The world of girls is divided into four separate groups for me:
- girls I do not fancy
- girls I consider shaggable, but not worth pursuing
- girls I genuinely fancy, of a standard equal to or lesser than I have previously attained
- girls I genuinely fancy of a standard higher than I have previously attained
The first group aren’t worth talking about. The second group forms the majority of my n-count, through drunken nights out. The third group is where the majority of my most enjoyable shags have come from. The fourth group remain to this day the solitary thing in this entire earth that can make me feel nervous.
As soon as a girl has transitioned from group 4 into group 3, I have that on lockdown. Unflinching confidence, and no nerves when talking to any girl who is equally attractive. It’s almost binary in nature. And as time goes by, and I chase the ideal of shagging model-quality women, the number of girls in the top group gets smaller and smaller.
Just another reminder, if one was needed, of why reference experiences are so important. Once you’ve done something once, you’ve proven to yourself beyond doubt that that is your level, the benchmark of what you are capable of.
(Doing it whilst drunk doesn’t count for me either, since if I’m sufficiently inebriated, it’s technically not “me” that actually performed the feat. I’ve pulled solid 9s a few times, but only when so drunk that my frontal lobe had almost entirely switched off, and I was acting without inhibition)