Interesting thing, girls and dating.
Honestly, I'd take my dream girl over a nobel prize. Maybe even two.
But on the other hand, a nobel prize might be something I could win my dream girl over with, in which case I could have my cake and eat it, too. Maybe even find her that way if she's hiding somewhere on the Calabi-yau manifold that describes our universe.
Joking aside, though, my plan has just been to hunt in my physics classes (I'm an undergrad Sophomore, now).
I'm in this odd superpositioned state of not caring, yet extremely desperate, though. I've heard the best way for my personality type to find one is to not search, so I'm searching by not, even though I am?
I mean, I'll go to study sessions, try to meet as many girls as I can, etc, but at the same time I'm staying relaxed and not overly anxious about it. I think that's what the advantage of not searching is - the happily being yourself, not anxiously trying to impress anyone.
And I also have a "mating call" of putting whatever personal project of mine I'm working on on any white or chalk boards in the room. If a girl asks what I'm doing, and is genuinely interested, I know I've got a great candidate and a conversation starter
Hehe, this has led to one particularly funny incident, though, in a physics TA lab. I was quietly and gleefully humming "midnight train" as I did a for-fun project on the board for solving a spacecraft 's trajectory. As I got closer to deriving the equation I was after, my humming got louder and louder, my strokes with the marker were more and more intense and energetic. When I reached a climax in volume and felt a sudden uneasiness, I suddenly stopped, and slowly turned around to see that most of the room was staring at me. Lol, It was embarrassing, but we all just laughed and I kept going, humming a good deal more quietly.
I'm certainly eccentric, but there's an endearing kind of dorkiness known as "adorkable." I figure, if she doesn't like who I am, then I won't be happy with her anyways, so I'm just proudly myself and if she doesn't like it, then she's definitely not the one for me.
In reality, it rarely works out that way, though. Girls like to play these overly complex social games, but hey, they reap their own reward for that (and either get dumped by - or worse, stuck with - a jerk for it). Maybe I'm asking too much, but I'd like someone who's sensible enough to see how silly those games are, and
honest enough to not play them.
And hey, if you don't find "the one" before you're 30, then that just means you've become a wizard XD
(after all, if magic were real, then it'd be called science. Thus, science IS magic. So that'll mean I'll have been single until 30, studying magic, therefore, a wizard.)
lendav_rott said:
I continually find this amazing - why on Earth does something as simple as socialising have to be turned into some sort of super-science.
To meet intelligent women, one has to have brains, otherwise.. tough :D Not intelligent like you know calculus and quantum mechanics by heart, that is not intelligent. Intelligence as in you know what you want and you know how to take care of yourself and others.
Well, it is a super-science. Sociology is one of the softest sciences,
(I'm sure most of you are familiar with this by now:
Fact is, you're trying to describe things that are nigh-impossible to quantify and contain an unfathomable number of variables and connections. It's something like a chaotic system divided by a billion to the power of the cosmological constant.
That is, very chaotic. Chaotic enough that superstition exists. Like; "have fun shooting test particles around at the Planck scale and watch them zip around with quantum gravity that forms all kinds of insane shapes", chaotic.
Topher925 said:
Geez you girls are complicated. Next time any of you gals say to yourself "why is it so hard to find a nice guy?", this is why.
Just ask her out on a date and be direct about it. If she says yes, great, if she says no, move on, there's other fish in the sea.
Yes. Thank you. All my thank yous. All of them. Every one.
Why do girls continuously shoot themselves in the foot like this? Then they befriend total jerks and wonder why their relationships go as they do.
I almost think my first criterion for a girlfriend is the most restrictive: they need to be reasonable.
I can't help but wonder, though; surely men are no better. How am I being completely irrational, that I'm not aware of?
psparky said:
I've had great success in landing an attractive, intelligent woman over a year ago.
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~Smile...smile...smile. Everybody loves a good smile.
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Do I detect an awesome reference here to a certain flash-animated TV series?