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 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.
Acq said:I dont have "friends" but I have buddies, many of them, the whole idea of being "friends" with someone is absurd, since obviously people become "friends" for a reason, to gain attention, company or something materialistic. So why bother
I don't even have buddies it's a shame. A little embarassing but it's the truth. I would even settle for a good buddy right now. I don't want attention, I do have a cool new phone. The problem with my phone is I really don't have anybody to text me. I'm not even lonely right now. My granddad passed away two weeks ago without anybody buy close family caring and I want more then that when I die. I want some buddies.Acq said:I dont have "friends" but I have buddies, many of them, the whole idea of being "friends" with someone is absurd, since obviously people become "friends" for a reason, to gain attention, company or something materialistic. So why bother
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
A lot of my old friends from school moved from here. It is so much easier to make friends when you are young. I do have one buddy that I never call and he never calls me and another that moved. Anyways I just don't think I really know how to make friends with guys. Women love me guys not so much. I'm working on not being such a nice guy but I don't know.Iceberg said:...Or because you genuinely like the person. Hell, two guys that I met on the first day of first grade are two of my best friends. I don't think there was anything "materialistic" about that.
Man, some of you guys are real downers.
fun to converse with? what can they possibly know that you have heard of yet or cant reasearch online by yourself? or maybe they like to make retarded jokes about the amount of alcohol they consumed the other night when watching a hockey game?How about I have friends because they are fun to be around and converse with? No one becomes REAL friends through some materialistic B/S.
So that's whan I want to just be able to say hey man guess what happened. Or man I'm bout to go out and... That seems hard, I'm a certain complexation and not a lot of guys of my complexation would want to do the things I do. Workout go to school play video games females you know living.RSanders219 said:How about I have friends because they are fun to be around and converse with? No one becomes REAL friends through some materialistic B/S.
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.
Sounds good, ya know I just wouldn't want to come off as weird if I said "hey want to hang out". Know what I mean, I am intrested in mma and just working out in general. Thanks for the help MMF.MartyMcFly said:Man, friends aren't that tough to find. Just start frequenting something like a bar or join some kind of class you're interested in. You'll make friends in no time.
Dude, MMA would be a great way to find some cool guys to hang with. And as a bonus, chicks love that ****! :rockon:JustWuzzle said:Sounds good, ya know I just wouldn't want to come off as weird if I said "hey want to hang out". Know what I mean, I am intrested in mma and just working out in general. Thanks for the help MMF.
I was thinking of taking a class this summer. I've been putting that off. That is If I don't got back to the military. I had quite a few friends in the Army, I loved itMartyMcFly said:Dude, MMA would be a great way to find some cool guys to hang with. And as a bonus, chicks love that ****! :rockon:
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
You were in the Army?! Holy **** dude, its funny because I'm currently serving!JustWuzzle said:I was thinking of taking a class this summer. I've been putting that off. That is If I don't got back to the military. I had quite a few friends in the Army, I loved it