Inspiration

I got an interesting and VERY long email today, that kind of made me think, I wont quote all of it as it is quite personal, but this 1 line really got to me,

“How do you do it? How do you get pumped up before you go clubs? How do you stay inspired to do this? I fail once in a night, and then that’s it for me, I’m depressed for a weak…”

I thought about it for a while, and then it occurred to me. How can you not be inspired? Shouldn’t personal better-ness be your number 1 priority? We have a few short years on this earth, don’t you want to leave it knowing you went all out? Really sit down and think about that one, some people don’t even go out and do the 30 mins of regular exercise a day needed to keep a healthy body. The number 1 excuse, I have no time! I work all day, come home, cook, take care of kids then work some more! If you can’t spare only 30mins a day, you really have to sitdown and re-evaluate your life, and priorities.

 I started to learn pickup, because I found it was a part of my life that I could do better in. However it didn’t dominate my life to the point where if I failed I felt depressed! I want you all to say this loud and proud, PICKUP ISN’T EVERYTHING. Picking up women should only be a subsection of your life, just as physical and mental health are other subsections. I love failing sets just as much at closing them! By failing I get to learn something new. I get better. I consider what I did wrong, think of something to fix it, and keep on going. Same with closing sets, except you know what you did right, and you try it again. But whatever you do, and I can’t stress this, it should NEVER dominate your life! When you get home from a session of sarging, spend no more than 30mins at home, evaluating yourself (even this is a bit much!) and then forget about sarging.

I really hope my brother who emailed me reads this, and the much longer reply I sent to him. And really learns from it. And I hope I can help anyone else who needs it. As you can see there are NO ads on this site, unlike other pickup sites, nor will their ever be, I want people to learn from this, and better their lives.

Enough of the preaching Sleek!

-Sleek

some self validation

if you need some empowering check out this flash, just substitute your name where i put sleek and watch it,

http://www.sleek.youaremighty.com/

and watch!

Match their energy levels!

This is just some quick advice for approaching. I see many people fail this simple peice of social skill, and it is quite fundamental. When you approach a set, at a club, bar, ball, always remeber to match their energy levels, or be slightly above. What does this mean? Never walk into a group of girls, at a club, all drinking, chatting having a great time, when your having an average time and are just moping around. People dont want to associate with people at lower states than themselves. So when you walk up to them, act like your having a blast, have a good tone to your voice, and be constantly smiling. Show that your having fun, and that together you can all have a lot of fun!

Simple tip, drastic results. Try it!

Need Writers

I am embarking on a little project that I hope will help serve the PickUP community. What I need are some relativley smart people who can volunteer there time. I cant really release more information that that, but if you are interested, please post in the comments.

Building that sexual tension…

I have a friend, who besides being absolutley gorgeous, she is very fun to chat too and has a great personality. She is easy a HB8.5 and when she dolls herself up, she jumps to HB9. A true natural beauty. However back in my afc days, I was so in love with her, I befriended her, I did little erins for her, I was the nice guy.

Now she knows that I have changed, I am a lot more confident from back then. However, as I jumped into that friend zone, I have found it hard to jump out. Until I realised something. I had never spoken about sex with this girl. We talked about relationships, etc. but nothing too sexual. The other day a “friend of mine”, used this technique on me, and I felt the results. So today I tried it.

I spoke to my friend via the internet, and chatted away are usual bull shit. Then I completely turned the tide of the conversation with a single line, “Do you like giving head?”, I know it may appear ‘vulgar’, but I realised that if she is turned off, but I needed something extreme. She was taken back by it, I could feel the awkwardness, so before she could respond I said “Dont answer if your to shy about it”, she immediatley responded with, “well i dont hate it, i dont mind it i guess… why?”. I then went off on a routine I was making on the fly about how I know some girls who enjoy it so much and some that hate it, just wanted to know why people think diffrently. From then we kept on the sexual theme for an hour, it was as if the floodgates were open, and it was all rushing out. I felt the sexual tension building slowly, she had never thought of me in this way, until now it was working.

I will keep use informed on my progress with her, as I try jump the friend hurdle.

making the jump from friend to sex zone

They say its impossible. They say its not worth it. They say its dangerous. But I cant help myself. I have a few ‘friends’ that I would love to sleep with.

So for you guys, I am going to jepordize my friendships to prove the theory wrong. To do the conversion. To make a friend, into a more than that. This is going to be a side-mission, and will have its own category.

Wish me luck.

A female pua outgames me?

This is a very crazy story. Majoritiy of events take place in a short space of time. It happened a couple of days ago. Well, just read it.

Start of Story.

I met BlueEyes (her pseudonym for anonimity) at a local trendy clothing store in my area. She had a real bad-girl trapped in a sweet girls body look and was easily a 9 in looks. I noticed she was looking at guys clothes, so I pretended to browse near her, and opened with “You know, I hate how all guy clothes these days seems to be well, girly”. She looked at me innocently and replied in a very sexy voice, “yea well, it suits most guys” and eyed me up and down. Did she just neg me? A bit taken away, I smiled and left. I was too shocked.

I walked across the room to the shoe area, and started browsing, trying to forget what happened. I found a pair of shoes I liked and looked around for an shop-assistant to help me, I immediately set my eyes on a cute little brunette folding some clothes behind me, I walked up to her and asked if she could assist me in some difficult decisions.

Note: Girls love giving advice, so if you see a hot service-assistant at a store, and even though you know what you want, always ask for her opinion.

She followed me, and we got into a conversation about the shoes. I playfully negged her with, “Wow your so bossy, how do your friends put up with you” and she playfully slapped my arm. IOI.
After talking about shoes, I decided to try stack another opener on her, this time the “Flossing or brushing serious question”. She laughed and giggled and everything was going fine… and then she arrived.

BlueEyes must have got pissed at waiting to be served while I was flirting with the counter chick. She came in all smiles. She opened with “Hi sorry, can I just but in and ask where you got your hair done, its amazing”. I was cut out. Immediately I started feeling awkward, I was standing around like an idiot while they talked about their hair. Feeling defeated, I started to look around seeing how I could get out of there. BlueEyes saw this.
As if to rub the salt in, she looked at the pair of shoes I was holding and still whilst smiling or breaking a sweat says “Wow those shoes are hot, and by the looks of it, you really need new ones, I bet Jess here picked them out for ya”. She negged me. Lowered my value. And complimented the service assistant, whose name she already had by now all in one go.

However she pulled it off so well, I wasn’t sure if she meant to say it like that, or she was actually ‘attacking’ me. Not wanting to back down, I immediately replied with a line I’ve been using for a while,
I laughed, quite convincingly and half laughing, half speaking replied “wow haha out of everyone here, I don’t expect you to give advice on style” I beamed a smile straight after.
As I delivered it, I realized it was a bit rough, but I hated this girl. She was actually trying to out game me. Feeling I had won even before I finished, I was in no way prepared to what she replied with, almost mechanically, as if she knew what I was going to say. “Well I guess it depends on your definition of style”. Smile. I had lost, I was speechless. I’ve only been playing the game for a few months, she obviously was much more advance.

However I still wasn’t sure if she was playing the game, or she was just naturally like that. There was an awkward pause after she said that, my mind was screaming, ABORT! ABORT! Then, I guess sensing her win, she saved me with “Well anyway, Jess can I buy these, I got to get out of here”, Jess looked at me and said “Hope I helped with the shoes” and they walked off together. Game. Set. Match.
I watched as they left, still wondering what happened, feeling defeated, and confused. Then the denial came, as I watched her walk away with my target my mind started going wild with rage, I hated BlueEyes, she inadvertently ruined my game, being the smart-ass little bitch she messed me up, no way she was that good, she was lucky. Then something happened that made my mind do a complete 180. As they walked away, BlueEyes lifted her hand to flick her hair out behind her ears, it was unmistakable, a true attack, she was playing, she was good, mid flick, her hand turned into the international symbol of Fuck You, she gave me the finger.

I had to get out of there, I couldn’t handle it. I walked out the store and onto the bench and just sat there. I stared at the ground, trying to work out what happened. Then I saw them, the strappy sandals, and the pink toenail makeup.

BlueEyes: “Mind if I sit down?”
Me: “uhh sure”
BlueEyes: “That was fun?”
Me: “what?”
BlueEyes: “haha so cute” *ruffle my hair*
Me: “hands of the merchandise” (vain attempt to bring back myself back)
BlueEyes: “haha here is my number, call me this weekend if you want to come see me”
Me: *shocked*
BlueEyes: ” ciao ciao” (school girl smile)

End of Story

It’s been 2 days, and I’ve been staring at the number wondering what to do. If anyone has had experience with this, please reply in the comments.

Hypnosis

I’ve been listening to a lot of NLP audio and Subliminal Hypnosis tapes lately, and I now honestly think it is working. Everyone should look around for the audio-tapes online, at bookstores wherever. Google is also an awesome tool, look around the net, and ye shall find.

Some great links

Here are some awesome links to help you out!

• Check out this podcast, by this awesome son of a bitch called Playersupreme - PlayerSupreme Podcast
• Style Life Challenge Files – Style Life Files