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Hey homies,
I found Vitale's throwback FR to be not only funny but educational. It's always fun to see someone's past, especially if they're now successful, and recognize that EVERYONE started somewhere.
2007
Holy fucking shit, 8 years ago. Think I was 15. Yeah.
Anyways, it was summer and I was visiting my dad, as I did every summer. He was renting a room from a friend in a private area that this whole family owned. The sister of this guy lived a few blocks away and had a kid my own age. Let's call him Jimmy.
Jimmy was a stone-cold natural. Partied a lot, drank a bit, smoked weed, and had already lost his virginity a few years prior. He was also pretty far into puberty, quite tall, and had developed a lot of aggression/masculine traits because of this.
And me? Well, I'm naturally good looking, but that was pretty much all I had. I was short, JUST really starting puberty, had a squeaky voice, and spent most of my time playing Pokemon on my Gameboy. Or I was jerking off. Yeah, did that a lot.
Anyway, me and Jimmy clicked for some reason. Always attracted the attention of dudes who were good with girls for some reason (and rich people, too. Don't know why). This probably contributed to my success down the road when I started taking action. Very grateful for my time with him.
We hungout a few times and he always had the other cool kids of the area with him, and usually his fare share of attractive female friends. So here's two little stories from that summer -
"Oh, Two Hot Girls? Yeah, IGNORE THEM"
I'm laughing really hard writing this. You'll see why soon.
I'd went to the beach with Jimmy and his friends mid-way through the summer. LOTS of people. These were the most popular kids in the area, so I felt pretty cool to be a part of the group, but also out of place. Spent most of my time being quiet and not attracting too much attention.
At one point, I got really nervous, grabbed my backpack, and just WALKED AWAY. I almost made it off the beach before one of Jimmy's cool buds, who seemed to like me a lot, yelled at me "Yo, Hector, where are you going?! Get back here."
Now that I think about it, maybe they were attracted to my innocence.
But I felt validated that they wanted me there. The cool kids wanted me there. Awesome!
So I went back to the circle and people started talking to me. Old school social proof for the win.
Anyways I'm just sitting down and again am not talking to anyone. Then I notice two cute girls in the group staring at me. They start whispering in each other's ears and giggling. Then a minute later they get up and walk over to me, then sit down and start talking to me.
It's been a long time but the conversation went something like this
As you can see, the girls were chasing me pretty hard. Shy game works well at this age. I didn't say much to a lot of their questions, but that just made them invest more. Obviously I felt pretty cool. Two girls talking to me. Oh yeah, I'm a boss.
So, what did I do?
Well, at some point conversation died and they wanted to keep talking (remembering their body language now), but I decided to do something a bit different.
I looked at them, put my arms behind my back, and laid back on the sand.
While laying down, I looked at them in my peripherals to guage their reaction.
They were looking at each other with the biggest "what the fuck?" faces I can ever recall.
Oh ya, well let me mindfuck you even further, bitties.
I CLOSED MY EYES AND PROCEEDED TO IGNORE THE FUCK OUT OF THEM.
"Yeah, I'm so cool. Just chilling here in the sand while these girls stare at me."
That's exactly what I thought.
Yeah.
Wut.
Thought that one was bad?
Promise you'll like this next one even better.
"The Remote"
Same summer, same group of guys.
I'm hanging at Jimmy's place, with Jimmy's best friend Mark, and two cute girls. They were sisters. One 16, one 17 or 18.
They'd smoke a grav bong a bit earlier, but I didn't participate; I was against intoxicants. Very "straight-edge."
We were back in Jimmy's room, just chilling. At some point, my background in Tae Kwon Do came up. Mark was kind of a douche and decided to be really douchey. He started telling me how Tae Kwon Do was a bunch of bullshit and that he wanted to fight me. I refused, cuz I was a bitch, and also he was just trying to make trouble. But he wouldn't stop, he kept taunting me. The girls even joined in, saying they wanted to see a fight. I refused and eventually he dropped it.
A few minutes later Jimmy whispered something in the older sister's ear and they left. They went upstairs to his room.
Then Mark left the room for some reason, don't remember why. So it was just me and young 'sis. She had a big nose, but besides that, very cute. Perky tits and a nice ass.
I get kind of nervous and say we should go watch TV. She agrees and follows me into the living room.
Now for us, we know this as just moving a girl and isolating her (even though the room we were in was actually more isolated). But still, compliance! Woo! 15 year old Hector slaying dames.
So we sit down on the couch and she sits pretty close to me.
Fuck, just start escalating dawwwwgggg, she wants the DDDDDDDDDDD.
You know what, I'm just gonna turn on the TV.
I grab the remote, turn the TV on, and start flipping through the guide.
i turn to her
I hand the bitch the remote.
Swear to fucking Mohammed.
Now, to some extent, I KNEW that I should probably kiss her or something - I wasn't THAT fucking retarded (no one is), but I was scared out of my damn mind to make any move.
Then Mark walks in...
He sits down on the opposite couch.
He sees us watching TV, recognizing how fucking stupid I am, and tells the girl
"Hey, come over here."
She immediately complies and goes to sit with him.
Mark puts her arm over her and laughs at me
"I got your girl, Hector. What are you gonna do about it?"
The girl starts giggling at me.
I don't really do or say anything. I think I just shrugged.
About an hour later, when Jimmy and the older sister come down stairs, I learn that he fingered her and got a sloppy 30 minute blowjob from her.
And I was watching Spongebob Squarepants on TV.
Hey, at least I found something to watch, right?
2009
A few years later I was back for another summer visiting my dad. I met a the son of a girl he knew and when I hungout with this kid I learned about the local Boys & Girls club.
The way he made it sound, it was actually a fucking club, as in a party place, for kids my age.
No, I'm not joking. I had no idea what the Boys and Girls club was. I thought it was a dance club where people partied.
Yeah, scratch my earlier comment, I was actually that retarded.
Anyway, I eventually found out what it really is and became a volunteer there.
Which was a great idea, cuz lots of hot high school bitches volunteered there over the summer for "charity hours." Guess really fancy prep schools require shit like that. Not my ghetto ass/white trash high school. Was just there for fun.
One day we were all playing soccer together and having a great 'ol time. I was pretty popular with the 12 year olds. They thought I was a cool motherfucker. One of the coolest volunteers there.
Nothing like some good 'ol validation from kids who still occasionally shit their pants.
So yeah, playing soccer. One of the kids hit me with a long pass, I caught it in the air with my chest, walked back one step, and then launched it into the net for a pretty sweet fucking goal.
Everyone thought it was awesome and I felt like a boss.
Then I noticed that I'd really gotten the attention of one of the cute volunteers, think she was 16. Let's call her Mariah.
Mariah comes up to me and tells me that was pretty cool. We keep playing soccer and flirting with each other. At some point, I'm feeling like a really cool dude, and so I say "hey, we should hangout sometime." She agrees. I tell her I'll grab her number after the soccer game.
OH YEAH, NOW YOU'RE LEARNING, HECTOR!
So, we finish the game and I grab her number. While sitting at a table, just minutes after grabbing her number, I text her something like
We were sitting not even a foot away from each other and I'm fucking texting her.
She sees the texts, kinda laughs awkwardly and looks at me strangely. She then responds with something like
I just laugh and shake it off.
To be fair, texting was kind of a new thing to the world (I think).
Yeah, that's my excuse. Fuck you guys.
We continue interacting and she still seems interested.
And one of the volunteers, another girl (the hottest one there), tells me that Mariah likes me and has a crush on me.
Hell ya!
Before we leave that day, she tells me to text her later and that we'll hangout sometime.
Somehow, I didn't blow it with that retarded shit. Girls this age are a bit more forgiving to social blunders.
Anyways, the day finishes and while back home, I text her and invite her to join me at a fair that's happening later.
And honestly, she was probably sincere about wanting to hang another time.
But instead, I think I persisted like 3 or so more times before FINALLY getting the message.
Then I texted her something like
Fucking needy much?
At this point, she probably auto-rejected, because she responded with something vague like "I don't know."
Alright, just give up, Hector. You're done.
You know what, no, fuck that. Little Hector had some persistence!
Then next morning, while at my job at a bicycle shop, I text her
At 7 o'fucking clock in the goddamn morning
Wut.
Yeah, you can guess she never responded to that.
The next time I volunteered at the club a few days later, she ignored me like the plague.
I noticed later in the day she was at a picnic table with some of the volunteers, the cooler, more socially calibrated ones, including the hot one who told me that Mariah likes me.
Yeah, even retarded Hector could predict that Mariah was telling them how weird I am.
And I was right.
That same hot volunteer walked up to me later that day and told me that Mariah told everyone how I was really weird over text, and even texted her really early in the morning for no reason.
I've always been really good at managing my reputation
And if you know about some of my history from my articles or from posts, you know that the summer of 2009 was the summer that proceeded the birth of a new Hector, the one who slowly crawled his way to the Hector you know today.
It's stories like these that I smile at and cherish, because they were lessons well learned.
No matter where you are in your journey, how awkward you are, or how hopeless shit seems, I can promise you I know someone who beat your situation. Hell, most likely I started off shittier than you are.
But I walked the path regardless.
So fucking get out there and become the man you've always dreamed of becoming.
May you never be this socially retarded,
- Hector
P.S. I actually ran into Jimmy this past summer. He's still a cool guy, and has some good game, but relatively....
Let's just say we've switched places.
I found Vitale's throwback FR to be not only funny but educational. It's always fun to see someone's past, especially if they're now successful, and recognize that EVERYONE started somewhere.
2007
Holy fucking shit, 8 years ago. Think I was 15. Yeah.
Anyways, it was summer and I was visiting my dad, as I did every summer. He was renting a room from a friend in a private area that this whole family owned. The sister of this guy lived a few blocks away and had a kid my own age. Let's call him Jimmy.
Jimmy was a stone-cold natural. Partied a lot, drank a bit, smoked weed, and had already lost his virginity a few years prior. He was also pretty far into puberty, quite tall, and had developed a lot of aggression/masculine traits because of this.
And me? Well, I'm naturally good looking, but that was pretty much all I had. I was short, JUST really starting puberty, had a squeaky voice, and spent most of my time playing Pokemon on my Gameboy. Or I was jerking off. Yeah, did that a lot.
Anyway, me and Jimmy clicked for some reason. Always attracted the attention of dudes who were good with girls for some reason (and rich people, too. Don't know why). This probably contributed to my success down the road when I started taking action. Very grateful for my time with him.
We hungout a few times and he always had the other cool kids of the area with him, and usually his fare share of attractive female friends. So here's two little stories from that summer -
"Oh, Two Hot Girls? Yeah, IGNORE THEM"
I'm laughing really hard writing this. You'll see why soon.
I'd went to the beach with Jimmy and his friends mid-way through the summer. LOTS of people. These were the most popular kids in the area, so I felt pretty cool to be a part of the group, but also out of place. Spent most of my time being quiet and not attracting too much attention.
At one point, I got really nervous, grabbed my backpack, and just WALKED AWAY. I almost made it off the beach before one of Jimmy's cool buds, who seemed to like me a lot, yelled at me "Yo, Hector, where are you going?! Get back here."
Now that I think about it, maybe they were attracted to my innocence.
But I felt validated that they wanted me there. The cool kids wanted me there. Awesome!
So I went back to the circle and people started talking to me. Old school social proof for the win.
Anyways I'm just sitting down and again am not talking to anyone. Then I notice two cute girls in the group staring at me. They start whispering in each other's ears and giggling. Then a minute later they get up and walk over to me, then sit down and start talking to me.
It's been a long time but the conversation went something like this
As you can see, the girls were chasing me pretty hard. Shy game works well at this age. I didn't say much to a lot of their questions, but that just made them invest more. Obviously I felt pretty cool. Two girls talking to me. Oh yeah, I'm a boss.
So, what did I do?
Well, at some point conversation died and they wanted to keep talking (remembering their body language now), but I decided to do something a bit different.
I looked at them, put my arms behind my back, and laid back on the sand.
While laying down, I looked at them in my peripherals to guage their reaction.
They were looking at each other with the biggest "what the fuck?" faces I can ever recall.
Oh ya, well let me mindfuck you even further, bitties.
I CLOSED MY EYES AND PROCEEDED TO IGNORE THE FUCK OUT OF THEM.
"Yeah, I'm so cool. Just chilling here in the sand while these girls stare at me."
That's exactly what I thought.
Yeah.
Wut.
Thought that one was bad?
Promise you'll like this next one even better.
"The Remote"
Same summer, same group of guys.
I'm hanging at Jimmy's place, with Jimmy's best friend Mark, and two cute girls. They were sisters. One 16, one 17 or 18.
They'd smoke a grav bong a bit earlier, but I didn't participate; I was against intoxicants. Very "straight-edge."
We were back in Jimmy's room, just chilling. At some point, my background in Tae Kwon Do came up. Mark was kind of a douche and decided to be really douchey. He started telling me how Tae Kwon Do was a bunch of bullshit and that he wanted to fight me. I refused, cuz I was a bitch, and also he was just trying to make trouble. But he wouldn't stop, he kept taunting me. The girls even joined in, saying they wanted to see a fight. I refused and eventually he dropped it.
A few minutes later Jimmy whispered something in the older sister's ear and they left. They went upstairs to his room.
Then Mark left the room for some reason, don't remember why. So it was just me and young 'sis. She had a big nose, but besides that, very cute. Perky tits and a nice ass.
I get kind of nervous and say we should go watch TV. She agrees and follows me into the living room.
Now for us, we know this as just moving a girl and isolating her (even though the room we were in was actually more isolated). But still, compliance! Woo! 15 year old Hector slaying dames.
So we sit down on the couch and she sits pretty close to me.
Fuck, just start escalating dawwwwgggg, she wants the DDDDDDDDDDD.
You know what, I'm just gonna turn on the TV.
I grab the remote, turn the TV on, and start flipping through the guide.
i turn to her
I hand the bitch the remote.
Swear to fucking Mohammed.
Now, to some extent, I KNEW that I should probably kiss her or something - I wasn't THAT fucking retarded (no one is), but I was scared out of my damn mind to make any move.
Then Mark walks in...
He sits down on the opposite couch.
He sees us watching TV, recognizing how fucking stupid I am, and tells the girl
"Hey, come over here."
She immediately complies and goes to sit with him.
Mark puts her arm over her and laughs at me
"I got your girl, Hector. What are you gonna do about it?"
The girl starts giggling at me.
I don't really do or say anything. I think I just shrugged.
About an hour later, when Jimmy and the older sister come down stairs, I learn that he fingered her and got a sloppy 30 minute blowjob from her.
And I was watching Spongebob Squarepants on TV.
Hey, at least I found something to watch, right?
2009
A few years later I was back for another summer visiting my dad. I met a the son of a girl he knew and when I hungout with this kid I learned about the local Boys & Girls club.
The way he made it sound, it was actually a fucking club, as in a party place, for kids my age.
No, I'm not joking. I had no idea what the Boys and Girls club was. I thought it was a dance club where people partied.
Yeah, scratch my earlier comment, I was actually that retarded.
Anyway, I eventually found out what it really is and became a volunteer there.
Which was a great idea, cuz lots of hot high school bitches volunteered there over the summer for "charity hours." Guess really fancy prep schools require shit like that. Not my ghetto ass/white trash high school. Was just there for fun.
One day we were all playing soccer together and having a great 'ol time. I was pretty popular with the 12 year olds. They thought I was a cool motherfucker. One of the coolest volunteers there.
Nothing like some good 'ol validation from kids who still occasionally shit their pants.
So yeah, playing soccer. One of the kids hit me with a long pass, I caught it in the air with my chest, walked back one step, and then launched it into the net for a pretty sweet fucking goal.
Everyone thought it was awesome and I felt like a boss.
Then I noticed that I'd really gotten the attention of one of the cute volunteers, think she was 16. Let's call her Mariah.
Mariah comes up to me and tells me that was pretty cool. We keep playing soccer and flirting with each other. At some point, I'm feeling like a really cool dude, and so I say "hey, we should hangout sometime." She agrees. I tell her I'll grab her number after the soccer game.
OH YEAH, NOW YOU'RE LEARNING, HECTOR!
So, we finish the game and I grab her number. While sitting at a table, just minutes after grabbing her number, I text her something like
We were sitting not even a foot away from each other and I'm fucking texting her.
She sees the texts, kinda laughs awkwardly and looks at me strangely. She then responds with something like
I just laugh and shake it off.
To be fair, texting was kind of a new thing to the world (I think).
Yeah, that's my excuse. Fuck you guys.
We continue interacting and she still seems interested.
And one of the volunteers, another girl (the hottest one there), tells me that Mariah likes me and has a crush on me.
Hell ya!
Before we leave that day, she tells me to text her later and that we'll hangout sometime.
Somehow, I didn't blow it with that retarded shit. Girls this age are a bit more forgiving to social blunders.
Anyways, the day finishes and while back home, I text her and invite her to join me at a fair that's happening later.
And honestly, she was probably sincere about wanting to hang another time.
But instead, I think I persisted like 3 or so more times before FINALLY getting the message.
Then I texted her something like
Fucking needy much?
At this point, she probably auto-rejected, because she responded with something vague like "I don't know."
Alright, just give up, Hector. You're done.
You know what, no, fuck that. Little Hector had some persistence!
Then next morning, while at my job at a bicycle shop, I text her
At 7 o'fucking clock in the goddamn morning
Wut.
Yeah, you can guess she never responded to that.
The next time I volunteered at the club a few days later, she ignored me like the plague.
I noticed later in the day she was at a picnic table with some of the volunteers, the cooler, more socially calibrated ones, including the hot one who told me that Mariah likes me.
Yeah, even retarded Hector could predict that Mariah was telling them how weird I am.
And I was right.
That same hot volunteer walked up to me later that day and told me that Mariah told everyone how I was really weird over text, and even texted her really early in the morning for no reason.
I've always been really good at managing my reputation
And if you know about some of my history from my articles or from posts, you know that the summer of 2009 was the summer that proceeded the birth of a new Hector, the one who slowly crawled his way to the Hector you know today.
It's stories like these that I smile at and cherish, because they were lessons well learned.
No matter where you are in your journey, how awkward you are, or how hopeless shit seems, I can promise you I know someone who beat your situation. Hell, most likely I started off shittier than you are.
But I walked the path regardless.
So fucking get out there and become the man you've always dreamed of becoming.
May you never be this socially retarded,
- Hector
P.S. I actually ran into Jimmy this past summer. He's still a cool guy, and has some good game, but relatively....
Let's just say we've switched places.
