jiza101
Master Don Juan
diablo did a thread on this before, i posted my room there :cheer:
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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
You're a genius.Originally posted by 007~JC
Diablo has a thread about this.
He will probably merge this in his.
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.
A picture is worth a thousand words... and it's not like it's hard to take one...Originally posted by Phoenix_of_the_ashes
I live in an apartment with 5 other people and share my room with my girlfriend. I have a laptop, a desk, bed with two matresses, cd player with amplifier and speakers, weights, my martial arts stuff and a whole bunch of books.
Im happy
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.
it was hot.Originally posted by jiza101
What did you all think of my joint![]()
hey, I have that same exact glass desk.
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.
what'd you do, throw a smoke grenade?Originally posted by ak5
i feel almost bad for posting this, pics were taken by a v400 phone. This is my room so far, moving out in 2 months
from the doorway:
http://img293.imageshack.us/my.php?image=doorway4ph.jpg
closet:
http://img293.imageshack.us/my.php?image=closet3vs.jpg
the right side of my room
http://img293.imageshack.us/img293/3972/rightside5rw.jpg
front end/study/computer desk
http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/6620/front0dp.jpg
ROFL :crackup:Originally posted by tactic
what'd you do, throw a smoke grenade?
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.