I joined the marines when I was 17, and was still very shy around women. A friend in my Battery gave me this advice. Ask 100 women to dance with you, out of that 10 will dance, out of that, 1 will sleep with you. He was right, but for the wrong reasons. Talking to women, and getting comfortable with doing so increases your self confidence, and women really dig that
Originally posted by wormwoodI agree, and also with what duecer said. Talk to girls, be natural. Don't hit on them blatantly. A couple of compliments is normally enough - girls tend to over-analyse everything you say. Be mature. Don't mention sex, don't fart and do not follow them wherever they go. They find stalking creepy and it is, allegedly, illegal.
talk to girls, and at least try to look like you weren't trying. take some risks. things will start to happen. -remember that they're in just as much panic as you are, and they fear failure maybe even more than you do. teenagers are like that, it's part of the job description.
oh, and self-esteem is the key. not your looks, your physical fitness or wealt tant. confidence in yourself will radiate like nothing else. be your own man, do your stuff.
Originally posted by abejnoodFocus on your own personal success.
Any tips?
P.S. Tips for a semi-nerd, that is.
If youre a student, study hard, be serious about your studies.
When you go to work, work like youre not interested in women.
Be confident, be humourous. Act friendly but slightly aloof and disinterested.
Women love confident, humourous and successful men.
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Originally posted by Rajk999Sure, anyone who needs tips on contact is able to objectively judge whether or not oneself is exactly this and that in the right amount.
Focus on your own personal success.
If youre a student, study hard, be serious about your studies.
When you go to work, work like youre not interested in women.
Be confident, be humourous. Act friendly but slightly aloof and disinterested.
Women love confident, humourous and successful men.
All I can say is, just be really really nice, and gentleman like, and just have the courage - after making clear you really are nice - to ask someone out for a drink or a nice movie.
Originally posted by Aikosometimes works
Sure, anyone who needs tips on contact is able to objectively judge whether or not oneself is exactly this and that in the right amount.
All I can say is, just be really really nice, and gentleman like, and just have the courage - after making clear you really are nice - to ask someone out for a drink or a nice movie.
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Originally posted by Ice ColdIn the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
We have one where I work, and it's a quarter a song now a days, whipperschnapper. 😞
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when yours are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missing you again
Please, Mr., please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mr., please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear I'd be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I'd better get myself together
'Cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said "I'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, Mr., please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mr., please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
Plan A -
Step 1: Get ridiculously drunk.
Step 2: Give ridiculous compliment, something along the lines of "I think you have excellent armpit hair grooming."
At this point she will A: Laugh, B: Run away calling you a moron. In the former situation you move to step 3, in the latter, move to C: The hell with her if she can't take a joke.
Step 3: Do a stupid dance.
Step 4: Leave the pub, fall down, and laugh your ass off whilst lying in a puddle on the sidewalk and she stares incredulous at your amazing ability to laugh at yourself.
At this point she will A: Laugh, or B: Run away calling you a moron. As before - if the former, you're in there. If the latter, what the h-e-double hockey sticks - there'll be other weekends.
Step 5: Fall asleep in the taxi so she has no choice but to give the driver directions to her house.
Step 6: Wake up the next morning making the noises that one makes when suffering from a terrible hangover before rolling over and realising you have no idea where you are and think "who the hell is that?"
Step 7: Find your way home in your soiled clothing, reeking of stale alcoholic beverages and dirty socks.
Step 8: Repeat every weekend night of your life until you find someone worth knowing.
Plan B -
Step 1: Give up on love/lust/attraction: it's too much effort anyway. Resign yourself to a life devoid of human contact other than overly cutting jabs at your "friends" when they are giving you a hard time.
Step 2: Drink yourself to death while talking about how you've been beaten down by the world and it's not your fault.
Originally posted by PhlabibitNever figured you for an Olivia Newton John fan there Phlabby.
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when yours are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am jus ...[text shortened]... Mr., please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
