Oliver, do you have a poll?

So everyday in 4th period Waldo asks Oliver if he has a poll. And almost everyday he has one.. The one that stuck out the most is the one where he asked this question..

"How many of you think that old people shouldn't do young activities? Like wear bikini's out in public and stuff."

98% of the class raised their hand. OF COURSE there was that 2% that decided that it was okay to be able to wear bikini's out in public even though you don't look like a 17 year old supermodel anymore and it is now all saggy.. I was part of the 98% of the class that DID raise their hand.

Today I experienced first hand why that is NEVER a good idea. While at Lover's Point with the Clymo girls and Amy we saw a guy. He was definitely not the youngest guy on the block and he definitely didn't have the body of a young guy. Most of you already know where this is heading but for those that are completely clueless.. Be P.R.E.P.A.R.E.D. He was wearing a tye dye speedo while playing paddle ball with his 'partner'. Oh don't forget that he had a fake orange tan! Now, however you want to interpret 'partner' is up to you.

I think I can speak for most of that cove when I say that Oliver's poll was pretty much dead on. We even got a picture of tye dye guy. Amy came up with the idea of pretending to stand in front of the guy while he was playing paddle board and than I would go off to the side with the camera and take a picture of him while it LOOKED like I was taking a picture of them. It's an intense picture. (No worries, I did take a REAL picture of Chels and Amy so it wasn't SOOO obvious).

Today was just an all around different day. Fun for sure!
Betty's Burgers in Santa Cruz is a MUST! Seeing Brett was fun.. I hate UCSC. :)

Are we there yet?

2 and a half hours, 2 waters, 2 sunny-d's, a few granola bars, and almost a whole thing of pringles later.. MONTEREY! The ride down here wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be so that is always a good thing. I arrived here about 7 hours ago and it has been a nonstop day.

I am excited to be able to go to sleep and get a WELL RESTED night for once this week. Sydney has taken my spot in the bed with Chels so I am stuck with the couch. It's all good though, I am just thankful I have a place to lay my head tonight.

Tomorrow is going to be an eventful day and I am excited about it. Hopefully the beach sells me because according to everyone and their mother.. Monterey Bay won't.

In conclusion today has been an amazing day.
Seeing Clymo's all boy's school (Ridiculous.. All the locks are even the same color!!)
Picking up Sydney from day care (With that huge smile on her face like she actually missed us)
Going to Kailey's recital (Where she punked the boys on stage for not doing it right.. You know you are related to Clymo when...)
Dinner at Knuckles (Where Sydney made me pray)
And now back at the house where there is peace and quiet..

The lesson learned today: WATCH OUT FOR IDIOT DRIVERS ON THE 101.. THERE ARE A LOT OF THEM :)

Anyone have any Tylenol?

To say the least, we smashed tonight vs. ML. But to say more..

It was ridiculous. We were losing in the beginning (by one at the most.. but still, it's MIRA LOMA!) but we eventually started dominating. A little before half time is when it started getting good. The Mira Loma cheerleaders on the other side ACTUALLY thought they were good.

Hey, newsflash... Your team sucks and so does your cheer team so in all fairness, there is nothing left for you to cheer about unless you want to cheer for us! :)

Of course that is not how it went down. They did some cheer talking crap and of course we couldn't hear them since there was about 5 of them over there and about 30 of us over here. We weren't AS RUDE AS WE COULD'VE been so before you judge us for being mean, just remember that.

So they would be cool and all and cheer and it sucked and we could never hear them.. EXCEPT when their team actually scored on a free throw.. *stomp*stomp*clap*clap*SWOOSH* That was probably their best cheer of the whole night.

And yes, we did steal it. It was a fun cheer to do since we got to do it a lot more than they did (with our team actually scoring and such). There's one thing that the ML's cheer squad (ML in general) doesn't have, that is JOSH WOHLFORD. He screams like an "eagle." It sounds more like a dying pig. Regardless of what the "sound" is.. It was high pitched and in my left ear for the whole game.

I tried to make Tennyson switch with him but it only moved him over so nothing was blocking his screaming from my ear. Kinda sucked, but it is something that will always be remembered.

Remember when Josh screamed like a dying pig/terradactyl/eagle thingy..?

I officially need some Tylenol for the crazy headache that is accumulating inside of my head. It was worth the 3 dollars that I had to pay to get in the game, and the 3 dollars that I had to pay for Biz to get in the game.. And it was worth all the crazy screaming across the basketball court at the 5 little cheerleaders that weren't very good at cheering.

Even the cop couldn't stop us :)

NA NA NA NA,
NA NA NA NA,
HEY! HEY! HEY!
GOOOOODBYEEEE ;)

Can you hear me now?

Like the cellphone commercial "Can you hear me now?" there is always that one person that trys to hear EVERYTHING! The eavesdroppers, the ones that ask too many questions, and than there are the ones that just KNOW everything. But what if you really could hear all? Hear all thoughts that have ever been thought or thoughts that are being thought that that moment.

I don't want to talk about anything that happened today. I just want to talk about thoughts. Usually when you ask someone what they are thinking, they either don't answer you and say it's private or they make up something ridiculouls. I am guilty of doing both. If I am thinking about something, I am obviously not saying it out loud for a reason.

A good reason that I think my thoughts instead if saying them is: it might hurt your feelings/ego/etc., it isn't worth saying, or you will probably just think I'm crazy. I have always wondered what it would be like to be able to look into someone's mind for a day. Or multiple people's minds. Who would I choose? There are a few people in my life right now that I would LOVE to hear their thoughts.

What do they think about life?
What is they think their purpose is on this earth?
Who do they want to be?
What they are trying to accomplish?
Do they want to have some effect on someone's life or is it just whatever?

Some simple questions that could make me see them a lot easier without them knowing that I know. I know that I could simply just ask them these questions but what is the fun in that? It is always fun to be able to know things that others don't know right? Kinda like being unique in your own very sneaky way.

I will admit that I never really thought about the whole listening to others thoughts until I read the Twilight series..

Honestly, is it ever a good idea to know someone's EVERY thought? I am pretty sure that if I walked down the hallway of my high school, I would pass about 10-15 people, just in that short 5 minute passing period, thinking horrible thoughts about me or my friends.

Like I said, some thoughts are kept private for very good reasons! I wouldn't be able to handle the truth in someone's own mind when it hits me directly like that. I would probably have a hayday about it.

So in conclusion, I wouldn't want to hear anyone's thoughts. My head is the only place where I know that I will be completely safe. No one will be able to know anything about it and that is what makes me feel safe and peaceful.



I like my space. I love my thoughts.

What if the world was more like Oliver?

There is a guy that I would like to talk about. His name is Oliver Jamie Johnson. For those who went to Cowan Fundamental, he is known as Jamie.. For those that met him in middle school or high school his name is Oliver.

Oliver isn't like any other guy. He has gone through some tough things that I can not even imagine how hard it must have been for him.Oliver was in my math class with Mrs. Riggs during my freshman or sophomore year. During that year he got really sick and they found out that he had a tumor in his brain and it was cancerous. So yes, Oliver had cancer. Had, being the most important word there. He is doing amazing now and to my knowledge all the cancer is gone.

Going through all that crap he had the best attitude about it. He was always so positive and always SOOO happy. I remember when he came back to my math class he wanted to take a poll.. About something so random but so fun. He never acted like he had cancer and you would never know except for his shaved head.

Today in class (he is the TA for my Political Science) Mr. Waldo was talking about the bus system and how if you are on jury duty than they will give you money for the bus fair. That is when Oliver comes in..

Oliver: "I love Regional Tranist. Bus #23 is my favorite!"
Mr. Waldo: "Why is #23 your favorite?"
Oliver: "It hits all 3 malls!"
Mr. Waldo: "That is always a good bus than. What's your favorite mall?"
Oliver: "Well I like pretzeltime in Sunrise the best so probably Sunrise."
Mr. Waldo: "hahaha okay, fair enough."

He is just always so nice and is one of the funniest people I know. He isn't funny because he MAKES jokes and wants people to laugh. He is just naturally funny. Everything he says is just hilarious.

Mr. Waldo: "Does anyone smell that sour smell?"
Oliver: "It's Miles."
(The whole class just starts laughing)
Oliver: "(clears his throat) Excuse me."
^Definitely one of the funniest things that has ever happened in that class.

So what I'm trying to get at is what if the world was more like Oliver Johnson? What if no one cared about what others thought and just wanted to have a good time and make everyone happy all the time? The world would be a much better place. If everyone was like Oliver Johnson, people would have to be happy all the time and they would just have a great time. Polls would be more accurate since he takes polls like it's going out of style.

For the most part, Oliver has changed my perspective on life and how we should treat it. Take nothing for granted because you never know if your next breath will be your last. So don't talk bad about someone or something because that might be the last breath you use.

Just something to ponder. Thanks Oliver, for always having such a positivie attitude

Should he be tried for murder?

There is absolutely nothing that is worth explaining in full detail but.. I will anways because that is what I do best when I am bored. So feel free to stop reading at anytime.

Every had one of those days that you do NOT want to get up? For me that is Monday-Saturday. I only say Saturday because I have to wake up and be at work by 6:30 in the morning so it is like another school day but an hour and a half earlier than normal. Well today was one of those days which is pretty self explanitory of how the rest of my day went.. Right down the crapper.

I get to school (late), and when I get to the attendence office to get my re-admit the lady that was writing it out starts talking about how her nephew wore a wolf costume and it was the cutest thing ever. Um lady, I am late and you are rambling of at 8:00 in the morning about something I do not care about.. But thanks anyways. So I get to Calculus, annoyed, stressed, and way confused. I sit down and she starts talking about us getting in groups. SWEET! The test is going to be a group test! Okay, so I was wrong. The test has been postponed which means that all the studying (cramming) I did yesterday is going to be totally useless for tomorrow. Wow, that doesn't make things frustrating at all. So whatever, I decide to be excited that the test isn't today and start doing my homework... Only to find out that the homework that I had already done isn't finished because MY paper doesn't have a backside. Sweet, so I have to do it all over again. Just my cup of tea. Finally the class ends and it's on to second period.

The most ridiculous class that I have ever been in because I learn about as much as you can fit in a nutshell. She pretty much has gotten as far as telling us where our name should be on an essay (not that I have ever written one worth putting my name on but it's still a nice piece of information to have in the near future.. right?). So that went by fast thank God. And I read about 20 more pages in my book.

3rd period: TA.. blah. Wrote everyone's name down like they were getting detention or something.. Totally useless. But Cadenhead had M&M's so I didn't complain. I just did it with a smile and shoved as many M&M's in my mouth as I could. hahaha it made my day!

And this is where it gets even better. Political Science. Today there weren't that GREAT of debates but still debates that pissed me off. Background: We read an article about 3 sailors that get shipwrecked out in the middle of the ocean. About 1000 miles from shore and 500 miles from where any NORMAL ship would ever pass. One of the guys says that they won't live more than 30 days without food so on the 25th day of no food this other guy suggests that they draw names on who will be killed so the other 2 can live. Of course the idiot with the plan is the one who's name is drawn and they decide to kill him but he decides that it was stupid (his first smart thing he thought of that whole day) and he doesn't want to go through with it. He is already the weakest guy there so they kill him anyways. Yada yada yada.. He dies, they eat him. They finally get rescued and the 2 guys that survived told the police about what happend to the other guy. They are tried for murder. Is that right? Or wrong? I said that it was right to try them for murder because well.. THEY KILLED HIM. And half of the class of course argued that it is stupid to try them for murder when it was his idea in the first place.

If I was that guy.. (the stupid one that came up with this little game of drawing names out of a hat for life and death) I would want someone to be tried for murdering me when OBVIOUSLY I wasn't in my sane mind when I thought about the plan. But I will never know what is right and wrong because it was a made up article that was in out textbook for no valid reason.

WORK! The surprisingly best part of my day. So around 6 o'clock every Monday there is a guy named Jimbo that comes into my work. His wife does an aquatic class while he just sits in the lobby and waits for her to get done. Most Monday's I am wearing my glasses so most Monday's he brings me these glasses wipes things.. haha I don't really know what to call it. But this Monday was a little different. As I am standing up at the front waiting for him to walk up to me and hand me the glasses cleaner, he comes up with a Rice Krispy treat as well. SCORE! I got a Rice Krispy treat.. And than he gives me the best gift of the day.. A crown that says "i luv jacob" He said that there were some kids who were making crowns and their parents didn't pick them up after they made them so he decided to give me one. So now I have my glasses wipes, a Rice Krispy treat, and a crown.

My life is complete! (I told you, you could stop reading at anytime)

Is it all going to work out?

Of course it is. Just not in the way most people want.

(On a different note before I start my rant for the night.. 11 months until Christmas!)

I went to church today! Congrats to me.. Second time in about.. four or five months? That sounds bad. Anyways, it was amzing. Made me think about a lot and realize a lot too. I just kept asking myself if it was all going to work out. They talk about how we should trust God in everything we do but in reality how many people can say that they do? Okay, so maybe a lot. I am certainly not one of them (though I am working on it).

I think about College a lot and I try to think about what the right choice is. I want to know where I should go but really only I can decide (and my parents for that financial crap that I love..). If I make the wrong choice, will God tell me? Or will I just try and figure it out on my own? Probably try and figure it out of my own because I am stubborn like that. That was morning thought.

As the day progressed I started thinking about tomorrow. TOMORROW: Calc test, bringing up Monterey to the parentals, work.. etc. I came home from church and started cleaning my room trying to clear my head because what I was thinking about, was definitely not something that I wanted to deal with at the moment.

Things just weren't working out the way I wanted them to. My calc test tomorrow is going to be a failure because I can't seem to remember anything we learned after break (STUPID DISNEYLAND) and I can't seem to want to remember anything we learned after break. I studied for a little bit and decided that Facebook looked way more appealing. So I went on that and started cleaning my room again.

Once again, I got distracted and I started to do something else. This time, I couldn't stop doing it. I read Breaking Dawn. I probably read over 150 pages tonight.. all because I don't want to deal with my calc test, or work, or anything else that is going on tomorrow.

IT FEELS LIKE IT ISN'T GOING TO WORK OUT.

Nothing is. But I have to somewhat be patient. Patience is one thing that I lack. VERY MUCH SO.. Hypocrite, I know. (For those who don't know, I always tell people to be patience because it annoys the hell out of me when someone is antsy about something.. Sorry if I do it in the future).
Anyways, I am taking my own advice for once and telling myself that everything is going to work out fine.

So what if I fail my calc test, there will be plenty of tests in the future to pass. So you know what? Everything is going to work out.. In it's own little way..

Someone told me tonight.. Patience is key.

Ongoy, what did you grade it?

On Thursday during 4th period, my teacher called on me asking me one simple question.

"Ongoy, what did you grade it?"

Let me catch you up. We watched the inauguration of President Barrack Obama. He made us all put our heads down and close are eyes. And he asked us to raise our hand when he says allowed the grade we would give the speech. I didn't give Obama an A but I did raise my hand when he said B. Once A-F was called we were all allowed to raise our heads once again. He started asking the class if anyone would like to say what they graded his speech and why. A few people raised their hands and he called on them to answer.

I sat in silence while I listened to everyone talk. I don't care for Obama much so I didn't want to raise my hand like everyone else and "praise" him for everything he said. But my luck, he called on me and asked me.

So I said my opinion. "I gave it a B because I am sick of hearing him talk about being black. I get that he's black. THE WHOLE WORLD gets that he's black so why does he need to address it AGAIN? If his whole thing is "change" than why doesn't he change what he says in every speech. He talks about how equality is key and everyone is born equal so why does he have to bring up that his father wasn't treated equally like everyone else? I get it. Get on with the presidency."

My opinion I guess offended a lot of people and I was getting a lot of flack for it. First of all, I didn't feel good so I didn't even want to argue in the first place but of course everyone was basically calling me a racist because of what I said. Second of all, someone took it too far.

When I got home from school I decided to go on MySpace and check out the bulletins that were being posted because I was bored and didn't have much to do (Being sick didn't leave much to do.. Computer or sleep.. I chose computer). Well a girl posted a bulletin that said "For my Poli Sci per. 4 class.. The hw isn't due tomorrow is it?" and it was the whole inauguration speech. Word for WORD. She also put "notice the things that are bold." So I scrolled down to check out what she had to say. Of course the things that were bolded were the parts of his speech that he referred to his heritage being black.

Now this is a girl that I like. I like debating with her because we are very opinionated about very different things. We love to argue but we never take it too far. This was something that she took too far. I commented her bulletin telling her that the homework was due tomorrow and she messaged me. She said she felt guilty for posting that bulletin and she didn't want to offend me. I wasn't upset at all, just frustrated. I really thought that she took it too far. I am all for debating in class and even outside of class, but posting stuff on the internet about it is a little much.

It taught me one thing.. Agreeing to disagree can save a lot of things.. Time, a friendship, and most of all a lot of hate.

I am definitely going to try and keep my temper in that class, cause God knows.. I NEED IT.

Where were you?

University of Nevada, Reno.

That is what took up my whole entire day. I woke up at about 6:15 am (even though I set my alarm for 5:30.. Apparently I didn't wake up to it). Chelsea and her mom came and picked us (my mom and me) up around 6:40 am and no later than 7:00 am we were on the road.

I-80 East, all the way to Reno. It was raining the whole way up there and it was raning hard for some of it. We had Betty with us for the ride up there which was nice, so the car full of girls ACTUALLY DIDN'T GET LOST FOR ONCE. (For those of you that don't know, Betty is the GPS system that my dad got for us girls a year ago since we get lost all the time) We made it to UNR at around 8:50 and it was like BOOM BOOM BOOM.

We checked in as soon as we got there and were told to start the tour ALREADY. Lost story short, we got in groups of what majors we liked and head off on our journey. This is where Chelsea and I split since she is interested in Business and I.. well am not. I went with my mom in the "pre-med" group.

That was an adventure all in itself. The group was very talkative.. NOT. I felt like when I would even talk to my mom the whole group was like staring at me or something. It was almost as if everyone felt like they were too smart to ask questions. Now I get that to major in pre-med or what not you have to be pretty smart considering that it is a very hard thing to do... But do you really have to ACT smart all the time? It really got on my nerves that these people talked about how good they were in such classes and how it should be a piece of cake to get in to the med school.

They never said this to me exactly but when you are in a group of approx. 20 students and you are walking for-ev-er, you start to pick up people's conversations. I always heard people talking about how many AP classes they could squeeze in this semester and how next semester they had to add one more.. LIKE REALLY?? Is that really necessary?

Once the leader of the tour said that AP classes don't count towards this med school, it made me feel better about my decsions that I have made in high school but I still felt like a nobody with everyone talking about their GPA's around me. Am I really that stupid? Or am I just normal?

Once that tour was over, I felt like it was a lot easier to have fun on the other tours because it wasn't academics that were being talked about. It was more about college life. I AM VERY EXCITED about college life. The dorms, the friends, the food (mmmm ice cream), the experiences, etc. All things that I have been looking forward to for a really long time actually started becoming real in that small period of time.

We looked at a lot of the dorms and WOW. Each one was different in it's own way. One that was pretty snobby with it's own bathroom in the dorm (1200 a year.. EXTRA), the second that was a substance free hall, all guys, all girls, co-ed. Each one was different and each one was so much fun to look at and see what to expect at any college really.

I hate the cold. Everyone who knows me will know that and actually this college was great. I loved how it was set up, I loved how everyone was so nice, and I loved how everyone was so willing to help you with anything. It was almost like the whole campus was already their own awkward family in their own awkward way.

To put an end to this.. My day was very eventful. It was very exciting. And I am overall glad that I was able to go.



Even though I missed Josiah James :(

Do you?

I'm sitting on the couch of my livingroom watching Grey's Anatomy and I can't stop thinking about the one question that has been all over this episode.

"Do you believe in heaven?"

How can you believe in heaven when you can't see it? I have come to one conclusion: Faith. Faith is all that we have and it is all we need to actually have a life beyond the one we have now. But how do you believe that? How can you believe that there is a place after this world? And with that question there is only one answer. The word. Read it and you will see.

So to answer the question that has been all over this episode, I do believe in heaven and I am getting to the point where it is getting eaasier to realize it. It is getting even easier to believe it and talk to others about it. I want others to know that there is a God and that there is a heaven and a hell. I want people to know that you are able to choose which one you want to be in for eternity.

But how? How do you convince someone of that? And that is an answer that I do not have. Once I actually can convince someone (probably by accident) I will know. But that will probably take some time. I need to believe it for myself 100% before I can fully preach it. And for that, I will try my very hardest to believe what is right.

So, do you believe in heaven and hell?