Team 4 Catholic Justice

At Frisbee practice today, we split up into 4 teams that we are going to keep until next Tuesday. The idea is that we play games against each other so the captains can see us in a team setting. They want to see how we react with our teammates from the sideline as well as in play along with how well we can bond as a team. Our team was called Catholic Justice which was cool with me and also apparently the other 2 Jewish guys on my team. We went 2-0 tonight and I'd like to think that I caught a lot of points, but my left hand was fucked (too short of a nail on my index finger and a popped blister on my pinkie) so I didn't catch much. It was funny because we were white and the other team that went 2-0 was also white; that's what I call oppression for the darks. I played well and had two catches in the end zone that I had to drag my feet to stay in which made me "seem" like an awesome ultimate player. On Thursday we stay with the same teams, so watch out for Catholic Justice. You'll also probably see us next Tuesday at the championship game.

In the beginning of practice after we had already chosen teams, I overheard Ashlin ask Taylor what team he should be on. Ashlin had just gotten to practice, so I said join team 4 very enthusiastically. Ashlin is basically my idol/mentor/hero when it comes to ultimate Frisbee. Hopefully he reads this. Well he was totally into me (because I'm into him) and he was like, "Yo Taylor let me be on team 4 because Ben and I have to start working together".Taylor was like, "Ok I buy it". That means at least two things: 1) Ashlin and Taylor thinks that Ashlin and I will be working together this year and 2) I have a good shot at the A team because Ashlin is on the A team.

I've been thinking about it, and I think I want to cook Ashlin a nice dinner and use my Tea Candles. Go Catholic Justice!

I'm Going To Sleep Well Tonight

Today was probably my busiest day I've have since Junior year which was the last time period in my life where I actually took real classes. I woke up early to go to Liam's Crew practice at 5:30. I just wanted to see what it was like, and don't worry because I'm still in love in Ultimate Frisbee. Rowing on the lake was fun as the sun rose into the sky. The only bad part was getting the boat in and out of the water. After that we came back to take showers and then we had Chemistry at 9. When that got out, Liam and I both got breakfast and we were planning to eat with Alex (a girl Liam thinks is rad), but than Brooke Isreal sat down with us... Oh man, oh man totally ruined it. After that, I had a Calculus class at 11 which was awesome. I know everything already in the class, but I still feel like I'm learning. Then I came back to the room to study up my Statistics some more, but then had to leave for a 1:10-4:00 Chem Lab which was pretty boring. All we did was go over safety instructions and how to use equipment. We got let out early, but I was beggining to see that Mondays would be hard days for me. I had a 4:10 Statistics class which rocked. I think there is a phenominon that says, "The closer to sit to the front of the lecture hall, the better your notes turn out". Well I sat in the front row. After Stat, I had a 5:10-6 Food Science/Nutrition Career Discovery group slash freshmen seminar. It was something I was looking forward to all day long, but I was a little dissapointed in how cool the people in the class were. There are only two boys out of 20 or so kids. The teacher who is a grad student seems like someone I could get on their goodside and I ended up being a leader in a group thing we did. Looks like I'm going to pass that class compared to not pass. When all my classes were done, I rode home but ended up having my bike pedal fall off my bike which leaves me with a tiny rotating stick to keep my left foot on. After dinner at the DC, I went to the gym and ended up running 4 different miles in 1 mile increments. It was intense and I ended up going really fast. I raced Bianca for my forth miles where I had to run the second story track, and she could run on a treadmill. I ended up finishing my mile when she was only .75% done with her miles. Lol I lapped her. And that was my day. From 5:30am to midnight.

Moral of the story: You'll be happy with your life as long as you give yourself a purpose.

Keeping A Log

Liam and I are going to keep a log of our weights. Cool idea huh. We also checked our blood pressure today at Rite Aid along with Kevin Hero who is a brother at AEpi. Liam and I had normal systolic and diastolic blood pressure, and both our pulse rates were mid-50s. When Kevin checked his arm, his systolic and diastolic were both hypertension as I recall, and his pulse rate was in the 80's. That is the difference between college athletes and frat brothers: significant ends of the spectrum for blood pressure.

Anyway, the log won't be every day, but I do want to record it.
Ben - 177 pounds
Liam - 173 pounds

Because both of us love eating food at the DC (Dinning Commons), we both have the same goal to reach 195 pounds before the end of the school year. It will be fun, and don't worry, all the food will be turned into muscle....wink*

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Party... Nah, Not Tonight

It's the Friday night after the first week of school. There are parties going on, but I don't really feel like going out tonight. So why am I sitting half naked in my dorm room right now? Isn't that the question. I feel fine, and I have friends at parties right now so I would feel comfortable over there. For some reason though, I feel right now as if I don't deserve to have fun at parties. I've been ingrained to think "work, then play" and I haven't really gotten any work done. Nothing school wise has been accomplished and there are still clean clothes bunched up under my bed just waiting to be put in my drawers. I want to prove to myself that I can be a responsible student before I go haywire at frat houses each weekend. I want to show myself how I can discipline myself about my time.

Tomorrow I plan on waking up early to go running in the ARC or around the arboretum. Then cracking open my Calculus book and doing some problems. After that I'll probably start feeling more set into the student life that I want to live. If I went to AEpi tonight or Pike, I would feel like I didn't deserve having the fun I could presumably have. I guess I'm just weird like that.

College is something that I want to make important. I want my classes to be a top priority, and I am promising myself tonight to never aim for a grade C in a class.

First Day of School

So far my schedule looks like this:

6:00 - Wake up and try to beat Liam to the good shower in our bathroom. He is also waking up at six for his early 7:30 class
7:00 - Ride bikes with Julie 2.3 miles to see a dentist about my chipped tooth
9:00 - First class of the year... Statistics. Maybe I'll like it. Hope I don't have to meet many people with a gaping hole in my mouth
12:10 - Freshmen Seminar that is 2 credits instead of 1 credits. Wanna know what it's about? Too bad, I don't even know really. Sisweb doesn't even say who my teacher is, it just says "The Staff"
2:30 - Swimming with Liam and Julie (fun in the sun)

Julie has been really nice to me about my tooth. I appreciate it and I know that she'll be reading this sometime tomorrow. It's incredible that she would wake up at 6 to help me go see a dentist. I can't wait to start looking normal again because I hate it when people stare without asking what happened. That's gotta be the worst.

Last Day of Summer

Welcome week was fun and definitely made me appreciate coming to Davis. I've gone to three frat parties three nights in a row. Got shitface drunk. Danced. Played Ukulele for my Frisbee team. On that note, I hope I'm really making a good impression on those ultimate guys. I'm also getting on good terms with my dorm mates and Alder Hall floor 4. I'd say that I've spent around 30 hours with Julie in the past two days and it's always been fun. One thing that I do hope she never realizes is that I'm super wierd in a way that makes her not like me. Otherwise if she never realizes I can be retarded most of the time, I think I made a new best friend. (Also I'm not so mad that she knocked out my front tooth with her head). (Don't worry, it was just a filling, not the actual real tooth).

Anyway, the one thing that I've been avoiding this entire week is actually putting away my clothes and cleaning my desk. It's just so hard, you know? Seriously though, I'm going to go clean my side of the dorm. Liam's side is practically spotless...

Julie's roommate Remy gave me a book to read. It's called Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. I'm gonna read it and then talk about it with Remy. I want to make a good impression for some reason. Maybe it's because I had a chipped tooth when I first met her. I look like a hillbilly or someone who would vote for McCain.