SirFratserlot
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Im in college and want sex lol, but I go on pof and most of the girls are questionably human.
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.
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.
I have a better chance at winning the lottery than pulling a chick at my college. Desperate times call for desperate measuresTheException said:College....http://www.troll.me/images/picard-palm/youre-doing-it-wrong.jpg
Zero need for a dating site in college pal. If you live on campus(and you better) theres chicks galore everywhere. I live on a pretty big campus and every weekend is a blast. I meet chicks all throughout the week and then party with them on the weekend. Once you turn 21(if your not) theres bars on campus that no doubt pop....the girls dress up and all head out to dance. Get your head in the game kid...its all around you.
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.
Poor attitude! In all seriousness, flirt with and game chicks in your classes, dorm, parties, events, around campus, etc. It's a numbers game and the numbers are in your favor here. 100% of chicks on a college campus want to hook up, some just already have boyfriends. It's your goal to find the ones that don't.SirFratserlot said:I have a better chance at winning the lottery than pulling a chick at my college.
What? Some of the most successful and smartest students I know party extremely hard.switch said:i will give you one piece of advice, right now you are in college, you should be studying to have a chance at life in the upcoming years, dont waste it on POF, parties ,alcohol and cvmdumpsters.
its no surprise nobody mentioned that you should be studying instead of gaming chicks,dude in this economy if all you think about during college is banging....you are a faggot and deserve a$$ rape by the social elite later on.
look ,if you play now, you'll pay later.but if you pay now,you can have lots of playtime when you have a good financial footing.
its a disaster, everywhere in the world college means studying, but in the US, college means alcohol,parties and slvts.
now we have obama wondering what the hell is ruining Murica..... *facepalm* the future is dark
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.