can’t you see how this love affair would be good for you and me?

Well well well. It's been quite a while hasn't it. I'm getting old, so I'll probably be missing out on some details, but we'll make do.

Tuesday: I don't remember anything except we practiced some basketball. Afterwards I went home and watched O.C. and got totally hooked on Mischa Barton. You all know her from Lost and Delirious (yeah I made you guys sit through it, hahaha). The show looks promising.

Wednesday: A whole bunch of us went to Great America. Like, five cars worth of people, haha. Great time. I guess since the group was so big, we basically got split up into two. Our group ate lunch in the food court. It took some people forever to decide what to pick. I got myself a free soda, hehe. The chili-cheese dog I had was actually pretty good, albeit a tad warm.

     eric: you should make it a goal to get girlfriend next year.
     me: no way.
     eric: then you should try to meet as many girls as possible.
     me: why? so i can have some little sisters to look over?
     Oh. Who goes into the school year with a goal like that? Please.

Rides I went on included The Demon, Revolution, and Centrifuge (sp?). Of course we went on Top Gun. The wait was only like 15 minutes. Also, of course we went on Stealth. The line was like an hour long, but as tradition would dictate, there were some lookers in line, so it wasn't bad at all. However, there just aren't a lot of female peers that go to G.A. Most are in the underclassman range. Who cares, though. As they say, if there's grass on the field play ball. Err, did I just say that out loud?

Another tradition is shooting basketballs. Boy was it an ugly day for us, haha. Three donuts. Tom went 0-7, Gerald went 0-5, and Chester went 0-12. Oh my gosh that's so ugly. Close the door because a breeze was blowing. I didn't do that well with my 1-7 either, but I got a cool tiger. I haven't seen that many bricks in such short of time since prom season 2002. The day wasn't lost though, Eric went 3-5 and Kevin went 2-5. Punk Kevin loaded up on some more UCLA gear (another bball and an awesome bear in a bball jersey sportin a baseball cap) so, according to him, he'll be able to decorate his dorm room next year with school gear. GG foo.

While in line for Stealth a few things were decided on girls. Baggy jeans aren't cool. Khaki cargos are awesome. Wearing two tanks/camisoles sucks because as Buth put it, "there's too much clothes to take off." Being a little heavy on makeup around the eyes is okay. Having hairy arms, (uncommon, in my opinion), is unacceptable. Some prefer sandals, some prefer sandals "if they have nice feet", and I prefer heels. Does wonders for a woman's posture and figure appearance.

After the park closed we all packed into an already busy In-N-Out to eat dinner. We were able to obtain a (new) male employee's hat, and we all signed it for Chester, for his birthday. Then later on the guy behind the counter announced the birthday over the P.A., and the whole restaurant sang happy birthday to Chester. As Gerald said to Chester "you're as red as Kevin's shirt." Haha. Happy b-day, foo.

Fortunately, there were no acts of violence the whole day. Remember though mang (you know who you are), we got your back.

Thursday: Most of the day I was out running errands. Chester and I went to Costco mainly to pick up our rafting and his personal pictures. Since my mom found out I where I was going, she asked me to buy some stuff for the house, so I did. Chester and I argued if one of the cashier's was hot or not. I liked her cuz she was like 5'8". He didn't dig the slouched posture. On second thought, I don't either. We then went to PW to pick up some more ice cream, hehe.

Around 6:00 or some of us went to play some bball at the rec. We first started off playing 3v3 within the group, and after that series was over and we had a break, a foursome came over to our side and asked us to play them. At first I was a little worried because I had been looking down their court when they were shooting around, and it looked like they knew what they were doing. Turns out I overestimated them. These guys turned out to be some posers. Not only were they fake, there were some cocky mofos too. One guy on their team kept his shooting hand up above his head like it was an important shot on every shot. He put up mostly bricks. The guy I was guarding tried some fancy crossovers and jukes, but he ended up making one shot all game. Then there's the guy who whined and complained about every small contact that occured. It's one thing to call weak fouls, but it's another to get touched and make that noise that little boys make when they're not getting what they want. Jeezus. Just call your foul and get on with it. No need for a "man" or "watch it" type deal. Boy these guys were something. No look passes, alley-oops, fancy ball handling. We picked their handles like we were bullies and packed their shots like it was Christmas time. In the end, Eric, Will, Chester and I came out on top. Now get back to the fundamentals, do shut up, and get off the court. Posers.

Afterwards we again went to Will's house (haha) for some movies. Second movie we saw was The Hunted. It wasn't that good, but the fighting scenes were alright. First movie we saw was Agent Cody Banks, heh. Now I can't stand Frankie Muniz, but the movie did look like fun, and it was. Two big yays: Angie Harmon and Hilary Duff. One's a current hottie and the other has great potential but aint lookin so bad right now. I hope there's a sequel to The Lizzle McGuire Movie, heh.

Friday: Nothing except washed the car in the late afternoon. Played some Diablo II at night, haha. I also lost my cell phone antenna. Jerry you moron.

Oh and I've heard some interesting news in regards to the basketball tournament next weekend. I'm just going to train and practice that much harder now.