yoga master.

I went and took a yoga class last night with Kristin at this place in Pasadena called Yoga House, I think. I did yoga one time with some of the guys but I don't remember it being anything like what I experienced last night. Before even going in Kristin had to explain some of the proper yoga etiquette to me. Apparently I was dressed more like a bboy than a yoga master, but hey, I was ready just in case the teacher wanted to battle. I wasn't supposed to eat or drink 2 hours before because i guess yoga is similar to swimming? No socks and no shoes. I was cool with everything and really thought it was gonna be a breeze. I figured if I can go windmill-flare-turtle-ufo then how hard could it be to hold some little pose. WRONG. I ended the night in more pain then I feel after most practice sessions, needless to say I was also covered in sweat. But I'd partially like to blame the fact that they keep the temperature of the room at something reminiscent of an island, which explained the thick smell of sweat. I did pretty well for the most part, but I seriously gotta tip my hat to you crazy yoga people, some of those positions you hold are really intense. Really. This one Chinese guy was all into it and his breathing was so loud that I almost started laughing in the beginning, but apparently laughter is also not allowed while trying to put your body in its natural state. The class was great though, I really enjoyed it. It was nice being there with Kristin, we have now exchanged activities. I took her bboy'n and she had me do some yoga. I think her activity was much harder, but then again I've been doing mine for years now.
We've now seen each other 3 out of the past 4 nights and are planning on getting together again tonight. I heard from someone yesterday that she just got out of a relationship which makes me wonder if I'm just the "bounce back" guy. Who knows. Although, I would kind of like to know....
But hey, if I'm gonna take the advice I always give to everyone else, then I should not even worry about it, give my all and just go for it....

tagging. LA. bboy.

I feel compelled to start this post with something directed to my sister Kourtney. We recently exchanged some interesting thoughts on "growing up". She basically told me to suck it up and just do it. She didn't do it in a negative way and in fact I think I really needed to hear it even though at the time I didn't want to hear it. Well the next morning I opened up my scriptures to study for the day and the page it opened up to only had one scripture highlighted, and only part of it was marked.
"you have censured me, but it mattereth not; I am not angry, but do rejoice in the greatness of your heart." (Alma 61:9)
Of course humility hit next. And so to my loving sister I say; "you have censured me, but it mattereth not; I am not angry, but do rejoice in the greatness of your heart."



Ok, so I would like to talk a little about this date I went on Friday night. Well I actually met this girl at a party a few weeks ago, then saw her again at a dance a week ago ( I had already forgotten her name by the time I saw her again, I suck with remembering names) We talked, danced and I got her number. For those of you who know me really well, I'm terrible with the "standard dating protocol". So, I actually texted her that night. A couple days later we set something up for Friday.
We decided we would go downtown and get some bboy pics by some of the tagging. First off, any girl who is down to do something like that is pretty legit. So we went and got some pics down off Garey St. Then we went and had sushi at Sushiya this little trendy restaurant over on Sunset. We grabbed some yogurt at Yogurtland (pretty much the best yogurt place I have ever been to) The night culminated with us watching dancing videos on youtube.
Just a little note here, this was the first date I've been on in about a year I think. Why? Because I have spent this entire past year all wrapped up in the Hannah thing. The guys would be the first to say I should've forgotten about her a long time ago. I couldn't though. You can't blame me for holding on though. I have been around, dated, and hung out with enough girls to know how I want to feel around someone. In fact I know exactly how I want to feel. Hannah was the first girl I had dated since high school who made me feel like that. Well I got that feeling again around Kristin, actually before we even went out. Weird, I know. Part of me was actually hoping the date would be a huge disaster, because the idea of going through a Hannah pt. 2 doesn't strike me as fun. So, I thought, maybe if it goes horribly wrong I will just stop liking her. Wrong. Haha. The date went really well ( I think... haha) and of course now I like her even more.
Of course I called Mom the next day to fill her in on how the date went and for the very first time EVER, Mom said, "you better not mess this one up". Whoa. Usually I like calling bc I know she is gonna say something like "well, just see what happens", or "thats nice, if it is something good then things will work out".... I'm not sure if she is just ready for me to settle down or what, but it was so out of character.... Haha, thanks mom.
Well, if nothing else comes from this I would like to say that I owe Kristin big. Because I have spent the past year unable to move on, always dwelling on something that wasn't good for me. I'm now past that. So, I have no idea what's going to happen but at least I know I'm willing to let something happen.

sell. pack. travel. dance.

Is it wrong that I am now unsure about moving back to Provo? Haha. The past few weeks have been just amazing. And I feel like a lot has changed. I'm getting a lot more involved in the social scene here and I like it. I've met some really nice people and I've had a lot of fun. So, the only problem is that I have no job. Haha. Oh well. If I could find something that paid decent I could definitely see myself moving out here. I met up with a friend the other night and she said she would hook me up with something out here, but I'll talk to her later this week to find out more. So, I guess we'll see. For now I'm still plannin on headin back to Provo for graduation and a lot of dancin' with the guys.

Ideally I would like to just sell everything I have, go buy a nice camera hop on a plane and spend the next year traveling from country to country teaching breakdancing at orphanages along the way while taking a TON of pictures, then come back and write a book about it all.

millennium dance....

So most people know I have a really strange obsession with Justin Timberlake. And if you don't, well now you do. Don't judge. Haha. Anyways, so my friend Chris Sullivan has always been telling me about this dance studio called Millennium. The studio pretty much is home to some of the biggest choreographers out there (ie. Shane Sparks, Dave Scott, WADE ROBSON & MARTY KUDELKA) The last two names are in bold for one very special reason, they choreographed specifically for Justin Timberlake! So, of course I've always wanted to go to this studio to go bask in the aura of the greats. Tonight I went and took a bboy class down at Millennium. After I register for the class I go and wait outside the studio and who should come walking out the door ....... yeah Marty Kudelka.

This may not be a big deal to any of you, but to me this was HUGE! This is the man who's choreographing for my freakin' idol. Of course I play it cool and casually nod my head and acknowledge him and he nods back and says hey.... but then he was gone out of my life..... haha In retrospect I feel like I should have maybe tried to talk a little bit and see if I could work some kind of angle. I also had the idea of jumping him and stealing his phone.... but that one didn't play out too well in my head. So, needless to say I'm going back next week.
Oh, and the bboy class I took was dope. The teacher loved me because I can pretty much do most stuff. We actually sessioned a little and tried working on somehow going flare to airchair. He was definitely closer than me, but then again I was killing my reverse handspins tonight. Oh, and there were 2 beautiful girls there. I say girls because they were probably 17 or so, but hey who am I to be "agist"? Anyways, I feel fulfilled as I lay here in bed, more sore than I've been in awhile.... I feel really fulfilled.

march madness = gambling.... well not this year.

I love this time of year. We are about to witness a crazy amount of basketball. Typically this is a time of year where I bring the laptop to class in order to follow the day games. This year provides a unique challenge for me, a job. Whoa, it's looking like I will just have to miss the games and catch the highlights at the end of the day. Lame.

Well, another reason this year differs from years of past will be due to the lack of money in my BookMaker account. What is BookMaker you ask? Well, let's just say it's the sports equivalent of a stock portfolio. Haha. Bluntly, it's my gambling account. Ok, so let me just point out, I have not gambled in quite awhile now. I have learned from some serious mistakes, like choosing Michigan over USC in the NCAA Football Championship several years ago. Oh man was I on the wrong side of that one. But obviously there are other reasons for not gambling, perhaps the biggest being, "thou shalt not gamble." Ok, so technically it didn't make the top ten commandments but nonetheless it's still out there.

So, will March Madness be the same this year? No. I won't be watching all the games, and I won't be *making* any money! It's gonna be rough, but I'll survive.....somehow.

days in the bay.

I spent the past week in the Bay Area. What a beautiful place. We went into San Francisco several nights and walked around. The city has so much to offer if you're willing to walk. A lot. Parking sucks as it does in most cities. But once you're out of the car you can get anywhere. I really liked Northern California because of the diversity of environments. After work one afternoon we hiked around this amazing redwood forest and then fifteen minutes later watched the sunset at Half Moon Bay. Absolutely beautiful.

While sitting at the beach I was thinking about graduate school, the latest plan for the near future. I still have not heard back from Sister Walton about the application deadline. Technically the deadline was last Saturday, but there are always exceptions to the rule. However, with no word back I'm weighing new options. Well, I guess technically I'm weighing the only other option, find a job. The problem is, where do I go? To be honest I can think of a lot of reasons to move back to Provo. Kickin' it with the crew and my other friends is definitely a top one. I'm also missing all the kids I used to teach and I'm anxious to see them again. But there is also a certain girl that I can't seem to stop thinking about that draws me back. But should I really base my future on something that is only a possibility, and maybe not even a good one? I'm too freakin' emotional about decisions sometimes. I wish I was able to really detach myself from things better.

So basically after all the forest walking and beach bench sitting I have come to this conclusion :



It's time for me to do a little more earnest praying, because obviously I'm useless on my own. Haha

Hammer & Ice

I went back to Provo this past weekend for the MC Hammer/Vanilla Ice concert. Wow. What a great wknd! I drove up with Cbass and Lindsay Thursday night, so we got into Provo around 4:30 Friday morning. But we didn't get to rest because we had to drive up to Salt Lake to dance for the Good Morning Utah show that morning to help promote the concert. It was sick seeing all the guys again. We had a great time dancing despite the early hour.
The concert was pretty much the most amazing thing ever. We got VIP passes. Free food, clothes, pictures with some of the Jazz players. So dope. Hammer and Ice killed their sets. It was tight listening to all these jams from my childhood.
I loved dancing again and kicking it with the guys in the crew. These guys are a second family. We all share so much together. I'm grateful for the support they are to me and the inspiration they give me. It's funny how Heavenly Father will put certain people in your life who can help you become better. These guys help me do that. It has been amazing to watch all of us change in our desires to become better.
I don't really want to be back here in CA right now. I want to still be with the crew back in Utah. But such is life. You do what you gotta do. I'm grateful to be employed at the moment.