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i'm gonna break with the motif i have going of posting randomness and actually post the details of the day. so a 1 and a 2 and a you know what to do... the story begins john "cambodian sensation" phat, josh "ladies man" flores and jon "jon" brown taking full advantage of the unlimited buttermilk pancake special at IHOP, then heading to the coliseum for the young cambodian sensation to pick up a new skateboard. upon purchase we race dale ernhardt style over to the wakefield ymca skatepark to do some skateboard riding. and as it turns out there is a contest. the "ladies man" lacks confidence so he does not enter so the "cambodian sensation" and I enter. and i am able to finance my entry with 3 dollars and a ihop coupon for a free lunch instead of the normal 12 dollar fee which i did not have (thank you ben skatepark head hauncho) after sitting for countless hours watching the 15 and under age bracket compete, up comes the big boy section. the first qualifying run consists of "sensation" and two skateboarders not worth there salt, the "cambodian sensation" quickly dispatches them with the greatest of ease and is now in the finals. the next qualifying round was myself versus a skilled brazilian man with an affinity for ROCA wear and a generic white boy. the boy from brazil (no he was not a little hitler, as the movie would suggest) was tough to beat but i was able to overcome with a patented nollie varial heelflip off the launch ramp. i did not watch the next qualifying round because i was busy being verbally assaulted by a boy who was mentally retarded via his freestyle rapping with a voice that sounded much akin to donald duck. after this nice confidence booster i go downstairs to take part in the FINALS which consist of me, "cambodian sensation" and the winner of the third qualifyer a 20 something brazillian with meaty paws that looked like he was going to crush a grapefruit with his bare hands. so the finals began and i was able to do two tricks in my run that i have never done in my entire life (go me and hooray for self gratification) Let me tell you skating for 10 minutes non-stop is quite the tireing ordeal (boy did i feel out of shape), my chest was on fire along with my throat from lack of air, sweat dripping from my brow, and my legs throbbing from exertion (we skated for around two hours before our two 10 minute runs mind you) at the close of the run our run mr. phat layed down against the wall in a state of delirum and exhaustion. as we awaited the results... The brazillian with his meaty paws was able to steal first followed by myself in a close second place, and mr. john paul magana phat in third. after receiving kudos from the judges and the onlooking skateboarders we race home for joshua miguel flores was over an hour late to pick up his mom (thank you florentino mi amigo for opting to stay with us instead of being a good son) and so that brings the story to the present were i decide to bore all you people out in livejournal land with details that are inconsequential to you. THE END or should i say FIN, i'll go with THE END its an oldy but goldy.