2005-07-15 - 6:17 p.m.
Damn it is humid at hot, humid ass hell.
Having a pool doesn't mean shit if your not in it.
The night my nude photo email arrived i was a little worry but now 2 days later its nothing but a memory.
Somewhat the same thing happened yesterday.
I was gonna go to the beach but as i neared the park i felt this embarrassing feeling come over me, i didn't want to bump into the Cali or Lornes Crew and i feel uneasy about it. But i fought that urge and went into the park the same way i did that day which was the fastest way to the beach.
I hate when those kind of feelings try to run my life. I ain't gonna let it have its way, i am gonna fight back such feelings. I didn't feel guilty, or embarrassed, so why did that feeling come over me. Fuck the Cali crew and Lornes and her crew. What they think, do or say donen't mean shit to me. i don't owe either one of them shit.
Anyway i was bother for nothing because there wasn't many people on the beach at all.
What i did see what this fine ass Korean/black looking girl, with 2 blondies.
She could have been half something else, but whatever it mixed damn good.
I past by her laying on her towel with her head up and said hello, as i past by but she nor her friends said anything. I heard a low giggle.
Now diaryboy, you know i never said i was a 10 in looks, but im not below a 7, so i don't expect every girl to say hello and i can live with being ignored, but i hated the feeling i got hearing them giggling at me..
After walking down the beach and not seeing anyone i knew and avoiding the lifeguards at their chairs because except for mouse i didn't give a shit about.
I decided to ride to the basketball court to see if anyone was there.
As i was pasting back up the beach i saw those giggling bitches at the edge of the water about 20 yards from their towels, and at that evil gave me this urge to do EVIL.
It is written; woe to them who call evil good, and good evil. Or visa versa.
So im not gonna say it was a good ideal but i convinced myself that they deserved it.
The pretty half and half girl had been laying next to this pocketbook type bag, when she didn't say shit to me.
I looked their way and they didn't seem to notice me nearing their shit. I felt like i was invisable, and they probably unconceincely thought that i wasn't worth being seen by them.
I looked around and saw no cars, or people coming up the street to see what i was gonna do or to stop me, so i made my move, i turned sharply to their towel and picked up the bag
and pulled my bike up toward the street.
When i hopped on it i looked at them almost expecting them to have noticed my move and yell at me, but they were just standing there talking to each other.
I rode away slowly and went about 1/2 mile and looked back and saw them still near the water, i stopped to and made like i was looking elsewhere and after 10 minutes of them still at the waters edge i left the beach.
WOWIE
I rode to the basket ball courts where no one was playing ball no doubt because it was hot and humid as hell, i went to a bench in the shade and looked into half and halfs pocketbook bag.
When i saw this fat wallet i knew i hit paydirt.
It had $22, and some change, her drivers license, and a check from this clothing store in the mall with her name on it. It was for $201.00
Her name is Nancy H, she's turned 18 on June 10th.
She had several pictures, one im sure of her and her parents, sister and herself.
What to do diaryboy? I could just throw the shit into the garbage and forget about it, or i could play the hero and tell her i found it in the garbage. She had a small phone book. and on the owers page her has her name, address, phone number and her email address.
What to do?
Gotta go, moms and i are eating out at Outback Jacks at 7pm.
DINOBOY
