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I remember seeing you guys come in on Day 2, and Day 3, and noticing how you changed in small ways. How you walk, talk, etc...nice work man. And now you've got a guy asking you to teach him. Haha. Sickk, your world's turned around now.
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iWill was on FIRE from the moment he hit the door of the Park. I choded around, and had moderate success that night, filled with anxiety and not having fun. I don't know what the fuck, but I was not able to turn it on until far later in the evening. Because I was on bootcamp? I can't remember what I was thinking that night, so it must not have been that clear.
There was one asian girl, a cute 7.5 or so, who I could have at least had a makeout with, and probably coulda taken her home, but for some reason I didn't push it. I don't know what it was... just very timid and feeling intimidated that night by the whole thing, so I was up at my limit just talking and joking around, and that's what I did Friday night. Just getting my feet wet.
But the next night at this classy joint called 235 on the top of a building a block south of the Empire State Building... my nimbus ignite-eth... maybe cuz I'm an old fart, I was just more comfortable walking through the door of a classy place. I felt totally at home there, like James Bond. I'm working on taking this comfort to ANY venue... That's important to NEVER place the reason for a certain state outside myself, but to ALWAYS take full responsibility for my state, no excuses. However, I was comfortable at 235. So I started opening sets with no need for an instructor to push me. I just went. And had fun all night. 4 hours passed and it was suddenly 2am, and I had no idea of the passage of time. I did the phone numbers exchange with half a dozen gals, all of them 8 or better. I didn't have any makeouts, I realized because I did not push myself up the kino escalation ladder - I was trying to build attraction entirely verbally. In short, I was afraid of the claw, except for one incident.
One interesting thing DID happen at 235, behind some trees where no RSD instructors could see me, heheh. So this is the first anybody has heard about it. I was talking to this 2-set of a 7 and an 8.5 and they were Columbia Phd's with their shields up. They said these guys keep coming up to them and LYING, they keep saying the same fucking thing over and over "I have to get out of here in 10 minutes..." the false time constraint thing. They were utterly disgusted. I told them straight up, because they are intelligent gals, that there are 3 competing teaching groups at the venue that night, and that I am part of one group. They said, well, YOU should be instructing because you are smooth. And I said "thank you, but no. We don't use a bunch of techniques... all we do is get up there and SOCIALIZE and talk to people from the heart, and learn control over ourSELVES." They gave me THAT LOOK instantly after I said that. So I said, "Here, let me show you a TECHNIQUE that you might see tonight or some other time..."
So then I immediately clawed them in both at the same time close to my head with my arms around their shoulders. We were in a huddled trio and I said, "I need a female opinion on something. Do women or men lie more?" And I swear I was sooooooo close to making out with both of those smart ladies right there, but I didn't. Next time I will. It was magic though.
The CLAW is not a toy. I trust the claw. You must know how and when to apply it. But that is where I am going next...
My work will consist of:
1. figure out how to ignite my nimbus consistently... that is a MUST.
2. more and more approaches, and working out my approach anxiety.
3. consistent application of the claw at all phases of the kino escalation.
A magical boot camp. Very high quality instruction. As I said in another post, I went into bootcamp NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO. And now....... I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO. And must practice it, to work out the roughness. But soon...... soon my friends.... I will be a force to be reckoned with.
As will iWill and all the dudes on the bootcamp... the cool thing was seeing all those guys have their strengths that they bring to the table...
Andrew
There was one asian girl, a cute 7.5 or so, who I could have at least had a makeout with, and probably coulda taken her home, but for some reason I didn't push it. I don't know what it was... just very timid and feeling intimidated that night by the whole thing, so I was up at my limit just talking and joking around, and that's what I did Friday night. Just getting my feet wet.
But the next night at this classy joint called 235 on the top of a building a block south of the Empire State Building... my nimbus ignite-eth... maybe cuz I'm an old fart, I was just more comfortable walking through the door of a classy place. I felt totally at home there, like James Bond. I'm working on taking this comfort to ANY venue... That's important to NEVER place the reason for a certain state outside myself, but to ALWAYS take full responsibility for my state, no excuses. However, I was comfortable at 235. So I started opening sets with no need for an instructor to push me. I just went. And had fun all night. 4 hours passed and it was suddenly 2am, and I had no idea of the passage of time. I did the phone numbers exchange with half a dozen gals, all of them 8 or better. I didn't have any makeouts, I realized because I did not push myself up the kino escalation ladder - I was trying to build attraction entirely verbally. In short, I was afraid of the claw, except for one incident.
One interesting thing DID happen at 235, behind some trees where no RSD instructors could see me, heheh. So this is the first anybody has heard about it. I was talking to this 2-set of a 7 and an 8.5 and they were Columbia Phd's with their shields up. They said these guys keep coming up to them and LYING, they keep saying the same fucking thing over and over "I have to get out of here in 10 minutes..." the false time constraint thing. They were utterly disgusted. I told them straight up, because they are intelligent gals, that there are 3 competing teaching groups at the venue that night, and that I am part of one group. They said, well, YOU should be instructing because you are smooth. And I said "thank you, but no. We don't use a bunch of techniques... all we do is get up there and SOCIALIZE and talk to people from the heart, and learn control over ourSELVES." They gave me THAT LOOK instantly after I said that. So I said, "Here, let me show you a TECHNIQUE that you might see tonight or some other time..."
So then I immediately clawed them in both at the same time close to my head with my arms around their shoulders. We were in a huddled trio and I said, "I need a female opinion on something. Do women or men lie more?" And I swear I was sooooooo close to making out with both of those smart ladies right there, but I didn't. Next time I will. It was magic though.
The CLAW is not a toy. I trust the claw. You must know how and when to apply it. But that is where I am going next...
My work will consist of:
1. figure out how to ignite my nimbus consistently... that is a MUST.
2. more and more approaches, and working out my approach anxiety.
3. consistent application of the claw at all phases of the kino escalation.
A magical boot camp. Very high quality instruction. As I said in another post, I went into bootcamp NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO. And now....... I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO. And must practice it, to work out the roughness. But soon...... soon my friends.... I will be a force to be reckoned with.
As will iWill and all the dudes on the bootcamp... the cool thing was seeing all those guys have their strengths that they bring to the table...
Andrew
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The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
SATURDAY
I slept like a baby yesterday. I was on a high.
Superconference was the shit, I had to leave for an hour to go and nap so I would have energy for the night. Some highlights that Tyler talked about: not giving a fuck what people think about you, that a real man gets his “State” from himself and women get their “State” from their environment.
He showed the salad opener, the pounce which was really cool to see his subcommunication and tonality. There was virtually no overlap between superconference and bootcamp but it was awesome to do both concurrently as Tyler was explaining all the visceral reactions I was having from having my inner chode fight my transformation.
SATURDAY NIGHT
Tonite we get another student who’s doing a refresher. I’ll call him LongIslandDonnieBrasco.
This the night we get access to the RSD arsenal of openers, routines, etc. Regardless, I was pretty happy to get this. A lot of them are ones you’ve heard of if you read Jlaix’s posts or read routines on the internet. Ie. Role play, challenging, kino, push/pull. etc. It wasn’t about “button pushing” where you are dependent on the routines for a reaction, but rather think of them as a “magic 8 ball” where you can shake it up and call up a routine if the situation warrants.
I’m getting crazy approach anxiety, tight chest, clammyness, trouble breathing, this feeling in your gut that you have to take a gangsta shit, but you really don’t have to….
We go to a club called 230 – 5th a rooftop bar.
As Jeffy and Alex go over the game plan for tonight we get the staredown from a chode-train of 8 guys. I think are there other workshops going on? Little did I know…. How surreal this night would become.
I talk to this 4 set of 2 Brits HB8.5British, HB7.5British, and HB8.5Bitchy. I think I did the “I like salad opener.” I talk to them for about 10 minutes then they leave. Later on in the night, I re-enter the set and lick on the HB8.5British’s finger when she tells me her hand is sticky. She was disgusted, but couldn’t stop talking about it.
I was having trouble with HB8.5Bitchy …. Later on I saw a demo of Jeffy and Alex approaching this very same set and HB8.5Bitchy was super warm and friendly and eating out of Alex’s hand. That really showed me that it was MY subcommunication and I can't label the girl.
I approach a 2 set with one girl looking like Jennifer Grey from Dirty Dancing. I tell her I like salad…. She keeps interrupting me and tells me she is trying to figure out if I’m trying to make some sexual reference like “tossed salad.” It goes ok.
I’m getting some crazy responses to the salad opener such as: “Well I like lamb.”, “Caesar salad is fattening,” “I like steak,” “I don’t like those either.” But the “is this a sexual reference” was the funniest of the night.
The place quickly gets packed. It ends up being PUAcentralHQ. I end up seeing a few guys from Superconference out there, some NYC guys, Future from X method, Sebastian from Approach is there, there is some other guy AMOGing us (who I did not recognize) leading a workshop. Jeffy has a funny story about body checking that last guy.
There were a ton of X Method clones. Peacocking like it was back in 2004. There was literally this guy there dressed like Harry “fucking” Potter doing digital photo routine and all. I’m not dissing, just painting a picture of the place.
This one HB9BrunettePivot is running a workshop and she’s tooling me with these weird trance questions. The strange thing was that I was just minding my business talking to LongIslandDonnieBrasco and she starts tooling me. I can sense that she’s doing some jedi NLP shit on me, I can’t put my finger on it, but I know when I’m almost going in trance. I immediately stop her and reintroduce myself, saying perhaps we got off on the wrong foot and now and changing the topic and about to eject….. THEN…..
I am getting AMOGed by Christian from C-A-ts. I’m just standing there thinking WTF is going on here? He does the alpha nice thing where he says,
“Hi, I’m from C-arts. Where are you from? Are you on bootcamp? I like your shirt. Where did you get it?”
The moment I begin answer, he ignores me and starts playing with his Treo cell phone. I guess I am a community nerd because it was somewhat cool to watch that shit firsthand, yet… I’m STILL thinking to myself…. How am I getting AMOGed if I’m not even talking to girls? This shit is insane.
Why? Because this was the 10 minutes when I was trying to regroup between sets and was actually not in pickup mode.
I’ve always heard that NYC has certain venues that are packed with PUA’s and workshops but this was ridiculous. You know how everyone is all worried about how the VH1 Pickup artist show will affect the Game? I’m not worried anymore. That venue felt like PUA Vietnam yet there was no scarcity of girls to talk to and I was still doing fine. This actually gave me a lot of confidence because I was on fire and didn’t give a shit anymore.
And you have to understand that this is coming from a guy who just 2 days before was having anxiety attacks at the thought of talking to a girl.
The shit just started getting so surreal and ridiculous that I'm just laughing....
By this time I had stopped using openers with words. All my stuff was direct either by kino or by saying whatever bullshit came to mind after I walked up.
It was so strange that by now I turned this into a routine....
My "new" opener after a few of those pricey NYC drinks was....
"hey... this is a strange question.... but has anyone asked you 'who lies more, men or women?' (in a cheesy voice) men.... men... women.... ok....
check this out....
Ever see that preview for that VH1 show 'the pickup artist?'... well see those guys.... they are like that guy.... even down to the costumes and lipstick.
(in a creepy voice) Hi, I'm iWill.... I'm a needy douchebag.... watch me look at where I touch you before I do it.... here's the creepy 5 minute awkward hand on your back.... (I learned this from Jeffy)
So I did this to a bachelorette party of 3 that was giving me approach invitation. I see a guy get blown out by these girls.... I walk up … give them a weird stare…. They introduce themselves and then I do the above routine to them.... with the Pickup Artist Opinion Opener right after that guy....
So they are hooked.... I claw in a bridesmaid... start making out with her within 5 minutes.... we go to downstairs dance floor... she buys me a drink. (Yes folks, another girl buying me a drink, this is too weird). These girls are from Virginia as well.
The bridemaid hbfreaky7 was telling me what a “teradactyl” is. I guess it’s a sexual term for doing a girl doggy style, then pulling the sheets and making teradactyl noises. I retell her story but with kinoing, bending her over doggy style, spanking her, pulling her hair, grabbing her hips, making out with her. Then I tell her the “Brooklyn Tunnel” story from last nite. She got the term teradactyl from urbandictionary (dot) com then I proceed to tell her about moobs (dot) com and hotchickswithdouchebags (dot) com.
LongIslandDonnieBrasco is like “shit, I see someone who is trying to kill me.” (He was actually serious, so we have to go downstairs. That’s why I gave him that nickname. On a sidenote, that was a great way to venue change.... lol)
We take shots and I dance with bachelorette then make out with bridesmaid caveman-style some more. Bridesmaid says as I’m making out with her, "do not make out with the bachelorette... she's in love with her fiance."
It was odd, almost like she was daring/telling me. Simultaneously my reticular activation system picks up on the fact that the bachelorrette is putting on lipgloss...
I remember watching the Bad-Boy youtube video where he shows the girl putting on lipstick and preening.
I remember that 'the claw always wins' and claw in the bachelorette and start making out with her. She pulls away after 10 seconds and says she is getting married but mission accomplished. I could have pushed it further but I'm in shock. They leave to another bar. Me and LongIslandDonnieBrasco are like, “shit, did I really just do that with the bachelorette party?” He got the bride’s maids phone number. This is awesome.
Rather than getting excited that I just made out with 2 girls in a bachelorette party within 30 minutes.... I was shocked that it was so easy as to grab them and make out with them (and they weren't drunk).
It really was a mindfuck that these 'good girls' that my inner-afc put on the pussy pedestal could do this on her bachelorette party. I mean logically I know it happens... but to see it... and actually do it.... kinda screwed me up for the night as my realities were being shattered. I’m emotionally drained.
My roommate Dave who was at Superconference with me is talking to some hb9naomicampbell looking chick so I wing the fatty obstacle he is with so he can isolate. Jeffy comes in and does a demo of just saying random shit and rubbing her vag and I’m laughing my ass off. I look at pictures from the night and I'm like wow, that fatty was bad. Dave owes me the Golden Wingman award.
We debrief and to be honest I was very depressed. I went back to the hotel with FoodBuddha and was really disappointed in myself for not pushing myself more. I was only going after the girls I thought I could get 6,7’s. (Later while writing up this FR I realized I did approach 9’s)
HUH?????
I’m DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF for only going after HB6’s and 7’s? And succeeding? WTF???? Just 3 days before I was scared to approach and now I am not giving a shit what anyone thinks and going for glory.
That’s how potent this shit is. As Saad told me, this RSD Bootcamp is like steroids! In 2 days, I’m doing things with intention that previously would ONLY happen to me by luck.
I talked to RSD Nathan back to the hotel and he gave me some great advice. He showed me variations on the Claw, and we role played different situations in the lobby. I really picked his brain. He was very helpful. Talking with him really calmed me down a lot.
I was totally mindfucked by what I accomplished tonite. Even though I did all this, I still felt like a failure. My mind could not process the good things that happened. I could only see that I was not worthy to talk to tougher sets with hot girls.
I could feel my inner chode fighting, in that hotel lobby I had the breakdowns and breakthroughs that “I” have been the one LIMITING MYSELF. And I’ve been self-defeating all these years. My reality of women of what they are, what they won’t do, etc was shattered. I was getting sick.
I couldn’t sleep. I was tossing and turning. My roommate almost had a 3 some with the HB9NaomiCampbell chick but still got a lay. I was stoked and jealous at the same time. I’m the one on bootcamp dammit!
:D
Things I learned:
-I can get away with almost anything if I'm indifferent.
-Have fun. Opener doesn’t matter.
-I’m not pushing myself enough.
-Hotter chicks can actually be easier to talk to than ugly girls because the ugly girls think you are screwing with them for practice.
-I deserve hot women.
-Talk to girls like they are little Eric Cartman’s and they are there for my amusement and not be reaction seeking.
-Focus on my successes not my failures.
[to be continued]
I slept like a baby yesterday. I was on a high.
Superconference was the shit, I had to leave for an hour to go and nap so I would have energy for the night. Some highlights that Tyler talked about: not giving a fuck what people think about you, that a real man gets his “State” from himself and women get their “State” from their environment.
He showed the salad opener, the pounce which was really cool to see his subcommunication and tonality. There was virtually no overlap between superconference and bootcamp but it was awesome to do both concurrently as Tyler was explaining all the visceral reactions I was having from having my inner chode fight my transformation.
SATURDAY NIGHT
Tonite we get another student who’s doing a refresher. I’ll call him LongIslandDonnieBrasco.
This the night we get access to the RSD arsenal of openers, routines, etc. Regardless, I was pretty happy to get this. A lot of them are ones you’ve heard of if you read Jlaix’s posts or read routines on the internet. Ie. Role play, challenging, kino, push/pull. etc. It wasn’t about “button pushing” where you are dependent on the routines for a reaction, but rather think of them as a “magic 8 ball” where you can shake it up and call up a routine if the situation warrants.
I’m getting crazy approach anxiety, tight chest, clammyness, trouble breathing, this feeling in your gut that you have to take a gangsta shit, but you really don’t have to….
We go to a club called 230 – 5th a rooftop bar.
As Jeffy and Alex go over the game plan for tonight we get the staredown from a chode-train of 8 guys. I think are there other workshops going on? Little did I know…. How surreal this night would become.
I talk to this 4 set of 2 Brits HB8.5British, HB7.5British, and HB8.5Bitchy. I think I did the “I like salad opener.” I talk to them for about 10 minutes then they leave. Later on in the night, I re-enter the set and lick on the HB8.5British’s finger when she tells me her hand is sticky. She was disgusted, but couldn’t stop talking about it.
I was having trouble with HB8.5Bitchy …. Later on I saw a demo of Jeffy and Alex approaching this very same set and HB8.5Bitchy was super warm and friendly and eating out of Alex’s hand. That really showed me that it was MY subcommunication and I can't label the girl.
I approach a 2 set with one girl looking like Jennifer Grey from Dirty Dancing. I tell her I like salad…. She keeps interrupting me and tells me she is trying to figure out if I’m trying to make some sexual reference like “tossed salad.” It goes ok.
I’m getting some crazy responses to the salad opener such as: “Well I like lamb.”, “Caesar salad is fattening,” “I like steak,” “I don’t like those either.” But the “is this a sexual reference” was the funniest of the night.
The place quickly gets packed. It ends up being PUAcentralHQ. I end up seeing a few guys from Superconference out there, some NYC guys, Future from X method, Sebastian from Approach is there, there is some other guy AMOGing us (who I did not recognize) leading a workshop. Jeffy has a funny story about body checking that last guy.
There were a ton of X Method clones. Peacocking like it was back in 2004. There was literally this guy there dressed like Harry “fucking” Potter doing digital photo routine and all. I’m not dissing, just painting a picture of the place.
This one HB9BrunettePivot is running a workshop and she’s tooling me with these weird trance questions. The strange thing was that I was just minding my business talking to LongIslandDonnieBrasco and she starts tooling me. I can sense that she’s doing some jedi NLP shit on me, I can’t put my finger on it, but I know when I’m almost going in trance. I immediately stop her and reintroduce myself, saying perhaps we got off on the wrong foot and now and changing the topic and about to eject….. THEN…..
I am getting AMOGed by Christian from C-A-ts. I’m just standing there thinking WTF is going on here? He does the alpha nice thing where he says,
“Hi, I’m from C-arts. Where are you from? Are you on bootcamp? I like your shirt. Where did you get it?”
The moment I begin answer, he ignores me and starts playing with his Treo cell phone. I guess I am a community nerd because it was somewhat cool to watch that shit firsthand, yet… I’m STILL thinking to myself…. How am I getting AMOGed if I’m not even talking to girls? This shit is insane.
Why? Because this was the 10 minutes when I was trying to regroup between sets and was actually not in pickup mode.
I’ve always heard that NYC has certain venues that are packed with PUA’s and workshops but this was ridiculous. You know how everyone is all worried about how the VH1 Pickup artist show will affect the Game? I’m not worried anymore. That venue felt like PUA Vietnam yet there was no scarcity of girls to talk to and I was still doing fine. This actually gave me a lot of confidence because I was on fire and didn’t give a shit anymore.
And you have to understand that this is coming from a guy who just 2 days before was having anxiety attacks at the thought of talking to a girl.
The shit just started getting so surreal and ridiculous that I'm just laughing....
By this time I had stopped using openers with words. All my stuff was direct either by kino or by saying whatever bullshit came to mind after I walked up.
It was so strange that by now I turned this into a routine....
My "new" opener after a few of those pricey NYC drinks was....
"hey... this is a strange question.... but has anyone asked you 'who lies more, men or women?' (in a cheesy voice) men.... men... women.... ok....
check this out....
Ever see that preview for that VH1 show 'the pickup artist?'... well see those guys.... they are like that guy.... even down to the costumes and lipstick.
(in a creepy voice) Hi, I'm iWill.... I'm a needy douchebag.... watch me look at where I touch you before I do it.... here's the creepy 5 minute awkward hand on your back.... (I learned this from Jeffy)
So I did this to a bachelorette party of 3 that was giving me approach invitation. I see a guy get blown out by these girls.... I walk up … give them a weird stare…. They introduce themselves and then I do the above routine to them.... with the Pickup Artist Opinion Opener right after that guy....
So they are hooked.... I claw in a bridesmaid... start making out with her within 5 minutes.... we go to downstairs dance floor... she buys me a drink. (Yes folks, another girl buying me a drink, this is too weird). These girls are from Virginia as well.
The bridemaid hbfreaky7 was telling me what a “teradactyl” is. I guess it’s a sexual term for doing a girl doggy style, then pulling the sheets and making teradactyl noises. I retell her story but with kinoing, bending her over doggy style, spanking her, pulling her hair, grabbing her hips, making out with her. Then I tell her the “Brooklyn Tunnel” story from last nite. She got the term teradactyl from urbandictionary (dot) com then I proceed to tell her about moobs (dot) com and hotchickswithdouchebags (dot) com.
LongIslandDonnieBrasco is like “shit, I see someone who is trying to kill me.” (He was actually serious, so we have to go downstairs. That’s why I gave him that nickname. On a sidenote, that was a great way to venue change.... lol)
We take shots and I dance with bachelorette then make out with bridesmaid caveman-style some more. Bridesmaid says as I’m making out with her, "do not make out with the bachelorette... she's in love with her fiance."
It was odd, almost like she was daring/telling me. Simultaneously my reticular activation system picks up on the fact that the bachelorrette is putting on lipgloss...
I remember watching the Bad-Boy youtube video where he shows the girl putting on lipstick and preening.
I remember that 'the claw always wins' and claw in the bachelorette and start making out with her. She pulls away after 10 seconds and says she is getting married but mission accomplished. I could have pushed it further but I'm in shock. They leave to another bar. Me and LongIslandDonnieBrasco are like, “shit, did I really just do that with the bachelorette party?” He got the bride’s maids phone number. This is awesome.
Rather than getting excited that I just made out with 2 girls in a bachelorette party within 30 minutes.... I was shocked that it was so easy as to grab them and make out with them (and they weren't drunk).
It really was a mindfuck that these 'good girls' that my inner-afc put on the pussy pedestal could do this on her bachelorette party. I mean logically I know it happens... but to see it... and actually do it.... kinda screwed me up for the night as my realities were being shattered. I’m emotionally drained.
My roommate Dave who was at Superconference with me is talking to some hb9naomicampbell looking chick so I wing the fatty obstacle he is with so he can isolate. Jeffy comes in and does a demo of just saying random shit and rubbing her vag and I’m laughing my ass off. I look at pictures from the night and I'm like wow, that fatty was bad. Dave owes me the Golden Wingman award.
We debrief and to be honest I was very depressed. I went back to the hotel with FoodBuddha and was really disappointed in myself for not pushing myself more. I was only going after the girls I thought I could get 6,7’s. (Later while writing up this FR I realized I did approach 9’s)
HUH?????
I’m DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF for only going after HB6’s and 7’s? And succeeding? WTF???? Just 3 days before I was scared to approach and now I am not giving a shit what anyone thinks and going for glory.
That’s how potent this shit is. As Saad told me, this RSD Bootcamp is like steroids! In 2 days, I’m doing things with intention that previously would ONLY happen to me by luck.
I talked to RSD Nathan back to the hotel and he gave me some great advice. He showed me variations on the Claw, and we role played different situations in the lobby. I really picked his brain. He was very helpful. Talking with him really calmed me down a lot.
I was totally mindfucked by what I accomplished tonite. Even though I did all this, I still felt like a failure. My mind could not process the good things that happened. I could only see that I was not worthy to talk to tougher sets with hot girls.
I could feel my inner chode fighting, in that hotel lobby I had the breakdowns and breakthroughs that “I” have been the one LIMITING MYSELF. And I’ve been self-defeating all these years. My reality of women of what they are, what they won’t do, etc was shattered. I was getting sick.
I couldn’t sleep. I was tossing and turning. My roommate almost had a 3 some with the HB9NaomiCampbell chick but still got a lay. I was stoked and jealous at the same time. I’m the one on bootcamp dammit!
:D Things I learned:
-I can get away with almost anything if I'm indifferent.
-Have fun. Opener doesn’t matter.
-I’m not pushing myself enough.
-Hotter chicks can actually be easier to talk to than ugly girls because the ugly girls think you are screwing with them for practice.
-I deserve hot women.
-Talk to girls like they are little Eric Cartman’s and they are there for my amusement and not be reaction seeking.
-Focus on my successes not my failures.
[to be continued]
Dude, I knew there were other groups there at 235, but I knew not the extent of their infiltration! The only person who Amogged me that night was YOU! hahaha. Somehow by Divine Providence I managed to sneakily maneuver around all those chodes and actually talked to a few of them individually at times, with no harm or anything. Not one AMOG by them. I was too strong that night.
BEHODE DA POWA UH DA HOEWY SHYNEENG NEEMBUS.
If readers have no idea what the nimbus is, as I didn't before the bootcamp, you MUST do yourself a favor and put yourself in the presence of a dude who HAS the NIMBUS so you can SEE IT and LEARN IT yourself.
Will - this is for you. I think your negativity that night is actually a GOOD THING. I bet something similar happened to you. You went into Bootcamp not really knowing what to do. Then you SAW what to do. Then you realized you weren't DOING IT... Then you felt negative... This is GOOD. Your work is cut out for you.
After I get my shit together here in New England, I'll be visiting Chicago for a little sarging expedition with you! Tat'll rok L8R
BEHODE DA POWA UH DA HOEWY SHYNEENG NEEMBUS.
If readers have no idea what the nimbus is, as I didn't before the bootcamp, you MUST do yourself a favor and put yourself in the presence of a dude who HAS the NIMBUS so you can SEE IT and LEARN IT yourself.
Will - this is for you. I think your negativity that night is actually a GOOD THING. I bet something similar happened to you. You went into Bootcamp not really knowing what to do. Then you SAW what to do. Then you realized you weren't DOING IT... Then you felt negative... This is GOOD. Your work is cut out for you.
After I get my shit together here in New England, I'll be visiting Chicago for a little sarging expedition with you! Tat'll rok L8R
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The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
Leadbelly Wrote:
Hey iWill,
I was wondering if you'd be interested in having a wing/student. I'd like to meet some other dudes in Chicago who have the same goal of improving their skills. Going out solo is proving to be bitch. I think I'd have some decent game if I could just get past the approach anxiety.
4 days ago, I got over my approach anxiety and today I guess I'm starting my own bootcamp company now. :p
Thanks Leadbelly, Holy shit, that's nuts, just when I thought my reality couldn't get any crazier.
I'm flattered but I'm just a regular guy who took a bootcamp. You really ought to take the RSD bootcamp. I had done 2 other bootcamps from other companies. RSD is the best. This shit is Pickup Steroids! Most professional and results oriented. I can't tell you how much it has changed my life and my outlook on women.
If you want to go out and wing sometime, PM me. I will be doing my 30 day challenge soon. I have another wing in town who is RSD alumni. You can meet up with us and feel the vibe. I'm not sure if I'd have much to teach.
If you want guys to go out with and wing, you should try finding the local l-air groups here and the project house. There is a Project Chicago house in town. In fact that's how I met Dave.
Jeffy + Alex are coming to town for a bootcamp this weekend, you can have the same amazing experience I had. You should call Stuart and see if it's sold out or not.
Andrew,
Did I really AMOG you? My bad. It was my Nimbus not me :D
I'd love for you to come out here, you are welcome anytime. You can crash at my place. My wing also did RSD so we can go out and Claw up the town.
Thanks for the compliments. I really saw a huge change in you as well. The really cool thing about you is that even though you chicken out, you NEVER make an excuse about the environment, you always take responsibility and that's a very good trait.
I actually did see you with those girls. You were doing well.
On Friday the best thing I learned was that I was too worried (in my head) about giving off a player vibe ... that it was stopping me from having fun.
Funny thing was that Saturday, you said I was on fire, I felt scared shitless from the beginning, sweating, qweezy just plowing thru to get my 2-3 throwaways for the night. After my throw away sets, it was all good.
Did I really AMOG you? My bad. It was my Nimbus not me :D
I'd love for you to come out here, you are welcome anytime. You can crash at my place. My wing also did RSD so we can go out and Claw up the town.
Thanks for the compliments. I really saw a huge change in you as well. The really cool thing about you is that even though you chicken out, you NEVER make an excuse about the environment, you always take responsibility and that's a very good trait.
I actually did see you with those girls. You were doing well.
On Friday the best thing I learned was that I was too worried (in my head) about giving off a player vibe ... that it was stopping me from having fun.
Funny thing was that Saturday, you said I was on fire, I felt scared shitless from the beginning, sweating, qweezy just plowing thru to get my 2-3 throwaways for the night. After my throw away sets, it was all good.
iwill Wrote:
I was having trouble with HB8.5Bitchy …. Later on I saw a demo of Jeffy and Alex approaching this very same set and HB8.5Bitchy was super warm and friendly and eating out of Alex’s hand. That really showed me that it was MY subcommunication and I can't label the girl.
Haha yeah, silly girl. She ended up buying me a drink. Yay :D
You guys really were the A team.
It so tru that you say that you're only stifling yourself. What the fuck does it say on your id...
Thats right.
You Beauty!
Alex~
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Dude, can't wait to hear the third part...!
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namrobmal Wrote:
dude everyone knows that to become a puah you just need to inject pure Jeffy Semen into your left testicle......
iwill Wrote:
Did I really AMOG you? My bad. It was my Nimbus not me :D
LOL, RIGHTO!!! seriously, no prob, part of this is learning not to step on the wing's wings, which I did a couple times inadvertently, and it might have been done to me... whatever... no harm no fowl. I'm learning.
I'm trying to think of a time I learned more in one fell swoop than this weekend. Maybe the first time I got laid, at the Holiday Inn at Boise, Idaho on a school trip. But that was purely experience, not directed like a bootcamp.
I don't know about you guys, but my head is still swimming from all the approaches, demos and presentations by Alex, Jeffy & Tyler. Just scrambled, processing processing processing everything.......
Still managed a couple day approaches over the last two days and more stuff on the horizon - blind date on friday randomly set up by a friend and I was like, Sure.
HEY - IS IT ME, or when I came back from bootcamp, without even contacting anyone, why did about a dozen women suddenly approach me unprovoked??? I swear, there must have been a telegram sent out on the invisible female network that a new member of the secret society was christened this weekend or something, I'm just scratching my head?! What the hell, I've been tired and they've been emailing, calling and showing up unexpected in my office yesterday and today all day!!! I mean, What the HELL, I can't get any work done?! Is this normal for returning bootcampers?
Let the games begin.
Andrew
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The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything
at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders ac r o s s the stars.
-Kerouac
Haha wow I love this shit. Way to go guys. I'm looking forward to reading your 30 day and hearing how it goes. Keep going!
What a drastic change.
What a drastic change.
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"When you come to the boundaries of what you know, it's time to make some mistakes"
iwill
Junior Member
Join Date: 07/31/2007 | Posts: 19
I read the male fairy tale “The Game” and wanted to find the magic technique that would unAFC me. I’ve been in the game for about 6 months passively reading/acquiring almost every seduction product ever made.
I would go out to clubs (which I hated). I’d wait til the last minute then approach the one approachable girl who I put on a pedestal and she’d usually reject me. Then I’d go home depressed and eat taco bell or krispy kreme. Or as Jeffy says, "masturbate over candlelight, looking at your picture, listening to Lionel Ritchie.... with a belt around my neck...." lol
If I was successful with some line or routine, it would make the girl laugh but I would cocky funny it to death and go home alone. If I ever got laid in the club, it was because the girl was very forward and approached me then later I find out she has 2.5 kids.
I turned 32 a month ago, and asked this nerdy librarian looking HB6.5 girl in my office out in a very choade way. She turned me down (I can’t blame her) and I was cool with it….
Then 5 hours later it hit me and I became really depressed as to where I was in my lovelife. Lifestyle and accomplishments-wise I was very fulfilled, but not in my dating life.
I hit rock bottom. I actually cried on my birthday like a little bitch. I vowed I would never feel that pain again over women like that again and decided to get this shit handled once and for all.
I took 2 workshops so far from other companies in the last month. One was decent, the other 101 was terrible. (little did I know how lame they would be compared to RSD). RSD bootcamp is like seduction steroids.
I made up my mind to do RSD after reading the reviews on this site, reading Tyler’s blog and listening to the 2 hour audio. The blog and audio really spoke to me. My whole life I never had choice with women and always thought I just wanted one good girlfriend. So I would always be in LTR’s because of scarcity and all those relationships were with HB6’s and under because of my low self esteem.
I would come home from a disappointing night out at the clubs/bar and at 2am read all the RSD reviews. The one that stuck out was Saad’s Vegas bootcamp review. I think I read that about 12x. Reading that @ 2 in the morning and seeing the change in one of my wings “whitey” (lol) from Saad’s review, inspired me to take the bootcamp.
I live in Chicago but the Chicago date was booked so I decided to go to NYC during Superconference weekend. It turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
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So I said fuck it and I signed up for the NYC SuperConference AND Bootcamp. So from Fri-Sun 11am-6pm I was in seminar with Tyler and Fri-Sun 7pm-2am we were infield with Jeffy and Alex. Most nights we were out until 2-3am because of debriefing, etc.
FRIDAY
We have dinner at the hotel and there are 5 of us, plus our instructors Jeffy and Alex and 2 interns Toli and Brian. The students are: Me, FoodBuddha (I think of him as a pimp 6’2” Style), CorkyRomano, RussianTonySoprano, and to round it out a guy who’s nickname is now “ButMyLastGirlFriendwasa9” Jeffy goes over the ground rules.
A funny one he said was that he has heard all the excuses, so if he tells us to go into set, not to be like “uh, which one,” or “I have to go to the bathroom.” Tonite, the instructors just wanted to see what we could do. So they gave us no routines, no openers other than the claw. The things to remember tonite were: We bring the party, We don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks about us, The claw always wins, My game is a fucking 10.
I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack, I have ridiculous Approach Anxiety, my chest is tight, I’m sweating, my stomach is queasy, I’m clamy, I am breathing shallow, thinking about my first set. This is going on all thru dinner and on the cab ride to the venue. We go to a place called Park. We get there early so we won’t have problems getting in with 9 dudes later on. It’s 9:30pm, the place is pretty dead.
We get in, Alex immediately sees my nervousness and pushed me into my first set.
Alex says, “2 girls seated. Go now.” I think I say “You girls are adorable, and I wanted to meet you.” I ran out of shit to say. I say, “May I sit down?” HB9 is tolerating me, the other HB6 says “we are having girls night out.” I politely eject.
Lesson learned: Be dominant, do not ask to sit down. Just sit, or scoot them over.
Alex takes me and tells me to talk to HB9 on cell phone. I do the magical tap of desire and claw her by the arm, I talk LOUD, eventually she ignores me. My approach anxiety is gone.
Lesson learned: got calibrated to using the claw. Nothing bad happened. Also, bar was dead, so high energy approach I was doing was a bit much. 2 throwaway sets and AA is gone.
I order a drink and stand around with the other guys like a Choade Crystal. (Jeffy’s term for when a bunch of guys all huddle around together value scanning the room) Jeffy breaks us apart, tells us if we don’t keep engaging people keeping up conversations, we will go cold.
So he brings me to these 2 fatties he was chatting up. I say hello, claw and I’m in. This girl tells me what a “Brooklyn Tunnel” is. Apparently, it’s a gaping a hole after anal sex. Used in a sentence, “Yo, Dat mothaf cka Brooklyn tunneled me …. Yo”
I explain what a “Hot Karl” is and they buy me a drink. HUH? Yeah, I guess NYC girls buy guys drinks. That’s the first time that ever happened to me.
Then these 2 girls show up that know the 2 I’m talking to. Talking to the fatty’s pays off. 3 of the 4 are from Virginia. (I meet a ton of girls this weekend from there)
I claw the cute short blonde she’s like a HB6.5 and I tell her that she is my new girlfriend for the next five minutes. I befriend the group and she’s totally into me. I’m trying to get away because hotter girls are coming in and the place suddenly picked up. I’m ignoring the HB6.5 and RSD intern BrianAce comes in and claws and tries to make out with her. It was awesome to watch. He’s fearless. She looks at me waiting for me to do something and I am indifferent.
She says “Your friend just tried to make out with me.”
I tell her, “yeah, my friends do that” and smirk. I claw her and say, “Did he make out with you like THIS?” and make out with her right in the middle of her friends. It was on. Since I befriended everyone, nobody cockblocked me.
I wanted to practice more so I told the girl that “I was going to find my friends.” (how many times has that been used on ME?) and ditched them.
They ended up following me outside 10 minutes later. FUCK! I felt bad I was ditching them, reminded of all the girls who did that to me.
I watched Alex do a sick demo by clawing a girl in. I saw BrianAce claw a girl and go for the makeout in 30 seconds. I was inspired.
The girls from earlier followed me up, now the HB 6.5 was buying me a drink. 2 of the girls left to another bar. So I’m with the HB6.5 and her friend. I extract the HB6.5 to another bar. We get there and I TELL her that I’m taking her home. She nods and wants to go to the bathroom first, but when she gets back I decide I want to get back to the bootcamp.
I forgot I was here for a bootcamp… I wanted to be pushed into harder sets, see more demos and catch the debrief.
I get directions back to the first venue and she gives me her number without asking. I later give it to Jeffy so he can fuck with her with his iphone.
I get back to the first venue and Alex and Jeffy are like “WTF are you doing back? How come you aren’t getting laid?” They shake their heads and are like "ok, approach that set."
But I wanted to be pushed. So I approach my final 3 sets of the night because the place is about to close.
This HB7LibrarianNerd is talking on the phone so I use Jeffy’s “Did he call, did he call?” Then she’s really snooty so I follow it with, “you are a very classy lady, can I buy you a bottle of fine red wine….” It’s so stupid but she’s hooked. I decide that I’m not going to prematurely EJECTulate this set. I’m going to make her leave first. She leaves to find her friend but wanted me to go with her. I told her I’d be right here, fuck that shit.
Then I wing TonySoprano in a seated set. It went really well.
Before we leave, I approach this mixed set with some pickup line I don’t remember. I guess I opened this girl before, she even remembered my name. She goes “iWill, you already asked us that earlier.”
It was funny, she was trying to get me, so I say, “well, I fucking forgot what your answer was, so I’m fucking asking you again!!!!” She laughs. The guy next to me tries to amog me, but by this time, I had given up a lay to come back and I had 2 good sets in a row, so I was immune now, I was dodging bullets like the matrix at closing time.
We go outside to debrief. I had a blast. First time I felt comfortable in a club and had a great time. I was high. The scariest realization of tonite was that my game was much better than I thought it was. It was a HUGE mindfuck to realize that I'm not a complete chode.
Major lesson for Friday Night:
My game is much better than I think it is and I shouldn’t be so hard on myself. I also need to slow up my speech.
[to be continued]