AlexTheGreat
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Alright, this is gonna be a little long, but it's gonna be good, and has a good lesson in the end.
Thursday night, my friend invites me to go clubbing with him. I'm down for that, and we bring some more friends with us. In total, we're 5 guys going clubbing during the BUSIEST DAY I'VE EVER BEEN CLUBBING ! We arrive at the clubs at around 10PM. Usually, the line isn't too big, and it's just packed enough inside ; tonight however, it was FILLED ! The club I usually go to was so packed they closed the door at 11:30 PM, with still around 50-60 people waiting in line to get in. So, we run fast to the other club around the corner (there's a bunch of them in a radius of <100m). My friend (who initially invited me) and I had already got in that club, so we had a stamp, and didn't have to wait in line. That's good, because by the time we decided to come back there, the line had grown from 20 people to around 50 again ; one girl I met from my school, who came with us, could not get in because they closed the doors around 10 minutes after we all got in (the 3 other guys I went with got in right before that time).
While we were waiting, my friend and I had bought a 6-pack and split it 50/50. So, after chugging down 3 beers, we were already a bit tipsy. I then proceed to open my coat, and remove a little bottle of 7-up containing around 200mL of vodka (Stolichnaya ftw
), before drinking that stuff up. So, as you can imagine, we were pretty drunk after that. We go up on the dancefloor, and start dancing. My friend immediately pulls a girl that goes to our school, and they start grinding. I dance alone for a little while more, before a girl starts looking at me. I go up to her, and we start dancing.
We danced for a good 45 minutes none-stop. She kept teasing me, getting really close to my head, but when I went in for the kiss, she pulled back a little. So, I decided to just dance and not kiss. She loved the challenge, because SHE came back and started kissing me (in a pretty while manner too). After 45 minutes, she went looking for her friends (who had left around 30 minutes before lol), and I never saw her again.
Later on that night, I keep dancing, having fun, when another chick notices me and smiles. The routine restarts, this time however, her friend dragged her away because some annoying prick kept poking her ass with his ****, and so I keep dancing alone.
A few more dances that night, and it's already 1:50 AM : I had to leave to catch a bus. So, we call it a night.
RESULTS : a masterful hard-on, no numbers (didn't try), and sweaty clothes (dancing is exhausting).
The next day, I go to my friend's house, as we're supposed to go to a party. When I get there, he tells me the party was the day before. So, we decide to go clubbing. Some more guys join in, and as I had my car, I decided not to drink tonight (a first going clubbing completely sober). We jump in, and end up being 6 in the car (a 91 Passat ... thank god for the back-seat room lol). We get there, but 3 of my friends aren't old enough to club and don't have fake IDs, and the other dude decides to stick with them. So, it's just me and my friend going clubbing. We're both sober, and get inside the place. Tonight, it's not even close to being packed : just enough girls to be happy, but a bit too many guys standing around grabbing asses and making men look bad. We arrive on the dancefloor as soon as we step inside, and start dancing alone in the middle. Within 5 minutes, I have 3 girls looking at me and smiling, liking the way I dance. I grab one of them, and we dance for a while, until her friends drag her away to get some more drinks.
Not even 5 minutes later, I get checked out by another chick, so my business restarts. This lasts until I go drink some water 15 minutes later. I get back, and she's gone. So I dance with another girl, then another. Then, the first 3 girls come back, and I start dancing with that one girl again for another little while.
Some drunk guy kept bugging these two girls trying to dance, so I intervene and step in, telling the guy off. Get some little rapport going with the girls, but they're not all that interesting nor interested, so I keep on dancing. The 3 girls come back, and I start dancing with the original chick's friend, until we start getting pushed. By this time, the amount of guys had surpassed the amount of available *****, and there's a whole bunch of losers on the deathrow just looking at asses and not moving a finger.
That same girl had a camera on her, so she wants to take a picture of me. I didn't want to let my friend out of it, so I put my arm around his shoulder and pull him in the pic too. Then, I do the same to the chick, and my friend takes a picture of us both. We keep on dancing afterwards.
A little later, I'm dancing with the original girl again (3rd or 4th time that night, can't remember). It was getting late, so I go "hey, I gotta leave" and do a number close. She goes "huh ? what ?" acting like she didn't understand me. I get the message, bid her good night, and leave.
RESULTS : another masterful hard-on (not as longlasting because of the lack of alcohol), more dancing than I've ever had while being sober, no phobia of approaching and dancing, confidence boost (I now know that my dancing is attractive and different). An attempted number close that failed. A few pictures taken with random people. The happiness and pleasure to know that I can go clubbing and have fun on the REAL cheap (5$ for cover, and nothing more ).
LESSON LEARNED : I've discovered that the best way to get noticed is to just let yourself go and dance for yourself. Have fun alone, and women will notice you and want to have fun with you. I was dancing alone with a smile or a smirk on my face, and women kept turning around and watching me go. Even guys were looking at me (probably wondering wtf I was doing dancing like that), but who cares : I score, and they don't. I don't wanna sound like I'm bragging, but I was the hottest guy in there : I came in with my friend, danced relatively close to him the whole time, wearing a red t-shirt, unbrushed hair, jeans and some dirty shoes, while he was wearing a nice button-up white shirt, a pair of clean dress pants, some nice shoes, slicked-back hair and all the jazz. I was getting attention because of my crazy/fun dancing, while he was only moving around a little, and not really getting anything (I don't know if he actually got any play tonight). So, if you wanna be successful in clubs, what I recommend is to go in the middle, close to where the girls hang out, but don't look at them (too much). Simply dance like you were born to do JUST that, and let them come to you. I can honestly say that every girl I've danced with tonight came to me while I was dancing alone, not the other way around. All I did was grab them when they were in reach, after they got into position for me to get them.
All in all, have fun in the club, have fun ALONE, and be extravagant / loud and visible, and the company will come to you !
Thursday night, my friend invites me to go clubbing with him. I'm down for that, and we bring some more friends with us. In total, we're 5 guys going clubbing during the BUSIEST DAY I'VE EVER BEEN CLUBBING ! We arrive at the clubs at around 10PM. Usually, the line isn't too big, and it's just packed enough inside ; tonight however, it was FILLED ! The club I usually go to was so packed they closed the door at 11:30 PM, with still around 50-60 people waiting in line to get in. So, we run fast to the other club around the corner (there's a bunch of them in a radius of <100m). My friend (who initially invited me) and I had already got in that club, so we had a stamp, and didn't have to wait in line. That's good, because by the time we decided to come back there, the line had grown from 20 people to around 50 again ; one girl I met from my school, who came with us, could not get in because they closed the doors around 10 minutes after we all got in (the 3 other guys I went with got in right before that time).
While we were waiting, my friend and I had bought a 6-pack and split it 50/50. So, after chugging down 3 beers, we were already a bit tipsy. I then proceed to open my coat, and remove a little bottle of 7-up containing around 200mL of vodka (Stolichnaya ftw
), before drinking that stuff up. So, as you can imagine, we were pretty drunk after that. We go up on the dancefloor, and start dancing. My friend immediately pulls a girl that goes to our school, and they start grinding. I dance alone for a little while more, before a girl starts looking at me. I go up to her, and we start dancing.We danced for a good 45 minutes none-stop. She kept teasing me, getting really close to my head, but when I went in for the kiss, she pulled back a little. So, I decided to just dance and not kiss. She loved the challenge, because SHE came back and started kissing me (in a pretty while manner too
). After 45 minutes, she went looking for her friends (who had left around 30 minutes before lol), and I never saw her again.Later on that night, I keep dancing, having fun, when another chick notices me and smiles. The routine restarts, this time however, her friend dragged her away because some annoying prick kept poking her ass with his ****, and so I keep dancing alone.
A few more dances that night, and it's already 1:50 AM : I had to leave to catch a bus. So, we call it a night.
RESULTS : a masterful hard-on, no numbers (didn't try), and sweaty clothes (dancing is exhausting).
The next day, I go to my friend's house, as we're supposed to go to a party. When I get there, he tells me the party was the day before. So, we decide to go clubbing. Some more guys join in, and as I had my car, I decided not to drink tonight (a first
going clubbing completely sober). We jump in, and end up being 6 in the car (a 91 Passat ... thank god for the back-seat room lol). We get there, but 3 of my friends aren't old enough to club and don't have fake IDs, and the other dude decides to stick with them. So, it's just me and my friend going clubbing. We're both sober, and get inside the place. Tonight, it's not even close to being packed : just enough girls to be happy, but a bit too many guys standing around grabbing asses and making men look bad. We arrive on the dancefloor as soon as we step inside, and start dancing alone in the middle. Within 5 minutes, I have 3 girls looking at me and smiling, liking the way I dance. I grab one of them, and we dance for a while, until her friends drag her away to get some more drinks. Not even 5 minutes later, I get checked out by another chick, so my business restarts. This lasts until I go drink some water 15 minutes later. I get back, and she's gone. So I dance with another girl, then another. Then, the first 3 girls come back, and I start dancing with that one girl again for another little while.
Some drunk guy kept bugging these two girls trying to dance, so I intervene and step in, telling the guy off. Get some little rapport going with the girls, but they're not all that interesting nor interested, so I keep on dancing. The 3 girls come back, and I start dancing with the original chick's friend, until we start getting pushed. By this time, the amount of guys had surpassed the amount of available *****, and there's a whole bunch of losers on the deathrow just looking at asses and not moving a finger.
That same girl had a camera on her, so she wants to take a picture of me. I didn't want to let my friend out of it, so I put my arm around his shoulder and pull him in the pic too. Then, I do the same to the chick, and my friend takes a picture of us both. We keep on dancing afterwards.
A little later, I'm dancing with the original girl again (3rd or 4th time that night, can't remember). It was getting late, so I go "hey, I gotta leave" and do a number close. She goes "huh ? what ?" acting like she didn't understand me. I get the message, bid her good night, and leave.
RESULTS : another masterful hard-on (not as longlasting because of the lack of alcohol), more dancing than I've ever had while being sober, no phobia of approaching and dancing, confidence boost (I now know that my dancing is attractive and different
). An attempted number close that failed. A few pictures taken with random people. The happiness and pleasure to know that I can go clubbing and have fun on the REAL cheap (5$ for cover, and nothing more ).LESSON LEARNED : I've discovered that the best way to get noticed is to just let yourself go and dance for yourself. Have fun alone, and women will notice you and want to have fun with you. I was dancing alone with a smile or a smirk on my face, and women kept turning around and watching me go. Even guys were looking at me (probably wondering wtf I was doing dancing like that), but who cares : I score, and they don't. I don't wanna sound like I'm bragging, but I was the hottest guy in there : I came in with my friend, danced relatively close to him the whole time, wearing a red t-shirt, unbrushed hair, jeans and some dirty shoes, while he was wearing a nice button-up white shirt, a pair of clean dress pants, some nice shoes, slicked-back hair and all the jazz. I was getting attention because of my crazy/fun dancing, while he was only moving around a little, and not really getting anything (I don't know if he actually got any play tonight). So, if you wanna be successful in clubs, what I recommend is to go in the middle, close to where the girls hang out, but don't look at them (too much). Simply dance like you were born to do JUST that, and let them come to you
. I can honestly say that every girl I've danced with tonight came to me while I was dancing alone, not the other way around. All I did was grab them when they were in reach, after they got into position for me to get them.All in all, have fun in the club, have fun ALONE, and be extravagant / loud and visible, and the company will come to you !