A new me

I used to have a decent level of game. This was back in high school and my first two years of college. I had a very attractive girlfriend, and once we broke up, I had numerous sexual encounters in the next few years.

Then something happened. I couldn't approach girls. There was nothing that I could talk about with them. I lost my balls. When going out to bars, I would just talk with my group of friends. Sure, I'd stare down the HBs strolling by, but that's all it amounted to.

I noticed this change, but I could do nothing about it. Looking back, I was absolutely pathetic. Strangely, though, at the time, I would always make excuses to justify my inaction with girls (she is a skank, her nose is too big, I don't have a condom, etc.). Somehow in my mind, having no sex life was perfectly fine with me.

That is until I started watching The Pick Up Artist on VH1 during my senior year in college. The losers on the show were exactly like me. Sure, I laughed at them and I definitely thought that surely I wasn't that sad. But in reality, I could have easily been on that show (and probably eliminated the second week).

The more episodes I watched, the more intrigued I got. I did some research and found the names of the major players in the seduction community. I noticed that some had written books. The reviews on Amazon were all great, but I never had the desire to purchase them.

Fast forward about a year later (which is about two months ago). It's been over three years since I've had sex. THREE FUCKING YEARS. I'm 23 years old and SINGLE. I SHOULD BE OUT FUCKING, GOD DAMNIT.

I bought Tony Clink's The Layguide and Style's The Game on the same day. A couple days before that, I bought High Powered Investing for Dummies to gather more information on an upcoming job.

I'm almost done with The Game, and three quarters through The Layguide. I didn't finish the first chapter of High Powered Investing.

And now, I hate to cut this short, but I'm late for work. I'll add to this later tonight.