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Name: Brandon
Location: Texas, United States
Birthday: 12/29/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: Women, Friends, and Capoeira.
Expertise: A little bit of everything...
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  DaEmAeNaS
Member Since:
9/8/2003
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| People still post on this thing anymore? Seems everyone is at myspace now...  | | |
| What's up peoples? I know it's indeed been awhile since my last update. But yeah... you know how I do! 
So what's been going on with me lately? Not too much. Been a li'l busy. Lately I've been working about everyday at Red Robin at the Forum as a server. AM shift during the weekday, and PM shift on Fridays and Saturdays, so come see me sometime! Aside from that, lately I've been caught up in the Afro-Brazilian martial art known as Capoeira. Many of you might recognize it as Eddy Gordo's style from the Tekken series. From urbandictionary.com, one person defines it as:
Afro-brazilian martial art of unclear origin. Many believe that it was an adapted fighting style, hidden behind the guise of dance to fool captors due to the learning of self defense amongst slaves was forbidden (since they did not want the slaves to present a threat to them, or to injure themselves and thus become uneconomical); or merely the adaption of the 'Lions Dance' - a ritual performed in certain parts of africa during the rite of ascention when a boy became a man (to atract females through prowess and physical ability) and still others believe other things. There is numerous evidence for and against each theory presented. What we do however know is that Capoeira is a graceful art, half fighting and half dancing, closely linked to the learning and performance of not only the lethal attacks, the mind-defying 'style moves' and the playing of instruments: such as the berimbau (long, wooden, single-stringed instrument with a gourd near the bottom played by striking the string).
This is actually a pretty good definition... or if you don't feel like reading all that, check out this link for yourself! Requires Quicktime BTW! 
I have found Capoeira to be an excellent way to get in shape. And aside from that, it's been a way to meet some great people. For 5 classes a week, it's only $50 a month! Take that Tae Kwon Do! Aside from the obvious "flashiness" and self-defense aspects of the art (seriously, you should see some of these take downs), the music and history behind it is so deep. Rather than being described as a martial art, a better way to describe Capoeira would be "culture." It has so much to offer that many martial arts do not. The learning environment is casual and comfortable, and the style is so flexible that any person of any size and shape can learn it and put thier own touch/style on it, making it their own. Also, after you have been with the group for awhile, someone in the group will christen you with a nickname. Usually it's based on the way the person plays, a physical feature, or quirk about them. The Capoeira name I was given, pretty quickly, was Perdido[peh-djee-doh], meaning outcast. Why did they choose that name? Because they think I look like this guy...
Guess that would make Bobby Big Boi. That'd be pretty funny, but actually, he ended up getting the name Chocolate[Cho-ko-lach]. Gonna have to ask him yourself about that one! 
Aside from the physical and spiritual changes that Capoeira has begun to teach me, I have also learned a couple of other life lessons that, really, should have been common sense. The main one being that, if you're going to try and do something, commit to it 100% in your attempt. DO it as opposed to try. If you attempt and go into it half-hearted, you're almost guaranteed to fail. I learned this while trying to perform a move similar to a back handspring. While afraid I might hurt myself, I was stopping halfway and making very little progress in grasping the technique. But after deciding to let myself go, and roll with it, it was THAT much easier. And I have found this to apply to many of the things in Capoeira and in life. Another lesson I have learned is to not sweat the small stuff. More on that in my next post... already dragged this one out too long!
Well friends, take care. And some of you should call sometime! You know who you are! Until next time, até logo! | | |
| Well... it's 3:30 in the morning and for some reason... I just can't sleep (maybe it's due to my completely effed up sleep schedule... but we'll toss that idea to the side for now). I've just got so much on my mind right now about everything and how, to put it into words, well... I dunno, but I guess I'll give it a try.
Right now I'm technically in my fourth semester of college right now. As some of you may know, I did a year at UT Arlington, which was a total bust, and now here I am at UTSA, doing another year. Yep, started over completely as a freshman which, when I think about it was pretty dumb. But anyway, it seems that once again this semester, I've effed up again. I'm pretty sure that I have at least an 'F' in one class and all the grades in my other classes are mediocre. Once again, I feel that I have just come to waste another year of my life and just more money towards nothing. I already know that my parents are gonna be very disappointed, if not angry at me for not focusing on what's important to me right now, which is my education, rather than allowing myself to get sidetracked by some very trival stuff that (in the long run) just doesn't really matter. I have a pretty good idea what's gonna come out of this... lock down all summer... simply going to work and home, church and home, and nothing but chores around the house.
I guess I should be upset or worried... but for some reason, I'm not.
Oddly enough, I think I agree with my parents for once. Maybe I just need a hard kick in the ass to get me going on the right track. Sure I won't be seeing much beloved computer time, maybe I won't be seeing my friends so often. Maybe I'll just be miserable all summer long to the point that work would be like a siesta to me. But maybe that's just what I need. Right now, I'm really confused in what I want to do for a living... what I want to do with my future in general. And despite that, I've just been forcing myself to go to school and really getting nothing accomplished. I didn't want to seem like one of those people that just bum around after high school that seem to be just wasting their life away. I just didn't want to fall behind. But now I've come to terms with it. Though it may seem like, "Hey, I'm going to school and doing something with my life," I'm really not. Despite the appearance, I've become one of those people I didn't want to be.
Now that I realize that, I feel that I can change my direction now. I've come to realize that no, life isn't a race. You don't have to "keep up" with those in your graduating class to be successful in life. You don't have to make a lot of money to be happy. You probably don't even really have to go to school to be happy in the long run. As long as you are doing SOMETHING.
So like I said before, my life may be very shitty this summer. But hey, I earned it. If it's necessary to get me on the right track, then so be it. I may not know where I'm going or what I want to do yet, but despite my indecisiveness I do know a few things I would like to accomplish. And with these baby steps I'm sure that, as time goes by, the rest will come to me. | | |
| Ummm... new update... blah blah blah... not much new stuff going on in my life... oh yeah! I don't know what I wanna do anymore! Yaaaaaaaay... maybe I'll just major in business and move along in life... Oh yeah... I need a girl... o_O | | |
| Hey all, I'm back for an all new entry. It kinda felt like I was posting a little to often, so I'm back to the one post a month format! Anywho, as most of you know, now I live on campus at UTSA in an apartment/dorm kinda thing. It's pretty new so it's pretty expensive too. I got 3 pretty nice but quiet roommates, but it's all good. We've had no problems so far. Classes are pretty cool too. This semester I'm, once again, taking Japanese. Also, I'm taking Fencing as well. Yes, as in the French art of swordplay. It's pretty fun and I've found it to be a bit addictive. It's a pretty nice workout and that leaves the legs quite sore. Soon enough I'll have a nice ass from all this work.
Japanese is more of the usual. Goofy teacher and a pretty damn hard language. The most interesting thing that has happened to me was my teacher, after failing to study for a quiz, calling me a ‚«‚³‚Ü... or kisama... What's a 'kisama' you might ask? http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=kisama&r=f
Well, aside from that, not much else to say except for: You bastards need to come visit me!!! 
Drive ya lazy bastards! Drive!! | | |
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