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Don Juan
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This is for the people who think they’re losers, or will never get through their tough times. There might be some quiet 7th or 8th graders out there, so this is towards them.
Also, I thought that ‘gotnone’ could use this, determining from his previous post that he needed help on “how to be ‘cool’ ”.
This isn't really a post on how to be your school's most popular dude, but a post on how to be respected.
Well, I have to contribute something, to the newbies, and also for me to reflect on, so here goes.
My whole ‘active’ life began in grades six, seven,and eight. Let me explain. In grade 6, I was a pretty bright kid. I knew that the school only went up until grade 6, and that since this was my last year I would have to do good, with my marks. Turns out I was a smart kid after all. I had straight ‘A’s and at the grade 6 graduation, I received an award for academic achievement and had my name engraved on the plaque. Man I had it all. Except I was a lonely kid.
Grade 7 arrives, and I go to my new school. Man, I’m scared! I just went from an elementary school to a junior high school. Whoa! I go to my new class. I get my first report card, and bam…it sucked! 50s 60s. I mean I had straight ‘A’s before. So anyways, I made friends with this one guy, who was kind of like the guy I always hung out with. I found out later who the geeks were, and the popular kids. Funny thing is, this good friend of mine, new the ‘popular people in the school’ (about a group of 6) and was good friends with each and every one of them.
Anyways I’m too nervous to go and make friends with them, so I ask him to indirectly get info on what they think about me. Like I would have told him ‘Ask them if the like the new guy (meaning me)’ By the last 2/3 months of the school year I started hanging out with these guys.
Turns out these fools were little trouble makers, who only egged houses and…well, caused trouble. Now I had, and still have a very good conscience, and the slightest little insignificant thing will make it hard to sleep for me. So I left these suckers to run from the cops on their own.
Well grade 8 comes, and I’m still a bit popular from hanging out with the ‘cool kids’ from the previous year. The year flies by and over the course of it, people called me chubby, weak, and I became less confident in myself and less of a human being. The graduation comes for grade 8. My parents come with the video camera etc… I go up on stage, not listening to the audience (nervous), received my certificate and left. When I went home I watched the video of the ceremony.
A total of…two people clapped. My parents.
Anyways, Phew! The summer is here and I ask my dad on what was wrong with me. He told me that I probably treated people badly, I say “No, no they teased me.” He kept saying that I probably treated people badly somehow, or the 'incident' wouldn't have happened.
He started giving me advice and doing something that most other dad’s wouldn’t…
training me how to fight
My dad, in his twenties was one of those cool, muscular, bell-bottom wearing people. He was also a street-fighter, and Hungary’s second best body-building champion. Am I proud or what?! (Sorry for bragging
)
Please note what I put in bold:
He started telling me that I had to be an independent guy, and that I shouldn’t try fitting in with other groups. He also trained me to fight, and made me work out. I became more confident, naturally. He also taught me in math. Since he is pretty good, he taught me about polynomials etc...
Yes, he MADE me work out! So grade 9 comes, in September. I still have that loser reputation from last year, and the first 1 & 2 months suck. People from my school from the previous year, had probably spread the message, so I only had about 1 friend at the beginning of the year. I went on my own in the halls. Was a quiet guy. But… people started talking to me because I was nice and not an arrogant little bastard. I was more muscular this year, and more confident.
You see, I was nice, so people liked me, I was independent, not desperate, and tough, no one fvcked with me. I started having a couple friends, and now… I can say I am different than last year!
Now I am still improving. I haven’t worked out for a while now. I still need to change my attitude of getting popular, to just having a good time.
My message is that you should be a nice guy, you should have respect for yourself, but not too much, or people will think you are an arrogant bastard.
Improve yourself. Think of it like a project. You want to get an ‘A’ right? Do your best to get it. Don’t just do one push up, wake up the next day, and fight Mike Tyson. (I’m not saying you should fight) Do something that will improve yourself, your looks, your style, your attitude. I still have a long way to go, but as I progress I while post all my research, just to add to the heap of knowledge on this site.
Don’t worry if you’re a loser. Part of your problem is that you might be trying to become popular, and aren’t out to have a good old time. Just be yourself, and be independent. Be yourself, but be the new yourself, not the old, non-respected yourself. If you have a beer belly, do crunches. Have no friends? Go to a shopping mall, go to the bathroom, kick yourself in the nuts. Now get out and talk to old women, old men, children (Don’t scare them!), and people of all ages. Next day, those people will have forgotten you already, and you’ll have remembered something valuable, how to talk. Keep doing it a couple times. Now at school you’ll easily be able to talk to people.
(I haven’t tried this tip, but next time I go to a mall I’ll use it)
The feeling of confidence:
I did math at home to become better at math, the next year. I worked out to lose fat and become stronger. I trained how to fight to be able to defend myself. I did this everyday and now when I hear guys at my school talking about fighting 'tactics' I just get a big grin on my face because to me this is all beginner stuff. When kids at my school can't solve 4 + 6 I also get I big grin, thinking in my mind that man, this is easy, I'm into polynomials and these guys are still back in grade 2. Confidence, is like the feeling when someone talks about something you know...lets say gardening, and you know everything about it. You just feel proud and get a big grin on our face. Thats confidence. Confidence came quickly for me, but not in one day. I just worked out for a week, went to school and in my mind subconsciently thought man, I'm stronger, I work out. Then I think, here are my friends not doing anything to improve their selves, but playing video games, and me, I'm going to become a better Mastermind. It's a great feeling for those of you who never had it before. That's a little paragraph, on how it feels like and how I got it.
Remember you have 1 life. No second chances. Use it wisely.
P.S. This process took time though.
P.S.S I also had a group of guys that didn't like me at the start, probably because one guy told them about me, and now the whole group didn't like me. Now there's no problem.
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Personality is the key to women and their puzzies!
Remember: we are not bodies with souls we are souls with bodies
Am I right or am I right.
"Guns don't kill people, people kill people" - DMX
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
Also, I thought that ‘gotnone’ could use this, determining from his previous post that he needed help on “how to be ‘cool’ ”.
This isn't really a post on how to be your school's most popular dude, but a post on how to be respected.
Well, I have to contribute something, to the newbies, and also for me to reflect on, so here goes.
My whole ‘active’ life began in grades six, seven,and eight. Let me explain. In grade 6, I was a pretty bright kid. I knew that the school only went up until grade 6, and that since this was my last year I would have to do good, with my marks. Turns out I was a smart kid after all. I had straight ‘A’s and at the grade 6 graduation, I received an award for academic achievement and had my name engraved on the plaque. Man I had it all. Except I was a lonely kid.
Grade 7 arrives, and I go to my new school. Man, I’m scared! I just went from an elementary school to a junior high school. Whoa! I go to my new class. I get my first report card, and bam…it sucked! 50s 60s. I mean I had straight ‘A’s before. So anyways, I made friends with this one guy, who was kind of like the guy I always hung out with. I found out later who the geeks were, and the popular kids. Funny thing is, this good friend of mine, new the ‘popular people in the school’ (about a group of 6) and was good friends with each and every one of them.
Anyways I’m too nervous to go and make friends with them, so I ask him to indirectly get info on what they think about me. Like I would have told him ‘Ask them if the like the new guy (meaning me)’ By the last 2/3 months of the school year I started hanging out with these guys.
Turns out these fools were little trouble makers, who only egged houses and…well, caused trouble. Now I had, and still have a very good conscience, and the slightest little insignificant thing will make it hard to sleep for me. So I left these suckers to run from the cops on their own.
Well grade 8 comes, and I’m still a bit popular from hanging out with the ‘cool kids’ from the previous year. The year flies by and over the course of it, people called me chubby, weak, and I became less confident in myself and less of a human being. The graduation comes for grade 8. My parents come with the video camera etc… I go up on stage, not listening to the audience (nervous), received my certificate and left. When I went home I watched the video of the ceremony.
A total of…two people clapped. My parents.
Anyways, Phew! The summer is here and I ask my dad on what was wrong with me. He told me that I probably treated people badly, I say “No, no they teased me.” He kept saying that I probably treated people badly somehow, or the 'incident' wouldn't have happened.
He started giving me advice and doing something that most other dad’s wouldn’t…
training me how to fight
My dad, in his twenties was one of those cool, muscular, bell-bottom wearing people. He was also a street-fighter, and Hungary’s second best body-building champion. Am I proud or what?! (Sorry for bragging
Please note what I put in bold:
He started telling me that I had to be an independent guy, and that I shouldn’t try fitting in with other groups. He also trained me to fight, and made me work out. I became more confident, naturally. He also taught me in math. Since he is pretty good, he taught me about polynomials etc...
Yes, he MADE me work out! So grade 9 comes, in September. I still have that loser reputation from last year, and the first 1 & 2 months suck. People from my school from the previous year, had probably spread the message, so I only had about 1 friend at the beginning of the year. I went on my own in the halls. Was a quiet guy. But… people started talking to me because I was nice and not an arrogant little bastard. I was more muscular this year, and more confident.
You see, I was nice, so people liked me, I was independent, not desperate, and tough, no one fvcked with me. I started having a couple friends, and now… I can say I am different than last year!
Now I am still improving. I haven’t worked out for a while now. I still need to change my attitude of getting popular, to just having a good time.
My message is that you should be a nice guy, you should have respect for yourself, but not too much, or people will think you are an arrogant bastard.
Improve yourself. Think of it like a project. You want to get an ‘A’ right? Do your best to get it. Don’t just do one push up, wake up the next day, and fight Mike Tyson. (I’m not saying you should fight) Do something that will improve yourself, your looks, your style, your attitude. I still have a long way to go, but as I progress I while post all my research, just to add to the heap of knowledge on this site.
Don’t worry if you’re a loser. Part of your problem is that you might be trying to become popular, and aren’t out to have a good old time. Just be yourself, and be independent. Be yourself, but be the new yourself, not the old, non-respected yourself. If you have a beer belly, do crunches. Have no friends? Go to a shopping mall, go to the bathroom, kick yourself in the nuts. Now get out and talk to old women, old men, children (Don’t scare them!), and people of all ages. Next day, those people will have forgotten you already, and you’ll have remembered something valuable, how to talk. Keep doing it a couple times. Now at school you’ll easily be able to talk to people.
(I haven’t tried this tip, but next time I go to a mall I’ll use it)
The feeling of confidence:
I did math at home to become better at math, the next year. I worked out to lose fat and become stronger. I trained how to fight to be able to defend myself. I did this everyday and now when I hear guys at my school talking about fighting 'tactics' I just get a big grin on my face because to me this is all beginner stuff. When kids at my school can't solve 4 + 6 I also get I big grin, thinking in my mind that man, this is easy, I'm into polynomials and these guys are still back in grade 2. Confidence, is like the feeling when someone talks about something you know...lets say gardening, and you know everything about it. You just feel proud and get a big grin on our face. Thats confidence. Confidence came quickly for me, but not in one day. I just worked out for a week, went to school and in my mind subconsciently thought man, I'm stronger, I work out. Then I think, here are my friends not doing anything to improve their selves, but playing video games, and me, I'm going to become a better Mastermind. It's a great feeling for those of you who never had it before. That's a little paragraph, on how it feels like and how I got it.
Remember you have 1 life. No second chances. Use it wisely.
P.S. This process took time though.
P.S.S I also had a group of guys that didn't like me at the start, probably because one guy told them about me, and now the whole group didn't like me. Now there's no problem.
------------------
Personality is the key to women and their puzzies!
Remember: we are not bodies with souls we are souls with bodies
Am I right or am I right.
"Guns don't kill people, people kill people" - DMX
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
[This message has been edited by Mastermind (edited 03-30-2002).]
