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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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 !![]()
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.
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.
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 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.![]()
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.