Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Haha, that is the funniest thing you have ever said.penkitten said:stop. collaborate and listen.
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroomiqqi said:Haha, that is the funniest thing you have ever said.![]()
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Hmmmmm. :nervous:penkitten said:I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Isn't Snow a "reggae" artist?DJDamage said:Where is Kris Kross, Bow wow and Snow on this list?!
that right there is in the top 10 of worst rap of all time.
and if they had Mr. T on it, then they should have had Macho Man share the title:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1i2v1b0BsbA
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
His suckiness transcend through all music genre.Purple-Haze said:Isn't Snow a "reggae" artist?
C'mon...Informer wasn't THAT bad! Admit you listened to it.DJDamage said:His suckiness transcend through all music genre.
Yeah I listened to it and at the time I liked it but I was like 14 years old, a virgin and an AFC.Purple-Haze said:C'mon...Informer wasn't THAT bad! Admit you listened to it.
Nothing wrong with liking it.DJDamage said:Yeah I listened to it and at the time I liked it but I was like 14 years old, a virgin and an AFC.
Alot has change over the years after not knowing better.....
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.