In reference to my title, the experiment results will be communicated in the near future.
My first two years of college have been quite an experiment (unrelated to the title). I have done many things I have not done before. There is one thing that sticks out above almost all the others. Around February of this year I bought a Nerf Gun.
Let me say, they are quite amazing. A couple of my best friends and I spend time sneaking around and surprising our other friends. One of my favorite activities for a slow night involves me staking out a position and waiting for a drunk person to come along. Upon their entering my sight, I shoot a plastic/foam dart at them (an activity I have dubbed 'Drunk Sniping').
It baffles me that I never had one of these as a child (my brother and I had toy guns, just not of the projectile type) as they are so much fun. My aforementioned friends also have Nerf swords and we have spent hours running around and fighting with them, which has proved to satisfy the cardio portion of our workout regimen.
Though I may not have owned one, my Nerf gun brings back many childhood memories, of all the fun I used to have playing around and doing whatever. It makes me long for the simpler times, before I became a full-time student hoping to earn a degree in Mathematics. I may be preparing for my future, but I still want to have the simple fun I had when I was a kid.
Most people my age are preparing for work, already working, or becoming druggies. One thing I'm sure most of us look for are relics of a simple past, filled with simple fun, gone by.
But the simple fun doesn't have to stop. Like the Nerf guns, there are some things that seem to happen to me to continue the activities I consider 'from my childhood'. My ADD and cabin fever-stricken friend pops in at least once a month demanding we all join him on a quest. The where, how, and why are never asked, nor cared about. We just go wherever. Like the Nerf sword fights, I have participated in toy lightsaber duels with friends.
The simple fun isn't ending. You just need to know where to look for it. If you need a place to start, I recommend buying a Nerf gun. They do wonders for your inner child.
Disclaimer: These are my thoughts, you don't have to listen to them.
Life changing? Probably not.
Interesting? Perhaps.
Do with them what you will. They are my thoughts.
Just thoughts.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
How to Make People Like and Remember You
First off, let me say that this is not a guarantee. This is just what works for me. Also, please only use this if you are genuinely trying to get to know someone. Don't be that jerk that really doesn't give a rip.
One day last fall, I went to visit my ex (we've been broken up for over two years, yet we remain friends to this day). We caught up with each other, hung out, and watched a couple movies. In the middle of the second movie, her roommate walked in. After the movie was done, the three of us sat and talked idly for a little bit. Then I pulled out the big guns.
I started asking about her life. Not just the general "what's your name, what's your major, where are you from, bla bla bla endless droning". The questions were more substantial. We spent hours talking about her life, her dreams, her passions. It may sound cheesey, but you know what? I made a friend, and a good impression.
A few weeks later, both my ex and I were back in our hometown to watch some of our younger friends in a high school play. A couple of my ex's high school friends and her roommate were there. This was the first time her roommate had met any of her old friends besides me, and I must say what ensued was pretty painful to listen to.
The two friends' conversation with my ex's roommate consisted of something like this: "Me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me endless droning about me". Even the boring and bland major/hometown/general-things-you-don't-remember would have been better.
The comment from my ex a day later was "You were the only one of my friends my roommate liked."
Why was this? Could it be that I'm just that charming? Maybe I just have one of those faces. No. I took the time to get to know her. I listened to everything she had to say. The only things I said were questions and any answers to questions she asked. We still talk and hang out every now and then.
If you want to be remembered and liked by a person, try not talking about you. Rather, do your best to talk about the person you are trying to get to know. If you run out of things to say, try talking to them about something you both have in common. I'm no statistician, but I'm pretty sure nine out of ten times the person will remember you and like you.
Disclaimer: these are my thoughts, you don't have to listen to them.
Life changing? Probably not.
Interesting? Perhaps
Do with them what you will. They are my thoughts.
Just thoughts.
One day last fall, I went to visit my ex (we've been broken up for over two years, yet we remain friends to this day). We caught up with each other, hung out, and watched a couple movies. In the middle of the second movie, her roommate walked in. After the movie was done, the three of us sat and talked idly for a little bit. Then I pulled out the big guns.
I started asking about her life. Not just the general "what's your name, what's your major, where are you from, bla bla bla endless droning". The questions were more substantial. We spent hours talking about her life, her dreams, her passions. It may sound cheesey, but you know what? I made a friend, and a good impression.
A few weeks later, both my ex and I were back in our hometown to watch some of our younger friends in a high school play. A couple of my ex's high school friends and her roommate were there. This was the first time her roommate had met any of her old friends besides me, and I must say what ensued was pretty painful to listen to.
The two friends' conversation with my ex's roommate consisted of something like this: "Me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me endless droning about me". Even the boring and bland major/hometown/general-things-you-don't-remember would have been better.
The comment from my ex a day later was "You were the only one of my friends my roommate liked."
Why was this? Could it be that I'm just that charming? Maybe I just have one of those faces. No. I took the time to get to know her. I listened to everything she had to say. The only things I said were questions and any answers to questions she asked. We still talk and hang out every now and then.
If you want to be remembered and liked by a person, try not talking about you. Rather, do your best to talk about the person you are trying to get to know. If you run out of things to say, try talking to them about something you both have in common. I'm no statistician, but I'm pretty sure nine out of ten times the person will remember you and like you.
Disclaimer: these are my thoughts, you don't have to listen to them.
Life changing? Probably not.
Interesting? Perhaps
Do with them what you will. They are my thoughts.
Just thoughts.
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