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.
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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
do you go out in leiden? And are you a member of any student club?Rubdown said:Rotterdam here, I'm often in Leiden too since I study there.
Yea, I haven't been abroad much, so I can't really compare. But I think so too. Girls here are indeed cold and distant. That's kina the nature of the Dutch in general though. When I try to make a light little chat while waiting for the bus, people look at me like I'm retarted for doing that.1. The women seem cold and very tough to game(don't even throw out vibes, act like you're not there, etc.)
You probably went to the wrong bars. In weekdays there's not much is going on here. Thursday, friday and saturday are usually really busy. With plenty of girls too.2. All the bars are nothing but sausage fests, like somebody already pointed out in this thread. Seriously, you'd think you'd go to Amsterdam, supposedly one of the biggest party scenes in the world, only to come to a place with bars packed with guys watching soccer. Not only are most of these bars packed with guys, but are't even half way full on top of it. You can walk into any Amsterdam bar and not be surprised to only find maybe 7-10 people sipping down beers. I mean, come on. Now, keep in mind, I'm only observing what I've seen on WEEKDAYS, perhaps things are different on the weekends. The closest to the weekend that I've been there was on Thursdays, and I can tell you, for Thursday nights, the bars are sausage fests, with maybe 15 people. Pretty bad.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
snowdog said:Also Rotterdam here.
Yea, I haven't been abroad much, so I can't really compare. But I think so too. Girls here are indeed cold and distant. That's kina the nature of the Dutch in general though. When I try to make a light little chat while waiting for the bus, people look at me like I'm retarted for doing that.
You probably went to the wrong bars. In weekdays there's not much is going on here. Thursday, friday and saturday are usually really busy. With plenty of girls too.
Not a big fan of clubs. My friends sometimes drag me into off_corso. I also went to the Catwalk a couple of times. The Catwalk is OK. The atmosphere is friendly there and kinda weird. Lots of people on drugs, lol. Nighttown is also nice.Captain Harlock said:Which clubs do you like to go to in Rotterdam snowdog?
I don't know much about Amsterdam. I rarely get there. In Rotterdam, everything is a bit dead except for thursday, friday and saturday. Probably the same in Amsterdam.I don't know, as far as what I've been able to see, bars in De Wallen on Thursday's suck. I hear Rotterdam is a good place to be. I hear the club scene is good. Actually, there is a bar on Damrak that looked pretty decent. Near Hotel Van Gelder. But by the time me and my buddy got there, it was closing. I just came back from Holland on Thursday.
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.