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           HEYO EVERYBODY!!! Yes yes... Teddy is actually updating! WOOT! But I've decided to avoid the tacky "what I've been doing this summer" entry (look at my aim profile), in favor of something else.  It's a glimpse into my very WARPED views on life, and my understanding of how others view me.  Confuzzled yet?  Me too!  So just read this kinda sorta long entry... whether you know me or not, this is going to make you laugh fo sho and you might learn something new. Don't worry, the nostalgic, emotional, more serious goodbyes and such entry will come in August - ish... Oh yeah! I smashed the driver side rear view mirror clear off my car! YAY!!!

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Well anywho, here I go....

          I am a weird kid.  By most accounts, I have been characterized as a fun-loving yet disturbingly odd person; cheerful and optimistic nonetheless.  I frequently turn otherwise normal and commonplace subjects into silly and comical versions.  I have even heard the use of my name in the form of a modifier:  “Wow, that was such a Teddy…” or “You just pulled a Teddy…”  Now this is not to say that I am devoid of common sense or deep emotions… because I’m not…  See, I have not really chosen to hide such emotions of grief, stress, and sorrow; I’ve just learn to dislike such expression.  Quite simply, when others find it necessary to go on temper tantrums, sulk throughout the day, or demand emotional attention, I find that such malcontent tends to spread like wildfire.  Now,

            I’m not saying that I am an impervious robot, for I would gladly lend a shoulder to cry on, an open ear to listen, but I find everyone would rather be cheered up than thrown into the dregs of sorrow.  Along those lines, I gain the greatest satisfaction and happiness from making others cheerful; why be the wallflower when you can be the court jester? Thus, therein lies the method to my madness, the creed in my life, where the only obstacle is not the opinion of others, but one’s own self-consciousness. 

I once went to an amateur comedy corner on the lower east side of Manhattan.  It was around ten in the evening or so, and the Wall Street stockbrokers were trading in their corporate attire for more comfortable velvet black Beatnik jumpsuits.  The pseudo darkness within casually blended with the wisps of gray smoke hissing out of a small fire extinguisher made mock-smoke machine.  Yet, the true highlight of that evening was not the eerie candle-holding Furby sitting on my table, the woman with the beard to my right, or the constant aroma of strong butane in the air (which in turn may have caused me to perceive a beard on the woman in the first place… or man…). 

Up on the stage, fabricated of old milk carts and CD cases, a man in a simple tank-top and athletic shorts stood, and was quite frankly making a complete fool of himself.  Did I fail to mention the chicken mask he had on as well? Yet, for the last five minutes of his performance that I managed to catch, he never appeared uncomfortable, nervous, or at all self-conscious.  It was almost as if with every smile and chuckle he received, the air around him glowed brighter with an intensifying vigor. 

Life for this free spirit seemed so relaxed and happy-go-lucky.  I had seen standup comedians before, both on and off stage, and listened to their struggles with media and finding material for the next performance.  But by then, one may lose sight of the ham, that golden, delicious, slow-roasted, honey-smoked ham.  I caught up with the chicken-faced man after he left the stage; for some reason I felt drawn to this man of laughter, this individual of self-actualization.  

As it turned out, he was one of the nicest fellows I ever met.  An OR surgeon at Columbia-Cornell University Hospital by day and a poultry-masked amateur comedian by night, this regular Clark Kent-Superman individual gave me a fresh new angle with which I could enjoy my life.  It isn’t enough to spread happiness and invoke laughter when in the spotlight; one has to live the creed at all times.  Meet challenges head on, never surrender, and above all break the norm.  Now, I doubt he was encouraging me to get a full-body tattoo or have my sex changed, but his message was clear:  you only live once so enjoy it to its fullest extent.  

          Today I am so glad that I am a roller coaster fanatic, that I have slept through a drenching thunderstorm outside in a hammock, that I have bungee jumped off a bridge into whitewater rapids, that I have climbed a thirty foot tree to save what I thought was a cat but was really an old trash bag, that I have stood on a corner with a hair dryer pointed at oncoming traffic to see if anyone would slow down, that I have super-glued a dollar bill on the floor of the mall and watched from a bench as stranger attempted to pick it up.

           Around peers and people in general, I openly enjoy making a fool out of myself to cheer others up and give them a good laugh, or at least remember who Teddy Pei is.  Live your life and always enjoy it.  When posed with a ridiculous dare or chance to lose face in front of others, my initial reaction like anyone would be to refrain.  But then I ask myself, “Why the hell not?”  I’ll try that month old banana, do back flips down the road, and compliment the gay guy when he hits on me.  Just as importantly, one must be the same when alone. 

           For example, one early afternoon on a weekday, I once went to one of those flop movies in its sixth week, the ones where there would only be one other person in the entire theater munching on snacks brought from home.  I decided to sit right next to the nice person and strike up a conversation.  Long story short, I found out he was a transatlantic pilot for United Airlines, and was on his scheduled week off that the FAA requires of all pilots.  I told him I had never been to Europe and, as a friendly gesture, I gave him my address so he could send me something from the land across the pond on his next trip.  Two months after that conversation, I received a plush Teddy Bear dressed in a traditional leather pilot’s outfit via FedEx from Rome, and we haven’t had contact since.

          Understanding how precious life is and its transient nature is essential to enjoying life to the fullest.  Try new things, do crazy things, for such things are only new and crazy because the populace has chosen not to adopt them yet.  Society needs enthusiastic people, and the benefits are wonderful.  The work put in?  Breaking the norm and having fun without being self-conscious.  The pay off?  Making others happy and cheerful so that they may not dwell upon bothersome issues at length.  It is my philosophy and it is my way of life.  Always remember:  “When life gets you down you know what you gotta do?  Just keep swimming, just keep swimming….” – Dory from Finding Nemo

WHAT/WHO DOES TEDDY LOOK LIKE?!?!?!

heyo all you cats and chicks out there in xanga land! due to (*cough cough*) overwhelming demand, ive decided to make this xanga entry more visual and much less wordy (hurrah!).  in other words, im feeling especially odd and spontaneous right now and would like to share some weird observations my friends have made concerning my hideous face and resemblance to … um… things…

first, the most obvious comparison of course… a TEDDY BEAR! now, in my opinion, i dont think i look much like a teddy bear at all.  my ears dont protrude from the top of my head (though that would be REALLY kool! ), my snout does not end with a hard black nose, and black fur does not encompass my eyes.  also, as far as i know, my body has never been covered in black and white fur… that is unless my parents are hiding something…*suspicious eyes and chin rubbing*

now this ones is less known since ive only been compared to a hamster in the sense that theyre super hyperactive, constantly running, stuffing mouth with food, and generally having little common sense but always having a good-ole jolly-olly time!   fine fine, i will agree to all that, but do i have WHISKERS comin out of my snout?!?!?! didnt think so… and i wont even get into the beady eyes and illustrious full body fur…by the way this is my sisters and my hamster bebe. say hi bebe!

ah finally… a human comparison.  now this guy is dave kim, a fellow warriors ultimate player and all around great person… though bordering on the edge of homosexuality with his secret affairs with dan baik, not to mention using a venus razor to shave his head (not pictured so here).  anywho, DOZENS of people have said we look alike from near and far, have similar builds, both have attractive singing voices, play ultimate (duh!), and frequently dress alike.  essentially, many are convinced we were twins separated at birth,  and i should just succumb to such suggestions and call dave my brother fo sho. hmmm… ill think about it…except not!

now this i have yet to completely understand or agree with in any way.  i gladly give props to dionne and mukta for this particular comparison, for im convinced they were either drunk or ..well… yeah drunk when they thought of this.  see, apparently the two think i look like this common angry face  from far away; they say it’s the eyebrows in particular.  well, whatever they say, im not getting my eyebrows waxed, NO SIR-EEE!

for those of you who truly understand me, you have surely been informed or learned of my wonderful and totally normal fascination with the sound of a cow… MOOOOO!  thats right kiddos, moo is the way to go and if you dont moomoo like it, than moo on you! but thanks to andrea, i have taken a new step to being one with the moo; without much choice, she had affectionately deemed me to be a mooing cow . (*gasp!*) all i can say is i REALLY wish i had horns… oooo… and udders! well, maybe just tha horns then…

okay okay, so perhaps none of this makes sense, and youre tired of reading my interpretations of the many sides of teddy.  well, YOU be the judge then! heres a pic of me on an average day doing one of the things i love to do, eating of course! tell me what YOU think I look like!

pyce.

and i'd give up forever to touch you
cause i know that you feel me somehow
you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be
and i don't want to go home right now
and all i can taste is this moment
and all i can breathe is your life
cause sooner or later it's over
i just don't want to miss you tonight

and i don't want the world to see me
cause i don't think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am

alrighty all you cats and chicks out there, update time and im gonna attempt to keep this one SHORT (*gasp!*) – er than my usual entries. 

            so where is teddy going to college? well, assuming being waitlisted is a bunch of total BS, and that i have a better chance of bringing JELLO to life, marrying a JELLO woman, and having half JELLO half man children, than getting iinto waitlisted schools, ive decided to settle on TUFTS!  located on a hill 5 mi northwest and overlooking boston, this fine establishment possess, among other…um… things, is also proud to have THA BEST COLLEGE ULTIMATE TEAM IN THE NORTHEAST as of april 7, 2004!!! WAHOO!!! also, boston is a MECCA for kick*ss club ultimate teams that always make the club nationals tournament…. so im basically pumped ultimate and city wise.  school wise, i feel somewhat jipped, especially with these stories of certain people from various high schools getting in and me not.  *sigh*  im definitely gonna look into transferring after frosh year.  (yes, the school mascot is a bull elephant baby!)

            speaking of ultimate (yes yes… more… but this is short and PLEASE read this!), this Saturday, April 10, 2004 at 3:00PM at the WHRHS bottom lacrosse fields, the Watchung Hills Varsity Warrior Ultimate team (#2 in the state*) faces off against Columbia High School (#1 in the state*) *notates ‘02-’03 season standings.  yes, this IS the first battle of the TITANS  for the spring 2004 season.  PLEASE PLEASE  come and support us!!! if you come to watch any game, come and watch this one! click on link for directions! http://www.geocities.com/whrhsultimate/directions.html

            but somethings missing in this entry, huh?  where are teddys crazy daily antics and impossible experiences? well ill give the audience what it wants.  early this week, i was getting the mail in the mid-afternoon, when my eccentric and odd neighbor lady ran over in a fit of yelling and wild gesticulations.  barely deciphering her incoherent bajabbers, i realized something was horrifically wrong with a family member, and she had wisely chosen to seek my superior aid rather than immediately calling 911 (though in retrospect the result would have been the same… screwed if you do and screwed if you dont i suppose).

thus, i rushed into her home (which carried a conspicuous banana bread odor) and followed the bumbling lady to ground zero.  suddenly, i entered the room, saw the patient and realized….. he was a dog .   yes, a dog, not a person, but that wasn’t enough. no.  this is TEDDYS life and nothing is ever normal.  the “patient” was nearing unconsciousness not from food poisoning or injury.  the dog was choking on its unusually long tail after (you guessed it) successfully chasing his tail .  so after staring at the dog in disbelief and giving the loopy owner a look of “youve gotta be kidding me…”, i proceeded to simply yank out the tail, give the “patient” some patting encouragement, and off he went happy and content as ever.  after some glorifying thanks, the owner saw me out and that was that.  ah, c’est la vie!

i knew there was somebody somewhere
like me alone in the dark
now i know my dream will live on
ive been waiting so long
nothings gonna tear us apart

aight, last thing.. PROMISE! i found this pic at one of my favorite sites for weirdos. all i can say is that i would give my left ball to find out where this shot was taken….

aight, as always, live it up, enjoy it, and never regret a moment! pyce. 

im SOOOOOO FREAKIN PSYCHED that ultimate is startin up again …. O MAN …. i guess what really helped me get back into the ultimate spirit and mode was this tournament i played in last saturday.  a COLLEGE ultimate tourney dubbed “the luck of the irish” was taking place for good A teams down in good ol’ deleware.  the not as good B teams decided to setup their own tourney and affectionately call it “the suck of the irish” .  but one of the teams decided to drop out leaving an open spot, which they decided to fill with a team made of the new jersey high school all-stars!!!

so i had to wake up saturday morning at 5:00AM  so i could meet up with baik, hiren, and dave (i was unanimously chosen to drive the whrhs representatives down to deleware… may i never accept such a moronic responsibility again….) the 2hr drive down there wasn’t too bad though, and i had SUPER DUPER fun weaving in and out of traffic at 90-100mph on the 80 mile stretch of nj turnpike we had to take. 

once there, we went up against five other college teams and guess what?!?!? WE FREAKIN BEAT THEM ALL!!!  thats right! a bunch of high schoolers came together to form team JERSEY FUSION and went easily undefeated at a college tourney. talk about your upset victories and dozens of shattered egos. MUAHAHHAHAHHA!!! but really, the more memorable events probably had little to do with the actual games.  like when dave and i both needed to really pee so we went up to this concrete wall, and at the request of the other college teams, decided to get a little creative.  so while dave shimmied down the wall as he peed, i wrote my name out! wahooo!!!  later, we all signed this orange cone (for memories i guess) for the tourney.  as it happened, i chose a clear spot below a comment that read “take it up the ass!” and above another that read “show us your boobies!”  so naturally, i kept with the wonderful theme and wrote “my cock is bigger than this cone!” 

on the way home, everyone fell asleep as i played mind games with myself and chugged white chocolate mocha, while negotiating 95mph interstate driving and praying my exhausted body doesn’t suddenly cramp up.  did i mention that my wonderful passengers were also continuously farting?   but hey! s’all good cause winning first in any tourney is totally super AWESOME!

            1^st varsity game is this saturday, march 20 at 2:00pm at my school’s bottom lacrosse fields at the bottom of the hill versus Manalapan hs.  if you wanna come, heres direction to my school.  (http://www.geocities.com/whrhsultimate/directions.html)

im so thankful for all my fellow ultimate players.  if anything, i can always trust them to keep me happy no matter what.  it seems like life enjoys sending curveballs my way, and i guess recently ive been striking out.  things that felt for sure, that made me complete, have shown that they were meant to be transitory in the end.  although it feels like i must have patience and fortitude with events, seldom have i been forced to walk the middle road, and i don’t know how long ill hold out.  eh, wutever.  ill just brush it off, and move on, no one to impress, no reason to stay stressed. 

in the mean time warrior ultimate spring 2004 is upon us... the saga continues...

pyce.

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saturday 3/20 game vs manalapan has been CANCELED cuz of tha crapola non school delayin snowcovered fields.... grrrrr.... GRRRRRRRRR... next game 3/27 vs highland park!!!! home game so come one come all!!! :)