| You have to see this. It will make you die laughing. Well... not really.... its just funny.
http://www.extremefunnypictures.com/funnypic909.htm |
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| Well I am slowly improving my grapeling skills. I was rolling with a guy friend of mine in class and he made a mistake and landed on his elbow. This is great for me cause this guy has some seriously boney elbows. The only problem with this was that the guy loves to use his elbows on me. After about 5 min of rolling with me he niticed something red on my white pants. He stopped and asked if I was ok. I said, I am fine but I think we should get your arm wrapped up. There was blood all over the mat and my white pants (I am a white belt so my gee is white). He left to go get a bandaid and everyone else on the mat just staired at me. I wonder if I will ever have another grapeling partner... |
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| Well I have been in Ju Ji-tsu for about two weeks now and I love it. I used to do japanese style when I was little but now I am doing Brazillian style. One of the guys I have been training with has done this for about two years and has also done Nin ji-tsu. Last night he asked the master if I could start grapeling knowing that I am not suppose to grapel until I have had a month of expierence. His though was that I was good enough to start early and that it would help my technique if I applied what I have been learning with a real life situation. Well the master thought it would be a good idea as long as we went very slow. I was so excited that I would finally get to start grapeling!!!! Last night we went for about 40 min straight. I am not going into detail of exactly what I did because I am not entirely sure but I was nick named, "The Beast" and the guy that had two year expierence on me could not get me off of him. It was really funny at the time but now I am really sore... |
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| I know I never talk on this thing anymore but thats cause I go to facebook now. Its a really cool site, so if you have not seen it, go there! |
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| Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but do you ever get that feeling when you go home that you are re-entering your child-hood. Its kinda like in the story A Christmas Carol where the ghost of Christmas past is bringing you back to your childhood. At first its kinda cool cause it brings backs memories of all the things you used to do, but then you feel like you are trapped in a twilight episode and there just is no escape in sight. Thats how I always feel when I go home. I can remember so much from my child hood but then its like my parents want to transform me back into that little 5 year old that they can keep forever and ever... and ever. I love my parents but there are times when they are too much for me to handle. I have two older sisters and I am the baby of the family. It makes sence that my parents want to protect me but they come up with some very dumb ideas. Like giving me a 10 pm cerfew when I am not even gonna leave until 11 pm or telling me to take my older sister with me (the ultimate star wars freak... a 25 year old virgin and I think she had a friend at one point...) when I have told them that if she is gonna go out with me, she better bring her own car cause I will ditch her. I know that sounds harsh but we really do not get along... She has serious problems! For example, instead of dieting like normal people in order to lose weight she just gains so much weight until her insurence pays for her to have a gastric bypass. And instead of learning how to dance by trial and error like most people do, he trys her best a ball room dancing, IN A NIGHT CLUB!!! Me and my other sister have tried to help her but she will not listen. She instead talks to our parents and grandparents saying that I am a drug addict and my other sister is a slut. So you can understand why I am not too keen on the idea of hanging out with my older sister.
I called my Dad today to tell him happy fathers day. He liked that. I felt kinda bad telling him that I would not be able to stay long when I went home. He thought I was gonna come home for a week and I told him it was gonna be like a day and a half. Out of my whole family I like my dad the best (I know you are not suppose to have favorites in family but I do). My Dad is awsome. I have always been able to joke around with him and he knows exactly what to do when I am upset. It broke my heart to tell him that I was not gonna be home for as long as he wants me to. But I will be back in a week for a few days for nationals. I hope that will make up for it. |
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