Let me tell you the truth: I have not cold approached any women since last year. Let me tell you why.
Every time I cold approached a woman, it ended one of three ways: either I would get their number and never get the girl to go on a date with me, she would say "I have a boyfriend" sometime during the approach and leave, or it would just fizzle out before that. It used to be fun at first, back when I first started asking women out. But now, it is discouraging and I have given up cold approach.
I am in a college with approximately 13,000 students (the exact number was 13,798 during the Fall 2015 semester). I haven't heard anything from people I know about my cold approaching. In fact, I don't think anybody knows that I did cold approach here. How you know if you have a reputation in college as being the cold approach guy?
I don't understand why I am a Tool-Bearing Hominid. I was surprised to see that after I came back from my two month hiatus last year, I was promoted from Space Monkey to Tool-Bearing Hominid. They are other guys more worthy of that rank than I am. I am still a beginning. Still trying to satisfy my sexual urges, still trying to go on a date. Perhaps I have not revealed enough about myself on here. Perhaps I have a much bigger problem that is preventing me from getting laid. Perhaps it is in these things that I have not told on here.
I was raised by a mom and dad. They have been married since 1994. They were both born in Puerto Rico and moved to the United States. For years, I have heard them arguing about the same shit. Specifically, mom not cleaning the house. This is a problem that my dad has with my mom. He told me that he never lived in a house this dirty and if he were living on his own, he would have his place entirely cleaned up. He did in his old place when he was living alone. He has also told me multiple times that the only reason why he still lives with my mom is because of me and my younger brother. If he did not have us, he would have moved back to Puerto Rico.
The arguments used to scare me when I was little, but now I have heard the same arguments so many times that I don't give a shit no more.
I don't have a lot of friends. I don't even now what a friend is. I didn't hang out with any one outside of high school until my Junior year. Even now, I rarely hand out with anyone outside of college. I mostly spend my days at home.
So, I want to know: What is a friend? How do I improve my social skills? How do I stop hiding my feelings and be more open about them? How do I start hanging out with people outside of school and make friends in it? How do I stop thinking so much? I know that's a lot of questions. But I want answers to them because I feel like these are key problems worth addressing.
Every time I cold approached a woman, it ended one of three ways: either I would get their number and never get the girl to go on a date with me, she would say "I have a boyfriend" sometime during the approach and leave, or it would just fizzle out before that. It used to be fun at first, back when I first started asking women out. But now, it is discouraging and I have given up cold approach.
I am in a college with approximately 13,000 students (the exact number was 13,798 during the Fall 2015 semester). I haven't heard anything from people I know about my cold approaching. In fact, I don't think anybody knows that I did cold approach here. How you know if you have a reputation in college as being the cold approach guy?
I don't understand why I am a Tool-Bearing Hominid. I was surprised to see that after I came back from my two month hiatus last year, I was promoted from Space Monkey to Tool-Bearing Hominid. They are other guys more worthy of that rank than I am. I am still a beginning. Still trying to satisfy my sexual urges, still trying to go on a date. Perhaps I have not revealed enough about myself on here. Perhaps I have a much bigger problem that is preventing me from getting laid. Perhaps it is in these things that I have not told on here.
I was raised by a mom and dad. They have been married since 1994. They were both born in Puerto Rico and moved to the United States. For years, I have heard them arguing about the same shit. Specifically, mom not cleaning the house. This is a problem that my dad has with my mom. He told me that he never lived in a house this dirty and if he were living on his own, he would have his place entirely cleaned up. He did in his old place when he was living alone. He has also told me multiple times that the only reason why he still lives with my mom is because of me and my younger brother. If he did not have us, he would have moved back to Puerto Rico.
The arguments used to scare me when I was little, but now I have heard the same arguments so many times that I don't give a shit no more.
I don't have a lot of friends. I don't even now what a friend is. I didn't hang out with any one outside of high school until my Junior year. Even now, I rarely hand out with anyone outside of college. I mostly spend my days at home.
So, I want to know: What is a friend? How do I improve my social skills? How do I stop hiding my feelings and be more open about them? How do I start hanging out with people outside of school and make friends in it? How do I stop thinking so much? I know that's a lot of questions. But I want answers to them because I feel like these are key problems worth addressing.
