Well this week went by pretty roughly. I am feared/hated by half of the guy's cross country team now. But I will go into detail later.
But yeah Monday-... OK, after watching Paranormal Activity I know that 3am is the Hour of Bad Spirits and well that morning I woke at like 3:11am... ay... I was scared badly... I just kept praying and everything and yeah...
well the day continued and at Cross Country Practice and well it was an easy day, just a simple 3-4miles and yeah. Well we cool down by running a mile which is 4 laps on the track, and well alot of people love to disrespect me, not knowing what I am capable of since they think I am a pushover. But yeah while doing the cooldown I decide to take off my shoes and socks and run the cooldown, my recovery pace is faster than most of them and well an idiot named Chris Muela decides it would funny to kick the bottoms of my feet while running and note, I was barefoot and he had shoes and so I jump forward and nailed him with a side kick and connected fully. We continued to runa dn it was our 4th lap, everyone was like "brandon there is 10 of us and one of you!" "what did brandon do to deserve that?" "brandon that was too harsh" "brandon you dont just kick people!" and etc etc etc... we finish our laps and start to stretch and everyone is like "where is chris?" and I look across the field where he is kneeled down and he limps over to the start. I made him cry
*Also I had to dress up as Muerto... and wear a skull mask and sombrero and wear a black coat and scare my class, and I demand a fiesta for Dia de Los Muertos
Tuesday, well again I woke at 3am, well 3:41am to be exact, I awoke to me kicking something in my sleep and I had my head in the pillow, I was thinking "please God let it be 5am..." check the phone's clock... 3:41am... I started to pray like crazy cause i felt like I kicked something. Well 5:30am rolled around and I got ready to run to practice, I ran a mile to practice and then did 3-4 miles for a practice and ran home... i was tired...
Well after school came around, a good friend of mine is sick so I keep asking him if he was ok, and he wants to learn how to kickbox from me. Well Marty and Og chickened out on training again. Og thinks he will be able to throw farther if he gains fat weight instead of muscle weight. Tonto... but yeah he and Marty are so chicken, I mean come on, missing training. But yeah me and one of my best friends Chris de Leon, run the mile, and we time ourselves. Although I was still tired from earlier in the morning so I got a lousy 6:25, and well he claimed he was eating Pizza earlier and got a 7:45 mile time, and he felt sick so yeah... horrible. But yeah the day went on.
Wednesday rolled around, today is our last Cross Country meet, well for JV. and yeah(stinkin injury) well I went to TA for Sr. Rios and we had a Dia de Los Muertos Fiesta and yeah I tried to eat good food, and well I got a bunch of cookies
Thursday rolled around we have group projects in government, I dont really like any of the people in my class and why do i have to work in groups when the football players and cheerleaders want to team up with me and do nothing while i do the work, i hate group work in there. Math came along and Trigonometry is something fun to me, but this stuff is ridiculous. English came along and it was just a normal day.
Friday came, it was no big deal.
Saturday and Sunday were the same, well I had a friend come over, which made it fun, but homework is no fun
But anyways catch up with all of you later