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.
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.
Its all about the tailored underwear.Jack Wealthy said:If you're continually ****ting yourself then didn't you have to go home at some stage to change? Or do you just spend a lot on clothes every time you go out?
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.
Right now, you think too much.Mindgamez said:Monday, April 16th
I'm not going to write a lot these days because I have a LOT of work for school and I gotta practice for my upcoming talent shows.
This first day at school wasn't that great. I wasn't into state at all, not like that other day where I was feeling like a god. When it's been a long time not talking to a lot of people, I have to warm up again it feels like.
Feeling nervous at the beginning of the day, I simply smiled to HB Laos as she passed by. No interactions. Why do I always feel nervous around her sometimes...
Said hello to HB big boobs. She looked at me weird : ... Hi? This is probably some **** test. I should have called her on it! Let's do that next time we interact.
Lol! I forgot about Blonde HB and I didn't noticed that she was absent today. This shows how my neediness for her just flew away. I was like, oh whatever.
Noticed that this asian girl is watching me. She's younger, HB7, and she's definitely cute. Let's call her HB Beat. We talked for a bit before Christmas, and we shook hands as I introduced myself to her. I holded it longer on purpose and she pulled away in some annoyed way. **** test? Probably. I just laughed and left the group. Then some days later, I see her near the cafeteria. I talk to her other buddies and she looks at me smiling for no reason as I hold onto her eyes. That was a while ago and at that time, she wasn't so pretty. Her hair got nicer. Hey, why not approach again? I don't really know her buddies, but let's go and try. I have nothing to lose. The only problem is my other buddies that will probably be watching me. When we play football, I see her walking near with her buddies. I'll probably have to eject from the game to talk to her and my buddies might scream out **** : Body language Mindgamez! Body language! It's positive! Gogo!
Whatever. Let's try haha!
I know why I go into scarcity mindset. I don't get many girls because I don't try enough. I don't try enough, because I'm afraid that it will fail and that I'll lose the girl. I'm afraid that I'll lose the girl because I have this needy mindset! I have this needy mindset because I don't try enough. Conclusion, I have to take more action. Easier said than done, but let's go.
Damn, when I write, I write for long. I spent almost 20 minutes writing this. AHHH I got my school books to read! UGGH! Lol, anyway. Let's get back to work.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
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.