Okay I figure its about time I start my journal. Its been a few weeks since I posted on the forum; winter break has passed, and the semester has started. Rather slow, but it has started nonetheless. This is probably the perfect time for me to start a log; my pheromone usage runs parallels with how my life is going. Though this information is not essential to the log, my background is still important to how I am conducting my life and thus affects my pheromone usage. To help put things into perspective, let me give out some facts about myself to make things easier for you guys to understand where I’m coming from.
Yes it is long feel free to skip it of course
I’m an English major so I like to write alot. ![]()
All throughout high school I was the loner; I had a few friends here and there, and did not have my own clique of people I would hang out with after school. Girl wise? I couldnt deal with girls during that time – I dated a few, but to my regret, I never ever had the experience of getting intimate with a female in high school.
Then I hit college.
I couldnt handle my first year at college. I was an only child used to my own room at home. Since the college was so close to my home, I was first debating on whether or not to commute, but decided on dorming. Imagine this; you sign up for college on campus residency late; since your college overbooked the dorm rooms, you, an only child, are suddenly thrust into a room with three, yes, three, other dudes. One night I’m sleeping in my room, the next I’m trying to sleep with beer pong being played five feet away (I kid you not). Looking back, funny stuff. I had to loosen up back then.
Through a close friends of mine, I eventually had grown to get my own group of friends, and my sophmore year of college I found myself finally accepted by a group of peers, which led to a big confidence boost. That year I had my first sexual encounter with a girl. In summary, sophomore year was about 3 years of high school growth squished into 1 year of college.
Junior year I began to see major changes in myself. I began to care more about how I looked, how I acted. I went on a major shopping spree to revamp my clothing. I started going to a hair stylist. I started going to the gym (and totally falling in love with it). I also started to clash with my friend and roommate. Personality wise, we were diverging; my old roomie was a much similar personality to my previous personality in HS. He was introverted while I was growing more and more extroverted. I began to start drinking, and started to “let loose”. I began to start – gasp – enjoying life. As he would describe later on, he saw something in me “click”. Junior year there was a huge growth in my outlook and attitude on life. At the end of junior year, I went overseas on a month long trip in Italy, which really helped me give the final push towards real confidence in myself.
Now we’re here – Senior year. The first semester was a whirlwind of learning, change, emotions, and hook ups. I experienced more hookups the first three months of this semester than in my entire life. (though most of the women werent all that great) I must have gotten a hook up every week. The group that I used to hang out with my sophmore year in college was changing, and so was I. Before the year started, I predicted that I would experience a falling out with them; like my old roomate, my interests were moving away from theirs. Well, flash forward to today, and the falling out is nearly complete. Though I’m on good terms with them, I will never be as close as I used to be with them. Not nearly.
So here I am today. Alas, as the old song goes, Cant get no satisfaction. I want more. I want more out of my friends, and more out of my women. I want friends that are more willing to go out and socialize instead of staying inside and doing nothing. I want women who I am actually attracted to, not women who I hook up with just for the sake of them being easy. I’m gonna make this my semester. MINE! I have the confidence and the phero’s to back it up. Sooooo without further ado.
Lets get to the fun shiz no?
Night; Sorority Party Banger
Last night me and a buddy of mine dragged our other friend out of the gutter to head over to a basement banger hosted by a sorority. Since this was my first time going out in awhile, I decided to let loose with the phero’s and throw in a mix. I know I’m still a relative newbie, so I probably shouldnt be doing this, but I figured eh what the hell besides I was buzzed. My setup was:
x2 CTTM2
x3 IS
x3 P83
x1 TUTH
x1 MX353 just for the hell of it.
Well we head out soon enough and I have to say, I was feeling good last night. In fact, I was feeling excellent. Mind you, I wore some mones boozed up before, but nothing like this. I just felt great. Now lets get a few things straight here – I’m not the best with basement bangers. I usually end up huddling into a corner somewhere because I am intimidated by the crowds – I do better at intimate house parties. But last night I figured I had enough. I had enough of sitting around in the corner not doing anything, and instead went in with all guns blazing and ended up having a blast. Well, maybe not all guns blazing per se, but I went in with a positive attitude, and things turned out well. I got a lot, and I mean a lot of eye contact, mostly from drunk college girls.
I’m no sure if the mones in this mix is supposed to give a confidence boost, but last night I was certainly the alpha male in some situations. I was the boss of beer pong and flip cup. Now I had a blonde girl in my sights when playing flip cup, and I introduced myself to her. I got a good conversation in, but for some reason she wasnt getting all that flirtatious with me, which was sort of frustrating. Then she moved to the dance floor with her friends. I saw her running around the place all night, so she seemed to have a loose attention span. The blonde eventually did get caught up talking with another guy though, which frustrated me. She told me that she and a few other friends of hers that I met just joined the sorority, and it was their bid party, for them.
However, there was another brunette girl at the table staring at me. I head over and the convo goes very smoothly. I can tell she digs me, shes looking into my eyes, twirling some of her hair. The downside is that OF COURSE she isnt all that great looking – so you could see who was the more enthusiastic of the two. I know I could have done anything I wanted with her, but I’m tired of hooking up with mediocre looking girls…its really not all that great. To my pleasant surprise, the blonde girl who I was talking with before now briefly glanced a couple of times at us, interested to see me flirting with another girl. Hardy har har.
Well eventually the party got broken up. While standing by the basement waiting for my friends, the brunette comes up to me out of nowhere and grabs me, briefly buries her head in my neck, (TUTH!) and pulls me in for a kiss
before getting pulled away by her friends. Ended up getting her number but I’m not gonna call.
Conclusion
Overall, though a little frustrating, last night was a major breakthrough because I’m finally conquering my toughest demons. It was a fun night. Getting comfortable in a basement banger has been one of my toughest challenges but I’m pulling it off. I had a great time. That phero mix was good; but not too effective. I got much eye contact but I didnt get any extra indications like hair flipping or skin rubbing. Another weird quirk is that I usually have to smile first in order to get a smile back -the girls usually wait for the smile and reciprocate it rather than initiate it. The mix definitely could have used a little more “umph” cause of all the competing signatures in the crowded room. I really shouldnt underestimate how crowded parties can get here, cause there was barely room to move at one point.