulsive, and I can articulate myself to a degree I find at least adequate even when talking to girls, but I am in no way any sort of Casanova or with any natural talents. When I pick up a girl it is usually totally random, and most of the time not even the intent.

Now I recently purchased Neil Strauss book "The Game"[I'm sure you are all familiar with that book:P], and started reading it. Thursday night, almost halfway, a buddy of mine called and wondered if I was up for a all guy trip to his cabin for a drinking bonanza. And I'm not the one to say no to an offer like that. So I packed a backpack with some clothes and we drove down to the coast. In the drunken haze and the warmth of the jacuzzi we came up with the idea for a cash price for to the guy that managed to make out with the UGLIEST [that's right....ugliest] girl we could find out on the town the next day, with a little over 200$ in the pot to the winner. Probably a cruel contest, but hey, girls are at least as cruel toward guys in my personal experience.

The very next day, on some shopping for more booze and fresh socks [we had all been wanting fresh new socks for some weird reason all last night], we came over the hilarious and snobby shirts, and we decided to throw a little more challenge into the contest by dressing up as a bunch of complete snobs. Myself, I wore a dark blue shirt, with thick lime green stripes and a white silk scarf around my neck. At the time I had the peacock theory in the back of my head. The others looked equally silly. So, dressed up in pastel colors, silk scarfs and linen pants we set out to the town. Naturally we got a LOT of attention. Guys gave us the evil eye, and girls totally laughed at our outfit, but we never broke our "charade", trying to stay as serious as possible. We entered a hip club thing with pricey drinks with music I could not stand pumping out of the speakers. However I was determined not to loose this contest. The "game" was on....

Not more than maby 15-20 minutes after we had arrived, one of the boys had already managed to snatch a foul looking thing and was being smothered by her in a dark corner of the club. I spotted an even nastier girl standing with her somewhat good looking friend dancing their drunken dance of retardation to 50's "find-me-in-some-club-crap-song" [did I mention I can't stand that kind of music?]. Slowly moving in and with some dance moves that probably looked like I was a 90 year old epileptic dwarf with a seizure of some kind, I got close to the two and started paying a bit attention to the “somewhat good looking” one totally ignoring the repulsive one. After maby not more than 5 minutes when I had the “somewhat good looking” one's complete attention, I switched around and started just staring into the eyes of the chubby beast. Closer we danced until I managed to kiss the thing. Making out with the beast was probably one of the most repulsive things I have done in my life, but my honor was at stake here. I ditched her after a confirmed kill and headed for the bar. However, after a couple of premature victory beers, I was suddenly not the winner anymore. One of the other guys we where with that night had snatched up a clear winner after maby an hour of painstaking work flattering and completing a lady with really nothing worth completing. With no more ladies that would one could win with, I gave up the quest, quietly hating myself. Not only had I lost a considerable amount of honor, but I had managed to fool around with a repulsive thing in the process. But I also realized that I had sort of overcome a little phobia I had. Approaching women. So all in all, this was not really a wasted night after all, even considering the losses we had suffered.

When I got home close to midnight on Sunday I picked up Niel's book once more and read the remaining four hundred pages in one fell swoop. And I decided for myself to start a new and more fun life. A life where I got the girls I wanted instead on just getting the ones that just happened to fall in my lap. And that is why I'm here. Time to read on “tactics” and get to work on transforming from a classical AFC to a talented PUA...

Sincerely

Prnkstr