Kickboxing

Ahh soreness… what blissful agony. After Monday’s class I was sore like whoa. I felt it when I got dressed. When I opened a door. When I washed my hands. I felt it over and over again. I don’t think the pain is from the push-ups or the endless punch combinations. I think it’s from holding up those damn Thai pads while your partner gets to do all the moves. These things are about the size of a long shoebox, and get very heavy after being held up for half an hour. My shoulders and back are the most affected. But it’s that good kinda pain. Kinda.

Wednesday our instructor instated a rule because he was tired of people coming in late: for every minute that someone is late, the rest of the class does a push-up. Okay. Some guy comes in 15 minutes late, no big deal. But we do the push-ups real slow, all together at the instructor’s count. That makes it a little harder. But that’s nothing. Class continues. This other focker comes in 45 minutes late. At the end of class, we do 25 normal push-ups, and finish the rest off with these brutal spread-leg dipping push-ups, in two wonderful variations. While Mr. I-missed-half-the-class-and-fuct-everyone-over gets to count them out for us. The point being, of course, that we end up hating whoever comes in late. But I heard someone say, “I’m gonna come in late next time.” Yeah go ahead. And I’ll go ahead and piss on your gear and not remember it after. Justice.

Some of you may be curious on the Frenchy update… I found out her name is actually Ariane. I’m still learning more about her and France and stuff… and starting to see what may be a feisty flavor to her. Once while I was holding the pads for her she could see I was getting tired, and she said, “feel free to take a break… if you’re feeling… WEAK,” and smiled slyly upon uttering that last offensive word. Oh, and we got in trouble. We were switching gear… well, we were supposed to be, anyway. I took off the gloves and she took off the pads, and we sat down. People did the same, some went to get a drink of water. For some reason when the instructor told us to switch and get our gear back on, it didn’t register. I started asking her about English being taught in French schools. I looked up. Everyone in class was standing up with their gear on. We were sitting on the floor, with our gear lying around, utterly unprepared to participate in any type of kickboxing exercises. I jumped up and grabbed the pads, but it was too late. The instructor basically said, “I don’t see why people are sitting around chatting, we don’t have that much time. When I say put your gear on, I mean put your gear on,” and looked right at me. Luckily some girl who was a returning student ran over and helped me out, and the instructor started clowning on her a little, which lightened the mood. I guess it could have been embarrassing for most people... I don’t even remember the last time I let something embarrass me. I just wanted to finish the conversation. But that would have to wait. First I had to get my shoulders all achy. Anyways, we talked more after class, and I’m pretty sure we’re gonna be partners all semester. So more on that later…

Oh yeah, so I have all the gear now, except the mouthpiece. Which means we have another pair of boxing gloves. And I have an extra pair of wraps too, for our more serious bouts. Bring it on, chuckas.

Makes me laugh

Calvin & Hobbes
I read through the Calvin and Hobbes Sunday Pages book, which was of course classic hilarity. I laugh every time I think of this one strip: Calvin is running late to school, and forgets his lunch on the kitchen counter. He runs back and misses his mom who is trying to bring it to him. He misses the bus, and they yell at each other. When she’s driving him to school, they both look pissed… as he sits in the back seat with arms crossed, his frown is absolutely hilarious. People at work must be wondering why I start smiling/laughing at random times.

South Park
I just saw the Towelie episode. Towelie is an intelligent towel with arms, legs, eyes, and a mouth. He always wants to get high, and says (in a high-pitched Mr. Hanky-like voice) stuff like “man I’m so high, I have no idea what’s going on.” And he always responds to any comment involving water with advice on towel use. (ex. Kyle: "I'm gonna go to the beach"... Towelie: "Don't forget to bring a towel!") That’s not the funny part. The funny part is at the end:

(Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Towelie are playing a 4-player video game)
Stan: “Ok guys get ready, I think the next level is a water stage.”
Towelie: “Don’t forget to bring a towel!”
Cartman: “Towelie, you’re the worst character ever.”
Towelie: “I know.”
(roll credits)

Shanghai Noon 2
I didn’t see the first one. I don’t think the new preview is especially funny. But I laugh when they show on screen “LONDON”, and Owen Wilson says, “this country blows.” Heheh nice.

Good lord, well I guess I've been called a formal slut by everyone now. I have also gotten Chi Delt whore and being "passed around." So what do I think about it? I don't care, I'm having fun at them. They remind me of old high school dances, except with drinking. Taking pictures, dancing with your date, it's fun! I meet new people, all frat and sorority, well most of them, but that's ok. At least I'm not in one. I'm sure I could be doing better things with my money or time, but most of that involves Brendan and I'm sick of that mother fucker =).

School is boring as hell. I don't even know why I pay to go to school sometimes, it doesn't interest me at all. I just sit and drone. There have been few classes that have actually sparked my interest, which is sad, but true. Oh well, 5 more months! Don't get me wrong, I like being in SLO, just not in school haha.

Let me tell you about our afternoon...Andy, Kevin and I played a game where we went through all our movies and substituted the word 'gay' for some of the titles...here are some of the good ones:
Proof of Gay
Gay and Present Danger
Crouching Gay, Hidden Gay
Legends of the Gay
Field of Gay
10 Things I Hate About Gay
Lords of the Gays

haha, there are some other good ones too, but we have too much time on our hands. No offense to anybody, just being bored and stupid.

My opinion stays the same on the topic, Brendan, I would let you die fo sho! haha...I'm just kidding. I think I would give my life for you guys. I think that goes w/ my friendly title =). But seriously, I would. Trading one life for 5 lives and giving the chance of living life longer would be the greatest gift I could give anyone. I've always had reoccurring dreams of taking a bullet for someone, I think there's a part of me that wants to be a hero for everyone. I'm no superman, not even Batman, but just Bryant....FRIENDS!

Being around all these sorority peeps, I hear a lot about that San Jose killing, even though I don't know the details, the message is clear life is short, live it up. I'm hoping if the situation above ever occurs, that I will have lived a good life up to that point. Being mad and angry, sad, is sometimes uncontrollable, but it's something that we should all strive to take away from our lives as much as possible. Being bitter will not do anything, being scared to try something new will lead to nothing, being sad is just a road block to becoming happy eventually...I don't get mad too often(socom)...I only get sad about girl issues...but I'm hoping that every emotion I do have, I learn from and try to block out all the negativity.

Sorry this started to become sappy and stupid, so all in all...Yes I would die for you guys, Live Life, Have Fun...if you're not, it's time to change something up. Food for thought... Peace out.

So no stupid jokes today. Just some observations.

So as I told some of you last semester, the idiots in my film classes are inspiring. They inspire to kick their ass. Now mostly I would respect someone else's opinions and views. Not these idiots. In fact they have given me back some drive...the drive to be better than them. Now I totally understand that cinema is something that is not guaranteed. You are judged by somebody else's tastes. Now I also realize that this is how all jobs are. However I do feel that if you are in the entertainment business...its biggest flaw is the fact that so much talent gets overlooked and jobs get filled up with people's friends. Whatever...off subject. Anyway I lose in the situation of being surrounded by idiots because A) They take up the class time with useless comments and B) These are the idiots that will be every single of one my classes as the years go on. I hate them. I will destroy them. The drive is slowly coming back...In fact I think I will make friends with all of them so when I'm successful they think they have a connection in the industry. Then I'll tell them that their work sucks. And the good thing is that if they make it...I'll be friends with them. Hollywood is fake so I also will be fake. They just better not get a hold of this website.

Let's see what else. SFSU administration sucks. Here it is as short as possible. I get told, "yes you are cleared away for becoming a cinema major. Should take two days." That was over a week ago. I check online to register...oh i'm not a cinema major yet. So I cannot add classes. I drive back to SF for a two minute clear up at the admin desk. If I ever get rich...I will not give money to SFSU. They can suck a cock.

I really want a video game store. In fact I feel like drawing it out just like I did my future house. Okay for reals though. I'm working on a script...its required of me in my class (that I may or may not have). Its supposed to be thirty pages and close to a finished draft. So hopefully if you guys are around I can practice shooting it. If it turns out pretty good I might be willing to fork out some money for REAL film. But I figure I better shoot it digital first in case the dynamic isn't there. Uh I don't have a total accurate storyline yet...but the simple premise of the story is: Would one of us die for the group of our friends. I sure as hell wouldn't. Thoughts? Your thoughts might just make it in the script...or you can tell me if you think it's stupid. Just remember. If you think it's stupid...read below...hehe

Bryant is a formal slut. Steve is in some big club. Jon loves stinking unshaven frenchies. Derek is half chink. And...I can beat Brian at Soul Caliber 2. And BLucky...well look at him...living at home and still in school with idiots. Werd.

hahahaha..oh man. That piss story was fucking funny i must say. THe fact that he doesnt remember doesn't surprise me tho. It reminds me of a similiar story a few weeks ago.

I had been out drinking with a few friends of mine. Most of us only had a couple of beers so we were nowhere near drunk. Either that or it had been so long since we had stopped most of us had sobered up. However, there was this one guy. He was so fucking drunk. He just came along cuz he needed a ride from his roommate. Anyways, we were watching TV and he had passed out on the floor. All of a sudden he gets up and stumbles over to the wall, his hand on his crotch. Aparently he was undoing his fly. Then he started leaning against the wall. All of a sudden, I had a sense of deja vu. So i said to my other friend, "holy shit man..he's gonna fucking piss on the wall!". This was my friend's girlfriend's place, so he reacted accordingly. He jumped up and yelled to guy, "YO YOU BETTER NOT BE PISSING ON THE WALL!! GO THE FUCKING BATHROOM". THen he jumped up and grabbed the guy and ushered him to the bathroom. I would like to note that the guy had his pants undone and was about to whip out his nutty buddy, so it's a good thing my friend jumped up when he did.

Why did i have a sense of deja vu? BECAUSE THIS GUY HAD DONE IT BEFORE. This guy like to piss in public places when he's drunk. I remember one time at my friends party, he had woken up in the middle of the night to piss in my friend's trashcan. and THERE WERE PEOPLE LYING RIGHT NEXT TO THE DAMN TRASHCAN. My friend woke up and said..."uh you can use the toilet" and the guy replied "nah it's coo".

funny shit. i laughed especially hard at the "piss-infested" shit comment.