adpreston1988
Don Juan
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Damn Potbelly!! Those are some amazing scores. Where are you going to college again??
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.
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.
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.
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.
It's weighted. 1.0 for honors, 2.0 for AP. I am taking 4 Honors next year. My unweighted GPA core classes is a 3.55. I can get it up to a 3.7 unweighted GPA by the end of Junior year.Potbelly said:Bling if your unweighted GPA is 3.73 it's impossible to get it back to a 4.0
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.
I am most likely going to the University of Michigan at Ann Arbor.adpreston1988 said:Let me know if anyone here is going to The University of Michigan. Like 100-200 of my friends are going since we're in state, but it would still be cool to hear from someone else going.
You are going to Princeton? Congrats. How did you get in? What are your stats? Did you do anything notable?Flabbergasped? said:Harvard (R), Yale (WL), Cornell (A), Princeton (A), Rice (A), MSU (A)
PRINCETON BABY!
Very nice. Good luck.itishe said:I'm starting to think college isn't for me, but we'll see what happens.
I know for sure I'm not going into college straight out of highschool, but I'd change that if West Point accepted me.
My immediate plan after highschool is (4-10 years): to join one branch of the US Military (most likely Navy or Army), then if possible move to Israel to fight in the IDF (Israeli Defense Force). After such I'll be quite proud of myself and ready to do anything.
I think it would be a nice change of pace to get away from American women, and experience a bit of my Jewish ancestery. I'm definately excited for what the future may hold.
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.