adpreston1988
Don Juan
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Damn Potbelly!! Those are some amazing scores. Where are you going to college again??
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.