damn piece of shit mother fucker bouncers at the boogie are asses. they think working at an 18 year old club is like a battlefield and gear up for a major war every night. this 30 year old ex soldier guy is one of the head bouncer and he sprayed my girl friend with pepper spray just because she wouldnt stop cussing. she didnt even try to harm anyone. she was crying. its like punching a girl which a guy would never do. and she is only 17 years old. every night i secretly let her in through my door and get love from her. now im pissed off because ill never get to say i slept with a minor. fuckres

its 7 weeks before the comp and after tanning today, i saw veins on my chest, quads, and calves. thats a good sign. i smelled like caramel after putting on a lotion called caramel spice and i was so hungry wanted to eat myself.

there will be many other posts like this of me telling you stories of our motorcycle adventures. last sunday our ride day, ellis, akash, nacho, his gf, savuth, and me went riding down to huntington beach. we took local streets there and there were so many other riders on beach blvd. everyone is friendly and greet you even when passing you by on the other side of the street. people in cars stare at a pack of riders and gives us thumbs up and take pictures. its weird. there were many people on main street in huntington that mothers day. we stopped and parked our bikes and just checked out all the skimpy surfer chiks. when it was time to go, i decided to try out riding the freeway. i had to do it someday. it turned out not scary at all, but one thing i had in back of my mind was the nail in my rear tire. riding on the street with the nail is completey different from riding 80mph on the freeway. use your imagination.