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It has been a while since I posted my depressingly pessimistic piece, huh? Well, thankfully the air has cleared, the weather has become better and I almost feel the springiness of the supposed current season. A lot has happened in the last few weeks and a lot is gonna happen in the next few, so I decided to take a step back and deliver smorgasbord of updates.

Getting Swoll

Let’s start with the most recent updates. Just this Sunday I ran the Capitol 10K, which is Texas’ largest 10K (and possibly largest race?). The longest distance I’ve run competitively before is — 0 km. Yep, this was the first somewhat competitive race I’ve done. My previous runs in a non-competitive environment were a 7K in the first ever Mumbai Marathon and about 13 km to raise money for orangutans when I was back in Middle School. I’ve always wanted to get into running and when a buddy brought up 10K, I decided to make the leap. Armed with a fresh new pair of shoes, I couldn’t be stopped.

I didn’t train too hard but did run 4.5, 5 and 6.2 miles in the three Sundays leading up to the race, thus building my endurance up. Race day was surprisingly refreshing, despite the extremely hot weather. I managed to complete the 6.2 miles without stopping once and actually setting and resetting my 1-mile record with every split (except the last one). Maybe it was the adrenaline or the runner’s gel, but the run was relatively easy and I think I could have gone on for at least a couple more miles without too much struggle (I even sprinted the last half mile or so). The half-marathon is next in my sights.

The running of Cap 10K also coincided with the beginning of basketball season. While the hoops at NI leave a lot to be desired, the team I put together this season seems pretty legitimate. We’ve got two legitimate post threats, two defensive-minded forwards and me handling the ball. We dominated in the first game of the season to win 20-8. Our league is pretty tough, but I’m hoping we drop a maximum of 2 games and head to the winner’s bracket come tournament time.

Yeah, so I’m not really getting swoll… yet.

Laughing at all sorts of shit

I missed The Hunger Games screening because my friends decided to buy tickets when I was 10,000 miles away (thanks, guys!) but I did end up watching 21 Jump Street this week. The movie is freaaaaaking amazing. I got an abdominal workout watching it. My head was sweating from laughter. I didn’t even know it was possible for head sweating to occur from laughing. I feel enlightened. Now, I’m looking forward to the slapstick crass humor marathon that should be The Dictator. After all, Sacha Baron Cohen has a name to uphold (and I hope I spelled it correctly).

Also, this isn’t quite laughing, but I’m super-excited for Childish Gambino in about a week’s time! He was awesome when he did stand-up/performed last year at Emo’s. I’m pumped to watch him at a real venue (Stubb’s). I’m hoping to be celebrating a basketball domination next Thursday (we play a game at 5.15pm). Next week is going to be pretty much dedicated to listening to Camp over and over again.

That’s all for now. I know all 4 of my readers are itching for some videos, so I should have some up soon. Look forward to some Madeon. He’s fucking legit.

force feed

I haven’t put anything on here for a while so I figured I’d write something instead of taking the easy option and just going to sleep.

I was originally going to put some raw, unadulterated, brainstorm rap verses on here but they sounded a lot better in my head than when I put them in this little textbox. Actually, that’s a lie, I never got the chance to put it down because, much like the hip hop songs you hear on the radio, I couldn’t understand any of the words. Maybe this means I have a shot at becoming America’s next YouTube star.

So yesterday I went and watched a Snoop Dogg concert. It was a very… interesting concert. Apart from the expected… herbal fragrances in the air, Snoop was present with a minimized crew on stage, pigtails and all. And a massive microphone that said “Snoop Dogg” on it. And, for some period of time, shades that said “Snoop Dogg” on it. And pretty much all his songs called out the fact that he was, in fact, Snoop Dogg. We get it, Snoop. You’re Big Snoop Dogg. Snoop Doggy Dogg. You’re kind of a unique dude.

The show was fun, though. He played a lot of songs I knew–something I was afraid of because I do not know that much Snoop Dogg. The Next Episode, P.I.M.P., Drop It Like It’s Hot, Gin and Juice, Doggy Style. He even did a bit of 2 of Americaz Most Wanted (collaborate with Tupac) and also, totally randomly, pulled out some Akon as well as Jump Around. He was having fun. I was having fun. It was all good.

While standing in line for the show, I noticed that Steve Aoki is coming to Stubb’s. Umm, yes please. Tickets have already been purchased. This is gonna be freaking awesome.

Also, I watched The Three Musketeers today. It was okay. I spent most of the movie trying to figure out if Luke Evans was Orlando Bloom. They looked pretty much the same, but then all the characters did with their long hair, unkempt beards and silly hats. I didn’t remember anything from the book, of which I have only read the abridged version, I’m pretty sure, so there was nothing to fall back on. The movie did make me want to buy the book and read it (again?) so I may have to do that. It’ll have to go to the end of my queue of 8-books that are pending on my reading list.

Fine, so this ended up being really boring. Whatever. I’ll try to work on the Drake cover this weekend.