Getting Digits

So today I hung out with my Latvian friends, Edgars and Peters. We posed as high school students at Nevada Union High School to hang out with some friends at lunch. It was cool cuz we saw a lot of people we knew and started conversations with many students. The Latvian guys are like celebrities because every girl loves those European accents and the guys just think they are plain hilarious. We were there for 30 minutes and we were instantly popular. Edgars talked like he had game and could easily get a girl's number, but actions speak louder than words. I made a bet with him that if he could start a conversation with a girl he never met, have it last for at least 3 minutes, and get her number, then I would pay for his dinner. He talked like it was so easy, but every time I pointed out a pretty girl who was an opportunity, he made some sort of excuse like, "she's not pretty," "she probably has a boyfriend" or "I'll do it later." If you don't know Edgars he is a really good looking guy and most girls think he's hot and love his accent. I kept telling him it shouldn't be hard for a guy like him, but he just couldn't do it. Finally we went to a restaurant and Edgars said he would talk to the girl who was the cashier and the one taking orders. She was very friendly and attractive and a good candidate for Edgars. He was so scared to talk to her and kept putting it off. I didn't believe he would actually ask her for her number. We went up to get refills a couple times as an excuse to get Edgars to talk to the girl but he wouldn't do it. Finally as we were eating outside, Edgars went up there by himself to ask her for her number. We watched him through the window, and to our suprise he was actually talking to her and smiling. After, he came running out of the restaurant with a smile on his face, holding a napkin with a number on it. Because I could not hear him talking to the girl, I had a suspicious feeling he told the girl about the bet and that he needed her number to win, which was against the rules that I stated to him earlier. So I went inside with the napkin that had the number on it to ask the girl about it, and Edgars came with me. She was cleaning up some water that was spilled so I asked her about it. She told me that she genuinely gave it to him, but because she could not hide her smile and make eye contact I knew she was lying. But I told Edgars I could not prove anything so I would pay for his dinner. We went back outside with our group and were laughing about the whole ordeal. I kept saying Edgars was lying and didn't get the number sincerely. Finally, after badgering him for 5 minutes, he admitted he did not get her number fairly. He also admitted that the number was not really hers. So I was nice and told Edgars I would pay for his meal and that the next time we hung out he would have to have a three minute conversation with a girl he never met and get her number, or else he owes me seven dollars. Edgars said that would not be a problem. But we all know I'm gonna be seven dollars richer next time we hang out.

Spring Break

So I haven't written a blog in what seems like 4 months, so I decided to write one now. So its a Thursday evening and I am inside right now because it is raining outside. Earlier this week I went camping in the Nevada desert which was cool because I got to ride dirt bikes for the first time and I made a few good friends. I did not sleep well though because I started to catch a cold and it was like 20 degrees outside and maybe 30 degrees in our tent. I was unable to go to Manteca this week because I went there last week with my Latvian friends. It was a spontaneous adventure, but quite enjoyable. Its hard to convince my parents to go down to Manteca when the only reason is because I am bored up here in Grass Valley. I would love to go down to Manteca and hang out with my bros, Eric Medina, Jake McKinsey and David Crockett like the good ol' days. My sister is coming home tomorrow for spring break so that should be fun. I only got a month left before the semester is over and I can finally be a ease. Well I guess for now I'm just gonna get ahead in homework, apply for jobs and maybe play a few video games to pass the time.

Snowed In

For the past few days I have been stuck indoors since our house is in an area that just got hit by a large wave of snow. In case you didn't know, we recently moved to a small community outside of Grass Valley called Alta Sierra. Our house in about 2200 feet in elevation which is enough to get a decent amount of snow every year. Its been cool since snow is very new to us, but because the roads are very icy my mom won't let me go anywhere. But me, my buddy Rob and my buddy Edgars had a good snowball fight.

Textual Intercourse

On June 1, 2007 I joined the millions of people around the world who text each other. I was so excited because now my communication abilities had just dramatically increased. I typically don't text like 24/7 like some people but I usually text a couple people everyday. Some people are fun to text while others are lame and always respond to everything with phrases like "yeah lol." But one thing I noticed is since I began texting, I've always had a current texting buddy which I like to call a textual relationship. A textual relationship can only go so far before it eventually dies. There are only so many ways to can fill up the 160 character window. My first texting buddy was my friend heather, then we stopped and my buddy victoria became my new texting buddy. Soon after that I got a girlfriend and we texted all the time until we broke up. When I went to a new church and texted these two girls katie and janae for a while. A girl at my new church named kailey got ahold of my number and we became good texting buddies for like 6 months. My friend's ex girlfriend named britnee stole his phone and then she randomly texted me and be became texting buddies for a little bit. Now that textual relationship is dead and I am no longer textually active. But thats life. Textual relationships come and go and I'm sure I'll have many more good textual experiences ahead.

The Ongoing Debate: Is Life Better When You're a Boy or a Girl?

When I’m having a conversation with a girl, sometimes she mentions something to be about being on her period and I immediately say, “thank God I’m a guy.” But girls often insist that they love being a girl and could never be a guy. But to me, being a guy seems so much better. But most people are proud of their sex and wouldn’t change it for the world (I know there is people out there who change their sex through an operation but bear with me). So I made up a list of the advantages there are of being a guy and a girl:

Advantages of Being a Guy
1. You can wake up and get ready to go anywhere in approximately 10 minutes
2. You don’t have to go through a period every month
3. You are physically superior to women
4. Statistically you get a higher income
5. When you play a professional sport, people actually care to watch it
6. You typically don't get discriminated based on sex
7. You don’t have to shave your legs
8. You can be sweaty and stinking and nobody cares
9. You only have to buy a few pairs of shoes
10. You don’t have or cause as much drama as girls
11. If you have sex with a bunch of girls, nobody will call you a slut
12. You don’t have to worry about being pregnant
13. If you aren’t beautiful then its not that big of deal
14. You can fart in front of your bros and be crude
15. You don’t have to worry about being raped when you’re out walking late at night

Advantages of Being a Girl
1. When you go on a date you don’t have to pay for the meal
2. You never have to worry about getting drafted to go to war
3. In a divorce, you usually get to keep custody of the kids and the house
4. You can make yourself taller by wearing heels
5. “Ladies First” always applies to you
6. If you’re attractive you can get a guy to do whatever you want
7. You can cover up any scar, zit or facial obstruction with make-up
8. You can carry everything in a purse and don’t have to worry about pockets
9. If the titanic was sinking, you could get on a lifeboat while all the men die
10. You typically do not have to do yard work or physical labor
11. You can get kicked in the groin and it won’t hurt
12. If you get aroused you don’t have something bulging out of your shorts
13. You usually live longer than men
14. You can kill somebody and won’t get the death penalty
15. If you can’t lift really heavy objects it no big deal

So I guess whether you’re a boy or a girl, you are gonna have pros and cons. But I still think being a guy is way better and I’m sure most girls think being a girl is better. I guess there is no real right or wrong answer. Just opinions.

Loser Denial

So I was watching one of my favorite movies Billy Madison the other day and noticed something I found interesting. There is a part where Billy is in high school and gets picked on by this bully while he is sitting at a table in the cafeteria. The bully pours a bunch of gravy all over his head and everyone laughs at him. These two nerd kids give him advice because they are used to getting picked on. Billy denies the fact that they are picking on him because he is a loser and believes he is just getting a typical hazing. The kids ask him if he is in loser denial and explain how they denied being losers for a long time. Billy tells them they are the losers and persists that he is not.

So I began to look back on myself when I was in junior high. Was I a loser, or one of the cool kids everyone wants to be? When I was in 7th and 8th grade I hung out with my two good friends David and Eric. We never talked about music, girls or any of the good things we talk about today. Beating each other in pokemon or getting to Ganon's castle in the Zelda games were the topic of mosts our conversations. I had no idea who bands like blink 182, green day or 3 doors down were. The only cd's I owned were complimentary christian cd's that my dad got whenever an undiscovered artist performed at our church. I played alto sax in the school band which apparently was something none of the more popular kids did. I always did my homework, studied for tests and never missed a day in class. I sucked at sports and was often picked last in basketball. Going to a school dance and dancing with a girl was one of my greatest fears ever. At the graduation dance I only danced with one girl because she asked me, and the rest of the time me and my crew just sat in the corner and hung out. Of course, as any 8th grader would do, I bragged about how a girl asked me to dance. Me, Eric and David never considered each other to be losers. The kids in the special ed class and a few others who nobody liked were the losers. Not us. The funny thing was we all told each other about how there was a girl in one of our classes who we always talked to, which of course was a little over exagerated because if there was one we only said like two words a day to her. We all talked about how were so good at baseball and could beat anyone in a foot race. We all convinced each other that we were just like everyone else. Now that I think about it, I had a bad case of loser denial. The popular kids probably made fun of me when I was not around but I guess it doesn't really matter when you don't hear it. Me, David and Eric all knew we were not the coolest bunch, but we always convinced each other we were just as cool as any other guy there.

I'll admit it. I was a loser in junior high. But even though I was a loser, I never got picked on or got called a loser to my face, and I always had a bunch of friends, so I was not afraid of going to school. I've grown a lot in 7 years. I play guitar and know a lot about music, I don't spend very much time playing video games, I am pretty decent at sports and at my church I'm often picked first, I am no longer in band, my grades are good but not perfect and I have danced with girls and talk to girls all the time. So I guess according the world's standards I'm not a loser anymore. But hey, if you are into something other people think is uncool, who cares? They're just insecure and want to make themselves look like they're above you. If that's who you are, then stay that way. Just don't ever get a bad case of loser denial and be afraid to admit to yourself who you really are. Even the biggest nerd can be a cool guy.

Two minutes seems like an eternity...

when you're doing our jump rope workout. So recently me and my brother Ryan have been doing this jump rope workout three times a week. We do 3 sets of jumping for 1 minute, take a short break, 3 more sets of jumping for 90 seconds, take a short break, then 3 final sets of jumping for 2 minutes. So all in all its a total of 13 and a half minutes of non stop jumping. It may not seem long, but time goes by so slow, especially when you're on the 2 minutes sets. I guess we're gonna get ripped in no time!