Way behind.
Weeks 2 and 3 went great. I took an extra week on 2 to work on some things and really just build a ****load of confidence. By this past weekend, I felt like a f'in champ. I was bouncing around whatever place we were at, talking to everyone, especially some females.
The eye contact is great. It always reminds me of wedding crashers (she just eye ****ed the **** out of me) and it makes things so much easier... just give her the eyes, a smile... she'll respond... and walk over. Feels good. I wasn't trying to bag anything which was kind of odd. I'm on a bit of a drought but I went out not caring (another big tip). I didn't give a damn about anything except laughing and chillin with friends.
Physically how you carry yourself means a ton too. I never realized how much I had changed over the last few years... I was always confident, chin up, smiling... then I became this anti-social video game playing nerd walking around with his head down. Chin up. Eye contact. Smile.
I also got this hooters waitress going. Now most flirt for a few dollars and all but this girl mysteriously kept coming back to my table every 2 or 3 minutes to hang around for about 5.
We went back and forth most of the night while she brought me wings, oysters, and pitchers and I finally thought "i'm this far, f- it" and said "if you're about to get out of work, come on over here to the table and chill a bit" and got a "well I don't know" and I started to next her and just said "its cool" and went back to what I was doing... 10 minutes later shes in a hot ass short white skirt sitting next to me. (killer body, but no ass, wtf)...
Felt great. We were out pretty much all day for the nfl games and then all night for... whatever, chasing ass, drinking, etc.
Anyways, just sharing my adventures and successes. I still need to work on stretching conversation, I was really good about it with the hooters girl, I think it was more of the "everyone hits on her dont bother" syndrome and I figured i'd flirt but not really say **** because she'd just throw it back. Boy was I wrong.
Gotta catch up. Week 3 calling. Peace.