VincentNew
Don Juan
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I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.
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.
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.
Thanks, my weightlifting got effed up when the teacher gave us the wrong workout schedule. I was trying to hangclean 125, when I just got to doing 95.novaknight said:Thats a lotta strength gain...percentwise speaking.
Congrats dude.
How do you shoot for a number?Smock said:Thanks, my weightlifting got effed up when the teacher gave us the wrong workout schedule. I was trying to hangclean 125, when I just got to doing 95.
Deadlifts and squats are the same maybe with 5 extra lbs.
12/6/11
Anyway, I am not gone. I hit on two girls last week and just shot for their numbers out of the air after an introduction and a short conversation. One was more serious and the other was just a test of confidence. My friends give me quite a bit of respect for doing what I am doing now. Today, I was walking out of the locker room to wrestling practice when a girl said "Hola" to me. Then, BOOM! Almost like second nature, I stopped and talked to her for a bit and introduced myself. After about a minute or two, I shot for the number. I have noticed that girls get all flustered as if they have never seen this behavior before. She had a friend next to her who gave me her number. I thought it was alright because the girl I was hitting on did not try to stop her from giving me her number.
Practice was great as always, first meet tomorrow. I am not very good at wrestling, but that is the wrong mindset to have. I am in it to win it this year, and no bull****ting myself.
Until then,
Smock
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.
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.
That's what it said when I got my weight certified. I am pretty sure my actual bf is 8% when I tested it myself just a few months ago.Jack Wealthy said:I doubt your bf% is that low. I was around 7 when I was anorexic and I had an eight pack, weighed 59 kilos and was 175cm.
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.
Theres several formulaes online. Choose a good one and stick with it.Smock said:@ohbe
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias=aps&field-keywords=body+fat+caliper
It will probably come with a chart(or whatever) to calculate the measurements. Or punch the numbers into an online calculator.
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.