I played golf today in Beaumont. Went back to the place where I played a lot of golf for free about two years ago. Sadly, I had to pay to play today. But with this thing I had, it was half price. Shot 38-37=75 (+3). Not bad. And this was supposed to be a harder course too. So I guess I like to hack it up in the desert, where there are easy courses, and play well on the PGA Legends Course in Beaumont.

I have woken up early and done something every day now since last Tuesday. And I have to get up early through this Thursday. Between volunteering at LLUMC, golf, and the beach, I don't get to sleep in ever. I have to wake up to go to the volunteering stuff for the next 3 days. Then I get one day off- Friday. And then the beach on Saturday. I mean, I'm glad I'm doing all this stuff, but sleep is good too (not to mention necessary).

Mmmm....Panda Bowl....spicy beef. Whew. Got a little spicy near the end there.

Out.  ¶ 2:42 PM

  So I am tired and pissed off right now. The tired comes from getting up at 3:50 AM to play golf. God, never again. I cannot do that. I cannot get up that early and expect to play well. I thought I hit the ball well, but damn, I had no good luck whatsoever and now I am exhausted.

Pissed off. Ah yes. The marvels of technology. No, not really. My computer here at home now eats CD's for lunch. It destroyed about 400 pictures and a bunch of video I had saved on a CD. Damnit. I hate technology, I hate computers, I hate getting pissed off at technology.

Pissed off for another reason. I have come to the conclusion that my mom is a total bitch. She just came into the room and pissed and moaned at me about Pharmacy school applications for 25 minutes, while asking me to check on stuff on the Internet (while my computer was frozen). I told her the computer was frozen and she tries hitting all these buttons and then blames me for making it freeze. I told her it was because we had a crappy, old computer with a slow Internet connection. Hmmm.....I wonder who was right there? Goddamn.

Oh well. Needless to say, I am looking forward to the blissful paradise of sleep tonight. No worries, no need to wake up early (well, somewhat early- golf again, I have to be awake by 7 AM, but not any more 3:50 bullshit), no bitchy mothers, no technology. Oh yes, sleep will be good tonight.

Alex and I have been messing around with video on my digital camera. He may have some clips up on his website sometime. Some funny stuff in some of them, but a few may be a little too explicit or ....um...."controversial." Anyways, I think I'm going to go soak my worries away in my spa.

Out.  ¶ 6:03 PM

  Protest Stupidity in All Forms!

Yeah, so I'm not going to read the newspaper anymore, except for the funnies. They're the most intelligent part of the paper, which I have known for quite some time. But damn, after reading some of the articles today, I swear that America is screwed in journalism. The articles are written by professional reporters- yeah right, it sound like these people dropped out of elementary school. And the articles are about obvious things. One is about Kelly Bullwinkle today. The judge refused to dismiss the murder charges on Damien and Kinzie. Well no shit. If he had dismissed them, then that's a news story. But doing his job is not. And then articles about poor, underpaid, sad Shaq taking up the entire sports section piss me off. Who cares? Jesus, he's not that great to deserve the main headline and the entire sports section. So yeah, I'm not going to read the paper anymore, except for the funnies. Yay for Dilbert, Garfield, Foxtrot, Mother Goose and Grimm, Zits, and a few others!

Out.

P.S. I'm not really angry here, just thinking that the newspaper is retarded. Anyways, I'm going to the beach today. Totally off topic, I know.   ¶ 8:38 AM

  Newsflash!!!
I don't know why this is a newsflash, but I just thought I should make it feel important too, since all the other ones are newsflashes. I finished working on my fence today. YAY!!! Let the good times roll.....I'm lame. Sorry. So now I guess my mom is going to give me some more manual labor to do. Damn. Maybe I should have taken more time on the fence.....

2nd Newsflash
Katie made her plane ticket reservations today. YAY! I cannot wait to see her. I don't know how Alex and Jen do it, but damn, 2 months is a long time. I have been excited to see her for awhile now, but actually making the reservations made it more definite and made me want to see her even more. She will be here from July 30 to August 8, during my family's trip to the beach.

3rd Newsflash
I got a phone call on my cell phone today at 2:17 PM, when I was working on my fence in my backyard. It was Alex, panicked. He was hauling ass by REV and asked me for a favor, telling me to run to Jen's house to make sure she was OK. He said her neighbor's house was on fire. I put on shoes and ran down there as fast as possible, and since it's only a block, I got there within a minute. When I turned the corner, I saw smoke and lots of it. The fire was basically out and the situation was under control. A kid was screwing around (he's a juvee that got kicked out of REV this year for smoking pot on campus- what a winner) and lit his house on fire. Well, his house just so happened to be next door to Jen's house. The fire didn't spread to any other houses, thankfully, but the kid's house was pretty crispy, as well as 2 cars. Oops.

Signing off.....er.....Out.  ¶ 4:46 PM

  Sorry for the lack of updates. I don't do anything interesting or exciting, so you would be bored if I updated a lot. They would consist of "I fixed the fence today," or "I drove to the store today," and the most exciting one of all "I went to my granny's today." Whew, calm yourselves down. I know all those are thrilling posts and such, but keep yourselves under control, huh?

Anyways, I have started volunteer work at LLUMC. Fun times. Actually, it's not bad work. I work with a guy named Jimmy N. He's an Asian guy, about 22 years old, with a wife and a little kid. He's going to try to get into pharmacy school in either Pomona or USC. And he's had to work for everything. He mixed with the wrong kids during high school and ended up getting expelled from Pacific High School. He went to a contiuation school and finished high school and is now working on a pharmacy degree. So there. To all those people who want stuff given to them because they're a minority or they're poor, look at Jimmy N. He is the first person in his family to go to college and he came from nothing to at least what he has now. So goals can be reached without help, but just merely by hard work.

But hell, it's not bad work at LLUMC. It's better than Redlands Community Hospital by a mile, since now I can sit on my ass if I don't feel like working. I can just do nothing if I want. There's enough employees to take care of everything that I don't have to do much. Haha. My kind of work there.

I'm almost finished working on my fence. 2/3 the way done. Yay. It's going quicker as I get closer to the end, since I'm improving my skills at carpentry. LOL. Great. I never thought I'd end up teaching myself carpentry this summer, but hey, what can you do?

Well, my dad and I are going to go practice golf out in Beaumont.

Out.  ¶ 6:35 PM

  Ah crap, I am tired right now. I woke up at 4:00 AM this morning to play golf in Palm Springs. I played OK. Some good stuff, some crappy stuff too. Oh well.

I have been working on the side fence in my back yard. I have to nail boards along the bottom of the fence to help support it. God, we need a hired worker. This is beyond my abilities. I have done one panel in 2 days of work, and I have 4 more to go. Ugh.

I start volunteer service at the LLUMC Pharmacy next week. I work Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays from 8-12. Fun stuff there. I wish I was getting paid. But I'm not. Nope, I'm doing this out of the goodness of my heart. LOL.

Out.  ¶ 5:04 PM

  Whew. A day of fun in the sun is coming to an end. Greg, Alex, Alex's dad, and I went golfing out in Hemet. Good times. Well, at least for me. I hope you guys had an OK time. I know none of us are as good as we used to be, but hey, we can still go out and whack it around.

After golf, I had a TB test where I got the same lady that I got before. She loves to stick the needle in real slow and then push the liquid in really slow. Ugh. I don't like needles to start with, but this makes it worse.

Oh well. I went swimming and sat in my spa tonight. That always relaxes me.

Goddamn, I miss Katie. Even girl I see reminds me of her in some way. Every time someone tells a story or a joke, I can relate to it with something that she and I have done. Every time people talk about college, I think about her. Every time I see couples or hear people talk about relationships, of course, I get a little lonely. Sadly, I want summer to be over because summer means no Katie and school means Katie in close proximity. I love you babe.

Out.

  ¶ 8:57 PM

  Hahaha. My parents watched Signs today. They'd never seen it. My dad just watched it, but I guess it scared the crap out of my mom. She was reading in her bed upstairs and I snuck in there (she's pretty deaf, so that wasn't too difficult). Then I jumped out from behind the other side of the bed and she jumped a foot off the bed. Hahaha. Ah yes. I'm mean. I know. But I thought it was pretty funny.

I have to get up at 5:15 AM tomorrow to play golf. Ugh.

Out.  ¶ 9:28 PM

  This is part of another Yellowcard song.

"I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do."

The rest of the song wouldn't fit Katie and me.

Played golf today. Sucked ass. Hit so many balls out of bounds and in lakes. Ugh. I am tired and disgusted right now.

Out.  ¶ 4:16 PM

  Woohoo! Two posts today! Oh well, this one won't be much.

My mom has a new student next semester at her high school in Rialto. Her name is (get ready, this is good):

Diamonette Tiffany'Mo McGraw

Hahaha. Sorry, I find that funny. My mom checked. This girl's real birthname is just that. Her parents actually gave her an apostrophed middle name with "Mo" added on to it. Bahaha. Oh, I'm mean. I'll shut up now, because mine's a little weird too.

Night.  ¶ 9:27 PM

  Bah. Dumb Lakers. I wish Kobe would get his ass thrown in jail and Shaq would stub his toe so the 2-man team would lose.

No Name for This Poem
Time runs, skips, and jumps as we talk,
Hurtling toward when I will see her walk
Down those stairs in the terminal to me.
This, and among other things, I can see
When I think of her and her bright smile.
Despite every tribulation and every trial,
We are still together and I cannot imagine
Where men would be without having women.  ¶ 3:13 PM

  I just pinched my finger in my side gate. Ow, ow, OW!! I really fucking hurts. I'd make this longer, but I have to type one-handed right, so this is taking too long (and no, I'm not playing with myself).

Ouch.  ¶ 4:00 PM

  Mmmmm.....oh man, I love Panda Bowl. Orange chicken today. I wanted pepper bean steak, but they didn't have it. I think it's more a dinner entree. Oh well. Orange chicken is still good.

When does everyone get back from college? I know I've asked you a thousand times, but I guess I need to hear it one more time. I'm not asking for you to entertain me, I just want to be able to hang out with you guys sometime.

Fate and Destiny
Some call it fate, some destiny,
I'd say we were just meant to be.
There is no way to be able to tell
What brought us out of personal hell.
All I know is that I found you
And you found me amidst the few.
I can't say thank you enough
To who saved me from times that were rough.

Katie- I need you. I miss you. I love you.  ¶ 12:23 PM

  Well shitty. Imagestation is going to delete my album because I "violated their terms of service agreement." Sonsabitches. I read through it. It changed from when I agreed to it. When Imagestation change their stuff so that I could no longer post pictures, I think they also changed their terms of service. I wrote an email telling them that, but most likely, they don't care. And my album will be gone as of 5:00 PM today. Shit. Oh well. Maybe I will start Photoblogging now.

Anyways, I have to run some errands today. I have to visit my granny and my aunt (and her kitties), as well as go to the store. So I will be out hitting the town today. And this afternoon, I have to go back to the hospital for my "interview" for volunteer service. Haha. Yeah right. "Interview." It's just another orientation thing and it's just done in smaller groups than the first orientation.

This is tentative. I think my golf game may be back. I liked what I saw yesterday. So maybe I am back in old form, back to kicking ass. Hopefully.

I have been playing the game below a lot lately. I can get to level 10, but then I get beat badly and quickly.


Curveball

Out.
  ¶ 9:24 AM

 
OK, click that link above and then use this stuff below:
name: plickplick22
password: bengals

You should be able to see about 10 new pictures (Alex and Katie- only about 8 are new to you guys). Enjoy.

The pictures tend to look blurry when viewed on the normal album screen. If you click on them and then click "download original," it opens a new window and the picture is shown in all its magnificence. ;)

Out.  ¶ 2:42 PM

  OK, I think I should go take a nap. I am tired as hell. I woke up at 4:00 AM, 35 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. And I could't go back to sleep. Goddamnit.

I played golf at Woodhaven in Palm Springs. It wasn't too hot when we finished, which was nice. I did a helluva lot better today though. Shot 70 (even par) with a triple bogey and three bogeys. Oh yeah, I also had an eagle. LOL. Roller coaster day, but fun nonetheless. I almost had a hole-in-one (hit the pin at the base, but I also hit a ball into the frigging houses). My uncle actually played better too; he shot 92, as compared to his usual 102.

Well, I think that it's time to sit on my ass since it's pretty tired right now.

out.  ¶ 1:09 PM

  OK, wow. My parents and I are rednecks and are lower on the class system than I had previously thought. We went to spend the $100 gift certificate at Mario's Place in Riverside on Mission Inn Avenue. Well, the bill came to $99.13 (and you don't get change back). So we wasted 87 cents. Damn. Considering my dad's steak alone was $33.00 and my linguini checca was $16.00, we did pretty well to escape there not having to pay for anything but the tip. Awesome food though. If you guys ever have to impress anyone (perhaps a female), I advise Mario's Place. Fairly expensive, but the service is great and the food is damn good. Very strong Italian food.

It seems that I cannot escape REV. Guess I see walking the streets of Riverside with her husband? Mrs. Jeske. But hell, at least I enjoy seeing her, since she was a fun teacher and a nice lady.

And it also seems that my parents, nor myself will allow my to forget a certain girl. Ahem. The Mormon. No names, but you guys all know who I mean. Yeah her. My parents had to point out the damn auditorium where Homecoming was senior year. And when I was cleaning out my room today, I found some of the pictures that she had given me. Pictures of us at things like the Junior Honor Court thing and some of us at Homecoming. Ah how sweet. Chucked that stuff into the trash. Yep. I didn't even know I still had those damn pictures, I thought I had already thrown them away (like when I reached the epiphany of coming to grips with the fact that she was a bitch). Oh well, I know I sound bitter. But you know what? I'm not bitter about her being a bitch. I'm bitter that I didn't meet someone like Katie in high school. I'm bitter that I wasted high school on her. I'm bitter that she left me with a bad taste in my mouth for high school. But hell, I don't really care any more and any caring fades each day. That is most likely because of Katie. Thanks babe!

Out.  ¶ 8:06 PM

  Smarty Jones couldn't do it today. But hell, it was a good race. And by the way, even with all this hype, there was another horse that had a chance at the Triple Crown a few years ago (Real Quiet). So it's not that unusual to have a chance, it's just unusual to win it.

Out.  ¶ 4:52 PM

 

Yay for Jesus!
I saw that link when I was playing Yahoo! pool against Alex (losing unfortunately, since that's all I seem to be able to do anymore at that). I clicked on it to just see what it would be, figuring it would be porno or some advertising POS. I was just curious, you know? Anyways, praise the good dude, I found salvation at the end of the link. I have seen the light and am looking forward to my afterlife in heaven. What? Sinners can't get in? Oh well, screw it. I laughed pretty hard during the whole little video clip on the website. Call me a bad person if you must. LOL. I'm laughing as I type this. I can see that religion is good for some people and that having faith like that can help them, but folks, come on, the Bible is merely a collection of stories (yes, that's right, stories) to teach lessons about morals and such. It's good for that, but it's not meant to be taken literally. OK, done ranting about the blindly religious people.

Out.

P.S. I'm sorry if that link doesn't work. I don't know. It works about one out of 5 times for me. It worked fine the first time I opened it, but hell, maybe the religious people running the web page know I'm a heathen and a sinner, so they block me from it.   ¶ 2:38 PM

  OK, I just had the living shit scared out of me. I was taking a shower in my bathroom with the door shut. And once I had finished my shower and gotten into boxers, I opened my bathroom door. Well, apparently I had forgotten to open my window during the shower because there was some steam buildup. And the fire alarm is right outside my bathroom. I was putting in contacts when that fucking alarm went off. Holy shit, that thing is loud. Wow. I jumped probably a foot and I ended up chucking my contact onto my mirror. My house was silent, and all of a sudden, it was about as loud as LAX. Whew. I'm still a little jumpy and that was 15 minutes ago. Damn adrenaline. So yeah, there's my story for the day.

My parents anniversary is today. And to celebrate, they're going (me included) to some fancy ass restaurant in Riverside. My mom won some gift certificate for $100 for Mario's Place, so that's where we're going. I hope it's good food, not just expensive.

Out.  ¶ 10:05 AM

  Redlands: the good ole small town. Except that the small town feeling can be annoying as hell. I have seen three people that I know in 2 days. Just random crap. I was driving to Highland yesterday and on the way, I saw Keely Sartori jogging. And then I went to Arby's yesterday evening and I saw Sarah Molino working the cash register. And then when I went to REV this morning to get letters of recommendation, I saw Marty Melcher's mom there. Bah. Damn small town atmosphere. I like that Redlands feels like a small town, as compared to the shitholes of San Bernardino and Los Angeles. But damn, I don't like the fact that I can't go anywhere in town without seeing someone I know.

Out.  ¶ 10:14 AM

  Off to community service orientation at the Loma Linda University Medical Center Hospital. Blah. Stupid pharmacy school requirements and the bullshit community service requirements. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to Hell I go.

Out.  ¶ 2:55 PM

  I counted change today. Woohoo. If you're ever bore out your mind, I advise counting change. It's great. I mean, it's just such damn stimulating work. 1,2,3,....,50. And repeat about 100 times. Woohoo....zzzzzzz. At least I got $98.50 out of it. Yay for money.

And now part of the chorus of a Yellowcard song:

"I need you now, we're miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
I need you now, we're miles apart."

Poem By Me to Katie

Mornings are lonely, empty, and cold
Even when the sun bathes and warms me.
Desire and need increase by triple-fold,
And the I feel my need for her, for we.

As the day lags on, I notice I something
That reminds me of her and I sadly smile.
Hearing a song she likes and would sing,
Or thinking of her as I drive every mile.

I love hearing her voice on the phone,
But there's only so much it can accomplish.
Because when night comes, I know I will be alone.
No one is there for me to hold or cherish.

Sweet dreams of her are my only escape
From the everday missing of her touch and kiss.
Seeing couples can only hit nerves, scrape
And cause more pain, more sinking into an abyss.

Now, more than ever, I want to be near her.
It's hard to stand the distance separating,
Thinking of times and memories spent in cheer
Somehow seems to ease the pain and yearning.

I miss you. I love you.   ¶ 5:07 PM

  Bah. I hate waiting. I have lost all patience with waiting. I had a 3:30 PM appointment today with the dermatologist, who was supposed to check my acne and a small cyst on my right ear lobe. Well, I didn't see the doctor until 4:30 PM. And this is with an appointment, meaning I was supposed to see him at 3:30. Damnit. There must have been 20 people of Hispanic influence waiting there before me. And of course, they all had 3:25 PM appointments or some shit like that. So I sat there for an hour, wondering if I would ever get in. And I finally did. And you know how long my individual appointment was? 5 minutes. It took 5 fucking minutes. Jesus Christ.

Nothing else really happened today. I did some yard work, well until the bees got pissed off and starting chasing me. Then I had to quit. I tanned for a little while after that. After about an hour of tanning, I was totally sweat soaked everywhere. It was puddling on the towel where I was laying. Ugh. So I decided to be dumb and jump in my pool, which is absolutely freezing. Oh God. I almost froze to death in the first few seconds and I'm sure I looked like one of the guys in the Sierra Mist commercials.

Out.  ¶ 8:03 PM