Yeah, Asians are an endangered species right now! :crazy:reallyfreakinlost said:I have to do this pseudo-grieving method because I'm Asian, we cannot get girls! Try to put yourself in my shoes.
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.
Yeah, Asians are an endangered species right now! :crazy:reallyfreakinlost said:I have to do this pseudo-grieving method because I'm Asian, we cannot get girls! Try to put yourself in my shoes.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Say what you will, but like I said, I busted a nice load on a girl's face simply by using this method. You can say I'm a mansel, but again, it truly does wonders for me.Marlimus said:Faking pain to get the attention of the opposite sex? What are you, a mansel in distress, hoping that a woman will ride in on a white horse and carry you away? Some day your princess will come?
Disgrace! The strategy of using victim status as a source of attention is the domain of woman. It is the woman who faints to get attention, who sprains her ankle and smiles when her desired man carries her off the field, men have no business indulging in similar tactics.
You, reallufrickinlost, would feign grief, depression and all manner of psychological defficiency for the sake of female attention? Are you a lost child in search of a mother? That is not masculine. You must truly be a pathetic and despicable creature, if you must resort to pity to get affection. I am disgusted.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
I can understand your name too, blue. After all, if you don't use my pseudo-grieving method... you will have BLUE balls! haha.blueguy said:Now I understand why you chose that username![]()
Learn to cry.Luke Skywalker said:Realfreakinglost;
You've field-tested this on yourself many times and you've gotten two laids.
Despite what other people are saying, this is perfectly valid because you tested this theory first and that's what counts.
Now, suppose you dont cry, or are a stiff like me, and sort of convey no emotions most of the time -- if a trajedy were to happen, I'd likely just have a vacant stare and stay in one location as opposed to crying.
Now I can make a crying noise, but I cant put tears in my eyes, and dont know how I'd pull of a gig like that which is totally incongruent.
Keep sharing your interesting game tactics, enlighten all of us to be good DJ'S.
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.
How can you learn to convey that emotion? What day to day practise routines should be implemented to be a good crier? What's the best eye-drops to use for fake tears?reallyfreakinlost said:Learn to cry.
Watch some really sad movies. I WEPT OUT LOUD when I watched the new movie Tristan and Isolde.Luke Skywalker said:How can you learn to convey that emotion? What day to day practise routines should be implemented to be a good crier? What's the best eye-drops to use for fake tears?
Right now I"m practising 'smiling' at women convincingly and that's hard enough, but crying now -- woah, sounds like lots of work to get that one handled.
That's ALREADY in my personality schema, I'm trying to learn to be more humorous. Sure, I love sad movies, art museums, paintings, Enya music, that's all cool, and thanks for those recommendations - I'm sort of melancholic and meditative - and need something that's congruent with all of that - but I still think this is stretching it a bit.reallyfreakinlost said:Watch some really sad movies. I WEPT OUT LOUD when I watched the new movie Tristan and Isolde.
Go to art museums, look at paintings. Listen to sad music. It is VERY DIFFICULT, but after you LEARN TO CRY, believe me, it is worth it when you're at a bus stop pretending to grieve for a dead mother and a girl comes and puts her arm around you.
Just do whatever it takes, take acting classes if you need help that badly. But honestly, you don't need acting classes, you DO NEED to practice. Being grief-stricken is really an artform, it took me months to get down. EVERY SINGLE TIME I say that my mom died, the girl usually says something like "why don't we sit down and we can talk about it". I guarantee you, if you FOLLOW MY DIRECTIONS, you will have her in bed in no time.Luke Skywalker said:That's ALREADY in my personality schema, I'm trying to learn to be more humorous. Sure, I love sad movies, art museums, paintings, Enya music, that's all cool, and thanks for those recommendations - I'm sort of melancholic and meditative - and need something that's congruent with all of that - but I still think this is stretching it a bit.
I can cry - if I see something that's beautiful in a pure and holy sence - haven't been doing much of that lately.
But, not my mother, pal, I'd never do anything like that, a sister I can do since I dont have one.
Thanks for the tips.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.