THE FORUMS

I ignore 'life stories' at the beginning of reviews... but this intro is an update from the Jeffy Bootcamp. I feel this info is useful for any alumni who've taken or plan to take more than one program. I'll keep it simple. Read below the dotted line if you want strictly program info.

The post-Jeffy months have been littered with both massive success and massive inner-turmoil. Everytime I tried to consistently apply my newly found mentality I was hit head-on with conflicts from my life at home. I'm sure all alumni can relate. We've surrounded ourselves with walls of bullshit to keep us bouncing back into the chode interior.

I now live in New York. I've had sexual success with women so much more attractive and fun than anyone I've known in the past few years, that my old mindset baffles me. I'm more focused on my own goals, my own pushing forward as a man, etc. Typical self-help results I'm sure we've all come to see on marketing campaigns.

Well. Shit wasn't together. That's the easiest way I can say it. The really tough struggles I took to push that hard against the immense walls back home had taken a TREMENDOUS toll on my actual, practically implied game and my perspectives towards it. You won't kill a part of yourself without it fighting back and leaving scars. I'd changed so much so fast that my state of mind before all of this was becoming a fuzzy memory. Which isn't all good, because my BOOTCAMP ITSELF was before all of this.

Anyway... to cut to the point, I needed a refresher. I was coming full-circle and had become less dominant. I had some growing pains and inner negativity related to the massive field experience and relationship experience since pushing forward from the bootcamp.

Honestly... I wasn't sure I needed this. In truth I probably could've kept going out and would've been fine. But I knew, from both a recent relationship and a plateau that I was hitting in field... that I needed to completely shatter anything preventing me from being dominant. I needed more than that... I needed a role model to show me that being a fucking asshole monster was feasible in relating to a woman.

So OF COURSE... I chose Mike :). And given that he'd be in Vegas with Tyler, I figured I'd go there. I expected a mere refresher course... something to reinforce my dedication towards keeping my mentality in this direction at all costs... but it had WAYY more value than that. Here we go:
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Night one:--

I'm sharing a room with a guy who's also on the bootcamp, we'll call him Whitey. We meet the other two students ('Webby' and 'Monsta' is what we'll call them) at the lounge in Planet Hollywood. Alex, Tyler, Randy, Mike, and Oljay (Tyler's wing from Honolulu) are there to start off the night. We go over backgrounds, goals, and Mike tells us about what to be focusing on, what mindsets we should stray away from for the night, and how to get the most out of them. He mentions specifically that we need to all be projecting our voices louder than we had been if we were planning to even be looked at twice by the ADD party girls in Vegas, who're being approached more than anywhere else one can imagine.

We start hitting up smaller venues on the way to the big one, and we've split into two groups. Tyler has me trying for a makeout and opening with random shit to get out of any restrictive mentality.

Alex demo's a set in which he uses straight C/F and vocal projection to call girls over to our group from another area of the Lounge entrance. He winds up getting their numbers, and she wound up calling him that night and the next day. But he didn't fuck her... because he's teaching a fucking program! At least I don't THINK he did...? He also does some demo's of venue changing girls with whom we don't even have a strong vibe of familiarity yet by simply being dominating. Beautiful stuff.

We wind up at probably one of the toughest venues I've been to in Vegas given the atmosphere of drunk cold-approaches... the Circle Bar at the Hard Rock. We're pushing the ticket with sets... stopping moving ones with poor logistics, pushing hard for venue changes and sexual tension... etc. Webby and I almost pull, but my girl gets a strange, very distant and dismissive vibe suddenly once we've venue changed. He winds up making out with his in her hotel, but claims something was off about her as well.

The demos were AWESOME that night. And Mike had shown dozens of great examples as to how cave-manning gets you blown out... but also gets you IN. He and Tyler repeatedly showed awesome example of how PUAs are just ordinary dudes... with merely extraordinary drives and beliefs fueled by experience and results.

Mike and Tyler give GREAT insight at the debriefing that night. As well as general theory from Mike's end about why our conversations seem to matter so much when they don't.

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Night 2, the TRANSFORMATION, BALLS-to-the-WALL night:

My mission tonight is to be trying for a make-out with every single set. To be blown out for aggression rather than being kind and flirty. The general mentality going around was "You can be the guy that flirts with them. Or you could be the guy that takes them home and fucks them.". I had to aim for .

Mike gave me some personal advice about my general game and my own beliefs... how they probably differ from his. He shared some personal info about what drives him to keep pushing the ticket the way he does that other people probably don't have. It was really, REALLY useful... and it's still helping me now. I'm not going to repeat it because it seemed personal, though I may be wrong, but seriously, Mike -- thanks!

Soon I was grabbing girls roughly and being blown out. I was getting an asshole look and much alarm from the first few sets I tried, and Mike gave me feedback about slight tweaks to make.

Later I was escalating on a hot woman whose husband was standing right next to her. She loved it... I KNOW she did... in fact she kept reiterating that I wasn't a bad guy. Her husband was pretty pissed though, and as I kept turning her away, chatting her up and being very sexual, his friend leaned in to Tyler and said "You need to get your friend out of here.", although it was in a chode, middle-aged undertone. Tyler wigned for a while but eventually had me turn around.

Most of the rest of the night is a blur... but here are the highlights:

I got several blow-outs in trying to make out. I think I had about 2 'partial' pecks on the cheek, open mouth, but no go for the tongue down.

-I hooked an entire group and started vibing heavily with the girl. She was down for whatever. Isolation, moving anywhere in the bar, etc. But she wouldn't kiss me. Not for more than like a second. I then kept flirting with her friends, and did some takeaways when she was annoying me. Also, when she was distant to me I would open other sets. I hooked one plainly from dancing, this girl is AT LEAST a 9. Hot. Danced with her in front of everyone, and upon getting her name, went straight for the tongue-down. No resistance. She said she'd take me to the VIP section with her but my having a penis was an issue. Got her number, made out with her again for a sec...
And then went back to the other set! She was a bit pissed but I kept being flirty and dancing. She wasn't resisting kino. I kept flirting with her friends too. Got her number in case I didn't see her again... because I was gonna plow through some more sets. Oh, and this time... she kissed me open mouth for like 5-7 seconds. But she pulled back again, though I could tell she was into it and said "Hey, let's not make out in the club! It's just tacky..". I said "hmm. I can respect that.", and kissed her again as I kept my arm wrapped around her. We were at the bar at this point.

I don't really remember the next sets well. I recall hooking a girl from San Fran away from her friends and getting her number. She ignored the drag away attempt. I went in pretty direct, too. I also went into an AMOG set and pulled a girl away. Heavy kino and dominating. The AMOG tried to push in and actually grabbed my hand, but I pulled away without flinching (Already had two near-physical, intimidating run-ins with AMOGS thus far in Vegas. At this point I was immune. Tyler and Mike are good frames to borrow for dealing with this shit positively). I wound up making out with her, though I SERIOUSLY can't remember what I was doing besides being a fucking caveman. She was down, but it was a bit repressed. Not a full, all out tongue down. I got her hooked as I was walking off, though, and did a takeaway without looking back. It wasn't asshole or overcompensating-ish. It was considerate and indifferent, but obvious about sexual interest.

I realized from that one that I was EXHAUSTED. This mental caveman shift had WORN ME OUT both mentally and actually. Even though I'd slept all day.

So I was in a set later and kept plowing through when that girl from before came and grabbed me. The set I was holding immediately turned away and I slammed the girl, we'll call her Cali, into the wall.

We made out and she made me move away from her friends. Kept wall-slamming. It was done. Another girl I'd hooked from earlier in the night who had blown me off stopped by for a second and chatted me, very interested. I bet I could've fucked her too. She was actually a bit hotter. Instead I stuck with what I had.

She kept saying she COULDN'T and that it just wasn't happening. I would keep barely mentioning that it probably wouldn't... definitely not later if not right now, and kept wall-slamming her. I also showed that if she didn't want to... I was fine and would keep having fun. And that I wasn't gonna wait for her to be 'ok' with it. Eventually I led her down steps and she kept stopping saying 'no' and that 'she has to go back'. When she did this I would simply pick her up over my shoulder. Or wrap her around my waist and make out with her.

Went down the steps and kept being told by cops, guards, and suited chodes to put her down. I would use the clearing of walkways as an excuse to keep dragging her a little further. But at both the casino entrance, the club entrance, and WITHIN the casino, she almost certainly turned back like 4 times. I kept cavemanning and showing indifference, using little mini-destinations like the next pillar or the end of the walkway to advance her forward.

Once she was out of the casino... done deal. Walked all the way back to my hotel and fucked her. She said before that she needed to get back to her hotel early. NOW, however... I was trying to get rid of her so that I could catch the debrief with the guys, but she kept trying to stall. Took me forever to get rid of her, and I got her number in case I'd be seeing her again.

Got to the debrief. Exhausted. Great burger. MORE great insights. Got the number of a blonde among two hot girls sitting next to us. She wound up flaking, but fuck it. She LOVED me right then and there. But it was late and logistics were bad.

Killer state. Killer night. I was back. Monsta pulled that night too... a girl hotter than mine.

I never would've pushed this hard or plowed this aggressively if it hadn't been for Mike's no-bullshit attitude. He was extremely strict on me because he knew I wouldn't take it personally, and it helped LOADS.

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Night three:

We met up at PH again and went upstairs to a quieter area for the seminar. We basically discussed our long-term goals for this stuff and how we'd be applying them... as well as our goals for the last night. Tyler was listing many pitfalls for us not to fall into, and gave us some feedback and insight that was individually-based.

We went to a REALLY tough venue at first. Rough logistics. I'm hooking sets but not really going anywhere. I'm not alone. TD pulls the plug and we head back to the venue from last night. And because we went through hell at the venue before, we tear up the more familiar one.

I opened my first set and Tyler leaned in after like 45 seconds and said "go for the make-out. now!" She definitely wasn't into it fully, but I kept going for it. Kissing her cheeks, telling her to "plant one on me" and stuff. Didn't really happen. Afterwards Tyler said to me "yeah dude, that girl was a complete chode. But good job!".

I pulled a 15-second make-out with a 9 walking by. She was saying stuff about going to the bathroom. I just went in direct and said, "so-n-so (i forget her name), I'm planting one on you," and just went for it. No tongue down, but she loved it, open-mouth for like 10 seconds... I'm the one that pulled away. She said "come find me". I grabbed her hand as she squeezed back and said "definitely". Never saw her again lol.

I think I recall 2-3 more semi-makeouts and about 1 more successful one. Honestly it became a haze. I was just trying to makeout with whomever.

Oh yeah, I remember getting these two girls dancing, who were with a gay guy. I wound up kissing one, and she went ADD on me. Her friend was a redhead, and was even more into me and more sexual. Spun her around and made out with her too. This was another semi-make out. She was into it though... just not into her friend seeing. I wound up losing the set.

My caveman-ness came out on this night. I got AMOGed 2-3 times, and my way of dealing with it was to just pick the girl up and move her 5 feet away. lol the guys would just disappear.

Oh, I also kissed a stewardess, but her jealous Indian friend drug her away. Bitch. God I hate Indian girls.

Night three was definitely just a night of plowing and cave-manning like it was my last day on Earth. These new mannerisms were beginning to internalize.

Tyler gave us a hell of a de-brief and talked to us about what it takes to keep things going, what mindsets to adopt, and the biggest barriers for consistency due to post-bootcamp egos and expectations.

I know this sounds like one big fucking brag report... but my game is NEVER this CONSISTENTLY good. I've definitely pushed past my plateau... further than I'd imagined I would.

------ Day 4. No instructors, but come on. It's Vegas!!

I call Monsta to meet me at the Hard Rock's daytime party. I get the girl with whom I was dancing first on Night one to meet me with her friends.

Long story short, the place is nuts. We go wild. The girl still is giving me issues about kissing, but I keep moving her around and being generally dominating. I try taking her to my room upstairs, and she keeps being unreal with me and saying "lets go back". Well now I'm pissed because she's not treating me like a real person so I say, "yeah. I'm staying here. Go back to your friends." I just stick to my frame of not giving a fuck. I give her the gift of missing me.

In truth, and I probably shouldn't be writing this, but I almost fucking cried. The transition away from my girly, respectful beliefs towards women into this self-concerned caveman was so damaging to my former chode that I kept fighting back tears. The mental transformation was fucking tough. Seriously. I felt as though a part of me was dying.

I went back out and saw Tyler, Oljay, and Alex. The party's the biggest in the area during this day, so I assume they were unwinding. I just hung out with them and showed the girl that I didn't really care.

I then went back to her and just did whatever I wanted. Made out with her. Fucked around with her top. She was still a bit resistant but much less. And I was seriously getting to the point where I couldn't care less about what the fuck she thought. She took her top off at one point. Things got a little crazy among the group. Let's just say we had two pumped up RSD alumni, and three RSD staff.

Eventually Monsta and I venue changed them to get food. She had a flight to Toronto in an hour. She's coming to NYC to hook up this weekend. :)


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Okay. Hope you're still with me.

The program was very intense. I didn't think that it would still be that intense given what I'd already experienced... but damn. It was just as powerful as the last.

I think the results are self-evident this time. Tyler and Mike knew very well that I needed some pushing to the next level... and they went out of their way to make sure I had it jackhammered into my brain.

I love these guys. Seriously. Best. pickup company. in. the. fucking. world.

This coming from a guy who's experienced plenty of them.

And I'll mention one more thing. We didn't learn a single routine. The entire weekend.

In fact the only way of opening that I really learned from Tyler was non-verbal and based on vibing. Great stuff.

I would typically go back over this, edit some things to be more clear, and write something endearing about the coaches and about how transformed I am at the end. Not that I don't feel warm and unfathomably grateful towards them... but fuck it. These guys aren't about mental masturbation. They're about results. And here they are.

Take this info for what you will. No program is a 'repeat' for this company. And no 'transformational weekend' with them will ever be 'taking it easy'.

Thanks again for giving me incentive to come, Tyler. Thanks to Alex for being a ganster pimp who did sick demos and kept us focused on getting what we wanted from the program. And thanks especially to Mike for bringing out the fucking monster in me.

For what it's worth... I finally felt at ease in my new city apartment, and with my new growing identity for the first time since I started making these major shifts post San-Fran.

And for the record... Jeffy's still my hero.

Word.