Originally posted by whatsupwiddat:
I'm pretty sure I don't. Look again or get your eyes readjusted. Stop talking about t-shirts, and LEARN !![]()
Hahaha you edited it. Somebody is ashamed of their Hot Topic T-Shirt!
Great post though.
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.
Originally posted by whatsupwiddat:
I'm pretty sure I don't. Look again or get your eyes readjusted. Stop talking about t-shirts, and LEARN !![]()
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
Brilliant. Thank you.Originally posted by diplomatic_lies:
Don't forget not to neglect your studies! Goddammit I screwed up year 12 (as a result I have to start another course to change to a Law course), because I didn't study hard enough.
Too many people forget this, they try too hard to be popular in high school and forget to do something 15 minutes per day that could affect their entire life.
Remember, its great to build your social skills in HS, but the point is to "Build" your skills. Irregardless of popularity. In my opinion, its better to be seen as the friendly guy everyone can talk to than the aloof jerk, because the former WILL suceed after high school.
go on then, or pm it to meOriginally posted by Da Game
If you REALLY want a killer rep.. Do something ballsy in front of the whole school. Running for student council is a good one. I did that, and gave an election speech that got the whole school laughing, then the administration turned off the microphone partway through, and I was dragged off the stage. Instant celebrity. I was discussed in classes, EVERYONE knows my name, random people will come up and tell me how cool I am, and a couple girls I don't even know want to have sex with me.
If you want a copy of the speech I gave, I'll post it up.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Originally posted by dip
haha pm me it or post it!!
Originally posted by Da Game
Alright, here's the speech.
Hi everybody. My name is (...), and I’m running for next year’s student council. I’m a national merit scholar and a member of the debate team. However – and don’t stone me for saying this, but school isn’t much fun. If I had a choice, I’d leave and go hang out with my buds.
That’s because right now, school spirit is down, and without school spirit, Prep just isn’t worth a dime. With the right ASB, school spirit can blaze up again. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I’m burning all the time to help improve the school environment. If I were elected, I’d grow school spirit all year long.
The one thing that can really light up the school year is a good student council. Just like a bad council can make a hash out of a good year, a great council can fire up the school and help everyone have a good time. That’s why you need to vote for me.
As an ASB officer, I would display chronic loyalty to the school and its administration, but most of all, the student body. I want to listen to what you have to say, and help stir the pot to get things done. With a great student council we’ll bake up a great next year for everybody, and with my input, we can make student council the hotbox that it once was in the 60s, when our teachers were students here too. And I won’t bogart the glory either – I’ll make sure all the credit stays with you, the students.
A lot of candidates make big promises, but end up cashed out before the year is over. But that won’t happen to me; I have a whole bag of fun things to do, that are guaranteed to be a hit with the whole student body. And I’m not just blowing smoke when I say this; with me, the grass really can be greener on the other side. So when you’re thinking of who to vote for tomorrow, remember (...), and next year will be a year they all talk about.
I am now the best known stoner in my high school. I got dragged off the stage after the second paragraph, but I passed around copies of the speech the next day.![]()
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.