Being in love with a chick helps your game and your happiness... or does it?
09-24-2012, 01:23 PM
Guys, this is a true story! I was just motivated to share it... But know that I am only new to day game, I had done a lot of night game before being in the relationship for two years, but had no idea how to approach girls in the day. Since I have become vegan and don't drink, I was facing some dilemmas on night game until got familiarized with Roosh's day game.
Introduction
It all started several weeks ago, I had just come back from a long 2-year relationship a few months ago. I was devastated at the unfairness of life, but over these two years, a part of my brain was vicariously accumulating precious data and make me ready to become a pick up champion. I had read more than 150 books on different subjects and had made my mind quite strong through meditation.
A few weeks ago, was just the right time to be introduced to Roosh's masterpieces, it seemed that our beloved guru has been waiting for the right time to pick up his prominent student...
I had changed a lot during these two years. I drink no more and meditate two hours everyday. I even became vegan. Therefore, the day game seemed the right opportunity to unleash my latent talents.
I am a phd student in a wonderful city in Canada. I started going to library and talking to girls. I would hit them with " do you know how to connect to wifi in here?", then I would pretend to follow their instructions on my cellphone. My cellphone's screen is broken, so I go on explaining to them how I had it broken when I was traveling for 6 months in India seeking spiritual enlightenment (of course I've never been to India, but know everything about it). Then I talk about how I meditated in a cave for 3 months once without talking to anyone, and being celibate... then I talk about my other travel stories to Europe, etc, and before I know it I have her number. I started getting 4-5 numbers everyday. Here are a few of my observations:
1. A met a lot of flaky bitches, they show all ioi's but cancel the date one hour before it takes place. Though our guru doesn't like what his humble disciple is doing, I developed a method for fucking flakey bitches. It's as follows:
a. You have to make sure that she absolutely likes you, if you only talked for 15 mins and she flaked you can't do anything. but sometimes in the library, I talk to the bitch for an hour, I escalate and do a lot of kino, make her laugh, read her palm, and see the spark of love in her eyes, and she still flakes. This strategy only works on these bitches.
b. I am a scientist, and look at the flakey bitches as soulless objects that I can investigate. So if you really start to think/care about them, not only that you can't fuck her, you are already fucked.
c. You have to be beta here, I reprimand her slightly for being flakey, and they always reply angrily that they are not flaky and just have a lot of problems going on. Then I explain how our sensations are similar, and I get this vibe in less than 30 % of the girls that I meet. For the sake of the deep connection that we had, I just wanted to give a cpr last attempt to see you in reality... this has worked in 2 out of 6 chicks so far. and I fucked one of them. You must remember that the next time you see the chick, you should pretend that nothing has happened. Forget that you have been a beta.
2. I had my first bang on the third day. I spent less than 20 mins on a psychology major 7 ranking chick and took her home. I asked her to come home with me after I read her palm and told her that I know a better sensation method that can tell her everything about her future, but it doesn't work when other people are around. I took her home (I live on Campus), and fucked her after 30 mins. She showed resistance at first, but I kept shooting shit at her that you should be present and stop all the judgement.
3.I directly tell girls after banging them that I am not looking for something serious right now. I treat them like shit. Return their text messages anytime that I wish and they dig it.
Part II
Two weeks ago, I met an 8.5 on the bus to University. I talked to her about her cellphone, found out that she is a professional dancer. I felt great sensations around her, and she was different from the rest of the shallow blonde chicks that I had been seeing. I talked to her right away about my imaginary trip to India, and my mediation and how I penetrated my subconscious mind and reached Nirvana (ultimate happiness in Buddhism) in a cave after not talking to anyone for 50 days! and being celibate, I smirked... We started to get connected really well after talking incessantly for 40 mins, she was seeing through me with her eye contact, showing all ioi's and shit. She has the most perfect natural body you can ever imagine...
I texted her and we had our first date in a beautiful eastern place with magnificent afghan carpets hanging on the wall! I arrived, and started shooting shit at her... I am a master of representing my super fucking boring job as the most fun thing that someone can do... She explained about her dancing, and I pretended that I am listening to her... the conversation was going really well... I got closer to her... took her hands and started caressing them. I looked into her eyes and we kissed. She was so beautiful, so innocent, so feminine, so not flaky! sorry Roosh!!!
At some point the waitress chick came to ask us something, and then she saw us looking deeply into each others eyes, she said, "oh you guys are so cute, sorry that I interrupted."
I asked her to come home with me, we got on the bus (she lives somewhere between the restaurant and my place), We saw another one of her friends on the bus and I saw how happy/proud she was to introduce me to her friend. In the middle of the way she said we should do it some other time. I didn't push. I held her and kissed her and told her I'll see you again. She whispered in my ears that she really enjoyed her night.
This happened last week on Tuesday. Right now I have 4 fuck buddies that satisfy all my sexual desires. On Wednesday, I didn't reply to any of my fbuddies texts. I just text them with a one hour notice, and they show up. I kept thinking about her. It was so sweet, the touch of her lips, the warmth of her body. Then I realized, I have delayed my pleasure... I could have fucked her. If she was one of the flakey arrogant bitches, I wouldn't hesitate to fuck the shit out of her ass and then dump her for she does not deserve a drop of the ocean of my affection. However, this dancer, is so innocent, she is in touch with her body and has remained feminine. I kept thinking about her the next day, I wanted to be more beta and text her and ask her out again. I wanted to tell her how much I miss her... but fuck this world that it doesn't allow romantic guys to exist... so I didn't ooze out my needy game. I hope you guys see my point!
The next day, I asked a Canadian born Asian girl to come over. I gave her my dick to suck, but I kept thinking about my dancer. I fucked her, but didn't enjoy it that much. The next day I was suffering from the golden cock syndrome, and neither called fbuddies nor picked up new girls. The next day, I asked a shallow blonde to come over, I gave her my dick to suck, but didn't really feel like fucking. Before cumming, I told her, I don't want her to finish me off, just give me a message. The next day, I asked my African friend with benefits to come over and bring some Ethiopian cuisine. She told me that my room looks like shit, and started cleaning. I fucked her, but was thinking about the dancer again... I even had problems getting a hard-on. It's never happened to me before and I am only 25.
"If you can't get a boner with a hot Ethiopian at the age of 25, it shows that you are in love with someone else."
Yesterday, I went to the bookstore on Campus and picked up 3 girls from 7-8 approaches. They are fuckable. But the reason for this success is I don't give a shit about any other girl. As Roosh says, they are lubricated holes. So I don't put out neediness. I just love my dancer! and it's a very sweet feeling. I feel better than fucking her.
Conclusion
You have to wait for an update to see how it goes. I don't know if I will ever have sex with my beautiful dancer... I have become a beta with respect to her. But damn, it feels good! I can easily flush her out of my mind if I want. It just requires 30 mins of meditation. But I don't want to, because it feels great. So guys my conclusion is that, if you are not craving for pussy (have fuck buddies that appear in your room within a 2 hour notice, and bring you food), it feels so goddamned good to fall in love with a chick, even though you may fuck yourself out of the chance of being with her forever. But I certainly hope that this feminine dancer love of mine would treat me right, as I look into her eyes in two days and smile and kiss her....
Tima
Introduction
It all started several weeks ago, I had just come back from a long 2-year relationship a few months ago. I was devastated at the unfairness of life, but over these two years, a part of my brain was vicariously accumulating precious data and make me ready to become a pick up champion. I had read more than 150 books on different subjects and had made my mind quite strong through meditation.
A few weeks ago, was just the right time to be introduced to Roosh's masterpieces, it seemed that our beloved guru has been waiting for the right time to pick up his prominent student...
I had changed a lot during these two years. I drink no more and meditate two hours everyday. I even became vegan. Therefore, the day game seemed the right opportunity to unleash my latent talents.
I am a phd student in a wonderful city in Canada. I started going to library and talking to girls. I would hit them with " do you know how to connect to wifi in here?", then I would pretend to follow their instructions on my cellphone. My cellphone's screen is broken, so I go on explaining to them how I had it broken when I was traveling for 6 months in India seeking spiritual enlightenment (of course I've never been to India, but know everything about it). Then I talk about how I meditated in a cave for 3 months once without talking to anyone, and being celibate... then I talk about my other travel stories to Europe, etc, and before I know it I have her number. I started getting 4-5 numbers everyday. Here are a few of my observations:
1. A met a lot of flaky bitches, they show all ioi's but cancel the date one hour before it takes place. Though our guru doesn't like what his humble disciple is doing, I developed a method for fucking flakey bitches. It's as follows:
a. You have to make sure that she absolutely likes you, if you only talked for 15 mins and she flaked you can't do anything. but sometimes in the library, I talk to the bitch for an hour, I escalate and do a lot of kino, make her laugh, read her palm, and see the spark of love in her eyes, and she still flakes. This strategy only works on these bitches.
b. I am a scientist, and look at the flakey bitches as soulless objects that I can investigate. So if you really start to think/care about them, not only that you can't fuck her, you are already fucked.
c. You have to be beta here, I reprimand her slightly for being flakey, and they always reply angrily that they are not flaky and just have a lot of problems going on. Then I explain how our sensations are similar, and I get this vibe in less than 30 % of the girls that I meet. For the sake of the deep connection that we had, I just wanted to give a cpr last attempt to see you in reality... this has worked in 2 out of 6 chicks so far. and I fucked one of them. You must remember that the next time you see the chick, you should pretend that nothing has happened. Forget that you have been a beta.
2. I had my first bang on the third day. I spent less than 20 mins on a psychology major 7 ranking chick and took her home. I asked her to come home with me after I read her palm and told her that I know a better sensation method that can tell her everything about her future, but it doesn't work when other people are around. I took her home (I live on Campus), and fucked her after 30 mins. She showed resistance at first, but I kept shooting shit at her that you should be present and stop all the judgement.
3.I directly tell girls after banging them that I am not looking for something serious right now. I treat them like shit. Return their text messages anytime that I wish and they dig it.
Part II
Two weeks ago, I met an 8.5 on the bus to University. I talked to her about her cellphone, found out that she is a professional dancer. I felt great sensations around her, and she was different from the rest of the shallow blonde chicks that I had been seeing. I talked to her right away about my imaginary trip to India, and my mediation and how I penetrated my subconscious mind and reached Nirvana (ultimate happiness in Buddhism) in a cave after not talking to anyone for 50 days! and being celibate, I smirked... We started to get connected really well after talking incessantly for 40 mins, she was seeing through me with her eye contact, showing all ioi's and shit. She has the most perfect natural body you can ever imagine...
I texted her and we had our first date in a beautiful eastern place with magnificent afghan carpets hanging on the wall! I arrived, and started shooting shit at her... I am a master of representing my super fucking boring job as the most fun thing that someone can do... She explained about her dancing, and I pretended that I am listening to her... the conversation was going really well... I got closer to her... took her hands and started caressing them. I looked into her eyes and we kissed. She was so beautiful, so innocent, so feminine, so not flaky! sorry Roosh!!!
At some point the waitress chick came to ask us something, and then she saw us looking deeply into each others eyes, she said, "oh you guys are so cute, sorry that I interrupted."
I asked her to come home with me, we got on the bus (she lives somewhere between the restaurant and my place), We saw another one of her friends on the bus and I saw how happy/proud she was to introduce me to her friend. In the middle of the way she said we should do it some other time. I didn't push. I held her and kissed her and told her I'll see you again. She whispered in my ears that she really enjoyed her night.
This happened last week on Tuesday. Right now I have 4 fuck buddies that satisfy all my sexual desires. On Wednesday, I didn't reply to any of my fbuddies texts. I just text them with a one hour notice, and they show up. I kept thinking about her. It was so sweet, the touch of her lips, the warmth of her body. Then I realized, I have delayed my pleasure... I could have fucked her. If she was one of the flakey arrogant bitches, I wouldn't hesitate to fuck the shit out of her ass and then dump her for she does not deserve a drop of the ocean of my affection. However, this dancer, is so innocent, she is in touch with her body and has remained feminine. I kept thinking about her the next day, I wanted to be more beta and text her and ask her out again. I wanted to tell her how much I miss her... but fuck this world that it doesn't allow romantic guys to exist... so I didn't ooze out my needy game. I hope you guys see my point!
The next day, I asked a Canadian born Asian girl to come over. I gave her my dick to suck, but I kept thinking about my dancer. I fucked her, but didn't enjoy it that much. The next day I was suffering from the golden cock syndrome, and neither called fbuddies nor picked up new girls. The next day, I asked a shallow blonde to come over, I gave her my dick to suck, but didn't really feel like fucking. Before cumming, I told her, I don't want her to finish me off, just give me a message. The next day, I asked my African friend with benefits to come over and bring some Ethiopian cuisine. She told me that my room looks like shit, and started cleaning. I fucked her, but was thinking about the dancer again... I even had problems getting a hard-on. It's never happened to me before and I am only 25.
"If you can't get a boner with a hot Ethiopian at the age of 25, it shows that you are in love with someone else."
Yesterday, I went to the bookstore on Campus and picked up 3 girls from 7-8 approaches. They are fuckable. But the reason for this success is I don't give a shit about any other girl. As Roosh says, they are lubricated holes. So I don't put out neediness. I just love my dancer! and it's a very sweet feeling. I feel better than fucking her.
Conclusion
You have to wait for an update to see how it goes. I don't know if I will ever have sex with my beautiful dancer... I have become a beta with respect to her. But damn, it feels good! I can easily flush her out of my mind if I want. It just requires 30 mins of meditation. But I don't want to, because it feels great. So guys my conclusion is that, if you are not craving for pussy (have fuck buddies that appear in your room within a 2 hour notice, and bring you food), it feels so goddamned good to fall in love with a chick, even though you may fuck yourself out of the chance of being with her forever. But I certainly hope that this feminine dancer love of mine would treat me right, as I look into her eyes in two days and smile and kiss her....
Tima