Kyoshiro Ogari

What makes you confident? Where does it come from? Looks? Compliments? Personality? All of the above? Around what time in your life did this confidence take it's form? Thanks. I ask because I am trying to understand how some guys can approach women like it's nothing while other guys, like myself, get the shakes and the shutters when standing within a 5 mile radius of a lady he likes.

I am 33 and have never been approached by a woman. Not even a drunk one. Gee, I wonder why?

What if he is not good looking. What are his chances. Honestly.

HA! It's great for you to know that I am the uglier of the two. By a mile. Heck, by a planet. You are a handsome dude.

lol, I will do my best. You'll get the limited endition Platinum version. Thank you, Dako. Oh, and congradulations on having a purple username.

I have a hard time believe this too because if it were so, threads like these wouldn't be thought of and so many guys would have confidence in their other qualities instead of the outer shell. Same for the gals, too.

lol, I just saw this post. Thanks Awdwee! I'll get right on it.

Thank you again, great advice! I'll give it a shot.

Thank you HW. I have 2 seasons of an adult themed animated sci fi cartoon, complete with a trilogy movie series & action figure designs, but I don't know where or how to pitch it. And the characters are copywritten, those with the uncommon names.

I feel so out of place and unwanted in the dating scene, sort of like those Geico cavemen. I made a thread about this, Why being shy and unattractive sucks" and I made it because, lo and behold, being shy and unattractive sucks. I've seen shy cute guys get invited into conversations, while us quiet cavemen are left to browse some site like enotalone.com and make a thread asking how can we talk to such and such. I do believe it is how you present yourself. But I'll be damned, I've changed my appearance more than the entire Decepticon army and still, no women. I have that sense of humor they rave about. I've been called sweet. But as luck would have it, I'm surrounded by hunks galore. Who wants to finish in last place with an butt face? No girl I know.

Ever since I lost my job in September of '05, I've been at a career crossroad. I was doing just fine working for a great music company before they eliminated 50% of the staff. In fact, I've had 6 jobs in my life since I was 19, and all but 1 of them were all downsized or merged. So consider it bad luck. That other job was a summer job before getting into college. And now after my father's passing last May, I have taken more responsibility quicker than imagined. My parents bought an apartment for 6 figures but not paying for it is going to be a you know what. I am helping, but I need to move into my own pad, so that if I ever do get a woman drunk, I can bring her to MY place, not my MOMMY'S place. My passion is writing, specifically science fiction and/or for animation, but I have no idea how to do it as a career. Does anyone know what I can do to turn writing stories into a career? Thanks in advance. :sad:

Let me put it this way. I have 12 different P.O. boxes for my 12 subscriptions to Glamour Magazine because the first 11 mags can't survive my penee spittle.

More than half of the girls I like are passed over or considered ugly. I don't know the situation in reverse cause the only girl who finds me attractive is my imaginary girlfriend Glenda Hopinscotch.

I don't agree with 99% of organized religion because it is TOO organized with certain rules that I think are made up on the fly. Then again I am not a rules type of guy anyway. The last two I bolded are main reasons. I thought religion was to worship the word of God and to do good on this planet. Yet, if you break a rule, some religions kick you out, something I am sure God would never do. Nice example. On the positive side, I've read about many religions and I think I have benefited from learning about the thinking of many beliefs. It fascinates me. Sorry for my rant, just how I feel about ALL religions.

We should meet up for coffee or orange flavored tang.

Meet a woman. Have a good time. Get my first kiss, stick my arms out and twirl on the hilltops like Julie Andrews. Other than that, nothing much.

If she has at least 90% of her teeth, I'm hooked.

Thank you guys for the responses. Of course I remember. I can't see myself walking up to her and talking to her. Everytime I get close, I shake, my heart beats out of my chest, my mouth gets dry and I start to shake, especially around my legs. I know this sounds silly coming from a 33 year old guy, but I think if I approached her it would freak her out, no?

Ok, say you see a girl you really like but you don't know her. You don't know her will or at all. How can you approach her and let her know you would like to get to know her better. Thanks.

Bad points: - Have not found that special one - Have yet to settle in my career - Have not conquered my migraines - Have yet to sculpt my body to my desire - Let at least 443 women go by without telling them I dig their vibe Good points - Hmmm. Um. I got a new pair of sneakers.

You'd be surprised at how many guys fall for girls when looks>personality. For example, there is this girl at my workplace. When I first met her, I of course treated her like a colleague and wasn't attracted to her. Actually the two girls in the cubicle area next to her are very cute. But as time went on, I realized this girl is a riot! A silly, goody, playful individual who I can't get enough of. Needless to say, those two "hot girls" don't exist to me. They are clouded out as the foggy fantasy centers on my joker. Too bad she's married. Ah well.

Haha her Christmas fantasy mirrors mine. We should've hooked up for at least one year.

I don't get to chat with girls online. I don't even know where to go.

This will be the first Christmas without my father. To me, from Thanksgiving to New Years Day, WAS my favorite time of the year. Now I just want to get it over with. As a kid, an only child mind you, I was spoiled by my parents for Christmas. I enjoyed our holiday shopping together. We would go to a mall and buy everyone gifts, then dad would give me $100 to go wild in Toys R Us. Back then, action figures were $4.99, so imagine the booty I came out with. Then on Christmas Day, the tree would be loaded, and I mean LOADED with gifts. Prior to Christmas Day, I would always watch Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer, the Burl Ives classic. It was a tradition for me that I kept every year no matter how old I was. This year, I decided to go back and remember the past Christmases my father gave me, so I popped in that Rudolph DVD and began to embrace the tradition. Wouldn't you know it, as soon as Burl Ives started naming the reindeer (right before the opening credits) I started balling. I got a taste of a down Christmas in 1984, when my grandmother passed away two weeks prior to Christmas. When I heard the news, I cried on my bed and they were playing A Christmas Story on TV, which to this day is another tradition for me. But I fear that I will cry just as much during that 24 hour marathon on TBS than I have all my life since the music during it will remind me of past Christmases. I am sure that I will be in much better spirits once I get a woman drunk and marry her and raise my own family. I will spoil my children to no ends on Christmas just as my parents did. But for now, my family is tiny. It's just me, mom, my grandmother (father's mother obviously) and my aunt. Up until last year, we had dinner at our house. This year, it's Chinese food and MAYBE A Christmas Story. Needless to say, I am lonely and sad as all hell.

I am totally embarrassed! I didn't even say it romantically, I actually tried to keep the humor going. I just said what I felt and I think my voice pitch rose and my face did feel really hot. But hey, at least my friend got something out of it. ](*,)