DJ_in_making
Master Don Juan
My question to some of the college guys: How is macking different in colllege than it was in H.S.? I know it does give some examples in the DJ bible, but what can you guys say changes in when you get to college?
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Yep I agree totally with that.become a social, cool, outgoing, laidback sort of person, and it won't matter what the environment...you'll do fine almost anywhere
Can't you get your ass kicked after class for acting like thatOriginally posted by I'm Joe Dirt
I am a loud person, so I will walk into Accounting class for example as a few people are there already but not the prof on a Quiz day (including some HBs) and say something like "We're having a quiz today!!! OMG arent you guys excited?! I hope we get some calculus questions, you know, just as a change of pace. Oh and I hope they toss in some vocab words. 'Accounts Recievable'. hehehe So *turning to an HB* whats your favorite vocabulary word?"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
though i never really had trouble with going to parties...that's a really neat idea for expanding your social circle.Originally posted by BrotherAP
just introduce yourself as the guy who knows everyone and where all the parties are. By the end of the day, you will be telling the truth because you will have 100 new phone numbers, if you want to. Meet the people likely to throw parties, and let them know proudly that you have the phone number of every hot girl from here to timbuktu, and that you're the man to call to combat the dreaded sausage fest. You can do this all over campus, in all of your classes, in the cafeteria, at the local hangout. Just let everyone know you as the guy who knows everyone. Never again will you have such an oppurtunity.
i didnt go on a single fvcking date that summer, i didnt want nor needed too... for one, i was way too busy with school and working out... I basically just went to class, worked out, studied a little, then went out and partied... I went out 4-5 times per week (started in june ended in august). I went out with girls that I made as friends (went to movies/shopping/studying) in summer school which probably helped with social proof (they were hb7.5 and hb8 and cool as ****... didnt hook up with them b/c 2 of my "new" friends were with them). Me and like 8 other people basicaly ran that summer session though which helped A LOT. Like everyone would wait in the dorm lobby to ask us where the parties were and they would follow us to them... its funny, one time like 10 of us went out to a party and thought it was lame and that there was a better one down the street so we left... and about 20 other people followed us there, it was ****ing hilariousOriginally posted by I'm Joe Dirt
By hook up with 13 do you mean you were able to go out with her somewhere or you mean you got action from all of them? And what happened to all of them????
Because what I noticed is its easy to get people to go out for coffee or lunch and have it not mean nothing. Once I asked out a girl if she wanted to go for lunch with me and during our lunch I found out she was in a relationship and had a kid.
But thats another difference between HS and College. In HS when you "ask someone out" you are assumed to be bf/gf where as in college going out with someone doesn't mean much and many girls even hot ones who are taken and would never sleep with you won't hestitate in hanging out with you for fun if they have nothing better to do.
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.