Alright. You know the drill. 30 days, 10 walk-ups per day.. Mostly, if not all are going to be direct. Hey you're cute/fun/breathing-whatever. My aa is somewhat high, so it's time to nut up, be vulnerable, smile and push thru these self imposed walls.

Time to ROCK SHIT.

Real talk man!

I am kind of in the same situation, and you are sooo right. Its all about approaching, you can read material, but I have notced practice is what makes perfect!

Well, I dont aim for perfection btw, but for consistency.
Good luk on the journey and keep us posted on your adventures!

Day 1

Did not sleep, could not sleep. wanted to sleep. but could not sleep. sleep. sleep.
Solider on, ate, showered, shaved and plucked brows (no homo). It's 10:00 am, i hadn't left my house this early since traffic court. Solider on.

Drove, Drove far. A 40 min drive in la traffic to a community college. It's a magical place where no one knows me and I know no one. The faces remain vaguely familiar yet distant. THE land of Armenians, Armos, bro's, where I share a common trait; Hairy as FUCK!

Parked. Popped the trunk. Poured cheap Whiskey into mcdonalds cup. Drink
repeat
repeat
Paranoia sets in, what I'm doing is extremely illegal right now.
buzz
buzz.
Fuck bob dylan could write a song.
buzzed.

On campus walking, walking, walking.
It's a fucking ghost town and im strolling alone.
pathetic. yet I remain irreverent.

No one is anywhere and Im nowhere. Ask some girl were the music lab was, I stumble to a slightly a jarred door where therein lies a baby grad. Im wet. I attempt to play a Scott Joplin rag. Poorly. A teacher hears me slamming keys. I strike up a conversation. Before I know it im performing a piece in front of the dean to place me in a class of a school I dont go to .All the while Im pretty fucking drunk. It was surreal.

So walking 'smore. See a girl. Go

+BOY:::Hey, dont take this the wrong way... (Shit eaters grin) you look like a smoker do you have a light?
+GIRL::: Yes
+BOY::: Small talk blah blah
+GIRL::: BLAH BLAH BLAH BYE

Similar approach, scored a free cig, banter and hug. Bye
(Opener now retired, unless I feel like scoring a free cig or need a light)

Now Im sitting on the steps smoking a free cig (best type of cig btw)

+BOY::: Hey........ You're freinds with my cousin? Right
+GIRL::: Who's that ?
+BOY::: blah
+GIRL::: BLAH....No
+BOY::: (busting on her answer)
+GIRL::: RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE
+BOY::: Rabble
Flood gates open. She's open. Small talk turns to what were passionate about, what she's doing what im doing. IS she attracted? I dont know, I honestly feel if there talking then there down to fuck. BUT she seems more like a social butterfly. Either way I get her number and enjoyed her company. We hug enthusiastically.
(during i convo I said I had a girlfriend, pussy move, cock blocked myself perhaps, we'll see)

See a cutie armo. Go

+BOY::: hEY.....
+GIRL::: hello
+BOY::: I got a friend and and I want to tell her something in armo, Do u speak it?
+GIRL::: Yea
+BOY:: How do you say you're fucking sexy
+GIRL ::: RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE
+boy::: wtf.. I just tell you. I think you're cute
+GIrl::: oh thank you
+BOY ::: rabble rabble rabble
convo dies.

(Dont go soft then direct. And dont follow her path, stop walking and look the bitch in the eye.)

Another approach using the translate this, only I used some convoluted story that didn't make me look good. She gets on phone while Im talking to her. Hopefully she's gettin some bad news among the lines of cancer and or death of loved one.

Made a couple other approaches that I dont recall. Im really sleep.

7 "approaches"
1 number
1 $80 ticket FUCK THE POLICE

Day *2

Alright this all took place yesterday lets see what i can regurgitate.

hb8 walking ahead of me carrying a brisk ice tea

Me: Hey! Do you have whiskey in that? pretty sneaky
hb8: lol no
me: more bullshit banter about the drink, clinging on to the thread..
Me: Well you looked familiar whats ur name?
HB8: some spanish name
me: introduces self
hb8: ok hi
me: so what are you doing here?
hb8: blah
set is pretty much blown after that

So where did I fuck up?
1. I started the conversation while walking, stopping once then followed her as she went to class. Weak shit. I need to walk up, plant my feet and maintain strong eye contact.
2. The opener was fine, I just stayed on it to long.
3. I need to do some 'attraction material'.

HB7 sitting down on a circular tabe in the sun.

Me: Hey you look familiar
hb7: o rly?
me: i duno ur cute anyway whats your name
hb7: blah
me: so blah whats up
hb7: photography class
me: (relates a funny story)
hb7: blah blah lol
me: so....
me: (random bullshit that comes to mind. not bad stuff but aint growing attraction.)
hb7: ok i got to go to class bye.

So where did I fuck up?
1. I did not like the opener. It just confuses the poor girl. Doesn't do me any good.
2. the banter was alright it's hard to remember. I kind of felt like I was trying to hard, dancing monkey type guy.
3. loosing contact with my intention.

I did about 4 or 5 other approaches. cant recall shit.

OK, What to do moving forward.
1. my intentions are pure, stay true to them.
2. when I open a walking target fucking stop them and plant my feet.
3. Strong eye contact and smile more
4. Im going for 'rapport' without any/enough attraction.
5. going direct tomorrow, also got a story to tack on.
6. gonna type small notes into my cellphone so I recall them better.