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Ay, guy from germany 
keep it up!
keep it up! 
Haha, this is really fucking with my head right now...:
Thank you so much for this Field Report! You have pulled this off in a club that I know and you seem to have a background that is pretty similar to mine.
This means for me, that from now on there is not even the glimpse of an excuse left for me to NOT PULL. On some deep level I still used to blame it on the clubs, the city, the time of the year and other external circumstances, even though intellectually I already knew it was bullshit. From now on I have rock solid proof, that it is possible. The only thing left to blame will be myself not taking the right action.
I think, this is going to help me a lot!
Thank you for expanding my reality and keep making cool things happen!
Thank you so much for this Field Report! You have pulled this off in a club that I know and you seem to have a background that is pretty similar to mine.
This means for me, that from now on there is not even the glimpse of an excuse left for me to NOT PULL. On some deep level I still used to blame it on the clubs, the city, the time of the year and other external circumstances, even though intellectually I already knew it was bullshit. From now on I have rock solid proof, that it is possible. The only thing left to blame will be myself not taking the right action.
I think, this is going to help me a lot!
Thank you for expanding my reality and keep making cool things happen!
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Excellence in work and relationships. Professional clubbing.
nice to see sb from germAny. which city are you in?
greetings from bremen!
greetings from bremen!
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And you know that imma ride with my motherfuckin niggas,
Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind till I get it
And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
Hey Guys, thanks for the comments, always nice to hear from other people in Germany reppin' RSD.
@Balder: It was actually in the Carpe Noctem.
@Skyisthelimit: Bonn, says so in my profile, too ;-)
...soooooo. In the ten days since the last report, I haven't been inactive. Been out 6 days (of which only 4 actually count I guess, 2 were just shooting the shit with some buddies). Nothing interesting to tell, though. Too little intent, too much choding around. No interactions went very far.
On Thursday, I went home to my parents because on Friday, we drove to Munich to visit my brother where we celebrated Christmas (it's celebrated on Christmas Eve in Germany). I kinda got drunk accidentally because the beverages were so enticing... some nice beer from a local brewery in Munich, 100% agave my brother got from a mexican friend of his, couple of glasses white wine, couple of glasses red whine, some glasses of a very tasty pear liquor... and I only started eating about halfway through and hadn't eaten since breakfast.
I woke of with the worst. fucking. hangover. of my life. I had to run to the bathroom several times to throw up and was basically unable to do anything. I managed to pack my stuff and get into the car though, were I slept till we arrived at our destination: Hinterglemm, Austria, for a 9 day skiing vacation. My plan was to go out every night, but this had to be reduced by one day, because all of Christmas day, I still felt like shit. In the evening, I felt extremely tired. I tried taking a little nap and some caffeine, but I still felt like I was about to collapse any moment.
I instead decided to get myself in as good a physical state as possible for the rest of the vacation, starting with a good night of sleep. For bonus restedness, I applied earplugs and a blindfold. My family planned to meet for breakfast in the hotel restaurant at 8:30 AM, but I got up at 7:00, going for a morning swim in the hotel pool and doing some meditation. I wrote the first half of this post between that and breakfast.
My plan is to get as much out of this vacation as possible. Lots of skiing, some bonus sports like swimming in the morning and lifting weights at the hotel gym. Relaxing at the spa and meditating. My reading for the stay here includes, besides some genetics and biochemistry books for university, Ayn Rand's Fountainhead and Dan Millman's Way of the Peaceful Warrior. I've started with the latter because I was really interested after I heard about it on the forum and watched the movie. I'm about a hundred pages in, and I think it's awesome up till now. It's an autobiographical novel filled with ideas which are pretty much the same as Eckhard Tolle's, but what I like about it is the way these ideas are articulated. Instead of Tolle's new-agey-sounding "faggotry", it talks about the spiritual journey as a struggle, a kind of inner battle, hence the term "warrior." For example, the character Socrates, who is the protagonist's mentor, talks about presence as a sword that cuts through the bullshit and illusions of the world. This way of putting it resonates with me a lot more, maybe because it relates more to the male instinct.
And, of course, now that I feel good, I will start going out. I noticed during my skiing day that the people here are very international, heard many languages, which is not always the case in all Skiing regions of the Alps. I hope this is the case with the young women at nighttime, too. Would be a lot more interesting. Since I have enough time on my hands up here, I'll keep you updated.
Greetings from the snowy Alps!
@Balder: It was actually in the Carpe Noctem.
@Skyisthelimit: Bonn, says so in my profile, too ;-)
...soooooo. In the ten days since the last report, I haven't been inactive. Been out 6 days (of which only 4 actually count I guess, 2 were just shooting the shit with some buddies). Nothing interesting to tell, though. Too little intent, too much choding around. No interactions went very far.
On Thursday, I went home to my parents because on Friday, we drove to Munich to visit my brother where we celebrated Christmas (it's celebrated on Christmas Eve in Germany). I kinda got drunk accidentally because the beverages were so enticing... some nice beer from a local brewery in Munich, 100% agave my brother got from a mexican friend of his, couple of glasses white wine, couple of glasses red whine, some glasses of a very tasty pear liquor... and I only started eating about halfway through and hadn't eaten since breakfast.
I woke of with the worst. fucking. hangover. of my life. I had to run to the bathroom several times to throw up and was basically unable to do anything. I managed to pack my stuff and get into the car though, were I slept till we arrived at our destination: Hinterglemm, Austria, for a 9 day skiing vacation. My plan was to go out every night, but this had to be reduced by one day, because all of Christmas day, I still felt like shit. In the evening, I felt extremely tired. I tried taking a little nap and some caffeine, but I still felt like I was about to collapse any moment.
I instead decided to get myself in as good a physical state as possible for the rest of the vacation, starting with a good night of sleep. For bonus restedness, I applied earplugs and a blindfold. My family planned to meet for breakfast in the hotel restaurant at 8:30 AM, but I got up at 7:00, going for a morning swim in the hotel pool and doing some meditation. I wrote the first half of this post between that and breakfast.
My plan is to get as much out of this vacation as possible. Lots of skiing, some bonus sports like swimming in the morning and lifting weights at the hotel gym. Relaxing at the spa and meditating. My reading for the stay here includes, besides some genetics and biochemistry books for university, Ayn Rand's Fountainhead and Dan Millman's Way of the Peaceful Warrior. I've started with the latter because I was really interested after I heard about it on the forum and watched the movie. I'm about a hundred pages in, and I think it's awesome up till now. It's an autobiographical novel filled with ideas which are pretty much the same as Eckhard Tolle's, but what I like about it is the way these ideas are articulated. Instead of Tolle's new-agey-sounding "faggotry", it talks about the spiritual journey as a struggle, a kind of inner battle, hence the term "warrior." For example, the character Socrates, who is the protagonist's mentor, talks about presence as a sword that cuts through the bullshit and illusions of the world. This way of putting it resonates with me a lot more, maybe because it relates more to the male instinct.
And, of course, now that I feel good, I will start going out. I noticed during my skiing day that the people here are very international, heard many languages, which is not always the case in all Skiing regions of the Alps. I hope this is the case with the young women at nighttime, too. Would be a lot more interesting. Since I have enough time on my hands up here, I'll keep you updated.
Greetings from the snowy Alps!
@Balder: It was actually in the Carpe Noctem.
Have fun skiing!
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Excellence in work and relationships. Professional clubbing.
Is your sister hot? 
Is your sister hot?
Sure.But in case you hoped that I would introduce her to some pickup guy from the internet: I am not going to until she's thirty.
Thanks for recommending Way of the Peaceful Warrior!
I might want to read this as well if going balls deep into Eckhart Tolle's (which have started to do yesterday) turns out to not be able to fix me.^^
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Lol... "Since I have enough time on my hands up here..." my ass! Didn't turn my computer on again once after the 26th... gonna write up a summary of the stuff I remember soon. No pulls, but lots of small improvement in different areas. Trying to put my focus not on the outcome, but on my own actions, so I guess thats good too.
grrrreat buddy, hope youre good! nice to hear ur tearinng shit up
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Domi!
whats been up lately? We should arrange for some cooperative Beasting and walking home shirtless afterwards. Or not shirtless cause its fucking freezing, but with girls instead. Which is, of course, only a cheap substitute.
whats been up lately? We should arrange for some cooperative Beasting and walking home shirtless afterwards. Or not shirtless cause its fucking freezing, but with girls instead. Which is, of course, only a cheap substitute.
Chris-
Member
Join Date: 04/05/2009 | Posts: 71
I'm first gonna write a little about myself and what I've been up to. If you wanna read the field report, scroll down.
I didn't post on here for a while... over a year, in fact. I didn't write that much back then, either... After my Bootcamp with Brad- in May of last year, I went out a bit (some of it with DerDomi® on his 30 day challenge) and got some results, but nothing crazy. I then proceeded to have a massive jaw surgery (they severed both my upper and lower jaw from my skull and reattached them, screwing them thight with titanium plates) and couldn't eat normally for 2 months. During this time, I moved to a different City to study Biology instead of Physics at the University of Bonn. While still having half of my mouth area without feeling, I met the girl who would become my girlfriend for over a year.
Over the time of this year, I felt the urge for freedom more and more clearly... I guess my inner Beast couldn't stand to be caged anymore. First, I arranged with my gf that it would be an open relationship (at least for me
(Shepherd, if you're reading this: Wenns sich anbietet, wär ich auf jeden Fall nochmal fürs weggehen zu haben! Achja: Ich hab die kleine von unserem letzten Abend in der Milchbar in Ddorf nochmal in der Altstadt getroffen, und die war definitiv 'dtf' wie du so gerne sagst
I've now broken up with my gf a while ago. She seems to be addicted to sex with me though, so some time later she offered me to be my fuckbuddy. I took the offer, and it has proven to be fun and as yet completely uncomplicated. I only have sex/BJs with/from her like once a week to make sure it stays uncomplicated and I have enough motivation left.
Since then I've been going out regularly about 3 times a week. First I was still choding around, but I lost more and more of the social stiffness I aquired during my relationship.
I was in Amsterdam for a day recently, a trip I planned with my best mate, who got sick right before it. There in the nightlife district, I met Brad again, who was teaching a bootcamp at that time. Unfortunately, I was super stoned, so I was barely able to talk to him
That kinda gave me some more motivation to step up, because I was like "wtf? I'm doing worse right now than I was a year ago a couple of months after my bootcamp!" Obviously, that situation COULD NOT ENDURE. So now I'm stepping up and I'm sure I will reach the level of success I desire, and have may awesome adventures along the way!
Field report
At about 10:45 PM, I went to the Bus station to get to the only cool club in my city I right now know of that has something cool going on on Wednesday night. There was a girl at the Bus stop, and I opened her just to get warmed up. After some chitchat, I asked her where she was going tonight. She told me that she was going to the Physics-students party, which was at a student's club which is normally closed on wednesdays. Because I used to study Physics for a year in Aachen, I decided to go there instead, even though a Physics party is one of the worst places to go if you're looking for hot girls
She and some Physics-chode had to wait at the Station downtown for another friend, and I went in without them.
I just started chatting to random guys and girls, fun thing about Physics students is that you can actually talk about Scinece and stuff and they're really into it. Even the girls. lulz. I took a trip round the club to see if there were any cute girls... there were some, but they were few. I approached a cute tiny blonde girl who was obviously in a party mood. I somehow introduced her to people that I only knew the name of and actually probably shared classes with her but still didn't know her. Danced with her a bit, some grinding, ran my hands over her body and butt... then she was gone to talk to some girlfriend of hers all of a sudden. Got approached by some girl who came from my Hometown and knew an ex-gf of mine... weird. Had a bf with her and wasn't hot, anyway.
As I turned around, a cute little brunette girl was just passing by. I clawed her arm and gave her the lazer eyes... she immediately opened and was into me. I danced a little with her, spinning her around, then talking a little... I noticed she had a tattoo on her upper back which was barely visible above her shirt. I started pulling down her shirt at her back to see it, and she showed me that there was another tattoo on her lower back... I first thought they were a continuous tattoo going from her neck to her butt.
Me: "I want to see the entire tattoo. I want you naked" or something like that.
She didn't say anything, but smiled and rubbed herself close to me.
I grabbed her and slammed her against a pillar nearby, feeling her body, biting her neck, BOOM makeout. Shes biting a lot. Putting my hand down her pants a little, then placing her hand on my boner. She squeezes it and rubs it. Puts her hand up my shirt and scratching my back. THIS SHIT IS ON!
Her: "I'm gonna leave soon..."
Me: "where do you live?"
Her: "Downtown blabla..."
Me: "Let's go." *Grabbing her by the hand, pulling her to the exit.*
Her: *At the exit* "You do realize that I'm gonna freeze to death if I go outside?"
She has her coat not at the coatcheck, but in a bag somewhere in the club. We go back in, and, after a quick wallslam-makeout, I tell her
Me: "Go get your coat" and she disappears.
I go to the tiny party-blonde and dance with her a little, she's into it. I'd like to have her, too, but HBtattoo is about to leave with me, AND she has ink on her body that I have yet to discover.
After a few minutes, I feel a hand squeezing my ass. It's HBtattoo with her bag. I salute the group, then grab my girl and get outside. She starts talking about where MY PLACE is, and it's a lot further than her place, and the next bus is still half an hour away, and I don't want to pay a taxi there... So we get a taxi to her place. Once in here apartement, instant WALLSLAM Makeout of Glory. I somehow get my shoes off, she pulls me in her room and on her bed with her shoes still on. Shes moaning, horny as fuck, biting and scratching like a wild cat. I pull off her top and bra, she takes off my shirt, she takes off her pants. While she lies there naked, I throw her around on her back to see her tattoo. I now see that its some vine with leaves and GOETHE written on top... and a tiger on her lower back to her right buttcheek. That explains the biting and scratching.
...But then:
As I'm making my way down her body, kissing her boobs, I suddenly notice that theres some red large stain on her boob... and then I notice that EVERYWHERE my lips touched her recently theres a huge red stain... and, sure enough: My lip is bleeding. A LOT. I didn't even notice that she bit me so hard, lol. She notices it, and she kinda freaks out a little and turns cold.
Her: "It's over."
I'm ignoring her, still kissing her neck with the side of my lips that do not leave huge bloodstains. She maons a little, but it's not on anymore...
Her: "I'm sorry, but it's over. I gotta kick you out now" The sight of some guys blood on her boobs seems to have disagreed with her. I give in.
While we get dresses, we exchange numbers, and she tells me shes gonna call me when she wants to have some wild sex... (wtf? you can have it right now!)
I take a leak in her bathroom, and she shows me out.
I take a taxi back to the club, since i got stamped and it was still an hour till the last bus home.
Inside, I notice that all of the few cute girls that were there are now gone... with the exception of Partyblonde. Sadly, her fun sexy partymood has changed: She's now hammered. And very low energy. Not cool. She gets her coat, and as I say goodbye, but she says she will come back and will just get something to eat and wants me to wait. I'm thinking, "whatever... maybe she's not as fucked up when she returns..." I run around chatting with some people some more, some dancing, and then at 2:20 AM it's time to leave if I want to catch my last bus. I decide that I'm gonna go home now instead of taking a cab or waiting till 5:30 for the first bus, since the only thing of interest left would have been the drunk blonde. I take the bus, get out one station earlier to walk the last bit through the snow in the cool fresh winter night.