"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"

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.

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How to be a college kid and get cut and learn some cool stuff, for cheap.

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I don't know about you, but when I went away to college when I was 19 (I transfered), I weighed about 190 and was 6'3. I had a little bit of jiggle in my boobs and a little pooch in my stomach. It wasn't big enough to be a gut, and it was too big to be a "love handle."

When I got to campus, I was disgusted by the "processed" food, and I dropped down to 165ish, but somehow kept the jiggly-tits, and my stomach imploded.

That's basically how I looked for 2 years.

Then I moved in with some of my friends, and we (had all tried martial arts in the past, like Karate and Tae Kwon Do, but were not impressed) would **** around and do "fake kung fu" moves on each other and stuff... One day one of us got the brilliant idea to take Judo with the other... That was the day my problems started to disappear.

Just by taking Judo twice a week, I was able to put some muscle behind my girly arms, and actually got pretty cut up (except my boobs and stomach remained) in the legs and arms. I probably picked up my weight to 170ish if my mind serves me correctly... and my girlfriend (at the time) enjoyed having sex a lot more and desired me more...

Now I've started cross training in brazilian jiu jitsu and judo. I train 3-5 times per week, and I am getting stronger each week, and able to do more and more cardio each week. Only 1-2 hours per session plus I'm learning how to fight!!! In one of the buildings I have classes in, almost everyone gets gassed just walking up to the third floor. I can now take all the stairs in sprint! I have been asked several times (by the people that are gassed at the top) how I can sprint that much and barely break a sweat. People are amazed when I tell them that it's because of judo and jiu jitsu!!!

All this costs me is 70 dollars a semester (it's free in the summer). Most health clubs charge >30-40 a month, don't they?

I don't think I could bench press a truck, but I also don't think I will lose in a fight. Plus, I'm disgustingly cut, and soon I'll have abs when I barely have to flex.

TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOUR COLLEGE'S MARTIAL ARTS!!! They cost much much more in the "real world".

That is all.

Ohhhh yeah,
Avg. Judo workout = 800 cal/hour
Avg. BJJ workout = ??? not sure, but it's a beter workout than judo on your abs, and the cardio is killer!
 

"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"

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.

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Now why don't you take that and also implement your colleges weight room?
 

"I just moved here from Florida."

That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?

She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."

She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.

I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.

Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.

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