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Yo, coming upon something I know I might need some help on - a very high achieving, intelligent, possibly narcissistic girl. Pretty damn turned on by her - and doing my best to not allow oneitis.
EDIT: Just like to add the typical alpha-female is socially majestic and dominant as shit. I'm assuming the same advice should apply in a general to girls that have cream of the cut - something, as well as an overall dominant attitude. I just like this chick - the title may be a little of a stretch. Willing to admit I may be overestimating her value since this is the first I've actually sat down with her for a longer period of time.
The first day I saw her in class she caught my eye. Beautiful face, deep blue eyes, natural blonde hair. If her body was better I'd say she's a 9, but she's up there. Natural beauty.
I'd planned on working some sort of classroom game on her, but she hardly comes to class. She was tested for IQ and has "genius" level intelligence (looking at you, Richard (; ), and doesn't need to come to class. The first time we talked was moments before a test and she shit tested me with "you can't sit over with us!!" ( lol ) when they were studying.
So today right when we get out of an exam (turns out she's in a bigger lecture of mine, too), I see her discussing the test with a group of my classmates. I walked by and saw her look, so I mozzied on over back toward the group, and made a few jabs of conversation.
Then she turns to me. I ask her if she'll be joining the class today - that I sometimes hear her ask questions in the back but she's never there.
I ask her if she ever listens to hype up music when she's on the stuff - house music, rap, and she doesn't listen to any of that. She likes more complex music. I ask if she means symphonies (thinking back to the only modern one I know, done by Muse - used to be a huge fan boy back in the day), and what do you know, she's talking about Muse and Radiohead, two of my most favorite bands. "Hell fuckin yea."
We start to hit it off talking about Muse and the struggle now that they're weird. I let her describe her experiences with concerts more than I do - and we get interrupted by her friend who sits down next to her. She's a total nerd (really weird language) and these two start jabbering.
Throughout the rest of the time she writes messages to both of us on her laptop in word in large font. She also shows me pictures of dresses she's looking for, I point to one and go "not bad", and then she switches to showing me lingerie. I say "that's all you got?" and she scrolls, I find a really good one and say "that one". This is all done low energy and sprezzatura.
She's pretty weird and starts writing up a bunch of bio shit..
How she wants to farm high IQ, hot males with perfect bodies in their twenties, clone them, and keep them trapped in the basement to her friend. I look at her screen and tell her to take off the basement part and you're good (if I had to be enslaved, being a sex slave for gorgeous women wouldn't be the worst thing) lol. I did this to jokingly infer I'm exactly the male she's talking about, she seems to get it.
Then she starts writing all this high level biology shit about how she won't a kid unless its a surrogate because it destroys your body. I tell her it's not that bad to people's bodies (I was actually framing to talk about sex with that mother from my LR), and she explains the physiology of why it is bad. I tell her to get a C-section (the mother had a C-section) and she pulls up photos of scars. I point to the least gross one and tell her they're not that bad.
EDIT: forgot to add this paragraph below
I can't remember how it came up, but she starts typing to me about how her and her friend used to compete for ACT scores (she won) and after that did it again with the IQ tests. I asked what she got, and she writes it was a rude question. Couldn't hear her tone since she's a total weirdo and typing to me instead. She got a 140-160 range. Then she starts to google the bell curve to show me and I tell her "I've seen it" and she stops almost flustered like, and then turns to her friend. I take a moment, then write "that's pretty hot tho". But then the notes start back up and it gets pushed down. She doesn't see it till later in the lecture, and then asks me why I wrote that, speaking now. I said "oh I wrote that way earlier". She asks me if it was the lingerie and it wasn't. Then she thinks its part of the lecture and I laugh and say yea, totally, making it obvious its not.
Fight club is referenced in class. She thinks this would make a great experiment, but fucking ethics. I type on my word document "you just want to see brad pitt shirtless again", and she types back yes, but so and so is much better. I have her show me the guy and he's gorgeous. She says how he doesn't speak english and that helps. I go "oh I bet he's got an accent, I love me a sexy accent". She responds "yea he's French. But I've heard too much french, I want something new". She's getting all googly over the youtube video she has up - possibly aroused somewhat. I had been minorly escalating touch with hands and elbows the whole time, so this time I nudge her leg with my knee and go "stop it" like Hector showed in his feminity video.
She let's out a laugh and blushes. The vibe feels really solid.
She pulls up a screen of her texting some dude ( can't tell if its' boyfriend, brother, what, seems platonicish ), and shortly after she's asking when lectures over. I say I think it will run shorter since it's a review. I had already formulated to ask her to coffee at the end of class. She's a high sex drive girl and has been throwing me subtle windows, I have to hit the mark.
She starts saying she has to go. I ignore it. Thought about telling her to stay, but then she would have demanded a legitimate explanation. She starts packing her things. Right when she gets up, I turn my laptop to face her, nudge her leg again, and go, "what's your name again?".
She writes, "The Good One." I do nothing."That was a Blade Runner reference". I let out a breath-laugh. She writes her full name, then starts to stand up. I grab her shoulder and ask "Does Mrs.. no wait, does Ms. Photographic Memory remember my name?"
She writes, "it starts with an....[letter]". Guess 1 wrong, guess 2 wrong, I give her a hint, she makes a clever joke out of it. I laugh and give her a playful shove, and she leaves.
I just now looked up her FB and she's got all very well produced pictures of her (mostly really good selfies), and one of her doing what appears to be swimsuit modeling.
Hot, smart, high motivation, weird. Sounds good.
I know that the general rule of thumb with girls like this is that you have to out dominate them - like any woman. I think playing the low energy card, some instances of negging (without going too far), and laughing at most of her shit tests / passing them correctly - never being on the defensive about them is things I was reaching towards here. But I didn't dominate in any instance other than the very beginning and ending.
I'm sure that as guys get more experienced, they've run into girls like this they've probably messed it up with, and have succeeded with.
So here's my general questions:
1). What have you guys done with girls like this that you totally regret?
2). What have you guys done with girls like this you're so happy you did?
3). If she has a boyfriend (moral objections aside), how might you proceed?
EDIT: Just like to add the typical alpha-female is socially majestic and dominant as shit. I'm assuming the same advice should apply in a general to girls that have cream of the cut - something, as well as an overall dominant attitude. I just like this chick - the title may be a little of a stretch. Willing to admit I may be overestimating her value since this is the first I've actually sat down with her for a longer period of time.
The first day I saw her in class she caught my eye. Beautiful face, deep blue eyes, natural blonde hair. If her body was better I'd say she's a 9, but she's up there. Natural beauty.
I'd planned on working some sort of classroom game on her, but she hardly comes to class. She was tested for IQ and has "genius" level intelligence (looking at you, Richard (; ), and doesn't need to come to class. The first time we talked was moments before a test and she shit tested me with "you can't sit over with us!!" ( lol ) when they were studying.
So today right when we get out of an exam (turns out she's in a bigger lecture of mine, too), I see her discussing the test with a group of my classmates. I walked by and saw her look, so I mozzied on over back toward the group, and made a few jabs of conversation.
Then she turns to me. I ask her if she'll be joining the class today - that I sometimes hear her ask questions in the back but she's never there.
Her: Well, those.. those kids in there aren't gonna learn shit.
Her: I'm in my lab, mostly.
Me: A lab?
Her: Yea I'm doing research on [advanced neuroscience] and actually care about that stuff. Those kids that stay in that class aren't getting shit from lecture.
Me: Who you calling kids?
Her: Haha, well those students.
Me: So you're actually getting hands on shit? Stuff that you'll actually use that aligns with your passion.
Her: *starts tangently speaking about her lab, getting 100%'s in very high level classes, her photographic memory of visuals not needing to study* (like a said she's genius level. Richard if you see this and can relate, I'm envious of you)
Me: Gotcha. Well there's still class today *turns body towards door of classroom* you should come
Her: *starts parading towards door* Okay I'll go today.
we walk inside, her now leading
Her: Where do you usually sit?
Her: You want to come sit with me?
Me: Only because you asked me too.
we sit
Me: Ya I'm usually at the front, trying to just absorb as much info as possible.
Her: *starts talking about how she's on concerta and it helps her focus, and showing me that her hands are trembling, and they're sweating*
Me: Wow I really must be making you nervous.
Her: No, my body is just high energy, my mind is fine (truly a neuro nerd lol)
I ask her if she ever listens to hype up music when she's on the stuff - house music, rap, and she doesn't listen to any of that. She likes more complex music. I ask if she means symphonies (thinking back to the only modern one I know, done by Muse - used to be a huge fan boy back in the day), and what do you know, she's talking about Muse and Radiohead, two of my most favorite bands. "Hell fuckin yea."
We start to hit it off talking about Muse and the struggle now that they're weird. I let her describe her experiences with concerts more than I do - and we get interrupted by her friend who sits down next to her. She's a total nerd (really weird language) and these two start jabbering.
Throughout the rest of the time she writes messages to both of us on her laptop in word in large font. She also shows me pictures of dresses she's looking for, I point to one and go "not bad", and then she switches to showing me lingerie. I say "that's all you got?" and she scrolls, I find a really good one and say "that one". This is all done low energy and sprezzatura.
She's pretty weird and starts writing up a bunch of bio shit..
How she wants to farm high IQ, hot males with perfect bodies in their twenties, clone them, and keep them trapped in the basement to her friend. I look at her screen and tell her to take off the basement part and you're good (if I had to be enslaved, being a sex slave for gorgeous women wouldn't be the worst thing) lol. I did this to jokingly infer I'm exactly the male she's talking about, she seems to get it.
Then she starts writing all this high level biology shit about how she won't a kid unless its a surrogate because it destroys your body. I tell her it's not that bad to people's bodies (I was actually framing to talk about sex with that mother from my LR), and she explains the physiology of why it is bad. I tell her to get a C-section (the mother had a C-section) and she pulls up photos of scars. I point to the least gross one and tell her they're not that bad.
EDIT: forgot to add this paragraph below
I can't remember how it came up, but she starts typing to me about how her and her friend used to compete for ACT scores (she won) and after that did it again with the IQ tests. I asked what she got, and she writes it was a rude question. Couldn't hear her tone since she's a total weirdo and typing to me instead. She got a 140-160 range. Then she starts to google the bell curve to show me and I tell her "I've seen it" and she stops almost flustered like, and then turns to her friend. I take a moment, then write "that's pretty hot tho". But then the notes start back up and it gets pushed down. She doesn't see it till later in the lecture, and then asks me why I wrote that, speaking now. I said "oh I wrote that way earlier". She asks me if it was the lingerie and it wasn't. Then she thinks its part of the lecture and I laugh and say yea, totally, making it obvious its not.
Fight club is referenced in class. She thinks this would make a great experiment, but fucking ethics. I type on my word document "you just want to see brad pitt shirtless again", and she types back yes, but so and so is much better. I have her show me the guy and he's gorgeous. She says how he doesn't speak english and that helps. I go "oh I bet he's got an accent, I love me a sexy accent". She responds "yea he's French. But I've heard too much french, I want something new". She's getting all googly over the youtube video she has up - possibly aroused somewhat. I had been minorly escalating touch with hands and elbows the whole time, so this time I nudge her leg with my knee and go "stop it" like Hector showed in his feminity video.
She let's out a laugh and blushes. The vibe feels really solid.
She pulls up a screen of her texting some dude ( can't tell if its' boyfriend, brother, what, seems platonicish ), and shortly after she's asking when lectures over. I say I think it will run shorter since it's a review. I had already formulated to ask her to coffee at the end of class. She's a high sex drive girl and has been throwing me subtle windows, I have to hit the mark.
She starts saying she has to go. I ignore it. Thought about telling her to stay, but then she would have demanded a legitimate explanation. She starts packing her things. Right when she gets up, I turn my laptop to face her, nudge her leg again, and go, "what's your name again?".
She writes, "The Good One." I do nothing."That was a Blade Runner reference". I let out a breath-laugh. She writes her full name, then starts to stand up. I grab her shoulder and ask "Does Mrs.. no wait, does Ms. Photographic Memory remember my name?"
She writes, "it starts with an....[letter]". Guess 1 wrong, guess 2 wrong, I give her a hint, she makes a clever joke out of it. I laugh and give her a playful shove, and she leaves.
I just now looked up her FB and she's got all very well produced pictures of her (mostly really good selfies), and one of her doing what appears to be swimsuit modeling.
Hot, smart, high motivation, weird. Sounds good.
I know that the general rule of thumb with girls like this is that you have to out dominate them - like any woman. I think playing the low energy card, some instances of negging (without going too far), and laughing at most of her shit tests / passing them correctly - never being on the defensive about them is things I was reaching towards here. But I didn't dominate in any instance other than the very beginning and ending.
I'm sure that as guys get more experienced, they've run into girls like this they've probably messed it up with, and have succeeded with.
So here's my general questions:
1). What have you guys done with girls like this that you totally regret?
2). What have you guys done with girls like this you're so happy you did?
3). If she has a boyfriend (moral objections aside), how might you proceed?