Sweden with Soul – Day 1

So I’m here in Stockholm on night one of a five day trip.  We arrived late and didn’t leave our hostel until midnight.  It’s hard to describe it here.  If you haven’t been to Sweden you will probably think I’m lying.  I got really scared walking down the street to the hostel.  There was just a barrage of 10s.  I felt like I was playing asteroid.  I was just dodging beauty.  I wasn’t ready.  Soul, 5.0 and Vercetti all tried to prepare me, but it’s simply not possible to explain with words.  This country is filled with beautiful women.

The fat girls are sixes.  All the rules are different.  In the Swedish local form of McDonalds I was freaking out.  I am doing to have to reset my entire frame of the universe.  So after that we hit a few bars.  In the first one a really beautifull chubby girl blew out Soul.  It was weird.  We were just warming up so we bounced to a bar with more people in it.  We found a cool bar with nice trance, house and RnB.  It took me ages to get served.  My first set was terrible.  Soul and I are trying to really share knowledge this weekend.  I’m trying to teach him situational night game and he’s going to break through my day game.  So after messing up my own stock opener, my 2nd set went well.

A girl was checking herself out in the mirror next to me, so I asked why all Swedish girls do that (Soul thought of that).  She straight up said because they lack self confidence.  I was blown away, but fortunately I got some skills left in this old body.  So I said, Oh.  I thought you were checking the club for vampires.  She like that.  We chatted.  She was into me and gave me a big kiss on the cheek and let me know she wanted to chat more later.  Classic Paladin, I didn’t recognize her when she walked past again.  Oh well.

Then Soul and I hit the dancefloor.  If you want to see value, see me dance.  I am insanely good.  And I think I am good.  So I just exude confidence and value.  The strangest thing happens though.  As my value rises I go through phases.  I always see girls laugh behind their hands, just before their attraction spikes.  It’s a nonverbal shit test.  I love dancing, so it’s not a challenge for me.  Then I become the highest value guy in the club.  And every guy finds a way to bump into me.  They actually think that my value can rub off.  Now I’m really socially aware so I see it and I know how to deal with it.  One guy stood right near me and Soul, while I was dropping some serious tuts and hew as body popping like a champ.  He was a terrible dancer with no rhythm and tried to just cherry pick our value.  I was watching it and he did some good things.

This girl attacked me.  As one always does on a good dancefloor.  I ran some tight moves and amped her up.  Soul was trying to work her friend but for some reason I had all the attention.  Then the value theif copied my spin move on the friend.  And it worked!!!  Swedish guys are value thieves.  And I know exaclty how to deal with thieves.  I’m from the damn South, so game on!!  I just start laughing right at the guy and his copying me.  I don’t respect him enough to be threatened.  And guess who came back to my value like a damn magnet.  Both girls.  I couldn’t get the extraction.  I don’t know if the girl didn’t speak English or was just an idiot.  She never said one word to me.  But I had a cool time.

My mission is to break down Swedish concepts of value and tear this town up.  I already love it here.  I love the brisk cold.  I love snow.  I think I will try to move here in the next year.  Why not?  It’s a small, but magical town.  I live in the wind anyways.  I can’t wait til my friends get to town!!!