Hi,

I guess it's time to start my own journal for two reasons:
1.: I've been doing this for over a month now and I need to track my progress;
2.: Maybe some other guy can learn anything from my mistakes ... a.... field reports.

Location: St. Laurent
Crew: Me + 2 other AFCs.

The night started pretty chill, it was my roommate's b-day, his girl dropped in from Toronto ... lots of food, lots of drinks ... lots of people in my house. At some point I get bored, I get a call from some friends asking me if I want to join for a shisha on St. Laurent so I do.

a. Warmup: I actually learned this yesterday night from Valentyn and Froggy. Do at least 10 approaches on the street before you head in to any venue. It seemed nuts at first, but as I was walking to my friend's place I started doing it. Most of my AA was gone after the first 5.

b. After smoking some shisha, my friends wanted some pizza. Since I can't really talk to them about any of this stuff I join in, but I open a set as soon as I walk in. They looked weird at me ... I completely puzzle this chick and walk away. She kept giving me STRONG IOIs in the venue, I decided to let if go for the moment.

c. On the way to my favorite bar, some drunktard stops us asking for a light. I don't have one, so I open the first set I see, I get one ... I get it to him and I join the set back. My opener for the night was "foreign exchange student, only here for the semester" because of my accent. I get a nc, two hugs and a promise that I'll be "shown around" Montreal this week.

d. My favorite bar on St. Laurent. My friends immediately go upstair, I open a set downstairs. Afro chick + her friends, business class, blackberries all that stuff. Long story short, by the end of the night they end up asking me for my number and how long am I gonna be here.

e. Pool upstairs: I opened 4 sets, one of them called me out!!! I did my jesus opener, befriended the AMOG ... started cheering people left and right and talking to some chick on my left while negging my target. At some point my target looks at me and she's like: "About the thing you said by Jesus before ... does he have any game?" and kept smiling at me. My answer was: "Any what? I'm really ... I'm a foreign exchange student ... bad language skills ... bla bla" ... stormed out 20 seconds after.

f. Pool part 2: 2-set right behind me, perfect setup. Gamed one of them really good for 15 minutes ... they were from Toronto, only here for the weekend. When I heard that I started to escalate to see where I can get ... I almost KC ... but then some other 2 guys join in. The chick was so bummed that I left the table that she asked my for my # and my FB handle so we could "hang out" if I ever visit Toronto.

e. Bus stop: after the pool game I was pretty happy with the way the night went, so me and my friends headed out. At this point they have no idea what got into my and how did I get to outgoing all of a sudden ... they're speechless. I open a 3 set in the bus stop, completely focus in the guy in the set as I point out a russian chick to the AFC and whisper to him: "if you don't get her number by the time you get to your stop, I'll slap you tomorrow". I really hope he got through to her.


All in all, amazing night, besides the sets I opened for practice I also befriended a lot of couples and guys which was cool as shit. At this point it's almost hard to get out in the street or a bar and NOT approach. I really wish I'd know more people around the city who are into this.

Anyways, I'll go dark until next friday as I have a lot of work to do. In the meantime I'll try to build enough confort with an indian chick I picked up on Thu and some other chick I picked up last night so I can get a lay. I'll keep you up to date.

@Valentyn thanks for the advice. I know I drink I lot and I probably freaked you guys up last night (I really do drink a lot .... 6 scotches and 5 shots and I was still approaching), but I toned it down. One scotch, one shot and 1 beer tonight and that was it. I can definitely game better sober.

Until next week,
Seven

Hey guys it's Seven again.

I had quite a chill week now, I don't know how many of you know, but I'm struggling with obtaining a graduate degree so I am pretty busy most of the time.
After the last weekend with Valentyn and Froggy I got really amped up, but I had to turn it down a notch to focus on my stuff. Until tonight. I cracked out. After one week of not approaching any chick I felt like I was about to blow up.

The night started like any other, after a decent couple of hours of work I went to a bar/restaurant with two of my friends to vent out. One of them quit cigarettes for two weeks now and he's acting like a total dick, he's seconds away from flipping the table and punching someone and that someone was me for picking up on him. After I slowly told him I'm going to smash a pint in his fucking face (I'm a short guy, but ... don't get me angry) I start to get an adrenaline rush and just went out and approached. The waitress. Which was with her boyfriend. And still dropped me her number. My friends are like ... WTF!!

I get out, ditch the dickwad and his pal and start approaching, but one of my friends is still there watching. I never before approached on the street (kudos again Valentyn, you should start charging for this shit at some point), but I'm doing it anyways just to prove a point. My friend, the shyest guy ever, actually knows about the whole PUA thing, but never seen one in action, so there you go, I just found myself the wing I was waiting for.

We keep wondering on the street, throwing my friend into random groups just to get him rid of his AA and he's happy about it. I won't go into detail, but at this points we've hit close to 20 sets on the street ... in second cup ... in brutopia ... I'm a fucking approaching machine and he's following.

Highlights of the night:
* I stopped an asian chick with two huge bags (groceries) in here hands around the McGill campus. Five minutes in, she acknowledges that she has a boyfriend but I still built so much effing attraction that I get a phone number AND an email address. My friend is befuddled.
* St. Laurent: 3am in the morning, approaching sets left and right, I can't even remember how many hugs and french goodbyes I got, at some point I stop two more asians (I really like asians). They don't speak a lof of english, but they're so easy to game! I try to get one chick's number, she doesn't have a #mtl number (for real) but she desperately kept searching for her profile on FB on my phone. At some points I'm like "fuck it, these are flakes, I'm heading out" and one of them clings to me ... at which point I go AFC Adam on her and GOT MY FIRST KISS CLOSE EVER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING STREET. Which is amazing since I've only been doing this for 6 weeks and more amazing because my AFC friend is watching wondering WTF!??!! Anyways, I get a FB, email, hotmail ... whatever the just was willing to insert her panties email address if they had any and leave.

This guy is actually pretty chill. After seeing me doing so much shit in the streets (which I never tried before) he decides to commit as my wing and tells me he actually knows some PUAs in the community in Quebec City. So guess what ... he picks up his phone, calls some friends (he sucks with chicks, really good with AMOGs though) and next weekend both of us are crashing in a official "lair" in Quebec City if you can believe this shit.

Anyways, incredible night. Offtopic: tomorrow evening I'm taking out Julie, some chick I picked up on the street. If I can FK, this will be legendary. In any case, can't wait to bring you a field report from QC next weekend.

Cheers,
Seven.Mtl

keep up the good work.
Enjoy yourself is the key, if you ask, univers will provide you.

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As promised, here's my field report from Quebec City. I STILL can't fucking believe what happened, even while I'm writing this.

As I was telling you, me and PL (my new wing that I met last week) decided to go to Quebec City on Friday to meet two other guys that have been in the game for quite a while now and could teach us more stuff.

We start driving and we keep talking about techniques and shit all the way there. The guys are amazing. They've been doing it from 3-4 years now and they've internalized it so much it doesn't even make sense. One of them is so good he basically decides when he wants to have sex and just has it. He always keeps a pool of 15-20 chicks he's constantly gaming ... takes out his phone and calls one.

After a bit of sightseeing, taking pictures ... me milking as much information out of the guys as I can, we go to this place called Boudoir (me, PL, these two guys and a smoking hot wingwoman ... yes ... he has a wingwoman).

I walk in and lose the guys in the crowd in 30 seconds ... and I start approaching by myself. Take into account that I don't speak any french. I have so much confidence because I'm with these guys that everyone knows that I just exude it.

Note: Me and PL are getting out again tonight so I don't have time to ramble too much, but I might edit this later on and add more stuff. Here's the gist of what's happening:

Minute 5: First number close. I go back to my friends, they low five me.

Minute 25: Another number close, at this point I already gave so much love to the room, all the chicks are eyeballing me.

Minute 60: I literally have chicks tailing me in the club. The guys give me mad props.

Later on: One chick who's there with here boyfriends is hitting on me. I convince her to buy me a scotch if she wants me to hang around some more. I stop another one that's passing next to me ... I am gaming two chicks at a time. 5 minutes after, I start making out with here. Let me recap, as this is retarded. I swear to fucking God, I don't have any reasons to lie: I am making out with a blonde, two heads taller than me, while another chick who's there with her boyfriend is watching it ... and pays for my fucking scotch!!!!

Even later on: two more chicks leave the bar and feel compelled to drop by and make sure I get their numbers. I make out for about 30 seconds with one of them before the leaves. And then with another chick. At this point even guys in the club are tailing me and want to hang out with me. I go out for a cigarette ... start gaming a 4 set ... 5 minutes in one of them WANTS TO TAKE ME TO THE WASHROOM AND FUCK ME.
I don't have any condoms on me + STDs are a serious issue ) and since my mindset is that I'm here just for practice I turn it down with "Honey, I'm not that easy. You'll gonna have to try harder with me". She is bummed, but her friend's jaws drop.
My value just skyrocketed, they look at me like I'm a god since I have the balls to turn down a hot blonde.

Highlight of the night: My friends from QC give me sort of a challenge: "See the hot blonde dancing next to the DJ in that group over there? Try opening her". I'm like ... sure, why not. So I walk in, everyone's watching ... and I open with a neg, since she's a HB. Body rocking ... all textbook game. I get to the social hook point, I start doing the whole "your nose wiggles when you dance ..." and touch her nose ... play with her a bit and do kino, get introduced to her other friends and HUGE AMOGS. I tell her I have to leave and don't ask for any number since I don't think I'm that far away though. I get back to my friends and their jaws are down ... and I look around the club and everyone's jaws are down. I'm like ... WTF??
One of them tells me ... "Dude, do you watch TV?" "No, not really why?" "She's Noemie, from Occupation Double, she's a fucking superstar in Quebec, you deserve a fucking badge for the balls you had".

All in all, I got back home at 4am with the following results:
- 7 number closes !!
- 3 kiss closes ... as in ... making out.
- got offered sex by a HB, turned it down ))
- I opened and played with Noemie's nose.

Now, I'm from Europe so I have no clue who exactly she is ... but I googled a bit and Jesus Christ ... that's her:

http://www.ioffer.com/i/occupation-doub ... -146319987

As I said ... I still can't fucking believe last night happened, it was the best night EVER. In any case, I'm out in the field again.

Cheers,
Seven.Mtl

Nice report pal, sounds like you had a good night. You say you've been doing it a month or so, is that out and about sarging or since you got into pua completely?

When gaming in clubs, are you quite direct?

@worldy Yes, around the second week of January I realized I have no clue what to say to a woman so I started googling stuff. I first found David DeAngelo's "Double Your Dating", then found about about the Mistery Method and read that too and finally found out about "The Game" and read that too.

I started applying this stuff for kicks first and when I saw that it actually works, I started getting serious and systematic in my approaches.

About approaching in clubs, what I do is the following:
* approach with an indirect opener, over the shoulder, huge smile, doing body rocking, giving myself a FTC and all that stuff. I never stay more than 20 seconds in the opener as it looks weird and makes them feel uncomfortable. As soon as they spit out their opinion on whatever I asked, I start stacking.

* compliment her on something (earring, bracelet, whatever) ... then spit a small neg. My favorite is "You seem to have a bit of style, I like it, although you should never walk into a place like this wearing those boots/top/shirt ever again".

* get introduced to the rest of the set right away, including dudes or whatever: "I'm gonna introduce myself so this feel less creepy, I'm Seven by the way" (stole from Cajun -- I disqualify the situation by acknowledging it's a bit creepy). Small neg again: "Introduce me to your friends, that's the polite thing to do". If you don't get introduced in 60-90 seconds tops, you lost the set. The smaller the set, the faster you need to do it.

* do a quick DHV story in front of everyone while ignoring your target for a bit. My favorite is to compliment someones else on their style (works for befriending dudes too) and then say: "There's actually a reason why I'm here, I lost this stupid bet to my friend (insert wing name) (give an actual name, root the story) and now I need to donate this set of clothes to the Salvation Army and buy new ones. So I've been talking to different people around about accessorizing and stuff to get some pointers".

* lock her in. About 3 minutes in your should already lock in, otherwise you might lose the set. I usually lock her by putting my scarf around her neck while I'm talking to the group, after which I pull the scarf a bit or give her a spin or something so I'm leaning against the bar facing the room while she's giving me her full attention. You need to be careful, in a 3-4 set that works and her friends won't care since you're already cool, in a two set you need to:
- "I'm gonna steal your friend for a second here, if it's cool with you", but then make sure every now and then you still acknowledge the obstacle and talk to her about something (really short, even a quick joke works).
- Bring a wing (best possible thing to do) or enroll a wing from the club AFC Adam style: "Hey dude, look at those two chicks, I'm going to talk to them, come help me do some damage here". You need to isolate as soon as you can though if your wing is not trained in the game as he will fuck up 99% of the time and you'll look weird for being friends with him. Isolate and go to the bar or something.

* DHV, Neg, Compliment, Kino, DHV, Kino etc. At this point I can calibrate enough to feel when I should stay in to talk, drop her altogether and come back later without asking for anything, get a number close and leave, get a number close and stay, get a kiss close (these are 5 major situations I was able to distinguish).

I hope this helped, I have a lot more tips on pubs as I usually do pubs. Especially from last night ... I started the night really bad, almost lost my inner game altogether and turned it around by getting 7 sessions of making out with the same chick ( + number close), get a number close from a hired gun that was so hot I almost got a boner when she brought in my drinks and get another NC from a really cute blonde on the street in a 4 set.

Stay tuned for my next field report later tonight.

Cheers,
Seven.Mtl

It's great to see you improving since the last time we met and me gving a little bit of an "infield" session with me. Here's my thoughts about you so far. Without any doubt your progress is keeping up a good pace and I'm glad your enjoying yourself. But I'm here to remember something else to you. It seems to me that you're focusing way too much on results and on how many numbers can you get in a night. You forget the most important part, which is: how did you get the numbers or kisses. What did you used as a technique to get there or how did you failed in a set to accomplish your goal. Your field reports should be filled with how did you manage to close a girl and if you didn't, what do you think made you lose her. That's how you start to become better at this and start transforming knowledge in experience.

Also, you need to remove your ego from the equasion. You need to become in love with the passion of the game. Start loving the game for the ups and downs. For all the things you fuck up and all the things you do good. Don't focus on getting a lot of written numbers on a paper, but focus on becoming a better, more dominant man. If you listen to what I'm saying you will be soon attracting women without any DHV stories what so ever, but mainly by your masculine presence and the confidence you'll exude. You need to also notice that numbers mean really nothing if you don't see the girl on a day 2. Start to define sucess when you meet face to face on another day 2 with a girl, because if they flake you, you can't fuck them or have them in your social circle.

With all of that being said, keep up the good work..we'll meet soon!

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Ok ... so it's been quite a while since I posted my last field report so I need to do something about it.

Field reports: saturday evening, after Quebec City night, me and my wing.

First of all, we're in a really good mood after the night we just have. I felt like a fucking king for being able to open one of the hottest chicks in QC so we wanna keep the vibe going.

I have this AMOG who's been calling me for a couple of times now so he joins us. We start opening on the street before we get in the place and he's cool with it, he's an AMOG.

We get to one pub, I open un two chicks, I get one free shot and I start feeling a bit cocky, so I wanna play some DeAngelo stuff. It didn't work out. I'm not at that point when I can have the proper calibration between cocky and funny and I piss up a chick so bad she wants to find the bouncer and kick me out of the venue. I apologize and move on, but my inner game is destroyed at this point.

We keep walking on the street, the AMOG leaves us and I keep approaching left and right, my sets hook but my game is so bad I completely lost my ability to stack, I feel like crying.

We go to Crescent street and start doing pubs and I can't even get the bartender's attention to give me a drink, even though just 24 hours ago I was getting the attention of the hottest chick I ever hit on. I feel like calling it quits, I tell my wing FUCK IT, let's go to another bar, have a scotch and figure out what went wrong about tonight.

Then we go to this place and I open one last set and it hooks. 10 minutes into it and I'm making out with my target. HUGE confidence boost. I had a decent 7 makeouts, exchange numbers, pick up one of the servers (number close) on my way out and then get another nc from a hot blonde on the street. I am of fire.

A night that started really bad turned into one of the nights ever.
Next field report to follow.

Field report: Daygame with Froggy.

My wing is in Boston at some conference and I'm pretty bored. Froggy which I spotted on the street with some chick answers my text and tell me he can teach me some daygame.

I never did this completely sober before, so after having some noodles with the guy we start opening on the street and in the mall.
I opened up some JB babes by mistake (I later on learned what JB stands for), I approached some more chicks, but at this point I'm an emotional wreck.

We get to the campus of some university and I don't feel like approaching because I know people around, but Froggy tells me to so I do. After a lame opener (he's giving me hints the entire time) I completely fuck it up and drop a line like "he's coaching me". It took me a story of like 1 minute to get out of that. I feel like exploding, I get up and leave, Froggy is still there.

That was probably one of me worst days ever, but it was an interesting experience.
I shouldn't do stuff that I don't have completely under control in familiar settings.
It took me 3-4 hours to get back my calm and my inner game after that afternoon, I almost feel disappointed that I let Froggy down. This guy never gets to see the nights when my shit works and it's awesome.

Next field report following soon.

Another field report:

This one is gonna be pretty quick.
I'm eating out with a couple of friends, I got a NC from the waitress, she's pretty cute.
I got into an argument with the manager of the place afterward about a "mandatory 15% tip" on the bill. She was haggling for 30 extra cents on a 12$ tip. Fuck her, I walked out but she ruined my shot with the waitress.

Never ever go to "La station des sportes" near Guy-Concordia. Awful place.

Last field report for the evening:

My wing totally got one-ities over one of the chick we made out with last week.
He texts, calls them ... eventually they invite us to some student bar in Concordia (Reggies).

I keep telling him to stop worrying about the outcome, he doesn't wanna listen. We get there, the chick are with 4 other dudes and 1 extra chick. I don't give a shit, I befriended everyone, did shots, move to another venue ....kept flirting. .. my wing lost his cool. He learned a lesson the hard way ... I don't know what was in his mind, that we has getting a new GF or getting laid or whatever .. I told him: "be grateful they picked up their phone after the amount of buyers remorse I generated last time".

So we go to LaMouche, this club were we're supposed to meet Valentyn and Froggy.
We walk in, they place is so fucking loud you can't hear your own voice.
We started going around opening sets, hoping to find the table of this dudes.. we never did.
15 minutes in and I meet this indian chick I had picked up before in Club Rouge but deleted her number because she flaked on me. We're holding hands ... she's dancing with me ... I didn't got her number again and it ruined my game completely.
I'll tell you this, one-itis is a bitch, it's so easy to get it with anyone.

After opening a couple of sets, I got a bunch of pictures with groups of chicks for facebook, I'm pissed I can't cat any NC or KCs so we go to this other place on St. Laurent.

At this point I'm still thinking about the indian chick so my wing is doing better than I am. He gets a number and a FB ... I'm supposed to walk home without anything.
Before I got back home though, I got a slice of pizza from this place and I make this bet with my wing that I can open one set in the next 10 I will approach, on the street, with a slice of pizza in my hand.

Number #4 hooks up, she eats half of it, I get her number and a kiss close ("if you want more pizza I'm out, but I have more on my lips") and we leave. I play the Mystery phone call routine on her: call after 5 mins "what the name of that song that's giving me brain freeze bla bla ... well figure it out and call me ..." .... "dead or alive ... start singing the song ..." it worked pretty well, I thinks she's hooked.

Anyways:
Lows:
* spent a lot of money.
* the club was WAY too loud to open.

Highs:
* I got a NC and KC with a slice of pizza in my hand.
* I have dates tomorrow evening so I don't care a lot.

@valentyn great tips as usual, most of the number I get are indeed wood, but I wouldn't have had the time to meet/date more than I do right now (which is not a lot).

In any case, above all this is about bettering myself and building a cool social circle.
I had a wacky weekend, meet new people, went on second dates ... but now I'm swamped with work again.

It's all fun and games until reality kicks in. I'm out of the game for at least a couple of weeks. I need to make sure some other stuff happens in my life first before I can continue my quest for a better half.

Cheers,
Seven.Mtl

I completely understand your situation. However, don't seperate your sarging life with your personal life. Sarging should not be this "mood" or this "mode" that you put yourself in every friday night. "Game" is used every day. Every day I'm sure you interact with friends and with people. This is a skill that is not only practiced in clubs. You need to have a passion outside gaming and game is supposed to come complete to the other half of your life. Every day when you wake up, a new day begins which equals interacting with people, getting in arguments or everything life has to throw at you. Therefore, your pick up skills are one of the best tools to be living a healthy positive life. Develop your inner game for example if your insulted by some chick or friends, don't take it personally. Reward with attention, punish with indifference to people who get on your nerves. Have standards and behaviors you don't accept from people. When someone present those qualities you don't like, just don't hand out around him anymore. Practice your body language, observe social interactions, etc. There's a lot of things pick up can help you up in your daily life. Don't make the error of dissociating your life with sarging. Combined in a good way, they make your life much fun and easy to live through. Hope I helped and good luck mate!

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Great post Valentyn. You took the words out of my mouth. You should transfer your PUA skills to communicating with anyone and everyone. It'll beneficial in many other areas of your life and not just scoring chicks.

Thanks for the advice guys, that was dead on spot.
You're right, I need to stay in the proper mindset all the time.
After three days of doing nothing but work, I found myself back to AFC mode.
Jesus, I even got STOPPED on the street by a cute blonde and I didn't even have the guts to take my headphones off.
All of a sudden I was frustrated again, so today I just said "fuck it", I'm just going to smile, be happy and be nice to everyone I meet, so I did.
I'm cool as a cat again now, but geez ... it's so easy to defect back to AFC mode.