The big day. I'm leaving for Florida for the Nationals (in jumprope). Normally I don't feel anxious until I actually get there...but now the pressure's really on. If all goes well, I might actually win on stage and make it to ESPN -_- That's only if all goes well though. So wish me luck everyone, I'll be back around July since my parents decided to go sightseeing around Washington DC afterwards. Good for them, not so much for me, seeing as how I'll pretending to be enjoying myself most of the time. I guess it's only fair though, since I'm dragging them down to Florida in the first place.

Well I have to head off for the big practice rehearsal tonight. Peace out everyone.

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Well. Certainly has been a while.

Why am I blogging? Because I'm at a friend's house, using their computer, because my own computer back at home has been designated a no-fly zone. Why? Because I was a bad kid again, and stayed on it too long, which eventually ended with my dad throwing another bitch fit, me pretending to listen, and him cutting up my Warcraft CD with scissors. Really, he should be more intelligent because I bought another one a reallllly long time ago because I needed the extra CD key. So none of this is cause to worry.

Anyways, my friend is being a noob and doing homework when we're supposed to be on breaktime. Silly achievers. Anyway, not much has happened around...my school had an undercover drug bust, and now it's all the rave in the media. For all the wrong reasons. Eric Devericks of the Seattle Times was nice enough to post this cartoon for everyone to see:


I responded in kind:
"In the June 3rd edition of the Times, a certain Mr. Devericks was generous enough to depict for the 438,516 subscribers of this newspaper another gross misinterpretation of the Federal Way School District. Ten teens of the 5,000 populating the district’s high schools were arrested, and overnight the area mutated into some black spot on the map, as though these problems weren’t prevalent in other schools, or are people choosing to ignore that? Adding the police to any story seems to suddenly make it newsworthy. Had this undercover bust never gone to the media, Federal Way schools would not be staring down the barrel of public mockery. I didn’t realize that my district’s push to improve was something to be criticized."

Of course the Times didn't actually post my little bit. But oh well, at least they read it. Other then that, excitement seems to have died off in life. Nationals is in 2 weeks, I'm a little scared (I have to put a front flip in my routine according to coach, who seems to enjoy adding stuff into people's routines when there's virtually no time to practice it). Oh dinner is ready. Mmm...spaghetti. I think that's how you spell it.

I'll comment later when I get to use the computer again. Which might be a while -_-. Yeah I know I'm a terrible person. Until then...

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REGIONALS TODAY

Triple unders: 1st place
60 second speed: 2nd place
Speed relay: 1st place
3 minute speed: 2nd place
Singles freestyle: 1st place
Pairs freestyle: 1st place
Double Dutch Freestyle: 1st place
Double Dutch Pairs Freestyle: 1st place

Chyeah boiii

And now, a clip of my singles freestyle. I haven't added the backflip or a harder strengh sequence, so be gentle! I just wanted to have a clean routine. Voila.



P.S. It's kinda hard to see the rope in the video. But I had one, I promise -_-

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It's been a while. Sort of. I've been busy/lazy lately, so forgive my lack of bloginess. All last week there was a cursed book review due, and now all this week I have jump rope practice, despite the fact that I'm supposed to be on Spring Break. Mmm...not so much of a break when you're spending 4 hours on the road / practicing in Kirkland. Anyway, enough excuses. Let the blogging begin.

Regionals . On Saturday! I shouldn't be nervous, since I will probably qualify in a lot of things...but my old coach will be there and I want to do good. The only thing I'm nervous about is my singles freestyle...sometimes I nail it, and sometimes it poots out and I become teh phail

I have the full version for Spirited Away theme song on the piano and I love it, but it's made four different people cry now, and I'm not sure if I should be sad and depressed or feel glorified that my music has had some effect over people. I hadn't played it for a while, and I did a run through it and had almost no mistakes. I ran into my mom's room to see if she had heard the majesty, and she was sitting there crying . I can't stand it when she cries it makes me so sad. But I guess...in this context it was in a good way? Bah.

I have much other things to be doing at this particular moment, so I think I'll cut this short. Yay for boring entries. I'll be commenting you folks shortly, Teh Muphin M@n has not forgotten thee!

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I drove my dad to the grocery store yesterday. Why? Because he wanted me to. We were preparing to enter with the marvelous invention known as the grocery cart, but found the entrance to be temporarily obstructed by a large, balding black woman. With a little too much showing in the front if you know what I mean. Gross . Anyway, once she removed herself from between the sliding glass doors we made our way inside, into the domain of the produce section.

The grocery store really brings back memories. Me and my sister would always go there with my mom, since we weren't responsible enough to be left at home by ourselves, the little gremlins we were (are). I remember traveling through the store on our designated path, first stopping at the produce, then weaving our way through the aisles picking up whatever items the list called for. Driving the cart was fun at first, but quickly became a chore . I would always challenge my sister to see who could touch the highest hanging sign. The cardboard ones were a cinch for me back then...but those big metal overhead displays were always out of my reach. Funny how I can grab them now without even leaving the ground. Oh how I miss the olden days.

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Apil Fools! . Unfortunately, all the majesty has been destroyed because by now, everyone will have realized it's April Fool's Day so whatever I say or do will be rendered completely useless. Oh well. Onwards.

Speaking of speaking like Borat (hence the title), I actually went out and got the DVD finally. Me and some friends watched it, and I discovered that watching movies with friends is actually a lot funnier then just seeing them by yourself. Anyhow, I'm not sure how to judge it. Borat's one of those movies that's funny while you see it, but even better to yammer about afterward to other people. Kind of like Napoleon Dynamite. For anyone whose seen it...wtf is up with that old rodeo dude who talks to Borat before he sings the anthem? "You'd better shave off that mustache so you don't look so damn conspicious. I see a Muslim and I wonder what kind of he has blah blah blah." Ok then, Mr. Texan Cowboy Super White Supremecist Man.

Aside from my Borat adventures, not much else has happened this weekend. My friend introduced me to an amusing clip from Youtube, which I present to you. Good day.

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In my last entry I refused Nutang a picture of my father sportin the infamous fu manchu. I have developed more devious methods of capturing his appearance, a.k.a. use camera phone and send to pix place!


Nutang is in dire need of one of them bookmark icons...you know, the little icon that shows up next to the URL in some browsers? Google happens to have a square with a G in it. And Nutang needs to follow in suit. Perhaps I shall create a forum topic to discuss this marvelous new innovation.

So I got drafted into this little Rotary Club. It's for kids who are looking to pursue a future in college...specifically kids who need help. Now I'm not saying I don't need help, because I do, but not this kind of help. Everyone in there is a minority. Except for me. Everyone in there is female, except Daniel Harada, but he might as well be. NOT that I have anything against either racial / gender groups, but I feel so out of place. I think it was a mistake giving these people my cell phone number, since now I get random calls from this old guy whose my "counselor," or something to that effect. After our first meeting, which involved me hiding behind a facade of "yes, I do care what you have to say", he now wants to meet with my parents. What? Why? It's my worst nightmare manifesting itself in reality: my college-loving parents plus an equally rabid 80 year old man who will periodically stare at you for no particular reason, with some strange intensity that borderlines on creepy. This should be fun.

Ahh yes, and even more parental involvement on the horizon. March 30th is the beloved "Take Your Parent to School Day," which in my case translates to "Act Smart and Don't Fall Asleep, Plus Avoid Student Contact and Leave Your Parent Stranded in 1st Period" day. Really, honestly, I don't want this guy following me around school.


--EDIT--
Just so you all know, that pic of my dad's DL is OLD. Lol yes, about 20 years old to be exact. I feel blessed to know that such monstrosities are in the past.

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