Like the blog title says...I'm feeling a bit depressed because of two things. First, I'll start off with our loss by one touch down yesterday. It wasn't our fault this time. We actually were playing smart football and it was completely on the referees this time. The refs were calling out all of these bullsh!t calls, like face guarding (not face mask), face mask, holding, and some other stuff that we didn't do. It was actually just this one old ref that looked like he was in his late sixties with his pair of Ray Charles glasses. He noticed a small cuss word that my friend said and sent us back fifteen yards, but he didn't notice that Brea (the opposing team) had twelve people on their offense for like close to half of the game...Total bullsh!t. We had like four chances for touchdowns, but the ref called out some dumb calls and we got sent back...I started though, but I kind of hurt my left shoulder. Nothing serious, but it kind of hurts to rotate it...Whatever...I'll just suck it up and take it like a man.

Second, my grades aren't so good right now...Here they are:

Periods / Cl@$$- Percentages / Letter

0 / Trig. / Pre-Calc. - 96% / A+

1 / Weight Training - 100% / A+

2 / Spanish II Honors - 89% / B+ - A-

3 / Symphonic Band - 100% / A+

4 / English II Honors - 78% / C+ (This makes me feel depressed...)

5 / Computer Systems - 81% / B- (This doesn't make the depression any better. -_-'

6 / Chemistry Honors - 94% / A

Those two low grades are kind of killing me right now. My English teacher is nice and all, but she is one hell of a hard grader. She told all of our parents at Back to School Night that all of the essays she's read so far were all failures and that we aren't living up to our Honors standards. Computer Systems isn't bad, but I guess I need to try a lot harder...I heard that if you don't get a 4.0 your Sophmore year, that you should just quit because Diamond Bar is one hell of a competative location and a 4.0 is like an average for most students...I might as well as get ready for that McDonalds uniform and get ready to say, "Ding! Fries are done!" -_-'. No offense to the people that work there. Just know you're selling smiles everyday. I guess I'll try harder...If not, then it's an epic failure for me...

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My workout seems to be coming along...

1. My arms have gotten pretty big.

2. My pectoral muscles have built more than before.

3. I lost about fifteen lbs. of fat so far and gained like ten lbs. of muscle.

4. My thigh muscles are a little, little bit better than before.

5. My calfs didn't get bigger, but they got stronger.

6. Abs clearly aren't noticeable since I have some fat in the way.

7. My traps are pretty big right now.

It's some improvement, but I should maybe go to sleep now because I'm waking up at five tomorrow to run for about two hours or so.

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Here's a song I like to listen to:

"Whatever You Like" - T.I.

Hey Jim
You know the old suga daddy

I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patrone on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby you could go where ever you like (you like)
I said you could go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin to drop a couple stacks on you
Wanted you could get it my dear
Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's I swear
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke **** be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patrone on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby you could go where ever you like (you like)
I said you could go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 2:]
Shawty you da hottest of the way you drop it
Brain so good (good) school you went to college
Hundred deposit, vacations hit the tropics
Cause errbody know it ain't trickin if ya got it
Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet
Long as I got rubberband banks in my pocket
Five six, adds with rims and a pocket kit
Ya ain't gotta downgrade you can get what I get
My chick could have what she want
And goin every store for any bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya own desire I that
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke **** be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patrone on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby you could go where ever you like (you like)
I said you could go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 3:]
I'm talkin' big boy rides
And big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in yo life
Thang get so wet, ya hit so right
Let me put this big boy in yo life
That's right
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke **** be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patrone on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you could have whatever you like (you like)
I said you could have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby you could go where ever you like (you like)
I said you could go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

Hey Jim (Hey Jim)

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I'll try and post a pic of myself near the end of this year or like new years and I'll see if I'll post other pictures or not. I'll probably not, but it depends on the amount of progress I make. If I see like my arms are cut, my pectorals are where they need to be or close to it, my traps are bigger, and my stomach flattens like a straight up vertical line or some sign of six pack shows, then I really won't mind....I'll see...I'm pretty sure you guys don't want to see me anyways...