this xanga looks really plain and boring. anybody got advice to make it look 1337? i suck at this internet thing. unlike you freshman who spend wayyy too much time on it. but anyways

EVERYBODY GO TO THE WRESTLING MEET TOMMOROW NIGHT.

 IT IS THE SENIOR GAME OF THE MONTH! CHEER ON THE WRESTLING SENIORS!!!!

I dont really know why but after i started getting into the mindset of a good student on friday, i just feel like life jsut hit the brakes. hmm. i dont really know what i mean but its like everything is suddenly boring now. yeah. im bored.but i know that in no time it's gonna pick up the pace again.

life is a little depressing. senior year has really sucked a lot actually. i wish i didn't sign up for ap lit.

Hmmm...

Life is confusing. Um, where to begin? there's a lot of things cluttering my brain right now.

Last Saturday: Leigh tournement, got up at 5 30 got to school at 6 got 5 people in my car ready to go. but, i forgot how to get to leigh so i figured i'll just follow someone. so i followed the first car that pulled out of the parking lot. it was a silver caravan. followed it down johnson to bollinger to lawrence to 280 south. by now im thinking "we should be going to 85 south, but maybe theres a faster way?" yeah so keep following... um follow 280 to 880 and now its been about 15 minutes and we're getting farther away... its been about 40 minutes on 880 now and we're getting really worried. maybe the other car is going the wrong way? maybe theres a different way to go? maybe we followed the wrong car? maybe leigh is farther than we thought. so we call the coach and ask who is driving the silver caravan. he says its darrin so we keep following. now we're passing union city and its been about 50 minutes. ok so who the hell are we following? i drive up next to the car in the left lane and we look in and see Kimmie's mom. holy crap we're following the girls to the girls tournement thats 3 hours away. ok... so i get on the exit and make a left turn and get back onto the highway going back to san jose. oh crap we're gonna be late. i follow another car a green civic who is going fast and we're both driving about 95- 100 mph another civic joins us and we make it back to 280 in about half the time. mean while the guys in the back are screaming their heads off as i assure them we're not gonna die. so we call the coaches again and ask how to get back. i have no clue where to find 17 so i just go back to cupertino and go to DEanza to get gas. umm. ok done with gas we get on 85 and we're at the exit in about 5 minutes.  take a few turns and we're almost there but wait at the last red light for seriously 5 minutes. finally we go to the high school and weigh in. everybody's already done and we had to fudge it a little. we go to breakfast and i ate the most i've ever eatin my my life. um the rest of the day was like any other tournament. We got to the championship round and lost by 5 points and took second. Um I pinned 2 heavyweights and teched a 215 pounder. Um.. one of the heavy weights was deaf. That was weird his coach had to do sign language to him. Um… he scratched my chest and it bled all over the place. Um.. yeah then we went to applebees im the pimp van.

Tuesday. Went to wrestling and got a concussion. We were running drills and julian reversed my head and arm and slammed me onto the mat. The back of my head hit the mat really hard but I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it so I stood up. Then we were finishing off practice so I ranked off against julian again in the center and I was a little slow and did the same thing and he threw me and somehow sprang my ankle. Um… bill brought me to the trainers office. I was sitting there and I felt like I just woke up I was like .. where am i? and then the trainer asked me a bunch of stuff and I forgot how to answer them. I didn’t remember how I got to school or what day it was and she told me to repeat 5 words that she said.. and I couldn’t um.. so I had to go to the hospital. My mom was mad at me. um. Waited at valley medical center’s ER from 4 to 10 and then they gave me a slip. Ohhh the guy in the room next to us was laughing hella loud. He was definitely a crack addict by the way he laughed. He must have laughed for about 30 minutes straight and when he inhaled you could hear the crack in his lungs. My mom and I couldn’t stop laughing. Umm. Then the doctor came in to check my vital signs but at that same moment these paramedics brought a hobo in on a stretcher and the hobo was like “ohh sorry I made a mess” and some dude nurse was like oh don’t worry about it.. and I had to try so hard not to laugh because the guy crapped his pants on the stretcher and it smelled sooo bad and while the doctor was taking my pulse I saw some guy nurse put on gloves and clean up the shit. Hahahah.

Hmm what else? My brother came home yesterday. Um. I went to winter formal the day before. It was fun but I was pretty boring. I burned my hands twice when I was playing with the candles on the table. I took wrappers from the mints and lit them on fire. Then I tried to put it out with my hands and the melted/burning plastic stuck to my fingers and just kept burning. Yea that was dumb so me and kay asked for some ice. Umm what else… my mom got mad at me because I got up at 2 to burn incense for kev but I had to because I had to.  

Wow. This is a really stupid entry. props to anyone who reads the whole thing... I’ve been meaning to update this for weeks and I just never felt like it. I still don’t but I feel like I should. Um… well anyways life couldn’t be more confusing than it is now and well I hate change but that’s the way it is. Umm.. they didn’t play the song that I requested at formal. I requested hear you me because it’s a good song and it reminds me of kev.. um. Well ok bye.

Basil

wow. i haven't writtin in this thing for so long. now that i have a myspace and all. anyways.

After awards night tonight, it made me realize that sure, i'm glad that you all think highly of me. and of course, i love the attention. but to me, winning these awards really means no more to me than a beauty contest. i didnt' do anything much, i was just me. if anybody should really deserve these awards, it should be my brother Brian. he stuck through band for 4 years, even with people older than him who didn't care about being good and had a need to label those who were better than them. he strove soo hard to make this band what it was and everystep of the way, someone would try to take away his opertunities. in the end he made a trumpet section finer than any section our band has ever seen. these guys bond together like no other. trust me, having a squad of 20 trumpets at my house every other week was enough to show some appreciation. but these guys are the only ones who can recognize all the hard work Brian put in to make this band good. i think after all the crap had to deal with and all the dedication he put into the band, he really deserves these placks, not me.

but. i dont want to be negative about it. so thanks all you guys who voted for me. it means a lot to me to know that you guys respect me as a musician and look up to me as a leader. Thanks for ending 4 years of marching band so well.