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.
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.
Peter, he has integrity. Lying to your parents doesn't equal "cool."Originally posted by Toushi
I got a problem: I can't go out. Why? Simple. My parents don't let me go out at night and I live 5 kilometers away from town, in the middle of nothing (so I'm forbidden to walk till where I want to go).
I just refused another invitation to go out this night... What can I do?
Yeah... You're right. I'll stick out with girls at day-light time.
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.
Actually my parents are the best cuz they trust me and I trust them. Which is why they let me go out all night and sleep over for few days at my friends house. I just hate the parents who seclude you from society and think everyone is a bad influence, you gotta learn sometime how to interact with different kinds of people and lucky for me my parents gradually made me used to it. So don't f*cking make assumptions and add retarded comments that's not helpful to the thread you AFC.
I don't hate you man, just calm down. It's just not cool to tell someone to disobey their parents tho. I see where you're coming from, just don't throw assumptions at me too