If you're gonna eat at a restaurant that's better than McDonalds, make sure you have enough money to TIP. Seven, little, annoying teeny-boppers left me $1.30 on a $50.00 bill. To add insult to injury, each one wanted a separate check. It's good to know that Holy Family is teaching their students good quality math. Let me reiterate: a run-of-the-fucking-mill tip is 15%. Do the math kiddies.

Stumped on what to get me for my birthday? Here's a little hint on the side for you...

Once again, the Royal Crew manages to conquer something. First, the Grand Cottilion waltz and the SUPER DUPER Janet Jackson Modern Dance, now we conquered CINGULAR. Not only are we connected by friendship, but now we are all linked together by our Nokia 3390's. What's next guys?

Jeremy invited the RC to his house for some poolside fun last Wednesday. It wasn't your typical RC gathering, mind you. This shindig really unfolded into 3 different stages:
1. Pool Party
2. DDR Party
3. "Hey, it's 9:00, so let's use our unlimited nights & weekends" Party

That's right. The RC looked like a bunch of cellular whores (not that I'm speaking for everyone...just me in particular) abusing the phone. We milked that promo like NO TOMORROW. We even got creative and began to talk to each other across the pool via cell phone. Wednesday night was certainly one of those "remember when?" type events. ahhhh... ~*teardrop*~

I just finished my first week of the semester. I can actually smile and say that it went rather well. Although I don't have all of my books just yet, my Palm Vx kept me in check. Wow, I still get rubberneckers when I use that bad boy to type in my notes. It's not my fault that I don't write notes the OBSOLETE way. hahaha. Anyway, I want to aim high this semester. I want to be the guy that looks like such an overacheiver. I gotta the be the nerd in the class this time. I will make my peers ENVY ME! ~*ahem*~...I hope.

**Don't expect too much blogging since the semester has started. I'll try to keep blogging whenever time permits me to do so. I'm sure all 5 of my faithful visitors want to know what'll happen next in Mark's buhay, right?**

My final hours of summer are upon me. In about 10 hours, I'll be sitting in a desk taking notes. Well, now I have something to do until the next vacation starts. hahaha. Hey, that's life...campus...HERE I COME!

PDS still looms in daily life...in fact I'm a chat room with a couple of them now. *(Hey Leniben & Stephen!)* I've been in debut mode since April and it really gave me a purpose this summer. I've made so many friends and reinforced past ones. I'm confident to say that this whole summer was one big hit. I have no regrets. To all my friends, family and RC, thanks for all the laughs, tears, inside jokes, games, thoughts, reality checks, & memories. Summer of 2001 has now come to an end. God has certainly blessed me...

~*I'm sure everyone knows about the recent tragedy. I won't elaborate since I know that it lays heavy on many people's hearts. RIP Aaliyah...thanks for the music and memories you helped me attach to your art. Heaven has a new angel now.*~

I FINALLY GOT MY PHONE...that is all. Thank you...

If you notice on the left hand side, I added a little insight on my current "vitals". Typical, eh I know...but sometimes people mistake my humorous & sarcastic candor as angry blogging. People should know how I feel in a nutshell anyway.

I was about to get my new cell phone today, but as my luck would have it, my friend wasn't working. I promised her that I was going to purchase the phone from her so she would get commision. I guess I have to hold myself together until tomorrow morning. I'll make another attempt to connect with the cellular age. I want to be cool already! I'm such a loser...

I guess my day was uneventful other than the fact that Joel and Athena stop by for a little visit. Thanks guys. Well, I'm ready to see the Royal Crew tomorrow. I'm still suffering that PDS. God help me!

Good one Mark...I went to work and I wasn't even scheduled. In fact, I was scheduled in the morning shift and I didn't show up. I guess today was full of boners. Selle came home from her three day orientation today and we planned a few things. There wasn't too much of a turnout so I didn't really tell people there was a change of plans. It turns out that the people who couldn't take part in the earlier activities, tried to meet me at ISLANDS. It didn't occur to me that anyone else would try to meet us to go out with Selle. Since I didn't think that anyone was going to join us, they were left in the dark. Again...GOOD ONE MARK...I deserve the monkey award. I SUCK. Someone slap me...

This whole PDS thing gets really weird. A good friend reminded me that I have friends that care about me so much. A sudden scare brought us all together and I realized that we all stick together no matter what. I get misty-eyed at the thought of me being an important part of someone's life. I never thought that maybe I really do make a difference. I preach about that all the time, but sometimes I don't experience it in my own life. To the entire Royal Crew, thanks for everything...you all are the best and you better have read my previous entries about you guys. Oh and Vic...thanks for keeping everything cool you've done SOOO much for all of us and drove some of us around. I totally neglected to mention you in the whole thing. I'm sorry.

I hope I get the time to scan and post the pics for everyone to see. I'm excited to see them soon!

"In a world full of broken dreams,
where the truth is hard to find.
For every promise that is kept,
there are many left behind.
Though it seems that nobody cares,
it still matters what you do.
cuz there's a difference you can make,
but the choice is up to you...
Will you be the one,
to answer to His call?
and will you stand when those around you fall?
Will you be the one, to take His light into a darkened world?
Tell me, will you be the one?"

~SDYC theme song

I'm the biggest jerk in the world. I learned NOT assume things. I should've known better than to think that one of my best friends would lie to my face. I'm really sorry...you know who you are. Thanks for being so cool about it...

Dammit...I should be on life support! I'm suffering from a severe case of PDS. Right now, I am brimming with emotion. Selle's debut was a real bittersweet event. I LOVE YOU GUYS! DON'T EVER FORGET ME! I can't wait till Sunday. Um excuse me...~*teardrop*~ there's something in my eye...

It's amazing how this post-debut high feels. It's so confusing. A part of me is glad that all of the pressure is off and the whole event was a total success. I feel that I have made good friends and some freaking awesome memories. Everytime I get an email from one of the RC group, I feel so overwhelmed with emotion.

The Royal Court did an amazing job with the Grand Waltz and the Modern. Although Selle and I were straight bling-bling white, the attention will certainly on all of us. The ladies were graceful and the men were well presented. I can't be happier with the way the party went. We all had a good time and memories were made. I choose to disclose the events that occured that weekend. It's between me, Selle, the Royal Crew, and the CHICAGO peeps.

TO THE ROYAL CREW

Leniben: Thanks for choreographing the entire modern. Kuya loves you and thinks that you are SO talented!!! I'm so glad that you didn't move far, far away. Keep jazz dancing!

Jeremy: I am so glad we got to know each other a little better. I'm sorry we couldn't "PoP" at the party. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that you really inspired me at GOSPELITE. Thanks for the invitation...God Bless and stop tripping people at theaters!

Aiyah: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I feel so much closer to you after the debut. Thanks for keeping me in check when I wasn't coming in the beginning. Always remember, even though we don't talk much anymore, I love you everyday and you can count on me for anything...oh and sorry my parents had to take the big box.

Joel: Ninong hasn't had a much luck kickin it with you. Nonetheless, thanks for the Boba World treat. I appreciated that. Thanks for keepin me sane when I started to lose it before the party began. Be good, remember that I'm paying so stop killing me! haha. It's okay. Ninong still loves you. Oh...btw, let the rest of us choose the movie next time. =)

Jhen²: This was God's way of putting us back together. I haven't heard you call me kuya in a long time. I love you sooooo much. Take care, and never forger that even though I'm so busy, that doesn't mean that I don't remember you. God Bless...dingy.

Martin:BULLLLUULLALLALULALAALALAH!!!! hahaha I'm so glad that fate placed us together after volleyball. You're a true friend and you never hesitate to listen to me bitch about...~*ahem*~ anyway. We gotta keep up the CS!

Kat: Hey girly girl! I'm so glad that I met you. It was so dope to finally kick it with you when we saw Final Fantasy. I hope I give you your belt someday. =)

Stephen: Ay...you are one cool guy. It was dope working with you on the music. We should do that more often...Thanks for making me laugh online when I felt like shit. You always knew what to say to make me crack an online smile.

Iffer: I'm so glad that I got to know the OXY chick much better. I'm sorry I had to tell you what duck butter was. Hey...you learn something new everyday. hahaha anyway...Now I know why Selle loves you so much.

Jon: SUPER LIZARD! Dood...thanks for getting the whole step dance together. Please take care of Selle when she goes off to school. Take care and we gotta visit YOU one day. Stop shooting chickens!

Janey: Ay...raver...what can I say? hee/hee American Pie 2 was phat and it was cool throwing knives at CASA BIANCA...haha...Take care and let's go clubbing and or raving!!!

Marvin: First off, thanks for letting me vent to you when I got lost for 2 hours. I felt so much better after talking to you. I still owe you a long conversation. There are things that you really need to know. Thanks for keeping me in check before we got to the debut business. Thanks for all the words of encouragement. I really needed to hear them.

Jobie: Hey bobie buddie! You are one fun gal! Just be careful when you go to see a movie for a second time. hee hee j/m. Your energy inspires me so much and hanging at GOSPELITE. Stay cool and yelo my funny felo!

Cris: What's up tin man! The choir wasn't kidding when they said you had a voice. Anyway, I guess the positive part of getting lost for 2 hours was getting to know you better. Keep up the good work at choir and keep the others sane while you all sing.

Athena: EEEeeEEEEnNNnNGggGG...hee/hee You really know how to make me laugh. I was blessed to be able to spend so much time with you. I know that you'll never FCUK up in anything...I value your friendship so much! MONKEY!

Kenny: I never thought we'd be friends after St. Dom's. Thanks for the Life Plaza Boba...it was "gOOoOOooOoD" Stay genuine and never forget that the RC has your back! Take care black bobber headed ninja brother...BLACK NINJAS ROCK!

Selle: I can't thank you know enough for choosing me to be your escort. I tried my best to play that part to the best of my ability and I hope I helped fulfill a dream. I wouldn't trade anything in the world for all of the memories and laughs. Show UCLA what you're made of!

~*SPECIAL SHOUTS TO VINCE & LEONARD*~: It was a pleasure meeting you fellas and it was a blast getting to know the 2 of you. Thanks for the laughs! I'm sorry we got you addicted to CS and boba...you guys are officially one with our loop. COME BACK AGAIN SOON! Spread the knowledge you have learned here in LA to CHICAGO. It was fun while it lasted...down to the running in the airport. Take care and KEEP IN TOUCH!

RC Rocks! Good job everyone...let's stay in touch.

Ok...so I didn't make an entry for the past few days. EXCUSE ME FOR HAVING A LITTLE FUN...anyway, I'm home from the DEBUT, but I'm in a PC lab with some friends. AHHH...Post-Cotillion Syndrome...gotta love it, eh? I'll describe the night of enchantment and memories another time. Until then...

FLASHBANG!

It so much fun exchanging lingo with people from another area. In this case, we were out with Athena, Victor,Selle, & cousins again. I was out with them for about 20 hours. Anyway, the day was obviously long and tedious, but I'm not about to complain. It was interesting the way the two brothers (her couins), communicated from time to time. They had a sense of humor that we could get...but in some cases it took us a while. heh heh. I could blog about the phrases and colorful (at times falic) terms we used, but this entry would sound like a hardcore porno.

Moving on...

Eccentric Sounds know how to bump a party. Athena, Selle and I found out why their sounds were sooooo eccentric. These deejays are close friends of mine and it's obvious that they've improved over 3 years. Hey, if a deejay can make YMCA sound cool, he/she must be good.

We went bowling after and for the first, and probably last time, I got a TURKEY! That's right! X X X! I suck at bowling, so you can imagine that I busted a nut when I slammed the third strike. I'll prove it later. After bowling, we all ended up CS-ing again. WOW...we got the Chicago Bros hooked.

After this whole 20 hour fiasco, I got to thinking. Us Los Angeles people must take our resources for granted. We can go for boba at a moment's notice or play CS to sooth our insomnia. I'm not saying that Shy Town is bland, but it seems to me that we have all of these weird activities. Think about it for a sec. There are all of these places and food joints that we can take our out-of-towners. I LOVE SO CAL!

I was annoyed for a while today. I won't mention why, but why is it so hard to call a brotha up? ~*ahem*~ I digress...

Today, I was introduced to Selle's cousins from Chicago. It was nice to know that they didn't hide themselves from the public eye while we did our "stupid people act". I guess there's nothing that was really extraordinary that I could blog about...so good night.

Here's a thought when you can't understand yourself or your parents. Nice one, Selle.

I know that Disney employees are real congenial people...but GIMME A BREAK! This guy that Selle, Leni, & I ran into was a little too chipper. He was seriously nice, but he seemed like he was a bad late night infomercial. He was so smiley that it wasn't even funny, but eerily intimidating. We let the man speak his piece, but tried to look for a way to escape his field of vision. Nonetheless, we had fun browsing through the store wired with sugar.

~* 5 more days till the DEBUT!*~

Gash, it's hotter than greasy shit right now. I'm dressed as if I'm leaving. Where am I going? You tell me. Seriously, tell me. I have no where to go. I need to meet with Charles, but he's no where to be found. Selle isn't home yet so I guess I can't really leave. I still need my gray pants...heh/heh I guess I have a lot to do before I get back to blogging.

I always procrastinate. I oughta kick myself in the ass. CRAP...don't ask =(

"HERE'S A SPOON SO YOU CAN EAT MY ASS..."

Ahhhhh...American Pie 2 didn't dissapoint at all. I seriously needed a laugh. The sequel was just as good as the first, if not better. It wasn't just all about sex jokes and twisted drunk humor. After watching it, I missed my old buds I haven't seen in eons and all of the antics that went along with them. I picked up a deeper meaning. One would know when there is an unspeakable and unbreakable bond between friends. I'm forunate enough to know what these friendships feel like. If you're reading this...you all know who you are and I may not say this often enough but...thanks for everything.

~*ONE MORE WEEK TILL THE BIG DAY!*~

It has come to my attention that my blogs tend to be angry. I'm not going to apologize for that. I will apologize only if I have offended anyone with my blog. I may sound angry sometimes but I do not intend on offending anyone. With that said, I'll move on.

I'll admit, I'm a nerd...to a point. I mean, playing Counterstrike is nerdy enough, but it's much cooler having your mom drive you to the gaming room. Upon arriving to the palace of digital carnage, I spied two youngins being dropped off by their mom. The Royal Crew went at a bad time. The room was filled with pre-puberty rugrats. High pitched cus words filled the narrow room. Aren't these tikes so HARDCORE when they cus? I bet they still wet the bed. What are these guys trying to prove? Each one had an unrealistic screen names. Well, they even tried to be funny with names like "Liquor Shotz" or "Shitface Cockmaster" C'mon kiddies, you're 11, do you really think that you look cool with shit like that? I've never felt that cool in my life. j/m...

~*i bet i sound pretty pissy...i mean this one quite sarcastically. I found this whole CS experience quite humorous*~

Read my bro's entry at 8/11/01 @ 8 something or other... he is SOOO right about that crap. I hate it when people say conversate it's CONVERSE you freaking monkees...and NO it's not the brand name of a shoe. Sheesh...who taughted you how to spoken? Sorry...I'm very passionate about that. It's annoying though isn't it?

Don't ever lean back on a chair so far that it's on 2 legs. Being the burger whore that I am, I ended up eating at work before my shift started. As usual, there was employee conversations floating around the bar. One of my co-workers had a sudden fetish for leaning back in his chair while we all talked. Eventually, he had leaned back so far the hind legs gave way. He grabbed the wooden skirt of the bar counter to pull himself back up. The next thing I knew, I saw a size 10 skater shoe sweep over the bar and a plank of wood flipping toward the floor. He fell so hard that he pulled the damn thing off. Nice one...lucky for us it wasn't a customer's boner or I'd be working in retail....ick.

It bugs me when no one tells me that there's a family party. I'm family, aren't I? Knowing my mom's chain of thought, she figured that since I'm most likely working that night, there's no need to talk to me about it. Hmmm, I wonder why the clan's always looking for me while they celebrate. bleh...I know I'm going home to an foodless, empty house again. Ah well...Maligayang Bati, Tita...

A sudden evil surged through me. I'm not sure what it is, but my intuition is telling me that something is wrong or missing. I hope it's not that twin intuition again. The feeling is pretty much fading, but I've felt that way since I got home from work. I can't even put this emotion (if that's what it is) into words. It should pass soon but it was NOT a good feeling.

I realized how different I am from some of my co-workers.Before work, an orgy of employees exchanged daily gossip and I found myself out of the loop. In any work related situation, they would talk to me. I guess they just have their own exclusive things to converse about. No one really tells me about the outings that everyone else goes on anyway. I'm not really invited until the night of the event, but then I don't really go. If I do, then it's like I'm not even there.

I didn't sell many fountain drinks tonight. Why? Different friends from different places came near and far to have me serve them. It was refreshing to see some old friends and it made my shift a lot more pleasant. I'm not about to complain, like I said before friends are ALWAYS fatty tippers.

As I dig for some thoughts to blog, I'm listening to Craig David's latest CD. It's not too bad. Its tempo picks up my spirit and smooth sounds kick me back. Ah well...if nothing comes out then I'll just listen to it =)

Yay me...I finally got the time to finish my title...I wanted it to be more complicated than that...but my Photoshop is being dumb again. Stupid monkey...

Home sweet, Reality Check...I realized how pedestrian my life really was. As I watched my cousin's rental car pull away from ours I pondered how long it was going to take to see Jay, Joanne and Bea again. ~*Sigh*~ another 2 years perhaps? I hope not.

The past 4 days were jam packed with "remember when" type moments. There were many different slang and inside gags exchanged. Oh the memories....

Prior to our departure, Sim picked up our cousin, Jay from their hotel down near Palos Verdes. He wasn't able to arrive to our house until 12:30 that night so I ended up piling people into my car for a quick boba run. I told Jay that we were going for a boba run. "What's boba? Oh you mean 'Pearl Drink?'" I was baffled by his language. "Pearl Drink?" what a wiener name! Oh those wacky Bay Area people certainly have eccentric slang don't they? Anyway, we arrived a few minutes before the boba cafe closed. But on the the other hand, they don't really close until everyone leaves so Jimmy, the manager, was more than happy to serve us.

I was sure that we were NOT going to sleep that night. I mean, there was a lot of catching up to do. In fact we all stayed up until we had to leave for Catalina Island the next morning.

Day #1 (8/5/01):CATALINA "D"REAMIN'

After being sleepless in So Cal, we all hopped in the rental van and made our way to the Catalina Terminal. The caravan of vehicles got lost and we all ended up driving around in large, lop-sided circles. Actually, 4 large, lop-sided circles. Two Dads dueling over directions should NOT be a prerequisite to a vacation. After all of this frustration, my body double decided to lead the way and shut them up pretty good.

Teens = 1
Parents = 0

I don't get it! I've charmed the 6-looped Viper, defeated Goliath's death drop, and flew with Superman, and for some reason I can't handle a one hour boat ride to Avalon.Yep...mark your calandars boys and girls. On August 5th, Mark finds out that he can get REALLY seasick. Yay...another day to celebrate. As we progressed with the aquatic voyage, my inner ear was not being a very good passenger. Motion Sickness reared its ugly, vomit chucking head at me. The attendant on the boat suggested that I make my way to the back of the boat where there was some fresh air. It helped a little bit. Jay soon met me at the hot spot. It turns out that he wasn't able to get a grip either. We felt temporary relief as we layed our heads on the railing. Just as my inner ear was winning the battle, a little boy felt the need to regurgetate his previous meal. That was our cue to head for higher ground. So we moaned and groaned up to the top deck. The cold wind eased the nausea. After one whole grueling hour, we made it to the Avalon Terminal. I would've kissed the ground if the concrete weren't crusted with aged vomit.

I don't want to bore you with unecessary details so I'll get to the highlights of the trip. The glassbottom boat ride verified the fact that I'm a wiener at sea. I was okay for a while until the water wasn't so pleasant anymore. It's a good thing I didn't hurl because the other passengers would have been looking at more than just the fish and kelp below...At the end of our intinerary, the group wanted to walk around the island and explore. We stopped at one of the ends of the island. My parents wandered off to find a restroom. The rest of us sat on a cobblestone wall. As we chilled, I noticed a large flock of Gulls hovering above us. I looked at the unsightly white spots on the blacktop and realized I was in a bad area. I quickly ran for cover. Have you ever seen white rain? I have... ~*shudders*~

We ended our island expedition on the mini beach. I took a big whiff of the salty air and felt relaxed. I haven't been that care free for a while. The only fear I had was the boat ride back. While Jay, Si and I were skippin rocks, we ended up meeting some cute vacationers. Ay, Jay...what a pimp.

Jay's mom purchased some dramamine for the trip back so we "dropped D" an hour before departure. Ahhh...let me tell you that I felt buttloads better. I had made 3 friends that day: Tracy, Amy & DRAMAMINE...

Day #2 (8/6/01):7.......7........AW SHIT...A CHERRY!

We made our way to the Westin Horton Hotel in San Diego. To anyone who is familiar with DTLA, that's the Diego Version of the Westin Bonaventure Hotel and Shopping Mall. It was quite pampering. Damn, the doormen would open the door for you, the attendants even called me "sir" while I was in my PJ's. There were free copies of the Wall Street Journal fresh for the picking. The room was nice. Sweet down pillows and there was even a phone and a TV speaker in the bathroom. Ahhh...I felt at home...but it was a hell of a lot better than my own house! heh heh...

Our objective for the day was to visit VIEJAS. This was an indian reservation and a campground. Hell, the only reason we chose this destination was to go nuts in the outlet and gamble. Hey...it was legal since the minimum age to gamble there is 18. After a long day of shopping around, Sim and I bolted to the Casino. "Excuse me Mr. Slot Machine? Shake your hand, you say?! Why certainly!" I ended up losing $20 bucks but I guess that's the price I had to pay for an experience like that. I guess it's much more fun when you're forbidden to do such things.

My stomach was as empty as my wallet when we came back to the Horton. The dads went out in search of food for us. The 3 of us had a Sourdough Jack Meal. They had even given us an extra one. The dilemma here was that there was no tool to cut this sandwich into 3 equal parts. Jay ended up finding 2 sets of chopsticks. We used 3 as dividing lines and we used the 4th to perforate the burger with small holes. I guess hunger leads to strange solutions...Well, our idea worked and the burger was cut into 3 equal thirds. MacGyver...eat your heart out. We spent the rest of the night working on "Dirty Pop" and wasting away with a Dreamcast.

Day #3 (8/6/01): Shipwrecked With Funnel Cake

Ahhhhh...Sea World...the home of Shamu. I felt like I was 7 years old. I mean that in a good way. I was blown away by Cirque De La Mer! That show was KICK-ASS! They did stuff I didn't even know was humanly possible. I don't mean to kill it, but one audience member was acutally chosen to be a big part of the show. It's a jawdropping must-see!

Jared was right. You're never too old to be immature at a theme park. The 3 Monkees (Jay, Si & me) went on Shipwreck Rapids 19 times without any shame. There's one part of the ride where on-lookers can deposit a quarter and hose down the passing rafts. We begged every time we passed that area and I think that we were able to raise $15 bucks for Sea World. hahahaha...Needless to say...we were pretty wrinkled by the time we decided to stop.

We topped off the night with a big fat FUNNEL CAKE. Not just any funnel cake mind you. This was the MOTHER OF ALL FUNNEL CAKES. Each monkee had one funnel cake topped with fresh strawberries and a huge scoop of chocolate chip ice cream! More fat please!

THE END...

TOP 10 MOMENTS:
10. (name of color) ROCKET!
9. Droppin' D
8. MONKEE!
7. Playing slots @ Viejas
6. Riding Shipwreck Rapids 19 times in a row
5. Running through the "White Rain" in Avalon
4. Funnel cake topped with strawberries and Choco Chip ice cream
3. Cirque De La Mer
2. Cutting the Sourdough Jack using ONLY chopsticks
1. Finally being able to kick it with Jonathan, Joanne and Bea for 4 days

thanks for the memories guys...until next time...

FUCK! IT TOOK ME 2 HOURS TO WRITE MY BLOG ABOUT MY VACATION AND MY COMP DECIDES TO SUCK. THIS IS THE MOST SHIT-TASTIC COMPUTER EVER OWNED! WHEN THE FUCK AM I GETTING A NEW ONE? NOW I HAVE TO WRITE ALL THAT SHIT AGAIN. FUCK ME! Dammit...welcome home Mark >=(

Welcome back Ate Daph! Thanks for the postcard. I feel special.

Okay, Mark...go pack!

Well, I haven't been able to go sleepie-by just yet. Hey, do you really think that you'd sleep if you had a lot of catching up to do? Anyway, I got another sucker hooked to the blog scene. Check my cousin, Jay out. It's at it's humble beginnings but hey...we all gotta start somewhere. =)

I still haven't packed and I'm leaving in 3 hours! I suck...poo-poo on me.

I apologize to the entire crowd that actually reads my life. I've been deathly busy preparing for this family trip that I've been hoping for. Don't worry, you haven't been missing much anyway. Unless you'd like me to blab on and on about how I've been cleaning all around the house. I didn't think so...

I was able to attend GOSPELITE once again and I think that I needed that moment to bond with the Royal Crew and feel good about myself. It turns out that a friend of mine was just introduced to the community as the new Youth Pastor. amazingly enough, he's younger that I am. It's good to know that there are others that are commited nowadays.

Oh...another interesting tidbit: The infamous Miss Lee came into ISLANDS the other day. I pretended to not notice the succubus. Maybe I shouldn't slander her as much as I should. After all, she did give me a tip just for being in her field of vision. I guess, evil choir directors aren't as diabolical after one graduates. It's not like I'm under her iron baton anymore, right?

Well, to all my blogger buds, take care. I'm off to have some long overdue fun. Shamu...HERE I COME!

Oh...a thought just emerged. Leniben, Stephen & I ran into an interesting ice cream truck. Instead of playing a loud & soothing childhood melody, the truck was bumping some trance music. What the hell?! I know I wasn't fucked up. I was the one driving. What was this guy trying to pull? That was an interesting selling approach. I can hear the children now..."Hey I hear a bass beat! D.J. Good Humor is rollin' again! Candy walk as fast as you can!"

Crap...No thoughts again...I guess I'm just blocked. SORRY...I HATE TO DISSAPOINT.