Ok last LR we left off with Suzie but that wasn’t the end of the week yet.
The day after Suzie and I had our second visit to the Beach was the arrival of nine contestants of Miss Earth Philippines. I was fully preparing myself for this thinking it was going to be a tough one trying to bed one of these girls. However as you will hopefully see by the end, it wasn’t at all, however this is only a FR not a LR (with the Miss Earth Girls, another girl is also ‘involved’ :P) because again I am thwarted by time constraints which seems to happen to me a lot. I am going to write this one in a very analytical way and I realize it frames me as some sort of scheming Casanova but a lot of these things I did without thinking consciously and it should help with anyone wanting to learn! Also I think it makes for a much more interesting read. Plus again for you lazy bums there are pictures (quite a few)!
Again because of my wonderful job working for the tourism board here, I was assigned to be closely involved with the whole schedule of these Miss Earth Girls. I love my boss and I made sure he knows it. They were here on my island for two reasons, the first was to perform their duty as representatives of the Miss Earth foundation; educating locals about correct ways of disposing waste and taking care of their local environment, as well as planting mangrove seeds in the area. This is part of their duties and they tour the whole country. Second was to help with awarding ceremony of the International Billabong surfing competition. To make it clear these girls were the top 8 at the Miss Earth Nationals, only one of them will be joining the international Miss Earth.
Straight away I knew there would be a few very difficult obstacles to overcome.
First these girls are national beauty queens who have an entourage of photographers, managers, assistants and government officials (Notably the governor of the area I live in, a powerful man; And the Mayor of the town). That’s maybe 20 potential cock-blocks! Also I had no idea if these girls were going to act aloof or even snobbish. They all probably get hit on everywhere they tour and all probably have boyfriends, as I expect girls in Miss Earth probably/usually/should do.
Second they were only going to stay here for three days.
Third they were staying in a private resort owned by the governor quite a fair while from where I live and where everyone else lives, I couldn’t just rock up and act like it’s somewhere I casually go to. Added to these was the still very fresh reputation I had built around Suzie and those escapades not to mention Suzie herself! (Read about her
here)
The first time I saw them was at a welcome dinner hosted outdoors to which I was told to attend and photograph by my boss. I made sure I looked good but not too overdressed I wanted to stand out as someone who isn’t just a tourism office worker but also has a personality and a life outside of work, which I very much do. Peacocking is not an issue as I am quite a fair amount taller and well shaped than the average Filipino making me stand out automatically. The whole dinner I didn’t introduce myself to the girls as they were all sat on a table that was raised slightly but when I walked past them on the way to the buffet I purposefully walked slowly and relaxed like I didn’t care about them and didn’t even try to make eye contact. I however was walking directly past their line of sight and made it almost impossible for them not to notice this aloof casually dressed guy (Think nice V-neck t-shirt and board shorts at a slightly formal dinner haha). Speeches were made and the buffet open, once I had my food I sat myself down next to a man who had a TV camera and a woman who was obviously the girls manager. I turned on my charm, making them interested and laughing the whole meal, making sure that they knew I am a light hearted person but can be when needs be a professional. Then my opportunity presented itself. My boss asked if it would be ok if I take his place the next day being the tour guide for the Miss Earth group while they go Island hopping (Taking a boat out for an afternoon jumping from one small island to another). A better position could not be given to me for gaming these girls! Authority, Easy excuses to chat and I’m the one taking them to tropical islands with white sand and clear water! I was then formally introduced to the manager and she was told what I was going to do the next day. She seemed quite pleased. [Notice how I had already disarmed one potential problem even before talking to them.]
Next each of the girls gave a small speech introducing themselves and thanking this guy and that. With a crowd gathered I had a good opportunity to take a good look at each of them and one girl immediately stole my attention, not to mention held some good eye contact with me as well as sharing smiles. Her name is Jane (not real name btw) and has one of those happy personalities that affects everyone around her. This is Jane.
The next day I arrived at the Jetty to join the girls on the boat. I was then introduced to them all, I told them jokingly that I am the lifeguard and their tour guide, not to mention they can ask anything! Immediately the girls are super friendly and easy to talk to, I automatically get grilled by questions from all nine of them, I remain calm and confident and keep them all light-hearted and excited with a touch of authority (telling them what we will be doing and that they need to get on the boats now) We get on the boat and the girls are split into two groups one for each boat. I notice I am not on Jane’s boat nonetheless I carry on talking to this half Aussie half Filipino girl all through the boat ride using the common ground of being a half Filipino to quickly build rapport with her. The boat motor is loud and I am forced to really lean into her ear to talk to her. Some of you might think this is a sign of lower value but I genuinely didn’t care about that kind of stupid position theory and that came across in the conversation, you don’t always have to be in a ‘position’ suitable for high value to show high value. You simply have it or you don’t and that stem’s from who you are and how you carry yourself naturally.
We get to the first Island and disembark, I automatically use the new friendship with the half Aussie to get myself talking to the other girls, she’s unconsciously being my wing woman and tell them all these things that I had already told her, to the other girls; a much more powerful and direct way of showing value than saying anything yourself. But those of you who are good should know that
. They pose for some pictures and I start a great friendly and joking rapport with the photographer as well as pose for some pictures with them. They all want to go swimming and start taking off shirts and shorts and run around laughing in their bikini’s. I have a huge smile on my face and take off my shirt and join them swimming. I strike up a conversation with Jane and two other girls. I tell them to be careful of sharks while they swims, haha. I feed them a lot of bullshit jokes that are common on the island that make her laugh at herself for believing me, like:
“Did you know when the waves are big here on the island there are no flights from the airport?”
“OMG! Really?! Why?”
“Yeah because the pilot is a surfer!”
Little jokes like that. The photographer takes more photos of us and I use the poses to start my Kino like putting my hand on her lower back. She’s already validating herself to me. I remember wondering why it is they had opened up to me so easily and were not one bit snobbish or hostile to me. I identified two reasons; one being that they were in such a good mood being on nice islands swimming. And the other being that I didn’t treat them or react to them like they were anything more than girls my age. As opposed to treating them like they were beauty queens that need every whim attended too I automatically fell into their social level or rather I let them into my social level.
We move to another island and I again chat with the other half Australian girl and wheedle some information about Jane out of her, asking things like if she’s single etc. On this new island a crowd of locals gather and they pose for more pictures with them and with surfboards. I teach them the shaka sign (Thumb and pinkie out surfing hand sign). We find out that a lot of the girls know my cousin who’s family has a nice house on the island we are on. It starts to rain so they decide to take the boat back to their hotel. However we didn’t leave from their hotel so my motorbike is parked a good three or four kilometres away from it and I am stuck at their hotel with them. The girls decide that they still want to swim so they all jump in the pool.
Then the governor; owner of the resort and my big boss came out with his camera and starts taking pictures of them swimming in their bikini’s. He must be in his forties and all these girls are 20 to 24. This makes me raise my eyebrows! Picture your me; a twenty year old guy in his board shorts standing next a governor who is taking pictures of eight Miss Earth girls in an empty four star resort (it was closed for them only). There is techno music playing and photographers snapping and girls giggling and play fighting in the pool all of whom are saying “Jamie! Come IN!”. The governor slaps me on the back and says “Yeah Jamie go in! Get wet.” With a wink 0.O. I can’t help thinking that this is like some crazy power trip or something from a drug movie. I laugh and jump in! More joking and playing around and I am truly just enjoying this not even trying to game anyone in particular. Philippines has turned around again and made itself crazy for me.
They invite me to stay for dinner with them, I however have a friend staying at my house that day and I had left her to herself there while I went to ‘work’. I decline politely to the governor and hitch a ride with the other group of photographers and manager back to town where they are staying. I ask the photographer who I had been joking around with earlier if I can have a copy of the photographs he took that day, he willingly agrees and tells me he will bring a USB drive with him later to the awarding ceremony of the surfing competition. (hence source of pictures).
After dinner with my friend and other friends here I turn up to the Billabong awarding ceremony to help with the set up of the event. My boss calls to say he is back at the resort where the girls are having dinner with them and that all the girls are asking where I am. He ask’s me what I did that makes them all want to see me so bad. I tell him I really don’t know! Which is true! With my ego bursting I relax while I wait for the event to start. The Miss Earth girls are supposed to be handing out the awards and trophies to the winners of the surfing competition. All of whom are well and truly pissed and rowdy. I can already see that the awarding ceremony will be hilarious with eight Miss Earth girls and drunk surfers again. Purposefully I separate myself from them as I did not want to be associated with them for good reason; they will be dog whistling and what not when the girls arrive.
Once the ceremony starts all the surfers are calling out to the girls and laughing and cheering and whistling! Jane is looking fantastic in a white dress, and much to my distress some of the famous pro surfers Jamie O’Brien is cheering at her “Girl in the white dress! I Love YOU!” and stuff. I had already stopped him earlier in the week from stealing Suzie from under my nose and now he had his eyes on Jane, haha. I guess we have a similar taste in women and the same name; the only difference is I am not one of the top 10 pro surfers of the world. Nonetheless he is very drunk and so are the rest of the surfers; international and local. The girls all give me a wave and a smile from their seats on the stage and I smile back. I am not the only one who notices this O’Brien does too and he looks at me quite pissed off. I feel nothing but a bursting pride, Ha Ha take that famous dude! Lol.
After the ceremony the girls are escorted by police out of the area to a supposed after party at their resort. Before hand though everyone had posed for photos with the girls as well as talking, I number closed Jane and gave her my Facebook at her request. She tells me that she and three friends want to try surfing the next day. I tell them that they will have to wake up really early since their flight is at 11am, early like 5:30am for morning surf. I find out that the after party at the resort is cancelled and the girls say they want an early night. I realize that the chances of me and her are now dead, I however don’t worry as I suspected this was going to be the case anyway with her sharing a room and me letting my friend sleep in my house. They go back and I text her that I will be there to pick them up at 6am for the surf and that they will have to be back at the resort at 9 to pack. She tells me they are having an early night, so I join the rest of my friends who are now well pissed and get myself wasted too. I see Suzie and she flat out ignores me I guess she is pissed off with me, oh well there is no future with her as she is leaving the next day. I am worried about my almost clinical attitude to her and me now that we have been together and there is no future to be had. I feel quite guilty that she liked me so much and I had ignored her and never said goodbye.
I end up sleeping at 3:30am with a wake up at 5am however my friend returns later than me at around 4 with some other friends who raid my bedroom and slap me to consciousness. Haha. I laugh and tell them to piss off and return to sleep. I wake up at 5 even though it’s so unbelievably hard and text and call all the guys who volunteered last night to help me teach the girls to surf. All but one is asleep. I make do and tell the girls that my friend and I are coming on our bikes. However my friend who lives here doesn’t know the way and the journey there is lead by me. With two girls on the back of my bike and two on the back of his much more powerful bike the journey back to the surf turns bad! He races ahead without knowing the way and takes the wrong turns. I am forced to race after him and get his attention. The girls are still enjoying themselves, as the view of the island is wonderful in the morning when it’s cool and sunny and peaceful with no one around.
Nonetheless we eventually get there and we get some long boards and head to the water. It is a very satisfying job as I get to push Jane when the wave comes while she lies down on a surfboard. Of course I am behind her and have a wonderful view of her bum as well as other equally pleasant things. The other two friends who are pushing the other equally hot girls are exchanging hidden smiles with me and I eventually burst out laughing knowing exactly what were all doing. The girls love surfing and continually keep saying that they don’t want to leave. After only an hour we are forced to take them back.
For the next few days Jane and I continue texting, she’s telling me that she’s missing the island already and I tell her she has yet to experience quiet nights watching stars with me on the beach, she replies saying she wish she could. However eventually after a few days its obvious there is no future with her not here and me leaving in December. Situations like this are annoying and I am forced to just stop before either of us start embarrassing ourselves with a phone relationship. Nonetheless I have some wonderful pictures and one hell of a memory.
That night my girl from the city comes to join the fun on the island, her and I have been sharing a bed now on and off for a year or so and I take her home. I feel rather mixed about what my life was like that week. On one hand I love the game and chasing girls. Some people have been telling me I’m like a Rock star and I dislike myself for making that reputation; so casually playing around with the feelings of girls, Suzie especially. I realize that now I would love to have a relationship with one girl and not have to live with the enjoyable stress of juggling girls and breaking hearts. Nonetheless I still see it all as fun in my head, I can only hope that the feelings are mutual with the other girls. Well that’s not true I can do more than hope but that is what I do.
Feelings aside I am quite happy with the way this turned out in a gaming sense. I first disarmed the alpha (in this case the manager) I quickly won approval from all the assistants and photographers because of this and my conversations with them as well as my professional attitude during the boat ride. The governor turned out to be more that willing to help me and the other girls enjoyed their time and didn’t try to stop me. I not only showed them who I was with conversation and jokes but also got myself into a position of great value by being their entry to the non-government side of the island, like the parties and such. I somehow miraculously got into the position of the only suitable man in the whole group (all others were gay or too old) and held my confidence without a slip even when being grilled questions from all eight at our first meeting. Further I never felt awkward when swimming with them and under the camera. I made sure I wasn’t too closely associated with the drunk cheering surfing guys. And again the only thing stopping was the amount of time they were here. I am confident that I would have closed if she had stayed longer.
Sorry its long!
FR: Miss Earth girls
. I mean beautiful island, great parties, your like by people in the island, awesome job and you meet hot girls. If overseas studying was this amazing I would not hesitate and leave my house. Something that I love about your FR's is that you show that you don't have to use any PU stuff, all you use is yourself and have fun.
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