So on the way back to Austin, my brother & I were driving under this overpass, and on the overpass there were these two bicyclists riding behind a car. And the car stops, but only one of the bikes stops. The other guy slams into the back of the car, and flies of his bicycle onto the trunk of the car, hahaha. It was so funny. And then it looked like he was trying to act like nothing happened, hahaha.

Anyways, yea, today at wushu, I was soooooo close to nailing an aerial. I've had a really messed up butterfly kick for the last couple weeks, cuz I'd dip my head waaay too low, and it'd kinda look like an aerial tilted 45 degrees. But yea, it just started from there, and I decided to intentionally tilt it more & more towards the vertical. I'd say it's definitely more of an aerial than a butterfly now. I tried doing it a lot of different ways- with a running start and prep hop, I think it's basically there. Built up a lot of confidence, but I'm still afraid to extend my legs all the way. So I did what Michael refers to as an "Arabian," which I guess is like a no-handed cartwheel with the legs tucked. I think I'm pretty close... I can get it. That's a funny thing about the wushu club: I feel like I'm losing a lot of my traditional kung fu skills, but in their place, I'm gaining all these oddball techniques, like the one-leg jump front slap, jump outside crescent, butterfly, and aerial. Strangely though, my tornado kick has gone to heck- it's just gotten progressively worse and worse, and now my one-leg landing is like gone. =(

Ok, well anyways, I've been hanging out with the old crew from Plano West a lot recently: Mike, Terry, Tony, Allen, and Yuto. Reminds me of the good ol' days. Fun times, fun times. Man, in retrospect, I liked high school so much more than I'm liking college right now. *sigh*