My Journey of change:

[NamelessOne]

Hi,

Let me introduce myself, my name is Peter Noble. I’m 24 and from the UK (England to be precise) and I have decided to come on here with the purpose of changing myself and improving my life.

So what is my problem? What needs changing? Well, I’ll get straight to the point.

 

I am utterly hopeless with women, and I am determined to do absolutely anything to change myself. I am literally willing to go through anything to become the confident kind of guy who is desirable to women.

 

With this in mind I have decided to share my journey of change in the hope that by putting myself out in the open I shall be encouraged to work hard and share my inevitable trials and tribulations.

Ok, let me just introduce myself a little further. Throughout school and university I was always shy and unwilling to participate in social gatherings through fear of meeting new people. As a result, I didn’t really make any friends at all and if I am honest, I feel that I completely wasted what should have been the most exciting and adventurous time of my life. Recently though, I have begun to realise that I am sick and tired of living inside my head and allowing fear to rule me.

 

But before I begin I am going to be brutally honest, there are several things I would like you to know about me…

 

1) I am socially aloof. I don’t know what to say or do when at parties or on nights out.

2) I am paralysed by fear at the prospect approaching and talking to women I don’t know.

3) I have never been kissed by a girl.

4) I have never had an intimate experience with a woman.

5) I am a virgin.

6) I am tired of living like this. So I will change.

 

Ok, now that I’ve got that out of the way, maybe I can begin to move forward. So let’s talk about my strengths…

 

1) I am determined. I will achieve what I set out to do.

2) I am intelligent and can learn new skills.

3) I am willing to try anything.

 

With that said, I shall begin my Blog (and hopefully, my path to change). If you would like to follow me on this process of change or offer advice and support,

 

My Blog can be found here at:

 

noblediaries.com

Edited July 23, 2012 by NamelessOne

[The Tallest One]

Namelessone, Hi there! Believe it or not, you are at a good point in life. You have recconized that things need to change in your life and your determined to make it happen. You are honest with yourself and know what areas need work. I commend you for acknowledging this here on LS!

 

First off, don't beat yourself up about being shy or being a virgin or any of that. Can't change the past and you should only focus on the task at hand. Go read oldshirt's post about online dating, it has some great tips about finding women and improving one's self in order to attrack them.

 

You need to do everything you can to improve your social skills, self confidence, etc. Walk with your head up, look people in the eye, smile at everyone you see. Use every opportunity to work on just speaking to people. Communication is a skill and practice makes perfect.

 

Don't be too anxious, be possitive around people, try hard not to complain to anyone, if your positive, you will attrack positive people. You need a good support system as well. People who love you and believe in you and will encourage you to do well. Don't just make it your goal to get laid, make it your goal simply to put yourself in social situations where you can interact with women. Be it through work, sports, hobbies, hanging out in coffee shops. Read all you can about positive thinking, books on self esteem and relationships. Take notice of current styles, what guy's your age are wearing that seem to get them noticed.

 

Basically invest time, effort, money, and knowledge in yourself. Good luck!

[NamelessOne]

Thank you, I appreciate the reply. I am trying to do all of those things you recomend. So far I've pushed myself through 10 full seperate days of just going out and trying to improve how I relate with other people by talking to random people in the street and bars. It's hard and feels weird but I'm starting to believe that if I carry on I really could change myself and become more confident.

 

Again evidence of my journey can be found on my blog at www.noblediaries.com

Edited August 3, 2012 by NamelessOne

[NamelessOne]

Ok, so I've decided to post the annals of my journey on these forums as well as on my blogsite in the hope that others will give me help and advice so here it goes...

 

When I do start posting, I would really like to hear any opinions or pieces of advice you all may have. My journey has been much more difficult than I had expected...

[NamelessOne]

I’m tired of my life the way it is right now, I know I need to change it. I’m determined to change it but the more pressing question for me is: how do I change it? Where should I go for help? After all, my dilemma is one that holds embarrassment for me, how could I ask someone for help? Aren’t we as men just meant to know exactly what it is we need to do in order to meet and date women, because if we are, it is a concept that is completely alien to me.

 

If I saw a girl I liked walking down the street where would I start? What on earth would I do or say? How do people meet normally? Do they just go to bars and get “lucky”? Or is there something more to it? Something that I’m completely missing. Anyway, I’m tired of this life. Something has got to happen, I need to do whatever it takes to unravel the mystery of how to interact with women and how to crack the enigma-code of a woman’s mind.

 

Anyway, I’ve been looking online for answers and I think I’ve found some in the form of an online community of men which has been set up specifically to share knowledge on how to date beautiful women. I want to take some of that knowledge and use it in my own life. I have agreed to meet some guys from these forums, guys who claim to be able to help me in my quest to becoming successful. I hope they are right.

 

Let the journey begin…

 

Last night I met a guy named Alan to start my journey into a new life. As a newbie this was my first experience out with another person in the field and I found it a complete success I felt like I achieved so much in only one night!

Before even meeting Alan I was pushed out of my comfort zone with a surprise text message saying that the meeting location we had chosen of the Central Library in Birmingham had changed to The Arcadian, which was a few streets away and that I was to approach girls and ask them to escort me there. Before even meeting him the lessons had begun.

 

When I finally made it to The Jam House and first met Alan I could tell instantly that he was a totally confident guy that knew a lot about the game. He also maintained a leadership persona since I’d gone there to learn from him. Almost instantly he was pushing me out of my comfort zone by telling me to approach random sets in the street. Although this was something I’d never done before or considered doing I found Alan was very charismatic and persuasive and made me feel very comfortable crossing the street and approaching sets of people.

 

Since this was my first time approaching on the street he insisted that I just go in totally directly and work on getting over approach anxiety and projecting a positive frame that would make girls want to carry on speaking with me. What surprised me was the level of success I actually had considering I was being direct. I was actually holding random girls from the street in conversation. What also surprised me was that rejection was no where near as hard as it seemed and Alan helped me to understand this. I found that I could literally say anything but as long as I had confidence radiating from me I could succeed.

 

The whole time my heart was pounding and adrenaline was pumping through me, I felt that I was really being pushed hard but at the same time I found Alan very supportive and constantly gave honest feedback on specific issues I had whether they be body language, eye contact or voice tonality problems. I found it encouraging to after each set receive feedback on my performance because what I often found was that Alan had a very different perspective to me as to how my sets had run. For example, there were a couple of sets which I thought had had negative reactions to my approach but Alan explained that actually I had done well.

 

I can tell that Alan has a lot to offer in terms of knowledge and drive; I was constantly pushed, taught and supported. I feel that I learnt far more on my night out with Alanthan I did from learning alone for two months. I just couldn’t believe the girls I was meeting and the conversations I was having. Alone I had been slowly pushing down barriers, with Alan I felt like a bulldozer knocking them down one after the other time after time. I would like to wholeheartedly thank Alanfor helping me destroy so many false beliefs in one night.

 

My best set though was a girl sat on her own on a small bench on the side of the street. My heart fluttered, she was beautiful and I knew Alan would push me in… “Peter, approach that set right now!” With thos words I dived into the fray, heart beating and blood pumping!

 

“Hey, my name’s Peter, and I had to come and talk to you…” I said as I walked over nervously trying to remember to smile.

 

“Hi.” She replied with a surprisingly friendly attitude. (I thought this would be scarier).

 

“Erm, I just saw you across the street and wanted to say that you look really nice. I don’t normally do this but I’m trying to boost my confidence with girls. Do you mind if I talk to you for a few minutes? Don’t worry, I have to go soon…”

 

“Aww that’s so sweet.” She smiled. “What’s your name?”

 

“I’m Peter, what’s your name?” This was so lame but the point was to just approach and get over the fear.

 

“I’m Emily, it’s nice to meet you.” I was starting to realise that girls weren’t the frightening demons I thought they were. To my surprise, I was actually enjoying talking to her!

 

“I’m really nervous and trying to get over my fears of talking to girls, do you have any tips?” I asked honestly. I didn’t want to push things too much, I just wanted to talk and see how things could go.

 

“Just be yourself, that’s all you can do, you are doing well so far with me.”

 

We carried on talking for what seemed like hours although it must have only been five minutes, I didn’t care if the interaction was short, I was just glad that I had found courage to talk to her. Eventually though I began to run out of things to say so I decided to simply excuse myself. I didn’t ask for a number. Why didn’t I ask for the number?! It can’ hurt to try, can it?

 

Either way I am only just beginning this journey. Tonight I was pushed. Let’s see what next time has to offer.

[NamelessOne]

Driving to Birmingham from my home in Leicestershire I was telling myself that I should strive to do as well as I did last time I met the Alan, and that I should aim for the same level of success again. If someone had told me before-hand that I would leave this night with two phone numbers from girls that I approached in the street having acquired these numbers in less than 5 minutes, and that one of the girls would text me 25 minutes after meeting her to ask me for an instant date there and then, I would not have believed them. But this is exactly what happened for me and I can hardly believe it. I know for many of you out there that this is all easy stuff but for me as anAFCwith literally no experience of asking for numbers or of closing this is a big thing. My biggest barrier up until now was actually asking for a girl’s number. Throughout these interactions Alan was observing me and making quick suggestions as well as giving social proof. As I was last week, I really feel that I was pushed hard and really forced out of my comfort zone. My two number-closes transpired as follows:

 

We were walking towards a building called the ICC in the centre ofBirminghamand I had done several sets and was feeling pretty good about the whole evening so far, besides it was warm, everyone was cheerful and nothing could dampen my mood this day. Whilst walking towards the main entrance of the ICC I noticed two beautiful dark-haired girls come out of the large glass doors of the building. They were both pretty young, about nineteen to twenty two years old; with their slim frames and bright eyes they reminded me of small antelope.

 

I looked at Alan, he didn’t need to say anything, I knew he wanted me to approach. Normally I need time to focus before going in but in this moment, in this state, I felt like I could do anything so I ran forward without hesitation.

 

I found the interaction to go well, there weren’t really any awkward silences which meant it flowed pretty well. From time to time Alan would jump into the conversation demonstrating how he talks to girls. One thing that I’ve noticed is that he introduces sexual innuendo very quickly. He then seeks a deeper level of rapport before eventually asking for numbers and usually being successful. Damn, I wish I could be that good.

My targets for next time shall be to try and practice what I have done today but on my own.

[dmmm]

Hi

 

So are you saying Alan is like a dating coach for you? How did you meet him?

[NamelessOne]

Hi, Alan isn't really a dating coach, I have found out that there is a community of guys out there that share tips on how to be more confident with women. He is the kind of guy who is a "natural" and he's offered to help me become more confident.

[NamelessOne]

Driving to Birmingham from my home in Leicestershire I was telling myself that I should strive to do as well as I did last time I met the Alan, and that I should aim for the same level of success again. If someone had told me before-hand that I would leave this night with two phone numbers from girls that I approached in the street having acquired these numbers in less than 5 minutes, and that one of the girls would text me 25 minutes after meeting her to ask me for an instant date there and then, I would not have believed them. But this is exactly what happened and I can hardly believe it. I know for many of you out there that this is all easy stuff but for me as a person with literally no experience of asking for numbers this is a big thing. My biggest barrier up until now was actually asking for a girl’s number.

 

Throughout the interactions I was having with women Alan was observing me and making quick suggestions as to what I would need to do/say next.

 

Like I was last week, I really feel that I was pushed hard and really forced out of my comfort zone. My two number-closes transpired as follows:

 

We were walking towards a building called the ICC in the centre of Birminghamand I had done several sets and was feeling pretty good about the whole evening so far, it was warm, everyone was cheerful and nothing could dampen my mood that day. Whilst walking towards the main entrance of the ICC (a large convention centre in Birmingham) I noticed two beautiful dark-haired girls come out of the large glass doors of the building. They were both pretty young, about nineteen to twenty years old; with their slim frames and bright eyes they reminded me of small antelope.

 

I looked at Alan but he didn’t need to say anything, I knew he wanted me to approach. Normally I need time to focus before going in but in and approaching but for this moment I felt like I could do anything so I ran forward without hesitation.

 

I found the interaction to go well, there weren’t really any awkward silences which meant it flowed pretty well. From time to time Alan would jump into the conversation demonstrating how he talks to girls. One thing that I’ve noticed is that he introduces sexual innuendo very quickly. He then seeks a deeper level of rapport with his targets before eventually asking for numbers and usually being successful. Damn, I wish I could be that good.

 

My targets for next time shall be to try and practice what I have done today but on my own. I want to be able to rely on myself and have an ability to approach anyone I want without being held back by approach anxiety and the fear of rejection.

[NamelessOne]

Last night was tough, really tough…I went out again with Alan and some other guys I’ve met whilst out and about in Birmingham but not all was so easy.

Now to specifics of the night, what did I actually experience and learn? Well, I got ridiculed by other guys for the second time, but this time it was much more merciless. I´ll explain more in a moment since I find this a story which really shows how lame some people can be. To balance out I’ll also mention one good set that I approached.

 

Ok well first I may as well talk about some guys who were just so annoying!

Basically Alan and I entered a bar which was, despite the youth of the night, flowing with attractive girls. After I’d warmed up by talking to two sisters Alan told me to approach two really pretty girls who were sat down at a table in a central position in the bar. About 10 feet behind these girls next to the bar’s entrance and some large French windows were about six other guys drinking their beers and trying to look cool huddled together in a friendship group whilst eying-up girls but not actually talking to them.

 

Alan said I should go in direct by telling them they were gorgeous (this was to get me over my fear of complimenting girls). So, I strengthened my resolve and walked forward towards the two-set, trying to look calm and happy even though I was crumbling with fear on the inside. What if these gorgeous girls completely rejected me and blew me out in front of all these people?!

 

“Hey guys, you are really good-looking so I thought I would come and talk to you for a few minutes, don’t worry, I have to go soon so I wont take up too much of your time.” I said smiling whilst I tried to remain calm.

 

“Hi, thank you.” They both replied in unison as I quickly went to sit down at their table.

 

I can’t remember exactly what we talked about but the conversation seemed to be going so well, I had the girls smiling and laughing at my jokes. It was at this point I could see the guys next to the window watching, laughing at me, and making Jokes. I ignored them; I was determined to show these cowardly guys how to have the guts to go up and talk to pretty girls... But…Without warning all six carrion birds swooped into my set. They were blatantly using me as an excuse to talk to these two gorgoeus girls. As the creeps they were, they approached the girls from behind blurting into the conversation by telling the girls how much of a desperate loser I must be and whether they needed rescuing from me. The whole thing stank of insecurity it made me (and the girls) sick to our stomachs, they were completely tactless. It wasn’t just the comments that angered me, it was the clear audacity that they would so cheaply use me, a guy who actually had the balls to approach these girls as an excuse to try and get into the conversation.

Some of the comments thrown at me were:

 

“Oh you don’t want to talk to him!”

“LOL haha he’s punching way above his weight!”

“Look at your hair mate, what happened?!” (to this I asked one of the girls her opinion of my hair, she said it looked nice. The guy did not like this!)

“Well done mate, you have balls but you also have no chance.”

“Is this guy harassing you?”

 

Needless to say the set was ruined by all this negativity and although I soldiered on for the number close, I failed. My target explained that she had a boyfriend though I doubt this.

 

OK well I have been talking about all the negatives, I did have some very good sets, for example, right at the beginning of the night at our opening venue Wetherspoons, Alan told me to approach two really hot Asian girls (Indian Asian not Chinese Asian for you Americans reading this…) All I can say was wow, these girls were the best of the night and my conversation opener ran so well. I went in with an opinion opener and asked,

 

“Who do you two think lies more men or women?”. As I opened and sat down I could see some girls at an adjacent table giving me eye contact and smiling at as though to say “well done” and “good luck” which gave me confidence. Since the set was running so well with smiles and laughter I decided to see how far I could push things and see if she would be open enough to walk across the room with me to Alan (he set me a challenge to get a girl to leaver her seat and follow me) so I said:

 

“The reason I ask is because my friend over there (pointing to Alan) says that women only think men lie more, and if I can get a girl to tell him women lie more he will buy me a drink. So come with me a second and tell him that women lie more…”

 

The slighly friendlier one complied, I took her hand, helped her out of her seat. She walked ahead of me so I put my hand on her lower back and pushed her towards Alan, she didn’t respond negatively so I took this as a good sign. She then told Alan that women lie more and I led her back. (At this point I wasn’t sure how significant this all was, but in his post approach analysis Alan explained that this was the ultimate compliance and that I did well!) Unfortunately my negative mind got in the way and I asked for her number in the most lame way of

 

“Can I have your number please?” Wow, what was wrong with me?

 

Anyway, it is all a learning curve and although I didn’t get any numbers or seem to make any progress I guess that I learnt a lot that I can bring forward to the next time I sarge. I don’t mind that this night wasn’t great. I’ll keep pushing forward and hopefully I’ll improve next week. Besides I feel like I am starting to learn a lot about myself and others, especially how supportive people can be.

Edited August 27, 2012 by NamelessOne

[NamelessOne]

Ok os today I just wanted to write about my first ever date that I’m still completely excited about! It seemed to go so well and Alice (the girl I went out with) wants to see me again.

 

It feels so early on in the process and I’ve already had my first date! Ok, I know this all sounds silly for most people, but you guys don’t realise how pathetically useless I was (perhaps still am) with women. Let me put it into perspective for you. This is my second date in my life EVER and I am 23. Either way, let’s get into the details of the night.

 

My expectations were high and my heart was racing as I walked towards the small bridge that led to Brindley Place from the ICC.

 

I knew that I would need to be confident if I was to be successful tonight, after all she was a hot girl, she’d been on many dates, and I was a complete novice who had not even earned his wings. We’d agreed to meet at 6:00pm but I had arrived early, this was my first ever date and I was sure as hell going to make sure that I arrived on time for it, so I had planned to arrive ten minutes early. In hindsight I should have simply aimed to arrive on time, those ten minutes of waiting seemed to pass like hours and only served to increase my nerves as I anxiously awaited my princess while uselessly twiddling my sweaty thumbs.

 

After ten minutes there was still no sign of her, “I’ll give her give five more minutes.” I nervously thought to myself as I stood idly next to a barge that had been tightly moored to the canal side. Five more minutes passed and there was still no sign of Alice, this was all new to me, was it normal for the girl to be late? Is she testing my resolve? Is she trying to be fashionably late or is she genuinely on her way? If so she’d better hurry up! All this waiting was destroying my positive energy and with each passing minute my anxiety grew like a shadow hovering over me. “What should I do?” I hopelessly asked myself. “Should I call, or text her to see whether she’s coming?” I honestly didn’t know what to do so I conceded to simply wait five more minutes, if she came she came, if she didn’t she didn’t. I wasn’t going to let the anxiety and fear take hold of me.

 

A minute later I felt the silent buzzing of my phone in my pocket. Eagerly I pulled it out, desperate to know what had happened to Alice and whether she was still going to turn up.

 

“Got stuck in traffic. On my way. Xx”

 

I felt myself sigh as a huge wave of relief flowed through my body. She was on her way and I was still going to have my date. Alice eventually arrived at 6:15, she looked beautiful as she walked elegantly across the bridge to meet me where I was standing. She wore a tight white shirt, short black skirt that ended about for inches above her knees, and on her feet were dark black, high-heeled shoes that added another few inches to her small frame. I knew that I would soon be feeling very proud to be the lucky guy who would get to walk next to her down the crowded streets that would lead us to Weatherspoon’s at the Paradise Furum where we would have our first drinks.

 

The walk from Brindley Place to the Paradise Forum was long and reasonably trouble free. I managed to talk confidently for most of the time and awkward silences were few and far between, it even occurred to me that despite all the anticipation, I was actually enjoying myself and she seemed to be having a good time too.

 

When we finally arrived at Weatherspoom’s we sat down at a table opposite each other which I now consider to have actually been a mistake. Sitting opposite each other is not good for the purposes of dating. The distance between us too great, I found myself unable to touch her lightly (as is recommended by Alan), and the fact that we had to look at each other the whole time seemed to add an unnecessary pressure to the whole encounter. Either way, in spite of this I managed to get her laughing by reciting several cheesy jokes.

 

Half an hour later we began deciding where we should move next, I don’t really know Birmingham so well so I just suggested that we make our way to the Jam House (a venue that I had heard a lot about). She didn’t take much convincing so pretty soon we were on our way towards the Jam House where I told a few more stories, tried to look confident, and generally tried to have a good time.

 

When we arrived I made sure that I got some good seats which were not separated by a large table, this gave me the opportunity to touch her shoulders and arms lightly ( I wasn’t sure if this was doing anything but Alan always tells me it’s important to touch whenever possible). I didn’t want to freak her out with too much though so I made sure to hold back and take my time before touching other parts of her body. Being this close also made me realise just how good she actually smelt. Before coming out she’ obviously put on some very nice perfume which reminded me again why I am now in the game; I want to smell that smell and to feel the heat of a woman.

 

“So do you believe in that palm stuff that I told you about when we first met?” I asked referring back to our first meet.

 

“Kind of, but I’m not sure.” She replied. “Let me see your hands.” She continued.

 

Sensing that this was another opportunity to touch I gladly surrendered my hands to her. She grasped them gently and turned them so my palms were facing upwards. Feeling the soft skin of her delicate fingers was great, I liked feeling her touch.

 

“Do you play the piano? You really have beautiful hands.” She said as she looked up and smiled at me. Is this a good sign ?!

 

“Hah, no, I’ve never played the Piano in my life, but people always comment on my “Piano” fingers!” I laughed.

 

She must have been probing to see how easy I was to manipulate because she followed up with what I can only assume was some sort of ****-test to make sure I was congruent.

 

“Oh, look, I think that guy behind the bar is cute.” She was toying with me, baiting me, lifting me up to bring me down. She wanted a reaction, one that I was unwilling to give since I was prepared for this kind of comment.

 

“Actually I think that guy over there looks more your type…” I countered as I pointed to a weedy looking guy across the bar who seemed to be setting up sound equipment for a show that must be taking place later.

 

“Who do you think is my type?” I pushed with a cheeky grin on my face. It took her a moment to respond, I was hoping this was due to what I hoped was an “atypical” reaction.

 

“There aren’t any hot girls for you here.” She replied flatly. I assumed I had passed the test.

 

As the night wore on things carried on pretty much as they were in the Jam House. We carried on talking about general things and she seemed to be pretty comfortable right now. The only problem was that I really had no clue what I was supposed to do next in order to move things onto a more sexual level. I was completely alone and had no way of guidance; I knew I had to do something, after all I’d travelled forty minutes by car to get to this date; I had to move things on.

 

“You know, I’m kind of getting tired here, let’s move onto another place.” I urged politely as I sipped my cola.

 

“Actually, I’m really tired and probably should get home.”

 

I sighed. It appeared that this was going to go no where.

 

“Oh ok, well I’ll walk you back to yours.” I replied, trying to mask the disappointment in my mind.

 

“You have to go home to Nottingham?” She raised one eyebrow curiously as she asked.

 

“Yea, It’s a long drive home for me.”

 

“You want to sleep over at mine?” WTF?! Have I just scored? Wanting to capitalise and not wanting to miss out on a chance I leapt forward and accepted the offer.

 

“Yea, sure that would be great.”

 

“I only have one bed, but you seem to be a gentleman so you can sleep with me.” What?! I felt like my lucky stars had aligned themselves in my favour. This girl was doing all the work for me. Surely if she was willing to take me home and let me sleep in her bed I was in with a chance, right?

 

At the long end of a thirty minute walk we arrived at her block of flats, she was obviously rich to live in this exclusive part of Sherborne Wharf. She sensed the question burning in my head.

 

“Yea, I know. My dad works in China and is pretty successful.”

 

“Ah right, I see. Lucky you!” I teased lightly as she opened the secure door and began leading me up flights of stairs to her spacious second floor flat.

 

“Here we are…” She whispered before gently unlocking her front door. I was astonished that everything seemed so easy. I would definitely need to push for a kiss or something. I needed to get the ball rolling if I was going to seal the deal fully.

 

With its modern upholstery, furniture, stylish kitchen, and LCD TV this flat was ever bit a modern paradise. I would be lying if I said I were not jealous. I took off my shoes at the side of the hallway and sat myself down at her kitchen table which had university books and notes lightly strewn all over it.

 

“Do you want some tea?” She asked.

 

“No thanks, I’m too tired for it, let’s just have a cold drink.” The words came out automatically as my mind hurriedly began thinking of ways I could begin escalating things.

 

“Got to go for the kiss, got to do something!” The voice in my head kept telling me but every time I considered walking up to her and asking her to kiss me my heart pounded with intense and crippling fear! For some reason the fear was taking hold and if I could not master it, nothing would proceed any further.

 

“Put some music on.” I said. Perhaps I could use the excuse that I wanted to teach her some moves to get her close to me and soften her up for the kiss.

 

“Ok.” She agreed, and turned on her Ipod letting soft music fill the room. I had to move, I had to do something but again, every time I told myself to initiate something my body would freeze.

 

“I’m tired let’s go to bed.” ALice said.

 

“Ok.” I followed her into her room. Maybe she would initiate something so that I wouldn’t have to. The feeling of guilt and anticipation welled inside me. I just had to do something. Otherwise I knew that I would chastise myself later, but I just couldn’t bring myself to initiate anything. I was simply too scared, too anxious, and simply still too cowardly!

 

Needless to say, Alice did not initiate anything, we simply went to bed where she slept all night and I lay awake all night punishing myself for failing to seduce this girl. WHY DIDN’T I GO FOR THE KISS?

 

The next morning came all too slowly. Alice cooked me breakfast, wished my well and said we should go out again some time. Perhaps all is not lost. Perhaps I still had a chance. When I arrived home I sent her a message.

 

“Hey Alice, thanks for last night, I had a great time.”

She replied: “Hehe. I had a fantastic night too…thanks a lot. My instinct was right. You are a gentleman!”

 

Next time I need to go for the kiss. I have to initiate something. I need to push down the barriers that hold me back. I have made great strides already but there is still a long way to go. I can do this. We all can do this!

[ferel]

Hi,

Let me introduce myself, my name is Peter Noble. I’m 24 and from the UK (England to be precise) and I have decided to come on here with the purpose of changing myself and improving my life.

So what is my problem? What needs changing? Well, I’ll get straight to the point.

 

I am utterly hopeless with women, and I am determined to do absolutely anything to change myself. I am literally willing to go through anything to become the confident kind of guy who is desirable to women.

 

With this in mind I have decided to share my journey of change in the hope that by putting myself out in the open I shall be encouraged to work hard and share my inevitable trials and tribulations.

Ok, let me just introduce myself a little further. Throughout school and university I was always shy and unwilling to participate in social gatherings through fear of meeting new people. As a result, I didn’t really make any friends at all and if I am honest, I feel that I completely wasted what should have been the most exciting and adventurous time of my life. Recently though, I have begun to realise that I am sick and tired of living inside my head and allowing fear to rule me.

 

But before I begin I am going to be brutally honest, there are several things I would like you to know about me…

 

1) I am socially aloof. I don’t know what to say or do when at parties or on nights out.

2) I am paralysed by fear at the prospect approaching and talking to women I don’t know.

3) I have never been kissed by a girl.

4) I have never had an intimate experience with a woman.

5) I am a virgin.

6) I am tired of living like this. So I will change.

Ok, now that I’ve got that out of the way, maybe I can begin to move forward. So let’s talk about my strengths…

 

1) I am determined. I will achieve what I set out to do.

2) I am intelligent and can learn new skills.

3) I am willing to try anything.

 

With that said, I shall begin my Blog (and hopefully, my path to change). If you would like to follow me on this process of change or offer advice and support,

 

My Blog can be found here at:

 

noblediaries.com

this is an easy one. you have to warm up with an ugly/fat girl. knock one out and you will see its easy to bag a hot one. most guys know this and after a dry spell when i feel my game is off i usually do it myself.

[ferel]

also, how did you go from 24 in your first post to 23 in your last one?

[NamelessOne]

Hey, thanks for the advice, I know for myself that I find slightly less attractive girls easier to approach, but I don't really want to be offensive to anyone so I will refrain from calling anyone "ugly" in my entries which is an unfair comment for me to make.

 

But what I want is to be able to not be intimidated by a girls beauty when I approach.

 

And to your second question: Lol typo, I am 24 not 23.

[NamelessOne]

Some of the other guys that I have been out with recommended that I read a book called The Game which outlines the story of a guy who took a similar journey as me and decided to change his life and learn the skills that would make him able to meet and attract women. Honestly I’ve found the book to be memorising and eye-opening. For example, the author breaks down the dating process into a series of logical steps based on a system created by a guy called Mystery (a nickname of course.) Anyway the way this guy breaks things down is as follows:

1. Approach and open.
   
2. Create attraction
   
3. Create comfort
   
4. Isolate
   
5. Seduce
   

The book talks about using sets of routines at different points along the five step process. It’s really fascinating stuff, I never really considered that dating could be narrowed down like that into a methodology, either way I’m eager to learn some of the things I read about (I want to try literally everything at least once).

 

My first stage will be to open groups of people (go up and talk to them) using a line that I have rehearsed in my head. Apparently the lines have been designed to be interesting for girls, grab their attention and to get them ready to offer conversation. The line (or opener) that I will try from the book is the old ”Who lies more?” that I have used before with some of the guys in Birmingham who have been teaching me how to approach and attract women. It seems simple enough and will require me to go up to a group of girls and simply say: “Hey guys, maybe you can help me, me and my friends have been having a debate about who lies more, men or women. I say women. Who do you think lies more?” The book has examples of other openers too but I think I’ll just try one for now and see how it goes but hopefully it will get me talking to groups of people much more easily.

[Shotputter]

You're writing is very interesting. What a great story. Please tell more if you have another date with this girl, i'll definitely read.