Apologies for not updating the blog in the last few weeks. I can’t even remember half the shit that happened, I quickly forget all the small details of each time I go out if I don’t write it down the next day, and keep in mind most of the time I go out I game 100% sober… Massive lack of motivation set in, I daygamed as much as I was before, but went clubbing less because of wings bitching out. Then group think would set in and pretty soon I’d be home fapping instead. I need to go club solo and get over that fear. I got a few numbers over week 3 and 4, less than 1 and 2 but they responded at a higher rate.
One chick who was quite keen to meet up asked to reschedule our date till after Christmas or New Years because her mum had a stroke and she’s taking care of her. I’m pretty sure she wasn’t making that up, but I think the length of time passed will cause the attraction expire and I probably won’t get to see her, which is too bad because she set off my slut radar quite hard. The rest of my daygame numbers either never responded, turned down meeting up or in one case, agreed to meet up but then didn’t respond to the next text, something that’s happened to me a few times before.
Another minor bummer was a girl my cousins introduced me to when they were here. A Lebanese Australian girl who was staying in my city with two friends in a very well located hotel apartment that would’ve been perfect to pull back to. They were staying longer than my cousins were, but wouldn’t go out at nights because one of the girls in their group hates bars and clubs. I saw them a few times in the city but could never get them into a venue with alcohol or isolate her alone. When they went back home, the Lebanese one who was the hottest and (I think) easiest of the group told my cousin she liked me. Bad luck.
m.A.A.d City feat. MC Eiht by Kendrick Lamar
I think the plummeting motivation of my group has something to do with our move out. It dawned us it might take as much as 6 months to move into our apartment, even though recent events have made me optimistic again. Added to the fact that I was supposed to spend a month living in a relatives apartment right next to the 2nd largest nightlife zone in my city while he went overseas before my parents put a stop to it, it was non-stop bad news. One wing who had no problem going out before now says he’s only willing to put up with going clubbing once a week now because of his 1 hour each way commute into the city.
The following is the stuff since my last post that I actually wrote up afterwards, all the others have been forgotten. I can’t remember which week this happened (when you’re unemployed and on holidays time seems to roll into one massive blur). Oh yeah, at some point during the last few weeks I had a drink and daygamed withlocal Roosh V Forum member bonkers.
Night street gamed with The Russian. I took him to the rooftop bar I went to last time because he wanted to check it out. Once again it was filled with older people. The last time I was there I felt like total shit, but after my 3 or so approaches (the youngest was probably like 25 or 26) there I felt super in state and warmed up as we left.
Went back to our usual Friday/Saturday club. The older wing who took me to the rooftop spot and the guy who introduced him to me arrived at my suggestion. One of them told me “Half the girls in here look 13″. Ha. Met a dozen people from school. Also ran into a girl from a house party who came onto me like crazy, I turned down the sure thing because she was too unattractive. She was a bit chubby and had the pasty inbred look that I often see in British tourists and girls from rural Australia. The girl she was with claimed to know me and when I have her as a friend on Facebook, but I swear to God I’ve never met her before in my life.
They played the first half of Crystal Castles debut album in the club. Just had to mention that… I opened a two set, tall hot Asian girl average White girl. I went for the Asian as she was hotter and my wings (the ones my age at least) only ever approach white girls, but when she asked The Russian and I’s name, she asked him his name first and was clearly more into him. We suspect it was a combination of her being taller than me in heels and his great height, plus Asian girls luving dem sum white boyz. We basically swapped girls. Turns out the they were 17 and 18 and went to a school near mine. Turns out the white girl and I had been to a few of the same parties and a guy I know used to fuck her.
Crazy enough, she had also been at the Tame Impala gig the week before and was in the front row, she whipped out her phone and showed me a selfie she and the girl she went with took, my face was clearly visible in the background. The chances of approaching a girl I have so many connections with is absolutely absurd.
The 16 year old British girl I met there a couple weeks ago (the one whose Spanish friend the Ukrainian kissed on the street) was there. We had agreed to meet up before my cousins came but due to the visit I never set it up. I barely recognized at first, she looked at least a full point hotter than I last remembered her. She was super excited to see me, and then introduced me to her brand new, 6 day old boyfriend. If only I had met up with her earlier… Bad luck once again.
I was in the smokers area out the back at one point and she came near, I picked her up and carried her away from a friend, the look on her face was described by The Russian roughly as “fuck this makes me attracted but I don’t want to be attracted to you because of my new boyfriend”. I think my talking to other girls made her jealous, she came up and interrupted me and a 24 year old as we canoodled on a couch but I told her to get lost.
The Russian bitched out of going out because he didn’t want to put up with an hour each way on public transport. The Ethiopian was at a club with school friends very far away from me while the Ukrainian has no ID and no plans to get one before he turns 18 in a month. The last couple times I’ve been without my regular wings I simply messaged other dudes and rolled with them, but this time I bitched out too. Looking back, can’t believe that shit. After the good time I had on Friday I was fully psyched for Saturday. This is what happens when you become too dependent on rolling with wings.
Myth by Beach House
The only other night that I had written up in my Drafts folder was this one:
Daygamed. Met a daygamer I run into all the time who was with a 15 year old newbie who earlier that day got a blow job in a bathroom on a 3rd date with a girl his age he daygamed. That scrawny acne ridden kid is going to a motherfucking pimp when he’s older. Doesn’t hurt that his school is a slut factory. Went to a night market that evening. As expected, it was crawling with young women rolling in groups of 2′s and 3′s. The only males there who weren’t dads with families were with their girlfriends. Would be the perfect daygame spot were there more girls there alone and even better had the weather been good, yet it still drew quite a crowd.
As my wing and I were heading towards a station afterwards, we saw a group of half a dozen young girls in tight dresses in 5 inch fuck me pumps walk past. We decided to see were they would be heading at 9 something pm on a drizzly Wednesday night. We followed them into a club I’d walked past before but never been into.
We headed up, and upon arriving it turned out we were in an underage nightclub, fucking hilarious. Tons of super slutty teeny boopers. I hadn’t been to one in ages, but I remember that every guy I know who went to them would be almost guaranteed at least a makeout if he approached enough. The wing wanted to bail but I wanted to stay and pickup some high school girls but he kept trying to leave.
After maybe half an hour of him following me around as I approached like a machine he finally just walked out of the place so I followed. I wish I had stayed longer. Underage nightclubs are sausage fests but the girls are incredibly easy despite the fact that a lot of them are sober. Teenage guys ought to hit them up to rack up some easy makeouts to build their confidence.
A couple weeks ago my exam results arrived. I did really well, I think I’ll be able to get into my first preference for university. Won’t find out for sure till early next year. On the day they came out a girl from school was on TV and in the newspaper with other super high achievers. I never realized she had that much time to study in between riding so many dicks. Nice girl though.
Monkey Riches by Animal Collective
Until next time,
Starting Young & Aiming High