Day2 Field Report

Posted on 30th December 2007 by unwindmy in Journal

It took me ages to get into town but I finally got there at 10pm.

I went to bottom rev. My mood was carefree.

Approached two girls on the dance floor and shouted “happy belated christmas!”, she didn’t hear what I said so I shouted it louder until she did hear all the while laughing as I said it. She basically stood there not saying anything. I turned to her friend and said “its like talking to a dead cat!” shrugged and walked to the next nearest group to talk to them. Then I escaped to the toilet. Whenever I feel uncomfortable I always end up going to the toilet. I must stop doing this, as being out of my comfort zone is what I want.

Went to top rev afterwards. Upon entering I immediately spotted these few asian girls who were gorgeous. I walked to the toilet (asaarg!) then when I came out I set on a quest to find them.

The two of them were sat outside. I pulled up a chair and sat with them. They looked at me in disbelief, I told the one on the right that I thought she was “hot”. We had a long conversation and I tried to number close when they ejected. They declined as it didn’t feel right.

Things to address:

Don’t allow the girls to eject/blow you out if you are not ready to move on. You are the one in control.

S & A - Vocalise the sexual thoughts in your head the moment they pop in there. Hold deep eye contact as you speak.

Kino escalate further.

Commit to the 3hour/10set plan.

Christmas time

Posted on 28th December 2007 by unwindmy in Journal

This has been an odd christmas. Normally around this time I would do the same as everybody else and throw caution to the wind. This would mean drink, drugs, sweets, late nights and plenty of partying.  Thats the old me.

I secretly didn’t want christmas to come round, as I have been loving the routine I have been following of late. For the most part, I love to get up in the morning, as there is always something to look forward to, something to focus on.

Christmas time has now become a challenge for me. The me of old keeps trying to rear his ugly head and I find myself eating terribly and drinking alcohol. This combined with the absence of lishi lessons means that my body feels rather beaten. I am still eons ahead of my old self, but I am no longer comparing myself to him. I have so much to organize, so much to look forward to. I must focus on this, and allow my stray thoughts to go as quickly as they arise.