04/11/14

I was greeted at Kensington station by blistering cold and some new faces from the community. My erect nipples were clearly displease with the lone layer equipt across my torso. No matter how stylish a fitted shirt fitted shirt the fact remains "the winter is coming".

We head out to Kensington rooftop gardens and I'm given the tour by the members out of our crew. My low expectations were transcended and forgotten as I was shown a labyrinth of quiet and beautiful outside areas, a chef cooking good food outside and a plethora of well dressed beauties whom (surprisingly given the venue) weren't stuck up.

Now I'm a hard to please but I was sold at being able pour my own water. Not having to que for years on the verge of dehydration is cause for celebration. Photos of elation were taken despite the sparking water being a surefire way for me to frequent the loo.

We quickly lose half of the squad and it just two of us. We hit the dancefloor and the seemingly empty area we occupy slowly but surely has women pulled into our vicinity. The signs and pheromones are thrown at us but to act upon but I merely use the dancefloor to unwind and get in the zone.

I've had crazy ups and downs on the dancefloor but I tend not to go that route anymore due to the inconsistency. Rsd instructors however advocate taking what you're good at and putting that on crack; physical and dancing certainly are strengths so maybe its worth reinvesting the effort to learn to harness it fully or rather consistently.

Were pumped up and we head outside to contact the others. Under the warmth of the outside heaters I usher my wing over. He approaches two women who are seated to our left and I from my already awkward position shuffle across to join from the bushes. I make light by fully hiding behind the plant which will later be the willing participant to acts of felatio and a clasic break up...

"shhhhhhh its OK"

Before this though my wing holds the set and puts in the necessary social lubricant I desperately lack in the first few minutes of any interaction. Soon I'm flowing and leading the conversation and I'm surprised I reached a motor mouth in my first interaction of the night, but unfortunately it will be the last time that night.

Stranded from her herd a Lone gazel soon falls victim to my wing and I'm in charge of the two set. We kid about my age and all of my flaws, I engage the plant in the previously mentioned actions and I'm accused of being on something to which apparently I answered " yeah, the meditation ". I steal one of their seats and they swiftly leave post telling me she's engaged. My fault for not scanning and choosing one of the two to focus on earlier. Oh well...

Now I'm seated in state and across the way at the next heated checkpoint is a group of women. Perfect!!! There was no logical choice, internal dialogue or rationalisation for doing the opposite, yet I did. Instead I interrupted my wing (something i've never done before) in an attempt to briefly acquire the location of the others, it didn't take 20 seconds for her to leave... Ooops my bad dawg.

We review for a few minutes and proceed. I open a few on and off the floor at the guidance of my wing but nothing clicks. Back on the dancefloor and the DJ is still putting in work. I cut some shapes and all of a sudden i'm being bitch slapped by a tall blond whose moved into my personal space (gheez whatever could this mean....).

I decide to open on the floor for once but I'm so unadjusted to dancefloor opening now that when I take her hand its meet not with a pull away or compliance but rather her friend pulling her away. I simply wasn't certain enough, she wanted too and this is why she didn't pull away herself but i wasn't certain enough to pull her in. Her body language was screaming "PLEASE LET THIS BE A COOL GUY" to which i basically replied "uuuum... is this how you do this?"

Not much else to report from the rest of the night other than food and a pilgrimage home that would make Jesus envious.


In review:
Start opening on the dancefloor
Open more in general

Make your reports more concise and easier to read. What the fuck is with the bush and fellatio? We need to be able to understand what you're saying. Also, we use AFC in the community instead of chode. I didn't know what a chode was until I started RSD, so I'll be able to help you out a bit.

So what have you watched, Blueprint? I watched the first day and it helped me a bit. The key isn't to act cool, it's to be cool, and it worked! I just walked up to a 2 set in the mess hall, was my self but acted like I was hot shit. She asked me for my name (which was a first) and then asked me for my dorm room number so she could stop by sometime, so RSD is field tested and works (and I only watched the first day, lol. the first 2 days of blueprint are just building blocks. It's not until day 3 that it starts clicking).

Post the PUA material that you've read/watched/attended so that we know your style. Learn the PUA lingo, go through the forum rules and posts for newbies.

Have you done the newbie mission yet? Approach every HB you see and just say hi. Start with the basics and work on day game, you'll probably be more comfortable and girls have their ASD down. You definately need to work on every aspect of your game, opening, midgame, escalation, and closing. You may want to learn mystery (not to use, just to get a good idea of the basics) then move on to Stealth by gambler. Then go through RSD. You want some sort of background. Mystery's stuff, although I don't like it because it's canned and very little works for me, gives a great background on the steps that it takes from open to F-close. Stealth is just great for clubs, and RSD works anywhere. RSD + Stealth = badass.

Also, read my common mistakes that newbies can easily aviod: afc-mistakes-that-can-easily-be-avoided-vt184307.html

Good luck! Remember that this journey is rewarding and fun. Don't loose sight of that!

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Previously Rugby7

My PUA Journey (2014): http://bit.ly/1yYjtSV
MY PUA Journey (2015): the-342-journal-vol-2-rugby7-vt187356.html
My Workout (Read this): http://bit.ly/1zIQncY

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11/10/14 The hardcase is the teacher

Another Saturday comes around but the glorious collection of puas I've number closed over the past few months are all locked away safely in my deceased phone.... Saturday sarge it is then. Without a phone I can only expect to stay with a wing for an hour at best.

As i'm about to leave and then I happen to remember a newbie whom i've been in contact with on facebook. We set a time and place and I'm mentally prepared to be out alone anyway.

A buss and three underground changes later I am finally delivered from my hick town to the venue door; just in time to get in for free. Tfl might not approve the area of my residence but at least the Gods of Pickup granted me a single night bus back. With one stress down and £10 saved I now lie in wait.

I try to make small talk with a few guys in the smoking area but it seems I would require a vagina to catch their attention. No matter as the newbie of the night arrives; he's much taller than I thought coming in at a Julien to my Tyler ratio. We put away coats procrastinate for a bit before I realise I have no idea what I'm doing. Should I just send him in? should I demonstrate first? god knows how this works... I want to become advanced and maybe instruct but I have to admit I only really excellent in analysis and theory. Actually demonstrating and motivating newbies is a completely different task in itself.

I tell him to steal some girls (silly plastic vip) hat but he relents and says he'd like to see me do it. Ok no problem, I head over and as I've done many a time before attempt the theft under the cover of darkness and crappy techno. She either won't be bothered and let me have it in which case I get a new prop (win) or she will grab it back and Ill run the a line into a regular conversation (win).

This time I'm not crafty enough to secure the hat.

Me: "didn't your mother teach you how to share?"

Normal conversation ensues and I think I hear her say some dude is her bf, I make the mistake of trying to confirm because I didn't want to get chinned for I hitting on some girl in full view her bf. After some confusion it turns out her bf is "at home". The bf objection comes up once or twice in our short interaction to which I reply "I don't want to be your bore friend".

I leave and return to my wing who informs me she stared looked over at me leaving. I'm sure there was no bf but that doesn't matter matter. What matters is that i made the set harder than it had to be by flat out asking instead of exercising one of the following options: closed the distance and physically escalated or better yet danced then escalated.

After a few rejected attempts to get him to open, he admits to being a HC or "hard case newbie" as Tyler puts it. I simply relate to him my struggle and how long its taken me, assure him to take action and regret trying to push him into some of the higher pressure opens like hat theft auto. Now though I realise I lacked the finesse to help him and I only pushed him further into anxiety.

In an attempt to spur him on I tell him one of my theory's about getting over AA. Its something I'm trying to develop in myself because I simply do not open enough of my own accord. Not even halfway through my sentence, I see a beautiful Asian girl. Just my type and usually the type of girl I would approach only when warmed up, if at all. I'm halfway through my theory of opening and it must have worked because despite trying to continue explanation it was too late, the urge to open has taken ahold of me.

I storm over take her hand

Me:"dance"

Her:"Umm no?"

I sense her uncertainty and before the words finish leaving her mouth I know that just means I need to be more certain and lead. And so I turned and headed for the dancefloor spewing "dance" "now" yes" or something of the sort. I suppose all the theory and practice is ingraining into me something after all. Really am surprised at the speed at which I recognised her uncertainty and its source (Me. Law of state transference) and the way I automatically spewed "pull talk" never having had consciously tried it before.

We dance but were interrupted by a friend. I failed to preemptively intervene or engage the friend in any way but I get lucky and shes friendly. She's lost her phone or something and we return to the booth where her friends and possessions are after she asks me to come with her. She thanks me for the dance and I leave to find HN (hard case newbie). There was ample opportunity to talk at the booth then at least number close but instead I just left thinking I may just come across her latter (I didn't).

Back to HN and I manage to spit out my fear theory. I believe that you can defeat a fear of approaching with a vastly greater fear or regret. The gist of the theory is that every set you don't to approach can be used to build an emotional Leverage against inaction.

This theory happened to work wonderfully in the moment and pretty well in the past although I didn't implement it more that night or consistently since its conception.

There were a few other short interactions and a whole podium dancefloor open that reminded me of the dance scene from pulp fiction. Soon though HN had enough and as soon as he left I dissolved into dancing too much, hunger and boredom.

The crucial observations from that night is I had no structure to my night as soon as he left and my authority over my self is too weak. When I was demonstrating I opened without questioning myself.

How does one develop authority over himself?



Lessons learnt:

Structure my night better

Relate to the newbies struggle more

Stay in set longer. At the time i thought i could always come back later. In review it seems like I was just quitting at the first hurdle really. Sometimes it just takes time or to isolate her.

Collect numbers and call them in at the end of the night (if I had a phone).

18/10/14 Same crew, Same Cloths

Kensington rooftop gardens for the second d night in a row and the crew every member of the crew is wearing the same cloths. Groundhog day much...

One of my wings opened a set and I followed up to engage the friend. He took her away within seconds and I attempted to take the friend in the opposite direction. I overcomplicated it, she was already isolated and she would have probably stayed there had I not moved her. Instead she insists on heading towards her friend now that were moving.

Were at the bar talking one on one to our respective girls, so far so good. Then my wing turns to my set and asks if were getting something to drink. I think to myself, just focus on your set dude... My girl orders her drink and her friend is looking at me as if i should pay. No pressure, I just smile and ignore her. Sure enough a few minutes later the friend wants to leave and they do.

Then I open a two set who was seated beside the empty dancefloor. I had no opener so I came in with an awkward slow sit behind one of them while pulling an awkward face. One laughed and the other was oblivious. At least one was friendly so I say hi meet both of them. Then a drunk girl came stumbling past.

I thought she was a friend of theirs so I got up and tightened her necklace like a dog collar and walked her away. Then I spilt her wine on her dress by accident and her attitude shriveled up like a pugs face. I aborted set because she was way too pissed to escalate on anyway.

I walked around and shortly received neutral but prolonged eye contact from one seated girl. I strolled past but I knew the right course of action was to open. I stopped turned and turned and opened with "are you giving me the evil eye?" She simply says no; we talk and I've got their attention. At some point my wing shows up. He engages the one seated on the right and I chat up the one on the left. We sit either side and continue.

HB: "What's the difference between tonight and yesterday then" (referring to my attending the same venue two nights in a row)

Me:"Less cock"

Sometime after the topic gets to where everyone's from as I try to determine logistics.

Me:"I'm from london "

HB:"Where in London"

Me:"Down south" *gesturing to crotch*

I find out my target is engaged so I tell her to marry him, divorce him and become my sugar sister. She laughs while she recites and to all the obnoxious and crude things I've said.

HB: "You're awful"
HB: "Don't get a girlfriend, you'd be so bad"

People especially girls will verbally try to stop you saying certain things but they will never mean it. Its just an automatic response but you'll see the truth on their faces, glorious shock and smiles all around.

Me:"I'm actually an introvert, i just meditate to be like this"

Not once have I told a girl this and have her not crack up. I tell her about Eckhart tolle then she tells me about her experience with yoga. Apparently its a great place to go if you want to be surrounded by 40 year old women queefing non stop. After a failed attempt at getting her to be my wing girl shes now dared me to open a girl with queef related questions...

Then I see a few HBs walking by and I decided to take her up on her challenge. I walk up from behind, place my hand on her shoulder and gently turn her towards me. This is a trick i learnt from my previous wing. Basically your friends touch and get your attention in a certain way, it never fails.

Anyway she stops, turns and looks at me. "one second, one second, quick question" shes engaged, at least for the moment. "that girl over there" (pointing to the previous set) "she wanted to know if you queef often". English isn't her first language so I explain again using gestures.

As we talk her friends sit down behind her. After a few minutes I smooth over her confusion and were reaching a neutral point. Its not quite man to woman yet and so in swings mr.opportunist, introducing himself to us both while defusing the awkwardness of the interruption with "i'm just being social..." "how do you know eachother" ect.

Fuck dealing with amogs and interruptions. I've been going gym much longer than I've been trying to improve my conversation. I simply tell him to hold that thought, picked her up and jogged off at full pace. As i'm about to stop I hear him shout something so i double the distance to be sure.

As I put her down I notice a raised corner between some fenced off item and a wall. Potentially great isolation spot. I lift her once again but my grip was too high. I miss the edge by centimeters, she tumbles back and drags me over with her. As we untangle and get up i'm greeted with a displeased and confused bouncer. It looks like i'm in trouble and she starts to head to her friends.

"dont walk away" the bouncer re-hooks the set #Winning.

She says everythings fine and shes pretty cheery considering. Her response is probably the only reason I wasn't kicked out of the club jazzy jeff style. The bouncer is satisfied and I inspect her for scrapes and cuts earnestly.

A few things often when I lift a girl:

1. Attraction is amplified. Anime eyes straight after.
2.she will say something to the effect of: "I'm so heavy". Girls are so insecure lol.

Shes fine and she thanks me for lifting her up but I'm greeted with anime eyes this time.

Me: "Why are you thanking me for. I just wanted to get away from that guy haha"

Her: "no well my boyfriend would never do something like this for me."

She asks me if i go gym, which one and where. She asks where I live even, not all at once but I should have definitely realised she was considering cheating just through the way she then held the conversation and was determining my logistics. I knew they were iois but I didn't look into it much more that that. She also mentioned her bf doesn't express himself physically and I avoid beating shunning the boyfriend. I figure that there's no need and she would and already has rationalised it herself.

I try to project a future hang out "we should hang out whats your number" ect but she says her bf was a jealous type and she didn't want to keep secrets. We parted ways and i soon realised i should have gotten her to introduce me to her friends.

This set alone I can learn from the mistakes I made towards the end. Firstly I did not fully determined her logistics. Secondly my number close was a build up at the end rather than a logical continuation of something I mentioned earlier. I should have planted the idea of hang out earlier and had it be a part of the conversation as a whole rather than something that I bring up out of the blue. Third I got abit lazy after I got the anime eyes and she started investing in the conversation more. Most importantly, she may or may not have been considering it but at the very least i could have meet her friends.

She was often heading towards them but she hung to my words as soon as i spoke. I should have understood that although that although temporarily captivated by attraction there was always an underlying worry about losing her friends. She was obviously attracted but i think i just needed more time and comfort. A few statements of empathy and leading her to her friends to meet them could have gone a long way.

Anyway I moved on and my sharp dancefloor skills had decayed in my tiredness. Dancefloor opens proved futile throughout the night but I wasn't bothered.

The last set I open was giving me iois on the dance floor all night. Just as I get her hand the club lights turn on. Its going good, huge anime eyes but she wants to stay with her friends. Could have easily be avoided if I preemptively lead.

End

The crowd at rooftop gardens seems friendlier but pretty much every set i open tells me shes engaged or has a boyfriend. PI is easier if you get over the initial hurdle. Its not better or worse just different.


Lessons learnt:
Lead and take preemptive action
Plant the seed
Work social dynamics more, meet the friends.


Next weekends focus in two words:
Persistence and leadership

Abit late but i just noticed i didn't do a proper introduction. I'm Daniel, a 21 year old black Brit with a thing for asians (hence the username). I think its because I watched a lot of anime through my sexless teens. Anyway I'm based in London and I've been approaching and putting all this game malachy into practice for about 4 months now.

I'm a naturally quiet guy so my verbals take a back seat to physical game. Recently I've made an effort to improve my verbals and crush my fear of being boring. Now i realise it really doesn't matter what you say its how you say it and more importantly how you lead physically.

In Mastery by Robert Greene talks about how mastering any skill is not linear. You experience peaks followed by plateaus. After peaking at a bare minimum of a make out a night, my platou these days is getting attraction in nearly every set without any tangible "results" (like makeouts, numbers, dates ect). The quality of my "problems" is significantly better than it was just a year ago and I'm loving the process.

Work wise I have a 0 hour contract so ive got tons of time. I was unhappy with the pace of my progress so ive decided to go out every non working day/night. I've been out 4-5 times in the last 6 days and I intend to keep up this pace.