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21 January 2007
11 January 2007
Stuck being a "Friend" all the time?
I came across something rather interesting recently. Got this mail from dunno where but I thought it was amusing. N I think guys should have a look at it! I dont really wanna sound like a MCP but, its funny in a way. Read further!
Dear All of you, Guys.
Have you ever been attracted to a girl who just wants to "be friends" with you? If so, this post is probably goingto be the most important post you've ever read this month. In the next few moments, I am going to show you how you can turn a "friend" into a "girlfriend" without jeopardizing your friendship with her. A lot of guys like to fantasize about befriending a hottie and sucking up to her until she finally sees what a great guy he is and starts dating him. Ughhh. It doesn't work that way. You see, to a women, there are 2 categories of men: "potential lovers" and "just friends". Once you have fallen into the "just friends" category, it's hard to get out. You are most likely to be stuck for life. I call this the"friendship trap". So...if you meet a girl you like, please? make yourmove. Do not become the "doormat" she runs to when she is between boyfriends. Now, maybe you're "stuck" as a friend already (too bad you hadnt read this earlier eh?) so I'm going to give you a few tips on how to turn a friend into a girlfriend. First of all, DON'T tell your friend you like her! I am serious. DO NOT tell your friend you like her directly. Most guys spend days or weeks gathering the courageto tell a girl they like her, only to fail miserably! Remember the key to attraction is...it's not how much you're attracted to a woman, but how much she is attracted to YOU that matters. Women do not care about a man loves them. They only care about how much THEY like a man. I am sure you like her, but does she like you? YOU DON'T KNOW! And that's why you should NOT risk embarrassing yourself! Also, men who "gather the courage" to "suddenly tell the girl he loves her" usually do it at the "wrong" time, like when a girl least expects it. Surprises are scary and women don't know how to react. Their NATURAL reaction is to turn you down on the spot ("I have a boyfriend" or "I am not looking for someone right now", etc) just to be safe - even if they regret it later. So, instead of putting the focus on your feelings and worrying about how you can tell her you love her, I want you to focus on getting HER to tell you she likes you. Now, the biggest difference between a friendship and a relationship is that there is sexual/romantic chemistry, andthat's why I want you to start flirting with her and drive the chemistry up. It's time to ATTRACT her, not to chase her. Your goal is to get HER to fall for you and eventually ask you the "Are we together?" question. Lastly, flirting with her will allow you to see if she likes you or not. If she ignores you or doesn't respond well to the flirting, then she's not interested in you. But if she flirts back, she wants you! Thank me later on...first get out n solve ur shit!!
Dear All of you, Guys.
Have you ever been attracted to a girl who just wants to "be friends" with you? If so, this post is probably goingto be the most important post you've ever read this month. In the next few moments, I am going to show you how you can turn a "friend" into a "girlfriend" without jeopardizing your friendship with her. A lot of guys like to fantasize about befriending a hottie and sucking up to her until she finally sees what a great guy he is and starts dating him. Ughhh. It doesn't work that way. You see, to a women, there are 2 categories of men: "potential lovers" and "just friends". Once you have fallen into the "just friends" category, it's hard to get out. You are most likely to be stuck for life. I call this the"friendship trap". So...if you meet a girl you like, please? make yourmove. Do not become the "doormat" she runs to when she is between boyfriends. Now, maybe you're "stuck" as a friend already (too bad you hadnt read this earlier eh?) so I'm going to give you a few tips on how to turn a friend into a girlfriend. First of all, DON'T tell your friend you like her! I am serious. DO NOT tell your friend you like her directly. Most guys spend days or weeks gathering the courageto tell a girl they like her, only to fail miserably! Remember the key to attraction is...it's not how much you're attracted to a woman, but how much she is attracted to YOU that matters. Women do not care about a man loves them. They only care about how much THEY like a man. I am sure you like her, but does she like you? YOU DON'T KNOW! And that's why you should NOT risk embarrassing yourself! Also, men who "gather the courage" to "suddenly tell the girl he loves her" usually do it at the "wrong" time, like when a girl least expects it. Surprises are scary and women don't know how to react. Their NATURAL reaction is to turn you down on the spot ("I have a boyfriend" or "I am not looking for someone right now", etc) just to be safe - even if they regret it later. So, instead of putting the focus on your feelings and worrying about how you can tell her you love her, I want you to focus on getting HER to tell you she likes you. Now, the biggest difference between a friendship and a relationship is that there is sexual/romantic chemistry, andthat's why I want you to start flirting with her and drive the chemistry up. It's time to ATTRACT her, not to chase her. Your goal is to get HER to fall for you and eventually ask you the "Are we together?" question. Lastly, flirting with her will allow you to see if she likes you or not. If she ignores you or doesn't respond well to the flirting, then she's not interested in you. But if she flirts back, she wants you! Thank me later on...first get out n solve ur shit!!
02 January 2007
Merry Crushmas I
Christmas 2006
I returned back from a month long "vacation" from India on the 13th of November. I spent an awful lot of money in that one m
onth not realising in what deep shit I would end up when I return back. I was not totaly feckless. Except for the fact that my nagging intuition was certain that it would be a bad idea to overspend, I was armed with the knowledge that I was gonna do plenty of work when I return back n hence it would not matter. Too bad I was too overjoyed, exhilarated, and too stupid to think twice.
The day I returned, the stock of bills which my roomates had piled up on my pc table made me feel like putting needles in my eyeballs. The enormous ammounts and my landlords disapproval of allowing me 2 weeks breathing period to pay my rents, made me feel really sick. Luckily, I got a call the same day from my boss who was kind enough to remember that I was returning that day. After da usual inquiring of "how u doin n had a good flight" thing, he came straight to the point, "from when can u start back?".
"Right now". I was desperate enough to say that. I had 32 £ left!! Yeah..I came from india with that amount left in my wallet. Don't ask how much I spent in india now!
He asked me to start from the next day itself. And hence started the busiest Christmas or in fact the most happening month of my entire 22 years life. In this month, I had massive crushes on some of the hottest chicks I ever worked with and surprisingly, most of my crushes looked like materialising for the first time ever. Am serious! I said to all my friends who kinda did envy me for a while again n again n again n again da same thing, "bhagwan jab deta hai, chappar fad ke deta hai!!" :D
So, it all started on 17th of November, after working at racecourses and few more small time places for the initial few days, my boss booked me for a month to work at St. Albans. The party village. There were goin to be 25 consecutive nights of non-stop christmas partying, unshameful acts of "love-making" in public and yeah...enormous money & hard work.
The schedule came in. I had to leave my house at 1 in the afternoon and come back home at 4am the next day. 15 hours of labour, everyday, all vacation long. I really doubted if I could do that for 25 days on the trot, especially when everyone else would be partying n sleeping in their beds when its gonna be 0-5 degree celcius outside. But I had no choice so I had to do it.
I never liked clubbing and partying as such. I have actively avoided the partying lifestyle for pretty much my whole life. I don’t know what it is about it that has always simply repulsed me: maybe the sweaty, over-scented, under sexed crowd of losers. Possibly it’s the raucous disregard for common courtesy and manners; or, it could be the heavy entrance fees. It could just be the fact that I have absolutely no rhythm & can’t dance to even save my life, and prefer alternative to sing in the bathroom any day. Or as people sometimes put it, they blame it on the "stag" entries. Whatever may be the reason, I hate it. So working for a month with the same crowd who would be drinkin their living daylights in the marquee enjoyin christmas was gonna be interesting.
So started the crushes....
I returned back from a month long "vacation" from India on the 13th of November. I spent an awful lot of money in that one m
onth not realising in what deep shit I would end up when I return back. I was not totaly feckless. Except for the fact that my nagging intuition was certain that it would be a bad idea to overspend, I was armed with the knowledge that I was gonna do plenty of work when I return back n hence it would not matter. Too bad I was too overjoyed, exhilarated, and too stupid to think twice.The day I returned, the stock of bills which my roomates had piled up on my pc table made me feel like putting needles in my eyeballs. The enormous ammounts and my landlords disapproval of allowing me 2 weeks breathing period to pay my rents, made me feel really sick. Luckily, I got a call the same day from my boss who was kind enough to remember that I was returning that day. After da usual inquiring of "how u doin n had a good flight" thing, he came straight to the point, "from when can u start back?".
"Right now". I was desperate enough to say that. I had 32 £ left!! Yeah..I came from india with that amount left in my wallet. Don't ask how much I spent in india now!
He asked me to start from the next day itself. And hence started the busiest Christmas or in fact the most happening month of my entire 22 years life. In this month, I had massive crushes on some of the hottest chicks I ever worked with and surprisingly, most of my crushes looked like materialising for the first time ever. Am serious! I said to all my friends who kinda did envy me for a while again n again n again n again da same thing, "bhagwan jab deta hai, chappar fad ke deta hai!!" :D
So, it all started on 17th of November, after working at racecourses and few more small time places for the initial few days, my boss booked me for a month to work at St. Albans. The party village. There were goin to be 25 consecutive nights of non-stop christmas partying, unshameful acts of "love-making" in public and yeah...enormous money & hard work.
The schedule came in. I had to leave my house at 1 in the afternoon and come back home at 4am the next day. 15 hours of labour, everyday, all vacation long. I really doubted if I could do that for 25 days on the trot, especially when everyone else would be partying n sleeping in their beds when its gonna be 0-5 degree celcius outside. But I had no choice so I had to do it.
I never liked clubbing and partying as such. I have actively avoided the partying lifestyle for pretty much my whole life. I don’t know what it is about it that has always simply repulsed me: maybe the sweaty, over-scented, under sexed crowd of losers. Possibly it’s the raucous disregard for common courtesy and manners; or, it could be the heavy entrance fees. It could just be the fact that I have absolutely no rhythm & can’t dance to even save my life, and prefer alternative to sing in the bathroom any day. Or as people sometimes put it, they blame it on the "stag" entries. Whatever may be the reason, I hate it. So working for a month with the same crowd who would be drinkin their living daylights in the marquee enjoyin christmas was gonna be interesting.
So started the crushes....
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