adpreston1988
Don Juan
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Damn Potbelly!! Those are some amazing scores. Where are you going to college again??
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.
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.
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.
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.
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 paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
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.