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What's up homeboys!
I thought I'd share a throwback story which didn't actually happen too long ago.
I hope it inspires anyone who has potential but hasn't begun taking action.
Senior Year of High School:
By my senior year, I had read a lot about pickup and the social arts. I knew all the mind sets, tactics, and logistical elements, but I still wasn't having much luck with girls.
I wasn't taking action.
At that point, January of my senior year, I had fucked 2 girls. The first being my ex girlfriend (a solid 8, perfect tits and body, still one of my hottest fucks), and.. I'll be honest. a chubby chick.
No regrets though. only lessons. I gained a valuable reference point on breaking LMR and leading. (Breaking LMR is one of my strong suits these days).
AP Psychology Class:
The hottest girl at my high school was in my psychology class. She was top 3 in nearly everyone's opinion, and that says a lot when you go to a 4000 person school by the beach in Southern California.
She couldn't have been more than 5'3, with a tan, gorgeous body, 10/10 face, fashionable style, and she was smart. She was also a dancer, and had the fucking nicest ass.
We'll call her Victoria.
She was obviously one of the most popular girls in my school.
I decided that if I was going to start taking action, I would ask her out and get her number. I had a strange sense of confidence that I could pull it off.
I wasn't one of the popular kids, but I knew them all on an acquaintance level. I didn't have a set group of friends, I just drifted between a few.
My social value gave my a huge disadvantage. I'm not sure if that belief was self imposed or if it was the reality.
I was on a slight classmate acquaintance level with Victoria, (you know, follow each other on Twitter and Instagram level and shit
. I wasn't going to be able to start a conversation with her easily, because our assigned seats were far apart.
I noticed that everyday, she left class alone after saying bye to everyone.
I told myself I'd go talk to her after class.
I would work myself up and get so nervous during class, and then I would watch her walk by and miss my opportunity.
After this happened about 3 times, I decided to try something new. I gave one of my friends 20$ and told him not to give it back to me if I didn't approach her.
When the moment arose, I walked up to her, tapped on her shoulder, got her attention and stammered out,
The conversation trailed on for another minute. I was nervous and she could definitely tell, but I hung in there.
I actually managed a number close, surprisingly.
It went something along the lines of:
I texted her later that night:
She didn't respond. I hit her up a week later inviting her to my friends mansion party and she didn't even respond. I talked to her a few times in class but she was never interested.
Comment some of your first approach stories, there always funny but motivating as well! It would be cool to see the progress of some of the Elder's on the board.
- VITΛLE
I thought I'd share a throwback story which didn't actually happen too long ago.
I hope it inspires anyone who has potential but hasn't begun taking action.
Senior Year of High School:
By my senior year, I had read a lot about pickup and the social arts. I knew all the mind sets, tactics, and logistical elements, but I still wasn't having much luck with girls.
I wasn't taking action.
At that point, January of my senior year, I had fucked 2 girls. The first being my ex girlfriend (a solid 8, perfect tits and body, still one of my hottest fucks), and.. I'll be honest. a chubby chick.
No regrets though. only lessons. I gained a valuable reference point on breaking LMR and leading. (Breaking LMR is one of my strong suits these days).
AP Psychology Class:
The hottest girl at my high school was in my psychology class. She was top 3 in nearly everyone's opinion, and that says a lot when you go to a 4000 person school by the beach in Southern California.
She couldn't have been more than 5'3, with a tan, gorgeous body, 10/10 face, fashionable style, and she was smart. She was also a dancer, and had the fucking nicest ass.
We'll call her Victoria.
She was obviously one of the most popular girls in my school.
I decided that if I was going to start taking action, I would ask her out and get her number. I had a strange sense of confidence that I could pull it off.
I wasn't one of the popular kids, but I knew them all on an acquaintance level. I didn't have a set group of friends, I just drifted between a few.
My social value gave my a huge disadvantage. I'm not sure if that belief was self imposed or if it was the reality.
I was on a slight classmate acquaintance level with Victoria, (you know, follow each other on Twitter and Instagram level and shit
. I wasn't going to be able to start a conversation with her easily, because our assigned seats were far apart.I noticed that everyday, she left class alone after saying bye to everyone.
I told myself I'd go talk to her after class.
I would work myself up and get so nervous during class, and then I would watch her walk by and miss my opportunity.
After this happened about 3 times, I decided to try something new. I gave one of my friends 20$ and told him not to give it back to me if I didn't approach her.
When the moment arose, I walked up to her, tapped on her shoulder, got her attention and stammered out,
The conversation trailed on for another minute. I was nervous and she could definitely tell, but I hung in there.
I actually managed a number close, surprisingly.
It went something along the lines of:
I texted her later that night:
She didn't respond. I hit her up a week later inviting her to my friends mansion party and she didn't even respond. I talked to her a few times in class but she was never interested.
Comment some of your first approach stories, there always funny but motivating as well! It would be cool to see the progress of some of the Elder's on the board.
- VITΛLE
