Lately, I've been feeling drained and worn out. Physically, since Saturday it's been b-ball tournament, Sunday was 2 soccer games, and Monday & Tuesday were both v-ball game nights. Again physically, it just has taking it's toll on me. The tendonitis in my knees are killing me, my shoulder seems as it weighs a ton, and that blister on my shoulder just split wide open on Tuesday night at Beech Woods. Despite all that though, I had to deal with 5 days of school, and student teaching. In addition, there is 5:14 Fellowship along with worship at CBC. Many of my peeps at OU been wondering how do I hold up and still be on top of the game in class. I've shared with some of them that it's all God, and it helps for me to have that attitude of what doesn't kill me makes me stronger. I look at next week's schedule for school and I see that I am studying with Sonya on Monday, studying with Carl on Tuesday, 4 papers due, an Astro project, and 2 exams all for this upcoming week.

At school, I just kind of go on my own happy way. I mean in EED 354 and 420, all the old folks think I am annoying and obnoxous (sp?) while everyone my age believe that I am the funny one but also the leader of the classroom. In Japan, Alisha and Beth joined with Sarah and I now to run it up in class. Astro's been fun because I see Sonya 4 times a week but Alisha and Beth are in there too with me. Then there is Blythe in my Astro class, we studied together last night. I met her mom, and she is by far one of the most funniest parents I've ever met. She shared with me a story about Blythe which had to do with me. She was telling me how Blythe was happy that she made a friend at OU that she liked and was comfortable talking to. I just thank God that I could make an impact on someone's life at school because often times I just goof off in class. What was funny at tonight's class was Blythe could not partner up with Sonya and I. She had to partner up with this other dude across the lecture hall from me. So during lecture and lab, we called and talked to each other on the phone during class. However I did not like the number 1 finger she gave me when I kept looking at her. It's all good though we got much love for each other, however she went to the Poop school! It's funny because she can not remember this one person whom I have probs with at CBC because this person thinks he's all hard and all that. In reality this person is just a joke to me, but then again where's my love for this person. Yes this is something I struggle with everytime I have to see this person. At times, it has come down to me just decking this person because someone needs to humble his punk____! I'm glad Daddy Moy gave me some advice and Blythe just cracks me up when I looked through the Poop School yearbooks.

What else that's been bugging me lately too, is my image or rep at school sometimes. It's frustrating that all the prof's I have this semester know who I am after the first day of class. It's like I always get called on to answer some question that is like trying to figure out how to cure HIV. That is how the prof's here do attendance so this means I will not be skipping any classes this semester. On the bright side though, I did buy my computer yesterday for $1200. I can't wait till that gets to my crib and I can finally connect to the rest of the world.

After 3 weeks of student teaching, I love my kids at Edmonson Elementary School. I love Kayla, because she seems to really care about me and she is so cute, and small for a 4th grader. I love Monica with her little rabbit teeth, but yet she is also the brain in the class. I love both Lauren's because they are so helpful when I am teaching. Thomas reminds me of Frodo with his eyes. Ahhhh so many cutie kids in my classroom that I'm gonna take pics of them next week when I am there for a while since my teacher has jury duty. However, none of those kids beat out Boo Boo, as I took her to school this week she is the cutest 2nd grader out there at Wattles Elementary. Uh oh ED building is closing, Go Pats!

Grace and Peace to my peeps!

What a disappointment it was to only come in 3rd place this year at the CSC tournament. Yeah I'm trying to stay positive because we did better than last year's unexpected early round knockout. However, it pisses me off when people say well it was fun. I mean what fun was there, fun is not taking 3rd place. Fun is winning first and holding up $200 bones! Bobby and I rode back down together discussing the game. We wanted to get back asap so we can watch our game tapes to see what went wrong in our Final Four game, the conference finals. Again, this lost I feel is a reflection of how I played because of 2 things. First is that I am the PG, which means I run the offense. I felt I did not do a good job at the end quaterbacking the post plays. 2nd thing is though it would be nice if everyone knew their dang role on this team. I mean it's hard to pass it downlow when 3 people are all posting up next to each other. Again it's on me because I should of known better to tell 2 people to get out of the way. I never knew my unselfishness could cost us the game as well. Because someone kept nagging me if they could sub for me. It was 10-10 so I let this person sub for me because they felt as if I needed a break. However, it's like Mama Iverson said about her son at the time which goes for me, "Man the kid is 23 years old, he don't need know rest." 3 possessions later after that sub, yeah I was back in because the game had now been 12-10 and the bench was pissed that this person even subbed for me. Yeah we lost from that point on, why because I sat out and this person can't play defense. Which brings me to my next point, I personally felt that their were some people who were dogging it on defense. I mean this team was smaller than us and some people did not know how to get through a back screen. That just baffles me, and if you tired then sit down. I have no probs telling it to some of my teammates right now that I felt they were dogging it on D.

I wanted the chance to play against Baron Davis's team because that guy was good. Bobby said it best when someone asked us during dinner time if we were afraid of those 2 American dunking teams. "We aint scared of anybody on the court." Seriously though, people need to know their roles and some need to stop hot dogging it out there.

It was nice to spend time with Daddy Moy and the family last night. I'm glad God has blessed me with a godly man with whom I can seek for spiritual wisdom. It just gets tough when it seems like you are out there serving and it looks as if you are serving alone. I just needed to be reminded again that I can't be discouraged by those around me and to keep the hope and faith. Anyhootie, I guess I better get started on my school work now.

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So you think you're untouchable?
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This is basic thuganomics
I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me

So right now I'm chilling in Stixie's room while listening to the ladies singing it up on K Revolution. I just found out that one of my aunt's has passed away out in SF. So it's been kind of hard trying to focus on the tournament while thinking about the funeral preparations. My dad's gonna fly out on Sunday night for the funeral and come back early Tuesday morning. I've been searching like mad crazy trying to find a cheaper flight so I can go. But to no avail because that was the only way that I could is if I found a cheaper flight than my dad did. If I only I knew how to do instant transmission.

Anyhow, it's almost game time!

Blow It Out

So it is officially Chinese New Year, year of me, the monkey. To this date, I still have all my red envelopes full of money which have never been opened. Why? Eh, I don't care about the money part of this New Year anymore. One of these days I will open them and do something with it. Anyhoot I've been watching more X-Men cartoons last night after fellowship. It's been my substitute for no internet and tired of my PS2.

I was reminded of Kevin's analogy from last year's 5:14 Retreat sermon of having different gifts and forming our own X-Men at CBC. I was lost, confused, out of control, and had no direction before I came to CBC. God took me into His family, and used those around me to help me find purpose in my life. I thank You for helping me and I know as well as He knows that there will be times that I will stray but it's His love that brings me back. I can not be discouraged by things surrounding me but I must be a light for Him.

On a side note, I still have this blister from my heating pad accident. I was playing with it this morning, and it looks like a third nipple now. Just thought I'd share that with everyone.

We Are The Monkeys

Well it's official I believe that I do not have internet service at home anymore. I believe my modem finally died and I am out to replace my 9 year old computer. However, I just had lunch with Sarah at Tokyo Sushi and I had to order sushi because it was for our Japan class. I ate it for the second time only, and to my surprise I actually liked it. I'm game now to try more sushi.

Anyhoot, last night P.Diddy and I got a chance to play v-ball together. We both wanted to go up against Rob's protege, the so called next female high school superstar. For a sophmore at Athens, she has a lot of potential to go with her jump serve. For only 15 she is one the better female players I've ever come across. It's too bad we couldn't play 2's so I can see what she really has. Although P.Diddy has this fricking huge blister on his hand and I popped my shoulder while attempting a pancake. So last night I put the heating pad on my shoulder, only to wake up that I have this fricking huge blister on my shoulder too! Dang it, I really gotta stop putting this heating pad directly on my skin.

Only 3 more days, till the CSC tournament. Despite the Pistons losing last night, I feel like we are the Pistons with our core team. Bobby as Big Ben, Stan as Rip Hamilton, and myself as Chauncey. I just bought Ludacris's cd Chicken & Beer because I love Stand Up, which will be rocking in my headphones this weekend. I'm hoping that we can get a crowd so that can move when our team moves if ya know what I mean.

I love Emoy, I just got done read his xanga. Gosh I miss having him around to watch wrestling and talk to him about it. Whoooooooooooo!

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