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To be someone you aren't for someone you love? Ever since a girl I have been becoming friends with got taken by another guy I've found myself thinking at the strangest of times "What would she like?". It's actually an amazingly strong driving force. For example, today I went into school and when walkign in I was pretty bummed. Still feeling pretty down about losing her when I thought. I may have lost this time, it doesn't mean I have to like it. So I took a good look at myself and said right, the first thing was that she wouldn't be interested in someone who wasn't actually willing to talk to everyone around him instead of sitting feeling sorry for himself. So I sort of perked up a bit and begin to talk to people for quite a while more than usual in class.
I don't know how I managed it but I also thought, she'd like someone whos intelligent. Not someone who just got C's in all 5 of his Higher Prelims (Mock A-Level exams in England). So I not only managed to chat a bit more but I put A LOT of effort into my work. I was the only one in class to get my computing sheet done in the one period (at least I think I was as I didn't see anyone else hand it in and I know my mates didn't). Anyway normally I'd be with the majority and stretch it over two periods but in everyone I was sitting up straight and working hard just to try and better myself.
On the walk down to lunch though I realised something vital. Although having a good personality and being intelligent is needed to keep the relationship going. The guy she went for was A LOT better looking than me especially on the weight front. He was about 6 foot tall and muscley and I'm 5 foot 11 inches and a bit heavier than average. Ok I'm not fat but still we are living in a world were people want their fantasies turned into realities and they don't care if they have to wait for their big strong knight in shining armour to come along. So I went down to Tescos as per usual for lunch but instead of getting my usual lot I got fizzy water, chewing gum and two croissants. Woo! watch out for the big spender! Anyway yeh, I know it's not going to make any difference anytime soon but any progress is godo progress in my books even if it's just a little.
After that though I had noone to talk to. I couldn't talk to any of my old mates that I used to hang out with because they are still pi$$ed with me so once again I decided not feel sorry for myself but to go up to the library and once again try and further my education. Make myself better so that she would notice me more in comparison to other guys. Anyway I sat in that library and did all my homework and handed it on on the same day I got it handed out. I have NEVER done that before and never thought I would. But yeh it felt good to be doing something that actually meant I was putting effort into my education and bettering myself.
Finally I came home and sat down tired but feeling good. I have just been sitting here watching T.V. instead of going over course notes but still I feel good today and I have been talking to her for a while now through texts and msn. Just casually but I'm feeling good that I am putting in the effort to make myself more acceptable to her. I wonder, how far would you go to please someone else? I can imagine people going to exceeding lengths but then again I can imagine people not doing anything at all and expecting to be accepted for who they are.
I don't know how I managed it but I also thought, she'd like someone whos intelligent. Not someone who just got C's in all 5 of his Higher Prelims (Mock A-Level exams in England). So I not only managed to chat a bit more but I put A LOT of effort into my work. I was the only one in class to get my computing sheet done in the one period (at least I think I was as I didn't see anyone else hand it in and I know my mates didn't). Anyway normally I'd be with the majority and stretch it over two periods but in everyone I was sitting up straight and working hard just to try and better myself.
On the walk down to lunch though I realised something vital. Although having a good personality and being intelligent is needed to keep the relationship going. The guy she went for was A LOT better looking than me especially on the weight front. He was about 6 foot tall and muscley and I'm 5 foot 11 inches and a bit heavier than average. Ok I'm not fat but still we are living in a world were people want their fantasies turned into realities and they don't care if they have to wait for their big strong knight in shining armour to come along. So I went down to Tescos as per usual for lunch but instead of getting my usual lot I got fizzy water, chewing gum and two croissants. Woo! watch out for the big spender! Anyway yeh, I know it's not going to make any difference anytime soon but any progress is godo progress in my books even if it's just a little.
After that though I had noone to talk to. I couldn't talk to any of my old mates that I used to hang out with because they are still pi$$ed with me so once again I decided not feel sorry for myself but to go up to the library and once again try and further my education. Make myself better so that she would notice me more in comparison to other guys. Anyway I sat in that library and did all my homework and handed it on on the same day I got it handed out. I have NEVER done that before and never thought I would. But yeh it felt good to be doing something that actually meant I was putting effort into my education and bettering myself.
Finally I came home and sat down tired but feeling good. I have just been sitting here watching T.V. instead of going over course notes but still I feel good today and I have been talking to her for a while now through texts and msn. Just casually but I'm feeling good that I am putting in the effort to make myself more acceptable to her. I wonder, how far would you go to please someone else? I can imagine people going to exceeding lengths but then again I can imagine people not doing anything at all and expecting to be accepted for who they are.
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Belldandy wrote:
> Hate to tell you this Cubist but croissants are not all that
> healthy...
I know, they're all butter and stuff but compared to what I normally eat believe me it's a difference.
> And all this for a girl? Jeez...
I'm a very insecure guy.
> Hate to tell you this Cubist but croissants are not all that
> healthy...
I know, they're all butter and stuff but compared to what I normally eat believe me it's a difference.
> And all this for a girl? Jeez...
I'm a very insecure guy.
Albino-Man wrote:
> I have gone as far as to promise to be a father
> figure to a girl's baby; myself not being the father.
That's different though i.e. worthwhile. Fact is Cubist could turn himself into the fittest person in his school, only for this girl to go to college/uni and barely see her again, or she could take a shine to some comlpetely different kind of person.
> I have gone as far as to promise to be a father
> figure to a girl's baby; myself not being the father.
That's different though i.e. worthwhile. Fact is Cubist could turn himself into the fittest person in his school, only for this girl to go to college/uni and barely see her again, or she could take a shine to some comlpetely different kind of person.
Belldandy wrote:
> Hate to tell you this Cubist but croissants are not all that
> healthy...
*
Yeah, I too failed to see the logic behind eating croissants in order to lose weight.
On topic though, I have gone as far as to promise to be a father figure to a girl's baby; myself not being the father.
> Hate to tell you this Cubist but croissants are not all that
> healthy...
*
Yeah, I too failed to see the logic behind eating croissants in order to lose weight.
On topic though, I have gone as far as to promise to be a father figure to a girl's baby; myself not being the father.
Hate to tell you this Cubist but croissants are not all that healthy...
And all this for a girl? Jeez...
And all this for a girl? Jeez...
ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> Self improvement is a great idea, self improvement to make a girl like
> you is complete balloney. Venombyte - you said you got more
> attention as you got in shape - I'm willing to bet that is not from
> girls that knew you beforehand.
And if you made that bet, you would be 100% correct. Your first sentence there hits the nail on the head.
That said, I wouldn't want to discourage someone for that reason. Hell, if I'm honest that's the reason I started going to the gym. I wanted to impress a girl I was really crazy about. Of course it didn't work, but it the long term it did me a lot of good. I know now that trying to impress someone like that is a wasted effort, yet I don't feel I wasted effort.
What I'm really trying to get across, is that self improvement, regardless of how stupid or unrealitic the reason, is a good thing. And sometime you need a goal like that to get started in the first place. If you need to delude yourself, it's worth doing.
You won't ever look back on it and regret it.
> Self improvement is a great idea, self improvement to make a girl like
> you is complete balloney. Venombyte - you said you got more
> attention as you got in shape - I'm willing to bet that is not from
> girls that knew you beforehand.
And if you made that bet, you would be 100% correct. Your first sentence there hits the nail on the head.
That said, I wouldn't want to discourage someone for that reason. Hell, if I'm honest that's the reason I started going to the gym. I wanted to impress a girl I was really crazy about. Of course it didn't work, but it the long term it did me a lot of good. I know now that trying to impress someone like that is a wasted effort, yet I don't feel I wasted effort.
What I'm really trying to get across, is that self improvement, regardless of how stupid or unrealitic the reason, is a good thing. And sometime you need a goal like that to get started in the first place. If you need to delude yourself, it's worth doing.
You won't ever look back on it and regret it.
Obviously not. But me and average don't mix well.
But what about your average 50 yr old?
Mystique wrote:
> Ding dong. Mile high club, membership for two?
>
> I so would.
Anytime...
Oh and Duck... Renne Russo! I would, and she's pushing 50.
> Ding dong. Mile high club, membership for two?
>
> I so would.
Anytime...
Oh and Duck... Renne Russo! I would, and she's pushing 50.
ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> Buying equipment yourself is a complete rip off - for a years gym
> membership all you'd get is probably a bog standard cheap bench with
> very few features.
I guess it depends on the gym, and how much they charge per visit too.
At least with your own stuff you don't have to wait for people to finish on machines you want...
> Buying equipment yourself is a complete rip off - for a years gym
> membership all you'd get is probably a bog standard cheap bench with
> very few features.
I guess it depends on the gym, and how much they charge per visit too.
At least with your own stuff you don't have to wait for people to finish on machines you want...
ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> Yes, but it evens out, cos that means there's plenty of free MILF's
> out there!
>
> perhaps I should get a job selling double glazing to middle aged
> housewives during the day .....
>
> actually that sounds like the plot for a porn film
Yes, you've definitely been watching too much porn.
Must.. find.. real..women
I'm sceptical about MILFs, women don't age as well as men, it makes the balance harder.
Unless I just don't know where to look.
Maybe I should become a swedish plumber...
> Yes, but it evens out, cos that means there's plenty of free MILF's
> out there!
>
> perhaps I should get a job selling double glazing to middle aged
> housewives during the day .....
>
> actually that sounds like the plot for a porn film
Yes, you've definitely been watching too much porn.
Must.. find.. real..women
I'm sceptical about MILFs, women don't age as well as men, it makes the balance harder.
Unless I just don't know where to look.
Maybe I should become a swedish plumber...
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