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POST WARS!

cutieboi19 — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 15:07:45 GMT

So Jess and I totally had this contest to see who could put the most posts up in one hour and i BELIEVE it was like 77 to 103. something like that :) It was alot of fun haha and i hope we do another one soon, hopefully more people will join in. She made the sign all by herself i had no influence on what she said. *ahem* :)

Get Fit!

cutieboi19 — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 05:27:54 GMT

I have decided to start running a few miles every day in preparation for the Marine Corps. I ran two miles today after I woke up and felt amazing. Time to cut down on the Nachos and ice cream and start eating healthy as well.

In other News, Jessica, our beloved site administrator, need all of our help in order to keep this site up and running. If all of us could post 2-3 blog posts per day, even that would help a little bit. So try to take aside just a few minutes a couple times a day and write about whats on your mind. Jessica has gone out of her way to help us, and has always been kind. I think it’s time we returned the favor.

Police for a Day

cutieboi19 — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 01:43:04 GMT

So yesterday I was able to go on a Ride along with my good friend Officer Tyler Bailey. For those of you who don’t know, a ride along is where I get to go with him on patrol for the day and help out with things such as running license plates, searching cars, and making arrests.

The day was slow for the most part, but we did have a lot of fun. We got called to a few different calls. On one call, there was a group of people selling products out of their trunk in a parking lot. One of the people had a warrant for her arrest so we took her in. On another call a man had tried kidnapping his daughter and moving to Cali with her. The man beat his ex-wife and fled the scene. We were unable to find him. We did take pictures of the scene of the crime and get witness statements from the family.

We also had a 15 year old girl who had overdosed on Lora tabs and Xanax and her friend was crying :/

Everything else was minor such as pulling over people for traffic violations. To be honest we just look for what looks like douchebags cars, run the plates, and find a reason to pull them over, which is very easy. Windows tinted to dark, something hanging from the mirror…there’s pretty much always a way. One guy had a Dubbed out Escalade with spinners and red rims. Bailey flipped his car around hella fast and i ran his plate. Turns out he is a huge drug dealer. After searching him and his vehicle everything came out clean. he had his family with him and claimed that he was walking the straight and narrow. Good for him.

I had a great time yesterday and would recommend that anybody who wants to have a good time should talk to their local police station and ask about going on a ride along as well. =]

My Life Be like…

cutieboi19 — Thu, 25 Feb 2010 05:06:00 GMT

My life has been full of challenges. Perhaps the greatest challenge of all was living in The System. For some, The System can be a safe haven from the horrific experiences of their past, but for me, growing up in The System was a fight for survival.

I was placed into Foster Care at the age of six. My mother always seemed to end up with abusive boyfriends, and was always afraid to leave or report them. As a result, the State stepped in and took my three sisters and I away. As if it weren't bad enough separating us from our mother who we loved very much, they then separated us from each other. My sisters were placed with their step-father, and I was placed with a random family who I knew nothing about.

I never did well with these new families. None could compare to the woman who had raised me. I viewed each new family as a threat, trying to take the place of my mother. I found ways to get myself kicked out of each home, always hoping I would be reunited with her. I moved from home to home, until a few years later, at the age of eleven, I was placed into Waverly's Home for Boys.

Waverly's was very different from anywhere I had lived before. It had about sixty boys around my age who were there for various behavioral reasons. Every day was planned on a schedule and the lifestyle was very structured, yet that didn't bother me. For the first time ever I had real friends. In the past I had moved so much that making friends was nearly impossible, and I had known that they would not last anyway. The friends I made at Waverly became my brothers, and the staff became my friends. Waverly had a lot to offer us young children. The staff took us on field trips and to parks. For some of us, Waverly provided the first opportunity in our lives to be kids. Eventually, the Staff decided that there was no reason for me to be at Waverly, and requested on my behalf that I be placed with a family.

The cycle started over then; move into a house, get kicked out, get moved into a different house. Starting High School was very difficult for me because of the moving. I missed a lot of school and didn't learn as much because I came in to new schools late. I also found that because of so many transfers and not being in classes long enough, I didn't receive credits for a lot of my classes. During my Junior year, my Caseworker from The System offered me a way to make up a lot of those credits: The National Guard Youth Challenge Program, or OYCP.

OYCP was one of the hardest things I have ever done. It was a military-based school which was run by current or ex-military Cadre. We were taught discipline and integrity, teamwork and respect. We worked together as one unit. Each week dragged by for a year, and each day was a struggle to maintain sanity. We became physically and mentally tough: we became new people. At the end of the twenty-two weeks, I was no longer that scared boy that I grew up as. I embraced my fears and came head to head with my problems. I was motivated to make something of my life and prove that I could be better than how I was raised. I left OYCP knowing what I wanted to do in life; who I wanted to be: a Marine.

The first step I took toward my goal was moving to Las Vegas with my uncle. He offered to let me live with him and his family until I could join the Marine Corps. Shortly after moving I took and passed my G.E.D test and enrolled in college, deciding to major in Criminal Justice. I began researching different jobs in the Marines that would suit me. I was ready to be a Marine.

When I look back at my life and see the challenges I have overcome in order to be where I am today, I realize that the we are not results of our past. We are who we choose to be. Everything that happens in your life does, however, influence who you decide to be. The hardships I have faced in my life motivate me to strive to be better, and I know that I can be. The fact that I was able to survive The System and become a better person at the end of it shows me that no matter what new challenges I am faced with in the future, I will be able to overcome them

Happy Birthday Jessica!

cutieboi19 — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 06:28:11 GMT

Just wanted to say Happy Birthday to Jessica :) Ever since I met her she has been nothing but a great friend. She is open, caring, sweet, pretty, and sexy.

Thankyou for being my friend. Thank you for being caring and understanding. Thank you for letting me blog on your site, and for working so hard to the site. You are a very special woman and I am very glad I met you =]

I hope you have a great birthday Jess =]

My Poetry

cutieboi19 — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 02:42:06 GMT

*Starlight*
I ponder as I stare at the sparkling sky.
I wonder why we ar born, and why we must die.
Constellations wink in the heavens, attempting to answer,
Orion blinks, followed by Cancer.
How Brightly they shine, in the midst of the night,
Fending off darkness, and giving us light.
They reveal to us paths, that are otherwise hidden,
They serve as reminders, to do as we're bidden.
As I stare at the sky, so far from my bed,
Suddenly thoughts flow into my head.
Though all through my life, and too, when I'm old,
The answers to my quetions may never be clear,
The ethereal lights of glittering gold,
Remind me that somehow, somewhere glory is near.
*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******----
If Love Was Money:
If love was money, I'd be poor, for without you I am naught.
For my heart is a piggy bank, your figure is the slot.
If love was candy, I'd be bitter, for you're the only sweet,
That I would ever want to have to keep me on my feet.
If love was breath, I'd suffocate, for you're the only air,
That I would ever want to breathe and never have to share.
If love was dancing, I could not, for partnerless am I,
But I would love to dance with you if you would let me try.
If love was money, you'd be rich, for all of mine hath you,
And I can only hope that one day you'll say "I love you".
*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******----
Only One:
You only get one life to live, so live it with your all,
And know that I will pick you up if ever you should fall.
You only get one heart to keep, so keep it guarded well,
Until the right one comes along to make your soft heart sail.
You only get one tongue to speak, so make sure tha you do,
but only speak the kindest things, and keep your words to few.
You only get one death to die, so make sure you are set,
For once you die, another chance, is what you will not get.
*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-----

Life is Life:
Lie is life, it always changes,
Friends and places, it rearranges.
Life is life, it goes by fast,
Soon the future becomes the past.
Life is life, I know it's hard,
Sometimes it throws a wild card.
Yes life is life, but also love,
So seek some guidance form above,
To carry on through all your strife,
Because life is love, and love is life.
*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-----
The Flag:
The flag waves gently in the air,
And those who see it stop to stare.
Red white and blue, with fifty stars,
Representing that country which is ours,
Boasting battles fought and won,
Symbolizing freedom for everyone.
Some who saw it started to cry,
Remembering family who had died,
Fighting to keep their country safe,
And praying to God with all their faith,
That the flag of their country would never fall,
And that there would be happiness and glory for all.
*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-*******-----

What if?--
What if love was far away, and not right there, just as they say,
But what if love, to your dismay, could not be found just any way.
And what if love, was something more, than fate, then something to abhor,
so what if love, which you adore, could thus be found, bound nevermore?

Still sick might have strept?

cutieboi19 — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 01:51:27 GMT

I have a white bump on the back of my throat :[[ hope its not strept but i have to go see a doctor now. Why do i have to be sick I hate it >=[ At least I get to sleep a ton lol.

On top of being sick, I have missed a week of school and have a shitload of papers due. fml. Anybody want to write a process paper for me?? lol.

I’m sickkkk :(

cutieboi19 — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 23:30:16 GMT

I woke up today and felt like shit. My throat is all messed up and i had a major headache..decided not to go to school.

It’s time to get some cough drops, chicken noodle soup, and sprite. Any lovely young ladies wanna come take care of me?? =]

Vacation!!

cutieboi19 — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 06:54:00 GMT

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I got back from vacation in Arizona this morning at around 2am. I had a great time at the Estrella War. Heavy armor fighting during the day, partying at night. I’m definitely excited for the upcoming war in May. As soon as I get settled back I will put up pictures and videos of some of the events for all of you.

The Estrella war is basically a medieval reenactment. I wore period garb, clothing they had in medieval ages. They even had a Ball which I danced at. But the best parts were the fighting and the partying. Literally thousands of people come fight, all dressed up in actual heavy armor like knights used to wear. The people in charge set up different scenarios, split us into two sides, and we beat the shit out of each other lol. After the fighting we shower, maybe take a nap, and when the sun sets we light campfires, bring out the booze, drums, and belly dancers. What more could you ask for on a vacation?

I tried posting a video here but it isn’t going through. I’ll try to get it fixed.