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Ahhh!
9/2/06--Saturday--9:31 pm
Crap. Well, my sister announced to me today she wants to join cheerleading, since she's moving up to the high school this year. Let me make it clear, I do not support this This is bad in so many ways...

1.) First of all, the reputation of a chearleader isn't exactly one that I want my sister to be flaunting. They're renowned for being downright bitches and pretty...ahem...$luty, if you know what I'm saying ...not exactly categories that I want my sister to be identified with.

2.) WHY must her every move be dictated by popularity? It's gotten to the point where I have to question anything remotely suspicious, becuase often times its another one of her schemes to garner more friends and social power. It drives me absolutely crazy. Cheerleading is obviously another attempt at gaining "popularity points" so to speak lol...although I'd rather not relate NUtang to something like this

3.) If you couldn't tell, I'm one of those anti-scene people who really doesn't like folks who are so willing to follow the crowd. Now that doesn't mean I dress in crazy boots, wear eye-liner, and strut gothic-style clothing in an attempt to deviate myself from the norm...lol it's not like that at all. It's just that doing something because it's "cool" or "everyone else is doing" just really disgusts me. That's probably why I like jump rope so much. I have to take some crap because other people don't consider it a sport, or they can talk becuase they play a sport more popular, but I really don't care. I'm doing something unique. Obviously, my sister and I have philosophies that clash .

So if any of you have comforting stories about cheerleading that my ease my pain, than by all means share them

--In other news--

Bah, another uneventful day (besides the above )...spent most of the day working on my blasted AP summer homework that I should've finished approximately 3.5 machillion years ago. I still have a little bit more to go, but at least the worst is over. Good news though, it sounds like my family can make it to the jump rope workshop I'll be teaching in Oregon...yay get to spend time with Elaine and the other former jumpers . Seeing Hazel is again is always a plus too. Gymnastics again in 3 more days! Maybe i'll get a backhandspring on my own this time .

I updated the gallery a bit, added some more pictures of j-rope and another one of me doing a really good impression of a dork. Examine at your own risk ;-)

Peace!

P.S. Just so you all know, I can't view some NUtangers sites :( I don't know why, I try using both Firefox and IE, but neither work! It just shows a bunch of CSS :-\. So if I haven't been commenting your page...that's why! Sorry :(

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A sticky situation
9/1/06--Friday--6:22 pm
Evolution is a tricky little bugger...especially when it grows thorns to keep you from harvesting the #1 berry of all time: blackberries! Me and my parents went over to my dad's friend's house to pick some of these amazing little things...and ended up coming home with a few pounds haha (not including the ones I digested while we were on site). My sister was conveniently away at a party, so I guess she's not getting any. There were sacrifices of course...involving sharp, needle-infested bushes and me having a lack of balance . I won't go into the gruesome details (lol), but I did have a little fall while reaching out from the ledge I was standing. Thankfully I was fully garbed with a sweater and jeans, but holy hell those thorns sure know how to pierce through anything! Lol I landed on my back, and immediately sensed exactly 8.7 machillion les attempting to feast on my flesh. Sadly, I was forced to lay there for a while as my dog attempted to come to my rescue because the thorns were attaching to my shirt and holding me down....

But I'd say it was worth it. Add another point to the "Brian gets hurt because of stupidity" chart lol....but I have learned my lesson. Never f*ck with blackberry bushes. Just pick the damn fruits and get out lol.

Ope, dinner time. I'll update this later. After dinner it's time to feast on them blackberries! And brush my teeth shortly after because they stain everything XD. Peace!

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On The Subject of Funerals
8/31/2006--Thursday--11:41pm
Well, went to my first funeral today. As most of you know, it was for my great aunt Eileen...she was old, 82, and her husband had died in February. It was all a matter of time I guess. Originally, me and my sister weren't supposed to be going. The night before my mom got an e-mail from Amy (Hotdog coach) saying that there was a party at her house for kids 10th grade and up. They were having pizza, watching ESPN tapes from Nationals, and discussing goals for this year. Me and Elaine were both really looking forward to going, and I was looking forward to spending some time with her and the rest of my new team. But my parents made a last-minute decision to bring me and Marissa (my sister) along, apparently because they heard most of the other cousins were forced passengers as well. Heh, irony works in the cruelest ways. It turns out that all the other cousins bailed out, and so me and Marissa were stuck being the only kids there .

I had issues with part of the funeral though. This was a catholic thing, so there was a mass held. I've never been to church...I don't believe in God, and hence when two men in white robes began preaching to us I was a little bemused. Wasn't this supposed to be about Eileen? Instead I keep hearing stuff about God and the lord Jesus and Christ and blah blah blah...at one point they even started talking about Eileen and said: "but this song isn't about her, it's about God," and prompted another speech about some other religious blah blah that I didn't really care to listen to. This may seem a little critical, but I really wasn't expecting something like that. My parents explained that the whole family was religious and it seemed fitting in that respect, but personally I definitly would never like a mass to occur on my funeral

I was surprised by the degree of caring that my family expressed. Not just my immediate family, but even people whom I had never met before in my life. I had gotten sick of hearing all this terrible stuff on the news, and reading the recent shocking headliners on the newspapers...strange how it took a funeral to remind me that people still care in the world. The whole ordeal was pretty emotional. It was hard to see all my relatives in tears, or struggling to hold them back...I shed a few of my own...although I'm a little emberassed to admit it. It's just so hard for me to see all of these people around me who have been so deeply effected by the removal of one woman from their lives...the gravesite burial was especially hard, on all of us I think. I kept imagining it from a movie scene...where the people are gathered around...the sun is up, the wind is blowing, and everyone's head is bowed. The image will probably stick with me for a while. First funerals aren't exactly easy to forget.

Well, haha sorry to horde you all with another boring, depressing entry, but I needed to get that off my chest. Sorry if it's all jumbled, I just sort of wrote it as I typed. I don't feel in the mood for editing and all that wholesome goodness...just relief. Once Hotdogs and more gymnastics/school start up, I'll hopefully have some more exciting news for you . Until then, you stay classy NUtang!

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Glorious Reunions...
8/30/06--Wednesday--8:41 pm
Ahh...good times w/ the team. We all went to Red Robin today, and spent about 1 and a half hours camped out at our table just talking. Gahhh...everytime we get together I remember how much I love these people! We were originally going to walk across the street and play a few games of Laser Quest, but after stuffing ourselves we decided that intense physical activity probably wasn't the wisest of choices...so the s concluded that shopping was a good idea instead. Not exactly what I would've elected as a pastime...lol but whatever, I played a long.

Several times I had to break apart from the group and head over to EBgames...those females are rabid shoppers! That and the fact that sometimes I couldn't be seen in the same store as them...like Claire's lol. Elaine had to catch up on some college shopping....which only reminds me that there are only a few weeks left before she has to leave for UW .

Alright let me give you a little background on this next character from my life...her name's Hazel, she's a sophomore in college, and she used to be on our old team about 3 years ago before she graduated high school. Since then, she's started her own team down in Orgeon (where she goes to school), and has invited us down several times to teach a workshop. She spent the summer up here in Washington and our team, despite having disbanded, did a demonstration for the Boys and s club where she volunteers. Well it turns out that Hazel wants us to come down to Oregon and teach another workshop for her own team...lol our team refuses to die! We're supposed to have ended this year, but by the looks of it we're still jumpers lol. This is by no means a bad thing...I would love to work with these guys again. Doing Hotdogs is great, but I probably won't be practicing with my former teammates like the good 'ol days...

It turns out I have to go to my great aunt's funeral tomorrow...I'm not really upset though. I guess I feel like I sort of owe it to myself to be there...even if I didn't know the woman as well as I probalby should have. It's going to be a lot of sitting and a lot of me excercising my patience...but I can make it. My sister may have issues however....

Ahh, well, that's been the recent additions to my life. School starts in a week...and I haven't even started on the 53 vocab words and 2 essays I have to write! Me and procrastination have a thing for mixing very well...and that's not a good thing.

Ciao folks, until next time...

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Wow, a day with something to do...
8/29/06--Thursday--7:36
Well, today was registration for high school...I was somewhat dreading it because I'd have to see some people and it would be kind of akward lol. But it actually turned out pretty good...my ASB card actually looks decent :D Maybe I won't look like a dubmass in the annual this time haha. I met up with a friend I haven't talked to in a while, so that was cool...me and a few other people went to his house after registration. Played Halo2 and ordered pizza...like the good times. So that occupied about 9am-2pm.

@ 3pm Elaine, Lily, and their mom came over to carpool to gymnastics (Elaine graduated to college this year, and she and Lily are both former jumpers on the same team as me). Well it sounds like Lily has decided to do Hotdogs too, and I reallllly hope Elaine comes along :( So anyways, Gymnastics was so amazing! I really hope Elaine decides to join in next time...I think with maybe two more practices I can do a back handspring on the gym floor This is still a maybe though...I can do it by myself down a slanted mat, but that's easier than on the normal floor. Also, front tuck and the kamikaze are not as terrible as I thought they were...woot I think I might actually get somewhere!

Ahh I'm so happy...tomorrow our old team is getting together again :) We're having lunch @ Red Robin and then heading across the street for Laser Quest...I'm really looking forward to spending time w/ them again. Well, ciao until next time!

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Blah blah
8/28/06--Monday--12:46 pm
Well, for those of you who have been kind enough to pay attention to my latest ramblings, I have good news! I can do Hotdogs! I was talking to my mom last night, because it seems like my dad is avoiding the subject, and with practices starting up soon I thought it was best if we could come to a decision on how this was all gonna work. She basically just said "don't worry about it." Maybe I'm jumping to conclusions here...but does that not sound like good news??? I still have to get a job though, because the financial strain is definitley gonna be noticable...but hell that's worth it.

Me, my sister, and this other kid Jake are gonna do a gymnastics practice tomorrow w/ the new team...for some reason I'm slightly apprehensive. Maybe it's because we have to start out w/ the younger kids lol The gymnastics teacher person, Glen, is sooo funny...but he's the type that doesn't give a damn if you're freaked out about trying some new thing, he just says "do it anyway." I think I'm okay with that, because after mastering the front flip/handspring I'm more comfortable with crazy stuff. But backwards always scares me I don't know why . My sister is definityl gonna have issues though lol...I've been working outside with her for about an hour a day to help her with some basic gymnastics to master. Acrobatics are definitly not her thing lol, but at least she's making some progress.

My aunt died a few days ago :( Actually, she was my great aunt. Her husband died a few months ago...and at that age, if one of them goes, the other is sure to follow. That's just how it is. They can't really live without each other I've met her a few times, and she's such an amazing woman...I don't know how she does it. I'm not as "close" to her as some of my other relatives...but for some reason it still kinda hurts. I feel so bad though...her brother called the house while my parents were away, and I took a message for him. He said that she wasn't doing well, and things were heading for the worse. I told him I'd pass on the message (this was about 10pm, my parents didn't get home till about 12). Well when they did get home @ midnight, it had slipped my mind and I only realized the next morning. So I told them, and my mom called. It turns out, she had died in the night...I felt so bad. I went to my room and just sat there for a while...damnit why couldn't I just have remembered to tell them earlier when they had come home.

Mmk well sorry to end on such a depressing note lol...again. But good the good news and the bad news just sorta balance themselves out :) On a lighter note, I was talking with President Bush today...I think he needs to get his phones fixed or something, I could hardly hear him. Oh well.

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Adventurous Adventures
8/27/06---Sunday---4:05 pm
Well I completely neglected to mentioned my escapades yesterday. We went over to my grandparent's house (dad's side) for an early birthday dinner type thing. Unfortunately it wasn't the fondue-style meal I was expecting (apparently that's the correct spelling....for those of you who I may have discussed this with ;-). But it was great nonetheless! Me and my sister went outside to do some tumbling practices for gymnastics, since the Hotdogs (jump rope team) are starting up gymnastics practice on this upcoming Tuesday. My parents haven't said we aren't doing the team yet, so we're going to this practice unless we hear otherwise.

Anyway, my grandparents have a lot of stuff growing in their garden, but their grass is absolutely terrible. Sufficeth to say, I had several cuts on my hands by the time I was finished. It's that dry. I'm pretty sure they were growing needle-grass to use in the movie Aeon Flux

The resemblence is uncanny.

So I watched Team America today. It was pretty retarded. There were some "lol" moments, but yeesh...what a graphic movie lol. Otherwise it was just dumb...some attempted crude humor but nothing fantastic. The degree of ridiculousness sounds reminiscent of some other movie...hm...can't quite place my finger on it.


Hmm. Oh well, I'll think of it later. Ciao

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Scribbles of the Muffin Man...
8/27/06---Sunday---8:50 AM
No, not the Muffin Man who lives on Dreary Lane...ME.

So today's my dad's b-day, and I made him a little comic for part of my gift. Here are somethings you should know about it:
1.) Cindy is my mom
2.) My sister has posture problems, so when she hunches you can see her shoulder blades a little. My parents call it "wings," and whenever they say that she owes them like 25 cents or something lol.
3.)On the Comedy Central sign, those are the things that he despises/dreads. Clarence is my dog (XD) and the rest lend to themselves.

SO, now that we have that out of the way here it is:

If you don't get the Red Bull thing...lol shame on you.

Since this is the "scribbles of the Muffin Man," I thought I'd throw in a few works I've been working on over the summer. I think I did a previous entry on a few of them, but that was before I started actually making friends XD. So yeah.


A lot of those (particularly the 3 of that one machine dude) are for a video game site that I visit...the other robot being from my creation, and the big skeleton being from a Warcraft III box art.

Phew! So many scribbles....but so much procrastination too! I haven't started on any of my summer homework yet, and although it may not be that much, I have a tendency to take forever on things I utterly despise . I have 53 vocab words and 2 essays from AP English, and a wonderful glob of text from U.S. History, which I am NOT looking forward too...on the bright side though, I passed my AP World History exam from last year! I'm sooo happy/confused, because I only did like 2/3 essays lol. I guess the multiple choice were all right or something haha. Anyways, that means I get college credit and my transcript grade for AP History gets bumped up to an A- While A- is something to cringe at for some, it's really quite an achievement for me considering that class was insane.

Well, time to go cook my dad breakfast....I thought you deserved a more lighthearted entry after reading that depressing one before lol. Enjoy!

-Brian

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