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*~"First comes the downpour, an emotional uproar.. brought on by 'don't love you anymore,' followed by slammin' doors.. then old lonely moves in, and the hurt begins.. that's what it's like my friend.. if you let it come to a bitter end.."~* -DD

Okay.. in my compulsive TV watching.. I have come across a commercial that I really just don't like. In fact, it pisses me off. It's a commercial for Discover (I think.) It shows a father and a son in a pet shop standing in front of a buncha' cages filled with puppies. Of course, I'm not a big fan of pet shops.. but that's besides the point. So.. the son looks at this cute little beagle.. and tells his father that he wants "that one!" The price tag is $600 so his father directs the son's attention to this other cage. The tag says "hyena" and the price is marked down from $300 to $150 and finally, to $25. Enter the pet shop employee carrying a bowl of food. The father asks "What's with this guy?" to which the employee replies, "No one seems to want him." Sooo.. the dad turns to his son and says.. "Awww.. this guy needs a home." Enter this cute, scraggly little hyena-lookin'-pup. All's fine and good.. UNTIL.. the employee begins to place the food dish into the hyena's cage. All you see at this point is the bowl of food flying across the screen, and the pet shop employee being pulled into the hyena's cage by his arm. Cut to another shot of the cute little beagle in the $600 cage. The last part of the commercial is the part that really just grates on my nerves. The commentator of the commercial says "Sometimes you just know when to spend a little more." Now.. some people might think that this is FUNNY.. but it really pisses me off. Any opinions?30 Nov 00 0010 hours


*~"There's a moment lost in time when shes says 'hush, I'm on your side..'"~*

I don't really have too much to say. I talked to an assload of people on the phone last nite. First I called Christy just to let her know that I'm not too good to talk to her and Des now. She went to Tsunamis WITHOUT me.. dammit. We all went to Tsunamis on the first Friday that I was 21. I ended up giving my bra to the DJ. It was HELLA' fun. She still wants me to go to the Fantastic Sam's Xmas party even tho I don't work there anymore. I might go. So.. I talked to her for a while, and then I called Steph. We talked about stupid stuff like me and Steph always talk about. Then, I was off the phone for like, 10 minutes.. and Rob called me. ROB. I was astonished.. lol. We figured out that we haven't really TALKED in like, 2 years. Do you realize how much happens in 2 years of a life? So.. our 1/2 hour of conversation didn't really make a dent in everything we need to catch up on. In the end.. he promised to call me today before 7. At 7, I'm going out to dinner with my friend, Rocky. (Rocky's a Drill Instuctor!) So.. we'll see if Rob calls. Maybe THIS time.. he'll stick around. >shrug< Anyway.. that was my nite of phone calls. To be continued.. or something.28 Nov 00 1100 hours


*~"And as strange as it may seem, I've got a pocket full of dreams.. you've got happiness for sale across the room but I want more.."~*

Woah. I am TOTALLY bad at writing. I can blame it on not finding time.. but there are a million little parts of my day where I can sit and type for 5 minutes. >shrug< Anyway. I pissed off some lady at Fantastic Sam's and she complained.. so I no longer work there. I am really NOT upset about this. I now work at Styles For Less and Robinson's May in the MALL! I'm gonna' be hangin' in the mall all the time. I could think of worse things. Now let's review the movies I've seen recently. The Grinch: REALLY cute. If you have kids/younger siblings/kiddos of ANY sort.. take them. I took my bro and sis. Next, Bounce: 2 words - BEN AFFLECK. He is one of the most GORGEOUS men walking this earth. If my plans to marry Garth fall thru, he will be my husband. The plot of the movie was also really good. I would see it again.. (and again!) Unbreakable: I just saw this tonite. M. Night Shyamalin has a STRAAAANGE mind. The movie itself was pretty good. The plot was WEIRD. If you see it, you'll probably walk out not knowing WHAT to think. I would go see Bounce and The Grinch first.. ;) This page should be called Chelle's movie reviews. Pearl Harbor comes out in a few months. That is gonna' be AMAZING. Not to mention Ben Affleck is in it. Ben AND Cuba Gooding! Speaking of Cuba.. before you see ANY of the afformentioned movies, see MEN OF HONOR. That is one of the BEST movies I've seen in a long time. Enough about movies. I'm finally hanging out with Steph again. I guess I really missed hangin' with her. We went to Aztec to hang with Felix, my DJ friend, this Friday. We always have SO much fun there. I almost forgot how much fun I have with Steph. It's funny how you have so many different kinds of fun with different friends. So, Steph and I went to breakfast this morning.. and we're actually gonna' go to the Eclub on Friday. I miss the Eclub. I miss my Marines. So, on a closing note.. I hope everyone finds something to be thankful for. I won't bore you with all of my gratitude. So.. before you pig out, take ONE moment and say thanks.. :) Happy Turkey day.22 Nov 00 1847 hours


*~"Lookin' back on the things I've done.. I was TRYING to be someone.."~* -BSB

In response to one of Sara's latest entries, I'd like to add a story of my own. In my sophmore year I was in Mr. Morris's honors english class. Mr. Morris was one of those teachers that few people liked. It wasn't that he was MEAN.. he was just.. tough. I admired him, and I enjoyed every one of his classes. He made us keep a journal which we had to write in first thing every morning. It was his favorite part of class. He didn't mind if someone would forget a comma in a sentence or if someone would occasionally drift off while reading The Iliad, but the journal writing was mandatory. Sometimes he would give us a topic to write about and sometimes he would tell us to write about whatever was on our minds. He told us that at the end of the year he loved to read thru our journals and get a little glimpse into who WE were. Everyone who put forth effort got an A. Most people in his class talked shit about him. I think it was because he challanged people. Anyway.. midway thru the year, we all sat in english and listened to Mr. Morris tell us he had cancer. (right now I forget what kinda' cancer it was) He said that he was in remission for a long time.. and now it was returning. He would be leaving for the rest of the year to spend time with his family while he went thru Chemo again. We got a substitute the next day. Now - I didn't LOVE Mr. Morris. I didn't particularly love his class, and he wasn't my favorite teacher... but his leaving made me sad. And what PISSED me off, and STILL pisses me off is that 90% of my classmates were HAPPY when he left. They were happy b/c the sub that we had didn't give a shit what we did. She didn't make us read, she gave us the answers to the final.. and she didn't make us write in our journals. Most of them would walk around and make comments about how glad they were that Mr. Morris was gone. It makes me sad that people can be so absolutely ignorant. I finished my journal that year. I wrote in it every day. At the end of the year, I tried to track Mr. Morris down. I wanted him to read my journal.. to learn more about who *I* was. I ended up dropping my journal off with my guidance counseler who promised to get it to Mr. Morris. Today, I'm not sure what happened to him. I never went up to him and told him that I enjoyed his class.. I never wished him luck, or thanked him, or told him that his class made an impact on me. I pretty much never saw him after he left that day. I think about him sometimes. I hope he's okay.. and I hope he read my journal. Maybe he knows just a little bit more about me.06 Nov 00 2228 hours


*~"You're a God and I'm not and I just thought I'd let you go.."~* -VH

I watched a movie the other day where Ben Stiller told Jenna Elffman.. "God was showing off when he made you." I really wish someone would say that to me. So, The Legend of Bagger Vance is REALLY good. Will Smith is awesome.. and it goes without saying, so is Matt Damon. It's all about golf.. but it's also about so much more. It's about Matt Damon "losing his swing" and Will Smith helping him find it. In the end, he finally finds his swing by remembering the past he's been running from, (which happens to be the fact that his entire company got blown away in war)confronting it, and OVERCOMING it. Matt Damon's character lost not only his GOLF swing, but his swing in life. I think everyone at one time has "lost their swing." And everyone needs someone to help them find it. Confronting past demons should NEVER be done alone. Will Smith helped Matt "find his swing." Who will be there when you lose yours?03 Nov 00 2135 hours


*~"So close no matter how far, couldn't be much more from the heart.. forever trust in who we are.. and nothing else matters.."~* -Metallica

Okay, so a whole week without internet access really sucks. I just thought I'd share that with everyone. Now I can tell you all about my weekend in Newport. Yay! First of all.. Newport Beach/Irvine is where every one of you wants to live whether you know it now or not. That place rocks. The houses are bigger than Texas and the people have more money than God. James and I always have such a blast. I almost forgot how much fun I have with him. He's my bro, totally. Anyway.. totally nothing much more to write. Oh, Steve emailed me outta' the clear blue sky. Neat, huh? I wonder what he feels like when we talk.. >shrug< I guess in the longrun, I hurt him pretty bad. Most days I regret that. Like, I don't regret my DECISION to end things.. but I DO regret how much my decision probably effected him. The day that he came home from West Pac and stood in my room for the first time in 6 months was my saddest day. I probably have no right to say that at all.. seeing as how that day was what it was essentially b/c of me. There was just so much confusion, and tension, and all around SADNESS in between us that day. I still don't know how I got thru it. It had to be hell on Steve. Overall, I'm glad that we still talk. But I think if I was to see him face to face again, I wouldn't know what to say..2 Nov 00 1845 hours