Alright guys, here it goes.
THE REAL MEXICO STORY
During the week I was focused on looking forward to the next social interaction, I wasn't in the mood to, and didn't have the internet access to type up a huge summary.
But I just got back home, after an exhausting flight, and I'm excited to share some stories with the only guys who know basically everything that goes on in my life.
There's a lot to tell, and a lot of details that I want to cover. The trip itself alternated between awkwardness so thick that I could touch it, and a powerfully positive vibe coming off me, a vibe that helped me meet so many new and random people.
You all know (if you've been keeping up) that I am not a popular kid at my school. Maybe I should say "popular." Whatever. You know what I mean, and that's the group I was with on this trip.
The fact that I wasn't friends with them before this week made it so that I was often awkwardly beside them as we did things as a group. I had conversations with classmates I've never spoken to in my life, and the fact is, they didn't accept me or respect me yet. Because I was stuck with them, and couldn't just walk off to make my own party, I often felt needy if I tried to enter their conversations. I could see that they felt it too.
But at night (because I can OWN a party) I would always seem to hit my stride at some point, and dance with a girl I'd never touched, and chill with guys I'd never partied with (one of whom taunted me at the start of the year by calling me a "misfit," and ended up being a good friend by the end of the trip.)
So it was this see-saw, of being in state and out of state, and I can't really say that any one side won.
My big thing on this trip, my saving grace that separated me from two other tag-along guys, was my cold approaching. Thanks to this site, I was able to find that in a bar, when I'm with friends, I have no approach anxiety. I loved to meet new people, I brought them into our good time, and I became a bridge between people.
Unfortunately I did not have a real close with any girl. One factor that contributed to that was my physical appearance. I badly need a haircut and I'm skinny as hell, no muscle to speak of, and shirts often came off in Mexico.
But screw all this abstract nonsense, let's get to the ladies.
There was one from school that came. No chance on this trip (would have taken it if I had it, trust me) but she has new respect for me, and that will only grow as my school social proof continues to increase by leaps and bounds.
I met one random girl (with braces
), a Russian named Rita, by first meeting her friend Sergey. I met him on one of the first nights, and her on the last. If I hadn't introduced myself to him initially, I wouldn't have had this chance. She didn't speak much English, and that language barrier killed my game. I was touchy, and she was never resistant to that, but I couldn't figure the right way to dance floor escalate to techno music, especially with barely anyone on the floor. Tried to isolate later, she declined. Maybe I should have tried harder, but I had other options LIKE:
There was a wedding going on that week. I met three 19 year old freshmen in college. Mentioned them in a previous post. The only hot one was my target, named Shawnee. On the first night I met them at the bar (I think Wednesday), I planned to save the close for the next night. I opened and I knew I'd see them later. They wanted to come party with us though, so I was flexible, changed my plan and got them into our group. I was very physical, and it went well for a while.
When we were all heading back to someone's room, I was again ready to leave the close for another night. Unfortunately another guy decided to ask them to come, so I again changed and was ready to make moves.
Shawnee was way too drunk, yelling and supported by me and another guy. I was still flirty, I would talk in her ear, kiss her head, tickle her if she got too obnoxious. Basically she wanted to be loud and in charge, the queen of the party. The fact was that she was too drunk and too boring to get respect from other girls, so she seemed to take it out on me.
She was obsessed with talking about a guy she had back home. I laid down every line I know to counter: I'm tired of hearing about him. I'm glad you get some, you can never have too much sex. Don't worry, you've got a hot guy right here in Mexico.
When she implied that she couldn't hook up with someone there because of her guy, I reframed: He doesn't let you do what you want? Wow Shawnee, I thought you were the boss.
None of it really worked, and she still had him on her mind.
She was overbearing in conversation. I have stories to tell, and they're much more interesting than her stupid bull**** (trust me, it was bull****). I tried to tell her that, when she wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise. When she denied it and kept talking, I ignored her by first looking away. When she kept blaring in my ear, I physically lifted my hand in front of my face. I deprived her of attention like that for a little while and I could tell it bothered her. When she got angry and physical, grabbing my face and such, I ended up getting up and sitting with girls from school. Didn't really help me to get a close. Not sure what I could have done here.
She left her shoes, I had her walk with me to get them back. She brought her friends though, I didn't isolate. I was charismatic and physical and kept a flowing and interesting conversation going. Kissed her on the head in front of her friends before we separated. Mistake?
She was clearly uninterested the last night, didn't make anything happen.
So those two were my highest quality options, but I met so many other people. I won't describe all of them, this post is already long, but I met various guys aged 10-40, women from 17-50.
Hottest one was named Sylvia. Thought she was with her brother, turns out her boyfriend. Invited the two of them to chill with us, they were shy and declined. I was friendly, and they were awkward about it, but couldn't be rude to me since I was so nice.
One other notable moment- I kept seeing this one foursome going around the resort. Very hot girls, looked like cool guys. In their 20s. The hotter girl (some of you may disagree) was a little alternative, maybe 1/4th black with stylish hair and stylish dress and an INCREDIBLE as$. I had no shot with her, but I met her on the last night.
I had so much social proof. I was talking to some random guys I knew loudly, I had the Russian girl with me, I was loudly talking to some guys from my school, and I opened a middle aged woman beside me. I asked if the woman knew the hot girl, she said yes and said her name. I opened the girl with her name, introduced myself, and said that the guy she was with looked like a rapper I know named Intuition. After I finished saying that, I moved on, but she reopened me, saying she thought she knew of him. I don't remember what I said, but I was memorable, she'll know my name.
Speaking of rapping, I got 2 chances to rap. Once on a roof (we had rooftop party-spaces, very cool) and I KILLED it. It was such a cool moment.
Also did it once in the bar on the mic over music. The sound was bad, I was thinking too much about that and couldn't get good rhymes off. Didn't succeed, but it was fine.
Alright guys, thanks for making it this far if you did.
