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| Friday, May 25th, 2007 | | 6:30 pm |
 I feel up for a walk around the world. Chao | | Friday, April 13th, 2007 | | 11:16 am |
| | Wednesday, February 28th, 2007 | | 9:07 pm |
A hand's story
Someone once told me that by looking at someone's hands you could get a story of how they lived their life. I totaly believe it. Then they looked at my index fingers and said that since they where curved I must have played a lot of video games as a kid. Which I supose I definitely did for about 3 years, just until about hitting puberty when the movers stole the system. I had to agree at the time but it made little sense to me considering that playing video games is not a weight bearing exercise that would adjust bone mass unless you where a serious clencher. Now last jazz rehersal as I felt the familar feeling of a trombone resting into by finger bones it made me think about that again. So I've got a little classic "how well do you know me quiz?" based on my hands. Just for fun. I give you the feature, you tell me where it came from. I already gave you a hint to start. 1. My left pinky has a crik in it after the first joint. 2. My left index finger sways to the left while my right does not. 3. My right middle finger has a monster callus on it. 4. There is a stragne callus inbetween my right ring finger and pinky. 5. My 2nd and 3rd knuckes are much larger than the rest. Especially on the right side. 6. I have a lot of veins in my hands. 7. The muscles between my thumb and index finger have much more substance on the right hand. Current Mood: bright | | Sunday, February 4th, 2007 | | 11:42 am |
WTF?
I just realised today that myspace puts up text ads on your home page. I'm assuming that they are generated by relating to your interests because mine where all about martial arts. Which is cool I guess. I mean, If I'm going to look at ads I might as well see ones that I already expressed interrest in based on my profile. This however, is where it gets nasty. I checked 3 of the links because one was about buying MMA merchandise and I don't have money. First link is supposed to take me out to some of the best sites out there to teach you martial arts. Wait? The web site is supposed to teach me martial arts? Curious. I check it out. AHHH no. This is a website to links where I can buy instructional videos to teach me martial arts. That's backspaced rather quickly. But man, it's a long list of different things to buy. That's umm, disturbing. So lets see the next site based on my interests. A website for martial arts singles to hook up. Or at least I think it was more general and based around fitness oriented singles. That's neat, I guess. But I'm not signing up for a dating site. I've done pretty well finding people into fitness so far just by doing fitness related stuff right? If I really wanted to find a new "fit" guy I'd just walk into the gym anyway. The place is a meatrack. The last site was the best of them all. So good infact that I have to put the link up here. http://www.martial-arts-hypnosis.com/?gc lid=CLTEr-iNlYoCFQJbSgodbCG6hw Yes, and once you see this you'll be wowed, shocked by the meere stupidity of someone who wants to buy the product. What? You can hypmotize me into being a black belt? REALLY NOW! THAT'S JUST SWELL! Or painfully scammy. Something tells me the secrets of martial arts masters has nothing to do with hypmotisim. Infact, it's not much of a secret at all. You work hard at anything and you will get better at it. Pssh. Hypmotism. I love this: Try out this amazing training aid !! Bruce Lee had training tools like this in the DVD "Bruce Lee Martial Arts Master". You don't really get the full benefit of training from hitting the air, you need to be striking something solid. Punching bags start flying around too much after your weight-transfer efficiency gets above 20%. You need to be delivering over 20Kg of force to disable an attacker. THIS is THE partner to train with Then they procede to show a weight bench with a pole sticking out of it bolted to the wall. I clicked it and found this.  There's so many things better left unsaid. Well acctually I just went back and checked out the MMA site. It's a copycat of myspace based around MMA. Well, for good measure I'm going to put up the rest of the sites anyway. Martial Arts Instruction (I love the $ icon next to it, so appropriate!), http://goboy.bz/Martial+Arts+Instruction Fitness Singles (Because walking to the gym or an extensive site like E-harmony just isn't good enough) http://www.fitness-singles.com/register-c amp.asp and myMMAspace(can't say I really looked at this one. It could be the most promising or just horribly bad. It certainly has an "X-treme!" kind of color sceme though.) http://www.mymmaspace.com/ Current Mood:  cynical | | Friday, January 26th, 2007 | | 3:28 am |
Life. Play loud and pretend you know what you're doing.
Thusday is one of my more busy days in the week. There's always quite a bit to do but it winds down nicely with Jazz. Because I've lost my touch for music, it's probably the second most cognitively strenous thing I do. The first is driving and not getting my passengers killed. I like that challenge and I like thinking in an entirely different way. For me, music is a way to clear thoughts completely because at my peaks I wont think in words. Music becomes virtually fully encompassing, I do everything but smell music. Taste isn't as obivous of a sense but trust me when you move your lips enough you can taste it in your mouth. So I'm playing in class and we get a new song, I'm trying to keep up with the tempo and hit the right notes yada, yada. Now there isn't much for about twelve measures of the song and it's repeated. My music has some "on cue" notes that typically come in as little punches to fluff up a soloist or soli. So the 2nd chair tenor starts playing a solo (first chair's in Jazz typically sit in the middle with surrounded by the others, with the highest playing instruments in a group. Example: 2nd chair tenor sax - 2nd chair alto sax - 1st alto - 1st tenor - barry sax. Or in the case of the trombones theres an exception 2nd chair Me, 1st, 3rd, 4th, 5th. The fourth chair was supossed to sit next to me but there are not 5 parts in most trombone music. So he prefers to sit next to 5th and share the 4th part. I digress) The saxs start playing 12 measure solos one by one down the line. I'm still not getting my cue and my mind starts to wander. My guess is that our professor wants to see their improv abilities because he wants to find the best soloist of the saxes. Oh but then he cues the 5th tombonist. I don't even remember what I said but my face told it all because Daniel looks at me and says with a big butt munching smile, "nope, we've all got to do it." We're already down to 3rd chair and that means there's less than 24 measures in 160 time before it's my turn. My brain thought of a few things. 1. Freeze..... 2.CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP 3. Play in the key of F. Play in the key of F. Think of the F scale. Wait this is jazz. Oh just think of the F scale. 4. Well I'm just going to play loud and pretend I know what I'm doing. Ands thats the first step to improv. By the second time around I'd written down the jazz scale next to it and just picked from the notes. | | Wednesday, January 10th, 2007 | | 1:20 am |
 Alex showed me this. He puts it up every time Jason walks into the room. Apparently there was more Orange and Blue at UCF today than Gold and Black. I feel kinda bad for that kid but not for the shoulder he was crying on. The Ohio State fans where pretty obnoxious before the game. | | Friday, December 22nd, 2006 | | 10:52 pm |
So Dorjan came down to visit for two days and he brought me a really nice Christmas present. I now have beautiful colored pencils that work WAY better than my previous ones. Combined with the fact I'm finally home with my forgotten sketch book I had to sit down and draw something. Which of course I had artists block so I just kept freehanding until something came out. Current Mood: artistic | | Thursday, December 14th, 2006 | | 9:35 pm |
Demon banisher.
Hehe, it feels like I'm the only one in this hall. Of course there's other girls but they're either out or studying very quietly. I was expecting my fridge to stink a lot more. I had cleaned it out before, it was awful, and just didn't put anything back in. Here's the cacther, even after every thing was out...it still smelled like hell. Realizing my frigde was haunted by dead oder causing bacteria I sealed it shut until I had the proper tools to banish the demon. Well I bought that magic potion today, BLEACH. Yes, armed and ready I slowly opened the frigde...and the smell had dissapated. My fridge was no longer haunted and I realised I still had two cans of manderine oranges left. Well it's still been wiped down with bleach for good measure. My room smells very steril, like a hospital or something. It's good to have finals over. I can finally Totally relax. I'm looking forward to going home. Current Mood:  calm | | Tuesday, December 12th, 2006 | | 11:27 pm |
My Personality | | Neuroticism | | Extraversion | | Openness To Experience | | Agreeableness | | Conscientiousness | |
I found this to be a cute quiz. Any thoughts on accuracy? :) | | Monday, November 20th, 2006 | | 2:01 am |
So I've been tagged to jot down 6 weird or peculiar things about my self. I'm supposed to tag six other people as well. Here's what I have to say to that. If you think you're of enough interest to somebody to write 6 weird things about yourself go ahead. I'll probably read them and find enjoyment in it but I'm not putting pressure on anybody. -At times I dream in music. No vision. The sense of sight is non existant. It can have up to 4 or 5 parts and I typically forget all the lines in about 5 minutes of waking up. I think I held onto one bass line for about a week once but then lost it. If I haven't played music in a while, I'm much less likely to expirence this. -I stare at trees and I know the scents of the majority of the flowers on campus. Acctually I don't find this weird because it's calming to me. However, I've been told that this is very uncommon among other things regarding this behavior. -I Switched my major to Pre-Med because it was the easiest thing to do. -I have no problem with sleeping in public between classes. Typically this is done on the benches inside or outside of the gym or the Union lawn. I like the Union lawn because I know I'll never really sleep too long before something like an ant bites me and wakes me up. It's preferrable to missing an appointment. I still put on my alarm though. -I've ran through the streets with hundreds of people in my underwear and climbed on the roofs of campus buildings all in one night. Sometimes when you look at Century tower late at night it blends with the sky except for it's black windows. It looks like someone hung doorways to the real night in the sky. -I'm a happy person. No, that's not odd in any way but the way people seem to look at the world and where it's going you'd think that happiness is quite hard to come by. I think I found my own personal key though. I should have died a few years ago in my late teens but instead I was born in the right era where those kinds of problems can be taken care of before they hardly start. So knowing the fragility of life and the nature of life not being fair I'm just really pleased with the sheer luck of who and how far I am. Life is good because I still have the chance to appriciate it and I make it that way. Take care y'all. | | Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006 | | 2:26 am |
Small world, or internet rather
Got to talk to Eric today. Sometime during the conversation he was bugging me about finding where he could buy gatorlytes for his bicycle training. So while we where talking he was looking up things on the internet. "You would not believe what I just found." "What?" (or other typcial dumb comment from myself) "I just looked up "gatorlytes buy" and I found your livejournal." AHAHAHAH. Good lordie I've been around too much gatorade lately. It's not the first one on the list, but it is on the first page of results. Current Mood:  I should get to sleep now | | Sunday, September 24th, 2006 | | 6:12 pm |
Jason, you always have good words to say and share. Thus I'm posting these up here for you.
"One Day You'll Be Great"
By Jason Clements
One day you'll be great,
One day you'll be everything you ever wanted,
One day you'll be the person you always wanted to be,
And I'll be there cheering.
One day you'll be loved unconditionally,
One day you'll love someone unconditionally,
One day you'll break someone's heart,
One day someone will break your heart,
And I'll be there crying for you.
One day you'll lose a friend,
One day you'll meet the best friends,
One day plans will finally go through,
One day you'll be great.
One day you'll miss them,
One day you'll wish you cared,
One day you'll stop caring,
And I'll be there with my arms wide open.
One day will be in the future,
One day the bad news will find you,
One day the good news is already here,
And I'll be the messenger.
One day you'll say yes,
One day you'll say no,
One day you'll be confused,
And I will help you sort things out.
One day this will all be gone,
One day the pain will stop,
One day the sky will be bright,
And the sky will remind you of how open your life really is.
One day you'll be great, One day you'll be the best, But everyday you are alive you create, A new day that holds a new quest, But in all the confusion stay strong, Today is the day you'll be great, Because I've known it all along. He also had this to say, which although it has been said before I still really liked it. It makes me think a little of the great relationships I've lost to long distance and how I'm so glad that nothing turned sour. I'm really lucky to have dependable friends. "I've learned something. If you love someone and you take care of them in their time of need and you share all the best times with them they will eventually get better. And once they are better they will want to spread their wings. Don't be angry, or sad, or depressed about it. Remember the good times and all the smiles. It's really true, If you truly love someone, you have to set them free." Man, I need to get back up to Orlando to see those two in person. Sigh, another thing to put off until second semester. Just to everybody out there reading this, I do appriciate you. Thanks for taking interest. Current Mood: ready to work out in the pit | | Monday, September 18th, 2006 | | 2:32 pm |
Finally got a new gymanstics teacher! She's not only non-dangerous/non-incompetant but she's a really good teacher to boot. So I'm really pleased because I was breaking a sweat this morning and after my string of classes I fell asleep peacefully. Of course I forgot to turn my cell phone off of quiet and buying tickets with my friends completely slipped my mind. Apparently Dorjan went on a wild goose chase getting me a ticket anyway and now I've got to thank him. I'm feeling guilty for not being on top of things. But moreso lucky that I've good friends. | | Thursday, September 14th, 2006 | | 3:39 pm |
So stacey thought that I made such cool metaphors today that I had to write them down. She's doing a little dance right now. Apparently being mentioned in my livejournal makes her "feel special". You're awesome Stace!
Life is like a rock legde. People are not ment to fit into it perfectly by any means. They have been created to struggle and work to survive. So you just have to cling onto the side and ride it out or climb up. Some people try to mold into the crevices to avoid confrontation or gain acceptance, taking the "go with the flow" to an extreme where their personality becomes liquid itself. Expectedly, the watery personality runs down the ledge.
The second referrs to a particular person in specific.
"That boy is terrified of me"
"Terrified?"
"He puts a girl on such a high pedistol and becomes scared when he sees how long her shadow is."
Where does this all come from? I guess I'm just exhasperated with a few things right now.
| | Wednesday, September 13th, 2006 | | 12:16 am |
Quikie post! -Got electorcuted by a kow. Broke the skin because my hand was spongy from ice. Good news is that it was only on the knuckle. -Lost my art book. Just bought it, don't have the money for another one. Good news, I can trace my steps tomorrow and it should probably show up. I also have my phone number in the front so if somebody finds it hopefully they'll call. I should have made a claim to a reward if found. -Studied plenty for the test tomorrow. I feel good about doing well. -Want to kick my gymnastics teacher in the face. I won't because she's skipping teaching our class. I guess she figured that if she wasn't going to teach us anything anyway she might as well not show up. Good news, Christiano offered to train me on the side Thursday at the open gym. =) -Talked to old friends today! I miss them. | | Sunday, August 27th, 2006 | | 9:07 pm |
Mmmm. Good weekend. Why did the font size get so small? Wait, I'm on Subscript. Oh what the hell. I sort of feel sleepy down low right now anyway. Definitely a good weekend though. Felt bad for bailing out on Jason with the climbing but I had been dancing like a pirate hooker (a term recently given to me by friend back home) :) So the infamous list hasn't really been whittled down to anything except for figureing out the trainers manuel. They put it online! That just means I really need to fix the printer now. Laundry will be done later tonight. So yesterday was Dorjan's birthday and we took him dancing at rehab. 7 dollars, cheaper than a movie and more fun to watch too. Chris seemed to have lost his mind sometime during the night and decided that he'd take off his overshirt and swing it around his head like a helecopter. Of course he was holding it by one long sleeve and the other ended up smacking three different girls in the eyes. As they clutched their faces in grimaced pain some dudes near by that began to crack their knuckles. Out of sheer luck he put his sweaty rat tailed shirt back on. There was quite a few frat boys that wanted to beat the living tar out of that boy. We on the other hand couldn't stop laughing. When he walked into the dorm today every guy in the room had to rip their shirts off and start swinging them around their heads. He won't live that down for a while no matter what he claims about not caring how he looks. I also missed the shot of 5 different guys swinging their shirts over their heads while Chris looked on with utter indifference. Should have kept the camera on standby. Which reminds me that I need to find a picture of my self to staple to an index card for my first block. What's the point? In the end the teacher will still only know the people who take the time to get to know him. Period. I better get back to all that, laundry, the printer, and helping Stace pick up her television. I've got to give that list a licking. Current Mood: pleased, but heavy eyed. | | Friday, August 25th, 2006 | | 6:44 pm |
busy mind
I finally had a nap and it was pretty much amazing. Sorry Jason, I bailed on boldering. I haven't had much time in a while because of practice but at least I've been slowly getting organized over the last few days. Of course I still seem to have an ample to do list. Which I'm going to write here for my own thought organizing.
If I wanted to mull about it I'm sure I could think of something else that's entirely non important. Of course I'm not too sure when I'll get to these things anyway. Most of the online stuff I can take care of tonight. Sunday my day's joyfully packed with things I'm looking forward to. Jason and I moved the climbing to then because of the weather today and then there's a SATO meeting at 4. Yay! getting to know people in the major. Time for asking questions about that manuel. And finally Dorjan and the guys are cooking up dinner. Everyone's always telling me how Dorjan's such a great cook so I'm really looking forward to this. He's told me he's going to teach me how to make musaca. Spelling anyone? Saturday I'm in the training room at 8:30 in the morning to random mystery time. They never tell you how long you're going to be working. They also never tell you the next time you'll be working until after you finish the task given at hand. It's a strange way of doing things but I think they want us on our toes. So Saturday I could have plenty of time in the after noon to finish all my crap or I could have little. Which reminds me, I need to talk to Andrew about switching our practice days. It would create a beautiful blankness in my schedule if I was able to alternate busy days with absolutely nothing days. Mmmm yes. Current Mood:  thinking | | Thursday, August 17th, 2006 | | 4:00 pm |
This is two days late due to a bad battery charge and a busy schedule
Oh, got out early today so now I've got a little time before the battery goes out. I finally found a spot where you can hear the music in the reiz. You just have to sit directly under the television. The roomate moved out today to go on some trip but she was nice enough to stay for the majority of practice to help us out. Gurline quit though. She had greater priorities with her kingdom hall than the orange army and they both seem to demand a lot of time. Jasmine came the first day but quickly developed bursitis. Then she was supposed to call the training room days ago because it should be healed by now by about a week. Of course she hasen't and the rest of Orange army is assuming that she's quit. Also there's one girl who is supposed to come later in the summer. So that leaves us from eight people to six people with two missing in action. Two a day tomorrow and there's only 4 people. It'll work. Still, no matter how hard we work we'll never be putting in as much as the players. The coaches are handing out gatorlytes like they're candy. Good news is now AP has told the student trainers that they no longer get first dibs on the "snack" leftovers that they feed the football players after practice because they're getting perdeim any way. I idea is that Orange Army doesn't get a lot of chances for a hot meal so we'll get first pick. Which is nice because there were some days that between the team and the trainers things were picked pretty clean apart from one or two side dishes like potatoe salad. I also realised that my numbers were pretty wrong making my weight estimates of the calves. 6 or 7 galons is typically 48 to 56 pounds not 36 to 42. I liked it better with my numbers. Also after my little run around AP has demanded that when lifting ice chests and calves we must use the dolly(which got back on the feild!) or the another person to help us. At that point he pointed directly at me and said "and your're the worst culprit" um guilty as charged I guess. Of course he also said later today that was one of the reasons that he liked me. I was a "string bean" that attempted all that crap regardless. Now for the most enjoyable moment of the day. One of the players asks megan for a new towel and she asks him why. To which he wrings a sopping puddle of sweat on the ground, happly replies "thats all from mah butt", and then smacks the towel on her shoulder. So that was two days ago, I had some problems updating. Last night however I got to be the center of a funny moment instead. Its after practice, almost 9:30 and everything in the training room has died down for a little while. Sarah, the intern, uses the time to teach us some pnf strecthes. Before you know it everyone is streching eachother out and is in a good mood. So afterwards we're standing around in a circle and I bend down to touch my toes, getting my hamstrings a little better. I shift my weight from hip to hip to ease into the strecth. At this point everyone starts cracking up. Urban Myer walked right behind me and got a really "what the fuck?" look on his face that I didn't get to see because I was bending my self over and shaking my butt at Urban. Ah. yeah. I laugh when I'm nervous and at this point I litterally colapsed to the floor laughing. Some one told me to get up, I immediately did and tried to make myself feel a little better by saying "Oh well, it's not like he even knows my name" Steph replies through bursts of giggles "oh but he will now" Heh. I seem to have a problem about this whole act professional when it matters thing. | | Sunday, August 13th, 2006 | | 12:20 pm |
| | Sunday, July 30th, 2006 | | 9:32 pm |
Pink flecks and swipes!
Last Sunday practice for me until who knows when. At least I've got some good markings to show for the workout. :) and on that note, it really wiped me out and I think I need some sleep.
I wonder if there's a sand pit in Gainesville for me to start working knife hands. Maybe I could just find a bunch of dirt as a subsitute. Hmmm, Contemplations. Current Mood: mmm.. |
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