Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
Yeah man, that was a great movie.we went to see the new Batman movie. The endings made me realize how I'm not living correctly. I'm not to live selfishly, trying not to lose. I am to show true compassion and sincerity. I must smile with that spark in my eyes that I achieve. Everyone wants to be happy. Help them out. I'm feeling light and I smile automatically. I've missed this. Everything is doable. I love everyone. I hope this persists.
There's a difference between being kind and being a pushover without a real personality nor intent. The above happens to the latter. You don't have to be a jerk to get the girl.P stranger said:HI HERO. Welcome to the road of the good guys. You will now have your hearth broken mutiple times, girls will friendszone you and you will feel like you cannot fvk girls even when you have the chance to.
ENJOY!
Check out The Blueprint De-coded by RSD and go outside. Start a workout habit. Get lean if you aren't. Get swole if you're skinny. Go outside.jericg said:Hello norwegianDJ. I highly respect you and i'm very motivated to get better. You seem to be experienced at this. i want to grow like you did. is there anything you'd recommend for me and other amateurs?
It's not supposed to. It links to the main site itself. Basically to increase or maintain readers.AlexLefty said:Your sig does not link to your article ndj
I'm gonna want to see it again. The euphoria obviously didn't stick around, but I feel like it made a mark.Mindgamez said:Yeah man, that was a great movie.
You never fail at inspiring me. It's about giving love to people and helping others.
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.
Super lucky for you, such a gift having 3 new hot girls.NorwegianDJ said:School has started again and Im a senior. Fairly cool. Unexpectedly, we got 3 new chicks in our grade. Wickeeed. All are doable, 1 is really cute, and I find one really hot. The latter one turns out to be Serbian and has a strong accent. I like it. Conveniently, she also lives in my estate. Seems like getting a GF this year is going to require less effort than predicted.
Personally, I feel like the coolest guy there, yet I notice insecurities within myself. Always improving.
I'm noticing that I might fall back on my previous work ethics. I might work a lot more than previous years, but I notice academic habits starting to show, and I'm not sure whether they will reduce my grades or not.
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.
Argh! How embarrassing, that happened to me all the time! My ultimate girl-snatching trick was to carry around the spaghetti in a BACKPACK instead of pockets, you won't believe how much it helped. And if there's an issue with any sauce leaking out of your underwear, my grandma taught me a trick to keep it in a coin-purse that can easily be stitched to the backpack for convenience. I hope this prevents further messy leakages for you, broski!teeyounee said:Nice dude. How would you describe your transformation? How is life different ? How do I stop spaghetti from falling out of my pockets? What would you recommend for an absolute beginner
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.
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.