hahah, finally some other girl gets a chanceSadao said:edit: Going out tonight WITHOUT hb9model, some girl is about to be very lucky tonight.
can't have hb9model keep you all to herself
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.
hahah, finally some other girl gets a chanceSadao said:edit: Going out tonight WITHOUT hb9model, some girl is about to be very lucky tonight.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Sadao said:Choosing not to spin plates, not maintaining girls that wanted it, not sarging, a classic case of oneitis my friend.
edit: Going out tonight WITHOUT hb9model, some girl is about to be very lucky tonight.
Not really, she called me at 8:30pm asking me what I was doing and to call her when I knew my plans. I call back at 9pm and she doesn't respond so I text her a bit later and she responds, saying "You never called so I went into sleep mode and am just watching a movie at home." I have no reason to believe she's lying, she then invited me to a party the following night which I'll probably go to.The Shocker said:what happened to hb9 then? did she biatch out on you?
Very true, did not isolate her though.DonJoseCantosie said:could've had her suck your d1ck while u were sleeping...haha.
And another thing, wats with censoring foul words, we aren't in elementary school people.
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.
I mean, since you guys still aren't "exclusive"... need to have a rotation right (of girls)? I'm pretty sure she'll be getting more clingy to YOU once she sees you're in demandSadao said:Very true, did not isolate her though.
Right, but she needs to physically SEE that i'm in demand. I think when we go out and party tonight I'll make an effort to flirt with a lot of girls.Zerix said:I mean, since you guys still aren't "exclusive"... need to have a rotation right (of girls)? I'm pretty sure she'll be getting more clingy to YOU once she sees you're in demand
I think you should read this thread from pg 1![]()
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I'm actually completely ready for a relationship right now, but who knows how long before she brings up the exclusivity conversation again. I think under different circumstances she'd have asked already, but maybe she wants to experience college single..who knows.Docs said:Cool!
Now, what do you want with her?
Big boss!Sadao said:Just a quick story from recently.
So me and some friends are at this bonfire on the beach and we need some wood. There is a group of people up the beach a little so we head on over there to see what's up. Now, me and my buddy are both tall, muscular, and can be fairly intimidating when need be. The group is a bunch of guys and a few girls, fairly cute ones. My buddy and I take a bundle of wood that's just sitting there and we had back to our fire, nobody saw us.
A bit later five guys come down to our fire and ask us if we took their wood, knowing that we most definitely did take it. So me and my friend get in their faces knowing that even 2v5 they wouldn't stand a chance. After a few minutes of *****ing and whining they finally leave since there was nothing they could do so that just had to bit the bullet and **** off. At this point we are pretty trashed and head back up to that other group of people. I start chatting up a couple blonde's and within 45 seconds I've got them convinced to come join our bonfire and ditch these lame guys.
So we not only steal these guys wood, shame them, and put them in their place, but we take their girls for the rest of the night. The hotter one (HB8surfer) was giving me crazy IOI's but couldn't act on them since HB9model was there, but my friend most definitely spit some game and hooked up with her, so score one for the team.
EDIT: In other news, I'm doing the disappearing routine on HB9model tonight in an attempt to raise interest before I see her on Wednesday. So far she's called 3 times, 2 voice mails, 1 text, 3 calls, 2 voice mails, and 1 text from her friend. Listening to her messages is so hard though, she sounds so sad and cute like a lost puppy without me.
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.