My Journal

[Chamber36]

I am feeling pretty good. My body is getting a decent workout on a consistent basis. I got my yellow belt in Jiu Jitsu today. Whoopie!! I went to the club(work) for a going away party for my colleague. I am gonna miss him. We smoked a fat J.

I was doing pretty good gaming girls. I was actually a little on fire! I got a taste of that flame that I'd been missing for so long. I was enjoying the thrill of the hunt. I was also quite drunk but I enjoyed myself.

I haven't jerked off in at least 4 or 5 days, and I watched a whole season of keys to the vip. So those are two factors that are contributing, plus the fact that I just got my yellow belt. So I am feeling pretty good. I deserve to ease up anyway, after doing so much research on the NWO.

Nevertheless, I decided I am going to buy some books, including The Art of War by Sun Tzu, and Thus spoke Zarathustra by Nietzche.

Once I have some reading material I can do research on the subjects that interest me in a calm way, seperate from a computer screen, able to take my time and think.

Considering that I was enjoying the thrill of the hunt, I managed to get myself 1 phone number. I gots to keep those new phone numbers coming in!! Also managed to get pretty close to some girls really fast.

For some reason proximity was not an issue with me tonight, and I found myself touching girls in ways I hadn't expected of myself in a while, and there was a sense of novelty to it which I had been missing for a long time. I didn't go out for about 2 weeks so that also gives it some novelty.

I think I'll be getting a make-out pretty soon, or maybe some more, hopefully on saturday. Tomorrow I work.

Edit: During my meditation I realised this: It's about my connection with and spiritual understanding of duality.

 

[Chamber36]

hey fellaz. Went to work. I was really enjoying the Fvck out of myself, I couldn't help it. Went and bought myself 2 vodka&coke's, got my buzz on, did a lil dance.

I was just enjoying myself and making chit-chat with all the ladies.

I realised just now during my hazey meditation about 3 things.

1. I have to have body language like I'm their savior.
2. I got to get in touch with my gangster essence.(I don't mean gangster in a literall way, I mean it in a slang way)
3. The girls in my neighborhood are young and stupid. Some girls, especially HB8's, 9's and 10's I hit it off with. It's like baseball and I just hit all those balls out of the park. They pitch fast, and sometimes I might just get a strike. The young and stupid ones just wanna play soft-ball, and Homey don't play dat. If I play soft-ball I just make these girls show more and more interest, until they eventually give up.

So I saw my friend's lil sister again. Just gave her a smile and a wink. She stuck around till late late late. There was a HB7 (possibly an 8 if she took better care of herself, maybe in 1 year's time), who also stuck around, so I got exchanged numbers with her real quick. Whether my friend's lil sister saw or not, it's a DHV.

 

[Chamber36]

Went out solo last night. Didn't jerk off for about a full week. I was so damn horny I couldn't help but stare at girls all the time and come off like a creep. I tried to tone it down but I couldn't. Did some pretty heavy quick instant flirting with those girls. Somehow my body language and my voice tone was better. Girls were laughing at my jokes, and sometimes I couldn't keep the sexual innuendo's out of my language.

I held open a door, and I said to my friend: no problem!, and then these 3 girls were all like "thank you!!!<3". Lateron I hold open the door for 3 other girls and I say: "ladies first!" and they're all like "thank youuu!!<3". It seems women are starting to dig chivalry again, especially when it's from a horny guy like me.

I saw a HB8.5 from school, who I hadn't seen in years. Well I gave her a hug&kisses, and she pushes me away!! I am thinking 'WTF she is doing Mystery techniques on me!'. So I re-open her a half an hour later, I ask her if she smokes, she says: "no, I'm a good girl!". So I tell her that being a non-smoker doesn't make her a good girl. I don't think she liked that very much.

So I kinda unhooked from that situation... I thought of going back and telling her I was horny as hell, but I think she got the picture, so I left it at that :'(

I think the girls that I know are starting to see a noticeable change in my demeanor. They understand that I don't take **** from anybody, boy or girl. I might do them a little favor every now and then while I'm working, but it's just something I gotta do for all the HB's that I'm digging. I'm not getting emotionally invested in them, it's just 5 seconds of my time. I don't help them if they scream my name out like stupid *****es. I help girls that flirt with me. I realised I could also do my best more to flirt with ALL the females who come in the club, to get a tip.

Also, some respected Don Juans on this forum have come up with some sets of rules that I honestly think don't apply to me, first of all, to say a Don Juan is not a Player. I mean, I can be a Don Juan, but right now gaming girls is a game that's meant to be played. You cannot take things TOO seriously. It's a game for me now, I am just learning do's and don'ts, trying to escalate, learning to do blind reads on girls.

Secondly, the idea that real men don't flirt. I was doing heavy sexual flirtation last thursday and it was good fun.

I don't think it's good to remove words like player and flirt from your mental vocabulary, because it'll make it harder for you to relate to women who use these words.

 

[Chamber36]

Guys, I realised I been letting my inner DJ sort of slip away.

Getting girls isn't rocket science.

Like Murray here says, you just got to make them giggle and look good while you're doing it, and you're fine.

Now I realise why things are going wrong all the time. I gotta create a mental bridge with the girls, and organise that second date, with the girls that deserve it.

I have to embrace my sexuality. I said in the last post, that I was trying to cover up my sexuality, well damn, the problem was, and I didn't realise it at the time, that I was hanging out with some Mangina's. They're the ones that were trying to make me feel awkward about it. So I'll forget about that.

I know what the DJ rules are. All I need to develop now is Self-Awareness and openness.

Once I see a girl that takes my breath away, my best bet would be to tell her: "you take my breath away", because that is my style. Sometimes you get a home-run, sometimes you strike out, but it's quick and easy!

Also gotta use more C & F. Also I'm going to drop negs from my general game, only to be used as a secret weapon.

My new guise will be to act like a nice guy! Thereby they will not understand me! I am going to restyle my game.

 

[Chamber36]

Alright guys!

Today was the first day of the rest of my life!

Last night I started watching RSD's Blueprint Decoded, and during the first 3.5 hours of it, while they were just scratching the surface, I had some pretty profound realisations. I made sure to take notes aswell .

Like it says in my previous post, I decided to scrap negs from my game and go the compliment route.

I missed Jiu Jitsu training on thursday, so I was hella horny today. I made sure to harness the energy.

I approached a girl who likes me. We used to go to school together. She likes me because we went on a field trip in which I was on FIRE (Spent like 4 days in Berlin drinking and smoking weed). Anyway I approach her and say hey what's up what you doing, it was a little awkward because I'd sorta tried not to pay too much attention to her the past few days. She was nice. She said she was sticking around. I couldn't help myself, I told her: "good, that way I can look at you a little bit longer". She liked that.

Also another girl asked my colleague if he wanted to go smoke a cigarette, with her. I said I would go smoke one with her, and she lit up. I'd never had a conversation with her, because I thought she was the same as my *****y colleague, who is her friend. So we go and smoke our cigarettes, and she asks me my name, which is an IOI. I tell her mine, and ask her hers. We do a little more chit-chat. I concentrated on my work, and she was really stepping REALLY close to me, she was pretty damn drawn towards me. I noticed it consciously, but I don't think she did. I'll get her number next time I see her.

This example shows that a girl would not give me a direct IOI, probably because she was shy, but she gave me the chance to escort her for a cigarette. She appreciated it and IOI'd me ferociously. I don't think I could have asked for the number at that instant, it would have seemed too eager.

Then I also saw the HB from last week again. I just did my work, carried on, and she was all nervous. Funny though, because I had experienced it plenty of times now, that I saw a girl whose number I had in my phone, who I hadn't called, acting all nervous at the counter. I wasn't nervous. An hour later, by coincedence we were simultaneously smoking a cigarette, so I sat next to her. Her friend was IOI'ing me, and I didn't know who exactly to make eye-contact with, but I tried to direct it towards the HB8. She crossed her legs away from me, and I took this as an IOD, because she may have been a little upset that I didn't call her. So I just ignored the situation really, but I gave them little specs of my attention, to let them know I sorta *was* paying attention to them. Well when she got up, she lost congruency and IOI'd me again. I thought "HAH! I GOT YOU!!", and I made a little joke.

So I saw her standing around lateron, and I squeezed her ass cheek, and gave her a coy smirk. She liked that. A guy asked her about it, and she gave him an excuse!(yay me!). Lateron I knew I had to take advantage of the opportunity, and not try to increase the sexual tension to the last point, and ask her out STRAIGHTFORWARD on a date. I proposed to her that we go to the venue on a weekday. She says, a weekday, I dunno... OH I got holidays!! I acknowledge and carry on working, and she gives me a thumbs up!

Ahhhh, this feels good. I am making progress ONCE MORE!! The Rise of the Don Juan inside me is happening right now.
Another contributing factor - The two colleagues at my work that I respect the most, the ones that are the most popular with the ladies, I have earned their respect.

I spent last thursday listening some REAL reggae with 1 of them, till 7:30 AM!! Glad I got to spend some time with him, he seems like a REAL Don Juan to me. It was pretty weird, because he was making the same narcissistic jokes my dad used to make. Calling himself "handsome" when he's talking to girls, etc.
So I'm glad to be on better terms with him and to have spent some 1 on 1 time with him and get to know him a little bit better. We showed each other some reggae music and we're pretty mutual now.
The other one, we smoked some weed today after work, and I invited him to go clubbing with me sometime, which he accepted. This should be pretty awesome since he understands the DJ mindset and he doesn't take sh*t from anybody.

So now all I gotta do is set up a date with HB8 for this week. Also should focus on LIFE goals like getting my driver's license.

I feel very refreshed after going the "open" route today. Giving all the compliments I want to give, squeezing asses if I want... Ahhhh. I feel relieved. Also noticed that showing dissatisfaction towards a girl is generally a sign of weakness. What I should do, when working, is to ping with the receptive girls. This will give you a little endorphin boost that will let help you to carry on working hard and happy.

Also I met a stewardess. I opened her randomly, and I eventually asked her what she did and she said she was a stewardess. I tried to relate to that, but I couldn't really imagine. I mean it's really weird, but the girl got very very excited talking about it, and I asked her which countries she travelled to et cetera. My point is though, when you run out of things to say, ask a question.

I had the feeling we were sort of different leagues, or different styles of people basically, different types. She is a perky barbie blonde with smooth skin, whereas I am a guy with hair the length of a girl's hair. So I didn't see the conversation leading anywhere, but I guess she was interested anyway because she kept talking. Hmmm....

Often when you *don't* put a girl in the "I want her and she wants me!" category, the girl will try and qualify herself to you. It's very mental. It's like checkers though. You and the girl are both looking for IOI's, preferably IOI's that were inadvertantly expressed.

If you lose congruency with a girl, by IOI'ing when you should have been IOD'ing, you lose. If a girl loses congruency and IOI's when she's *TRYING* to IOD, you win!

 

[Chamber36]

First off let me tell you I neglected to continue watching RSD's Blueprint Decoded yesterday before work. It felt sort of like I didn't study for a test. I had a good time at work, but I am upset about 1 thing.

Before I give you the negative news, let me inform you that I saw the stewardess girl again today, and she actually looked even better.

I knew I had to mack on her, so when she came to retreive her jacket to leave, I gave her the old: "you're leaving already??", and she was like : "yea....", so I ask her if she's flying off, and when I would see her again. She told me she was leaving the next day, but she might be back next week. I can guarantee you that if I had asked for the number she would have given me. I dunno if it's the AFC in me that made me *not* ask for the number, but I felt as though there hadn't been enough rapport established, or enough attraction built, or any KINO done for that matter. It felt weird to ask for the number. I am a freaking wardrobe worker in a club. Women put me in the same box as they do the barmen. I see hundreds of women a night, I can't just ask any girl for her number if she indicates a little interest... (can I????)

I have to learn to walk that line where I am not coming on too strong, or coming off desperate. When I'm working I act courteous. I make sexual innuendo's and stuff. BTW, got damn, this HB9 on friday when she walked in told me "it takes a little bit longer for women" (for her to give me her jacket). I wondered if she was talking about orgasm, I think she was... What a sexy b*tch that girl is. First and last words I ever heard from her mouth....

(back to the stewardess girl now)
So I just gave her some more IOI's and asked her how long she would be going on holiday and when she would be back. Basically being a suck-up. I'd be willing to bet that she will be back. Her whole IL was only high because she saw me the day before, in which the environment in the club was different. There were so many girls.
I have to keep in mind though, when trying this type of game, i'm seperating the good girls from the bad girls. I want girls who are dedicated to me.

Speaking of which, my friend's little sister.... She bought me a beer, I got her number. I can't forget about this girl, simply from the fact she bought me a beer. I think it's pretty sweet. I think she genuinely likes me, but she gets nervous around me, which in turn makes me nervous as well. Therefore I am now afraid to call her. She's an HB9! And she's 18!! I don't know what's wrong with me!!!! Ahhhhh!! We don't have anything in common!! All I know is how to play the girl, and I think she is, for some reason, sort of addicted to it. When girls realise I am not the same as 90% of the guys out there, they put me in that "****able'' box and decide to treat me nice.

I know I make her gina tingle and she just loves it.

I am sensing something is wrong with my inner game. I believe it may be that I don't feel worthy of asking a girl out on a regular date, to just do regular stuff, and hit the club. Then again, I haven't been on a date in a long time. Whenever I do, it goes extraordinarily, and if I don't get a make-out on the second date I just give up.

Then there's a girl who.... Well... This one sort of leaves me speechless... Her looks will make you speechless anyway. She's about 6ft 1, possibly 6ft 2, which would be taller than me, with what I think are D-cups and lots of hair. She is just a whole lot of woman and she's proportioned very nicely.

My gay friend was using her as an alibi so he could claim he was straight, and I just got sick and tired of it. He was claiming this fvcking girl because she would go out on dates with him, which I didn't understand. My goddamn gay friend is the biggest idiot I know, and a total AFC. Girls don't even realise he's gay. It pisses me off. I am sick and tired of him anyway, not because he's gay, but because he's a horrible wing-man and also not turning out to be such a great friend.

Anyway I lost patience, went on to facebook chat and asked her for the number which she wouldn't give me because of my friend. This could also be due to the way I asked for the number though. I mean I saw the girl in the club often enough. Maybe she wants to see that raw sexuality from me again the time I pushed her against the wall and made out with her. I made this girl *** without taking her pants off.

I saw her at work friday and she gave me that "I (still) want you" look, for the THOUSANDTH time. Ever since I made her *** with her pants on she's been wanting me but I never got the opportunity to take those damn pants off!!!! AHHH!!

 

[Diaforetikos]

Hey guy... buddy... Take it easy.

You are trying extremely hard. Like it hurts to read. You're so desperate. Stop it. Normally I would elaborate with the advice I give, but you need to hear it straight forward.

You are focusing on women WAY too much. They are not that important. You are using them to justify who you are as a person. You may not think it, but I see it in each post. This has to do with your past as well. This is something this site can't help you with. Learning to get good with women will not help you deal with what you NEED to deal with. Like when I read that post you wrote about your father. That was the past. You saw the problem, but did you deal with it?

I don't know what your past was like, but it is seeping through each word you write like a growing ooze you're trying to contain in a coffee can. Get your past dealt with. Period. It'll make things so much easier. If you need to talk to a therapist or whatever, go for it. It'll help.

Whether it be a grudge you can't let go, or the approval from your father, you need to get it handled. These are examples. I don't know you, so I can't say. But once you do, you'll notice yourself caring less and you will feel more in control.

No judgement. Just telling it like I see it.

 

[Chamber36]

yeah I feel like I'm trying to go 100mph on a bicycle.

Don't really know what the issues are specifically that I need to deal with.
I'm guessing it's the driver's license + moving out part. I haven't been going to school so maybe that's why I'm focussing on women too much.

I came here to this site at first after an occasion where I didn't get a make-out. I have changed as a person from it all.

I feel like life is so short, and there's so much to learn, and no matter what I do I'm only scratching the surface. That's why I try and deal with everything. I am even trying to be my own therapist by using this site.

 

[Chamber36]

I am here to say that I will be gone for a while.
I have been trying too hard and focusing on the negative too much.
I've neglected the rest of my life and substituted it for an ambition to pick up women, which hasn't brought me anywhere.

I don't mean to sound cliche, and this might not count for everybody, but this site is just another pedestal.

I am not trying to bad-talk this site, it has opened my eyes to my AFC ways of before, but I think I have the knowledge now to do everything by sense. I hope to unlearn everything and just use my senses from now on.

I am not gonna set any crazy goals for myself. I am just going to go out, forget about pick-up material and the entire pick-up world, and focus on my own world. Thank all you guys for your support, criticism and advice. I learned a lot.

I want to clarify that you shouldn't consider this as though I am giving up on something I was striving for. All of this was a giant crutch for me. I was having more luck with women before I came here. My eyes are opened, so now I am leaving.

Thanks again guys. PEACE.

 

[Chamber36]

Well I am back already.

I learned a lot in my absence. It's like a hyperbolic time-chamber kind of thing. Regardless of the state I was in the while I wrote the last post, I realised that this site is quite helpful, for a number of reasons. I find a lot of answers to my questions here, which is something that I can't really get anywhere else in the world. It also helps me to process my thoughts. These are personal thoughts and I don't know how other people feel about reading them. Whether there's AFC-ism oozing out of every word... Well **** I'm going through hard times. Life isn't easy. I am learning all the time.

Yesterday at work my game was 9/10. I wasn't super-on-fire-enjoying-myself, I was just doing my job. Thing is though, I dressed up real nice, put on a new cologne which I bought for my christmas money, and put some gel in my hair when it was dry. This gave me an entirely new look. I usually put wax in the hair while it's wet. Anyway my hair was nice and gelled up, and my new cologne was POIGNANT. Anyway, the girls were swarming around me like flies!! I was like "whoa!", couldn't believe what was happening.

I noticed my game improving along with the circumstances. My eye-contact impeccable once more. Make those women *wonder* what you're looking at. Real weird.

So I got an HB9's number. The attraction was MAXIMAL. She has a scar in between her eyes, but she was a 9.

So I gave her some chit-chat: "what are you doing for new years?"

HB9scar: "im not going to be here, bla bla bla"

We fluff. So I decide to ask her out on a date.

I go: "how about .... (I look her in the eye, vulnerability is showing, I feel myself in that familiar make or break situation) we go out here after new years?"

She says: "alright!"

So I give her my phone and let her put in the number. I was thinking dammit I don't even know her name, and she put the name in the phone and showed me, so that was that, and we said our goodbyes.

Now, the HB8 whose number I got recently and who I asked if she wanted to hit the club with me on a weekday.

I texted her yesterday and asked her if she was gonna hit the club. I said I would join, but when I got to the club my boss asked me if I wanted to work, so I went for the cash instead of the girl. Didn't really talk to her so much. Man I am not feeling so attracted to her anymore anyway.

I prefer my girl #1 who is my friend's little sister. I saw her recently and dammit her composure completely imploded. I mean she got super nervous, like a little nervous puppy in a cage, awkwardly trying to dance to the beat and looking at me for approval.

I thought to myself: "she's hot now, at 18, but what if in a few years she gets fat and pimply... She just started smoking..."

I don't mind that she smokes, I smoke, but I feel like she's doing it to get closer to me. Damn. I told her on a different occasion she shouldn't smoke, and that I also got started at 18, so she'll be addicted in no time. So she basically turned me off.

Now, HB9scar, I am afraid to text her. I have the urge to text her which I don't usually get from a girl.

I only talked to her for like 2 minutes, but attraction was through the roof, mutual, and there was chemistry. Then I think rapport was established as well because I was working, I smelled nice, girls were digging me, and I looked good.

So I'm thinking I should stall this text as long as possible. This situation is quite familiar. I got her number, I told her I wanted to go out with her after new years. So should I wait till after new years before I text her? Let me think what would happen.

The idea behind this, is to text her before she forgets about you. So I think that if I text her after new years, she'll be like: "OH!! I thought you forgot all about me!!". Where-as, if I text her today, she would be like: "Ahh, another slave boy".

She doesn't know my name or my number though... So I am really playing the mysterious and hard-to-get card here, although I was working and she knows where to find me.

Ok. I am so high, I can barely feel my hands. Speaking of which, I plan to quit smoking weed as soon as this bag runs out, which will be today. Also I'm buying The Art Of Seduction - Robert Greene, The 48 Laws Of Power - Robert Greene and Way of the Superior Man - David Deida. Plus a bag of protein powder, so I can bulk up and turn into a lean mean fighting machine.

 

[boxer89]

Dude, you gotta take it easy. I browsed through this and it's just crazy. I don't mean to put you down but just a few posts ago someone told you this too. I think you just need to chill.

 

[Chamber36]

The whole post #69 was about me taking an absence from this site. My thoughts were just still stirring up in my head and I just had to write them down.

I'm just a young man trying to find out his priorities and set up a sense of rules to live by.

I'm just trying to get as close to perfection as I can. People don't really do that by taking it easy.

I'm controversial, I study, I smoke, I perform under pressure. I feel a sense of urgency to learn the things I want to learn now, simply because I'll be interested in something else later on. So I don't think I'm going to take it easy. I am just going to focus on whatever I want to learn.

 

[Chamber36]

hello, happy new year.

To give you a feel of the vibe, all the girls were dressed up real real nice. Most of the guys were AFC's, guys on dates with the girls, or players who were really enjoying themselves. The girls were all kinda stuck-up.

Saw plenty of Hb's. My friend told some girls that I liked their friend.
Later I approached her from behind and whispered in her ear. Then she turned around, pressed her tits against me and questioned me. I told her: "I told your friends I liked you and they said your name was *chickname*"
(was trying the direct route)
She says: "noo..."

Hmm, I asked her what her correct name was, and she old me her name. I liked it, so I say: "that's a pretty name!". Anyway I continue working.

It seemed they knew my colleague, so I asked her HB9 friend if she exchanged contact details with him and then all 4 of us would do something. They seemed pretty excited about it, though they could have been lying. I said: "alright! I'm serious you know!". <---- Something I'm not going to use anymore.

You can't take these girls for their word.

I don't really trust it, but who knows, maybe we'll go out on a double-date. Hope my colleague has the contact details.

That would be pretty cool, me and my friend out with two HB9's.

I did indicate a ****load of interest to her, but hell, I only had about 30 seconds to talk to her.

Lesson1: be open, honest, and let girls press their tits against you without hesitation.
Lesson2: try and get your perceived value as high as possible. Make it skyrocket.

 

[Chamber36]

OK guys. I'm tired as hell right now, and I don't have anything special to say regarding women, though I had some profound thoughts today and I would just like to log them for future reference.

Regarding all this writing I do every few days worrying and analysing the behaviours of erronious women and female customers at the venue where I work, I am just reanalysing everything that happens through-out my days. It's nothing but harmless self-reflection. These words are nothing but a glimpse into my mind at the moment I am writing my thoughts.

Now regarding women... I have to get over my fears. What might those fears be? Probably that I feel inadequate.

OK, now concerning adequacy.... I am not inadequate. I factually am quite adequate. The reason I say so based on my knowledge of the world we live in. I am not saying I have vast knowledge of the universe, but whatever shroud or smoke that is covering up the surface of reality has been lifted in my eyes.

Now there's my friend's little sister, who I can't really get out of my head. Last time I saw her, I didn't know what to do and I didn't say anything to her. I'm not really concerned about that, because her IL is immense. It's about a 10/10.

The thing is now, I think she's attracted to me, because she sub-consciously picked up on the fact that I know things about life. What she really wants, besides a person to fulfill her sexual desires, which I would gladly do, is someone who could give meaning to her life. I don't mean that i would give meaning to her life just by being something for her to invest herself in. I mean I could teach her stuff about life and people that she doesn't know.

All in all, this is me realising that I have a golden opportunity sitting in my lap, and I just have to connect to this girl and reap the rewards. If I don't get a connect with this girl soon then I am going to hit myself over the head.

Ever since I got her number though, I've been concerned with how much time I have, how much longer will her IL be high. When will she decide to stop waiting and go for the next guy?


What it all boils down to is this: 18 yr old HB9 reaching out to me and putting pressure on the interaction. I guess this pressure could well be transformed into sexual tension.

But now I am over-analysing. Tomorrow I'll see things clearer.

Also, the ego seems to be connected to everything. It really pisses me off actually that I can't write something down here onto this site without connecting it to my ego.

The ego is basically our interpretation of what we would like to be like. We all want to be Don Juan, so whatever we write down here is directly connected to the ego. Therefore I feel I must justify everything I write, which doesn't really lead me anywhere.

Our writings here are our inner thoughts and they're connected to our interpretations of archetypes.

It's like everyone has a slightly different idea of what it means to be Don Juan. We all want to fit into the rough cut of a Don Juan. There are of course more factors that differentiate us from one another. What we fear though, is that we'll fall out of that Don Juan slot. These are our differences getting the best of us.

 

[Chamber36]

I just got home from work. I wasn't supposed to be working, but I still saw plenty of babes. Tried to remember to let them chase me. I at least need to leave the girls with the illusion they're chasing me. So anyway, I see this girl, whose name I forgot, and she squeezed my hand deliberately just to IOI me. Didn't have no time for her, but I left work quick and saw her outside. So I approach. Played the field much differently. Saw a friend, talked to him for about 2 minutes. Then I talked to them again and they ask me what I'm doing tomorrow. They tell me where they're going and they tell me to meet them there. So I'm thinking: "hmmm, do I ask for the number?....." and I'm just thinking and thinking right, and they then start about how they were going to a different club, what they were doing tomorrow, something involving a birthday, I wasn't really listening, and then they change the subject back to what I was doing tomorrow. Well.. I said I didn't know yet. They advise me to hit a specific club tomorrow, so I agree. Anyway, they grabbed their bikes and we walk down the street(meanwhile the girl stroked my arm twice). So we're walking, and I am just totally out of the zone, thinking about this hard to get business. Anyway I fvcking cracked and said: "should I call u tomorrow if I don't see u?", she's like: "I'll just see you there", and I agree.

It's not such a predicament. She IOI'd me about 10 times, I just couldn't handle being so cold!!! What I should have done is focused more on building comfort, just been nice and easygoing, wish her a good night and farewell! Tomorrow I'll just start off from square 1 and see where it goes.

Also, these girls approached me and told me they liked my hair. A few hours later they walk by and I have it tied up, they tell me to loosen it. So I say: "Nahh, It's really hot here". Of course the only word they word stuck in their head was "hot". So they tell me to turn my head, I turn, not knowing what to expect, and I get a fresh cool breath in my neck.... Damn that turned me on!!! I was freaking moaning right there over the cash register!! So I was a little dazed for a few seconds there, before I resumed work. I advise all you Don Juans to blow some air on a girls neck as soon as you get the chance. It was indescribable. Also practice insinuation.

I also encountered 3 girls trying judging this really buff guy who was about 5ft5 and he had C-cups for pecks, and he was holding a little glass of white wine. It was pretty funny come to think of it. Anyway, I turned it around and said: "well some girls have masculine features too you know", and they went straight into qualifying mode.

I also saw an HB9, she was with this huge bodybuilder type guy with plucked eyebrows and a freshly cut hair and a nice tan, basically a guido, but then italian but moroccan, probably. She was actually with an HB8 (who had so much sluttification going on to make it a 9), who also had a guido boyfriend. So I see them in front of me, and it slips out of my lips: "I don't get it!", HB9 turns around, asks me: "What don't you get?", I hesitate, making her and her boyfriend more curious, so I say: "All the pretty girls have broad foreign guys". She really ate that up, and so did her boyfriend. The HB8 was so goddam hot, she was trying to get my attention the whole time. I decided she was the type of girl who was so hot that you HAD to look at her, and if you didn't it meant you were a pvssy. This somehow differentiates her from a league of HB's which are much much hotter, but you could not stare at these girls because they'd see it as a sign of weakness.

I also observed how this guy and girl were standing next to each other waiting for me to help them, and the girl offered the guy to go first, because he was waiting longer, and the guy let the girl go first. I was actually going to help him first but he wasn't paying attention, so I help the HB. Long story short: she and I both knew that it was a sign of weakness for that guy to let the girl go first.
You would have to be a guy like Chuck Norris to be able to pull off letting girls cut in line and still be deemed respectable.

 

[Chamber36]

last night was tough as leather

There were plenty of babes and I was quite in state, but I wasn't pulling.

I'm thinking my hair might just be too long. I don't want to cut it though, I'd rather let it grow.

Saw a girl with an ass that looked like it came from the future. I meant to compliment her on it but she didn't even wan to listen, so I withheld the confidence booster, since she wouldn't have appreciated it. Though it may have been a quick and easy way to objectify her I don't think it woulda got her off her pedestal.

I'm pretty sick and tired of girls thinking that I put them on a pedestal simply because I'm attracted to them. They think they're hot sh!t just because they got a vagina, and then they act like they don't understand the dynamic.

I wonder what would have been a good strategy last night...

Edit: So I'm guessing the best thing would be to go the gentleman angle. To let the women think they'd be seducing me. Qualify them whether they are decent, sophisticated people. In an environment full of sluts, you have to qualify and ask them if they are sophisticated.

 

[Chamber36]

Well I thoroughly conditioned and combed my hair, and cut off some of the uneven locks. Also got myself a new pair of shoes. So I'm looking extra fly.
I read the Art of Mackin, and I feel much more high value now, and much more mackish. Starting to see the flaws in people who I thought had impeccable game.

Then I hit the club and drank beer for about 5 hours. I was pretty wasted at the end of the night.

I noticed early on that my micro-calibration was a bit off because I hadn't been hitting the club regularly. I don't remember very much of last night but it was a remarkable night nonetheless.

Anyway, there were these 2 girls sitting across from me, and they wouldn't break eye-contact. It seemed like they were pretty in to me. So I hand-signal if they wanna go smoke, and they agree. So just as I am about to go to the smoking section, some girl grabs the cigarette out from under my ear and runs off into the crowd!! (yea *****es were trying to get my attention).
Well I wouldn't stand for that and I tried to get my ciggy back. Didn't work.

Now then there were the 2 girls who were looking at me in the smoking section. The redhead had such an incredibly nice rack that it was hard for me to look her in the eyes.

Well, they started talking to this ugly guy next to me, and trying to ***** my attention. So I ignore them. Then they come to me, I ask where they're from(a question I'd asked thousands of times), and they say Amsterdam. My calibration was a little off, so forgive me for my clumsy lines. Anyway, 1 girl tells me that they're both heading to the other club. I am thinking that I need to pull at least a number, but experience has told me that these girls will forget about me first thing in the morning unless I get a make-out, or build immense rapport. So I decide to step in between her and her redhead friend, with assertion, but not assertively enough.

I mean I've stepped to girls so assertively, I let them know that I would not let them leave the club without at least giving me their name, an ass grab, titty flash, a number or SOMETHING. Anyway I wasn't into it 100%. .

So, at the end of the night, I was totally fvcking wasted and heading towards the door. I run into HB8 cutiepie. This girl is just one of those immensely cute giggly girls. Well I was heading towards the door, I see her and I give her a little kiss, and as I'm heading towards the door, she pushes me!! I was like WTF. Like a fvcking tampon yeah. She just used me for social proof and pushed me into the door.

Well, if it hadn't been the fact that it was a revolving door I would have put her in her place, but I was walking out anyway.

This isn't important to most of the people reading this, I'm sure. But what I am learning now is to retain composure in the club. I stopped groping people left and right, I stopped trying to attract attention. I learned to just observe the club environment in a more dynamic way. Then I forgot to deal with ungrateful *****es.

I also can tell you that the girl wouldn't have pvshed me into a revolving door had I not been forced to walk through it.

You can tell it from the pictures these girls take. If they have a cold they take a picture of kleenex and post that on facebook. The whole world is one big amusement park to them.

I don't mean to be hating on them for their outlook on life. Whether it's good, bad, natural or not, it is what it is. All we can do is not take **** from nobody.

So today I am just gonna study lots more Tariq Nasheed and focus on my gangster vibe.

 

[Chamber36]

Well I went and hit the club by myself.

I didn't have much luck. It's like people from the town only want out-of-towners. This goes for the guys and for the gals.

I saw my HB8 snookie. I didn't get very far with her because I started complaining bout losing some money, and she wouldn't wanna give me no cash, so she split. She is definitely low quality.

What I am wondering though, is that I should just sexually escalate as much as possible. I sort of tried not to go so far, because i had the feeling she didn't like when people touched her ass, lol. Anyway the attraction is mutual between us, we're both each other's types, I just try and do push/pull and it doesn't really work well with her. She acts slutty, throws herself all over me, then ignores me. So, I don't really know what I'm doing wrong. I'm just going to keep groping her to keep things interesting. She keeps throwing herself all over me so we'll see how far this can go.

I don't see many prospects around really. Maybe I should go on holiday.

I been going out in the same damn place for so many years. I had plenty of luck back in the days where making out was all you would do. I used to get a make-out every 3 weeks on average, sometimes every other week. People know I ain't no fool, I still got it in me when a girl lets her guard down. But the interest just has to be there first.

I don't think I'm doing anything wrong, things are just real hard in my region.

 

[Chamber36]

wats up fellaz. It was another night out solo for me again.

I got so damn restless last night I had to go out and hit the club. I thought I might meet my friend's lil sister, which happened of course. I'm gettin a lil tired of her already. She doesn't have much game/calibration. She and her friend were with 3 AFC's and I ignored it.

I was sittin at the bar trying to regain my composure, lookin over my shoulder at her like a school-kid, and she was lookin back. Well I don't like that sort of stuff.

Eventually about 10 girls walk in the club. 3 of which are HB9 blondes. I already knew all 3 of them. I'd tried to mack on all of them, to a certain extent I had been doing well. 1 of them told me I should be a model about 2 years ago and took my number and never called me. The other rejected me when I asked for her phone number, twice. Then I knew the third from work. I mirrored her at work, and that's how I IOI'd her.

So the third HB9 came and stood next to me at the bar last night. I mean it was an overt IOI. She was a lil nervous though, trying to talk in my ear, but eventually she got a bit more relaxed. She wouldn't stop fvckin with her phone, and I wanted to give her my number, but I couldn't think of a time bridge. I knew that if I asked for the number without a time bridge it wouldn't bear fruits.

Now I know that I had to use the "party" time bridge. Just tell her to give her your number for whenever you give a party, or something like that. For one thing though, it felt really really damn good to be sitting at the bar and have a HB9 approach me for a change, and stay there for a good 10-15 minutes, breaking the awkward silences and everything.

So at the very end of the night when I was ready to leave, I run into HB9 blonde #1, the one who I met a few years ago. She actually bought me a drink that time she got my number, basically the same thing as with my friend's lil sister, except I was more oblivious to the fact she was gamin me. It was pretty weird. She went indirectly, but I digress.

I saw her and she was real belligerent and stuff. I approach and say "are you sober or drunk? In between?" She says "why?". I am like: "I think you're losing your composure.". She says: "what about you?". I say: "I lost my composure a long time ago!". She laughed. So I say: "I thought you were going to call me you know". She told me she lost the number. I forgave her. Then there was a huge guy standing next to me lookin real real awkward at both of us.

Anyway, I'm not intimidated by anything, I was just weirded out a lil bit. So I ask her if she knows him because he's lookin real weird. She said no, and as I walk off she gives me a kiss on my cheek. Real real cute. So that put a big smile on my face.

I went downstairs to get my jacket, and made some small-talk with the wardrobe girl. Then I managed to get her number on the premise that she would invite me to a party at her place. I don't have much confidence in her word, but I will text her today and give her my number.

Anyway when I went back up I ran into HB9 blonde #2, which rejected me twice already. I can tell she's the mother hen. And her arrogance seems to be gradually increasing. I mean I didn't want to talk to her because she rejected me twice, so I just gave her some smiles nods and winks, you know. Then she pushed my hat off my head. It fell on the floor. I picked it up and showed it to her. She tried to fvcking avoid the problem, wouldn't apologise. She looked damn beautiful though. I was thinking of telling her but dammit I sure as hell didn't want to give her the satisfaction of letting her know. So I just left it at that and went home.

 

[Chamber36]

Don't have much to say, went raving friday, neglected to kiss HB9 brunette.

Saw 1 of the HB9 blondes last night she was nice, so I just keep it on that note.

The reason I wanted to make an entry is because as I was walking to the dancefloor yesterday, I found this girl like a rose in a graveyard, really. She was looking incredibly cute, it was ridiculous. With light brown colored eyes and a dark brown outline around the iris. It was real pretty. Saw a dude next to her, and asked if it was his sister. He said yes. I said she is cute.

So I walk by, and she is lookin at me, she was HB9 material, but she was only about 1m65 tall. I'd never seen such a short girl who deserved HB9 status. It's just too bad I didn't get to know her a little bit better. I was actually quite fascinated but she was very shy.

So, it went like this, I walk by, and at the last moment I turn over my shoulder and tell her: "I said you were cute", because she was wondering what I told her brother. She laughed, so I say: "how old are you, 16?", she said: "no".

Reanalysing the situation now, i realise I got carried away and fell for her game by guessing her age. I go: "18?", she says no. "17?", and she responds "yes". So I say: "where are you from?" She says: "Amsterdam". Now there was an imbalance because I asked her 4 questions and she only told me 2 things.

However her eye-contact and her smile told me she liked me.

I laid off her for a few seconds and talked to other people. A girl approached me and gave me a hug, and then 3 more people. So I guess they realised that I knew lots of people. I figured I was back in her good graces by then because I'd been thoroughly DHV'd by all my acquaintances.

I was wondering whether to reopen her, and then she walked off. I knew in my mind that I had to reopen her that very second really, and that I could, because of the DHV's, still I didn't do it. I see this girl as an omen of better things to come when I arrive in Amsterdam.

I might get in to reading "The Power of Now". I know that I should really enjoy myself better in parties and get to know people because you never know what it might bring in the future.

Keep it positive guys!!