Hengman's Life

I'm officially retired.

2009-01-22T21:14:00.002-05:00

That's correct. I am opting out of the Gaming Community.

It's been a smooth ride for me since day one, but I've moved on to bigger things in my life.

Don't mistake this post. I am still applying social dynamics wherever I go, but as for women, I'm happy to be where I'm at where love is there. It took me most of my life to figure out what I wanted, and when it came to conclusion, I've found what I wanted.

I am still helping those who want and need help. However, do not bother me with sarging women. I'm done with that for now.

Getting married isn't going to be easy, and having a kid on the way isn't going to be easy, but those are my priorities in my life that I want crossed off my goal list.

It's been a pleasure serving those who want game, got game, or just those regular people who just use it for fun. I matured a whole bunch, and my life has changed.

But every step I take along my road to success, my life is going by happily.

My hard work as paid off, and I'll continue to pay my debts to society; so if anyone needs help.

Hit me up at Gheng68 on AIM.

Thanks a lot, guys. It's been an honor.

Sincerely,

-Gerry 'Hengman' Heng.

It's been a while.

2008-12-06T18:18:00.002-05:00

So I was at school getting my education up.

I guess it's time for me to update.

Well, I was at a Christian college for a bit ever since I transferred from Temple. Waste of my fuckin' time. I had to deal with naive, selfish, opinionated pricks (I smelled low value from 3/4s of the school). It was a really sad time for me. The school also fucked me over.

However, I learned even more from them more than anything. I started to think more outside the box along situations. For one, I learned how to deal with these narrow-minded imbeciles. Girls there were really...sheltered too. Whenever I talk to them, they assume that I wanna get in their pants. I could never have a civilized conversation with any of the people there. It was THAT sad. I made a couple of friends there that I could stick with for a lifetime, so I'm grateful for that.

Anyways, I just gamed a Bulgarian chick. Maybe a HB9 in the books. And best part is that I'm in a relationship.

Bulgarian hottie - Excuse me, may I ask one question?
Me - Is it my number? Haha, just kidding. What is it?
Bulgarian hottie - *blushes* Hehehe, what is this place?
Me - Oh, it's a temple.
Bulgarian hottie - Really? What is it for?
Me - Just some tourist attraction. Sweet stuff, eh?
Bulgarian hottie - Everybody is meditating here, though.
Me - 'Cause this is where the magic happens. By the way, it's nice to meet you.
Bulgarian hottie - Hahaha. Thank you very much. It's nice to meet you, too. How long have you been coming here?
Me - For three weeks...just for fun. I have TOO much time on my hands now.
Bulgarian hottie - Yeah, me TOO! I guess I'm just bored. I should go to sleep soon, since it's late.
Me - Haha. Since you have a nice accent, where you from?
Bulgarian hottie - Sofia, Bulgaria in Europe.
Me - Sweet! I have a friend who lives there. A really good guy, too.
Bulgarian hottie - That's cool. You are an amazing guy yourself.
Me - Thank you, thank you. Not very many people tell me that.
Bulgarian hottie - Why?
Me - Well, I'm a model and people I talked to said that I looked intimidating--especially women. Whenever I talk to them, they look really nervous.
Bulgarian hottie - They shouldn't, though. I'm (insert name here) by the way.
Me - I'm Gerry by the way, too.
Bulgarian hottie - Nice to meet you, Gerry. Oh, in Bulgaria, when you see a good looking handsome guy, you don't get nervous. You just watch with these big eyes while you can. Maybe there won't be another chance to see something like that soon.
Me - Hahaha, I wonder why it's like that here. I wish I was over there.
Bulgarian hottie - I dunno, maybe the weather. Haha, just kidding. It's the culture, traditions, and stuff that gives its limits.
Me - You guys get to have so much fun looking at good looking guys. I wish I was there. And no, I'm straight. Haha.
Bulgarian hottie - I'm sure of it. Well, be careful about the greedy type of girls...money makin' things...there. Yeah, since I'm not single, I just look.
Me - I'm not worried about that. I treat women too good to be true and I know they wouldn't try that on me.
Bulgarian hottie - You should have a fan base here. However, there are girls who would try to get with you. Good treatment is what these girls want now.
Me - Maybe. I know for a fact that I just wanna get married already and have some kids.
Bulgarian hottie - Yeah, me too. I'm 28 years old and still not married. So, why are men here in America nervous about marriage?
Me - Our divorce rate is over 50% here, and for me, that's the reason why I wanna be with a girl for her qualities; so that marriage can last for a lifetime. I aslo think that's why guys in Bulgaria are like that. It's really hard to keep up in a marriage.
Bulgarian hottie - I think the reason in Bulgaria is exactly the same. I'm a lawyer. For October, there were 309 divorces at the divorce court in Sofia. Just a small statistic. I'm also looking for a good marriage. I don't wanna be in a divorce.
Me - Yeah, weddings take A LOT of time investment and A LOT of money. I want it to be worth what I invested my time and money for, which is going to be a lifetime for me. By the way, that's a lot of divorces. What kind of lawyer are you?
Bulgarian hottie - Civil Law and Lawsuit. Mainly corporate and real estate...the easiest part of the job.
Me - I would tell a sexist joke, but I think it's wrong. Hahaha.
Bulgarian hottie - No, you should. I never get offended of jokes, unless they were really...mean...how is that word?
Me - Yeah, it's right.
Bulgarian hottie - Tell me please. I would LOVE to sleep with a smile tonight.
Me - I dunno, you're a woman.
Bulgarian hottie - Hahahahaha.
Me - You wanna know what's funnier than that? Women's rights.

She cracks up laughing for the majority of the time. We fluff and I buried her treasure and got to know her more.

Bulgarian hottie - Well, I gotta get home to head to sleep. It's pretty late for me.
Me - Alright, I'll see you around. Sleep well.
Bulgarian hottie - By the way, it was nice meeting you. Thanks a lot again.

She gives me a kiss on the cheek and tells me it's because I'm a smart man. She then gives me contact info and her card.

Me - Thanks, I'll see you. Remember to sleep tight.

I walk away smiling and blushing.

Oh yeah, some girl told me that she loves me. Another girl says the same thing... I dunno why, but I led them on pretty well.

Too bad I'm taken.

Thanks for reading!

God bless,

Gerry.

Living in a whole new environment.

2008-08-24T17:46:00.002-05:00

Life is MUCH different than where I was at before I moved here. I came here on the 7th of August, so it's been about three weeks or so. Still having a tough time finding the local stores and barber shops. Oh well, I love it here.

So, I've been solo game-wise here. Some people know that I'm doing the things I do and some don't -- who cares? But anyways, I've been doing good in my game over here. The environment is different, but I could still build attraction with the same ease as I had before. However, no numbers yet.

Umm... There's just something fishy about some of the men here. I find that they think that they're like...really high-valued or something? Yeah, I guess that's it. I hate judging people, but if I say what's up to someone here, they kind of eye me in a 'Who the fuck are you?' kind of way. Some kind of shit-value here I see from people. Oh well...

Anyways, here's a little recap of how I did my thing here:

We were on a trip to the Waterfront here in Pittsburgh and I was on a yellow school bus. Some shit, eh? Well, there was this really cute nineteen year old girl who was on MTV's Truelife: I'm a twin (the girl from Applebee's). I gamed her. Her name is Sierra (hopefully this is the right spelling). She's a blonde, short chick...blah blah blah. She sits right next to me acting all quiet and such just texting there, so I turned to her and started a conversation.

Me - You must be the shy type.
Sierra - Really? I am not shy at all.
Me - Sure, you wouldn't be so quiet right now then.
Sierra - Well, I'm tired. Usually, when I'm tired or bored, I just stay quiet.
Me - You seem...shy. Hey, when I was about four or five, I used to carry a teddy bear around because I was so afraid of other people. Even in the dark, I was afraid a stranger was going to come to get me and my teddy bear was my best friend, so I felt safe.
Sierra - Awww...
Me - Yeah, I know. You're thinking it's cute or whatnot. I find it cheesy. Well, anyways, we didn't properly introduce ourselves. I'm Gerry.
Sierra - Hi Gerry, I'm Sierra.

We shake hands.

Me - What kind of handshake is that? That is so not cool.

I make a handshake with her.

Sierra - I also have a twin, too.
Me - Twin? That's so cool. So if I do this to you (I poked her), can she feel it too?
Sierra - No, haha. Some people always assume that we have ESP or something.
Me - So do you?
Sierra - Of course not. ESP stuff is stupid. It's fake.
Me - Aren't you a cheerleader? Do you even have me on your list?
Sierra - Yeah, I'm a cheerleader and what's your number?
Me - Phone number?
Sierra - No silly. Your jersey number and last name.
Me - Oh... I'm number 39. Boo-yah. Oh yeah, it's Heng.
Sierra - Nah, I don't think I have you.
Me - Oh well, sucks for you.

We just go into fluff and I control the whole conversation until she brings up the boyfriend shit. I then time constraint and sit there quietly.

There then was this other REALLY cute chick. I forgot her name... Umm... Yeah, it's Ariel. She's a soccer player for the college. Blonde haired chick with a really cute smile. I met her yesterday at the trip we all had to some local park.

Me - Hey guys. I don't believe we've met yet.
Ariel's friend, Erin and Emily - Nah, I don't think we've met either.
Me - Well, you guys look like cool people, so what are your names?
Emily - I'm Emily.
Ariel - I'm Ariel.
Me - And who is this in the middle right here all quiet?
Erin - Yeah, I'm Erin.

They all smile and Ariel's eyes turn doggy...sexy ass shit.

Me - Well guys, I'm Gerry. Gerry with a G. You can call me Gerry, though.

Ariel gives a big smile and genuine eye contact towards me when I went for the handshakes. They then test me with this stupid fuckin' name test.

Them - So what are our names?
Me - Umm... That's Emily, Erin...and...uh... I'm bad with names. Sorry. Wait, give me a sec... Sarah?
Ariel - No, it's Ariel.
Me - That's right. Got'cha. I'll remember now. Well, guys... I'mma get going. I wanna meet more people. You guys take care. Nice meeting you guys.
Them - Nice to meet you, too.

Walking away, I hear a fading, "He's cute." I've just hit the jackpot, baby.

Oh yeah, I've also been instructing here recently. Got two students here that I'm helping. One of the guys is really...sort of insecure, but he doesn't want to admit it because he's, well...insecure. But I've opened his mindset a little more. I taught him a lot within minutes.

Well, here is my blog for this month or something. I'll keep you guys posted. Love y'all and thanks for reading.

Hengman's FR: July 4th -- From Walnut St. to the Art Museum.

2008-07-05T03:40:00.003-05:00

Happy July 4th to the North Americans (except you Canadians...mwahahahaha). Just kidding.

I was supposed to go to Atlantic City, NJ, but my mom was being an asshole about it. So anyways, my homeboy, IllPUA, and I, head to Walnut Street again. He needed to buy a suit from Zara's, but me -- I needed a couple of approaches.

We both meet up at 17th and Walnut Streets. From there, we walk around and he opens a set like that with his pink shirt opener. After this, we chill for a little in Zara's and while I was stretching my deltoids, my right delts felt ripped. I was holding that shit in pain. He tells me to approach a two set, but I blew it myself because my arm was getting to me. I regret not gaming them girls.

However, I was thrown into this girl. Forgot what she was wearing, but it was July fuckin' 4th. I just used the holiday to my advantage.

Me - Hey. Do you know when the fireworks are gonna start tonight?
Her - (very intimidated) Not sure, but it should start around 11:00PM or so.
Me - Alright, thanks.

IllPUA approaches more girls with his pink shirt opener. We see a girl dressed in black. We call the black shirts or dresses 'Panthers'. IllPUA tells me, "Yo, Panther right there. All you. Go approach." I approach.

This one lady walks so fuckin' fast. I catch up.

Me - (walking with her) Hey. What time is the fireworks starting?

She didn't stop. I miscalibrated. However, she responds and picks up on my game.

Her - Well, it should start around 9:30PM or something like that.
Me - Great. Thanks. (I eject due to the weird miscalibration I had)

Homeboy approaches another girl. I'm cool with that. Does the same opener again. We walk back and he tells me that he sees another Panther behind us walking. He walks away and I open with the same opener.

Her - Well, I'm not sure, but I thought it was tomorrow.
Me - People are telling me different things.
Her - Really? Well, it should be later tonight or tomorrow. Not sure.
Me - Alright, thanks. (fuck, I fucked myself)

We both get three approaches each.

We then walk around after he bought his suit. We meet up with Ruben. Out of nowhere after we all started to walk, IllPUA knows EVERYONE. I swear that this guy was the celebrity for the day. Ruben spots him, then this chick spots him. And then, Lindsay spots him. After that, some other chick spots him. We were on a ball.

However, in the meantime, we got Ruben to approach. He approached whoever we told him to. And he actually stayed in set. He approaches around five girls in under ten minutes. Pretty good.

I was really amazed that Ruben approached with so much confidence. I gave him a lot of respect. He's a really fine gentleman and a really cool guy.

So, we all chill for a little bit and IllPUA drops Ruben off at 18th and Walnut Street. We head to the Art Museum and it was PACKED. So, I got dropped off so I could meet my other friends. Targets were everywhere, but cops were mad fucked up. I tried to approach and first thing the cop does is say, "Move along, young man."

But I walked around for twenty fuckin' minutes without anyone around. Couldn't find my homeboy at all. However, I met my other friends -- my breakdance friends from the Dreamers Crew. We walk back and head to McDonald's and we chill. I treat to food for them. I then met my other peoples there. Coincidence.

We head back to Love Park and start doing some breaking. Alright, it's cool, but me and DK leave to Logan Square.

I teach DK the stuff about the community and how it works. I taught him the WHOLE attraction model in two hours. Crazy, but he gets it. We walk to sit on this bench with this girl and her mom/grandmother and she opens us.

Her - Do you know what time the fireworks start?
Me - Fireworks? People were telling me different times.
Her - You too!
Me - Yep, but it should start from 9:30PM to 11:00PM. What time is it?
Her - It's a quarter to 11:00PM. You guys came down for fireworks, too?
Me - Yeah, it's awesome. I love watching fireworks.
Her - Hehe.

I then turn to DK and continue what we were speaking about. About five minutes later, fireworks came. What a fuckin' ironic shit. Me and DK get up and head to the fireworks from Logan Square.

We then leave and got done for the night after the fireworks.

Well, I'm instructing tomorrow. It was an alright July 4th this year. Hope y'all had fun.

Thanks for reading.

-Gerry.

Hengman's FR: From Liberty Place to Walnut Street to the Subway.

2008-06-24T18:45:00.002-05:00

Today, it was a good day. Very nice day. Weather was amazing.

So I received a call yesterday from my friend, IllPUA. We made a deal to head out at 1PM the next day to game chicks.

I woke up at 10:45AM. Only about five hours of sleep. Got on the computer and chilled for a bit. I then got ready at 12:15PM. Headed out. Got my mom to drop me off at 7th and Spruce... IllPUA calls me and tells me to meet at Walnut Street. I walk to Broad and Walnut Streets just to wait for the friend. He then comes off of the subway and we meet up.

We head straight to Liberty Place. He chooses to eat. I just chill. He got done.

We then head outside and he tells me to get him into state. We play the RSD game to get him into state. He then agreed to game first. He approaches. I see it and I get into state.

We then talked to Walnut Street. I see a target. I approach her. He made me approach.

I ran to her from across the street.

Me - Oh, my God! You are the most adorable girl I have seen today!
Her - Aww, that's sweet.
Me - I just had to introduce myself to you. I'm Gerry.
Her - Gerry? I'm (forgot her name).
Me - Nice to meet you.

We shake hands.

Her - Nice to meet you, too. You are very sweet, but I am married.

She shows me her ring.

I touch her back and tell her, "Well, I'mma go. Nice meeting you though." I walk away.

Me and IllPUA go on. He approaches again. Then it was me. I approach another girl. Don't remember what happened, but I went pretty direct. Oh yeah, it was a four piece set. They did not respond. Oh well. Just one of the girls said Hi back. I miscalibrated the whole set.

IllPUA then approaches again. I then spot a girl. He then tells me to approach her. I go in to approach. The girl doesn't respond.

After this, we chill for a little bit at Rittenhouse Square. No sets worked for me here, but we developed a code name for each girl by analyzing their shirt and using other objects to name them. Purple is Barney. Carrot is for orange. Blue was Water, etc.

He then tells me he wants to analyze me. I then go back into mode.

Saw a two piece Asian set. I go up to them. "Hey guys! What time is it?" They give me the time.

After this, chilled again for like five minutes. I point out to IllPUA a two piece HB set that was worth it. A HB8 and HB9 (Asian chick and white chick). I go up to them.

Me - Hey guys! Do you know what this place is?
Them - Uh... Not really -- no.
Me - Well, I'm not really from around here.
Them - Oh really? Where are you from?
Me - I'm in Pittsburgh (such a fuckin' lie, I know).
Them - Oh really? Nice.
Me - Yeah, it's AWESOME. Well, my name is Gerry. Nice to meet you guys.

I shake hands. They gave me IOIs that was solid enough to get a number at most. I then eject. Dumb move right here.

Me and IllPUA then make plans to leave. I point out a Barney. HB8 at most. I was forced to approach her. I approach her. I walk up Walnut Street to the other side and then Broad Street to the other side, so I was diagonal of where I started. She turns around and sees me. I open right away.

Me - You are so adorable. I just came down and had to say hi to you.
Her - Aww.
Me - Well, I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you.

We shake hands. She waves for a taxi. I tell her that I'mma get going and eject. She says, "Goodbye, sweetheart."

After this set, me and IllPUA leave. He goes Northbound on the subway and I go Southbound on the subway. Subway comes and we part ways.

I see a chick. HB8 on the subway. The stop was Lombard-South. I get the feeling to approach her. I approach her.

Me - You look awesome. How are you?
Her - I'm good.
Me - I just wanted to say hi to you. I'm Gerry.

We shake hands and she introduces herself. Her name's Josie.

We blab. She reinitiates conversation the whole time. Big IOI. She played with her hair. Another IOI.

We got off of the same stop. I try to in for her number. However, her friends cockblock me with, "You know she has a boyfriend, right? And two kids?" I'm like, "Oh. Cool. Are you guys best friends or something?" They complied and said, "Yeah." I then lost it and thought in my head, "Fuck it."

I then got home and I'm now typing this shit.

Thanks for reading.

-Gerry.

Hengman and his adventure at Pittsburgh and Beaver Falls, PA.

2008-06-21T19:07:00.002-05:00

What a weekend!

So, on Thursday night, I flew out to Pittsburgh from Philly. Awesome trip. Got to meet new people.

Oh yeah, I'm pretty much at a new college. I'm going to Geneva College for music performance and I had to do a preview of the school. Being as nonreligious as I am, I just did kind of did what I wanted to do. Good news -- I made friends. Bad news -- stupid sis-in-law came along. Overall, I liked it -- only in the beginning though.

Alright, so we flew out to Pittsburgh at like 11PM. From there, we got to Pittsburgh at 11:45PM, which was pretty quick. Then, we rented a car. Then, we drove to Beaver Falls. It was like 1AM and we were still lost. By the time it was 1:30AM, I found a motel -- The Beaver Falls Motel. I went in and checked in. Rung the little bell button and this HOT ass girl opened the window. I couldn't take my eyes off of her lips (she had this SEXY ass lip ring). Checked in. Checked out 8:30AM. I only got two hours of sleep.

We then got to Beaver Falls at Geneva's campus. First thing I pay attention to are the girls. A LOT of cute girls. I was surprised. The suburbs and Christians did me good.

Hours later, I met this natural kid named Alex. He looked like a model and had this vibe to him that reminded me of someone high valued. We met when we took this bible assessment and he introduced himself to me and then we chilled. There then was the cool crew that was formed by Alex, me, and a lot of other dudes. I saw Alex AMOG a couple of guys and I was like, "This kid is GOOD." He was hilarious and his identity was pretty much there. Oh yeah, he also showed a picture of his girl from his screen on his phone. His girl was a nine, so he was pretty good with women. We chill a little more and part ways.

I then met some two dudes by the name of Mike and Eric. Eric lived fairly close to me (Souderton, PA). Mike lived in Syracuse, NY. I instructed both men for a little bit for free about attraction. Mike said that he has always made friends with girls, by which I saw. And Eric was the chill type who was an all football guy.

We were then at the lounge on the campus. There were these two short Latina chicks. Both were pretty cute, but the shorter one caught my eye. She reminded me of my homeboy's (IllPUA) girl. I was chilling with the cool crew and their table was next to ours. First thing I hear from the short Latina chick was, "He's cute. Really cute." She was referring to me. I then chill with the cool crew for like five minutes. I then met Eric from here. Eric asked me where I was from and I said Philly.

The Latina chicks heard me and was like, "YOU'RE from Philly?!" And I was like, "Don't tell me that I'm not the only one." And then I went into gaming mode.

Me - Let me guess... North Philly?
Her - Yeah! You?
Me - South. What made you come here?
Them - We just like it. You?
Me - I think I was high. Nah, seriously. I came here because I thought it was good.

We got into fluff shit. I walked around the table to my target and set a close proximity with her. Found out that they were sisters and not lesbians. I was like, "FUCK!"

Me - I can't believe this! You are SOOO not the innocent type to be here.

They react.

Them - What made you say that?
Me - I dunno how I should answer that question, but I think you guys should know that.

Orbiter comes around. I take the set back.

Me - Well, you guys never gave me your names. I'm Gerry.
Target's sister - Hi, I'm Juanita.

We shake hands.

Target's sister - This is Jasmine (target).

Me - Jasmine? Very pretty name. Okay, I lied.

Jasmine makes this reaction face. Her mouth was wide open -- good enough for my dick to shove in. I take it as an IOI.

Me - Nah, I'm just kiddin'. You're cute.

Jasmine then has her phone there and her boyfriend calls the phone. I was like, "Shit!"

I then told the set that it was nice to meet them and eject. Eric was like, "What happened?" I told him and the target had a boyfriend and I didn't want to fuck that up. Fucked up my game after.

There was then a HB 7 that I met named Allyssa. Pretty cute. Fluffed talk and she gave me IOIs for all of the DHV stories I told.

There was then this other girl. Forgot her name. Was cool and cute. DHV'd myself to the point where she was like, "Damn he's hot." I read her from the top to the bottom. She gave IOIs out of the ass. However, that fucked me over. My sis-in-law DLVs me BIG TIME when that conversation was told to the sis-in-law. Oh well.

So, I got my stuff registered and we left to the Mall at Robinson. The sister-in-law was like, "Why did you tell that lady that?" And I was like, "Tell her what?" The sis-in-law then was like, "Told her that you spoke another language." And I was like, "I never said that. I said that I took Spanish in High School a while ago." She was then like, "Well, why did you tell her that -- that you know how to curse in Spanish." "Because I don't care?" The sis-in-law then argues about me being wrong and that, "You don't know how to socialize." I took SO much offense to that. Almost blew up in her face, but I said things little by little. So close to blowing up. I couldn't reframe it and said, "Okay, whatever." Got to the mall and whatever about it.

People don't fuckin' think when they speak sometimes... Makes me wonder.

I bought Ray Ban sunglasses. The same one from Iron Man. I then walk around the store. The sis-in-law told me to meet with her at 4PM. I called the sis-in-law to tell her that I was done and that I could walk with her. She was like, "I don't want you walking with me." And I was like, "Whatever." Got done and then drove to the airport. I then walk away from her and she calls me to ask me if I got my ticket yet. I said no and asked her where to get it. She fuckin' hangs up the phone. I got pissed and looked for it myself. She then comes down from the escalator and I go up on the escalator and she was like, "That's what you get for not walking with me." I was like, "Whatever. Fuckin' stupid." She told me at the mall not to walk with her. Why would I walk with her when she told me not to? Stupid.

Got on the plane and sat quietly with the sis-in-law sitting next to me. Dumb broad ho.

Ever since, I stopped talking to her.

Got back from the plane. I get off to get my bag at the bag claim. Sis-in-law then blames me for shit. Stupid again.

Brother picked us up and she shuts up. I heard what she said about me.

Got home and now typing this.

Well, I'm out. Thanks for reading. Sorry about talking about my sis-in-law, but I've been very stressed out about the situation I'm in.

-Gerry.

I see too many flaws...

2008-06-10T19:08:00.002-05:00

Well, my birthday was on the 8th of June. Proud to turn a year older.

Also, I was promoting for an event for Club Solo. However, I couldn't make it (had no ID). So, basically, I was stuck with just promoting. So, that night, we went to Playdrome for my birthday. I had an alright start in bowling, but then my middle fingers got messed up and my game was just off from that. I couldn't even average out 150 points. Worst night ever for my bowling. Before this, I was at FDR helping my mom out. It was SO fuckin' hot. After this day, I broke out like crazy.

On my birthday, I just ordered pizza and I stayed in. It was too hot to do anything. I also ordered Letrozole for my steroid-like body.

Yesterday, it was the worst of the worst. Heat index went up to 108 degrees. Talk about being hot. I was walking in that shit. I saw some of the best targets ever in my life in the day. Kelly got sunburned and I laughed (in my head). Liz, the hot teacher, was on the subway. There was then that Latina chick that was on the subway too. I was trying my best to game the Latina chick, but the subway was so loud and full of High School students screaming out their class year together -- I thought it was a riot. I was pretty much pinned to my seat and I saw her come out of the other car of the subway. I was SO disappointed. I had her right where I wanted her. However, she got off at City Hall... WTF. This wasn't the first time I've seen her either. I'm going to do something about it when I see her. I then went to get my contacts, then went to the store to shop around. I bought anti-freeze, deodorant, and some deep sea salt body wash. Also got a body weight scale and some other stuff. Don't remember from he top of my head. This was all.

Today, it was also hot. Targets were out today in any place that are air conditioned. Subway was AMAZING today. I eyefucked a girl, but I felt a lack of connection with her. I wanted to approach her, but she was clearly sushi to me. I also hate it when oldhead ladies check me out. Just because I sit down with pure confidence... It is a turn on, isn't it? Hehe. Well, I'm not attracted to oldhead ladies. I took my voice lessons today, too. I'm surpised that I can't do an open-mouth hum. Oh well. I told the teacher that I'm going to come to him for more lessons. Pretty cool dudes. Plus, his dogs were the shit. Them dogs LOVED me. Especially the girl dog.

But anyways, I wanted to talk about the flaws that I've seen in the MM and gaming in particular. The MM is flawed, which is bad. From what I see, the seven hour rule doesn't need to be applied. A matter of fact is that it's actually deducting time for no fuckin' reason. You could learn all about a girl in one hour. Is it really possible to DHV yourself for seven hours straight? I don't think so.

Also, I've found that the MM doesn't really teach men how to escalate effectively at all. Dancefloor game isn't anything bad. It just depends. Just stick onto a girl and then do something crazy when you dance. It's simple. That's enough dancefloor game to get a number.

Let's see, there's an idiot sister-in-law that pisses me off and shit. I want to really beat the shit out of her for being stupid. Well, fuck it.

Thanks for reading.

-I'm out.

Hengman: On Quick Escalation On The Subway And Other Transporting Vehicles.

2008-06-03T21:36:00.002-05:00

So, I know some of you guys have issues with subway/car/etc., game. It's something that I've become solid in over my time doing this shit. I can also understand why.

So, I'm on SEPTA a lot here for traveling. Gas is high, so I tend not to drive. Plus, I lost my driver's ID. Sucks. Traveling by using a public transportation service is MUCH cheaper than taking a car around. It is also good for meeting people, too. I know what people want to ask me and that is, "How do you do it, Gerry?"

Simple.

So, over here, the subway is only two dollars to get on. Same with the bus and so forth. Now, depending on finding targets on the subway (which is hard), time is a BIG factor. Best times to go on a subway to do subway game are during rush hour times. Go when people are going to work or coming back from work. Most of the targets are there. However, even if you approach, approach with solid game.

Here's an example of what I would do:

Me - Hey, you look like you bite. What's your name?

As you can see, I approached with pure confidence. Even if your voice is shaky as shit, she'll be like, "Wow, he fuckin' just approached me in front of EVERYONE. I like him."

When this happens, you have the biggest set of IOIs from her. She'll constantly throw them at you. This is where you should escalate since these are escalation windows. Alright, less calibration and more escalation would lead to a faster close.

She doesn't have time for you. What I mean by this is that she can get off any stop at ANY time. This is why quick escalation works. Use your situation to your advantage after opening directly.

Example:

Me - What's the weather like today? It's pretty nice outside.

Girls get thrown off guard and they qualify to these little questions. These are indirect qualifiers. When the girls qualified to you, you should qualify back.

Example:

Her - Yeah. It's like 80 degrees. I love it.
Me - Me too. You like the sun a lot, then?
Her - Yeah, I do.
Me - Well, I tan a whole bunch during the summer.

Sometimes, it's the little things we say that we never give credit to.

Keep following this. Do incidental kino (touch her shoulder, tap her arm with your backhand, hit her leg, etc.) the whole way. Doing so lowers her ASD and raises rapport, thus attraction. After this, go into a phase of just literally bragging about yourself in a good way. They don't care about what you have to say. It's what you do that matters.

Then, qualify her into your world directly. Tell her that you like her for some reason.

Example:

Me - Well, I like you a lot. Only because you're the only (insert name here) I know.

After 2-10 minutes, close. Go in with a number. Or, if you can, get a makeout. I usually would get a makeout on the subway in the weirdest environment.

One thing that I end things off with is, "So, are we just talking or can I take you home and we can have some fun?" Just an example. My frame the whole conversation is set off to dominant. If you lose your frame just a little, you lose her all of the way.

I had this girl on the subway in April. I build good attraction with her, but I forgot to qualify to her. We got off the same stop and I asked for the number. First response from her, "But -- but I don't know you." I then WTF'd and it destroyed me.

But I found out that the use of indirect qualifiers works when in any situation. She would never know how she knew you, and you never knew how you knew her. But, it's the use of indirect qualifiers that allows this to happen. Magical stuff.

Frame:

1) Open confidently.
2) Kino escalate, indirect qualify her and then yourself.
3) DHV and kino escalate.
4) Qualify direct.
5) Kino escalate. Close.

-Gerry.

You can learn a lot from people.

2008-05-29T14:06:00.002-05:00

Well, I just had a really good talk with Rewok. I dunno why people have a problem with him, but he's actually helped me a lot. He pushed me into becoming a better person overall. I finally can see things that I've never saw before. Personal developmental ideas from Rewok is like food -- it's good as shit.

I learned so much from the guy. I'm so happy right now.

It was because of Rewok that I've forever extinguished my minor AA. Please, read his posts and incorporate them into your head. The guy knows what he's talking about.

And he does have a stupid reputation that I know he hates in the community. But take time to read his posts. Check out the Vin DiCarlo forums. You can see a lot of his material there.

This one person taught me many things at one time. It's crazy.

If you're reading, Rewok, thanks a lot again. I appreciate it.

Thanks for reading.

-Hengman.

Hengman: I built solid game, but no number.

2008-05-27T21:02:00.003-05:00

So, I was just talking to a girl by the name of Helen today. I had solid game run on her, but bad news -- I didn't get her number. Here's our conversation:

Me - Hi!
Her - Hi Gerry!
Me - OMG, you remember my name?! Hi Helen! How was your Memorial Day?
Her - Of course I didn't forget and it was amazing. And yours?
Me - I like that response. Mines was AMAZING. I enjoyed it. Did you guys BBQ?
Her - Of course. I went to three different cookouts and a birthday party.

I laugh.

Me - This is making me so jealous. You got to eat all of that steak and clams and so on. I would so want to be you for one day.

She laughs and asks me what I did all day.

Me - I ate eggs. More eggs. Took care of the sick kitten. So yeah, I was pretty much at home.
Her - Aww.
Me - I felt bad for the little fella for being sick.
Her - Aww. I'm sorry to hear that.
Me - But it was awesome, man. I was planning to go out and BBQ with everyone else, but things happen.

We talk a bit more about nothing, but I then set up a new frame.

Me - I like that attitude right there. Very positive and outgoing? Did you learn this from somewhere?
Her - Haha. I was born with it.
Me - Well, it's a very good attitude. Keep that up. But it's been getting hotter and the worst thing about that is... I have no AC in my room.
Her - Aww. Me either and I get hotter quick as crap.
Me - Alright, I'll trade rooms with you. But I'm keeping the cat. I've grown too close to the little fella.

She smiles.

Her - What's the difference? They're both hot.
Me - Well, as you can see, I still get to keep the cat. That's two things for one. Alright, I'll let you have partial custody with the cat too. But, when the cat makes babies, I'm keeping the babies.
Her - My room is worth millions. Well, at least to me.
Me - Oh, so that's how it is? That says a lot about our relationship.
Her - Well, it's either the penthouse or the kids. You can't have it all you know?

I then went literally blank as shit. I had to Heartwork a girl.

Me - Please don't tell me you forgot it was our anniversary?!
Her - Of course I didn't. Why would you say such a thing? I'm appalled.
Me - Using dictionary words! I see how it is. I feel like this is the last straw.

We then role play for ten minutes straight.

Me - Well, I like you a lot, Helen. But I've got to get going. Mind if I get your number so we can chat up a bit sometime?
Her - Aww. The thing is that... I don't give my number. You understand right?

I smile.

Me - Well, I promise to only call you 100 times a day! I promise.
Her - Hahahahahahaha. They all say that.
Me - Well, take care. I hope to talk to you again. Bye.
Her - Alright. I loved the convo. Hope to do it again soon.

My voice fades... "Me too, me too."

This was the first time anything like this has EVER happened to me. I never got a number rejected in the, "I don't give my number out," category. I was shocked. I felt my game today and I'm just surprised.

Well, thanks for reading!

-Hengman.

Hengman's FR: From the gym to Club Transit!

2008-05-25T02:48:00.003-05:00

So, I just came back from Club Transit. But, before this, I was at the gym.

Anyways, I was at the gym today at around 1PM and I was working out my shoulders, traps, and legs. Was pretty much done at 3PM, so I see this girl. She's a blonde HB7 and she has a problem with the bodyfat analyzer. I just walked up to her and I said, "Hey, need help with that?"

Her - Yes.
Me - Well, you know that you're pretty much doing it wrong.
Her - Well, I just wanted to check my bodyfat and see if it's lower than last time.
Me - Really? Well, I'll help you out.
Her - Okay.

She adjusts the analyzer and I press the start button for her. She holds the analyzer down, but I had to tell her to adjust it and hold it above her head. The meter reads 17.5%.

Me - I do not believe that.
Her - Me either.
Me - I think that shit is broken.
Her - Yeah.

She then walks away and from there on, I felt my minor AA leave my body.

So, hours later, I got ready. My homeboy, Ebert, calls me and tells me that he got fucked over at that bar because they hired new bouncers. I'm like, "WTF? Are you serious?" I had people coming to that party and now they can't get in? No fuckin' way, man. So, I told Ebert, "Yo, fuck Marbar! Let's head to Transit." Ebert agrees. So, an hour later, cars roll by. Somnong and his van, Bobby and his Camaro, Khuntha and his Integra, and Ebert with his Civic. They all get out of the car and we plan everything. Half of us head to Transit and the other half to Marbar. We all get ready and get into the car. I'm in Somnong's van. I didn't have ID on me (because I lost my wallet), so I was pretty much fucked over. However, I gave a quick call to my homeboy, Danny. Danny said that he'll go to Transit, so I was in line at Transit waiting for him. He comes two hours later. I walked out of line to chill with the bikers.

Danny comes to the club. However, it's already 1AM. Danny gives me his old license. The bouncers (there's two) looked at the card and was like, "Yeah, he sort of looks like this." The other bouncer was like, "When's your birthday?" I'm like, "12/4/85." They then asked, "How tall are you?" I said, "5'7." It's Danny's card for God's sake. They said, "Cool. Let him in." So, I walked in. I paid fifteen dollars and it was a wrap for me. Now in the club. The shittiest piece of place EVER. Nothing but local girls and a couple of hot girls (there were a group of hot Latinas and white girls). I felt like I knew EVERYONE, but I didn't. I just seen their faces more than once. I then went on the dancefloor for an hour.

One hour later, Somnong and the rest of the other guys come down to Transit. I give Somnong missions, but he doesn't want to do it. I'm like, "Fuck this shit. I'll do it myself." I then had to lecture him about what to do when it comes to clubs and the dancefloor. I then just told him, "Watch this."

Me - Hey. Having fun here?
Her - It's...alright.
Me - Haha.

I leave because Ebert thought that I cockblocked him, but I was winging him the whole time.

I then tell Ebert that if he needed anyone to help him get a girl fully, just tell me. He's like, "I got you." I then see him talking to this girl at the bar. I go in right away after he talks to the target. I occupy her friend, who was a HB8.

Me - Hey. Having fun?
Her - It's...okay.
Me - You should go dance.
Me - Why don't you go dance?
Her - I'm about to.
Me - Well, I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you.
Her - My name is Katie. Nice to meet you, too.

I then eject because of the lack of chemistry between me and her. I then go back to Somnong. I waited again. I then walk up to the bar and leaned against the counter. Katie's eyefucking me. I'm like, "No." So, I see this lonely girl just looking bored. I then go in.

Me - You look like you're having fun.
Her - It's...okay.
Me - Everybody has been telling me that already.

She giggles.

Me - Why aren't you dancing? Isn't this what you do all of the time?
Her - Haha. Not really.
Me - I don't believe that. You look like a local girl. First time here?

She couldn't hear me, so I had to repeat myself. After her response:

Me - Really? Well, I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you.
Her - I'm (forgot her fuckin' name). Nice to meet you.

We shook hands and leave. I then talk to Alex. Alex tells me about the Latina girl with glasses. HBLatinaglasses's conversation with me goes like this:

Me - You guys having fun?
HBLatinaglasses - Yeah. (She then touches her hair)
Me - That's good to hear. But anyways, I just wanted to come to talk to you guys because I thought you guys were cute.
HBLatinaglasses - What? (She couldn't hear me)
Her friend - He said that he wanted to talk to us because he thought we were cute.
HBLatinaglasses - Aww. That's nice.
Me - I just wanted to see if you guys could really back my thought up.
HBLatinaglasses - Aww, I can.
Me - Haha. Well, my name is Gerry. Nice to meet you guys. (We exchanged names. Her friend's name is Rihanna and I forgot my target's name. We shake hands)
Me - So, you guys aren't from around here, are you?
Them - Nah.
Me - See! I knew it!

They laugh.

Me - I'm adopting you as my little sister. (I go in for a side hug and release)

HBLatinaglasses likes me. I made her comply to me and everything with so much ease.

Me - Well, I got to get going guys, but can I get your number? (I get the target's number) I'm gonna call you right now.

Her - Don't 'cause I don't got my phone with me.

Me - Okay, that's cool. Well, bye guys. (I side hug the target again)

This was a solid number for me and it was the only number for me for the night, but it's alright (everyone there were literally little girls anyways). The funny thing about Rihanna was that I was dancing with her earlier. She was the first girl I danced with. I then dance with three other girls. The DJ SUCKS. Same songs played every 10 minutes, literally.

I then leave with Somnong and shit. We walked like 7 blocks just to get to the car and shit. Took forever. We left and I chilled with Ebert for a little bit. Drunk lady comes by and Ebert tells her to sit. We all talk. I then tell Ebert that I'm going home. We shook hands and I left. Now, I'm typing this shit. Oh yeah, I talked to a bunch of girls today, but I don't remember what went on. Oh yeah, Danny's homegirl was cute and I was trying to game her, but I stopped because Danny was going to say something to me about it.

So, that's my report. Thanks for reading!

Peace,

Hengman.

Wow.

2008-05-18T18:03:00.002-05:00

I have been sick this whole weekend. It started with a sore throat and then into a fever. Sucks.

So, anyways, I just got back from the mall. Deptford Mall in NJ. The best I saw there was a HB9. Really bad day to go today, and too many little kids around. I didn't game at all. Didn't feel like doing anything today, but I did. Ahh...

Just earlier, I ran a mile. One point three miles to be exact around the NovaCare Center while being sick as shit, and it was raining! Fuck buddy calls and asks me, "What's gotten into you?" I respond, "I'm sick in the head, too." Was done that and waited for my homeboy, Albert, to get done running. However, ten minutes after I was done running, I see him walking back. He then complains that he had a cramp in his foot. This was all today.

Yesterday, I went grocery shopping at ShopRite with my mom. Matt of Vin DiCarlo calls me and we have my coaching call set up. He called me at a bad time, too, but I didn't want to overwork the man, so I told him just to do it now. So, we talked. He asked about my sticking points. I tell him that I have relationship issues and how do I handle flakes in relationships. He opened my eyes with a response and these were his words, "If they flake you, best believe that it's not a relationship." It makes TOTAL sense. I respect that. We then talked about text game and phone game. His idea of text game is so fuckin' cool, man. Thanks a lot, Matt! Gotta love Aussies. We also had a good talk just in general to get to know each other. Matt is a cool ass dude. One of the most generous dudes I've met ever.

Rewok also put ideas into my mind of inner game. He asked me what my passion was. I didn't understand the context he gave to me, but I did say some stupid shit. Oh well... But now, thanks to Rewok, I know what he means by passion. The guy literally opened up my eyes to a whole new dimension. I wouldn't expect passion to be that strong. I felt hypnotized like Biggie Smalls. Thanks Rewok.

So anyways, yeah. Been sick this whole weekend. I'm wishing myself for the better so I can go out. Next week, I'm heading to Devon for the horse races and I'm getting me girls! Haha.

Well, I'mma just type this up. Don't feel too well, so this will do.

Alright, guys.

-Hengman.

Hengman's FR: From AT&T to the prom.

2008-05-10T01:39:00.002-05:00

That's right! I went to get a new phone. The phone I have right now (Samsung Sync) is like broken and shit. The stupid phone doesn't charge and it did me good for music (because I had a headset for it already). Went to check out some phones. I wanted the AT&T Tilt... The Tilt cost $549.99 at retail price and it comes with absolutely nothing! Rip off! So, instead, I decided to use the Motorola Z3 that I bought in January. The guy who worked there became cool as shit with me.

So anyways, it was my friend's little sister's prom. I decided to help her out, so I went to the prom. Alright, I got out of the house at 6:30PM sharp with the corsage ready for her. Got to the date's house at 6:38PM (yeah, we speed) and gave her the corsage. Chilled inside her house for twenty so minutes and listened to my music. At 7:01PM, I saw this white limousine drive up in front of the house. Her mom takes these last minute pictures of us and we were off to the races. Our driver is Tony.

We then went to pick up this short girl, who was a butch. Really cool one, too. We picked her up at the Holiday Inn on Packer Avenue. She wore the same color as I did! Hooray! After this, we went to pick up a couple of other people. The butch's date was pretty hot, but also...dumb blonde type of chick (but she's Asian). We picked up seven other people to fit into the limo. Perfect! Tony then dropped us off at the Warrick Hotel. We head in and I went in superstar status. All fuckin' eyes on me. My corsage was given to me by my enemy's cousin (who is pretty cute). So, the girls were taking pics with each other before we all went to eat. Enemy's cousin talks to my date and then she said that she was going to steal me for a date.

HBcousin - I'm going to steal your date.

Date giggles. HBcousin comes up to me.

HBcousin - You're going to be my date.
Me - But we don't match. You and I wouldn't work out.

She rolls her eyes at me. Whatever to you too!

So, then we all went to eat. Table 17... It was empty when I was at my table with the nine other people. Nothing but Italians after Italians. I felt like I was in the Sopranos. We all chill and take pics of each other with our dates. We get our first dish... Salad with croutons that some good ass dressing to go along with it. After the salad, I waited a few minutes for people to get finished eating. First thing I did was talk to the two out of three tables with teachers. First table, I approach this male dude.

Me - Hey there! Are you going to rip this party tonight and dance?
Male dude - Yeah...
Me - Well, I just came down to introduce myself to some teachers. I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you.

We shake hands. I then walked to the other teachers.

Me - Hey guys!
Male teacher - Hi.
Me - Hey. I just came down to introduce myself to you guys. I'm Gerry, nice to meet you.

I shake hands with him, but felt a lack of trust from him, so I gave him a pat on the shoulder and told him that it was nice meeting him. I continue to meet the other two teachers in that table. I then went on the next table.

Me - Hey there!
HBhotteacher - Hi!
Me - I just had to come down to introduce myself to you guys. I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you.
HBhotteacher - I'm (forgot her first name), but they call me Ms. Riggs.
Me - Nice meeting you. What do you teach?
Her - I teach biology.
Me - Cool.

I had her right where I wanted her, but however, the woman who she was talking to (a HOT ass fuckin' woman) was my target. Didn't want to neg or else that threw my social proof down. So, I went on.

Me - Hi guys!
Woman - Hey.
Me - What do you teach?
Woman - I'm the principal.
Me - Oh really?! Nice meeting you. I'm Gerry.
Woman - What school do you go to?
Me - I go to Temple and CCP.
Woman - Wow, that's nice!

I then did a FTC and I overheard this from the principal: "I like him (me). He's so kind, nice, and sociable. Good kid."

I see so many hot ass fuckin' teachers in the school. There was this male teacher who had a hot model chick for a girlfriend. Straight twenty in the books. Would of talked to her, but she had a ring on her hand. Didn't want to fuck that up. So, I then came back to my table.

I then ate this grilled chicken with some mango shit or something. Weird tasting shit, but it was good. Chilled there for a bit. Then, dessert came. Chocolate cream cake with strawberry decoration. Tasted weird, but oh well! I then when to chill with my friend. We all go to take pics.

These random chicks talk to my friend. They are literally like shouting at him about nothing, so I go in and tell them, "No, try that again." However, they blow me out. Happened four times in total! Some shit. We go in and take pics. So, to cut the story short, the friend that I chilled with became Prom King for the night. I told him that he was going to get it from a precognitive view I saw. Coincidence? I think not. We all then took pics again and then danced to two last slow ass fucking songs. Waste of time. We then leave.

Tony picks us up. My date goes with my friend. It was now only nine people in the limo. Oh well! We then went to Banana Leaf to eat. We said that sixteen people were going to be there with us. However, it was too late. I order my fried rice with salty fish and chicken and a watermelon drink. Ate that all. The people came down. Too late for them, so we tell Tony to meet us at Rising Tide. We all walk there to eat. We chill for twenty minutes. Tony then comes. We leave. I then got dropped off. Walked outside the limo and the gangsters outside are like, "Oh shit! He came out of a limo." I swear, man... ANNOYING. These three black chicks hit on the windows, too. Ahh! I thank Tony and tell the butch and her date that it was cool meeting them.

Things I saw:
-The butch was into me. She always tried to get me to chill with her and stuff. She also gave me strong eye contact.
-I made the teacher interested. My social proof skyrocketed. Awesome!
-I was very flirty when it came to the blowouts.
-I should of initiated more escalation for that teacher. I had her easily and right where I wanted her.
-Food was good.
-I should of got laid. FUCK!

So yeah, it was a long day. Time went FAST. I was happy.

Well, yeah... That's my report.

-Hengman!

Hengman's FR: From the Subway to the Store, then to the Facebook!

2008-05-08T21:30:00.003-05:00

So, I haven't been posting lately. Been too fuckin' busy. Got a final paper due and shit like that.

Recap of my week:
- Had to get my final papers done. Working on presentations now.
- Went to the last meeting with the Philly Lair.
- Chilled with Somnong, Sohan, Sam, Phil, Jevon, and Andrew on the weekend.
- I now have problems doing falsetto (I can't blend in head and chest voice together smoothly like I used to).
- Had to get a tuxedo ready.
- Literally no sex this week (but I'm getting me some tomorrow).
- Wasted over $400.00 on stupid shit (not including gas money).
- Picked up the tuxedo today... Yeah...

There was more, but shit.

Anyways, I've been busy, like I said earlier. Couldn't really do much. I promised myself that this week was going to be hardcore gaming week. Guess what? I've only done a quarter of it. Not 100% with it, but oh well. When I couldn't game outside or at night, I chose to game online. It's been working wonders.

So, let me start of with what happened on Saturday. Somnong, Andrew, and Jevon came to pick me up and we all walked to 6th and Dickinson (for an event). We walked down 9th Street the whole way. By the time we got to Dickinson, I parted ways with the guys because I had to get to get to the lair meeting. So, I rushed myself from 9th and Dickinson to Broad. Took me 6 minutes to get to the subway. Time was 2:23PM. From the Ellsworth/Federal stop, I went Northbound to Walnut/Locust. Got off there. Left the station and what do I see? A fuckin' festival going on. Runway and everything there. Big ass event. Felt like a Memorial Day Bash. So, I walked through the clumped crowd. Nothing but HBs, but I didn't have time for them. I didn't want to be late. After 15 minutes of fuckin' crowd traffic, I made it to Rittenhouse Square, where I see Stephen recording. I tell him what's up and we walked together to the lair. Cool shit. I then see all of the other guys there. I was fuckin' early. WAY fuckin' early. I could of went out to get girls the whole time... Oh well!

So, we had AMP (Authentic Male Program) come in and speak to us. Actually, we had Bryan Baker and KC Baker speak to us. The whole thing was alright. Could of been WAY better.

So, enough is enough and I chill with Phil, Sohan, and Sam. Phil just always AMOGs Sohan. It was some of the funniest stuff I've seen and heard from a guy who once hated me for my guts. We all head to Aromatic to eat. I smoked a hookah for the first time. Lost my hookah smoking virginity! Had the mint-coconut flavor. Wasn't bad at all. Actually made my breath taste good. We then leave.

We then head to Sohan's place. Chilled there. Phil smokes his own hookah. We also had a long ass lecture with Sam to help him with identity grounding. After that, we went downstairs and try to leave to get to Checkers. This short Italian girl stands there with 2 faggot dudes and some other chick. She opens us.

Her - We were here first!
Sam - Well, I'm important.
Her - I don't give a fuck what you are. We were here first!
Phil - But he likes cheese.
Her - Well, I don't give a fuck what he likes.
Sam - Yeah, I like cheese. The fine wine and dine expensive type of cheese.
Her - I don't give a fuck. Ever heard of buffalo cheese?
Sam - I used to live with bison.

I'm just there with Sohan cracking the fuck up at how Sam responds. Mad props for taking on the AFOG. We then leave the dorm and head to Checkers. We then see these two dudes and shit walking together and they were DRUNK!

Sam - Yeah, totally fuckin' awesome, dude!
Them - Yeah man! Shit rocked!
Phil - No in the butt time for you!

We then WTF and laugh about it. We get to Phil's car and we then drive off. We see a girl and her man. Her man was wearing a sombrero hat. Phil rolls down his windows.

Phil - How much for your sombrero?
Him - Huh?
Phil - How much for your sombrero? I'll give you ten Mexicanos!
Him - No!
Phil - OK, I'll give you ten Mexicanos and deal! No, ningun de sexo el extremo!

We get to Checkers... I'mma end it right here. Got home at 4:00AM from chilling with the guys. Some of the coolest guys I've met. Phil introduced me to what he did to get easy money -- fraud. Funniest stuff, too. And he wants to be a lawyer *rolls eyes* Haha. He's so fuckin' cool, man!

So, after this day, I sleep in. Next day, classes were in session. Two fuckin' finals. Easy said and done. Nothing happened.

Tuesday, I schedule my tuxedo to be customized and tailored for. Got a measurement from a cute ass girl name Nicole. She's a HB8 and we talked a bit. She pinched my ass and shit like that. Cool, she's attracted. I'm into her, too. However, I didn't game her.

So, next two days, which is today, I was on the subway. Nothing special here. However, when I was on the Walnut/Locust stop, I just leaned sideways against a pillar and saw this HB11 girl looking at me. I use my peripheral vision to see if she was checking me out. Yep, she was. I then listened to a song (Israel ft. Fabolous - Gemini). When the song ended, game the fuck on. I went up to her and said, "Hi!"

Her - Hi!
Me - You look like you're having so much fun.
Her - Yeah.
Me - How are you?
Her - How old am I?
Me - No, how old...I mean -- how are you?
Her - I'm good. How are you?
Me - I'm AWESOME!

Subway came by and then stupid Central kids bombarded their way into the subway, crowding the subway and having me separated with HB11. Fuckin' Central kids! I built massive proof on the train and shit from talking to this girl. Ahh! I'm disappointed.

So, then, I went ot pick up my tuxedo for tomorrow. Nicole's checking me out. I tell her thank you for everything. We eye fucked the whole way and she knows that I want her. However, we don't say anything else and I leave. I then left to help my mom.

After the stores, I came home. Went on the computer...facebook! Talked to this girl that I talked to yesterday. We clicked the whole way with everything. She has literally all I really want. However, she's a virgin and lacks experience in sex, but she wants me to be the first guy to fuck her. She gave her number and she leaves.

So yeah... Nothing too big, but this is what happened. I'll post another report tomorrow when I go back to do my night game!

Thanks for reading!

-Hengman.

Cro on Body Language.

2008-04-28T21:50:00.002-05:00

I had a long and interesting conversation with Hengman a few weeks ago concerning how I use BL in the field, what I notice, what I read into. How I show my intent and will. Some of it was mentioned in the Field Guide, but per request I've decided to write a short piece on it.

Body language when dealing with other men

We've all studied the subtle signs of Body Language IOIs in the field, it has been touched upon in many books and articles regarding pickup, but I want to detail how and to what degree I use and interpret Body Language when it comes to meeting male obstacles and AMOGs.

Eye contact
First thing worth mentioning, and I can't stress this enough. Look a man in the eyes. Everything is a pissing contest(how ever I don't recommend actually doing those).
Looking a man in the eye is a sign of leadership, of being unafraid to challenge another male. Pack animals will look away from the Alpha male or stay behind him, the Alpha male looks at his followers when he wants to.

Eye contact needs to be firm, but also convey a message of gentleness; you are not looking at a prey, but a pack member. What our eyes say can decide our future relations with people, you do not want to come off as angry to every man you meet, but you need to show that you are a man that holds his ground and changing your beliefs won't be easy for him.

Practice your eye contact in a mirror, try out different ways of emoting with your eyes, and find the one that builds trust, shows leadership skills, firm beliefs and wisdom.

I’m going to share with you a small state pumper I use every time I enter a venue, and it has to do with giving people the impression of a confident male. I start by standing straight, walking slowly but purposely from one end to the other, looking every single person I meet in the eye and giving them a big smile. When I reach the end of the venue, I stop for a moment, use the restrooms, order a drink, talk to someone, then I walk back just like before, and this time around I get tons of smiles back.

Handshake
When it comes to handshakes, a lot of different things will tell different things about you as a person. The nature of shaking hands originally comes from tribal leaders meeting to discuss matters of state and offering their right arm(in most cases) normally used to handle weapons, in a gesture of non aggression. You are baring your wrist and showing that you are not holding a weapon, nor will you reach for one while you are this close to your opponent. You have his fighting hand in yours.

There are many varieties of handshakes, which one you use describes your personality to a degree, and many things about the way you carry out the handshake will fill out the map.

The warriors grip, this one is not so much mainstream, however used by athletes mostly, and self conscious men of leadership status. Performed by gripping your counterparts arm close to the elbow and squeezing down hard. He will do the same, thus locking both of your fighting hands, in close proximity to each other. This posture also locks in with strong eye contact up close.

This posture looks powerful and conveys a lot of manliness, but has been slowly fading out of western society over the centuries. Not recommended with strangers since this move is not mainstream and might end up being awkward, if you like this pose have you adapt to it. Having other men greet you like that in field can be a powerful DHV. However to use this pose correctly, it must be congruent with who you are. This stance will not work as well for a soft spoken, weak built man as it would for a tall, firm and heavily built man.

The left hand will come into play only if you wish to convey camaraderie and trust, as tribal leaders would keep their left hand free in case they needed to protect themselves, a friend will add the left hand to the mix and lay it firmly against his counterparts upper arm/shoulder. Thus exposing his torso for attack.
Left hand not to be added when dealing with an AMOG situation since it conveys a message of vulnerability.

This stance, when dealing with strangers, will let them know that you think of yourself as a warrior, a physically fit and strong individual. A true leader of men. For an added effect of fear, lean in while holding his hand in place. Disarm the threat with a smile, how ever the sub-conscious will label you as a powerful male, hopefully more powerful than he is, in his mind.

The warrior grip should be vertical, since it is a grip of two leaders meeting. Turning your hand slightly so your hand will be on top will be seen as a sign of aggression with this grip since it is not as subtle as a slight turn of a wrist and takes much more force. If the AMOG is man enough to use this grip, you would rather work on sub-consciously disarming him in stead of angering him in light of possible retaliation.

This grip should last for no longer than 3 seconds because of its intimate nature. In that time, eye contact should never be broken.

Normal handshake, the everyday handshake of men will hold many clues as to your inner frame. This is the mainstream replacement of the warrior grip in a more civilized world of equality.

The angle is the first thing to think about, when going in for a handshake. When you close your eyes and think back, your most used angle of approach when dealing with strangers is; Hand upwards, straight, down and lock or; straight forward, lock.
Keeping your hand closer to your torso protects you from attack and makes it easier to reach for a weapon, these are the most used forms of approach.
With friends and family your approach most likely will be one from the side; hand outwards to your side, flick or turn of a wrist, arc to the left, lock. This conveys trust and camaraderie, it's more casual and intimate.

When dealing with an AMOG situation, the former approach is preferable. It has aspects of the warrior grip to it, while not being as confrontational and straight forward. While the latter gives too much trust away and makes you look at him as an equal. This is good for disarming male obstacles, as his friends will shake his hand in this manner.

First thing to look at, force of grip; This will tell you straight away if you are dealing with an alpha male or not. Your grip should be firm, and not applied until the area between the thumb and index finger is locked against the same area on your counterparts hand, so you will not squeeze his fingers instead of fist.
Notice how many men you meet that don't apply their whole hand to the grip and you end up squeezing their fingers? This is a sign of insecurity, LSE and submission. Their grip will also be weak, like a child's. Conveys same weaknesses as not committing. Always commit fully to a grip and apply a firm grip, but never too much force as it will convey a wrong message of a neurotic and stressed individual.

Showing equality, submission or dominance in a handshake; this matter is very well explained in Decibel's PUA field Guide and I will use an excerpt from his writing to make my point, "Tilting your palm down will assert dominance, up will assert submissiveness. An AMOG may grab your hand and try to force it into a submissive posture, but you should either maintain dominance or go for a vertical equality shake. If you wish to befriend the AMOG, a vertical shake is best to create rapport, and equally important, your grip should match his.
If an AMOG approaches with an aggressive palm-down thrust, you can use
your other hand on top of his to force the shake vertical."

Same thing applies to this handshake as the warrior grip when it comes to adding the left hand to the mix, how ever since this form of handshake is less confrontational, how you apply your left hand can be read more in to. Apply force; show dominaance over a subordinate, casually slap; camaraderie and friendship.

A combination of leaning in and applying force with left hand on upper arm or shoulder will convey a lot of alpha characteristics, and it my preferred method when meeting men. Add strong eye contact and a genuine smile for maximum effect.

The last trick is something you need to use carefully when dealing with an AMOG, since it will undermine his authority and show everyone your complete dominance over him, this can be achieved by adding your left hand on top of your hands mid-shake, this is how dignitaries and leaders shake the hands of women and children. This will trigger resentment in most cases. I only use this when dealing with AMOGs that already surpass me in looks or fitness while also showing great alpha and leadership skills. Call it a secret weapon, add a grin in there and you will have dented his ego.

Upper torso

A few years ago, I was involved in a car crash and got some very serious whiplash, still affects me today if I do not follow the rules my physical therapist gave me, and you would know them as the Alexander Technique. For more information I suggest visiting www.alexandertechnique.com

What it taught me, was that to relieve stress on your back and neck, you need to stand straight, chin down and head sitting straight on the spine, not arched forward. Coincidentally this also describes the posture of a confident leader.

When meeting new men, or dealing with AMOGs, stand up straight, don’t slouch. Keep your shoulders straight, stick your chest out and try and feel your spine relaxing as you take on a natural state, because our society has changed the way we work, we put more stress on our backs, and sitting down all day will slowly change our ‘natural’ state and until you find that correct posture again, your energy won’t be the same.

When standing up straight, shoulders raised and chest forward, you are exhibiting alpha male characteristics. This posture oozes confidence, and you can just feel the change in your inner game if your posture is confident, it affects you on both a physical and mental level.

Walking the walk

Walk like a man who is not afraid of taking the next step, if there’s someone in your way, make them move before you reach them, be confident and assertive in your walk. Walk slowly, move your upper body as you walk, add a slight swagger, we’re not talking Bee Gee’s here necessarily, just walk the walk like nobody’s business.

Approach a girl with even steps, swagger and slow but casual steps her first impressions, providing she sees you coming, will be of a confident male, as she has most likely been approached by nervous AFCS and orbiters all night who walk like they’re the prey about to be devoured if they say and do the wrong thing. Don’t misstep, no uneven steps either. This kind of body language will make you stand out from the rest of the males at the venue After making this a rule, I prefer to always be on the move, just to get noticed. Try it.

Smiling

Just smile like you just had the best sex of your life, practice it at home. Might be a beaming smile, a sly grin, a small smile. Doesn’t matter as long as you feel good wearing it.

Now good luck and happy sarging.

The Events of a Lifetime...

2008-04-19T20:44:00.002-05:00

Didn't post in a while. Also, didn't really get a chance to go out.

Alright, so the past week, I laid a virgin. Yes. She became a fuck buddy, but there's one problem -- she might be pregnant. Stupid condoms. Hopefully, when she takes that test, she better turn out not pregnant. I'm worried out of my ass about it and I'm against abortion.

So, anyways, didn't really get a chance to work on my game. Just on Thursday, there was this HB10 Asian on the subway. I was going Southbound from Cecil B. Moore to Spring Garden. I see this hot ass Asian chick. She's short, but she's HOT. I wanted to talk to her, but I hate when there are guys that are sitting next to her and she's from a distance from which would be awkward to say hi or even speak. She seen me talking to my female friends and she kind of caught my body language. She liked it too much...hehe. She eye fucked me and I eye fucked back. However, my stupid stop came by and when I left, I winked at her and she smiled. So, hopefully I get to see her again and get her properly.

Nothing too much happened this past week though. I just bought two 2 liter containers of whey protein by Muscle Asylum from GNC for $67.00. Worth the deal. Went to the gym and saw one of my girls there. Her name is Lulu (or that's what I call her). We chatted a bit and she left with her friend. After them workout days, my upper body is SORE as shit. Lulu has been trying to flake me recently. Not cool.

Anyways, today, I went to Southwest Philly to attend a Khmer New Years even and help my mom out. Yeah... Waste of fuckin' time. I thought there were going to be hot girls and shit... Only a few, but they were...hood rats.

So yeah... I'll update soon... Hopefully.

Thanks for reading,

Love,

Hengman.

Hengman's FR: From the subway to the class to home!

2008-04-09T19:04:00.002-05:00

Alright, I woke up at 6:55 AM Eastern Central time. I had to get dressed and ready to get out. I get out of bed at 7:00 AM exact and turn on my Sony VAIO laptop. I then went to the bathroom to take care of business (a piss to be EXACT). I then ran back into my room and I checked the typical forums that I'm on (and I'm on A LOT) and my e-mail. Nothing new today, but the same trashy shit I see EVERYDAY. So, I get my toothbrush and Murad facial cleanser and started to wash myself up. I shaved, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then got ready for the long day. Here's how it went:

At 7:51 AM, I left the house and started up the car. I always get my mom to drop me off at the subway. OK, she drops me off and it's now 7:57 AM. I rush to get to the subway quick, so I won't be late. "Ah fuck," I thought to myself. Went downstairs on the Septa Orange Line and went northbound. I'm ALWAYS in the second boxcar of the subway. Alright, there I was sitting so confidently.

Stop after stop, I see people past by. New faces. First, there was the Snyder stop. Nothing special here. After, the Tasker-Morris stop, and still nothing special here. My friend comes onto the subway. His name is Sean. We chat for a second and I'm sitting while he's standing up. I then just told him, "Watch this." He then notices me do something that he'd NEVER thought I'd do -- pickup a girl on the subway. Three stops later, I begin my fun.

So, three stops later at the City Hall stop, I see a HB9 walk in. She's blonde haired and browned eyed, tall, and very beautiful. I then became surprised when she sat right NEXT to me. Hengman mode on and full game got into process. Here's how that went:

Map:
Orange - Hengman
Pink - Her

Hengman - Hi!
Her - Hi! (Smiling nervously, but then opening up herself more to me)
Hengman - How are you?
Her - Good! (Giggling nervously)
Hengman - You see! Nobody...EVER...talks on this subway!
Her - Yeah! I know! (Giggling all crazy and surprised) People never talk on this train.
Hengman - You, uh, know it's supposed to be nice today?
Her - Yeah! But Philly is always cold then hot.
Hengman - Don't you just love that! I do!
Her - Not really, but it's going to be warm today. (She's opened up now)
Hengman - Well, I had to introduce myself, but I'm Gerry. Nice to meet you. (I go in for a handshake).
Her - Hi, I'm Samantha!

I then freeze out on purpose.

Her - Is that where you go to?
Hengman - Of course!
Her - What is it? School or what?
Hengman - It's a school.
Her - Really? Like what kind?
Hengman - A cool one!

I freeze out again.

Her - What are you listening to?
Hengman - Music that I made.
Her - YOU RECORD! OMG! I LOVE MUSIC!

I smiled at her and gave her a wink. I decide that it was my only chance. However, my stop came quick (it was only two stops after City Hall). I then touch her on the shoulder and say, "It was nice meeting you, but I got to get going." I get up out of my seat and leave. Potential close that should of resulted in me quick escalating, but lesson learned! Oh yeah, there was this dude that was standing there watching me (all of them were, but this dude actually studied me).

So, my friend, Sean, sees this. He's astonished and he tells me, "Yo! That was smooth..." He then said that he saw my body language and that I'm REALLY good at, "...macking," as he called it. We walk out of the subway station talking to each other and how if he had made a bet, I would've won. Now, he knows who Hengman is.

So, story goes on. I had to get dressed up for the gym wearing just a white tee shirt and green with gray and white Jordan shorts. OK, I then leave my wallet in my khaki pants. After the session, I find that my fuckin' pants got ransacked and $100 (straight bill) was stolen from my wallet. I report it. People just don't do shit about things like this. Funny thing was that it isn't my money. Whoever took the money (and there's not many people around) is not going to walk anymore after he sees me. You pay respect to get respect. Hopefully, karma serves that person well. 'Cause if I do, it's personal. This ruined my fuckin' day.

So, time passed by, and it was now 3:40 PM. I walk out of the building and walk to the subway with Chris. We just chill on the subway. Behind my seat comes along a guy. This guy was the same EXACT guy to see me talk to the hot chick. He sits there and stares at me. I ignore him the whole time. People scare me sometimes. Got my mom to pick me up and got her to drop me off at a barber. I get my fresh hair cut. She then picks me back up and I went back home to take a shower.

Even though there is just one main target to talk to for a day, I made it worthwhile for myself and my friend.

Thanks for reading!

Much love and respect,

Hengman.

Rewind button violation theory by Hengman and Cro.

2008-04-06T21:17:00.001-05:00

Rewind button violation theory is a theory of jumping back from either seduction or comfort to attraction. NEVER do this.

Alright, a good friend of mine just mentioned this in a recent FR.

He went from solid attraction to solid comfort, then he jump the gun and went back into attraction. Why is that?

Well, from how I see it, if a girl is already attracted to you, there's no need to go back into attraction. However, what happened was that he went back to showing disinterest. She kind of took this in and freaked out because she thought she wasn't good enough for him anymore.

So, as you can see, the rewind button violation theory is a rule for what not to do. Once you've built attraction, why jump back? Don't jump back but continue plowing and plowing and plowing. Once you've jumped back, you've violated the whole process of getting her. From there, it's VERY hard to jump back into state of where you were because you pressed the reset button. And when you do this, she'll freak out and think that she has lost you. When that happens, you lose your frame and lose value. And by value, I mean A LOT of it because it might of made her think that you're just not interested in her at all.

Here's an example from his FR:
"I go for a glass of water since I'm parched, and when I return she's putting her coat on.
Her: I'm leaving, my friends are at
I see from her BL that I'm not coming with, I guess she doesn't want me around with all her friends.....why?
Me: What about being adventurous ?
Her: Not tonight, I don't feel like it. See you later. ::walks off::

My friend walks in "hey Cro...people are wondering why you and her are so close tonight....she has a boyfriend at home..."
Suddenly it all makes sense, she was never comfortable when in the other set and I was with, just in my set and away from her friends.

I had her in C3 and working into S1, could have made her cheat on that guy without even knowing about him, but I pumped the state up from being 'interesting and spiking her emotions' to.....frat boy.....rookie mistake. I messed up.
I tell my friend "guess he's not that good of a boyfriend...she's been hanging with me the past two nights" and walk off."

By regressing from C3, where he had built a solid emotional connection to his target and a perfect rapport, to making her qualify herself, moving back into Attraction, he severed the emotional connection and DLVed his target by making her go back from their nice 'connection' to having to proof herself all over again to him.

What a bad ass luck fuckin' night!

2008-04-05T00:40:00.002-05:00

So, I went to a meet up with the fellas.

I'm not going to name names, but here's what happened:

- Someone left his phone in a taxi cab. He literally had to run back to someone to get his phone. He then gets it back. Course of two hours or less.

- Someone left his sunglasses in the restaurant.

- I left my wallet at the restaurant. I didn't know. I walked with someone who also left with me and when I was at the fuckin' subway, the person who left his phone in the car calls me with his retrieved phone and tells me that he has my wallet. I check my back pockets. I'm like, "OH SHIT! He does have it!" So, I take fuckin' 20 minutes to walk back. Got back to the restaurant and I find out that they all leave. He calls me and tells me that he went to another location. I literally ran there. Just to make sure, I had to call. No pickups. So, he then calls me back and I get to him. I then walked fast to where he was and got my wallet. Alright, goal accomplished. Then, I was on my way back to the subway. By the time I was just SO close to the subway, these dudes just came up from the stairs and said, "The last train. You just missed it." I'm like, "FUCK!" So, I had to get someone to pick me up.

WTF is up with leaving shit at places? Wow...

WHAT A FUCKIN' BAD ASS LUCK NIGHT! This is a fuckin' night to remember.

But before all of this, the meet up dealt with the Philly Lair and the Black Women Who Want More. We taught them about us and they taught us about them. We were like the same shit, but one side had dicks and the other side had vaginas. Most of the women were older (probably 40 or so) and we all talked to each other. I could see these fellas building attraction with ease. I remember talking to Sarah, and all I literally did was talk about her. She gave IOIs (and we taught them about that) even though we taught them that girls do things instinctively. She's from Manhattan, and that's where I'm thinking about moving to after the summer. I'm surprised that there was some shit called Alphabet City... Like...so fuckin' cool!

I actually learned a lot. We did some activities that I didn't really enjoy doing, but it was funny.

Well, thanks for reading! Nothing else!

Hengman on appearance -- and why it affects so many people.

2008-04-01T20:38:00.003-05:00

Appearance -- Why does it effect so many people?

So, I'd thought I'd contribute a little idea over here and give the 411s on how appearance work in social everyday interactions.

In order to look good, you MUST know, not think, you look good. So, you might be asking yourself, "How does one look good?" or better yet, "Why does one look good?"

Let's start of with the Whys:

Reasons:
1) Looks are all genetic, unless born under special circumstances. Some guys have pretty boy looks like Brad Pitt or Tom Brady, and all of them other women getters. These are from a genetic outcome. Cultural background counts, too.

2) Looks take at least a quarter of a lifespan of one's presence lifeline or even half to take place mentally. By this, I mean... Think about your age. How long did it take for you to get a girl to either call you ugly or cute? I'm not talking about grandma talk either when they say, "Aww, you're such a cute baby!" to you when you're like four years old. I'm talking about when you are aware of your social surroundings (example would be in high school, etc.). Usually around your teen and junior high years, correct? This is where your self esteem issues play its role. Your decisions come from this.

3) Looks are artificially made. Hey, let's face it. If you aren't born with looks, you HAVE to make yourself look good. I'm going to tease your brain for a second, but think about a girl who you thought was ugly in the past and when you just seen her recently, she's like HOT as fuck? Crazy, huh? Well, that person has been working herself to look that way. You can, too. It takes years of control in order to do so. Ever wonder how some of the hottest girls that you see have fake boobs? Yep... Artificially made like the juices out now.

Let's address the Hows:

Ideas and how each idea works:

Alright, so, I remember having long jet black hair. My hair was very prepped up and had a lot of vitality showing. I remember when it used to make who I was as a person. I've got to admit that I was a pretty boy back then, and it wasn't long ago. I used to wake up extra early for school just to go to the bathroom, wash up, wash my face to make sure that there weren't no pimples, shave, and style up my hair. It was my daily routine. I used to go to school and like Dorian Gray in that famous book, I was flattered for how I looked as a person. It affected me. I started to become OBSESSED with the fact that I went with a hot ass model when I was only 16 years young and my looks. It affected me negatively and it was her who taught me how to use my self esteem to become positive with it. Here's what I learned:

First, think to yourself: Why do I look the way I look? What do everyone else think about how I look? How should they look at me? Why should it matter to me?

1) Girls like clean men. I don't give a shit what you say. If your breath and your body odor smells like you been fucking dead cats while giving fistings to old women going through menopause, you are in deep shit. Girls HATE dirty guys.

2) Don't get ahead of yourself. Many guys would be dickheads (I was one) who become conceited -- not cocky. One of the biggest turn offs that I found from girls was that they hate guys who think they were the shit because they have the good looks. Usually, it makes your appearance drop and make you look like shit.

3) Who you are as a person. As stated in number two of the hows, who do you think you are as a person? Answer that to yourself and then ask yourself why you are like that. The person you are makes up your image, if you didn't know that.

4) Why should you make yourself look better if you already don't look good enough? Easy. Who you are as a person is usually what you are, as I've stated before. Let's say you're one ugly ass fucker who looks like Sam Cassell of the NBA. That motherfucker is one UGLY ass motherfucker. He plays in the NBA and is usually taunted for his face... I understand why. However, did you know Sam Cassell donates A LOT of fuckin' money to charity. I did charity with him before and this guy literally DROPS money. What does this say about his value as a person to society? That he's a good person, correct? Yes. Now, think about a guy who is an asshole. Would he do the same as Sam Cassell? Probably, but I'd doubt he'll be like Sam Cassell. He'll just be an asshole. In Sam Cassell's face (not really), he is a good man. Get the point? You better.

5) Racism. Alright, so I remember not too long ago talking with these two white chicks at Club 27 in Philly. I approached them with, "Hi!" First thing that blurted out of their mouths was, "Fuckin' Chink! Ching chong chang!" and that other good stuff. Guess how I felt? I was pretty damn, "WTF just happened?" In return, I just said, "Yeah, that means that you like me." They were like, "OH SHIT!" like it was some fuckin' stupid fire in the building. Funny thing was that I pulled that one chick who said that and fucked her the same night. So, the way I handled this was just to agree with her and then flip the script on her. Don't let race fuck you over. Last time it fucked me over was like last month (it's in my blog in the history). I vowed to myself to NEVER let it happen to me again. When you don't get fazed, it's sexy. Trust me. :O Let race play a factor into your daily life and you'll get NO girls.

6) Addressing the problem. Alright, in this phase, people shouldn't be blindsided to know where their fuckin' flaws are. If you're fuckin' ugly, admit that shit. Any logical fuckin' flaw that you fuckin' see on your body or within yourself (personality), just admit it to yourself. Fix that flaw. How? Alright, this is where you should be "addressing the problem". If you're ugly and have shit looking clothes, buy new fresh looking clothes and style yourself to look good. I'm sick of seeing people who fuckin' follow trends, especially n00b ass fuckin' people who want to join the community. You DON'T have to peacock. Peacocking is just a minor step into creating yourself. You could still dress like a dickface and still get laid. Any flaw you see that you can fix (besides looks), fix it or make it better.

7) Here's a myth I'm going to bust and it's a myth about social conditioning. Ever saw a teacher tell a student, "You're a smart kid." Then the next day, the kid doesn't do jackshit? Exactly. This is a negative effect. If a girl calls you cute, don't just take it personal and be like, "Yeah, I'm the shit," just as I pointed out in my other points. That'll be negative and detrimental to yourself. Instead, take her words and reframe it, so it makes sense to you and have a positive effect on YOU.

8) Age. Orleans said it best and Heartwork proves it pretty well. Age doesn't mean jackshit. If it did, then why the fuck can we watch an old ass movie and still say it's good? EXACTLY. Age doesn't matter. Well, to an extent, it matters (like some of the fuckin' PEDOS out there...) in a way. If you're young physically (and I ain't talking about dick sizes...no homo), make it like you're older if you want older women. Your personality has to be congruent to EVERYTHING around you that you want to attract. Now, I don't believe in the magnet theory with opposites attracting (and I'll write about this soon), but just like a magnet, you would want to attract things.

Magnet theory:
Now, congruence is all about one thing, and that is being able to vibe with EVERYTHING around you. I don't believe that attraction is based on the, "Opposites attract," but rather making yourself appear genuine to attract. Think of yourself as a cool ass metal magnet compared to them other steel, or whatever the fuck they are made out of. You'd attract everything because you're so fuckin' cool. Every other metal would want to be with you. Even the gay ones! Yes, what a fuckin' cool ass analogy. Thank me, but anyways... As I've said it and I'll say it again, your identity and avatar should be congruent with each other until it becomes one. After this, you should use that congruence that was summed up to have EVERYTHING else become attracted to you. This is a form of pre-selection and social proof. If you're cool with this one group, another group might see that and be like, "Oh shit! He's the fuckin' shit!"

Well, I don't feel like typing anymore. The more I type, the more I just duh out. But anyways, yeah... That's my little rant on appearance. Hope you enjoyed. I don't care about critiques or so on. Just read.

Online gaming...

2008-03-29T23:50:00.003-05:00

So, I was online just talking to girls. There was this one girl that I danced with at the clubs that I just recently met in person and then online two weeks later (today). She tried to add me on Myspace, so instead, I was fucking wit her. I never got her number that day, so here was my chance. Surprise, surprise! Here's how it went:

And I'm going to rearrange it for you guys. This is in the correct order (top to bottom).

RE: Before ANYTHING happens! :D

Body:

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Hengman
Date: Mar 29, 2008 11:20 PM

You needa tell me the password.
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Her
Date: Mar 29, 2008 11:32 PM

wat password?
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Hengman
Date: Mar 29, 2008 11:51 PM

You're telling me you don't remember the secret password that I gave you? I don't believe that.

But I'll be nice.

Anyways, you should know my name.

Hear me roar. :D

Love,

Hengman.
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Her
Date: Mar 29, 2008 11:53 PM

oooohh yeah hiii ..lol
huh u just kinda made me lost ..lol ... hi yeah wats up ... !!

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Hengman
Date: Mar 29, 2008 12:14 PM

Just chillaxin', my bisquit! :P

How are you? I can see that you've been having too much fun.

Let's slow it down a bit and get to know each other. I'll start off.

"Hi! I'm Gerry! You may know me from...damn...forgot that show..."

And ******'s your real name?
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Her
Date: Mar 30, 2008 12:18 AM

hi im fine .. just exhausted from work ... lol ... but talk about having fun ?.. i wasnt that havin fun that nite .. lol ... but before that ive been seen u sumwhere .. but i forgot .. uhm ....
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Hengman
Date: Mar 29, 2008 12:30 PM

Wow, just got back from working? You must be tired. I should leave you alone so you can get some rest.

But anyways, I'm not sure. Probably. *wink wink*

Well, I'm tired of messaging. Got a contact that I could get you back with? I would love to talk to you. :D

Love,

Hengman.
----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Her
Date: Mar 29, 2008 12:33 PM

yeah ... u cant txt me at ********** ...

____________________________________________________________________

So, as you can see, successful once again. :D

Oh yeah, I've been field testing the GF applications. It's OK. Not 100%, but it's good enough to get funny ass responses.

And my stupid BFF, Vince, called me out. He said that I talked too much about getting girls and that he has never seen me with any. Idiot, you never go out with me, so that's why. The only thing I said to him was that our homegirl wanted to fuck him. Wow...

Well, that was all! Thanks for reading! :D

The class to the subway to the gym!

2008-03-24T20:18:00.001-05:00

So, I was in classes and there were new people around me. I'm like, "WTF is going on?" What I've decided to do was make girlfriend applications! Yeah! Stole the idea from someone... I forgot. I need to sleep.

But here's how it went -- I wrote out on a piece a paper a whole girlfriend application like this:

Name:
Ethnicity:
Age:
Occupation:

Then I wrote out 9 random questions out of 10 questions. The question that should always be included would be, "Just in case, should I bring condoms on the first date?"

Here's how that went with people (I gave it to like EVERY girl I saw):

First up was an OK girl (wasn't close to my type)... Looked like a 6, but VERY nice personality. I told her, "Hey, you gotta do this." She was like, "What?" I then just look at her a smile and just handed her the paper and said, "Fill it out." She complies and brushes her hair. I give her a high five. So, when that was done, she answered with, "(I'm skipping the names), mixed (black with Indian), 19, and I'm not telling you." She then answers my questions. She got to the 5th question (Just in case, should I bring condoms on the first date?) and started to really find me attractive. Surprise, surprise. She then calls me cute and that she'll message me if she can't get me by phone. However, I never gave her my phone number. Instead, she offered hers.

So, my ass went off to another girl. I'd give her a 8 in the books. Gave her the girlfriend application. She was very straight and VERY sexual to me about it. However, she said no to the condom question, but giggling to it does mean that she wants the dick. I kept on going. One of the questions I put down was, "Would you fuck a midget for a billion dollars. Even two of them?" She was like, "Oh... HELL YEAH!" I was like, "Damn, you're pretty cool." Went in for the kill, made out. EASY.

I then stop for a while and then ask the girls about midgets. Most of the girls I've asked (out of like thirty) said yeah to the question. Only one girl said no. What a weirdo! I was then in return asked the same question. I said, "OH! FUCK YEAH!" Shit... Gave her the girlfriend application... She blew me out. I was like, "Oh well."

There were so many girls I gave the girlfriend application to. Only like half of them answered.

After this, went on the subway. I see a 9 looking at me talking to some of my female friends. I'm like, "Who is she looking at?" in my head. She has her sunglasses on, but her head was directly pointing at me. She's glaring at me hard. So, I decide to wave across the subway car. She sees it and smiles and is surprised that my ass would do such a thing. I then do the finger (the "come over here" finger). She comes and we talk. I introduce her to my friends. She's into it. My friends left and me and the target's stop were alongside each other. So, another 5 minutes, I escalate on her, go do the, "ear to lips" and sneak a kiss. She's turned on and took her sunglasses off, but told me to stop embarrassing us. Stop came by and I'm like, "Yo, you still didn't give me your name. Anyways *took out my phone* give me your number," and placed the phone in between her breasts. Gave me the number and got off at the stop with her. I talk for two minutes then tell her that I had to leave.

Came home and I typed this shit!

Edit: Just got back from the gym. I worked my shoulders with heavy ass weight. Alright, during my 2nd exercise, saw a three piece set (HB9 and two HB8s). I had the nerves (some weird AA feeling). I went up to them and said, "Hey, umm... I couldn't help but say this and had to let it out, but I thought your friend was cute (said this to the HB8 about the HB9)." The friend gives a smile and her friend (my target) gives a BIG smile. I then tell them that I had to get back to my workout and that's all I had to say to them. They are surprised. I then introduce myself and shook hands right away. I pretend to leave then turn around with, "Do you guys come here often?" They said yeah. I was like, "Really? I never saw you guys here. Well, I've got to go." They then introduced themselves to me and I walked off. I should of escalated but somehow, I got lost in what I was doing. They then start eye fuckin' me when I went back. Didn't get a number, but when I see them again, I'm getting that number. Man, how the fuck did I get lost? I just froze out. It's alright!

Well, that's that for today. Enjoy.

Shaved.

2008-03-21T23:24:00.003-05:00

I fuckin' shaved my facial hair! AHH! That's what happens when modeling work comes into play.

So, I was at Sunset Talent Management. Talked to Tom about getting some modeling work done. I have to get my headshots made. So, I have to pay $250 at Kevin Loreaux for headshots. Pretty good deal from him.

Oh yeah, I had to help touch up the newly bought house since 6:00 PM 'til 10:48 PM that we let some family rent out of. SHIT! The fridge didn't fuckin' fit through the door. Shit took an hour to disassemble than reassemble. What a motherfucker.

Alright, so, here's a quick story from yours truly: We had to lift the fridge from my house to get to the newly bought house. It took five people to get it out. OK. So, we put it into my older bro's friend's pickup truck. My older bro goes into the passenger with his friend and his friend's wife. So, in 34 degrees: me, Mike, Andy (my younger brother), and Albert are at the fuckin' back of the pickup truck exposed to cold air. We had to drive about close to a mile and we saw these white girls... First thing we did was scream. They then started to scream with us. We scream again. They follow. The third time, we did it again, but when they did it, we told them to shut the fuck up. People thought we were stereo-typical Mexicans and shit (and I looked good). Sad. So, we got to the house. All of us jumped out of the pickup truck SOCOM style. Shit was hot. The fuckin' neighborhood was eying us and shit. Good times to remember. Felt like this back in North Carolina.

OK, some funny shit I saw on video was when these fuckin' 12 and 14 year old kids try to rob a police station. LMAO

Candidate For Worlds Dumbest Criminal Title - Watch more free videos

Thanks for reading!

2008-03-15T23:30:00.002-05:00

This man is a fuckin' genius. Went to the Philly Lair meet today and met other guys.

Alright, the man from NY has ideas for the most natural of approaches. He has sarged with the biggest names from Mystery to RSD to Hypnotica. He lectured about how Mystery's style of gaming is just...insanity. It's not natural.

Here's his frame of getting the girl:

-Approach & engage
-Spike BT
-Escalate
-Repeat

He also had a way of reframing called "Flipping the script". He also used A LOT of scientific knowledge to his advantage to cover ALL of the logical fallacies in gaming. This guy sounded like The Judge in person.

He proved that anyone can have game without having game. The only reason we have game is because we don't think about gaming. It's just natural and instinctive.

Franco also demonstrated some crazy ass direct game. A way he approaches a girl is by walking straight up to them and staring hard at her eyes, then saying, "Hey, I would like to have a drink with you." Then walk away. Franco also stated that C&F is stupid because if a girl was to ask, "Where do you live?" and you say, "No, we're rushing things too fast." -- why would you use C&F? It's just not relevant. He also stated about how much he HATED PUA terms. It makes sense. A LOT of sense. Instead of C&F, amplify that as a reward. He also talked about reaction patterns and how to spot the crazy ass girls. If a girl is crazy, they'll give WAY more sexual innuendos. Perfect.

Mystery and the others can pick up over 300 chicks in a month, but they only get 6-8 lays a month. When you compare the ratio of that, they aren't really successful ALL of the time. 300:6? Seriously. Franco believes that the more you make her chase you, the more direct and easier it is to win her over. I 100% agree.

So, that was my review.

Oh yeah, I met Angel, Jason, Troy, Chuck, Mike, Nate, Nigel, Steven, James, Russ, Franco, and some other guys. I forgot everyone's names. Pretty good experience at the Philly Lair meet. Franco was an INCREDIBLE speaker. One of my faves.

Well, yeah. That was it. Thanks for reading!

What a crazy ass night.

2008-03-15T02:45:00.003-05:00

I went to Club Roxxy to sarge, and crazy shit happened.

So, I was coming home from classes and Danny texted me to go clubbin'. I agreed and told him to pick me up after I get off of the subway. Luckily, I was ready. So, Danny and Vince picked me up from the subway stop and we went straight to Danny's house. Danny mixed a drink and everyone else who tasted it said that it was good as shit. There were: Danny, Meshell, me, Vince, Greg, and Darrel. We called Lilly, but she said she was going with Valerie. Amanda and Rahul were supposed to come down, but Rahul had to get out of work when we had to leave. Everyone else drank and we all took pics together before the club (because they don't allow cameras). I was then made the designated driver and drove to Club Roxxy. Here's the story on that:

We got there, I parked at the parking lot. The club had Danity Kane coming to perform, so there was a dumbass long line. We went all of the way to the back, then Danny called Lilly. Lilly told us to go to the front, and so we find Lilly. We see Lilly and line up behind her. Then, some dumbass white chick came out of nowhere and here's our convo:

White bitch: Do you go to school?
Me: Uh...I don't know?
White bitch: You don't go to school?
Me: Are you trying to stalk me?
White bitch: Well, the uneducated go to the back of the line.

I then just COMPLETELY ignore her.

So, then a chick opens me because she opened Danny first. Danny introduces me to her. Her name is Kim. Here's our convo:

Kim: What's your name?
Me: Hengman.
Kim: No, really! What's your name?
Me: Hengman is my name. I'm not giving you my real name until I get to really know you.
Kim: OK, Hengman! Where you from then?
Me: Tryin' to stalk me?
Her: Stalk you? Why would I stalk you? Do I look like a stalker?
Me: Just in case.
Her: Well, you don't have to tell me the address.
Me: Don't worry about it.
Kim: So, how old are you, Hengman?
Me: I'm old enough to get into this club.
Kim: 17?
Me: No. You keep on guessing.
Kim: 18? 19? 20?

Kim's friend then comes into the convo and guesses my age correctly. I'm like, "Good job!" then high fived her. She's attracted. I then go into gaming the set. However, I couldn't pull in a number close due to the line.

So, the line was like CRAZY long. When we got to the front, bouncer checked me, but when they were doing a body search, they asked me what I had in my pockets. I had my CK Black cologne, eye contacts case, chap stick, and eye contact drops until the STUPID ass guy who searched me threw my fuckin' CK Black cologne away like a dickhead. I didn't even realize it until after I went in. Fuckin' asshole.

Went inside the club. Fuck Danity Kane -- we were there to have fun. Most of us got mad because we waited in line for so long and they made us pay a fee for being late when they held us in line on purpose. So, we all went upstairs. Everyone's dancing. The group that I'm with are dancing. I decided not to dance yet and go sarge. However, there was nobody that I wanted to sarge. The dark, humid room had nothing but white women. I was there looking for Latinas. However, there were Latinos, but like five Latinas max (three of them I saw had men and the other two seemed to be lesbians). So, I waited for a bit outside. Greg's with me at the moment.

We go out to the porch. Greg knows that I can pick up girls, so I decide to teach him. He then is surprised by my knowledge of pickup and my teaching of pickup. He learns how to attract. The only thing I told him was, "Just play hard to get and you're good from there." So, he did his thing and he got a couple of girls talking to him. We then go back upstairs.

I decided to go into the dancefloor and dance. I see Kim. Me and her grind for a while. I then dance with Amanda and Meshell for a while. After a couple of songs played, I went downstairs back to the porch with Greg to get some fresh air. I see HBAli (I know her from my cousin) with her friend that I've seen before who was like OBSESSED with me when we were younger. Ali's friend gives MAD IOIs because she sees me at the club. Surprise, surprise. They then go back up to dance. I then go back up to dance. Greg grinds HBAli. I grind the girl who likes me. She grinds HARD as fuck. I felt that shit and it was starting to hurt. She's impressed with my dancing. They decide to leave. Amanda then calls me out to dance with her. I grind with her, and I've got to say that for a white girl, Amanda grinded me GOOD. She knows how to work her body. Oh yeah, Vince and Meshell were grinding the whole night together.

Danity Kane then comes up and they only perform two songs. WTF. Everyone got mad and shit. We left after that shit.

I then drove to the Oregon Diner to eat. On our way there, like entering the entrance to the parking lot of the diner, I accidently hit the curb. Luckily, tires didn't break. Rahul parks in before me. I park next to him, but I park too close to his passenger side. I then back up and restart the parking.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after the diner, Danny got mad at Amanda because she blamed him for some shit with the drinks. Danny slams on Amanda's car and Rahul (driver of that car) comes out and grips Danny. Danny becomes pissed as fuck and tells Rahul that he would fuck Rahul up. I'm like, "WTF is going on this time?" The guys had to break up the fight and I was just in the car WTFing. So, I then walk out of the car and tell Danny and Rahul to chill. They comply. I then found out that Danny was only mad at Rahul for gripping him hard really hard at the shoulders (and I know how it feels) without trying to calm him down. I then gave Danny back some of the money I owed him.

Came home and typed this shit. Good night! What a fuckin' crazy ass night...!

Thanks for reading.

The Birthday Bash!

2008-03-09T02:24:00.004-05:00

So, came back from a Birthday Bash event.

Earlier, I woke up at exactly 12:00 PM. I went on my laptop and just chilled. At 2:40 PM, I went to the gym. I was dressed up. Wore all green. Green polo with a faded military green graphic tee from B&R covering the front of the polo; just letting the collars hang loose on the graphic tee and jeans with a green tint to it and green shoes... I was representing St. Patrick's Day literally (and I wasn't doing it on purpose). While at the gym, people were looking at me funny 'cause I looked good in the gym. I gave a good workout to my triceps and biceps. I pushed 170 lbs on the preacher for reps. I was happy. I thought I had forearm tendinitis, but luckily I don't. My jean's zipper broke and when I was walking, HBs in the gym were looking down there. Funny moment. Went outside of the gym, about to leave, just seeing that spring rain was falling. It was sunny, but raining. VERY beautiful, and it also felt quite extraordinary.

So, after the gym, me, Danny, and Vince head to Danny's house. We just chilled there for a bit. Danny made us some protein drinks. Pretty good shit, too. Vincent eats a lot of fuckin' food at the house. We then left the house an hour later and head to Danny's restaurant -- Hai Tien. I find out that there was a birthday that was going to be held there by people I knew, so we all stayed. Danny was supposed to pick up his girlfriend. However, she was still in Miami due to the flight delay because of the rain. When we got to the restaurant, about 5 minutes later, the birthday boy's friends and little brother come into the restaurant to set up the stage for the party. So, me, Danny, and Vince just start wasting our time down by eating and we all played Texas Hold 'Em. I won most of the time. Big whoop. After this, around 8:00 PM, birthday boy finally comes in. Me, Vince, and Danny decide to gamble. However, Danny drops and it's me and Vince gambling. The fucker won $86 from me. What a fuckin' quick ass moment. It was now 8:50 PM and me and Vince quit playing. More people started to come to the party. It was still empty, however. Since I was part of the VIP with Vince and Danny, I was watching people come into the party. Nothing yet. So, we all decide to watch TV. At about 9:30 PM, more people came, but the place was still empty. By 10:10 PM, the VIP went into the party to check it out. I noticed girls giving me and Danny mad IOIs. Some dude (his name was also Danny and he was the brother of birthday boy, Dave) came up to us and told Danny, "You see that girl in the pink? She wants to holla at you." Me and Danny thought that this guy was AMOGing us. So, our Danny tells him, "Yeah, OK... Sure. Why didn't you tell him?" and points at Vince. However, Frank, our security told Danny that she did want him, so Danny was like, "Oh shit!" Everything then goes good. Danny ignores the comment because the girl wasn't his type and that he had a LTR already.

HBs come in. There's HB9 and HBcrazychick with other HBs. Four piece set. They saw the VIP status in me and gave IOIs. I must've hit their attraction switch hard with pre-selection. However, I don't game them. Then, there was a three set that saw me in the VIP group. They give mad IOIs. The one girl in blue keeps staring at me dead straight. She likes me. I decided to not game a girl for that day because there was nothing but Cambodian chicks. I didn't have my car, so there was no reason to pull a chick for an ONS or a BJ, and the girls aren't really my type. HB9 had a BF. Didn't want to break that apart since she was with him for years. Other HBs are just weird. I ignored them all. At the end, when it was time to close, this moron walks past me and whispers loudly, "You faggot." I just looked at him and told him, "What you say?" Motherfucker shuts the fuck up. Frank then confiscated this white dude's stuff (his Hennessy bottle and his weed plus $100) for talking shit. Day goes well. At the end, I decided to help stay and clean the restaurant. The birthday boy shows me, Danny, and Vince some respect by coming up to us to thank us for a wonderful time they had at the restaurant and that they'll set more parties up.

Came home. Made a protein shake and ate some scrambled eggs with a little bit of rice. Now, I'm typing this shit up. Yeah. No pull or anything today, but it's OK. I have the WHOLE week ahead of me. :D

Thanks for reading!

Wow...

2008-03-05T18:19:00.002-05:00

Now, gossip is going on that I'm racist and whatnot. Not my fault by saying what I said about black girls feeling like "brillo pads". Personally, I don't give a fuck. Ask me and I would tell you that I DON'T GIVE A FUCK. They attacked me first. I just had the last laugh.

Alright, situation was like this: Yesterday, the girls I've seen again points me out to their set and tells them, "You remember what he said?" The set was like, "What?" Then the bitches told the set, "He said that black girls felt like brillo pads." I'm just sitting there laughing my fuckin' ass off because this is SAD. Now, these dumbass girls were really ignorant. Like very low class, and they still are to me. Then this girl by the name of Shavon was part of the set comes up to me and says, "I don't like you." I'm like, "OK. Go away now." Then she was like, "You're biased." I just then look at her and ignore her." The girls see me laughing and one of the members that shit tested me the other day tells me, "This shit ain't funny." I just then laugh harder. This was a hilarious day.

I should of said, "Do I LOOK like I care?" Plus, these girls has REALLY low value. Shavon is and looks like a corner store smut. I would of pointed that out, but I don't waste my time with assholes. Plus, this girl tells me that I would never be with a black chick nor can I handle them. Dumbass girl, I gamed a lesbian black chick before.

I gamed another Latina! I also gamed a black mixed white chick. The black mixed white chick said something to me like, "I know you! You from that park." I'm like, "Stalkin' me?!" She then wanted the penor. I could tell. I spiked her BT like off of the roof. Same thing for the Latina. I just spell out the word "hell" out and she opens up and says, "H-E-double hockey stick?" And I say, "Yeah, double hockey stick." Then I just game her from there.

YEAH!

Thanks for reading. Oh yeah, there's a meeting on March 14th for the Philly Lair at the Ethical Society building at 2:30 PM to 6:30 PM.

What a fucked up night!

2008-03-02T11:46:00.002-05:00

I didn't go to the Meet-N-Greet on Friday. I overslept and shit.

Well, anyways, I went to the gym early in nice clothes because me, Danny, and Vince were going to go clubbing. After the gym, we brought Vince home and waited in Danny's car for Vince to get ready. He got done, so we went straight to Jersey. We went to Danny's crib and we practically ate all of the food. We were hungry as fuck. So, then we went to the Cherry Hill mall to get Danny's girlfriend. I made a bet with Vince that I could get three number closes in half an hour. Alright, I got to take a five minute head start to search around and see what the venue was like for that day. There was A LOT of people. I went into Abercrombie, by which, I sarged for the fuck of it. I saw this HB7. I pulled my little day game opener of, "I'm just curious, but help me with jeans real quick because I need a female perspective." She was pretty cool and helped. It was funny because I was going indirect the whole time with a strong inner game frame and just won her over. However, when I changed my style straight to direct ("Well, anyways. I got to go. I just came here to say that you were cute."), she was like, "You made me do ALL of that for NOTHING?" I smiled at her and then one of her guy friends interrupted, I pretended to leave. I then turned around and said, "Well, just for you to remember -- my name is Gerry." I then went in with a handshake. She then complied with, "My name is Rome." I then asked her, "How do you like it here?" She tells me that, "I don't like the white people here. I also don't like that white boy style." I guess she was referring to preppy people. I was like, "For real?! I know how it feels. I feel the SAME EXACT way." Got interrupted again. I was like, "Do you know him?" She was like, "Yeah." "Are you guys brothers and sisters? You guys do look a lot alike." She was like, "No. He's a dork." So, I'm just there wasting my time. She then tries to qualify me with what school I went to. I just responded, "Are you trying to stalk me?" She then makes that funny face. Got her number and left. I found out she had a boyfriend.

I got one number close. I had to get two more, but time was up. Bet was that if I won, Vince had to pay my fare. If he won, I would have to pay for him. The asshole won. So, I owe the asshole. But anyways, time was up and I turned my game off to get to Danny and his girl. We found them at the foodcourt at a table next to Yanaga. They were eating sushi and shit. Vince then joined his fat ass in to eat with them. I was just there disappointed because I lost this bet. After this, all of us went to Unlimited Too to talk to Michelle, who works there, about clubbing. Michelle said that she was going to go. We immediately phone call other people, and we had ten guarantees. We had to do a little favor for Michelle and then me, Danny, Lilly, and Vince left to go to CVS to drop off Lilly and talk to Amanda and Rahul. Rahul said that he couldn't go. Amanda was ALWAYS down for every event. Danny bought orange juice and a container. Lilly then said that Greg was going to pick her up, so we left to go to Target. Danny bought whatever he needed and we left to get to Danny's crib. Danny then immediately washed the container and mixed Grey Goose with the orange juice. He then gets Vince to drink and it was funny because these cousins use each other as taste tests ALL of the time. We had to chill for two hours and had to wait for everyone to meet up at Danny's house. Everyone arrives at 9:45 PM to the house and most of them pre-gamed. Me, Lilly, and Greg didn't drink. So, I was made driver of Danny's car for the night. We all left at 10:10 PM and it was me and Greg driving. I had Danny's car and Greg had his own car. I felt like a virgin driver since it was my first time of driving Danny's car, and he doesn't let ANYONE drive his car except his sister. I had these people in my car: Danny, Vince, me, Darrel, and Lilly. I drove the car and Danny tells me that I'm smooth as shit with driving. That's what happens when you illegal street race in the Summer. LOL Well, anyways, we got to Club Flow, by which, we find out that it got shut down. That was some fucked up ass shit. We should of went to Club Solo. We were running up and down to look for it too. Felt so FUCKED UP. We got back to Danny's car and went to New World to do karaoke. On our way there, Danny needed to puke. I was on the highway, man! Didn't have time to have him puke. We got up to Roosevelt Blvd. I made a pit stop by parking next to a curb. Danny puked. From there, everything was cool.

So, we did the karaoke. I somehow serenaded the girls. lmao They got a free fuckin' concert from me. It was a funny day. We had 50 songs that we could sing. Man, I was NICE as shit. Everyone got a chance to sing. We got finished and left at 3:30 PM. We had to pay $162.00. Perfect. Darrel then drove Danny's car. We got back to South Philly where we were supposed to go to eat at Melrose Diner. However, Greg's car fucks up. So, we were stuck there for forty five minutes. Michelle then comes into our car. So, with that, Vince had to lap on the girls. I was now on passenger side. Greg had to get his car towed, so Darrel made a plan to get his car from Danny's house. So, Darrel dropped me and Vince at our houses. What a fucked up night!

Later on today, I need to go MMA coach and train. Also, after that, I'm going to the gym to work my legs out. Well, thanks for reading!

I'mma have to smack someone silly.

2008-02-24T01:14:00.003-05:00

Title says it all. Got into a little confrontation on Wednesday with this dickface, Shawny. So here's the deal: Me and him were really good friends. I wasn't cool with one of his friends, so I put Shawny into the situation by mistake (everything was during the summer). I then dropped the whole situation, but these fucktards heard about it. They confront me in September of last year. I stood my ground, and there's little Shawny acting tough. He couldn't look me in the eye. He was scared. So, then we all dropped the friendship. Two months later, I see this motherfucker talking mad shit by threatening me. I decided to confront him back. Then he never responded. His dumbass then finds out THREE fuckin' months LATER. I don't have time to waste with him, so I ignored his dickface. I then told his dumbass to drop it again because this shit was three months LATER. So, this fucker, who thinks he's tough (because he's part of the Tiny Raskal Gang), wanted to challenge me. So now, I'm on a manhunt. Motherfucker never showed up for four days. I'm going to look for his ass throughout the week. I don't think Shawny would be able to walk anymore after seeing me. Mwahaha.

Well, anyways... That was my rant. Let's go on to the next topic. I was supposed to go clubbin' with Danny today. However, I decided to train yesterday and today for the fight against Shawny (even though there's nothing to really worry about except for his gang, by which, I'm cool with). Danny called me like four times. I didn't hear it because I was downstairs and my phone was in my room. Eh. Danny went to Club 27. I didn't want to really go there. I'm looking for Latinas, not more white girls.

Gamed one chick. Asian chick. HB7. Got a number close (she just offered it). Oh yeah, I was at my new dentist's office today and they fixed my chipped left front tooth. They also got rid of my cavities and evened out the teeth for me. I even had a little whitening done. Took forever. My jaw was NUMB as fuck after the procedure. I couldn't feel my lips for four fuckin' hours! It's OK, though. I could feel it now. I couldn't feel my face for a while either. That was some potent ass tranquilizer shit they injected my gums with. I'm so thankful for my old teeth again. My friend, Ryan came down with his friend, Mike. I introduced Ryan to the community not too long ago. He wants to actually learn. Now, I'm taking him under my wing. He's pretty alright with chicks, but he's too AMOGy (not alpha, but he can AMOG people). He's going to do well from my training. Also, today was his first day of training with my MMA team (it was just me, Somnong, and Fat Cat). Mike did pretty well. Ryan needs to step it up in terms of fighting. I see potential in Mike as a MMA fighter. Ah well. He learns quick.

I wasn't out this whole week. Too busy with shit. I'm making it up the whole next week. I'mma work my legs out tomorrow!

Thanks for reading.

Oh yeah, Philly lair has an event coming up:

What's up fools,

This March, Vyblist brings you Asian Playboy.

March 2, Sunday
5 pm - 8pm
Ripley Grier
$10 for members, $20 for non-members
(free pizza for the first 15 guys)

Here are a few topics he will be covering for you:

Introduction
Who Am I? an How Did I Get Started?

The ABCs of Attraction

General Attraction versus Sexual Attraction
Sexual Anxiety: #1 Killer of Average PUAs

Sexy Kino Tips & Techniques
Sexual Banter
IR Dating Tips
White on Asian
Asian on White/other
BLP (Body Language Positioning) as an advanced form of body language

Field Tested Tactic: "The Bathroom Blocker" (dealing with that pesky bathroom takeaway girl)

Closing Thoughts
Q&A

--
Sincerely,
JT (aka The Asian Playboy)

As seen in:
>> 2007 Global Seduction Summit
>> 2006 Cliff's List Convention
>> 2005 in "D Magazine"

The Asian Playboy is coming down! Yes! I get to fuckin' meet him. :)

Just came back from sarging.

2008-02-17T04:17:00.003-05:00

Well, went to the gym and went to Danny's GF's house in Cherry Hill to watch the Kimbo Slice fight against Tank Abbott. Tank Abbott got his ass knocked the fuck out within 30 seconds in the first round. Amazing. Chilled with Danny's GF's brother's friends. Pretty cool guys.

I went out sarging after the fight, which was around 12 AM already. Drove with Danny to pick up Amanda (white chick from Cherry Hill). Then we went to go to 7/11 to get some juice because Danny and Amanda wanted to drink. We then drove back to Danny's house to pick up his sister, Jenny. Jenny was supposed to go to NYC, but she's going next week; so, instead, she went with us. During the twenty minutes of waiting for Jenny, Amanda and Danny started mixing shots (Southern Comfort with orange juice and T.G.I.F's blueberry shit). They tried to get drunk to go to the club. Makes it fun for them. I didn't want to drink, but they forced me. I still didn't drink. So, we got Jenny to drive Danny's car and we went straight to Philly. We were supposed to go to Club 27, but arriving at 1 AM isn't such a smart thing to do. The clubs closes at 2 AM. Some bullshit. It's President's Day weekend. So, as we were heading down to Philly, Jenny asks me my age and I tell her, "I'm old enough." Then, after me, she asks Danny. Danny says the SAME EXACT shit. Crazy shit. She then negs me with, "Oh! You're tryin' to play hard to get." So, I ignored her little neg. She got pretty upset that I was the ONLY dude to ever do that to her (ignore her), but because she was AFOG and I was AMOG. Can't beat the guy who has a big dick. Amanda then starts giggling and they all talk about their relationships. Jenny then brings up the topic of why I was being mean. Danny told her that I told him that she was alpha because she blows out guys A LOT. Danny also told me that she only liked black dudes, which made me WTF. So, I told Danny that if she ever met the community, they would game her in seconds. Danny then tells her about it. I guess Jenny was upset and didn't want to talk to me because she thinks that I don't like her. She's pretty cute, but I don't game my friend's sister. That's dirty. So, Amanda was in the car and Jenny brings up these sexual topics. I'm like, "Wow..." Danny then goes along with it and they ALL talk to each other about sex. Amanda was so opened up with her stories. She had the most stories today. She talked about what guys' dicks were big and so on. She did mention names too, but I'm not going to say any of it. So, as we were driving around, we had problems. No clubs available. Club Shampoo was full and closed at 2 AM (we thought it was going to close at 6, but it didn't). So, we went around and got stuck in traffic. We got disappointed and went to Melrose Diner to eat. By the time we got there, it was 2:25 AM. I was surprised to see Daddis's MMA team there so late. I was also surprised that there was so many HBs going there after the bar. I'mma go do that from now on. But anyways, we all ordered the same thing (except Jenny), and the waiter there looked like David Deangelo. I swear to you that I was going to say something. The waiter was nice, so we tipped him more. So, we left and started driving around just fucking with people by rolling down our windows and screaming at citizens. Especially with the girls in front of the car, it was hilarious. As we headed to Temple for a little bit to check it out, we come across this BMW, by which, Danny screams at them for no fuckin' reason. Funny ass hell. The BMW then starts to try to race us. Stupid rich white boys from NJ showing off because we fucked with them. We then got to Temple. Nothing there, so we went back home. During the ride on Broad St., stupid ass white people jump in front of our car. So, we honked at them and the one dude hits the car. Stupid ass dude. If Jenny would of just let me out, them men would of been left broken with shattered bones. So, Jenny dropped me off and we called it a night. We also made plans for next week to go to Roxxy and Club 27. I'm going to Club 27, since I got a dentist appointment that same exact day (would go clubbing at Club Roxxy on Friday night, but my appointment is EARLY). So, I'm looking forward to that.

Well, that's what happened! Thanks for reading. :D

I just found out about this shit.

2008-02-16T11:37:00.002-05:00

It's the 14 Day Valentine's Challenge. It's from Johnny Wolf's genius idea. I'mma try to it out just to have fun with it. Think about it! :D

The Philly Lair has a Meet-N-Greet on the 29th of February. I found out at the last minute because I was about to go today. Crazy shit.

I'm going out sarging today with two friends (Vince and Danny) right after the gym. Probably go to the mall or something or head to a bar later. Just as long as I get something. Also have to train Somnong today to get him ready for his fight in March.

Oh well, I forgot, but I was watching that show Manswers. Panhandlers make A LOT of money just for doing shit. The best in the world at it makes $49.00 an hour doing NOTHING. They can make up to $4000 a week if lucky. That's a good job. It's too bad I don't look like a street panhandler. You guys can check out the past shows here: Manswers.

So yeah! Sexytime making for me today!

ALL YOUR GIRLS ARE BELONG TO US!

2008-02-15T19:03:00.003-05:00

LOL My friend told me that Youtube got hacked on Wednesday. Hilarious. He said that the site read out, "ALL YOUR VIDEOS ARE BELONG TO US!" Haha.

Well, this blog is dedicated to my life in the PUA community and my life in general. This is Hengman!

I don't have anything new to post up, but Valentine's Day is a day for chumps. CHUMPS! I just hate SEEING these men buy shit for a girl, expecting that they'll get fucked. It's NOT happening. On Valentine's Day, I went out sarging at Walnut St. I had problems sarging since the area was dead and it was pretty cold. So, I decided to go into the stores. I saw this REALLY cute HG at Urban Outfitters, but she's a HG, and I lay off of them. So, I went around to other stores. At Kenneth Cole, the HG there tried to get me to buy things, but as I could see, she wasn't just making offers to me about clothes. She wanted me. I could feel it. However, I didn't escalate and I left. All good is all well. I was surprised that one of the people I knew worked there.

With that being said, before Valentine's Day, over the weekend, I went to train Somnong in MMA. Somnong also follows PUA material as I am helping him out at the moment. I also just became part of the Philly Lair. Finally! Going to help them out soon with everything. Hopefully. :P

I'mma go out this weekend and sarge for some good sex. I'll get a Latina, IF I could find one.

Well, that's that. Thank you for reading. :D