(16th May, 2017 Email)
Let’s get something straight right off the bat:
Unless you are GOD, and you created everything, you cannot possibly predict the future.
So tell me, are you GOD?
Didn’t think so.
Lemme tell you a story of heartbreak that happened nigh 1 month ago:
I was out and about, prancing around town. A mission I was on, though I can’t remember what for. All I know is that Daygame was NOT one of my objectives that day. Now like any experienced Daygamer can relate, it is when you’re NOT out specifically Daygaming that the hottest of women walk past you. It’s always when you’re already 5 minutes late to your next meeting, work or class.
Well, as luck would have it, the most perfect of approach invitations walked past me.
Not another person in sight all around. The girl was in her own world walking nice and slowly. Quite relaxed like… it was obvious she was a tourist. As she walked past me she seemed to flash a great big grin accompanied by extended eye contact.
What more could ANY Daygamer ask for? Right?
I may not have set out at this particular time to Daygame, but as a horny male human being person thingy, I couldn’t help myself.
I chased back after her, with excitement pumping through my blood.
And then IT happened.
As soon as I’d parked my body in front of her and started delivering my direct Daygame opener, she brushed past me, waved me away and just yelled “NO”.
And that was it.
Shit happens, yeah?
Now, let’s backtrack about a year and a half.
I’d had a pretty crappy afternoon of Daygame. I wasn’t in the right frame of mind throughout the day, and my approaches had kept on bombing. Fair enough as well, I was conveying a toxic vibe to the girls all day. I wouldn’t have wanted to talk to me either.
I sat in a chair, sipping some ice milk tea drink, getting my sugar levels back up.
Then this hardcore looking chick walked past.
She had her earphones in. She was looking down at the pavement as she moved. Her walk resembled more of a slight jog. Not to mention this big frown on her face. Oh, and this was in the middle of a busy pavement, people all around.
But – she was obviously a Latina.
Just my type as well. Shorter, bustier, with beautiful, pitch-black long hair.
What could go wrong? I mean, apart from EVERYTHING!
Butt-fuck it, I chased her anyways.
She almost didn’t stop. I had to motion for her to remove her earphones, before she even gave my opener a chance.
However, as soon as I delivered the direct Daygame opener, she melted. Her stiff body eased back. Her frown transformed into one of those gorgeous full mouth smiles only a Latina can pull off. Soon her demeanor had changed completely from the girl I’d seen half-jogging up the street, into a relaxed puppy-dog. She was loving the approach and flirting right back with me.
This went on for 18 minutes, with a superbly sexual undertone throughout the entire conversation.
It was fun. It was juicy. Not to mention sexy as fuck.
And you know what?
The direction this approach took was entirely juxtaposed to how I imagined it would be.
That again emphasises the power of unpredictability and how YOU have no right to place assumptions on a girl before you’ve given her a chance to display herself to you.
Wanna know another secret?
That super-sexy Colombian who I imagined was a cold-hearted bitch, but turned out to be a warm-hearted sex-kitten? I recorded that entire approach, and you can check it out (with complete Daygame analysis) here:
See you tomorrow