Textbook hilarity

Posted in Uncategorized on February 22, 2009 by shesaidno

I’m taking a probability course that is using Kenneth Ross’s “A First Course in Probability.” Reading about Independent Events from the book last night I came across this example:

If we let E denote the event that the next president is a Republican and F the event that there will be a major earthquake within the next year, then most people would probably be willing to assume that E and F are independent. However, there would probably be some controversy over whether it is reasonable to assume that E is independent of G, where G is the event that there will be a major war within two years after the election.



Avoidant Personality Disorder

Posted in Uncategorized on February 22, 2009 by shesaidno

My complete and utter lack of game may stem from the fact that I might have an “Avoidant Personality Disorder.”

Here are the symptoms:

  • Hypersensitivity to criticism or rejection
  • Self-imposed social isolation
  • Extreme shyness in social situations, though feels a strong desire for close relationships[6]
  • Avoids physical contact because it has been associated with an unpleasant or painful stimulus
  • Avoids interpersonal relationships
  • Feelings of inadequacy
  • Severe low self-esteem
  • Self loathing
  • Mistrust of others
  • Extreme shyness/timidity
  • Emotional distancing related to intimacy
  • Highly self-conscious
  • Self-critical about their problems relating to others
  • Loss of self-identity
  • Problems in occupational functioning
  • Lonely self-perception
  • Feeling inferior to others
  • Chronic substance abuse/dependence[7]
  • Investment in fixed fantasies
  • Among those, these either don’t apply to me or only partly apply:

    Self-imposed social isolation (my social isolation stems mostly from lack of opportunity rather than it being self-imposed…though I do find myself avoiding social situations sometimes.)

    Avoids physical contact because it has been associated with an unpleasant or painful stimulus (No. Just no.)

    Loss of self-identity (Either it doesn’t apply to me or I don’t understand the symptom.)

    Chronic substance abuse/dependence (Absolutely not.)

    Investment in fixed fantasies (Nah.)

    But I can say “yes” to all the other symptoms. Is it a chicken and egg situation? Do these conditions of mine stem from my lack of success with chicks or do these conditions cause that lack of success? The latter seems more probable. Maybe I’m just genetically incapable of successful game…

    I once actually tried to game this girl

    Posted in Uncategorized on February 16, 2009 by shesaidno

    My total interactions with her never lasted more than 45 seconds,  and she was quite cold and I was dejected for about a week. But I didn’t know she was a model.

    A girl from Bosnia keeps giving me Indications of Interest

    Posted in Hope on February 16, 2009 by shesaidno

    I am in a class in which the students frequently have a back and forth with the teacher and I can’t help but be very vocal. I guess I caught the attention of a certain girl in the class from Bosnia–every time she encounters me outside of the classroom she is elated and eager to stop and chat with me. Last time she flat out said “man, I really like you!” I wish I could like her too…but she’s plain. I want a chick who’s at least somewhat cute, you know?

    I have not made the effort to approach a girl since the last two entries. Maybe I should change that.

    Yet Another Approach

    Posted in Approaching on September 4, 2008 by shesaidno

    School library. A cute girl passes by and I say “hi.” She smiles and says hi back and, as she keeps walking, she mentions that she might have met me before at New Student Orientation. I don’t exactly remember, but she keeps walking and sits at a computer. It definitely looks like she won’t be staying long on the terminal so I just linger outside of the library for five minutes waiting for her to come out so I can make conversation. As she comes out I make it appear that I too am walking out and just accidentally manage to run into her and I say “so did we really meet at Orientation? Because I don’t remember” and she’s like “yea, remember? blah blah  blah .” Clearly this is opening–and the only reason I am capable of talking to her that spontaneously is because of her false recognition of me. Whatever–an opportunity is an opportunity. I ask her how she likes the school so far (she transferred in, like myself) and she says she likes it fine and is studying Communications and hopes to go into broadcasting.

    She then says she’s got class, and here I become bold and suggest that me and her grab a bite sometime at the dining area, and she agrees.

    But she says that she doesn’t want to give me her number because she is replacing her cell soon–so I give her my number and when she’s finished writing it I become bold again and say “yea…I’d really love to get know you” and that makes her smile and we part ways.

    She seemed like a nice person so I don’t really want to believe that the cell-phone thing was a ruse to get out giving me her number, but I don’t think it’s likely that she’ll randomly call me up to grab a bite.

    Still, I tried.

    Today I hit on a girl and it was terrifying

    Posted in Approaching on September 3, 2008 by shesaidno

    Just ten minutes ago I hit on a girl and it was terrifying. It was the first time I’ve done that in a while. But when the ordeal was over I felt kind of refreshed and exhilirated and proceeded to create this blog (I would have preferred a blogspot account but as always happens some douchebag registered “shesaidno” there and doesn’t even make use of it.)

    In couple of weeks I will be 23 years old. I am a virgin. I would estimate this to be the 20th time I’ve ever hit on a girl in my entire life. One time one of those come-ons worked and I landed a girlfriend for a month. I never got further than second base. And she was actually kind of pretty facially speaking but bodily chunky as well–a combination I certainly don’t mind. I never got further than second base with her though and after a month or so the relationship was over. This was a consequence of my always feeling anxious around her and my unavoidably weirding her out with my beta status.

    Since then (it’s been three years) I’ve been in the position of merely desiring to have a girlfriend but not really wanting to do anything about it–not wanting to go through the process of getting rejected and the stinging humilation that I inevitably feel when I hear that “no.” But, being somewhat familiar with online PUA websites I always hear that landing women is a numbers game–that, if you an average male, the majority will reject you but you will find success if you persist.

    Oddly enough in the 20 or so times I’ve been rejected I’ve never had a girl treat me contemtuously. Except one time–and it turned out that she was a model. (Actually all I did was try to make conversation with her and she responded coldly. )

    But never mind all that–let me talk the rejection I received TODAY.

    I am at my college’s library and I try to get on a computer terminal but they’re all taken. So I circle the computer area for a while hoping that someone will get up when this girl tries to get my attention and let’s me know that she’s getting up and I could take the computer. From the distance, she seems kind of pretty–and as she goes back to her desk it occured to me that I should ask for her for phone number.

    So I get back up and start walking around trying to find the courage to approach her. I pump myself up to go for it and start walking towards her desk but I merely pass by, such is my crippling fear. But it also occured to me that she was in the “quiet study” area, thus making me more nervous about talking to her. Also there were several people sitting near her and I didn’t want them to witness my likely rejection. All of this occurs to me in the span of a couple of seconds and I just keep walking.

    Then I hit upon the idea of using my cellular phone and merely presenting her with the text of my come-on. So I whip out my cell and type “You are gorgeous and you should give me your number.”

    I start walking towards her again and see that I’ve entered her peripheral vision and I see her staring out at me from the corner of her eye–my heart starts beating faster and I come up to her and hand her my phone.

    She reads it.

    I don’t say anything lest the people nearby hear my attempt at pickup and lest I violate the library’s “be quite” urging. She says “thank you” and seems flattered.

    I stand there knowing full-well that I have that deer-stuck-headlights look, and when I hear her say “no” (adding “but thank you!”) I feel embarrased and relieved.

    According to PUA wisdom, the number of girls you approach matters. I would not have pursued this girl if she gave me her number because, as I got a close up look of her face, it turned out that she was exceedingly plain. Still, she was decent practice! I need to hear more “no’s” so that I become accustomed to the majority of rejections I will inevitably receive in pursuit of the fraction that might say yes.