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thanks for the speedy reply bro.
awesome. looks like the 8 week intensive course is the way to go
awesome. looks like the 8 week intensive course is the way to go
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Jeffy and Alex Bootcamp: Auckland, New Zealand. November 3rd, 2011.
"Pack your shit and leave. You're done in this town girl. Get the fuck out!" - Jeffy
Go suck a dolphin's dick
Get the fuck out bitch
Your face offends me.
How much did you pay them to let you in
"Pack your shit and leave. You're done in this town girl. Get the fuck out!" - Jeffy
Go suck a dolphin's dick
Get the fuck out bitch
Your face offends me.
How much did you pay them to let you in
Holy shit it's being a month since I've posted in this thread! I guess that compulsion to update has diminished somewhat now that I'm focussing on alot of things across the board. Constant, incrimental improements across my entire life are what makes me happy. So what does that mean?
Health:
- Complete Dietary overhaul. Barring one day a week (cheat day), I solely eat fresh vegetables, fruit, nuts meat and some dairy products. For drink it's simply water, tea and coffee (and a few bewskies occassionally on a full stomach). I NEVER drink soda. Especially Diet Soda - drinking this shit is more likely to fuck up your health than the water from the river that passes out in front of the Chernobyl Nuclear Plant.
- Core strength and overall fitness workouts. This is being iminently upgraded too proper strength and toning.
- Almost completely healed my serious back injury from December
- Lost 5 kgs (14 pounds) as a result :) Look more toned. I was hardly overweight to begin with mind you. But I feel the difference in health benefits every day.
Job:
- Gotten good enough at my new job to be making monthy bonus + balla' commissions. Earning nearly twice the money I was from my job at the start of the year. Sharp social skills developed from the field DEFINITELY helping me in business to business sales.
I.M:
- Still early days but my niche sites are gradually ranking higher and higher, hope to be at the top of google in the next month or so.
- My travel blog is getting around 70 unique visitors a day which is nice given it's only a month old :) And I love writing about this sort of stuff.
- Still so so so so much to learn, constantly changing and optimizing my stuff. Massive fuck-off learning curve.
- Investigating other more advanced, immediate, online income sources. This is really important to me.
Girls/Game:
- Going out periodically and doing ok. Make-outs and sexual favours in da club feel pretty banal. But haven't exactly been going hard. Went out last night (13.10.11), pulled and got dick sucked. But no full close.
- Have 3 girls in the mix asking me to come round and bang 'em several times a week, but 2 of them aren't that special so they're getting cut out.
- Decided that a second bootcamp was ultimately unecessary but will attend the Sydney Hotseat.
Fun:
- Will be going to Koh Panang Island in Thailand for the build up too and including the Full Moon Party in November. Also have some time in Bangkok. Will tear all that shit up like a boss.
- Christmas and New Years back to New Zealand for some fun times.
I'll try and write up some more interesting field reports soon but overall things are fine and dandy :D
Finally: KR - if you're reading this - update your shit. Cunt has the best stories in the game right now. Nothing else I read on the field reports forum comes close to some of the ridiculous shit he's been pulling off lately.
Health:
- Complete Dietary overhaul. Barring one day a week (cheat day), I solely eat fresh vegetables, fruit, nuts meat and some dairy products. For drink it's simply water, tea and coffee (and a few bewskies occassionally on a full stomach). I NEVER drink soda. Especially Diet Soda - drinking this shit is more likely to fuck up your health than the water from the river that passes out in front of the Chernobyl Nuclear Plant.
- Core strength and overall fitness workouts. This is being iminently upgraded too proper strength and toning.
- Almost completely healed my serious back injury from December
- Lost 5 kgs (14 pounds) as a result :) Look more toned. I was hardly overweight to begin with mind you. But I feel the difference in health benefits every day.
Job:
- Gotten good enough at my new job to be making monthy bonus + balla' commissions. Earning nearly twice the money I was from my job at the start of the year. Sharp social skills developed from the field DEFINITELY helping me in business to business sales.
I.M:
- Still early days but my niche sites are gradually ranking higher and higher, hope to be at the top of google in the next month or so.
- My travel blog is getting around 70 unique visitors a day which is nice given it's only a month old :) And I love writing about this sort of stuff.
- Still so so so so much to learn, constantly changing and optimizing my stuff. Massive fuck-off learning curve.
- Investigating other more advanced, immediate, online income sources. This is really important to me.
Girls/Game:
- Going out periodically and doing ok. Make-outs and sexual favours in da club feel pretty banal. But haven't exactly been going hard. Went out last night (13.10.11), pulled and got dick sucked. But no full close.
- Have 3 girls in the mix asking me to come round and bang 'em several times a week, but 2 of them aren't that special so they're getting cut out.
- Decided that a second bootcamp was ultimately unecessary but will attend the Sydney Hotseat.
Fun:
- Will be going to Koh Panang Island in Thailand for the build up too and including the Full Moon Party in November. Also have some time in Bangkok. Will tear all that shit up like a boss.
- Christmas and New Years back to New Zealand for some fun times.
I'll try and write up some more interesting field reports soon but overall things are fine and dandy :D
Finally: KR - if you're reading this - update your shit. Cunt has the best stories in the game right now. Nothing else I read on the field reports forum comes close to some of the ridiculous shit he's been pulling off lately.
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Haha.. I don't want to jinx it
Update time!
Things are pretty decent overall. I've sort of being stalling with the I.M. stuff lately. I think that my inflated income from my regular job has made me a little complacent in that regard. That and the fact that I spent the last 10 days away on a brief adventure that included 6 days of full moon season on Thailand's infamous Koh Phanang island (though 2 of those days were basically travel ones). I'm not giving up on in just yet though ;)
Anyways... so Koh Phanang. Well that shit was full on. I travelled there solo and had a pretty good time. I plan to write a more thorough, all-encompasing story about on my travel blog, but figured it would be fun and quasi-educational to do the PU oriented one here. So without further ado:
6 Nights on Koh Phanang
Day 1 (6 November):
I arrive at my accomadation - Coral Bungalows - at 7 in the evening. I am rightly buggered. Sleep deprivation, jet lag and drunkeness are all too blame for this. You see, my Bangkok to Koh Samui flight earlier in the day has been delayed, resulting in a delayed arrival at the Koh Samui docks which ferries to Koh Phanang, resulting in me missing the boat and having to wait around for another 2 1/2 hours - which I killed by excessively loading up on Thai Chang beers with a bunch of Swedes who'd found themselves in the same predicament. While all well and good at the time, I was shattered when I finally arrived at my final destination, and all I could think about was alcohol induced sleep.
Collapsing on my bed, I was out like a light, but was woken just a couple of hours later around 9:30. As it turned out, my bungalow was nearly right next to the pool and main bar area - and a Pool Party was just getting underway. This was about the last thing I felt like at the time but I hadn't come here too sleep. So with immense will power I forced myself out of bed, put my board shorts on, and went out to socialize while anxiously feeling like shit. Not a stella start to proceedings.
None-the-less I made a fairly solid effort, even if it was protracted and seemingly fruitless at the start. As it turned out, I didn't meet anybody who was travelling solo - and most people were in their own little travel groups - rather disinclined to open up and talk normally. I wasn't exactly shut down by anybody, but I was definitely finding it difficult to get any sort of rapport and flow going. Eventually I settled for loosely befriending a brother and sister from Australia and used the situation to get comfortable and drink socially around the pool. From there more girls started to open up though I could still feel the social anxiety. For the reasons mentioned earlier, I was having a hard time relaxing. Eventually I started to get drunk again and crashed in on a group of Canadian girls - who at first ignored me - but eventually came around when they realized that I was past the point of giving a shit. One blondie in particular was very tasty.
I do not remember the conversation at all other than recall that I was finally getting into the right zone. At some point I just grabbed her hand and led her down to the tiny beach next to the resort. She mentioned a boyfriend numerous times but after we got a little further down the beach to a quiet area, I simply lay her down and we started making out. I'd just taken off her bikkini top when the boyfriend objections started to rise again. As I slid down south to take the bottom half off she snapped. She jarringly stood up, exclaimed the wrongness of the situation, then ran back down the beach. Luckily I was so smashed at this point that I barely cared. I nearly fell asleep on the beach right there till a flicker of paranoia told me that the tide might come in and wash me away. So I grogilly stirred myself and stumbled back to my bungalow - even more shattered than when I'd arrived. It was about 4am. Amazingly, I could only manage 5 hours sleep before I was wide awake again and feeling oddly refreshed the next day.
Day 2 (7 November):
I got the feeling early on that as decent as Coral Bungalows could possibly be for hook up opportunities, better opportunities must exist. And I was damned if I wasn't going to get the best. After having breakfast and lying around the pool for a little bit, I went off too explore the main town area behind Haad Rin Beach, and then the beach itself. Walking along, I spotted two hot girls (English and Canadian) and opened them by asking if they could take a picture of me against the backdrop of the sea. I was in immediately, but aspired to little more with them than being super chill and fun. Eventually more of their friends (mixed sex) arrived and I got along great with all of them. After an afternoon of hanging out on the beach the cuter English one extended a dinner invitation to me with the group. Cool.
I met them at their hostel around 6:30 (Jayas Dormitary for the record). While the dormitaries were fucking huge with 20 beds per room, the place otherwise had a great bar and the huge congregation of solo travellers from all over made things soooooo much easier socially. After Dinner, a group of us started playing drinking games with more and more people joining in as the evening progessed. All I did was gradually dial up the chill, fun, dominant vibe that I'd established earlier - and without trying - I soon had both the original girls blatantly hitting on me as other girls became more and more interested also. I was easilly the coolest guy there - a situation that still weirds me out when I think about it.
After enough drinks, 2 free cabs to Coral Bungalows passed by and 30 of us headed back to tonights Pool Party (turns out they happen every night in the leadup to full moon). Once there the game was fucking on. I hooked up with the hot English chick in the pool and gave her a good fingering. While when I got out for a drink the Canadian one led me down to the beach for a serious make-out session. Neither was ready to bang just yet though, since the night was still pretty young - and they weren't co-operative in my attempts to pull them to my room. It didn't matter though, I knew shit was on. Back in the pool I hooked up with another 2 girls from the same Jayas hostel.
Now the call was for us all to head back to the party on Haad Rin beach. Cool. Once we got there alot of people spread out and disappeared, but the English girl from before remained reasonably close to me and we shared a cocktail bucket - with her indicating that she wanted to 'be' with me that night. I was just totally going with the flow at this point - so when I lost her for a bit - I didn't even care. Instead I just rocked up to a group of 5 Irish girls and started talking with the hottest one - who was insanely receptive. I told her we were going for walk and she just went with it.
So we walked down to the quiet end of the beach. Full crazy makeout. I took off my board shorts and tell her to suck me. She went down without a momments hesitation. It's really intense. A few thai people walk by and see us but she doesn't notice as she's too busy. I don't have a condom on me so we have to walk 15 minutes to get back to my room, during which time I simply keep the relaxed vibe going. The sex is awesome when we get there though. We bang for at least an hour in all manner of depraved shit. Finally we walk back to the beach, and it's only at this point that she frightfully remembers that she's abandoned her friends without notice for nearly two hours while it's her who has the only room key. When we get back the friends soon find us and they're as mad as hornets. They scream at both her and me both and then march her away like a security entourage. One of them even snarled at me I FUCKING HATE YOU. Luckilly I'd gotten fb details already.
As you can probably guess, I'm feeling pretty good right about now, and I soon spot the original English hottie from earlier who is dancing with a friend. She's oblivious to what Ive been up too and comes to me for a full on pash. Looks like it's 2 for 1 Night :D
Alas it wasn't. While dancing with them both, some random dude comes up behind me and asks if I'm taking the left or the right one (in reference to the girls). I ignore him at first but when he demands the same thing again, I casually say 'right'. Well... right was the English girl and she somehow overheard this... and for some reason... it makes her RAGE THE FUCK UP. She gets up in my grill and calls me disgusting, saying that she was going to have me - but can't do it anymore since she's been treated like an object. I eventually get her to calm down, but nothing is going down anymore. Women eh? My balls were drained anyway, and I'm fucking tired. It doesn't really get me that down since the night has been fun none-the-less. Bed time.
To be continued...
Things are pretty decent overall. I've sort of being stalling with the I.M. stuff lately. I think that my inflated income from my regular job has made me a little complacent in that regard. That and the fact that I spent the last 10 days away on a brief adventure that included 6 days of full moon season on Thailand's infamous Koh Phanang island (though 2 of those days were basically travel ones). I'm not giving up on in just yet though ;)
Anyways... so Koh Phanang. Well that shit was full on. I travelled there solo and had a pretty good time. I plan to write a more thorough, all-encompasing story about on my travel blog, but figured it would be fun and quasi-educational to do the PU oriented one here. So without further ado:
6 Nights on Koh Phanang
Day 1 (6 November):
I arrive at my accomadation - Coral Bungalows - at 7 in the evening. I am rightly buggered. Sleep deprivation, jet lag and drunkeness are all too blame for this. You see, my Bangkok to Koh Samui flight earlier in the day has been delayed, resulting in a delayed arrival at the Koh Samui docks which ferries to Koh Phanang, resulting in me missing the boat and having to wait around for another 2 1/2 hours - which I killed by excessively loading up on Thai Chang beers with a bunch of Swedes who'd found themselves in the same predicament. While all well and good at the time, I was shattered when I finally arrived at my final destination, and all I could think about was alcohol induced sleep.
Collapsing on my bed, I was out like a light, but was woken just a couple of hours later around 9:30. As it turned out, my bungalow was nearly right next to the pool and main bar area - and a Pool Party was just getting underway. This was about the last thing I felt like at the time but I hadn't come here too sleep. So with immense will power I forced myself out of bed, put my board shorts on, and went out to socialize while anxiously feeling like shit. Not a stella start to proceedings.
None-the-less I made a fairly solid effort, even if it was protracted and seemingly fruitless at the start. As it turned out, I didn't meet anybody who was travelling solo - and most people were in their own little travel groups - rather disinclined to open up and talk normally. I wasn't exactly shut down by anybody, but I was definitely finding it difficult to get any sort of rapport and flow going. Eventually I settled for loosely befriending a brother and sister from Australia and used the situation to get comfortable and drink socially around the pool. From there more girls started to open up though I could still feel the social anxiety. For the reasons mentioned earlier, I was having a hard time relaxing. Eventually I started to get drunk again and crashed in on a group of Canadian girls - who at first ignored me - but eventually came around when they realized that I was past the point of giving a shit. One blondie in particular was very tasty.
I do not remember the conversation at all other than recall that I was finally getting into the right zone. At some point I just grabbed her hand and led her down to the tiny beach next to the resort. She mentioned a boyfriend numerous times but after we got a little further down the beach to a quiet area, I simply lay her down and we started making out. I'd just taken off her bikkini top when the boyfriend objections started to rise again. As I slid down south to take the bottom half off she snapped. She jarringly stood up, exclaimed the wrongness of the situation, then ran back down the beach. Luckily I was so smashed at this point that I barely cared. I nearly fell asleep on the beach right there till a flicker of paranoia told me that the tide might come in and wash me away. So I grogilly stirred myself and stumbled back to my bungalow - even more shattered than when I'd arrived. It was about 4am. Amazingly, I could only manage 5 hours sleep before I was wide awake again and feeling oddly refreshed the next day.
Day 2 (7 November):
I got the feeling early on that as decent as Coral Bungalows could possibly be for hook up opportunities, better opportunities must exist. And I was damned if I wasn't going to get the best. After having breakfast and lying around the pool for a little bit, I went off too explore the main town area behind Haad Rin Beach, and then the beach itself. Walking along, I spotted two hot girls (English and Canadian) and opened them by asking if they could take a picture of me against the backdrop of the sea. I was in immediately, but aspired to little more with them than being super chill and fun. Eventually more of their friends (mixed sex) arrived and I got along great with all of them. After an afternoon of hanging out on the beach the cuter English one extended a dinner invitation to me with the group. Cool.
I met them at their hostel around 6:30 (Jayas Dormitary for the record). While the dormitaries were fucking huge with 20 beds per room, the place otherwise had a great bar and the huge congregation of solo travellers from all over made things soooooo much easier socially. After Dinner, a group of us started playing drinking games with more and more people joining in as the evening progessed. All I did was gradually dial up the chill, fun, dominant vibe that I'd established earlier - and without trying - I soon had both the original girls blatantly hitting on me as other girls became more and more interested also. I was easilly the coolest guy there - a situation that still weirds me out when I think about it.
After enough drinks, 2 free cabs to Coral Bungalows passed by and 30 of us headed back to tonights Pool Party (turns out they happen every night in the leadup to full moon). Once there the game was fucking on. I hooked up with the hot English chick in the pool and gave her a good fingering. While when I got out for a drink the Canadian one led me down to the beach for a serious make-out session. Neither was ready to bang just yet though, since the night was still pretty young - and they weren't co-operative in my attempts to pull them to my room. It didn't matter though, I knew shit was on. Back in the pool I hooked up with another 2 girls from the same Jayas hostel.
Now the call was for us all to head back to the party on Haad Rin beach. Cool. Once we got there alot of people spread out and disappeared, but the English girl from before remained reasonably close to me and we shared a cocktail bucket - with her indicating that she wanted to 'be' with me that night. I was just totally going with the flow at this point - so when I lost her for a bit - I didn't even care. Instead I just rocked up to a group of 5 Irish girls and started talking with the hottest one - who was insanely receptive. I told her we were going for walk and she just went with it.
So we walked down to the quiet end of the beach. Full crazy makeout. I took off my board shorts and tell her to suck me. She went down without a momments hesitation. It's really intense. A few thai people walk by and see us but she doesn't notice as she's too busy. I don't have a condom on me so we have to walk 15 minutes to get back to my room, during which time I simply keep the relaxed vibe going. The sex is awesome when we get there though. We bang for at least an hour in all manner of depraved shit. Finally we walk back to the beach, and it's only at this point that she frightfully remembers that she's abandoned her friends without notice for nearly two hours while it's her who has the only room key. When we get back the friends soon find us and they're as mad as hornets. They scream at both her and me both and then march her away like a security entourage. One of them even snarled at me I FUCKING HATE YOU. Luckilly I'd gotten fb details already.
As you can probably guess, I'm feeling pretty good right about now, and I soon spot the original English hottie from earlier who is dancing with a friend. She's oblivious to what Ive been up too and comes to me for a full on pash. Looks like it's 2 for 1 Night :D
Alas it wasn't. While dancing with them both, some random dude comes up behind me and asks if I'm taking the left or the right one (in reference to the girls). I ignore him at first but when he demands the same thing again, I casually say 'right'. Well... right was the English girl and she somehow overheard this... and for some reason... it makes her RAGE THE FUCK UP. She gets up in my grill and calls me disgusting, saying that she was going to have me - but can't do it anymore since she's been treated like an object. I eventually get her to calm down, but nothing is going down anymore. Women eh? My balls were drained anyway, and I'm fucking tired. It doesn't really get me that down since the night has been fun none-the-less. Bed time.
To be continued...
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LOoooOooooLLLLL. That shit is by far the most hilarious read ever. Rivaling something out of a Tucker Max book :) Morrrrreeeee
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ohh man Kopanghan - what a place :)
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@ Moey: Thanks for the praise mate. Though I like to think that the difference between me and Tucker Max is that I exist in the non-fiction universe :D
@ Molan: Yeah, normal rules of engagement go out the window here...
Day 3 (8 November):
After a day spent touring around the island by boat I casually cruised by Jayas to see what was up. This is the thing I like about travelling solo – you can make improptu friends, then hang out with them as you please. It’s not quite as pumped up as last night though. The Canadian and the English girl have been talking with one another and the crazy sexual energy I had with both the night before is completely gone. They’re still friendly though, and I’m not exactly starved for targets in any case. After some drinking games we head down to the beach. I waste a lot of time tonight. We all get split up and I spend an inordinate amount of time with a group that’s boring and going nowhere. Somehow I manage to kill about 3 hours doing this.
Upon realizing this I head back down to the other end of the beach and find the main crew from Jayas. I’m a little bit drunk at this stage and when I see the English/Canadian girls, one of them says something snarky too me(I can’t remember what). I don’t know why, but it really pisses me off. Quite visibly so also as I immediately turn around and walk back down the beach again with an irksome chip on my shoulder. Not a great state to be in. Miraculously it doesn’t impede the first cold approach I do on the first hot girl that I see next.
Her friend is already talking to some other guy so I just roll up and say hi. She’s a Swedish stereotype: Icy blue eyes, killer tanned legs, name's Malin. I make fun chodeversation with her then say we should go for a ‘walk’. We go back down to the quiet end of the beach hand-in-hand (just like last night) and in doing so we pass by the girls from before who I notice watching me. I flick a quiet grin at them. She’s hotter than both of them.
At the end of the beach Malin asks me what my plan is if she refuses to kiss me. Well I guess we’ll just stand around here awkwardly like 10 year olds at our first school dance, comes my autopilot response. She laughs at this and then we make out. Now she invites me back to her place. Hells yes I think, but its a little premature. We get to her beach bungalow and all she wants to do is spoon with me while she sleeps. After a bit of this I get bored and go back to my own place. The night went surprisingly fast – it’s nearly 5am now.
Day 4 (9 November):
More of the same really. I never see value in repetition so I can keep this one brief. Drinking games, go to beach, bounce around newly formed social groups. At some point I see two extremely angry looking guys wrestling each other on the sand and I join in the small group of spectators who’ve gathered around to watch. From there I start talking to the Irish girl right next to me and can tell she’s keen since she keeps touching me from the go. Her friends have already gone on ahead too mushroom mountain (big lookout point over Haad Rin) and she wants to catch up with them so we follow on from about 100 metres behind. We hang out at the view for a little while, all the while getting more touchy feely. She tells me herself she’s horny but that she also can’t leave her friends. I propose just hanging out on the quiet part of the beach below. I find a backlit area and we start making out there. We can see a lot of stuff from here but no one can see us. She won’t have sex but she does gives me solid head, all the while people are walking just 20 metres in front of us but can’t see anything. No sooner have I come in her mouth than she sees her friends walking past. She spits out out onto the sand, wipes her mouth, hooks her bikini top back on, and runs off to join them while I get back into my boardies. I never see her again. Night Fin.
Stay tuned for Day 5 (Full moon) and Day 6 (aftermath)…..
@ Molan: Yeah, normal rules of engagement go out the window here...
Day 3 (8 November):
After a day spent touring around the island by boat I casually cruised by Jayas to see what was up. This is the thing I like about travelling solo – you can make improptu friends, then hang out with them as you please. It’s not quite as pumped up as last night though. The Canadian and the English girl have been talking with one another and the crazy sexual energy I had with both the night before is completely gone. They’re still friendly though, and I’m not exactly starved for targets in any case. After some drinking games we head down to the beach. I waste a lot of time tonight. We all get split up and I spend an inordinate amount of time with a group that’s boring and going nowhere. Somehow I manage to kill about 3 hours doing this.
Upon realizing this I head back down to the other end of the beach and find the main crew from Jayas. I’m a little bit drunk at this stage and when I see the English/Canadian girls, one of them says something snarky too me(I can’t remember what). I don’t know why, but it really pisses me off. Quite visibly so also as I immediately turn around and walk back down the beach again with an irksome chip on my shoulder. Not a great state to be in. Miraculously it doesn’t impede the first cold approach I do on the first hot girl that I see next.
Her friend is already talking to some other guy so I just roll up and say hi. She’s a Swedish stereotype: Icy blue eyes, killer tanned legs, name's Malin. I make fun chodeversation with her then say we should go for a ‘walk’. We go back down to the quiet end of the beach hand-in-hand (just like last night) and in doing so we pass by the girls from before who I notice watching me. I flick a quiet grin at them. She’s hotter than both of them.
At the end of the beach Malin asks me what my plan is if she refuses to kiss me. Well I guess we’ll just stand around here awkwardly like 10 year olds at our first school dance, comes my autopilot response. She laughs at this and then we make out. Now she invites me back to her place. Hells yes I think, but its a little premature. We get to her beach bungalow and all she wants to do is spoon with me while she sleeps. After a bit of this I get bored and go back to my own place. The night went surprisingly fast – it’s nearly 5am now.
Day 4 (9 November):
More of the same really. I never see value in repetition so I can keep this one brief. Drinking games, go to beach, bounce around newly formed social groups. At some point I see two extremely angry looking guys wrestling each other on the sand and I join in the small group of spectators who’ve gathered around to watch. From there I start talking to the Irish girl right next to me and can tell she’s keen since she keeps touching me from the go. Her friends have already gone on ahead too mushroom mountain (big lookout point over Haad Rin) and she wants to catch up with them so we follow on from about 100 metres behind. We hang out at the view for a little while, all the while getting more touchy feely. She tells me herself she’s horny but that she also can’t leave her friends. I propose just hanging out on the quiet part of the beach below. I find a backlit area and we start making out there. We can see a lot of stuff from here but no one can see us. She won’t have sex but she does gives me solid head, all the while people are walking just 20 metres in front of us but can’t see anything. No sooner have I come in her mouth than she sees her friends walking past. She spits out out onto the sand, wipes her mouth, hooks her bikini top back on, and runs off to join them while I get back into my boardies. I never see her again. Night Fin.
Stay tuned for Day 5 (Full moon) and Day 6 (aftermath)…..
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Day 5 (10th November) FULL MOON PARTY
Nothing as emphatically hyped as the Full Moon Party could ever hope to live up to the expectations that have been set out for it. Or could it? No actually it couldn't. In reality it was little more than the previous nights beach parties with a few thousand additional people to join in the action. But it's still a great party, even if I didn't have everything go my way that night.
So lets get started. The night began with me applying several bad-ass Flurescent paint motiffs to my upper body and then heading round to Jayas to join in the pre-party atmosphere. It was definitely an awesome start and I got stuck into the beer while having multiple people offer to add pictures to the canvas that was my body. Some of which I took up and turned out really cool. I then sat down next to two Canadian girls who were painting cocks all ovver themselves. No sooner had I sat down next to them when one asked if I could draw a penis onto them as well. Actually I want you to draw your penis, one said. There's only one right way to react to extreme sexual forwardness in a girl (that I know of) - extreme chillness. So I started drawing a massive cock on her and half way through she actually said OK, NOW I WANT TO SEE YOUR PENIS. This caught me off a little bit and unfortunately, I don't think I reacted the right way this time. I nonchalantly said: Yeah, cool, soon. But I couldn't tell if she was serious or not. It's true that there were people everywhere, but if I'd the chance to go over things again - I would have just taken her by the hand to the bathroom and whipped it out. Hindsight is a bitch. The sexual tension between the two of us remained though, I was sure I'd be able to bang her later on in the night. I did get a brief but intense make-out with her before me hit the beach
After another hour of drinks - it was time to head down to the beach - which really was fucking crowded, and everyone got seperated almost immediately. Me and another guy wandered down to the far end of the beach past the fire jumping and other fire based entertainment. I was in a jubilant party mood and some random throwing a bucket of water on me didn't bother me in the slightest... until 5 minutes later when I realized I'd made the foolish error of bringing my Galaxy smart phone out with me in my board short pockets - and that it was now fried. Suddenly I was fucking angry. The last emotion that I needed tonight. I also suddenly realized that I'd lost everyone that I knew... Fuck.
The next couple of hours consisted of protracted fail. In the mass ofsome 20,000 people, finding anyone that you knew with any degree of ease was impossible. So I started cold approaching. Admittingly I could have been in a bettter state of mind but I still found most groups to be strangely cliquey. The results were predictably pathetic. I did eventually find a hot Sweish girl and make-out with her while watching some fire throwers. I thought it was going well until she revealed that she would only be making out since she had a boyfriend. Rats.
Somehow I shortly after stumbled across the main social group from the hostel, just as the horny Canadian chick was being pulled off by some random guy into the night. FUCK. My state fell again. At least (I thought) I still had a decent chance with another girl who was there, but I think my state brought her down and I couldn't make anything happen. None-the-less, while dancing on a podium, a cute girl came up to me and just started mouth raping me. She was Irish (again). Things looked pretty promising. I really wanted to pull now so I started leading her around and amping up the physicality. But as luck would have it, her friends showed up out of nowhere and dragged her away into the endless void of the crowd. This last spat of ill fortune was the last straw. It was close on 5am now and I couldn't find anyone I knew. I trudged home dissapointed and exhausted.
Day 6 (11th November)
There was a mass collective hangover the entire island today. Some had been out partying on the beach till 11am the next morning. Most had then left that afternoon. I wasn't feeling that great on account of the volume of alchol and sleep deprivation I'd racked up over the last 5 days. It also started raining today monsoon style. It was damn lucky that the rain had timed itself for the day after.
Anyway, so around 5 in the evening I made my way over to Jayas to see who was left. There were very few people, and the intense rain meant all were simply hanging around the common room watching The Note Book. However, a fairly hot Czech/Swedish girl that I'd met several nights in a row - but always managed to lose after 10pm - was there. Her and me had a great rapport already, its just that we'd yet had no chances to properly hang out. Like me, she was also a solo travaller. With no parties on the island tonight to lose her in, I sensed a chance to make something happen, though I couldn't be certain. With both of us bored off our face watching the movie, I said we should go to the bar over the road to get a drink and she agreed. We vibed intensely for 2 hours. We had a hell of a lot in common, and talked alot about the travelling adventure lifestyle. Finally the rain stopped and I suggested that since this was my last night on the island, we should go for a walk along Haad Rin. Again I got compliance.
The beach was a fucking disaster zone from the night before. Trash, lost sandals, broken glass and assorted filth was spread down the entire length and too make things worse, large swarths of the beach had been washed away by the monsoon rains. There were perhaps 100 people on the entire beach tonight. It was not romantic at all.
Eventually we got down one end of the beach. At this point physical contact had been just about non existent. I'd tried holding her hand before but she pulled away. But, for some crazy reason I still assumed that shit was on. I sat down on a lowered podium while she just walked close to the water and seemed to drift around aimlessly.
Stephanie, come sit here - I said loudly.
She looked as though she was pretending to ignore me.
HEY, STEPHANIE, SIT HERE NOW - I commanded like a fucking boss.
This time she abided. As soon as she sat down I went for the make-out. And got it. Then I got her tits out and started fingering her. It was like digging thorugh the Arctic plains and finding a thermal hot spot. All I said now was lets go back to my room. On the walk back I reverted back to the vibe we had in the bar and just chilled out. I knew it was done now. And it was. I fucked her brains out and she was officially the loudest girl I've ever been with. You'd have thought she was been fucked by a roadside power tool. I was actually afraid I was hurting her but when I stopped for a second she screamed that I continue.
Overall, a good end to a good 6 days in Koh Phanang :) Highs and lows, but overall heaps of fun and a very memorable trip.
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But allow me to impart upon you some essential safety advice for any trip to Koh Phanang. When I boarded the boat to return to Koh Samui, the dock full of travellers resembled a fucking MASH unit. Here's why:
- WEAR FOOTWEAR ON THE MAIN BEACH: Seriously the number of people I saw wearing foot bandages by the time I left made me think I was missing out on some new fashion fad. The beach is coverd in smashed glass, as is the shallow water along with odd piece of jagged coral. One girl at Coral Bungalows even half severed her foot off on a piece of coral while going into the water too take a piss. I was told in agonizig detail of her trip to the doctors and it made me squirm.The quality of medical care you will recieve here is piss poor and to add insult to injury - expensive. Get yourself some reef walkers or keep your sandals on.
- DON'T TAKE THE FUCKING SPEEDBOATS: Lots of people come over to Koh Phanang from Koh Samui for the full moon party on speedboats in the evening. These vessels are captained by morons who frequently collide, maiming those on board and occassionally killing them. Get over early and do not get on these fucking things at night.
- DON'T HIRE A SCOOTER: They are all pieces of shit, prone to failing breaks and spontaneously collapsing suspension. No one ever provides safety equipment here and thai people drive like maniacs. You don't even need a scooter on Koh Phanang ona ccount of its small size, yet people still hire them in droves and fuck themselves up in droves. The number of scooter injuries I saw here was appalling. One compatriot of mine basically skinned the entire right side of his body - so as for him to appear the next morning almost perfectly half mummifed in thick bandages and iodine the next morning. Though to be fair - he had made the majestically foolish decision to drive when he was totally shit-faced drunk.
- DON'T DO THE FIRE JUMPING: the guys are paid kickbacks from the medical centre to burn people by entangling their legs in the fire ropes. Drunken people aren't very good at feeling 2nd and 3rd degree burns on the night, but then wake up the next morning in agony. A trip to any poorly equipped med centre on Koh Phanang will smash the budget of most backpackers. Avoid these fuckers.
- TO BE SURE, AVOID ALL THAI WOMAN: Lady boys are fucking everywhere and many are impossible to tell apart from real woman. Unless of course you like chicks with dicks. There's enough international pussy here in any case.
Nothing as emphatically hyped as the Full Moon Party could ever hope to live up to the expectations that have been set out for it. Or could it? No actually it couldn't. In reality it was little more than the previous nights beach parties with a few thousand additional people to join in the action. But it's still a great party, even if I didn't have everything go my way that night.
So lets get started. The night began with me applying several bad-ass Flurescent paint motiffs to my upper body and then heading round to Jayas to join in the pre-party atmosphere. It was definitely an awesome start and I got stuck into the beer while having multiple people offer to add pictures to the canvas that was my body. Some of which I took up and turned out really cool. I then sat down next to two Canadian girls who were painting cocks all ovver themselves. No sooner had I sat down next to them when one asked if I could draw a penis onto them as well. Actually I want you to draw your penis, one said. There's only one right way to react to extreme sexual forwardness in a girl (that I know of) - extreme chillness. So I started drawing a massive cock on her and half way through she actually said OK, NOW I WANT TO SEE YOUR PENIS. This caught me off a little bit and unfortunately, I don't think I reacted the right way this time. I nonchalantly said: Yeah, cool, soon. But I couldn't tell if she was serious or not. It's true that there were people everywhere, but if I'd the chance to go over things again - I would have just taken her by the hand to the bathroom and whipped it out. Hindsight is a bitch. The sexual tension between the two of us remained though, I was sure I'd be able to bang her later on in the night. I did get a brief but intense make-out with her before me hit the beach
After another hour of drinks - it was time to head down to the beach - which really was fucking crowded, and everyone got seperated almost immediately. Me and another guy wandered down to the far end of the beach past the fire jumping and other fire based entertainment. I was in a jubilant party mood and some random throwing a bucket of water on me didn't bother me in the slightest... until 5 minutes later when I realized I'd made the foolish error of bringing my Galaxy smart phone out with me in my board short pockets - and that it was now fried. Suddenly I was fucking angry. The last emotion that I needed tonight. I also suddenly realized that I'd lost everyone that I knew... Fuck.
The next couple of hours consisted of protracted fail. In the mass ofsome 20,000 people, finding anyone that you knew with any degree of ease was impossible. So I started cold approaching. Admittingly I could have been in a bettter state of mind but I still found most groups to be strangely cliquey. The results were predictably pathetic. I did eventually find a hot Sweish girl and make-out with her while watching some fire throwers. I thought it was going well until she revealed that she would only be making out since she had a boyfriend. Rats.
Somehow I shortly after stumbled across the main social group from the hostel, just as the horny Canadian chick was being pulled off by some random guy into the night. FUCK. My state fell again. At least (I thought) I still had a decent chance with another girl who was there, but I think my state brought her down and I couldn't make anything happen. None-the-less, while dancing on a podium, a cute girl came up to me and just started mouth raping me. She was Irish (again). Things looked pretty promising. I really wanted to pull now so I started leading her around and amping up the physicality. But as luck would have it, her friends showed up out of nowhere and dragged her away into the endless void of the crowd. This last spat of ill fortune was the last straw. It was close on 5am now and I couldn't find anyone I knew. I trudged home dissapointed and exhausted.
Day 6 (11th November)
There was a mass collective hangover the entire island today. Some had been out partying on the beach till 11am the next morning. Most had then left that afternoon. I wasn't feeling that great on account of the volume of alchol and sleep deprivation I'd racked up over the last 5 days. It also started raining today monsoon style. It was damn lucky that the rain had timed itself for the day after.
Anyway, so around 5 in the evening I made my way over to Jayas to see who was left. There were very few people, and the intense rain meant all were simply hanging around the common room watching The Note Book. However, a fairly hot Czech/Swedish girl that I'd met several nights in a row - but always managed to lose after 10pm - was there. Her and me had a great rapport already, its just that we'd yet had no chances to properly hang out. Like me, she was also a solo travaller. With no parties on the island tonight to lose her in, I sensed a chance to make something happen, though I couldn't be certain. With both of us bored off our face watching the movie, I said we should go to the bar over the road to get a drink and she agreed. We vibed intensely for 2 hours. We had a hell of a lot in common, and talked alot about the travelling adventure lifestyle. Finally the rain stopped and I suggested that since this was my last night on the island, we should go for a walk along Haad Rin. Again I got compliance.
The beach was a fucking disaster zone from the night before. Trash, lost sandals, broken glass and assorted filth was spread down the entire length and too make things worse, large swarths of the beach had been washed away by the monsoon rains. There were perhaps 100 people on the entire beach tonight. It was not romantic at all.
Eventually we got down one end of the beach. At this point physical contact had been just about non existent. I'd tried holding her hand before but she pulled away. But, for some crazy reason I still assumed that shit was on. I sat down on a lowered podium while she just walked close to the water and seemed to drift around aimlessly.
Stephanie, come sit here - I said loudly.
She looked as though she was pretending to ignore me.
HEY, STEPHANIE, SIT HERE NOW - I commanded like a fucking boss.
This time she abided. As soon as she sat down I went for the make-out. And got it. Then I got her tits out and started fingering her. It was like digging thorugh the Arctic plains and finding a thermal hot spot. All I said now was lets go back to my room. On the walk back I reverted back to the vibe we had in the bar and just chilled out. I knew it was done now. And it was. I fucked her brains out and she was officially the loudest girl I've ever been with. You'd have thought she was been fucked by a roadside power tool. I was actually afraid I was hurting her but when I stopped for a second she screamed that I continue.
Overall, a good end to a good 6 days in Koh Phanang :) Highs and lows, but overall heaps of fun and a very memorable trip.
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But allow me to impart upon you some essential safety advice for any trip to Koh Phanang. When I boarded the boat to return to Koh Samui, the dock full of travellers resembled a fucking MASH unit. Here's why:
- WEAR FOOTWEAR ON THE MAIN BEACH: Seriously the number of people I saw wearing foot bandages by the time I left made me think I was missing out on some new fashion fad. The beach is coverd in smashed glass, as is the shallow water along with odd piece of jagged coral. One girl at Coral Bungalows even half severed her foot off on a piece of coral while going into the water too take a piss. I was told in agonizig detail of her trip to the doctors and it made me squirm.The quality of medical care you will recieve here is piss poor and to add insult to injury - expensive. Get yourself some reef walkers or keep your sandals on.
- DON'T TAKE THE FUCKING SPEEDBOATS: Lots of people come over to Koh Phanang from Koh Samui for the full moon party on speedboats in the evening. These vessels are captained by morons who frequently collide, maiming those on board and occassionally killing them. Get over early and do not get on these fucking things at night.
- DON'T HIRE A SCOOTER: They are all pieces of shit, prone to failing breaks and spontaneously collapsing suspension. No one ever provides safety equipment here and thai people drive like maniacs. You don't even need a scooter on Koh Phanang ona ccount of its small size, yet people still hire them in droves and fuck themselves up in droves. The number of scooter injuries I saw here was appalling. One compatriot of mine basically skinned the entire right side of his body - so as for him to appear the next morning almost perfectly half mummifed in thick bandages and iodine the next morning. Though to be fair - he had made the majestically foolish decision to drive when he was totally shit-faced drunk.
- DON'T DO THE FIRE JUMPING: the guys are paid kickbacks from the medical centre to burn people by entangling their legs in the fire ropes. Drunken people aren't very good at feeling 2nd and 3rd degree burns on the night, but then wake up the next morning in agony. A trip to any poorly equipped med centre on Koh Phanang will smash the budget of most backpackers. Avoid these fuckers.
- TO BE SURE, AVOID ALL THAI WOMAN: Lady boys are fucking everywhere and many are impossible to tell apart from real woman. Unless of course you like chicks with dicks. There's enough international pussy here in any case.
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Referential experience of doing this = win! Gotta love feelin like a baws, grabbin, and just handlin them! I've yet to be with a chick who is retardedly loud tho, although this sounds like fun
A+
Cheers man, but a freakishly loud girl is fun for about a minute and then it actually gets annoying. For me somewhere in between is about right. Obviously you don't want some bitch who just starfishes out and emmits 0 aural feedback period. I've had this as well and it's very unsettling lol.A+
Anyway here's my feedback from the Sydney Freetour and Hotseat. I put this in the success stories section as well since it's where RSD seem to prefer getting feedback about their stuff.
24/11/11 Jeffy Free Tour
The last free tour I’d attended back in 2009 had been a pretty basic affair. It consisted solely of myself Papa, and 3 Italian guys in a Milanese hotel lobby. On top of that the material wasn’t that special – basically just a quick run through of the most basic gaming elements. But then again it was a free tour.
2 years later in Sydney was entirely different.
100 + attendees.
2 RSD instructors.
Jeffy’s absurdly captivating stage presence.
And 3 free hours of RSD.
It was certainly entertaining, and definitely would have been groundbreaking stuff had I been new to the game. But with that not the case it mostly felt like a montage of sounds bytes from Jeffy’s previous material. Again, it’s a free tour. I hadn’t however seen any of the included video footage, so that part was beneficial and interesting. But overall, the best thing about it was probably the vibe. It’s rare that I’m around any other guys that can really pump my state and been around RSD instructors tends to have that effect. It was also a great networking opportunity, I had no idea that so many guys in Sydney were involved with this stuff.
As it was a Thursday night it was time to hit up my regular spot, though tonight I saw that it was overrun by RSD guys (though perhaps I’d just never noticed a lot of them before). Regardless, I just executed the standard program. After the first two hours of mingling and chilling I started to hit my groove. Had a make out with a hot home girl (She saved her number to my phone as suzy party kiwi girl ) then started to smash some sets up hard. Got in with a group of 3 Norwegian girls, 2 of whom were very nice. Did a couple of take-aways on them without realizing it before I bounced back again, amped up the convo, and started making out with one that I liked while the other 2 went to the dance floor. We joined them shortly afterwards and things got interesting.
I took out a packet of large mints and found that I only had 2 left. I took one for myself and then the other cute one (who I hadn’t made out with) asked me for the one left so I gave it to her. At this point the girl I’d been making out with protested and said she wanted it, so her friend simply leaned over and gave it too her mouth-to-mouth. Then they started making out porn star style. Not one to miss an opportunity I grabbed the back of both their heads and got in on it while the 3rd girl just stood back and took pictures. 3-way Norweigian makeout. Win. After about 30 seconds of this, the girl who’d initiated the make-out went over to talk to the 3rd friend while the girl I’d been with originally pulled me back in for more mouth rape. When I looked up 1 minute later – the other 2 girls were gone, and we were alone. Mine was just standing there looking blankly at me, like she was waiting for me to act.
So I did.
I took her by the hand and walked her off the dance floor,
out of the bar,
down the road,
across the street,
into my apartment,
and onto my bed.
At no stage did she give so much as an afterthought of resistance. Typical Scandinavian deal: Fully tanned tight body, smooth shaven, sex kitten antics. This is why I play.
Too work on: Could have been a threesome opportunity in there but the 3rd girl sort of threw a spanner in those works. Still, I shouldn’t complain too much.
26/11/11 Jeffy Hotseat
8 hours of video footage will take it’s toll on you. I don’t feel the need to write up an awfully detailed review of this given the deluge of feedback you can on the success stories forums – so I’ll keep it brief. Most of the night time footage didn’t phase me so much. If I had a camera filming some of the things I’ve done in this game it wouldn’t be far off. The big difference would be the consistency with which I do this. RSD should take this as a compliment though. It's the only 'method' I've ever used and before I got into it I was just about as bad as you can imagine. That hot girl SNL's fail to get me super excited nowdays is a testament to my transformation via RSD.
Tylers stuff amazed me though. The man is living proof that the looks argument is a redundant one – cos’ that is one ugly, demented sumbitch getting awesome results :D His street pull of the Mexican hottie was very impressive. As was the aura of mad calmness and control that he enjoys bringing into sets – it’s something that I like to do myself - and this was it at its best.
Jeffy’s day game was also something where I learned a fuck ton, given that I do just about 0 day game. It’s quite hard-hitting to see what is essentially, a cartoon character, owning up in all regards during broad daylight. And as always, I enjoyed Alex’s stuff as ultimately his ‘normal’ style(AKA beating tests, range of emotions, relaxed arousal) is the one that I feel is most applicable to my own personality.
By the time it finished at 12:30am I was exhausted, but went out since everyone else was. Our little gang (King Rat, Moey, Calo) decided to head to Argyle since we had the usual Saturday dilemma of not knowing where to head. As it turned out, the final night of BC was also been held there, and a ton of RSD dudes were there on top of that.
It wasn’t a wildly successful night for myself though. Despite been psyched up from 8 hours of indepth pickup footage, EVERY FUCKING GIRL I approached had a world weariness of having already been hit up by 20 RSD dudes before me - and try as I did, I just couldn’t break through that barrier. That or they were married/there with their Fiancee etc. The night just lurched along and nothing went anywhere. Fucking Argyle, it’s a venue I continually do substandard at. Christ knows why I come here. Around 2:30am, Little Miss Norway from Thursday night hit me up and wanted to know if we could go for a round 2. So when the club closed I took the easy roots option. Good roots though. And she didn't totally rule out the threesome opportunity with her friend :p
Too work on: Finding a legit Saturday night venue
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Overall, if you have the means if going to these events, check 'em out. I tentatively rate myself as intermediate/advanced and I still found myself learning things. The difference between myself and the elite game level of instructor game is basically a compliation of subtleties. I feel as though I absorbed at least a few more of these with the Hot Seat.
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Martin Crowe
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Join Date: 11/11/2008 | Posts: 507
always enjoy reading your thread.
how long did it take you to learn italian living in italy? how proactive were you in terms of lessons and advice from people?
cheers
- I'd never learned another language before (including Italian).
- My course was in English and didn't include Italian lessons
- The Milanese are mostly cunts who left me disenfranchised towards trying to endear myself to them.
- The majority of my friends were from everywhere else in Europe.
I did do an intensive 2 week course in Milan - but this only allowed me to speak 'advanced tourist' Italian.
It wasn't until next year when I moved to Bologna that I really got significantly better. This was because:
- I did a 8 week intensive Italian course.
- I had a job at an Italian company.
- The Bolognese are an awesome/friendly people and I made lots of local friends there where I really wanted to practise with them constantly.
- I realised that to live there for 2 years and not speak at least decent Italian afterwards would be a tragedy.
As a relevant sidenote - LANGUAGE CLASSES IN EUROPE ARE THE MOST UNDERATED RESOURCE ON EARTH FOR HOOKING UP
I am deadly fucking serious. I cleaned up here and my game was nowhere near as good as it's been lately. For starters the classes are 70 - 80% girls (Often hot German, Scandinavian, East European etc) and good language schools will organise lots of social events together. As for the other guys making up numbers - they are mostly foreign Asian students with all the game of a dead albatross. That being said I did meet a few really cool dudes from all over who I'm still good mates with. Oh and you also get to learn another language which is an awesome skill to have.
I think I'll actually write a piece about this since it is something which has yet to be mentioned on here.
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