| I woke up listing to my phone ringing. It was a friend of mine calling, telling me about this party near his place. He asked if I wanted to come with. If you know me well, you would know I never turn down opportunities to be social, so I agreed to come with. Although, I was not aware at that point I was about experience one of the most boring nights yet.
It took 20 minutes with a train to arrive at the location where I was going to meet up this friend. Although, we've only known each other for about 4 months, we're really close. We hang out together at school, and on weekends. The only problem with going to this party was that I didn't know anyone, except this friend (I'll just call him John from now on). This party was a low-key house party. In other words, it was just going to be like 15 people there, and they all know each other. Except for me, who only knew one person.
We rang the doorbell to the "PARTY-HOUSE". Two women opened the door just seconds after. One HB3 and the other one a HB5. Their faces looked surprised when I entered the house, like "what the hell is a stranger doing here?" kind of look. Anyway, they introduced themselves to me, and I introduced myself back. The two girls quickly ran into the living room after, where I could hear from the noise that everyone else was hanging out as well. John, who was with me at that time, told me to just drop my jacket on the floor like everybody else did. Though, I didn't listen to him and threw my jacked into the wardrobe. While I was doing that, John entered the living room to meet everyone else. I was now alone, and used my time in front of the mirror to check my hair and shit. I was now ready to walk into the field.
From the second I walked into the living room I was given the status "the out-sider". I was shocked. Everyone was just dangling over each other(It later appeared that they had all been in the same class last year). There were no empty seats, and I was left standing. And the worst part was that THERE WERE NO HBs ABOVE 7.
They were all really busy talking about the past. How they tricked their teacher to give them a earlier lunch break and so on. Everyone was so into their conversations, and my options to approach was pretty much deleted. I had nothing to add to their convo, and it was impossible to change topic. I was left standing there, doing nothing. It was the worst feeling ever. I decided to do a respectful escape by picking up my cell phone. I left the room.
As the hours passes, the pressure kind of lows itself down. People were now walking around in the house and they were all separated into sets of 2-5 people. Their topics had now changed, and I was ready to approach.
I saw this set of three girls; HB4, HB3, and a HB7. My target was obvious, I was going for the 7.
I walked up to the set pretending to look for something. "Do know where the phone is?" I asked the set. The HB3 responded: "It's over there" and pointed to the desk right next to me. I thought, FUCK! While I was turning my body away from the set towards the phone, I asked the who lies more opener. They discussed a little, but came to the conclusion that girls lie more than men. I then say: "Okey, but who cheats more, guys or girls?" They responded with telling me that boys are more horny than girls and therefore cheat more. Then the HB7 asks me: "But why do you want to know this?" Shiit. I wasn't prepared for that, and said: "It's private, none of your concern." The HB7 then tried to talk me into telling her why, but I kept turning her down. At that point I did not evaluate the situation, but now I can see that by turning her down, not even giving her a chance to qualify, made her lose interest. The set started to crack up, and they all left to join another set. FUCK!
I was not in my zone tonight. Seriously. Almost every time I'm out I'm able to k-close some HB7+. I have high standards, and most of the people at school knows that. At school I'm this playah that gets any girl he wants, but tonight I was the out-sider from the second I walked into the house. Jesus, I'm so fucking mad at myself at this point. How come it went so wrong tonight? It's easier when it's a party where I know half the people because then I, with the right body language, am a high value person from the start. Tonight, it was the opposite. I had low value from the start, and wasn't able to bring myself up again.
Anyways, none of the guys where able to k-close tonight. That made me feel a little bit better. Anyone got some advice they want to share on how I could have done things differently from the start? This whole night was a disaster. But hey, I'm going out tomorrow as well, and this time with guys who actually want me to come.
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