Red Bull

So far the last few days, I've been pretty obsessed with these Red Bull videos and the people in it. More toward the stuff, not so much the people. But I mean snowboarding down a mountain and not being able to see even 100 metres in front.  I mean, that's fucking crazy.




And there's this guy called Danny McAskill who does bike parkour. Rickie Fowler who does golf. Since when did Red Bull ever do Golf? All of the skaters are amazing. Snowboarders: 'nuff said.

I've been after a bike for a while. I'm not sure if I've already mentioned that. But I'd be able to go so many more places and faster too. Parkour is given, I'll always want to do that. In different cities too. Ryan Doyle is this Australian-European guy who is also sponsored by Redbull.

And then there's the break-dancing. How the fuck do you do a pushup with your body completely horizontal with your feet in the air?

So generally, I would really like to be good at something... exhilarating. At least active, anyway.  But if you want to be good at something, you've gotta be willing to do everything and accept the terms that comes with it. Imagine the risks though: Landing the jump badly, fucking the flip, crashing the car. These could all end with death, easily. But that's what drives us. The feeling of danger, the pressure of knowing that if you screw this up, then it's the last time you'll ever screw up.

That probably explains why I didn't feel so bad about landing on my head 2 meters of the ground.

Well that's about it. I'm sorry I haven't written in a while but y'know, things come up and you have to deal with them, right? :P

One thing, do you guys mind the music or should I take it out. I' m not even sure if it's on autoplay. So let me know...whenever.

That awkward moment when you realise that your assignment was meant to be 600-800 words rather than 400-600 words.

Anyway, that's all.

A la Prochaine~