I'm in 12 grade and this all happened in English class. So an HB3 sits in front of me and an HB10 sits to the left of her and two guys sit on my left and right sides. I was playing hangman with the HB3 and the word that I put was "Love". She asked me to give her a hint and I said, "The Notebook" and I told her the word was "Love" and then those two guys went crazy and said, "Ooooo" and then "As in the movie?!" I said, "Yes." Then all of a sudden they started saying, "Bro you gayy!!" I smiled and looked at back and forth at both of them and I calmly/slow said, "Naww..." Then I said, "This is why girls are smarter than us guys." And the HB10 turned around listening to what I was saying this time. I said, "Us guys are made to see better than we can think as opposed to girls. This is why girls know more about love and certain personality traits than we do." The two guys got all quiet just staring at me like dumbasses. Then the HB10 told one of them that they should watch the movie because it's good. The idiot was all smiling and laughing on the inside when she told him that.

Then another guy pulled out his cologne and I said, "Lemme see that man." I looked at it and I said, "Damn, this shit smell pretty good." I passed it back to him and one of those two guys started saying, "Damn, I never wear cologne, I'm all deodorant." Then I pulled out my cologne and started putting some on. The other guy started to say, "Heh, look at this guy" in a cool tone. And then he patted me on the back making fun of me saying, "Smellin' good for your lady friend (HB3) eh haha." And then I patted him back on the back saying, "Here man, put some of this cologne on so you'll have some luck too." And then he was smiling saying, "Naw man, she's all yours." Then I said, "Yeh, she's seems like a good friend."

So . . . your question is?

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What do you think about the situation? Is bringing up "Love" and a movie called "The Notebook" a bad thing when there's other guys around? I mean I always use the word "Love" in hangman with girls because it's a word that calls on their emotions as opposed to using a word like "Car".

Obviously, if you start showing a more feminine/sensitive side of you in front of other guys - you won't get accepted by them and will end up getting attacked.

I've had to learn this the hard way. In fact, I learned this the day I also talked about The Notebook, to show that side of me in class. Not a good idea. All eyes were on me and people were like What ... The .... Fuck.

Romance and other sensitive/emotional topics do not belong in certain situations and should be saved for later.

The way I do it is that I wait until I'm alone with a girl and we're in a nice comfortable location where these kind of subjects tend to come up in topic. There's a time and place for everything.

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Stop gaming girls in class.

I thought alpha males have their own reality, they talk about what they want right? After I did the "Love" word for hangman, I gave it to other guys to come up with their own words. They didn't even SEE The Notebook and they were calling me gay. I was just telling them it was an interesting movie and there's something to learn from it. The HB10 agreed with me too and she probably saw how stupid those guys were.

I see what you mean Little Panda, but why do people have to be so stupid? I mean "real" guys would understand and wouldn't attack. On top of that they were being dicks to that HB3 girl and arguing/teasing her. Poor girl was just trying to be honest and straightforward about what she was saying.

Or maybe they were just jealous that the HB3 was liking me. On the first day of the semester when she sat down, one of them tapped me on the shoulder and started laughing at her, expecting me to laugh with him.

Note: The two guys looked beta to me. They said I was gay in a childish manner and were moving all about the place. I felt like talking shit back but I thought about how it would make me look--as if I got hurt.

you're over analyzing

Van is right on this one. I've been ghostwriting for the seduction community for years and only this year January 1st am I even allowed to speak. Indifference in any social situation will go further than any other emotion. Love In hangman, the notebook...these aren't themselves anything. They have no value. Its all perceived like anything else. Your questioning of these things then comes from a root emotion of insecurity and those things mixed with that emotion will not work. If you *TRULY*were comfortable with all things you are and do and indifferent to the outcome...you would be surprised how often the outcome goes the way you'd like.

Contact me with any questions you may have. I've been doing this professionally for over 13 years. The internets got a lot of BS. Some of the "gurus" have come to me for help. Ever seen vh1s the pickup artist? That's marketing and editing in action. It also created a whole bunch of awkward men running around with openers that make them sound like bad amateur comedians. Get ahold of me.

Michael Hollywood

Ghost writing=/=in-field experience.


And I've been around long enough to see through bullshit
Prove me wrong, feel free to pm.

I've got some questions if you're legit.

I tried to pm you. I actually was inviting nyesto to questions and have no desire for proving anything. However if it means business...as in you have questions for me on a consultant level...give me your email and ill prove away.

Update: Today one of the guys was teasing me about the HB3. He's like, "Spittin your game eh?" I said calmly and smoothly, "That wasn't the objective." He said, "It looked like it." I said, "I guess I got natural game then " Then he shut up. He brought up The Notebook since I talked about it yesterday. The guy on my other side said, "Alright, let's stop talking about that." So I put my hand on his shoulder in a stern manner and said, "You're right bro." with a smirk on my face. He didn't do anything after but I felt that energy from him saying, "Who the hell do you think you are?"