MascaraSnake
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Oct 23, 2007
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My roommate's not a Don Juan by any means, but he's a very socially adept member of my circle that I'm proud to have as a confidant. He told me very something very sobering the other day when I started *****ing about girls.
“MascaraSnake, you're the real life version of The Sherminator from American Pie. You relentlessly hit on women way out of your league, and then you slink off into a corner and say '**** the world' when they see through your obviously faked confidence and the inevitable happens. You reek of bitterness and insecurity much of the time, and women can tell.”
My roommate isn't exactly a Don Juan – in fact, he tends to get crazy social anxiety around girls. Hearing this from him was something I wasn't pleased about.
He continued, to my chagrin. “You date a lot, but that's only because you're so willing to go on a date – and even a broken clock is right twice a day. You know why you don't get a lot of second dates? Because you lead with your ****. It seems like you need to get laid to prove yourself, and women hate that.”
He then said something that really got to me:
“You know those friendzoned pantywaist satellite boys you look down on? They're on a higher tier than you are.”
Honestly, he's right. While I've begun to get my crap together in life and date better women (eating better, lifting weights, gotten a better job, taking college seriously), being bad with women has always been a cosntant with me, and has only gotten moderately better since high school. I still date 5s and 6s on average...with a rare 7.
It seems like even as my life continues and I find meaning in it, my number 1 priority has always been to screw hot girls (and stamp my feet and complain when it isn't happening). Genuine swagger is a very important part of self-improvement. How does one cultivate it?
“MascaraSnake, you're the real life version of The Sherminator from American Pie. You relentlessly hit on women way out of your league, and then you slink off into a corner and say '**** the world' when they see through your obviously faked confidence and the inevitable happens. You reek of bitterness and insecurity much of the time, and women can tell.”
My roommate isn't exactly a Don Juan – in fact, he tends to get crazy social anxiety around girls. Hearing this from him was something I wasn't pleased about.
He continued, to my chagrin. “You date a lot, but that's only because you're so willing to go on a date – and even a broken clock is right twice a day. You know why you don't get a lot of second dates? Because you lead with your ****. It seems like you need to get laid to prove yourself, and women hate that.”
He then said something that really got to me:
“You know those friendzoned pantywaist satellite boys you look down on? They're on a higher tier than you are.”
Honestly, he's right. While I've begun to get my crap together in life and date better women (eating better, lifting weights, gotten a better job, taking college seriously), being bad with women has always been a cosntant with me, and has only gotten moderately better since high school. I still date 5s and 6s on average...with a rare 7.
It seems like even as my life continues and I find meaning in it, my number 1 priority has always been to screw hot girls (and stamp my feet and complain when it isn't happening). Genuine swagger is a very important part of self-improvement. How does one cultivate it?