Hey ya'll... This time around I think I'm actually gonna write more than a few words and some "..." (Amaazing, huh? 
Well, let's see... here's the recap from last week, which was pretty damn interesting (right...  ):
1st} We had the just wonderful STAR 6/CAT 9 testing for 4 days... just great! (Can you feel the sarcasm?)
2nd} I learned this one guy has a crush on me... How sweet... But God knows everyone has the potencial to be a psychotic, manic depressant...
3rd} And for the clencher... I almost got 1st place in the 400 m this last Thursday... Realize I said, "almost..." 
This is what happened:
There was this girl from Oceanside, I asked her if she is use to running the 400 and she said yes... So I was prepared to lose, considering this is only the 2nd time I've ran it... but as we got to around the 150 meters 'til the finish line I realized... "Damn she ain't going faster!" So I sped up... faster and faster... Pretty soon my strides were huge and my legs were moving super fast... And a few feet from the finish line I realized that "Oh FUCK, somethings wrong with my legs!" All of a sudden they lock, I'm leaning forward a great fuckin' deal and shit I see a mixture of Nemo and Dori floatin' by in the scenery of bubbles that I apparently, from many other people's aspects, look like I'm swimming! And so the story ends with me falling a foot from the finish line, in what I swear was slow motion, saying, "ffffuuuucccckkkk...."
Anyways, here are a few pictures of my cuts a day after (P.S. I just cleaned them):
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(Change the look that is...)
