It's official...I will no longer be watching Alias. Fuck you, Jennifer Garner. Thank you for ruining the show you selfish bitch!

I watched George Clooney on Primetime Live tonight. I love that man. He will be mine, oh yes, he will be mine.

I know you guys are probably sick of me talking about baseball, but oh my God!! Tonight was the single greatest night of my life! Let me start by saying that for the entire season the Giants have looked absolutely hopeless and they looked as if they were going to be in last place at one point in the season because they were so terrible, but now they are 3 games behind the division leading Padres with 6 games left to play.

The last game that I went to the Giants lost in the bottom of the ninth to our rival team, the Dodgers and let me tell you that it was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced in my life. Tonight was a different story. Tonight the Giants were trailing 2-1 until the 9th inning and there were 2 outs. We were one out away from kissing the season good bye, but then Randy Winn came up to bat and he hit a fly ball to centerfield and center fielder Brian Giles jumped up, slammed into the wall, but caught the ball and then dropped it. The crowd went nuts until they realize that he had dropped it and Jon and I were so confused and happy that all we could do was scream and hug each other because the game was now tied 2-2 and JT Snow was coming up to bat with a runner on 3rd. I thought I was goint to have a heart attack and die because if there were 2 outs and the man that I love more then anything was coming up to bat and I didn't want him to screw this up. Oh and I forgot to mention that we were facing one of the greatest closers of all time, Treavor Hoffman, the Padres pride and joy! At this point, I am seriously praying for a miracle and then next thing I know JT has hit a single towards right field to put us in the lead.

Oh no folks it's not over! So then in the bottom of the 9th Armando Benitez comes in and he has blown about a billion saves for us in the few games he's actually played this year and he finally wins a game for us, but not before JT fell into the stands and cut open his neck and dented a camera. It was the most insane game I have ever seen in my life and my life is a little bit more complete because of it. It would be one thing if we were the Yankees and came back in the bottom of the 9th all the time, but we're hte Giants and we don't come back from anything. It was the greatest game I have ever seen. I never thought I would see such an amazing game. Plus, I got to see Barry play for maybe the last time ever and to see greatness in front of you is a pretty amazing thing.

Also, the highlight of the night, besides the Giants winning was when I was standing in line for food and a guy asked me if I had any weed because apparently every single person from Northern California has weed on them at all times.

So here's some pictures from the game:


Barry Bonds- The Great

Randy Winn- The man of the night. 4-4, RBI, and 2 runs

Barry kneeling because he's old

JT hit a double to score a run in the 5th. JT went 2-4 with 2 RBIs

Jon and Me, experiencing the greatest night of our lives

GIANTS WIN! ONLY 3 BACK!!!

LOST...Oh....My....God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


P.S. Matthew Foxy = not so foxy w/ long hair

I am so excited about "Lost" that I don't think I can sleep. Not to mention that I watched "Fever Pitch" and while the Jimmy Fallon and Drew Barrymore part sucked my balls, the baseball part of it got me so excited I've been jumping around for about 20 mintues now. That movie must have pissed the shit out of Red Sox fans. If it had been about the Giants, I would have been pissed if Jimmy Fallon was representing us, but I am insane.

I know most of you that read this don't give a shit about the Giants or baseball for that matter, but I am so excited about how the Giants have been playing lately that I just have to write about it. You should have known what you were getting into when you started reading a blog with the url address "I heart JT Snow!" The Giants are only out 5 and there's like 12 some odd games left and the Padres have been HORRIBLE lately. For example, the Colorado Rockies currently have a .413 winning percentage and they beat the 1st place Padres 20-1 tonight!!! I am going to the Giants vs. Padres game on Monday night in San Diego and I CANNOT WAIT!!!!!!! Not to mention, BARRY'S BACK!!!!!!!!!!!! I have seen him hit two home runs since he's been back and it is a good good good feeling!!!! BASEBALL IS THE GREATEST GAME EVER CREATED!! If you don't believe me, I challenge you to go to a game with me and not have a good time and not like baseball! Just ask my sister!

I want to go to Boston so badly and I want to go to a game at Fenway. I think the moment I walked into Fenway and saw the field I would cry. I would have fully formed tears streaming down my face. I might have a panic attack because I will be so overwhelmed with baseball goodness. I get butterflies in my stomach everytime I'm about to walk into SBC(where the Giants play). No matter where I am, when I see that field my stomach flips. *sigh* baseball...

Also, the craziest storm ever happened last night. I was at work and there was all this lightning and half the street lights went out so I got home and it was still going all crazy and thundering so I went to bed and like an hour later I woke up to the loudest thunder on earth!! I have never heard thunder that loud before in my entire life. It scared the living shit out of me!!! I had three pillows over my head and it was still SO LOUD!! The whole time I was so paranoid my roommate was going to come into my room and scare the shit out of me and I would just scream for days. Check out the photos! I advise watching the video to see it in action. It's just funny because it rained for one night and it was kind of hard rain, but it was like every day rain in the winter for Northern California and chaos erupted in Southern California of course. Traffic was MISERABLE and the streets were semi-flooded. There is nothing scarier then being a Northern Californian driving in Southern California in the rain! You CANNOT believe the way people drive in the rain down here. It is scary and you see your life flash before your eyes every two seconds.

Okay, I am ending this hyper and nonsense post!

The on going saga of the Ex...

Wes and I have not had the easiest time with eachother over the past two years, to say the very least. There have been so many ups and downs and for the past 6 months or so I have just wanted to get off the damn rollercoaster. I actually hated him for the first time since 6th grade. Let's do a brief overview of mine and Wes's relationship.

6th grade: Wes and I meet. He's shy. I'm crazy.

7th grade: He's still shy. I'm still crazy.

8th grade: Young love starts to spark. Went to Orlando together. Held hands. Come back to California. Magic is gone.

9th grade: We're friends. He's ignored because I liked the senior guys.

10th grade: I have a small crush on him, but then I meet Shane.

11th grade: Still friends. He dates Teal. I date Joe. Teal cheats on him. Wes is angry and bitter. I start to like Wes.

Summer of 11th grade: Oh young love once again.

12th grade: I like Wes. He likes me. I am scared. Finally we make out. I freak out. I break up with him. I move.

Freshman Year of College: He writes. I write. We fight.

Sophomore Year of College. I miss him. I love him. We fight. We fight. We fight. My grandpa gets sick. My dad gets sick. Tell him I need him to be there for me. He makes me cry. I hate Wes.


So now we're back to the present. For the past 6 months I have honestly been so bitter towards, not just Wes, but men in general. I hated them. They all made me sick. I finally decided that there was nothing there for me with Wes so what's the point in talking to him and decided to never call him again. I have been good with that. But then I heard some news and then he moved down here to go to Northridge and then he messaged me and he's having a hard time and now I feel guilty. My guilt has been overwhelming me so much that I actually invited him to go see the Harry Potter movie with me in November. I wish I had no heart, but since I do, I am giving the boy one last chance. The boy just won't let me hate him, but I think this time will be different. My feelings have changed towards him and I think since that factor is gone, then the fighting factor will be eliminated as well. So here's to a fresh start with the ex, who hopefully will stop being referred to as the Ex and start being referred to as my friend.

Google fucking rocks. I am so proud that my brother works there!

Do this. It is hilarious.

Go to google.com
Type in the world failure
and Click the "I'm feeling lucky button"
The results are amazing. I will support Google until the very end.

"Lost" is officially the greatest show ever created. I am so scared now that I don't think I am going to be able to sleep and the show made me cry when the character I know for a fact lives, was supposedly dead. OH MY GOD! Not to mention, Matthew Fox(y) may have just surpassed Christian Bale on my hottness list!! September 21st cannot get here fast enough!!

So Friday night kicked my ass both mentally and physically. I wore heels the entire night and my feet hate me to this day. Rachel and I drove up to San Luis Obispo Friday afternoon and on the way we saw Kenbo who had actually gone to the game with us two nights before! It was strange and the look on his face when we pulled up next to him was classic. So we got there and got ready and then the crazy night of drinking began.


That is Mikey G. He is 6'5. He was a gentleman and squatted since he is almost a foot and a half taller than me. In 7th grade, Mike and I dated. I was his first kiss. I love the kid, but sadly enough I don't think I had seen that kid since graduation!

Here is the high school reunion picture. We are the RDG gang. Collin, Sean, me, Rachel, Mike, and Kenny.

Here is part of the reason why I love California. It is beautiful.

The Beach.

Right before we got to Santa Barbara.

Mike and Jenna

Me, Jenna and Rachel. Jenna and I are the small ones.

The drinking bagan!

Roomies! Rach and me.

Sean and me. Giants fans unite. Sean has been my bud since 4th grade.


So the night was really fun, the morning was another story. I was hungover and Rachel was puking. I have never seen someone puke so much in my entire life! We had to pull over three times on the drive home. OH IT WAS HORRIBLE! Also, I have never seen a more disgusting floor after a party until I saw Jenna's. I wish I had taken a before and after picture and I think about 20 shot glasses got broken. Last night I went to bed at 1145 and I didn't wake up until 12 this afternoon. It was well worth it though. Great party, Jenna!


I put the pictures from the baseball game in the "Baseball Goodness" page. So if you want to go check them out feel free to do so!

People! The boy thing is not very exciting at all. I don't even know his name. He was a Giants fan at the game last night and I had spotted him in the 2nd inning and so I kept staring at him(Anissa, you know what my staring is like) and we made eye contact a bunch. And of course he was a dirty rocker boy. I hate them! I drool over them every time!!! So him and his friend kept making their way over towards us and so then when the game got really exciting and the Giants came back we started talking and high fiving. So then his friend got kicked out for throwing a foul ball back onto the field so he came down and sat with Rachel and Kenny and me and we talked some more. That's it. He was just really really cute. It's just nice to know that I am no longer looking at every man and wanting him to die.

In other news, I got a job today. I start work on Monday. I'm working at another good ol tanning salon, but the lady seemed really cool and I got hired on the spot! I am definitely feeling better now that I have a job and I won't be having to call my parents for money all the time.

Tomorrow I'm heading off for San Luis Obispo so I'm sure I will have lots of pictures from the drunken rager when I get back. I'll post my baseball pics up then too.

Tonight's Giants game ripped out my soul. It was a good game. I had a great time, but I have now lost my soul. It has been taken from me and stomped on right in front of my face.
OH

My

God!


I don't know if I can see another baseball game for a long time after that. Also, when a 50 year old women are yelling at you to go home it makes me wonder "Do you see what you look like right now? Do you realize how old you are? I am 20 and I am not acting like you, my God woman." So glad I am not a Dodgers fan. Horrible people.


I met a cute boy though. *Sigh*

P.S. Pictures will be posted tomorrow. Also, I have a job interview tomorrow!

"I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something...That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for."

Let me just state that I have been drinking tonight...maybe a lot and I, also, may have watched a little too much "Lord of the Rings" over the past day and a half, but honestly that quote gave me hope for the next three and a half years and for the world in general. This quote gives me hope that the American people can really understand that we're headed in the wrong direction and we can come together and work towards making America better. Watching all these people on the news is just tearing my soul apart. I cannot understand how all this happened in America. I cannot understand how it took them so long to get things moving and organized when they knew people were dying. It takes 5 hours to fly from California to New York, how did it take them 3 days just to START arriving in New Orleans and 6 days to actually get the operation moving? It's disgusting and fucked up and just to think if people hadn't elected some white trash bigot from Texas we could have saved a lot more lives. People say that life isn't all about making money, but apparently it is because if you're poor and something like this happens you're the last one out. It's all so fucked up and I hate Bush. I saw people giving him hugs on the news. I would have kicked him and asked why the fuck wasn't he there 4 days earlier? "I'm sorry if you were on vacation for the 300th time this year, Mr. President, but we need you down here." I just hope there isn't a terrorist attack anytime soon or we're fucked.


I don't know what it is lately, but I have had the extreme desire to drink a lot. I think it's because I am need of numbing the pain from realizing my life has not changed in the least the past two years. I'm still single. I still have no idea what the fuck I want to do in life. I'm finally happy, for the most part, so that is a change and a good one at that.

The being single thing really doesn't bother me what does bother me is I cannot completely cut Wes out of my life. I want to delete him out of my phonebook and I want to delete him from my Myspace, but I know if I did that it would somehow lead to us getting in a big fight about it, when that really isn't what we're fighting about in the first place. It's all so ridiculous and it would all be so much easier if we didn't have the same friends. I would never have to worry about seeing him again and that would make my visits home a whole lot more fun. Everytime I see him it just reminds me of what he did to me when he knew I needed him most and it just makes me want to knee him in the balls and kick the crap out of him. I really do hate him and that's just depressing because he used to be my best friend.

And this whole being back at school this is just depressing me. It all just seems so pointless. I just feel like such a failure. Blah. I just can't even talk about school right now.

All this news is just depressing me. I refuse to watch the news tomorrow because I know that is why I am so down in the dumps. When I actually started watching the news in hopes of hearing about John and not just reading it was when I started getting sad and crying 20 times a day so that is going to stop tomorrow.

I'm going to end this blog on a positive note because I don't like all this negative talk coming from me. I just want to say that I have the greatest family in the world and I am so thankful to have them. Jen, even though you don't understand my sarcasm 90% of the time and we fight a lot because of it, I love you to death and you are an amazing sister and I look up to you a lot. Jeff, you're the greatest brother anyone could ask for and I miss you like crazy and I wish it were like the days when I was in 7th grade and you were a senior and we hung out all the time. Jen M, I can't wait for you to become my sister in a few months, you're one of the best people I know and sometimes I'm convinced you know me better then my best friend since 6th grade. Mom and Dad, even though you guys don't read this, I love you two more than anything and you've supported me in ways I could have never imagined. I am who I am today because of you guys and I cannot thank you enough.

Right now I just want to drop out of school and drive to New Orleans and do whatever I can to help. How is that America? It looks like a third world country and now I just heard that one of the buses taking people out of the city has flipped over. What more do those poor people have to go through? This is horrible. Things like this should not be happening in America. You can't control the weather, but you sure as hell can control the way your government reacts to a crisis.

I HATE CNN, but since I don't get the BBC channel at my house and there's no way in hell I will watch Fox News, I have to watch it. Today I found out that my friend that lives in New Orleans lost his house, but is okay so I turned on the news to see what was going on his city and Anderson Cooper was on. One of the reasons I hate CNN so much is because they have the worst and most soulless reporters on the planet, but this is not the case with Anderson Cooper. I have always respected Anderson, but today I discovered a new found respect for that man. This couple had lost their baby and during the show they found it and Anderson was interviewing them and he just cried along with them. How many reporters, let alone men, have you seen do something like that? Then there was this horrid Senator from Lousiana that he interviewed and she started thanking all the other politicians for their efforts and I have never seen such anger and passion from a reporter before and Anderson basically told the woman that she is full of shit.

I remember after September 11th when the Daily Show came back on for the first time and Jon Stewart gave the most moving and heartfelt speech I've ever seen and Anderson's show reminded me of that and all I could do was cry. Anderson Cooper will forever rock in my book.

Anyway, the past two days I have been freaking out because John lives in New Orleans and he sent out this message on Myspace saying that he wasn't going to evacuate his house because it is brick and it's up in the hills where the city has never flooded before. So no one had heard from him for the past two days and everyone was leaving him comments asking him if he is okay and what not. So my parents live across the street from his grandparents so I sent my mom over since I'm not in Redding to go see if they've heard from them and they had just heard that they were all okay today, but it is the most insane story ever!

So their house started flooding and it got up to about four feet and they decided that they had to get out of the house so they went in sat in the bed of John's truck and the water kept rising and rising and rising to the point where it was finally up to the truck's door handle. Finally a boat when by and it rescued them and when it left the house it went over the fence in the yard, that's how high the water was. So anyway the boat dropped them off somewhere and I think at that point they got a ride with this guy in a truck and they rode with him and then the truck ran out of gas so they had to get out and walk for like 15 or so miles and sometimes the land was dry and well sometimes it was flooded. Then they got another lift from this guy in a truck who took them to John's roommate's house. So now thank God they are safe and sound, but my God hearing that story reminded me of the movie "The Day After Tomorrow" which ,by the way, is the worst movie ever made. I feel so much better that my friend is okay, but it's horrible that he lost his house. It's so tragic watching the news and I beg of you, if you can afford it donate some money to the Red Cross because there are people out there that have lost their homes entirely and some have lost family members and it's the least you can do to send money their way to make their lives a little easier.