Basically, that's what I see myself as. That's what I want for myself. That's what I deserve.

17, 5'9, 150-160 ish, not far off from a fitness model physique. around a year and a half of bodybuilding workout experience, my diet kind of sucks, but my looks give me enough of an edge to get people to open me around 50% of the time.

so my body is great, my face is great. my style is...not so great. I'll work on that. need to get a job to get some money and I'll be set. my taste is good, I just don't have the funds right now. My status is... average. I don't really stand out much other than being the jacked kid. I don't do really well in group settings. I have trouble capturing everyone's attention at once and my conversation doesn't flow as well as it should. I'm smart, but lazy. My marks are DLV when they shouldn't be. I'll work on that. Jobless is DLV, I'll work on that. Inner game wise, my posture could use some work I think, but it's gotten better recently. I walk with a swagger, and with my head up. I don't look confident, I am confident. At the same time though, I'm disappointed. I could be doing a LOT better for myself in a lot of aspects of my life. I can make people laugh easily, I just have trouble opening conversation properly.

background: I have never had a real girlfriend. Ever. I've had girls like me, and I've liked girls, but I've never been in a legit relationship. reason: one-itis. for two years. from grade 9 to 11, I was only after one girl. and we would be on-and-off. we never went far. she was a year older, as most of the girls that interest me are. I was a white knight though, spouting typical AFC shit to her and it ended up costing me. Thought I was in love. I wasn't. farthest I got with her was making out really,we didn't do much else.

she was holding my confidence back anyway, and I still think about her a lot, but, I know I could do better. I hooked up with the head cheerleader from a neighboring school around 6 months back. I used to think it was purely a looks thing, but looking back on it, I did quite a few things right. I would always lean back, she would have to talk to me, I DHV'd at the right times, made her qualify at the right times, performed freeze-outs at the right times, and overall my game was on point. The thing is, I never really knew what I was doing. I just got lucky. Fool's mate maybe? She had a college boyfriend, was a year older, and we were going to have a threesome with her other cheerleader friend. they were both hot. it didn't happen though, as I hooked up with just the one girl and nothing else really went down. granted, we were spending the day on a religious retreat, so I still see it as somewhat of an accomplishment. That's really my only memorable moment I must say. i've had other girls like me, but turned them down because of my one-itis.

i'm here not to overcome some shitty one-itis, or to save myself from a life of loneliness. I'm here to learn how to become what I want to become. I want to be the best. At..well, life.

I'm 17, in grade 11, go to school in Ontario, look good, am funny, laid back, pretty popular, but I lack certain knowledge and experience.

I'm here to master certain life skills, and get good enough to fuck Ke$ha and marry Lights.

what's up?