You know what, today was a good day. I got accepted to WWU. I have another halftime show for the UW. I found good music. The Hi-Def Iron Man trailer is beautiful. So is my girlfriend, even though she doesn't listen to me (told you so :P) I got my consecutive backhandsprings / standing backflip at gymnastics. Oh, and....

WE MADE IT TO FINALS

We upset Franklin, we beat Lincoln, we won against our cross-town rivals, Decatur, and now boys basketball is going to finals for the first time in school history. Tomorrow, at 7:00pm, under the overarching ceiling of the Tacoma Dome, in the stands and on the court, this shit's about to go down.

On a sidenote, I catpured this video on my Bellingham travels last weekend:

Geese in the air, geese on the ground...it was ridiculous. And boy do they stink. Just like the crappy video quality, sorry about that . Cellphone's just can't do it all....

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I picked up an interesting survey from the Space...but I'm not the one who has to fill it out. Don't feel obligated, and by all means, if you decide to take it, please be honest. I realize some of the questions don't really apply to Nutangers because we only know each other through the internet, so feel free to scratch those or any others that you don't want to answer. Survey here.

Something I picked up off Youtube:



I love how she says it so earnestly, with the finger point and all...and then just blows it. I can see the headline though:
FIRST GAY MAN CLIMBS MT. EVEREST

But it doesn't beat this one:
Video: Mexico's Weight Problem
Feb. 19, 2008
Mexico's obesity rates have soared as people eat less tortillas and more junk food. TIME's Ioan Grillo looks at the scale of the problem.

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Eh. I've been sitting here for a good 15 minutes deciding if I have the initiative to post. I don't, but I need to write.

Bellingham was blah. There was nothing special to it. The halftime shows sucked, it wasn't particularly fun, Jake's dad is a 2 year old...but for some reason I want to go back.

I just want to get away. No, I'm not complaining about my life. I have nothing to complain about. I don't want to leave my life behind...I just want a break. Bellingham did that for me. And there were stars...wow. I've never seen the sky like that before. I couldn't help but look up at the universe and feel completely useless, just another speck of matter against the huge backdrop of existence. I felt so insignificant, all the worries of my life felt so insignificant, it was like taking a step back and looking at the bigger picture. It felt so good...

And now I'm back, worrying about school tomorrow, about scholarships, about college....back to worrying about the same old thing I've worried about every other day for the past five years.

I saw Step Up 2 tonight. Much to my surprise I didn't fall asleep, so I got to witness all of the bad acting and predictable story firsthand. The dancing wasn't bad, but it wasn't anything YouTube doesn't already have to offer. I could've told anybody this, but Brittany and her dad wanted to go so I felt obliged...plus I had slept through our date on Friday so I felt a tinge guilty. My favorite part was a 2.4 second clip of some girls doing double dutch speed on "the streets." I was surprised and excited that the little segment didn't make jump roping look like shit.

I needa go sleep now. Hopefully I'll feel more cheerful in the morning.

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Do girls have any real friends? It seems like nearly all females are fake to each others' faces in at least some way (and sometimes worse to the opposite sex, but I won't go into that). They can go from "yay best friends for life" to "omg what a bitch" almost instantly. No comprendo.

The catalyst in my pondering has been primarly my girlfriend, who has been on the recieving end of these wildly swinging relationships lately, but some members of my team are also involved in their own struggles...though with a little less innocence. Both cases involve estranged "best friends," a good deal of animosity, and some easily resolved bull shit. Girls complain and complain about drama but ooooh boy can they stir it up. No comprendo! There is a simple solution to all of this: don't hate people. Ta-da, the problems of the world are solved! You're allowed to be pissed off, but don't make it someone else's issue.

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So I will be frolicking up in Bellingham this weekend. I'm driving up to do a halftime performance at a basketball game, and then staying with Jake and his dad at some relative's house. Jake is an 8th grader. His dad, if he weren't 6' 0", could be easily mistaken for an eight grader as well. Under normal circumstances I would dread having to babysit the two of them, but I think this will be a good opportunity to just relax. I've also been going through jump rope-trip withdrawls so hopefully this will remedy that. And I'm bringing my laptop so hopefuly some hapless noob with have an unsecured wireless network ripe for Internet stealing.

BOOM, posted at midnight.
Muffy over and out!

P.S. Oh yes, and I also conquered both the Dark Side and the Sunny Day. Sweet victory.

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