Fenderules
Master Don Juan
yeah its soooo true. Lol all the nerds in highschool became the top later on.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
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.
I think all girls brag to their friends about the guys that hit on them. That's just how they are.Originally posted by Don Juanabbe
So some cheerleader needs to feel better about herself by bragging to all her friends that a supposedly fat dude hit on her??
How pathetic is that?
Talk about a low self esteem. This girl is a pitiful example of a human being and I pity the poor f*ck who ever gets together with her. Talk about shallow.
I second that!Originally posted by Don Juanabbe
So some cheerleader needs to feel better about herself by bragging to all her friends that a supposedly fat dude hit on her??
How pathetic is that?
Talk about a low self esteem. This girl is a pitiful example of a human being and I pity the poor f*ck who ever gets together with her. Talk about shallow.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Well said! I've witnessed this first hand time and time again. These girls get their asses kissed so much it is pathetic, and it is by guys they like. They only go for popularity in sports or what have you. You can be Bradd Pitt (seriously) but if you're not popular, you don't get a second look. It's called the princess syndrome.Women with no life experience + men kissing their asses no matter how they act + living in a world filled with objectification and superficiality = bad news
That's the stupidest advice I've ever heard. Just because you are happy with yourself doesn't mean you shouldn't improve, become better.#2: Do NOT change yourself in any way if YOU are happy with yourself.
Now, I don't know about you all, but when I saw the words, "I don't really feel a great deal of chemistry," I'm thinking, "So, that means it's time to leave, right?"Originally posted by trent423
...we talk for like 6 or 7 minutes but i don't really feel a great deal of chemistry, y'know? but i get her phone # and MSN screename (she said her email didn't work) anyways because from what i could tell she seemed to want to talk to me again.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.