It’s been almost five weeks since my last post and so much has happened.
To start off, here are my stats since September 7th:
Approaches: 89
IG exchange: 23
Telegram: 3
First Dates: 1
Second Dates: 0
Third Dates: 2
Fourth Date: 1
Fifth Date: 1
Some thoughts on strategy
My results have tapered off since the first few weeks I was here, in terms of my ratio of approaches to dates. It may just be things reverting back to the mean. Honestly, I’ve struggled to convert approaches into dates the last month or so, although I’ve had some noteworthy sets in that time, and a few leads who I may have been able to get out if I was willing to invest more time into them over text.
I’m still torn on whether I should aim for five approaches a day or try going for ten, knowing that I probably won’t hit that target. As it is, I struggle to get even five sets in. It’s not for a lack of hot girls but more so bad weather and approach anxiety. If I had to self-diagnose, I’d say my main issue with getting a better approach to date ratio is having more authentic interactions, rather than flat, process-based conversations that are rushing to a number.
However, with that said, my hypothesis is that the majority of girls will not be interested in me no matter what I say, a small minority will be interested no matter what I say and then a third group’s interest depends on my level of game. With this in mind, I can see the logic behind both a volume based spam approach type of game (“finding the yes girl”) as well as the low-volume sniper approach designed to convert the maybe girls.
For me, although I’ve been doing the low-volume sniper approach, I may try experimenting with the high volume approach again. My daygame level is simply still not that good, and I can’t count solely on converting maybe girls. I need to find the yes girls, and the best way to do that is with volume.
Third Date with the Dentistry Student
After our lackluster second date, I met the dentistry student a few weeks ago for a third date at a sushi restaurant on a night it was pouring down rain. In retrospect, I need to stop inviting girls to dinner dates because they are not conducive to seduction. This date was mostly friendly non-sexual conversation and when I tried to invite her back to my place near the end of the date, it felt incongruent with the vibe established during the date and not surprinsingly she turned the offer down.
I was getting coaching advice from BroodingSea during the date, and I was also probably being too obvious about looking down to check my phone to see what he said before looking back up to speak with my date, who was seated across the table. At one point she said “I’m afraid about what you’re going to say next” when I looked up at her after checking my phone.
At the very end of the date when we were parting ways, I told her to send me a text when she woke up the next morning and she simply asked “why?” It was at that moment I knew I would not see her again. I made a lot of mistakes with handling this lead, going back to not staying in contact with her while she was traveling and the accumulation of mistakes, including the badly planned invitation to mine, simply caught up with me and ended any chance I had of progressing things with her.
It’s a shame because I really did like this girl, and she ticked off most of my boxes for what I’m looking for in a girlfriend: young, hot, beautiful long hair, well educated, physically active (former volleyball player), and ambitious. Frankly, a girl like that in the U.S. never would have given me the time of day, no less three dates. Regardless of how it turned out, it was a good reference and learning experience.
Five Dates to Nowhere with 18 Year Old
To speak plainly, this girl absolutely played me like a fiddle. But to be honest, I got what I deserved for not having been upfront with her about my age. I said I was 26 when I was actually 36 in the initial text exchange after we met, and nearly a month later, this is what ultimately led to my undoing with her.
She was absolutely smoking hot. The definiton of younger, hotter, tighter. Virgin. Stunningly beautiful long silky smooth brunette hair. Perfect body. Incredible makeup. The total package visually. And she was into me! Or so it seemed. We had five dates in total, with things peaking on the fourth date when she came (with a friend) to make dinner at my place.
After dinner, we looked at the view from my bedroom window and she sat on my bed with me and gave me a massage. It felt surreal having this happen with a girl that I’m literally twice her age. After the massage, she cuddled up next to me on the couch, with her friend sitting on the far end, and rested her head on my shoulder with my arm around her, my hand dangling just barely over her boob, brushing it occassionally. I honestly regret not having tried harder to feel her perfect ass because you never know when you will have another opportunity to do so with these types of girls.
Being that physically close to her on the couch and on my bed was simply intoxicating. I put my hand under her chin to tilt her head toward me for a kiss, but she rebuffed the attempt, saying she only kissed if she was in a relationship. At one point, she invited me to the bathroom with her to help her clean a spot on her yoga pants, and I was dabbing the spot while checking out her perfect ass. She took a picture of us both in my bathroom mirror.
It’s actually difficult for me to be in my apartment as I type this and look over at my kitchen sink, remembering her perfect ass accentuated by her yoga pants as she stood at the sink washing dishes after we had dinner. On her way out the door, she put on lip gloss and kissed me on the cheek and again when she left my building, leaving a lipstick imprint on my cheek. I took a picture of it after she left for the memory.
So how did it all go to shit so quickly? The trouble first started brewing as we were cuddled on the couch and she asked to see my passport to verify that I was actually 26. When she asked, I felt a jolt of panic and pretended to go look for my passport while I actually went to the bathroom and texted BroodingSea for advice on what to do.
He told me to tell her it was in my office, which seemed to satisfy her curiousity for the moment because the date went back to normal right after that. However, the peace was not meant to last. The next day, after we agreed to the day of our next meeting, she texted saying she still wanted to see my passport, and I told her I would show it in-person on our next meeting. That next meeting was our fifth date, and she did not take the reveal well.
She was clearly pissed about discovering my real age and also started to give me shit about other girls that I was following and that were following me on IG. I stupidly tried to reassure her by saying she was the only girl I was seeing, which probably drove her away more because girls, especially at her young age, like to know a man has options. I was also bracing for her to say something like I was too old or was her dad’s age, but those comments didn’t come (not that she wasn’t thinking it).
Outwardly and from what she did say, she seemed to be more upset that I wasn’t upfront about my age more so than the age difference itself. With that said, I’m assuming she probably would have age rejected me off the bat had I told her my real age to begin with. Maybe that would have been a better outcome than spending almost a month of emotional energy and time pursuing this girl only to have it blow up in my face. I need to think about how to handle answering that question with girls going forward.
One final note regarding this girl is that it turns out she was seeing another guy when she “went home to see her parents” each weekend, even though she was giving me shit about other girls following me on IG. In her last text to me, she complained about me not giving her gifts like flowers, which came less than twentry-four hours after she posted a video on IG of herself with a huge boquet of white roses, which I’m assuming came from the “other man” she was seeing on her “trips home.” Such is life.
Sounds like neither one of us was being honest with the other. I don’t know if this is the right takeaway, but going forward, I am going to be very reluctant to put all my eggs in one basket with one girl by stopping or lowering my approach volume. I will also think twice about devoting so much mental energy to deciding what to text a girl. I simply have better ways to spend my mental energy and time. I think the ideal approach is to have as many options as possible and let the cream rise to the top. You can’t force a relationship, especially not with girls this young.
24 Year Old Smoker
A quick update on this girl, who I had a third date with on September 5 (how time flies, it feels like it was just yesterday). She went back to her hometown for a weeks and we fell out of touch, another mistake on my part. When she returned, we had a couple of brief text conversations before I invited her out for a fourth date, which she gave a very tepid and excuse-riddled response to.
Frankly, I just didn’t want her badly enough to push for the meeting. If she didn’t smoke and had a better attitude, it may have been a different story because she was a beautiful woman. However, as it stood, I was turned off both by her smoking and her entitled attitude, even explicitly telling me she was attracted to only two things, intelligence and money. Certainly, I’m sure nearly every woman is attracted to money but they have enough class to not openly say it, which this girl seemed to lack. She was also attracted to money without having any apparent ambition, accomplishments or work ethic. Not a desirable combination.
Met new friends
I’m happy to say I met two new friends. One of whom is another daygamer I approached in Forum Lviv, who introduced me to another foreigner who is living here. I’ve met both on several occassions, and we get along quite well. It feels so good to have other people to talk to who aren’t my parents, clients or employees.
Moving Forward
Since my goal is still a relationship with a hot white woman, I think I will be focusing on that more with mid 20s girls, than on 18-21 year olds, who I think are more open and better suited for casual encounters. I truly do feel a sense of urgency because BroodingSea told me that by the age of about 42, your chances of a real relationship with a hot young woman of childbearing age drops to something around 1%.
The only issue is that I think Lviv is mostly a university city, and it’s been somewhat challening to find girls in their mid 20s here. Maybe I will move to Kyiv when the war is over. Time will tell. I just need to be consistent with my approaches, even and especially when I don’t feel like doing them, as is often the case when the weather is starting to turn cold and it’s raining almot everyday.
I am also concerned by the downturn in my approach to date ratio, which again I think is attributable to a lack of authenticity in my sets and rushing for the number. I need to work on this.
I already know what happens when I quit and leave for “greener pastures” elsewhere – it’s a major reason why I’ve had so little daygame success over the past 6 years and a temptation that I need to resist. Insanity is indeed the definition of doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result. I can’t say for a fact that sticking it out here will change things results wise, but I already know that leaving is not going to work so I might as well try something different by committing to staying.
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