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This evening I go to the beach. In jogging clothes.
I pass a girl. This girl is blonde, and 22 years old. She's reading a book.
I fist bump, and she fist bump back.
Me: Nice, you look fun, now stand up
She stands up, “Who are you?” She asked
Me: I’m the son of the sea
Her (laugh)
Next I don't remember the exact conversation, but the gist of it is I and her role-playing son and daughter of the sea, sky and earth.
Then I invite her for a walk. We walk across the beach.
My hand is over her shoulder but no extra escalation. We talk a lot, mostly about growing up and dream. A few conversation snippets:
Her: I like children.
Me: I also like children ... the good one, that is.
Her: I like all children, both the good one and evil one. They teach me a lot about life.
Me: Back then you're a good one ... or evil one?
Her: I'm a good one.
We walk on the sand, later on I moves her to water to play, but I recognize that she doesn't have swim clothes, so I lead her to my place. Meanwhile I just fill conversations with topics like food, travel, and astrology.
On the way, she asks if I have any plan ... I say I don't have any.
^ Fucked up ... lack of leadership.
She asks if I want to go dancing with her, let's go tomorrow.
I just agree, and we part way.
Conclusion: I'm not good at date yet. Too clumsy, no plan. For now I'll forget about results and just going to 100 dates to practice.
I pass a girl. This girl is blonde, and 22 years old. She's reading a book.
I fist bump, and she fist bump back.
Me: Nice, you look fun, now stand up
She stands up, “Who are you?” She asked
Me: I’m the son of the sea
Her (laugh)
Next I don't remember the exact conversation, but the gist of it is I and her role-playing son and daughter of the sea, sky and earth.
Then I invite her for a walk. We walk across the beach.
My hand is over her shoulder but no extra escalation. We talk a lot, mostly about growing up and dream. A few conversation snippets:
Her: I like children.
Me: I also like children ... the good one, that is.
Her: I like all children, both the good one and evil one. They teach me a lot about life.
Me: Back then you're a good one ... or evil one?
Her: I'm a good one.
We walk on the sand, later on I moves her to water to play, but I recognize that she doesn't have swim clothes, so I lead her to my place. Meanwhile I just fill conversations with topics like food, travel, and astrology.
On the way, she asks if I have any plan ... I say I don't have any.
^ Fucked up ... lack of leadership.
She asks if I want to go dancing with her, let's go tomorrow.
I just agree, and we part way.
Conclusion: I'm not good at date yet. Too clumsy, no plan. For now I'll forget about results and just going to 100 dates to practice.