Nino-Tk
Master Don Juan
Greetings fam.
Nothing special happened today but Busi introduced me to two of her friends, Amo and Thandekhile or something like that. I chilled with the 3 of them at the canteen, making jokes and all that, just being a social guy. Amo isn't my type and Thandekhile told me she is taken, although my gut feeling tells me otherwise, anyway if she'd lie about something like that, then I'm cool without her, too hot though!
The highlight of my day was when a really close friend of mine, almost a brother to me, told me I'm in danger of being a wasted talent. We love soccer and we love debating about it, and the topic of wasted talent came up, you know, people who had it all and then blew it all, or never reached and maximised their potential.
Names like Quaresma, Saviola, Guti, Michael Owen etc. pop up. They had the obvious talent, but not the winning mentality and as such, never reached the heights they were once tipped to eclipse.
I'm not a soccer player, never will be. What my friend, Tshepo, referred to, was my obvious talent when it comes to women. He can't open, has only done maybe 4 cold approaches in his life, yet he is constantly f*uckin. Not that he is a 'natural', he called himself an 'ambush hunter' waits for his targets to get close and then pounce. He hates this and wishes he could open like me, yet he doesn't understand why I'm not getting laid as much.
He told me he is literally scared of that day when I will unleash my sexual beast and stop holding back, he asked me to be honest and tell him what my limiting beliefs are, and constant doubt was what I told him. He was amazed, he never thought I would even once question myself, after all, he saw me open Karabo right in front of his eyes.
He told me I had better skills than most people he knew, and told me to get in the game for real now. I agree, with my direct opening skills, I could really be something else if I stopped questioning myself all the time and just escalate. He wasn't satisfied with my confessions though, because he always breaks bread on game every time we meet, so he told me to put my money where my mouth is.
Lay 3 girls in 3 months. 100 bucks on the line, I accepted the challenge, its a much needed boost. Of course its not that we are competing, obviously money is a factor and will drive me but I'm using this as much needed steam that will propel me when I have down days. That's what kills me, if you read my journal, you will notice a pattern, starting from extreme confidence, then a speed bump, then a long dry season, followed by an arduous return to the game.
This will help me get up quick from my downtimes which will no doubt improve my confidence. Its not just for me, its for him too, he wants to finally learn how to cold approach like me and I want to finally learn how sexually escalate like him. Win-win situation.
I can't wait, its not so much about winning the money, nah, its more about improving and moving away from almost 1 year plateau. I cannot go down as a wasted talent, let the games begin.
Later PlayerZ!
Nothing special happened today but Busi introduced me to two of her friends, Amo and Thandekhile or something like that. I chilled with the 3 of them at the canteen, making jokes and all that, just being a social guy. Amo isn't my type and Thandekhile told me she is taken, although my gut feeling tells me otherwise, anyway if she'd lie about something like that, then I'm cool without her, too hot though!
The highlight of my day was when a really close friend of mine, almost a brother to me, told me I'm in danger of being a wasted talent. We love soccer and we love debating about it, and the topic of wasted talent came up, you know, people who had it all and then blew it all, or never reached and maximised their potential.
Names like Quaresma, Saviola, Guti, Michael Owen etc. pop up. They had the obvious talent, but not the winning mentality and as such, never reached the heights they were once tipped to eclipse.
I'm not a soccer player, never will be. What my friend, Tshepo, referred to, was my obvious talent when it comes to women. He can't open, has only done maybe 4 cold approaches in his life, yet he is constantly f*uckin. Not that he is a 'natural', he called himself an 'ambush hunter' waits for his targets to get close and then pounce. He hates this and wishes he could open like me, yet he doesn't understand why I'm not getting laid as much.
He told me he is literally scared of that day when I will unleash my sexual beast and stop holding back, he asked me to be honest and tell him what my limiting beliefs are, and constant doubt was what I told him. He was amazed, he never thought I would even once question myself, after all, he saw me open Karabo right in front of his eyes.
He told me I had better skills than most people he knew, and told me to get in the game for real now. I agree, with my direct opening skills, I could really be something else if I stopped questioning myself all the time and just escalate. He wasn't satisfied with my confessions though, because he always breaks bread on game every time we meet, so he told me to put my money where my mouth is.
Lay 3 girls in 3 months. 100 bucks on the line, I accepted the challenge, its a much needed boost. Of course its not that we are competing, obviously money is a factor and will drive me but I'm using this as much needed steam that will propel me when I have down days. That's what kills me, if you read my journal, you will notice a pattern, starting from extreme confidence, then a speed bump, then a long dry season, followed by an arduous return to the game.
This will help me get up quick from my downtimes which will no doubt improve my confidence. Its not just for me, its for him too, he wants to finally learn how to cold approach like me and I want to finally learn how sexually escalate like him. Win-win situation.
I can't wait, its not so much about winning the money, nah, its more about improving and moving away from almost 1 year plateau. I cannot go down as a wasted talent, let the games begin.
Later PlayerZ!
