I hate the place I live in. I'm a Cali transplant living in AZ. The area I'm living in is mostly left over hippies and retired people, so there is little for the kids to do. Many are into drugs from the hippie element. Two of my friends have dropped out. Another 2 are antisemites who found out I was jewish and turned on me. I have Bible Belt fundamentalist telling me to convert or burn below. The teachers have literally socialist loyalties and judge people on how "capitalistic" they are. I have been harassed a lot because I dropped a class out of objection that I would have to read Leftist literature (it was more to give the area a middle finger than to make a legitimate political point; I'm kind of Left on somethings too but these leftover hippies harass people constantly.) Basicly I'm trying to figure out how to keep my sanity for the next 1-5 years i'm stuck here.
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
I hate where I live!
- Thread starter mvc
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"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
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.
VegasGuy56
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You wear tinfoil clothes and you're wondering how to KEEP your sanity? 
S1NN3R
Master Don Juan
Sounds as though you're pretty much screwed. I'm assuming you're underage and therefore at the mercy of your parents regarding where you live. A question though, if that's the case, what are your parents like? Are they the same type of people, somewhat left back hippies or are they normal intelligent people? Have you discussed any of this with them and do they see eye to eye with you if you have?
I fit were me, I would (with parental approval) screw with everybody as much as is humanly possible. Talk about your "CIA family members" and mention their work on the MK-ULTRA project (nothing messes up a hippy faster than that convo). For the socialist teachers, adopt Marxism just for fun, that should baffle them. And nothing works better on Bible Beltists than stone cold logic. Read up on the Gnostic Gospels, the Apocrypha, and the Council of Nicea, then quote anything and everything at every available opportunity. I find that to be awfully amusing, and while you won't change anyone's minds, they usually leave you well alone after that to avoid the confusion associated with being shown facts.
I fit were me, I would (with parental approval) screw with everybody as much as is humanly possible. Talk about your "CIA family members" and mention their work on the MK-ULTRA project (nothing messes up a hippy faster than that convo
). For the socialist teachers, adopt Marxism just for fun, that should baffle them. And nothing works better on Bible Beltists than stone cold logic. Read up on the Gnostic Gospels, the Apocrypha, and the Council of Nicea, then quote anything and everything at every available opportunity. I find that to be awfully amusing, and while you won't change anyone's minds, they usually leave you well alone after that to avoid the confusion associated with being shown facts.
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
There are lots of odd people in Arizona. It is not actually the Bible Belt, though.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible_Belt
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible_Belt
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
I'm guessing it's Sedona, which is a haven for weirdos.