03-10-2017, 09:52 AM
Day 8:
This sub... is so weird. It makes me feel so... odd. Emotional, yet grounded and stable. Unaware of who the f*ck I am, yet... very solid in my identity. It seems like every few days, there's another reality shift and it throws me into complete inner turmoil. I'm guessing Shannon scripted the subliminal to shift us only as fast as we could handle. Seems to be about everything three days for me. That was the last time I felt like this.
And yet, results are starting to increase. I was in the convenience store this morning, minding my own business, grabbing a Red Bull and a DOUBLE FUDGE BROWNIE and this dude walked all the way across the damn store just to say, "what's up, brother?"
I was just like, "what's good, mayne" and he smiled and walked off. Then, I catch this chick in tight gray yoga pants staring at me from across the room. She turns around to grab something and I saw her glorious, glorious ass. It was GLORIOUS.
I'm flirting like crazy with the women around me, including my D.C. friend. The one that doesn't believe that I'm truly being "open" with her. She thinks that it's all a big joke and I'm somehow teasing her by pretending to want to connect with her. She clowned me for not calling her by the nickname every else uses (I call her a variation of it). Next thing I know, I was texting back: "It's because... you're so special that I can't fathom calling you what everyone else does. <3"
Now -- before the PUAs and ZAN MASTARS cast judgment -- trust me, I know what I'm doing. It plays right into our relationship. She thinks that I'm the coldest, darkest person she's ever met. In our earlier discussion, she said something along the lines of, "Anytime you're ever this open, I get suspicious." And she's right. Usually, I'm only nice to her or even text her when I want something. The point is, I usually wouldn't even bother to risk rejection by engaging in this little game. And on v3.1, I just don't give a f*ck. Reject me. Who cares? There are others and there will be others and your loss, hooker.
Most everyone is being very friendly toward me. Some playful ribbing, but the disrespect has largely seemed to stop. I'm getting a few people that's just outright ignoring me. But for the most part... it seems like I'm being treated like a lesser celebrity. Wonder what causing that?
Anyway, flirting with all the crazy chicks on Tinder. I've collected about five numbers but... I haven't made any moves on any of them. I just don't feel like it. It's this weird DMSI paradox. Getting results, but not seeming to care. Maybe the anti-sniper?
I dunno.
On the flipside, I got into an epic argument with someone on Skype this morning. The fact that I feel so much better after having it makes me wonder if it were a manifestation.
This sub... is so weird. It makes me feel so... odd. Emotional, yet grounded and stable. Unaware of who the f*ck I am, yet... very solid in my identity. It seems like every few days, there's another reality shift and it throws me into complete inner turmoil. I'm guessing Shannon scripted the subliminal to shift us only as fast as we could handle. Seems to be about everything three days for me. That was the last time I felt like this.
And yet, results are starting to increase. I was in the convenience store this morning, minding my own business, grabbing a Red Bull and a DOUBLE FUDGE BROWNIE and this dude walked all the way across the damn store just to say, "what's up, brother?"
I was just like, "what's good, mayne" and he smiled and walked off. Then, I catch this chick in tight gray yoga pants staring at me from across the room. She turns around to grab something and I saw her glorious, glorious ass. It was GLORIOUS.
I'm flirting like crazy with the women around me, including my D.C. friend. The one that doesn't believe that I'm truly being "open" with her. She thinks that it's all a big joke and I'm somehow teasing her by pretending to want to connect with her. She clowned me for not calling her by the nickname every else uses (I call her a variation of it). Next thing I know, I was texting back: "It's because... you're so special that I can't fathom calling you what everyone else does. <3"
Now -- before the PUAs and ZAN MASTARS cast judgment -- trust me, I know what I'm doing. It plays right into our relationship. She thinks that I'm the coldest, darkest person she's ever met. In our earlier discussion, she said something along the lines of, "Anytime you're ever this open, I get suspicious." And she's right. Usually, I'm only nice to her or even text her when I want something. The point is, I usually wouldn't even bother to risk rejection by engaging in this little game. And on v3.1, I just don't give a f*ck. Reject me. Who cares? There are others and there will be others and your loss, hooker.
Most everyone is being very friendly toward me. Some playful ribbing, but the disrespect has largely seemed to stop. I'm getting a few people that's just outright ignoring me. But for the most part... it seems like I'm being treated like a lesser celebrity. Wonder what causing that?
Anyway, flirting with all the crazy chicks on Tinder. I've collected about five numbers but... I haven't made any moves on any of them. I just don't feel like it. It's this weird DMSI paradox. Getting results, but not seeming to care. Maybe the anti-sniper?
I dunno.
On the flipside, I got into an epic argument with someone on Skype this morning. The fact that I feel so much better after having it makes me wonder if it were a manifestation.