Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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.
Yeah, I'm from Maryland, but go to school in Alabama. Can't really stand Maryland too much, hence the leaving. That, plus money...Originally posted by Silquee Smoove
Actually, I had no clue you were going to school out of state. I knew you were from Maryland, (as opposed to Alabama) but I didn't know why you chose to attend College at an entirely different body of water.
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.
Food posioning.Originally posted by GlutusMaximus86
What happened anyway, why did those 80 people to go to the hospital? Oh well, I'm just glad I live in VA, I got plenty of choices for colleges here (although I'll probably move to another state once I graduate).
Jeez, what was in it? Toxic waste? I've had food poisoning before and it yields some gross toilet activity and stomach pain. Nothing worthy of an ambulance ride.Originally posted by crazykid
Food posioning.
Food posioning.