Seriously, 2009, fucking awesome.
I wake up at 6:30, and I have homework that needs to be done. I go back to sleep anyways because I’m fucking tired. I wake up, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I turn on my computer monitor.
BARRAGED by IMs of “SNOW DAY!!!!!”
I find this out, and I run around my house cheering and shit, like a little kid. Everything is great.
FUCKING HELL YEAHHHHHHHHHHH
Pictures later!
The day before the storm.
I had this dream where a friend of mine, Eddie Hom died, getting home from practice.
Everyone from Work In Progress was very upset, and I had this grief feeling in my chest. I woke up thinking “Oh. It was just a dream.”
Today was the last day of practice before the Talent Show. I invited Yifu, to show him my growth.
Concluding thoughts before Talent Show.
I’m a little scared.
I don’t even care if we win or not, just performing with my best friends and getting practice in. Winning is just icing on the cake. Thanks for a great time friends, and let’s do our best tomorrow. Everybody watching, thank you so much for your support. You are true friends.
AIR CHAIR
Today is the two year mark of when I had decided to start breakdancing.
For those that do not know the story, this is how it goes.
There was a Valentine’s Day dance in the 8th Grade. Now, at this dance, was my ENEMY. He did some stupid shit and everybody thought it was cool.
This made me fucking RAGE though! I was thinking “What the FUCK is that shit, people think THIS is good!? I can do better than that!” Of course when I had said that I didn’t know a single move. So I started learning. From what? YouTube! Six Step videos then Freeze videos and then toprock videos. I got the order all wrong. When I first learned it I believed toprock was unnecessary (like some fucking idiots- WILLIAM ZENG)
This is the first picture of a freeze I ever took of myself.
Of course, I was REALLY bad with it. Like every other bboy who began however, I felt like I needed to let everybody know. So I took a picture once I finally learned how to do a freeze.
After that, it was the final dance of Junior High and I came out. “Hey, you can do the WUAAARRRM, right? HOW’S ABOUT THIS SHIT” And I did stupid six steps and stuff. I look back and I think how stupid it was. But back then, I had believed that I was a god.
Of course this dance seemed to reveal a little something to me. I had terrible stamina and no flavor. I never fixed it. I hardly practiced over the summer.
Freshman year of High School comes in, and I look to join the Breakdance Club. I go, and I see a circle of people, all doing toprock. All better than me.”This… this is my calling” I thought to myself. I went there and asked a fairly tall looking man, “Hey, how do I join Breakdance Club?” A menacing face returned at me. “Sign ups are closed, unless you want to impress me.” Now. This next moment, was one of the most glorious moments of my 2 year span so far at Brooklyn Tech. “Well? What are you still standing here for?” The crowd of freshmen behind me had dissipated. They were discouraged by his words. But I wasn’t. I did what I did at the school dance 3 months beforehand. I looked around. Faces, astounded. “This kid actually knows something?” I was admitted into the club, something no other member currently had done.
I continued to practice, learning moves such as Swipes, CCs, and 3-Steps. I say 3-Steps boldly because, that move was taught to me by a man I now consider my rival. Minje Ha. The first person in Brooklyn Tech that I had met besides my friends from Junior High. He was far out of my reach. Back then, at least.
DOING IT WRONG
By this time, I had finally learned it, my signature move. It was called, the L-Kick.
Everything was going great. Then, the hip hop dance event known as You Got Served was announced. A way I could test my strength against the whole school. Something that I could use as a proving grounds. I practiced very hard, and worried every night. I won this event, but I watch the video clip every now and then. I cringe at how bad I was.
Time began to pass by and I continued to practice. Summer came, and I dedicated an hour everyday of the summer to practicing. It proved to be very well. By the time we all came back, the gaps were very different. I rose through the ranks.
See no, hear no, speak no evil.
I took a picture to commemorate my practice during the summer. It was three new standards of freezes for me.
There was one person I continued to chase however. Peter Xu. It seemed no matter how much I achieved, he continued to go ahead of me. I will reach that man.
There was a stream of newcomers now in Breakdance Club. All fans of America’s Best Dance Crew. “OH HEY I WANT TO BE LIKE THE JABBAWOCKEEZ” or something stupid along those lines. We believed it to be better than just six people in Breakdance Club like last year. We were wrong. Out of all these pathetic, insignificant, garbage newcomers, there were three, three kids we were able to view as potential. What happened? One is going on strong still with us, one is too shy to do anything and lacks spirit, and one had his life ruined by a succubus and has no will to do anything anymore. Also I fucking hate him because he ruined my biggest endeavor. Fucking faggot.
More and more practice. The only way to reach the top.
You Got Served II had been announced, slated for May 8th. Taking home the crown two years in a row? One man, Minje Ha. The man I saw as far away from me is entered in. I’d like to show him how far I’ve come. Another man, Darren Arthur. The man I defeated last year, thirsting for vengeance. I’d like to show him our difference in power.
I will win.
Jogging besides the SUN SET
I’m not mad, I’m just, horribly, horribly depressed.
I’m not shallow, I just judge women off looks!
Boring day, beautiful weather. Ran THREE MILES TODAY! HARDCORE!
And then went on a spending spree. At Key Food. So much food @_@
You're gonna let HIGH VOLTAGE stop you? please
I think I have a bedbug infection again, with three bites, two of them received in one night on my left hand.
And my left ear is very dull, being unable to pop.
So, boring day at school today. Slept alot today. Offered to do weed with someone I knew today. Turned him down today.
Just took a very nice nap. Behind on some homework now. I can’t keep up with it I’m too tired.
More bug bites. This is going to be a big problem.
Just an old man deteriorating is what I assumed it to be.
Quit QQing
Woke up at 2:30, won an EyeToy auction on EBay, and nothing else.
QQ NOODLES
First of month self picture
I hardly knew thee.
Biking TODAY MAD FUNNN
I just remembered a bike lock combination that I haven’t used since the 7th grade.
3452 MOTHERFUCKER SHIT DAMN I’M GOOD
WOKE UP AND GIANT COCKROACH ON MY FLOOR
AT DA PERFUME STORE IT'S GAY
MY MOTHER’S A BLOW JOB?!
Kendall, there’s a sour patch right there.
BUT IT’S NOT WATERMELONYO I JUST JACKED ALL THESE METROCARDS
Thanks to Samir(http://www.youtube.com/igotdembombs) for the webcam!
SERIOUSLY, TWO RED ENVELOPES?
TRIED OUT OOVOO TODAY
OKAY, BYE
Today was so boring I had to resort to a boring picture. Sorry.
Oh man.
Thanks to Shirley for coming with me to Barnes and Nobles!
I DROOLED ON MY CHEM FINAL.
STRESSED MOTHERFUCKER
SLEPT IN GEOMETRY CLASS, HAD A DREAM, BUT IT WAS OF SOMETHING THAT OCCURED EVERYDAY.
EXCEPT TODAY IT DIDN’T HAPPEN
WTF
Longest jogging route I've had to do.
Just got scared shitless.
It’s 3:26am in the morning and I’m on my Anime Spree and I hear this pot banging from my kitchen. “THIEVES?” is my first thought. I stay quiet for a couple more minutes waiting to hear anything else. More pots banging. I grabbed the sharpest thing near me. A pen? I couldn’t find scissors, shut up. I waited a little more. Heard footsteps, but they were from slippers. “Thieves… in slippers?” Then I realized my mom wears slippers around the house. Everything is calm. BACK TO ANIME
I stayed up until 5 on an anime spree. 
Woke up at 11, started some exercise and shit. Procrastinated until 1 and started my jog run. Bled into my chucks from the jog run. All I could keep saying was “Believe in yourself kid”, “They believe in you” THEN A MONTAGE OF MY FANS AND SUPPORTERS. CAUSE I’M SO GREAT.
I’M OUT, ABCYA
How I wasted my day.
I ran two miles today.
Had plans to go the movies but everybody bailed so I’m like “FUCK IT” and plus it was shit balls freezing.
Chilled with good friends and laughed alot and ate alot, and shit. ….Instead of going to a party. With cute gals.
Two people in the past two days have correctly guessed who pretty girl is. I’m losing my grip.
ABCYA
Headspin training leads to this.
So today, I was training for headspins. I’m pretty good at balancing headstands right now. pls no bald spot
So today was this fly honey’s birthday, so I went to her like “YO BITCH HAPPY BIRTHDAY” and she was all “oh you you’re like the first guy today” and I’m all “<3″ inside but since I’m a badass I have to be like, “I DONT GIVE A FUCK NIGGA” so I give her a card with this crazy ooh got ‘em where all was inside was “and shit.” So then inside the card said “later I’ll give you the best gift ever”.
So I did. And I gave that bitch my number son, I’M A REBEL
ABC YA
This man threatened me on the train.
Heroes don’t die.
Story behind the picture: Man I accidently bumped into while getting on the train. Tells me “push me again.” I just reply with a quick and simple “okay” and he gives me this look like I just slaughtered his daughter. The whole train ride I’m scouting him out thinking like, “maybe i should push him again” like, honestly, scouting him out. “okay his knuckles don’t look that tough, plus he probably can’t reach under his waist so i should stay low and keep punching him from there”, like, seriously, thinking of ways I can hurt the random man. I’m insane.
Shitty day. Too pissed from my Chinese class. So I didn’t wait to see pretty girl next period. Didn’t see pretty girl. Fucked up on my Global quiz. Left. Saw pretty girl. Too pissed to say anything nice or something like that, so I said a quick bye, and walked off all badass cause I wasn’t in the best of moods. Went to gym. Jocky douchebag football player decides to share a locker with me after multiple times of me telling him to eat a dick. Whatever. Gym. Cardio is very good, now working on speed. Woodshop, fucking nails keep getting bent, I just want to hammer them in what the fuck, stop getting bent. I go to the Library for lunch to do my global homework. OH LOL LEMME RIP OUT THE PAGE WHERE ALFRED HAS TO DO THE HOMEWORK. Great fucking luck. I sit around for 40 minutes hungry, thirsty, and bored. Fucking rage. I head over to Geometry class. Whatever, people are stupid, I am smart, ladida, same old bullshit. Chemistry class, teacher still out of comission and I start sleeping again.
Should’ve cut English class. Whatever. It’s cool. Nothing occured. No work, as a matter of fact, no work for the next two weeks. And apparently they’re training some new kid. I’m definitely losing my job.
Got some whipped cream. Nitrious Oxide is mad nauseating. <_<
Went home. Procrastinated till like 6. Whatever.
Did Chem Lab and Global(some of it) I noticed I work a lot harder when I’m typing stuff as opposed to putting it down on paper.
I’M OUT, ABC YA
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We got Seckin out of his house! Too much shit happened today, I don’t want to type it all out. All I can say is, try out the punch.
I’ve noticed I’m pretty depressed when I’m tired. Like right now, either that, or I’m just very solemn.
aight then
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