The dream of many a introverted young man: His favorite song is playing. From across the room he sees some pretty young thing dancing to the beat and mouthing the words. In his eyes, she is feminine perfection. He smiles and walks over. He extends a hand, they share a moment. Depending on the introverted young man, that moment leads to countless others and ends in the Disney standard happily ever after. The reality of many a introverted young man is certainly no where as pretty.
My name is Matt and, in the stead of our random rambler's regularly scheduled program, I would like to encourage you to talk to girls at parties. One, because human is a social creature and the more people you meet, the more chances you have at new experiences which will reward you in one way or another. Two, because the more crazy chicks you encounter in your travels, the more stories you'll have to trade with future significant others at 3 in the morning at your local Denny's.
The first step, in my encouragement, is to tell you to go to a party. This is the hardest step. I've had five man raids carry friends kicking and screaming from basements, attics, back rooms, and bathrooms. You read right. Those were troubling times. Geek wasn't chic and trying to decide which irreverent t-shirt you were going to use as a flag to see who salutes was a difficult process. Regardless, Friends don't let friends carry them kicking and screaming out of bathrooms. Just take a shower and put on a clean shirt.
Two, when you've finally arrived at the party, do what feels natural. Have a drink, smoke some weed, take your shirt off, or don't. A lot of where you stand now is very dependent on how comfortable you feel in your situation. Feeling comfortable will allow you to be confident and feeling like the cock of the walk is great even when you're not trying to be social.
You may very well go to a dozen parties before you see a girl you consider pretty enough or interesting enough to talk to. Good. Use this time to talk to anyone else. The guy ahead of you in the keg line? The girl by the stereo? The kid who asks you if you want in on the spliff? Talk to them. Only if your conversation only lasts a minute, how are you going to talk to the girl of your dream if you can't work up the guts to talk to anyone else?
HOLY SHIT. There she is. Across the room! RIGHT THERE, DUDE. Now, we get into a lot of the delicate social cues and fopa that will either get us the girl or...well, not get us the girl. "The Asshole" most blame on taking your dream girl away actually talked to her, so give yourself a chance. First, you need a reason to go over there. Normally, I never know anyone at these things save for the friend who I accompanied. If I am going to go over to a girl or a group of girls, I'm trying to meet people in a platonic fashion, which is a much better reason than going over with the sole purpose of trying to hit on a girl. Approaching a girl or group of girls straight away creates confrontation, you don't want to create confrontation - So, if you should decide to go over there, go from an angle and not make a bee line for them.
Now, your here. Assuming you didn't get death beams, in which you should turn your tail and run, promptly introduce yourself and state your reason for being there. Shake hands, repeat names. More often than not, if these are people you want to be associating with, you will be accepted on some pretty tight terms. Make eye contact with object of your affections and smile. This will be the last nicety you show her for the rest of the evening. Staying in the conversation, being poignant or funny, or relevant is not anything I can help you with. Should the object of your affections address you, respond as if she was anyone else. Don't be too eager to speak to her directly, be close to her, or even except her touching you without making a tongue-in-cheek remark.
The neg is important here. Difficult to master, The neg is backhanded compliment, some small ridiculous imperfect probably no one has noticed but them. Like I said, difficult to master. As an example, I once told a girl who was another few years from being Hugh Hefner's next set of arm-candy (if she had been in California or a model at the time) that she had the cutest Bugs Bunny teeth I had ever seen. I got a literal ROFLMAO and a phone number. Great couple of dates, too. Try to be observant.
By this point, you can take comfort in the fact that you achieved what was thought to be impossible - You talked to a girl at a party. Hell, if you penetrated a group, you may have talked to a number of girls. You stud. Even if you don't walk away with a phone number, you've one upped countless others.
Now, let's assume everything has gone you way. You had pleasant conversations, are now featured in a hilarious party photo or two, and may have even consumed alcohol from between a pair of breasts. The night is coming to a close. Your prepared to leave and you've said goodbye to everyone. Take a side step towards that object of your affection. Make small talk, pull out your phone. 9 times out 10, she'll pull out hers. Yoink it and call yourself. Tell her to call you. And even if she never does, Hell, it won't really matter. You'll have better luck next time around.
In short, you should probably ignore everything I've said and just approach a girl at a party and strike up a conversation.
Christ, this was useless.
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