Mistakes And Failure Are Good

I've been talking with the online girl up til now. Yesterday, I tried asking her for a second photo and she sort of freaked out, calling me a creep and other names. I was shocked, not to mention hurt, from the accusation. Finally I realized that she was afraid I'll use her photos to setup a fake account in those adult porn personals. Guess she still doesn't trust me that much. So I told her to be honest with me in the future about her concerns, because unlike women, I'm not a mind-reader. Then we continued talking about karaoke and stuff and she said she'll be looking forward to hear me sing. Man, after not singing for almost two years, I'll have to catch up quick!

This girl, I think I'm starting to care a little about her, even though she's so serious and not too funny. Last time, she told me that she was a Taurus. Although I'm not really into this kinda weird horoscope stuff, I tried looking for a horoscope book, only to be disappointed by the low stock volume of the small bookstore. Then I went home and searched for it on Wikipedia. What I'm trying to say is that she causes me to do things that I won't normally do. She makes me want to be a better person. And I guess that's a major part of what girlfriends are for. Girlfriends aren't used for showing off to people like trophies and pendants. They're there for us to share feelings with. They may leave us someday for some legitimate reason and if that happens to me, I'll be heartbroken. But that's actually a good thing.

And that's because mistakes and failures are good. They're not bad. Who said they're bad? You guessed it, our mind said it's bad. Well, think again. Imagine someone who never makes a single mistake. Yeah, there's no doubt he feels happy. But the fact that he doesn't make mistakes means he can never learn from them. And how can you improve when you never learn? He'll stay at the same level all along, while other people (who make mistakes) will learn and improve to surpass his level. So whoever said that mistakes are bad can shove it up his urinatory tract.

Oh yes, I continued talking with female strangers as always. The last one was just this afternoon, where I started talking from the elevator all the way until we parted outside the MTR station. We attended the same seminar and from her previous words with the instructor, I made a false judgement that she's too professional and picky. But as I started talking with her in the elevator, I found that she was actually pretty friendly. So for those who're planning to talk with female strangers, talk to all of them, except for smokers (5%) and really really super ugly ones (<1%). P.S. Due to a situation at home, I'll need to make more money. My preferred way is to work harder on my novel, writing 5000 words a week. I seriously hope I can achieve this. It beats having to grow old with my current job.

Talking Is All Around

I've lost count of the number of strangers I've talked with during the last couple of days, but I estimate the number to be between 10 and 15. Some of the conversations are really short, while others are longer. Most of them are still males though, so that's the bad news. But the good news is that attractive women occasionally come to talk with me first.

This is an example from yesterday: I was walking as usual and three women, with baggages, were lost. I smiled a little at them and then the most attractive one asked me for directions. If I hadn't smiled or actively asked them if they were lost, I probably wouldn't get the chance to talk with them.

So far, it's still difficult for me to grab the opportunity to talk with women. However, when I see men in sticky situations (e.g. still sleeping on the last subway station of the train ride), I will talk to them briefly (e.g. wake them up before the train traps them and goes into repair). I believe all this active talking with strangers (including men) will lead to somewhere. At least next time when I see an attractive woman, I'll have a higher probability of approaching her.

As for the progress of my novel, I currently wrote 31120 words for my first draft. I'm not done yet. The final draft will have to be between 80000 and 100000 words if it is to be published.

P.S. Some women or people are quite difficult to talk with. I'm not saying that they're rude, quite the opposite. They're very friendly, but it seems like the conversations are forced and don't link up like a chain. However, I can tell there are some who use subtle tactics to make you feel at ease and to make lots of conversational topics pop up in your mind. I'm still trying to acquire that skill from Neil Strauss (the world's #1 PUA).

New Year's Wish

This year, I made a slightly different new year's wish. Instead of hoping to get a girlfriend, I hope to talk to 2 female strangers a week. That'll be 104 female strangers during this year 2010.

Women who're on duty (e.g. waitresses and salespeople) don't count. It's okay if the stranger stares and snorts at me. What's important is that I opened my mouth first. To keep track of the women, I will record down their eye, hair, and teeth colors. So far, I've talked with none, so I still have some way to go.

My second wish is to write 3 pages (750 words) of my thriller novel every weekday during my rides on the subway. That'll be 15 pages a week; not an easy (but still manageable) task.