Hey, um ive been messing around with my myspace lately and i want some feedback. You can say anything you want, positive or negative. Anyway, here it is
http://tinyurl.com/qgur8
http://tinyurl.com/qgur8
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
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.
Heh, touche.Wiesman44 said:"laziest person ever" . I see you have such high hopes, dreams, and aspirations. You should go far with that attitude. You will also get loads of girls, b/c girls love lazy bums.
sparky0000 said:Music sucks.
Sunglasses are silly looking on you. Without glasses you look like a young Fred Savage. Not good either. Don't worry, I look worse.
I don't find you funny...So leave that part about people finding you funny out.
The girls that keep on commenting...Lose them. Annoying and ugly. The cutest person to comment was a guy. Not surprising seeing it is California.
CONCLUSION
POSTIVIES -- You are not trying to sound black....You are cute in a young Fred Savage way....You don't brag (well there was that comment about thinking that people think that you are funny)...You are not Skip2mylou. For that I thank you.
NEGATIVES -- You are cute in a young Fred Savage way. Where I ply my trade most 17 year old girls would want to babysit you. Then after they tucked you in they would head out with some old guy :moon: .... You sound boring and predicatable like 99% of the MYSPACE family.
Final Grade: Incomplete. You have potential. For some strange reason I am in your corner.
If you want, I can help you totally redesign that page.
Dude! You are soooo Fred Savage!
http://rob.paintedeyes.org/images/fred8.jpg
http://www.fortunecity.es/bohemio/escultura/55/fredsavage57.jpg
http://www.fortunecity.es/bohemio/escultura/55/fredsavage63.jpg
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.
Never take any notice of hotornot.com ratings.asdfghjkl said:O and my pic is a 9.3 on hotornot, im not ditching it
Which one? Your pic or a pic of Fred Savage?O and my pic is a 9.3 on hotornot, im not ditching it
You just wish that you didn'tI dont think i look like Fred Savage haha
sparky0000 said:Which one? Your pic or a pic of Fred Savage?
You just wish that you didn't.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.