Essential Quick Lil Gems on Dealing with Women
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Are you saying that I'm sounding desperate just because I'm wondering why I keep getting the good/nice guy label? I'm not trying to rush into anything, I just want to mingle with some females and try to see if something can pop off because I'm tired of kick it by myself all of the time. Most of small list of friends move from where I live and I'm more focus on moving out of the state soon. But during the mean time, I would like to have a female to kick it with ever now and then, even it just as a fukk buddy status. I just don't want to keep getting put into the friendzone early with these women.
Going to give myself a challenge this week and try to make something happen everyday.
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Long Distance Relationships/online hook ups are very tricky.If the woman lives far away,then yes a conversation is good. One thing about women is they seem to have selective amneisa at times.Lets say you met a woman who lives in a different state and you CHOSE to wait 3 days to call her.3 days later she can flake out and say "I dont remember giving you my #" or just plain ignore your calls due to you having a strange area code to her.Women are funny,one day the ycan be feeling you and next day forget about you .This is why in my opinion its better for a man to give a woman their #.
it's just amazing how much difference dealing with a woman that actually likes you makes. They make it so easy for you it's not even funny, even to the point of inviting you and seeking you out. dealing with women should NOT be work. A lot of that comes from dealing with the wrong woman or difficult women. When a woman digs you, unless she's on that super shy tip, she won't be playing all these games
its a wonderful feeling just attacking your weaknesses... plus with God on your side, real friends and family, and if you find you the right woman, life finally feels complete. That's what you are working towards... that internal feeling of wholeness and peace
its a wonderful feeling just attacking your weaknesses... plus with God on your side, real friends and family, and if you find you the right woman, life finally feels complete. That's what you are working towards... that internal feeling of wholeness and peace
True. This is with regards to some chick I met recently. Her family lives in my city but for the summer she is in Calgary.
Also how do ya'll feel about when youre texting a girl and starting the conversations early on. I dont like to play games but I'm thinking that to gauge if this girls feeling me...I might go a few weeks without a word and see if she initiates. I'm not sure she would because I know how these african girls are...but I'm still curiious.
I actually did this inadvertently about two weeks ago. Maybe I'll drop stories later but its a great idea. I got about 3 numbers (should have been four) in about 5 days. And I faced some serious obstacles while doing it...hoes was throwing some breaking balls but I drove every one into the outfield. Youre gonna notice (I bet @DaygoTaco will agree) that after the first two youre on such a hot streak that you will be willing to bag any chick of any caliber in any situation. The juices flow. Even when you get rejected you will smell blood and start reaping the next opportunity. Ill tell one story similar to this below.
Out of the three numbers...one is some cool as 32 yr old, small town white chick who looks much younger. Another is a 20 year old, sexy voluptuous nigerian with a great sense of humor and another was this sexy ass chick (that has a kid though
). The last one I have recently deleted the number though. She's cool but not easy to talk to and get a hold of i guess. THe key is to realize that out of maybe 10 girls you attempt to get at, maybe 7 will fukk with you and only one or two will go anywhere. No need to get frustrated at the odds though, its a numbers game.
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I actually did this inadvertently about two weeks ago. Maybe I'll drop stories later but its a great idea. I got about 3 numbers (should have been four) in about 5 days. And I faced some serious obstacles while doing it...hoes was throwing some breaking balls but I drove every one into the outfield. Youre gonna notice (I bet @DaygoTaco will agree) that after the first two youre on such a hot streak that you will be willing to bag any chick of any caliber in any situation. The juices flow. Even when you get rejected you will smell blood and start reaping the next opportunity.
Out of the three numbers...one is some cool as 32 yr old, small town white chick who looks much younger. Another is a 20 year old, sexy voluptuous nigerian with a great sense of humor and another was this sexy ass chick (that has a kid though
THe key is to realize that out of maybe 10 girls you attempt to get at, maybe 7 will fukk with you and only one or two will go anywhere. No need to get frustrated at the odds though, its a numbers game.
Good Look breh, I'll give my report at the end of the week
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SO about two weeks ago on a Wednesday I think I was finishing work and I headed to the transit station to take the bus home. (Union station for my Toronto heads). As I was walking to the ticket station I saw this fine as blonde chick in some daisy dukes and a denim vest walk past me lookin all sassy and shyt. (Ya'll know how I love denim) I told myself, "M____, if this chick is on your bus that's all you. Otherwise you a bytch nikka 
" and went to buy my ticket.
I do that and go on thus bus, turns out I see this chick right in the front but I cant sit beside her because she's on the outside seat and she put her purse/belongings on the windowseat. I abort the mission and opt to sit beside her. Not even 10 seconds after sitting down though I said, "fukk it, lets go in." I Stand up, hover over the window seat kinda and say to her, "Excuse me, would you mind if I sit beside you." Mind you, the seats on the bus were wild empty because ppl just started boarding so I didnt even have an excuse. I just went out and said it. She looked at me for a legit 3-5 seconds no lie; and you know how that can be an eternity in such situations.
She asks, "Why do you want to sit beside me? [there are so many seats around(implication)]
Me: I find you very attractive, and I would like to get to know you
Her: *Stares blankly again for five seconds*
Me: What's up
why you staring at me?
Her: You look familiar
Me:
From where? I dont know you.
Her: ....
Me: ....
Her: D'Youville (my highschool name)
Me:
Yea I went to DYouville, you did too huh? I dont recognize you though
Her: Yea I went to that school to
Me: *After thinking* You know what do you know Dyllan and Jullian?
Her: E____? (last name) I used to ride the school bus with them at Bosco (our elimentary school)
Me: I USED to ride their bus
Her: Okay fine, come sit beside me
NOTE: D & J were these two twin boys a year younger than me that I used to chill with in my neighbourhood. They were cool and for some reason i remember she kinda used to chill with them. The fact she said she rode their bus meant we all live in the same neighbourhood...GOLD MINE
--> Local p*ssy brehs
So we begin talking and she says shes mad telling me a story about how she missed a train to go to Ottawa and visit a friend so she has to go back home. I say I'm mad and describe how I missed out on a chance to invest in Tesla Motors (they went up 25% after hours and 60% in total to finish the week ) because a cable and internet bill. Blah blah blah....chick is mad cool...her favourite show is Seinfeld like mine...we talk about school, tv a bunch of randomness.
Heres where it gets sad.
Getting off the bus in the middle of a story I say were going to have to finish this later. She says, No I have to go. I say "well how you getting home, driving? the bus?" She says her mom is scooping her and how she thinks she sees her. So now her mom starts pulling up and I think to myself how can I get the number without her white italian perhaps racist mom seeing
. I say, "You know what I'm gonna say next right?" and she replies with a smirk saying something about how I'm gonna have to do better than that...basically teasing me. Her mom comes through and I shrug as she gets in the whip.
Brehs I did everything right and she still burned the kid. I heard her last name during the convo so even tried to follow her on Twitter after briefly investigating on some last ditch thirst shyt and she didnt accept the follow (protected account). I dont even be using twitter like that either. My only idea is that she doesnt fukk with nikkas...but then why let me sit down in the first place.
Part 2 + the lesson coming perhaps after mad men ...this is when I met the Nigerian chick minutes later
" and went to buy my ticket.I do that and go on thus bus, turns out I see this chick right in the front but I cant sit beside her because she's on the outside seat and she put her purse/belongings on the windowseat. I abort the mission and opt to sit beside her. Not even 10 seconds after sitting down though I said, "fukk it, lets go in." I Stand up, hover over the window seat kinda and say to her, "Excuse me, would you mind if I sit beside you." Mind you, the seats on the bus were wild empty because ppl just started boarding so I didnt even have an excuse. I just went out and said it. She looked at me for a legit 3-5 seconds no lie; and you know how that can be an eternity in such situations.
She asks, "Why do you want to sit beside me? [there are so many seats around(implication)]
Me: I find you very attractive, and I would like to get to know you
Her: *Stares blankly again for five seconds*
Me: What's up
why you staring at me?Her: You look familiar
Me:
From where? I dont know you.Her: ....
Me: ....
Her: D'Youville (my highschool name)
Me:
Yea I went to DYouville, you did too huh? I dont recognize you though Her: Yea I went to that school to
Me: *After thinking* You know what do you know Dyllan and Jullian?
Her: E____? (last name) I used to ride the school bus with them at Bosco (our elimentary school)
Me: I USED to ride their bus
Her: Okay fine, come sit beside me
NOTE: D & J were these two twin boys a year younger than me that I used to chill with in my neighbourhood. They were cool and for some reason i remember she kinda used to chill with them. The fact she said she rode their bus meant we all live in the same neighbourhood...GOLD MINE
--> Local p*ssy brehsSo we begin talking and she says shes mad telling me a story about how she missed a train to go to Ottawa and visit a friend so she has to go back home. I say I'm mad and describe how I missed out on a chance to invest in Tesla Motors (they went up 25% after hours and 60% in total to finish the week ) because a cable and internet bill. Blah blah blah....chick is mad cool...her favourite show is Seinfeld like mine...we talk about school, tv a bunch of randomness.
Heres where it gets sad.
Getting off the bus in the middle of a story I say were going to have to finish this later. She says, No I have to go. I say "well how you getting home, driving? the bus?" She says her mom is scooping her and how she thinks she sees her. So now her mom starts pulling up and I think to myself how can I get the number without her white italian perhaps racist mom seeing
. I say, "You know what I'm gonna say next right?" and she replies with a smirk saying something about how I'm gonna have to do better than that...basically teasing me. Her mom comes through and I shrug as she gets in the whip.Brehs I did everything right and she still burned the kid. I heard her last name during the convo so even tried to follow her on Twitter after briefly investigating on some last ditch thirst shyt and she didnt accept the follow (protected account). I dont even be using twitter like that either. My only idea is that she doesnt fukk with nikkas...but then why let me sit down in the first place.
Part 2 + the lesson coming perhaps after mad men ...this is when I met the Nigerian chick minutes later
SO about two weeks ago on a Wednesday I think I was finishing work and I headed to the transit station to take the bus home. (Union station for my Toronto heads). As I was walking to the ticket station I saw this fine as blonde chick in some daisy dukes and a denim vest walk past me lookin all sassy and shyt. (Ya'll know how I love denim) I told myself, "M____, if this chick is on your bus that's all you. Otherwise you a bytch nikka
I do that and go on thus bus, turns out I see this chick right in the front but I cant sit beside her because she's on the outside seat and she put her purse/belongings on the windowseat. I abort the mission and opt to sit beside her. Not even 10 seconds after sitting down though I said, "fukk it, lets go in." I Stand up, hover over the window seat kinda and say to her, "Excuse me, would you mind if I sit beside you." Mind you, the seats on the bus were wild empty because ppl just started boarding so I didnt even have an excuse. I just went out and said it. She looked at me for a legit 3-5 seconds no lie; and you know how that can be an eternity in such situations.
She asks, "Why do you want to sit beside me? [there are so many seats around(implication)]
Me: I find you very attractive, and I would like to get to know you
Her: *Stares blankly again for five seconds*
Me: What's up
Her: You look familiar
Me:
Her: ....
Me: ....
Her: D'Youville (my highschool name)
Me:
Her: Yea I went to that school to
Me: *After thinking* You know what do you know Dyllan and Jullian?
Her: E____? (last name) I used to ride the school bus with them at Bosco (our elimentary school)
Me: I USED to ride their bus
Her: Okay fine, come sit beside me
NOTE: D & J were these two twin boys a year younger than me that I used to chill with in my neighbourhood. They were cool and for some reason i remember she kinda used to chill with them. The fact she said she rode their bus meant we all live in the same neighbourhood...GOLD MINE
So we begin talking and she says shes mad telling me a story about how she missed a train to go to Ottawa and visit a friend so she has to go back home. I say I'm mad and describe how I missed out on a chance to invest in Tesla Motors (they went up 25% after hours and 60% in total to finish the week ) because a cable and internet bill. Blah blah blah....chick is mad cool...her favourite show is Seinfeld like mine...we talk about school, tv a bunch of randomness.
Heres where it gets sad.
Getting off the bus in the middle of a story I say were going to have to finish this later. She says, No I have to go. I say "well how you getting home, driving? the bus?" She says her mom is scooping her and how she thinks she sees her. So now her mom starts pulling up and I think to myself how can I get the number without her white italian perhaps racist mom seeing
Brehs I did everything right and she still burned the kid. I heard her last name during the convo so even tried to follow her on Twitter after briefly investigating on some last ditch thirst shyt and she didnt accept the follow (protected account). I dont even be using twitter like that either. My only idea is that she doesnt fukk with nikkas...but then why let me sit down in the first place.
Part 2 + the lesson coming perhaps after mad men ...this is when I met the Nigerian chick minutes later
try adding on facebook>?
i dont hide behind a computer, if you comprehend what i wrote that was years ago.
yup
a woman that actualyl likes you , will be wanting to see you, actually happy to see you, actually happy when she answers the phone and hears your voice etc.
dont got facebook anymore breh...remaking an account would be wayyy too overboard. I tried following on twitter but her account is protected. I pressed follow...and it didnt say pending after i checked later so i guess she denied permission
. I was baffled lol. The lesson there was you can do everything right and sometimes these hoes will still deny you for whatever reason. Just the way it goes.After that though. I was going to the washroom in the go station in brampton. As i came out I see this decent looking black chick walk past me to go to the girlsroom. I was considering bagging her, but then I saw her friend who was outside with some luggage. Chopped it up real quick and got the number after her friends came and scooped her to go home.
The blood was boiling after the first rejection @Atlrocafella. When I saw the 2nd opportunity I said eff it and went to work without even a second thought. Thats how it happens.
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