Twenty year-old college student checking in. A few days ago, I actually tried to approach some chicks. Of course, I stayed within my league and didn't try to approach that bimbo with fake boobs. Of course, I got rejected because I didn't know what the Hell I was doing and was so nervous that it was like I was on the edge of a skyscraper. And, of course, I felt like complete shit for a day. To be honest, it felt like the world was coming to an end and that I have no choice but to settle for some 200-lb single mother with three children, all with different fathers, when I'm in my early 30s. On top of that, I slept like shit.

But today, it was different. From a logical perspective, it would make sense that I would continue to feel depressed and like a bitch. But instead, I feel more...confident and motivated? Looking back, I realize that I do have potential because I dated two "hot" chicks in high school(Beta Bux is basically non-existent in this environment) mainly because of and have experience with some chicks. That day, I tried something new and stepped out of my comfort zone so of course it felt like a gun was to my head. Back in high school, I would have never even considered some shit like this because I waited for them to come to me. But now I realize that rejection isn't that bad. Why should it be? I'm a man, we've built civilizations and landed on a goddamn comet, why should I care what some random little girl thinks?

Like Terry Crews once said, "You will get hurt, but amazingly once you heal, you're someplace you've never been before." Now, back to my combinatorics and differential equations homework then off to the gym. It's squat day!