Bootcamp July 6-7 Extended!

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Boot Camp Report –

 

A brief summary about myself… I’m 19, grew up in Japan and went to an all-boy-Christian school where I learned how to speak both Japanese and English natively. Some may say I have it easier than others but I think language is only another tool, and you’ll really do no better or worse even if you can’t speak any Japanese. I had sex for the first time when I was 16 and have slept with two girls since. I saw myself as the nice boyfriend type of guy, faithful and I respect my girlfriend to give back as much effort as I put in – resulting in a catch of me liking the girl too much but never being satisfied with what she gave back. This eventually led me to become more distant with the girl because I would stop liking her as a defense mechanism, trying to not be too attached, resulting in a nasty break up where I was the one that pushed her away but she still liked me a lot. And the worst part was that these girlfriends were usually my best friends in whichever social circle I was in – as a result leading me to isolate myself from some groups I used to be with. I was getting sick of the drama and frustration of waiting around for another hot girl (eventually I gave up and settled for decent ones, and now that I think about it I think my ex’s were more like 5’s, 6 at best) to join my social circle, which led me to think over what I had done wrong; what I could do differently, what to do back at college (I broke up with my girlfriend about a week ago). The same problem had haunted me after I broke up with my first girlfriend back when I was 15, at which point I started drinking and going to clubs a lot. That’s when Mr.Funny guy, Zorba, introduced me to The Game, and the underground society of PUAs.

 

Bootcamp Day 1 – July 6th – Friday night

 

We met at TGI Fridays in Roppongi for dinner, I was pretty nervous but tried my best to keep myself focused on the fact that I had already taken a big step surrendering myself to a group of men that knew more about women than I did, and there was much to learn. It really requires you to throw all the beliefs you’ve had so far – what you thought would work, which as most of us know, only gets you laid enough to call yourself the “lucky guy that got laid last night/met a nice girl/happened to bump into the right girl.” I guess I really hadn’t considered why this was called a boot camp, and figured that I would have a relatively easy time; I was pretty confident in my social skills when it came to women.

After a brief introduction into the system, talking about how to open and approach a set, Redpoleq threw me into my first set. It was a 2 set which now that I think about it, was probably a mother in her late 40’s and her daughter who was about 23. It took me about 3 minutes to get my act together and stand up to ask the mom where the closest takoyaki store was. I think I looked pretty pimped out with a wine red collared shirt, black sunglasses, black hat tilted at an angle which was reminiscent of Micheal Jackson (or Keys as Allusion put it…) in Billy Jean. The look did the job to at least make myself think that this wasn’t me but someone else with a costume on – almost like giving yourself an excuse to talk to the girl you like on Halloween because you look like Zorro. My first set was a disaster. They were all sketched out by my sudden appearance and the older one of the two looked at me with a disgusted look on her face, and responded in Japanese : “Ha?? Takoyaki ya?? Shiranai yo…” (What??? Takoyaki store?? How the hell should I know…”). The two of them looked down at their plates at which point I decided to eject because the social pressure was too much for me. I returned to the table where Redpoleq and Allusion asked me what happened, and why I ejected. I told them how they reacted and they both laughed, told me what I should have done, and sent me back into the set. I got a similar reaction from the two as I tried to pull off a bullshit palm reading that I had learnt earlier, and ejected as soon as the older bitch looked at me in the eye as if she was about to spit on my face any second. I ended up opening two sets in TGI Friday’s which both went pretty bad, although I did do a little better with the second set and got them to actually laugh at one point. As we were standing up, I was sent back into the first set I opened (which made me laugh seeing that they were about to literally stand up and call a waiter to tell me to get the fuck away), and I told them in a sarcastic tone : “thanks for the great time.” Allusion and Redpoleq thought it was pretty lame and showed some dissatisfaction, but Zorba thought it was pretty clever – although I probably appeared as a loser and they had no idea where I was coming from.

 

We left the store and headed straight for Muse – a club in Roppongi that I was used to going. Since my first day going to a club when I was about 15, this was probably somewhere close to the 50th time I was going to a club in Tokyo. I had the occasional drunk hookups and once I even got a girl into coming into the bathroom with me, but everyone was really too drunk to even look at each other in the eye after the club had closed. That wasn’t what I was after.

 

I opened about 6-7 sets at Muse, mostly two sets, one mixed set, and occasionally talked to a girl who was sitting alone but was waiting for a friend to come back or something of that sort. I think most of the sets went pretty well, I failed to unlock a couple but kept walking around the club to find new ones. I don’t think I would have talked to any of the sets I opened if I had come there with the skill sets I have now (after the bootcamp) simply because I didn’t find these women attractive. Redpoleq and Allusion probably thought I was out of my mind because they thought the girls were pretty decent, but everyone has their own taste for women. I was there for the relatively young age group (from 15 – 22), not 26 or 27 which pretty much dominated the club that night. But this really wasn’t the point, it was about starting a conversation with a complete stranger and seeing how far you could take it – I probably could have asked a lot of them on day 2’s after exchanging phone numbers, but like I said – that wasn’t why I was there. There were many things I had to learn even after that night when I k-closed 2 girls that night, which came surprisingly easy. At one point I even talked to a married girl, she must have been in her 30’s – and managed to exchange e-mail addresses. Apparently she spotted me with a different girl later in the night and was beaming me for a while, watching me flirt with younger girls.

 

I think the best set I opened that night was a mixed set of 2 girls and 1 guy, where I first started talking to the obstacle (the girl that wasn’t my target). I completely ignored my target and talked to the other two, at which point I found out that the guy was an investment banker from Goldman Sachs. My target started talking to me after a few exchanges with the other two, and that was when I started talking to the girl that – apparently this i-banker knew for a long time. I went through the regular routine of asking her questions like whether she can cook, and had her in my frame for a brief moment. The girl was quiet and showed a lack of interest in me, at which point I found myself trying to get her attention back. She stood facing me with her arms crossed, slightly leaning back, placing a good 2 feet between us. I started talking again but this time she was doing a lot of the questioning, at which point it was too late – I was trying to suit her frame instead of pulling her into mine. After another 2 or 3 minutes of talking, I ejected. Redpoleq and Allusion told me what I had done wrong, how I hadn’t escalated the kino as far as I should have, and how I failed to keep her in my own frame. They were always right.

 

The best part of the night was probably when I amoged (basically took a girl from another guy) the investment banker who was with the girl I was talking about above, and spun him around with one hand. He was all giggly about it but it was clear that he got the message that I was too cool and funny of a guy for him to stick around and listen to the small talk I was having with his friend.

 

Saturday July 7th

 

For some reason I had lost all the confidence I had gained the previous night in the club, probably because it was still light out, and had trouble opening sets during the day in various places like starbucks, a group of J-girls (the tanned, brown haired gal-kei kind of girls) on the streets of Shibuya, an innocent looking girl who was waiting for some French guy she met on the internet a few days ago hearing that he was coming to Tokyo for a couple days, and a few more which I can’t remember right now. I basically had to re-learn the whole process that day. It was about pushing my comfort zone – I was naturally more comfortable with talking to a girl in a club than talking to a random girl sitting at starbucks. Later that night we ended up at TGI Fridays again, when I was immediately told to open the 2-set at the table behind us. After a days training, I was fairly confident, and went up to them. I think we talked for a good 30 minutes, although I was still doing pretty bad with the kino, and failed to number-close my target. I didn’t feel bad about it though – I had come to realize it was more of her loss than mine. I mean, not only did she look like a 30 year old prostitute (which again, Redpoleq and Allusion thought I was being ridiculous for) but she came in second after the mother (in the first set I opened at TGI’s the previous day) on my “im-an-ugly-stupid-bitch list.” Her friend, the obstacle, was pretty into me and I did most of the talking with her – I could tell that she liked me and was trying to direct my attention to my target from the way she spoke.

 

On our way to Muse we came across a 5 set of decent looking girls, all of whom AI’d us (what’s more exotic than a magician, a black guy with a lime green hat, and me… with nothing particularly outstanding). The three of us walked by them and Allusion looked back, asking me whether they were any good looking. I told him they were not bad, at which point they told me to go back and open the set. I did so willingly seeing that they looked like they were around my age, and they all showed IOIs when I came back for them, saying “hey you guys should come to Muse with us.” I caught their attention pretty quick but they seemed pretty wasted from the way that they were giggling, and I ejected when I started feeling awkward in the middle of 5 girls. Redpole came marching in as I ejected and initiated a conversation with them, but couldn’t get them to come along with us.

 

I only ended up opening 2 sets that night at Muse, since I did surprisingly well with the first set I opened. I did the whole kino-escalation pretty well, qualified them for what they did, but at the same time felt like a dancing monkey because I was making them laugh a lot – I couldn’t help it, I like making girls laugh. Allusion told me to eject for a bit and brought me to the other end of the hallway, and the two of them told me what I was doing good and bad. I went back into the set and k-closed my target, and told her we will meet later in the week. The sarge probably took over 90 minutes, and I felt bad because I only ended up opening one other set that night, and I think the whole process could have went faster.

 

We wondered the club for another set I could open – this time Redpoleq and Allusion had given me the opportunity to open any set I liked, perhaps because I had told them that I wanted to see what I could do on a girl that I was actually interested in (I have zero interest in J-girls under 8, and especially don’t like the trashy looking gals that talk annoyingly in huge groups). I walked up to a 2 set of foreigners, one of them was a blonde girl from England (who really reminded me of my friend Zorba’s cousin I met about a month ago – ew) and the other one was a short girl from Czechoslovakia – green eyes and butter faced, which was exactly what I was after. My target was already pretty drunk when I opened the set, and within 3 minutes of interaction my target had her hands wrapped my hip – and I didn’t even know her name. We call this type of girl a Fool’s mate, which I strongly agree with. Although it felt awesome to have a 17 year old chick all over me, I genuinely think I learnt barely anything from the encounter, and required minimal – if not zero effort to meet them. The only right thing I probably did with the last set was to have the balls to talk to 2 strangers – which is sometimes really all it takes. I’m not sure if I could have even done that before the boot camp.

 

I ended up k-closing my last target and arranging a time to meet later in the week – which will be my first day 2 since the boot camp. I’ll be back with a FR for some advice on what I did right and wrong.

 

The two days at boot camp were probably the most influential days of my life, and it definitely felt more rewarding than that first night I lost my virginity. I have never felt more like a man than now, and I know it only gets better from here. My future plans are to finish reading The Game (I’ve only read like a quarter of it), read other books on seduction, and if I’m having enough sex, perhaps some books on how to make a woman have multiple screaming orgasms.

 

All I can say is the earlier you expose yourself, the better it is, and the more you’ll get out of it. If you wait any longer, you’ll get more doubts and false information stored in that mind of yours that has been brain-washed by society’s fucked up rules.

 

Anything is possible, and we know it.

 

Cruise.