Munich Bootcamp with Sheriff, Rokker and Sam (Stickler) Nov 9 - 11, 2007
*** THIS REPORT IS HAS NOT YET BEEN COMPLETED ****
I originally planned to do the
BC report at the end of this week, but having just returned home from Munich I have been writing on this report during the entire train ride back, so I though why not just finish it, as long as the memories and impressions are still fresh. And I must say I'm clearly still on fire and have been gameing women as much as I could approach on this first new day in my after-
BC-life.
Just to warn any reader: this is probably going to be a bit detailed and lengthy, but I will apply a structure to this entire text in order to make it as easily digestable as possible. Enjoy it! ;-)
The waypoints of this report will be:
1. Brief background where I'm coming from & how I got into all this
2. How I found TMM and why I chose the
bootcamp
3. a quick description of the instructors
3. Day & night 1
4. Day & night 2
5. Day 3
6. After the
BC & an unexpected lay
7. Some advice for those who are pondering to take a
BC
8. It's a wrap!
... 8 single points to deal with in this report (hey, eight is a cool number...) - alrite, here we go!
My background story is in many ways different from the background of the standard nice guy, who grew up in a "regular" more-or-less-stable kind of family. With me it's different, and the detailed differences in this are quite painful, they involve some sad and depressing details, with many implications that I will not mention here. But the effects of all of this on my former pre-
BC-self should clearly be familiar to some of you guys struggeling out there and - I hope - thus of some interest.
1. Where I'm coming from & how I got into all this
Let's put it this way: I grew up without any kind of real respectable male role model around me as a boy, I have never gotten to know my father, had to fight exhausting psychological wars to free myself of my loving but somehow difficult mother, grew up mostly being for myself as a child, not having that many friends and so on. I had somehow internalized, that life is hard and not much fun and that I would "make up" for all of this by absolutely fanatically pursuing my interests (among them music and swimming) without ever taking notice of my social needs and my demands of giving love and being loved. I think this was also my way of self-compensating for the lack of a proper father role model and a way of somehow punishing myself for existing and women for actually having born me into this world (I know this may sound a bit harsh, but that's how I see it in retrospect). I would describe myself as very loving and intense and absolutely dedicated: the first time I really fell in love and desperately started fighting for a woman was when I was 10 (yes, no kidding). And absolutely any attempts of mine in school to get the girls that I so desperately (often full of naive needines) craved for failed terribly each and every time, very often with me being ridiculed at by several people. I actively tried to fight for each of those girls as best as I could but I crashed again and again. Often my best friends would get those girls and I became some strange sort of almost-orbiter. This made me feel bitter deep down in my heart and this bitterness continue to pervade myself for almost 20 years (I'm 30 now).
As far as my skills in social interactions and are concerned, I was a total loser in school until I finally left home to study music in a different town, where I realized in a state of shock that I had no idea at all of how to have fun in social gatherings (I'm not kidding with this). At first I would panic in frenzy when I entered a partying venue (or when friends literally forced me to go to a party or a club), I would quickly leave in total despair after just 15 minutes and rather walk through the dark, cold and lonely streets of the city at night, or either stay and get utterly drunk as a total piece of social crap - or (it gets even better) go to the party and immediately lock myself up inside the bathroom only to leave my little "prison" when the party was finally over. I never was one of the cool guys, but eventually I did absorb some basic concepts of social interaction though, and this is where women finally started to enter my life at 20 (even though I lost my virginity in a brothel precisely on my 18th birthday because I just wanted to have it happen that way and I liked the test of courage: having to overcome my own fears of crossing the threshold at the entrance while the last minutes of my birthday were menacingly ticking away and I feared spoiling the plan).
Yet I never got the women I desired and I came to hate the fact that the women I did get (or who took me) were never the ones, to whom I was deeply attracted to. Finally god must have answered my lonely prayers, because I got together with a lovely and ambitious co-student - her being a pianist herself - and it seemed to me, that this was the real deal, that I had scored the super jackpot and got the perfect girl for myself, that was 5 years ago. Our
LTR lasted for almost 3 years, when she suddenly (from my POV at that time) dumped me two years ago. At the same time other strikingly unfortunate incidents culminated in my life more or less around the time of this breakup. This wrecked me in many ways, e.g. I couldn't be musically creative anymore and my digestion totally got fucked up wich resulted in massive breakout of acne. I found myself totally on my own and in a state of utter despair. Thus, all of my childhood and schooltime experiences, along with my rather unsatisfying dating experiences while studying finally heavily wrecked my self-worth, my self-acceptance and, of course, my game (if I have ever had one at that point).
Since this breakup I deliberately avoided any kind of relationship, only settled for
ONS, when they would present themselves to me. So this is where I come from.
2. How I found TMM and why I chose the bootcamp
It took me nearly an entire year to get myself refocused and my life into some state of organized manner out of which I could take some action to accept the idea that self-improvement was possible and that I could actually change myself to the better.
I first stumbled on the TMM-website during some strangely fortunate Day in June 2006. I got extremely curious and
fired up when I started to realize what all of this was about, spending long nights reading and devouring forum posts and I immediately collected such posts into a personal text-only-database (current size: 199
MB), I read the
VAH (I actually never really read "
The Game", though) and started to experiment applying tiny little bits of TMM knowledge in the field, motivated out of some string disbelief. Not everything worked for me at that time, but I was totally amazed that e.g. many openers would actually have some positive effects or even work flawlessly in some cases. I also discovered some striking parallels between ancient Indian Vedic philosophy (which as always been a hobby of mine since my early childhood) and many of the TMM-core concepts, and this solidified my fascination for TMM even more.
About 1 year ago in October 2006 I then conciously decided, that I would prepare myself over the course of the upcoming 12 months until I felt that I could successfully take a TMM-
bootcamp and not fail entirely in it. I have also read and seen most of David D's stuff, and some other material... but TMM, especially since
Magic Bullets got released, for me has always been the absolute top. I think Zan's dating philosophy is also worth of respect and I like Ideagasms, especially since Stephane Hermon has actively connected the dots between dating science and ancient Indian metaphysics. Kudos to him for that.
Yet on the whole (and as far as details are concerned) TMM is the best. That's really how I feel about it. I am a subscriber to
the interview series and I loved the concept of
Breakthrough Comfort as soon as I'd first heard about it. I planned to take
Future's NYC
bootcamp at the end of September 2007 and to take the
Breakthrough Comfort Seminar on the adjacent day. But due to complications in my own time planning it became obvious that I would not be able to attend the NYC
bootcamp. I could only attend the
Comfort seminar and I literally flew from Germany over to NYC just for that single day of
seminar and let me tell you: I didn't regret it at all. It was there on Oct 1st when I saw and met some TMM instructors -
Sinn and
Future - for the very first time. Great guys! I was absolutely stunned by their knowledge, energy and commitment and when I left the
seminar room I knew with out a doubt that I would definitely enjoy my
bootcamp. Jeremy (bless him!) kindly rescheduled me for the Munich
BC with
Sheriff and
Rokker and that's how I got to Munich, I even happened to stay at the same hotel as
Sheriff and Sam, just a few doors away from the
seminar room - cool!
3. A quick description of the instructors
Sheriff was the lead instructor on this. He is a cool, genuinely energized, honest, funny and extremely knowledgeable guy. And he is a talented teacher, he is getting the knowlegde across the table in a very structured manner and is able to answer just about any question regarding TMM and dating. He has an amazing talent of finding the right words and metaphors for important points and realizations in game that are so dead on, so totally right on the money that I experienced several huge "heureka"-Moments during the
seminars and the effects of these "moments of epiphany" for me are lasting and I will work hard in order to keep this feeling alive within myself. You can just sense that every piece of knowledge
Sheriff gives out to you is based on or born out of his personal experiences in dealing with women and with dating. It is related to his own life trajectory. Almost everything he told us I would rate absolute truth from the mountain. His honesty was impressive and commanded great respect at the same time. I think this guy totally rocks and everyone should be happy, if he is able to take a
bootcamp with
Sheriff.
Rokker is Swedish. And since I loooove Sweden, travel there often and have lots of Swedish friends I immediately realized that I would like this guy too. Little did I know that observing his shining game was even more gripping and entertaining than any TV program or movie could ever be. And being a former student of
Sheriff's made him even all me more sympathetic to me.
Sheriff did the main lecturing,
Rokker basically covered
transitioning,
kino escalation (great insightful concepts!) and gave us extensive insights into his concepts
day game on the last day. Since he is somewhat of man who seems to have been naturally good with women, it is absolutely worthwile to observe his general 24/7-attitude and demeanor as well and the concepts he presents to you. E.g. the way he explained the concept of
kino escalation during the first phases of the EPM was particularly crucial for finally really understanding the core subleties of
kino escalation.
Sam was the one who "opened the gate" for me (I'll write about this, stick with me), who gave me the practical desperately required push by demonstrating to me that all of this really worked and that I could easily apply it too, if I just dared to. He did some great debriefing with me on the taxi rides back to the hotel and has fascinating concepts about locking in,
kino and escalation which really stuck with me. And another great thing about him is that he totally feels and appears to be a regular guy. Nobody would suspect him to be the kind of fluently dominant person, the "socially calibrated monster" that he actually is. His demonstrations were major eye-openers for me, especially when he plowed thrugh massive
shit tests and bitch shields, despite the existing language barrier with some German girls. He also demonstrated the typical level of energized
kino application in
Opening and
Attraction that really opened my eyes and fit very well with the idea I got from Rokkers personal demonstration of
kino for me during a
seminar break.
3. Day & night 1
The
seminar room was filled with 4 diverse but very interesting guys when I finally entered 10 minutes before it all started. I had expected it to be a purely European (non-anglo)
bootcamp, but there were only two actual Germans, of the other three participants one was an Australian, the other two were Americans - it wouldn't have expected that! It was cool, I liked that.
The first day of instruction was dedicated to supply us with enough tools and information so that we could meet our general basic goal for the evening: successfully open any kind of group-set and get into a conversation with them about multiple kind of topics.
Moments of "wow, now I get what the verbal description of this actually means!" occurred for me in the explanations of Tranisitoning, Applicaton of
Kino Escalation and of Sheriffs exegesis on what bad emotions turning up during a pickup actually stand for, what lies behind them.
The guest speaker of this
seminar was Volker, an NLP coach from a German pick-up company who gave us great insights of how to create connections between topics in convo as to avoid pregnant pauses which could kill the vibe in a set, and how to direct the conversation into deepening or generalizing the threads you are running. Another great topic of Volker's lecture were aspects of
inner game and their connection to your body and the state that it is in.
We were also "specifically and unmistakeably ordered" to fill out our own cheat sheet with the material we would like to use this night and bring it with us. At the end of the first
seminar day my mind was totally on fire, but due to the slow service at our Indian restaurant (we had to wait almost an hour for our supper) there was not sufficient time left for me to shit/shower/shave and structure my cheat sheet thoroughly, I guess in the end I had only 10 minutes left to do that and would have almost missed our taxi, if
Sheriff hadn't come to my room and called for me: "Hey Marco, the cab is already waiting! Are you ready to go?" I didn't feel that well structured material-wise for the upcoming show but apart from that I was OK and felt totally cool.
In-field night 1
As soon as we entered the venue (the "Q-ba" at the "Kunstpark"-Area close to Munichs Eastern Main Station) I felt uncomfortable, not nervous or afraid, but somehow stubborn, as if I desperately wanted to self sabotage myself. We entered the main dancefloor and even though there were practically no people around at all I quickly became bitter, negative, stiff withdrawn and shrewd. I walked around and didn't really approach anyone, I couldn't smile and didn't do any warm-up sets at all. Thoughts began to appear in my head: "I cannot do this. It's not working out like this/right now/with me/XYZ? What am I here for? How now?" I was self-sabotaging myself - was I nuts or what???? I just had paid several thousand fucking $$$ to do this and now I almost wanted to leave, to walk the rainy and fucking cold streets of the train staition backlot?
Charming
Sheriff crossed my path and wanted to share some of his party energy to lighten me up, I guess he had noticed my depressed face 10 miles off:
Sheriff: "Hey Marco, are you having fun?"
I said: "You know what? I think I cannot do this."
Sheriff: "Why?"
I said: "I just don't know. But I really feel I can't do this."
Sheriff: ""OK, ccome with me...!"
He took my wrist and lead me into the entrance area where it was much quieter (a perfect
move into isolation, that's how I'd describe it now!)
Sheriff: "Hey, what's the problem?"
Me: "I'm neither nor a fraidy-cat nor close-mouthed person, and this is not how I usually move through my life. But I feel I can't do this, I just don't know why."
Sheriff: "How would you know - you haven't even tried it?"
Me: "Yes but, I don't even feel that this would work at all. And certainly not with me. Maybe I'm just unable to do this." [looking back to this an realizing that I actually said such balooney just some 5 days ago, makes me rolling in the aisles!]
He looked at me with a stern but also compassionate face:
Sheriff: "Do you really want to waste all your money, your dedication and your dreams right now at this very moment? Why don't you just smile?"
Me: "I don't know - I feel so powerless. Everything around here feels so hostile to me. Why should I just talk to random fucking strangers?"
Sheriff: "Look, why don't you just join Sam
opening a set and watch what he's doing? You don't have to say anything, just see what it looks like, that's all. OK?"
Me: "Well... OK, this I can do."
Sheriff: "OK, great - let's find Sam!" (huge smile on the
Sheriff-face!)
Sam then took me along (I felt like a being the odd one out) and he opened a sitting 3-set at the younge area of the club, three nice, not very impressive young girls. I just sat next to him, sat down when he sat down and watched what was happening in front of my very eyes. At first I didn't know what to expect, but the girls leaned into him, reacted to his questions and teases and very starting to actively contribute to his comments. After some 3 Minutes or so he really introduced them to me ("... my friend Marco, a really cool guy ...") and signaled me that I should sit next to the outmost girl, while he would occupy the other two. I told as I was said and I ran the Spells-Opener Sam had just used "again", just with some natural variation and she ate it up again, I felt slightly weird about it but apparently it worked. I transitioned with some shit about travelling, that she looked like she liked travelling and where she'd been travelling to last time. She got into this and for some 5 minutes a conversation got rolling. I found some camp fun in pretending that I was an American (I'm actually
50% US) learning German and since I love Harrison Ford I thought I'd fake the way Harrison would talk if he tried some broken German in the Q-ba on a Friday night. She asked me, whether I was actually Polish and gratulated me on my progress in learning German. Hehehe... that was really enjoyable. I understand now that I neither applied any
kino, nor cut threads or fired some jokes at her, it was merely a nice mutual, non-threatning conversation about travel and it all went quite decently. After 5 minutes I started to feel downright bored, although the girl was friendly and nice she wasn't very sharp or sophisticated (and appeared a bit shy anyway) so I felt I was running out of suitable stuff to say (clearly I had totally forgot about Volker's conversation generator, which had emotionalized all of us during the
seminar and that was just FOUR hours ago!). I signaled Sam, that I'd like to leave, so we ejected and went to meet
Sheriff standing at the bar:
Sheriff: "And, what was it like for you?"
Me: "It went OK, I guess. I don't know."
Sheriff: "She was pretty much tuned into you, did you know that?"
Me: "That simple shy little girl? We just had a so-so convo about travel and shit."
Sheriff: "You could have escalated and amped up her emotions. She was clearly receptive."
Me: "Ah, yeah, oh... sure. I must have forgotten this when I was there."
Sheriff: "Hey, just warm up to the vibe of the place!" (BIG smile)
Me: "You know what's strange? That all of this is even somehow banale. I somehow get through with
this and it is not at all as terrible, as I had feared it to be less than 10 (spelled out: T-E-N) minutes ago.
This is so fucking weird."
Sheriff: "Well, you didn't that bad. Congratulate yourself instead. You could have led her easily to some emotional heights. There was no reason to eject that prematurely."
Me: "I started to feel uncomfortable as the convo progressed. Well Sam did the
opening, I just kept watching, as I was invisible sitting next to him. He opened the gate for me. But I didn't feel I did a great job on this"
Sheriff: "Don't be hard on yourself, you are just starting doing this. Want to do another set?"
Me: "Absolutely!"
Meanwhile
Rokker had joined us...
Sheriff pointed to the other bar at the other side of the dancefloor and asked
Rokker to accompany me going there. I told
Rokker: "Point towards a 2-set at the bar and I will go and open them." After that I opened a difficult 3-set with their backs positioned towards me. I blew and tore this set apart but after
Rokker had debriefed me on this the next day I will never ever conciously forget how to correctly open such a set.
Over the course of the first evening until 2 a.m. I totaled 13 different sets and was able to deliver correct
body language, voice projection and even some confusing
attraction material. ;-)
During the rest of the night (about 80 %) I had the massive pleasure of being around
Rokker, asking him questions, pointing out sets for me, him entering as a
wing into sets I had opened (which once caused me a massive state break, 'cuz I totally went blank as for what to say next... hahahaha....) getting his INCREDIBLE feedback, having him do demonstrations for me and so on... It was a total blast! Even though I felt like some random loser standing next to him, I could get a clear picture of what can be accomplished, and what I would want to be like in gameing. That evening I clearly took
Rokker a some kind of role model for myself and whenever we were in a set, when he was working the obstacle and I ran out of material and felt bored, I just turned to watch him running shining game right next to me and enjoyed what I was seeing and I didn't even feel pissed, when my girl turned towards
Rokker herself after I had decided to "lose interest" into her. ;-)
I must also say, that I didn't really feel that much of
approach anxiety at all. Perhaps this can be attributed to my neverending anti-flow of continuously crashing and burning during school and in university. It really somewhat desensitized me and during the last year I had also happened to meet some of the women I used to had a crush on. I was given the priviledge to take a look at their boring lives, fattening arms/asses/legs/lack of bellybuttons and their "I'm not being fucked well, poor me"-gazes... and was able to conclude: "Dude, you were lucky NOT to get lucky with those women, they are continuously being shitted into their minds by society and of course they chose some nice idiot for continuous psychological abuse and marriage. Be glad that fate spared you from having this kind of experience." I think all of this helps me to counter any severe
approach anxiety. I rather experience some approach lazyness which coincides with rising fatigue at the end of the night.
Yes, at the end of the night I felt very tired though and got a slight flashback of my initial angst-emotions. I felt like I couldn't open any other set (I clearly could have) and just jumped myself into a segregated area with a couch and tried to understand what I just had gone through. I watched all the people dancing, talking to each other, losers standing around waiting for girls to fuck them ;-P and girls waiting to get opened. To me all of this still felt unreal and I tried to get my head around whether I would stay or maybe still leave the
bootcamp. I decided to sleep over it all, which becam impossible because I was not able to get real sleep. I felt the terrible urge to put the entire evening onto paper (10 pages on word) and fiendishly tried to analyze what had happened and what I was actually doing.
But I knew one thing: even though I wasn't particularly successful that night I clearly felt, as if a bad spell had been finally been removed from me, this night. I could sense that all the deep self-hatred I had amassed during the course of the past 20 years had slowly left me, this became especially obvious to me during the entire days 2 and 3 and ever since then. But that moment of truth, when I mustered up the courage "to bite the
bullet", to ask someone else to point out a set for me. And that gate out of a labyrinth of fear was opened for me by Sam and
Rokker continued to guide me out of it and helped my to walk some first little steps into freedom.
It was also incrredibly instructive to see and to experience it for myself, that not all sets can be as cool as you would like them to be. But that doesn't matter at all as long as you stay in and keep working them. I ejected myself far too often, instead of plowing through. I swore myself that on night 2 I would try to stay in there for as long as I could.
4. Day & night 2
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In-field night 2
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5. Day 3
Even though I logically had a very clear idea of what IoIs are, and how to judge their veracity and combination - at the very moment in set I had no radar of her throwing IoIs massively against me at all. I was simply flying blind and didn't really care either. I just saw a happy smiling girl close and sometimes VERY close to me and me just running material, making her laugh,
teasing her and so on, almost acting like I was totally pulling her strings. It was just like driving on a straightaway road without ANY traffic signs located in an unbelieveably BORING landscape: you know you are driving and you are somehow getting forward, the car works the way you expect it to go but you don't really see where to make turns and you don't really expect to encounter anything of particular significans or importance on the trip. Driving for 5 minutes or for 1 hour would more or less feel the same. It somehow felt quite weird for me because I wondered: "Hey, what kind of sign I would get from her to signal me that I was getting somewhere with this girl? Should she
spread her legs on the bar, let me push aside her panties and let me fuck her right there? Or would a firm punch in my face, stomach or my balls be an unambiguous sign? Fuck!" I had absolutely no idea at that point - even though I was in an asteroid field of IoIs at the same time. Looking back to it, I must say: IT'S WAY COOL! ;-) And the best thing about it is, that this will never EVER happen to me again. NEVER. EVER. AGAIN. PERIOD ;-))))
6. After the BC & an unexpected lay
I had a lay two days right after the
BC with an old friend who finished school together with me in 1996, a cool and beautiful blonde girl with literally sea-blue eyes and a radiating smile - strangely enough I remembered, that I never had a crush on her during school (I didn't even dream of fucking her at that time), so there were no negative memories associated with that shit. We had scheduled our meeting long before I actually signed up for the
bootcamp so it just happened to be a date with an old friend taking place right after the
BC. Since I had ignored all those massive flying
IoI's on "spa-girl" during the evening of day 2, I swore to god that this would NEVER EVER happen to me again. An here were the
IoI's flying again, she was laughing giggling, we kept hugging, I tickled her, we played silly games, I told her dirty sex jokes, tried fto find her off-button, to remve her batteries and so on. In
Comfort she told me several times over, that I had changed from the "Marco" she could remember from school and kept asking me again and again "tell me, just what happend to you?!?" She further confessed with a suspended voice how lonely she was and that her coworkers would be hitting badly on her all the time but she knew for sure that they'd just would want to fuck her, those shitty bastards. She literally said: "Just tell me Marco, where have all the good men gone? It's soo great to see that there are at least some mentally healthy and great guys around, like you..." I said, that it's a really sad thing for me to observe too (because I had deeply felt the pain of proper male role model figures around me), e.g. in clubs, to see how most men have no clue lurking around in the corner or at the bar waiting for "something" to happen or getting massively drunk and the girls are just waiting for someone to talk them up and make them smile and how they would leave the venue on a Saturday evening crushed, without anything memorable having happened and feel so sad about it all during Sunday, when they'd be talking to their friends about it on the phone... massive
IoI's from her and she gave me "the look" and cuddled close to me. Then I did what I missed out on spa-girl three days before at the
bootcamp: I went for the kiss. I didn't even use Mystery's kiss close for instanse, I just touched her neck, her face, smelled her hair, cupped her ears (thanks
Rokker!), then the cheeks of her face looked deeply into her widely opened eyes and went for the kiss... and she melted like butter in the sun. What a high, it was unbelieveable. If something like THAT had happened to me in my pre-
BC-life it would have freaked me pretty much out, because I would have had NO IDEA on what to do next etc. But now I know better (oh, by the way: a BIG thank you to "spa-girl"!). ;-)
I took the convo even more sexual, by asking her whether she was familiar with the experience, that most men she might have had slept with didn't actually have sex with HER, but merely jerked off inside of her vagina while thinking of nasty porn sex with some pornstar while drilling her. She stared at me with an expression of many different emotions: "Oh my god, that's so true! Yes! How do you know that?!? Oh yes..." and got a little bit sad... I hugged her intensely, then I just felt like playing a little silly
kino routine, which made her smile again and got the two of us massive goosebumps. The vibe was really strong and it was as "on" as anything. We kissed again, but I managed not to spoil her
attraction by giving her those "total"
seduction kisses.
Anyway, since her place was more close by than mine, I suggested to go to her place. I could feel that our mutual connection and her
attraction to me would prevent any major state break from closing her at her own place. And fortunately I was right, but I must say I wouldn't have minded it if whe would have ended up just talking through the entire night without me fucking her. Just having been able to recognize all those
IoI-waypoints was a major brealthrough for me. So there was absolutely no
LMR and the sex was a great triumph for me. First of all I managed to make her really happy and fill her with pure bliss. ;-) Secondly this encounter proved to me that I could actually turn someone else's perception of me based on past experiences of having known me 180° around. Fucking amazing! After sex we talked a lot and I told her that we are even more connected as friends, how much I respected her for that and how much I loved all the beautiful little details on her body and how much I respected her for being the strong, passionate, ambitious and intelligent woman that she actually IS (by the way), but that I'd not be willing to settle down for quite some time but that I'd terribly much love to have her around, share her energy and watch her grow stronger anyway. She loved this and accepted my frame without objection, because she could feel, that I was honest with what I told her (- and honest I was.). She said how refreshing it was for her to get to know a man who would be able to honestly open himself up to her and not lie to her just to take "something" from her, especially when topics like sex and/or relationships were on the table.
Well without the
BC I would have never managed to make someone else that happy. She clearly needed some compassionate male attention. ;-P It was a wonderful experience for me as well, and I still have to learn soooo much, but it will be a long road of pure, gradually rising damned fucking FUN and in no way unpleasant.
Now at last I am able to really UNDERSTAND, that girls are actually DYING to get properly approached and opened, even with the weirdest kind of shit as long as it is done in a confident and interesting and challenging way. They love to be made happy and they will in those cases often just BOMBARD you with
IoI's.
TMM is simply the real shit, probably some of the coolest shit around ever! This stuff is absolutely priceless - no second thoughts about that. And it certainly IS "life changing" (
Rokker once again nailing it).
7. Some advice for those who are thinking about taking a BC
The
bootcamp will only be of maximum value to you if you give maximum value to the time spent on it. Being relaxed and somewhat humble is also important. To have a kiss close or a #-close or maybe even a lay in mind as a wonderful goal that you'd love to achieve even on a
BC night is OK, but be humble and don't expect it to happen. And don't be afraid that any instructor or co-student might laugh about mistakes you made or insecurities that you feel concious about or ashamed for, this is NOT going to happen.
An intense
BC program like this it is only worth every penny, if you prepare yourself properly beforehand (I did some
approaching drills on my own long before the
BC, I had read and worked with
magic bullets over and over and over etc.). Now, since I got occasionally puzzled up inside my head during the in-field nights, I'm not saying that this preparation work will necessarily help you to perform much better during those nights, because you will have freshly internalized all this massive additional information from the
seminar as well. It might be spinning around inside your head all the time and you might have quite some trouble to get structured and down to earth. This slightly impaired just the very structure of some of my in-field sets, but I learned a shitload from this yet. I made many mistakes, small ones and the big whopper ones but I can still remember almost each of them and now I know and feel what I could have done better etc.
On the in-field-nights get yourself into approach-machine-mode. Since it's all "virtual club reality" nothing that's going wrong there actually matters. And if you do things right you'll get massive flow. ;-) I feel for instance, that I could have done even more and more risky approaches, but at some point in the night (mostly about 01 a.m.) I clearly became too tired to continue, even though I felt that I should have plowed through this low-point and
Sheriff & Sam encouraged me to, but fatigue ultimately got the better of me - being the lazy bastard that I am. (But I will do this specific kind of mission in field on my own: get to the threshold of fatigue and then just go into massive direct approaches with immediate qualifying afterwards, just to push myself over the line and see what happens, whether I'm going to enjoy it... ;-))
By all means soak up the knowledge the instructors give you like a sponge: DO you fill numerous and numerous and numerous and numerous and numerous and numerousof pages of handwritten notes: I filled an entire book (81,5 pages) & at the end of the
seminar there was just the last half of the final page that had remained blank. The
seminar handout (
Sheriff's was almost more then freshly edited 30+ pages) is no substitute fro not taking notes. If your hand doesn't hurt after each
seminar day, I'd guess you literally must have done "something" wrong. The wrist of my right-hand clearly ached a bit when we had supper on each evening in our slow-service Indian restaurant above.
It proved most important for me to reasess my in-field experiences during the night back in the hotel room, writing it all down as quickly as I could before the memories you fade out of my mind, scripting it down as detailed as possible. You wil be amazed by how much you can remember (it's like a movie playing in front of your eyes). You will be able to links certain mistakes you made or successes you had to faces of girls or type of sets you ran during the night. And all of this will enable you to ask the instructors properly focused questions during the debriefing on the next
seminar day. The information and the solutions to your
sticking points of last night that you'll get from the instructors are priceless, because they will be perfectly tailored to you, all the more so if you know exactly what to ask them about. In debrief they all were awesome:
Sheriff,
Rokker and Sam.
When you get home, I suggest you type your notes properly, transform them into a pdf that you can read on your laptop/computer and also get a printed copy made and bind into a book or something, there is still no substitute for reading and making notes next to words printed on paper.
8. It's a wrap
I feel the memories and the experience of the
bootcamp to be MASSIVELY GROWING ON ME over the past two days and I feel that this is even going to intensify over time once I consistently continue to have my own experiences in the field, I guess it's because I tried to anchor and structore the memories of my sets as quickly as possible on paper. I would honestly rate my
bootcamp among the very few absolutely life changing experiences with far reaching long term effects. It was WORTH EVERY SINGLE FUCKING PENNY/EURO/WTF I SPENT - and I'm saying this knowing fairly well, that money has no actual value (e.g. if your want to experience REAL kinda fun, burn a 100 $ with your cigarette lighter! I feels great.).
I succeeded learning lots of invaluable stuff during those three intense days, even though I neither looked the most trendy or the most healthy (my skin is in some places still a bit fucked up with acne but I'm already about to win that fight as well). Some fashion advice is clearly needed: I could look far more fuckable and I will fix this as best as I can. I will also recommence my training in swimming again, I used to be quite good in butterfly style some years ago... and I also want to improve the place I'm living in, I have been considering to move to a logistically far better place next Summer of 2008 anyway, and I know that I will find the perfect place for the best version of myself. ;-)
I desperately love all the guys from my
bootcamp to pieces, each one of them was unique, dedicated and really cool in his own right. The instructors simply ROCK! (And not just because one of them is nicknamed
Rokker. (did I already mention, that he ROCKS too?? ;-) ) And at this very moment right now, just as I'm writing this it seems, as if there is a little tear of joy forming in my eye... but who knows, maybe I'm just feeling a little bit TOO excited of even just THINKING about it and need to calm down...
Now at last I am able to really UNDERSTAND, that girls are actually DYING to get properly approached and opened, even with the weirdest kind of shit as long as it is done in a confident, interesting and challenging way. They love to be made happy and they will in those cases often just BOMBARD you with
IoI's.
Since the
bootcamp I simply feel totally awesome! My overall mood, my ability to focus, the way I stand, talk, my voice projection, how I enter a room, my bantering abilities - everything has gone up and I'm supercharged, I leave no set ungamed and it's great, great fun. If anyone out there actually want to feel, how I feel, just listen to U2's song "With or without you" - THAT'S exactly how I feel and how I felt after the
BC was over.
This stuff is simply so fucking good, that in case you get reborn again and you were forced to forget everything about your past life, you would really just want to save this over into your next incarnation!
OK that's all I have to say about my experience so far. I hope it was an interesting read for you guys... Apart from that I just feel great ;-).
I know that I can be as happy and playful and smiling again in my life, as I used to be when I was ten years old. Thanks guys - I'll be forever in your debt... !
And to any reader out there: don't allow anyone or anything to fill your life with utter SHIT, OK!?!?
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