Hello there soon-to-be-friends,

DrMushi here. My story is a sad one, until I get to today. Over the last 10 years of sexual awakening and maturation, I've been completely single. I've had a few relationships that lasted about a week or so, but nothing past that. I've had sex enough times to not be a virgin, but I'm certainly not having the sex I want to have.

Over the last few years as an AFC, I'd get up just enough courage to take a look at this board, or read some cursory information on being a PUA. I used to tell myself all the classic excuses, like

"I bet it doesn't work, or if it does, I just can't do it,"

"That's only for guys with no life who want to get laid,"

"I'd never be able to be that smooth,"

etc. Well last night, after starting a few PUA books, I realized something--something I discovered in a bodybuilding book (also designed to pick up women):
In order to get what I desire, I have to visualize what I want, and KNOW that I can get it.

Somehow, it all clicked last night. I made a promise to myself, laying under my covers, that I would be fearless the following morning. I look good; I'm a handsome guy. I have nice hair, in fact, I have hair men AND women would kill to have. And finally, I'm sharper than most. I HAVE the ability to be a pick-up artist. I can do this.

And the most important part? I am okay with failing.

I decided I'd start off small today. My first day of the new year at my college (a big state school with TONS of beautiful, young women), I just made a goal to talk to people. That's it. Run openers, throw out negs, all of it, but with no fear of failure. I was going to begin my first step down the path of becoming, and not being afraid.

So when my class began, I started scoping out all of the talent. A few minutes later, an asian woman walked in wearing a white sundress and a perfect body. She had an air of a girl who knows what she's talking about, and probably got hit on plenty.

When class ended, I made my over and started chatting. We were having a good convo, but nothing special. I wasn't really running much game on her. I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed an AFC on her other side, not saying anything. Remembering what I'd read, and not wanting the AFC to block me in any way, I neutralized him by directly talking to him for a few seconds. I totally ignored her and chatted with him, and by the time we were done, she was about to part ways. I didn't try any kind of number close, both because I was already going to see her again later tonight, and I wasn't concerned with number closing at that juncture.

So I kept talking with the guy from my class (he's a decent fellow), and I noticed a petite blonde sitting alone, texting away. She was giving off a definite "I don't want to talk to anyone" vibe, but we made eye contact quickly. I was a tad nervous, so I decided to go grab a book at the bookstore.

A few minutes later I walked back, this time with a peacock stride and had a seat across from her, and just began talking. I opened with a variation on the "fight outside" opener, not my best work, but I still have much to learn. Anyway, I was pretty nervous, and felt my ground getting shaky. For some reason, I was going really fast through my material, just kinda floundering. But when she started playing around on her phone rather than listening, I kinda did a phase-shift into caveman, and was like, "I'm sorry, is there something really important on that iPhone?" Might have been a mistake, but she immediately apologized and said she was waiting on her friend. I knew there were some places I could have gone with it, but I wasn't putting on my A game and decided to wrap things up after showing off my new tattoos. She responded well, but again, I didn't do much with it. I wasn't pleased with my performance and excused myself, but I had done a solid opener, so I encouraged myself to keep at it.

Over the next few hours, I tried opening as many girls as I could, looking specifically for indicators of interest. It was getting fun--and easier by the minute.

Finally, my second class for the day had come. I was feeling uneasy, as it's incredibly hot outside and I was sweaty. Was I going to have any success today? My question was answered within minutes.

I made my way down the aisle of the auditorium, where I didn't see much talent. But a few rows from the front, I saw a cute-as-hell pixy sitting all by herself. She had some of the nicest strawberry blonde hair I've ever seen. I opened asking for a seat nearby, and knew from the start I had a live one. I took the seat as an IOI. We started talking, I negged her lightly (I figured she was young, and she confirmed it seconds later). I have a habit of talking too much, so I made a point to talk in chunks--as in, get the message out as eloquently as possible, then shut up and lean back like I just wrote the Gospel.

The game was working really well, and I noticed a few seconds later she was playing with her hair. 2nd IOI. We made a little more small-talk, and once class got underway, I passed her a note that said

"You have the most unique hair color I've ever seen. What is it called?"

After she told me strawberry blonde (with a smiley face--3rd IOI), I responded

"Did you get it from your mother or a bottle? j/k"

Things were going great, and once class ended I suggested we go grab our books together. A few seconds later, an old High School friend of mine joined me (turns out we'd picked the same class inadvertently). I introduced him the girl, and continued to play the role of "experienced, sharp college student". To keep from seeming obvious, once he approached, I stopped my conversation with her and entirely spoke to him. She started interrupting to ask questions--perfect! I made a mental note that if that happens again I should neg her.

Oddly enough, I ran into another one of my friends and introduced her. I'm not certain the proper name for this, but it felt like I'd just skipped the dating phase and started treating her like my GF, kinda. In any event, I took another page out of the book when we were all finished and asked,

"So how do you want to continue this conversation? I'll leave it up to you (Even though I was putting myself out there, I still wanted it to sound like I was giving her permission)"

She responded,

"Well, I could give you my number and you could give me yours?"

I teased her a little and we exchanged numbers. When we finished, she hugged me.

4 IOIs and a number close! All in the first day of trying! Talk about beginner's luck.

If anyone has pointers for me or other advice on College Sarging, I'd appreciate it.

Thanks as always,
Dr Mushi