I don't participate in potato-sack races for homosexual pedophiles, so I wouldn't know. Go find a Catholic priest.Macca said:Oh really??? What a tw@t statement!! Did it not occur to you that the boys start on the men??? Nonce!!:nono: :nono: :cuss:
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 don't participate in potato-sack races for homosexual pedophiles, so I wouldn't know. Go find a Catholic priest.Macca said:Oh really??? What a tw@t statement!! Did it not occur to you that the boys start on the men??? Nonce!!:nono: :nono: :cuss:
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.
Haha, jokes.From what I understand is that you're the class loser. You're supposed to get picked on.
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.
Fundates is probably laying in his own pool of blood right now!!fundates_2k7 said:I dont know who this little freshman is but some lilttle kid for the last 2 days has been getting on my nervous his in my gym class.And has been constaly saying names and tried to push me today,now that had me piss and I want to whoop his ass.I mean he looks like his 12 years old seriously his real short and small yet he makes people laugh and everyone seem to like this little punk ass kid who makes inmature childish jokes.
I dont if his contuie to act like this but I want to beat his ass
I cant believe how people would laugh or talk to a kid who is loud and annoying
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.