Gotta Be Somebody

So I heard on the radio this morning Nickelback's new sing "Gotta Be Somebody." They said as soon as they played it, it'd be available for download for free at 1043MYfm.com (click on Valentine link) for 24 hours (till tomorrow at 6:30 AM). After hearing it I jumped on the computer and downloaded it. It's great! Definitely relative to real life. I can't tell you how many times I've felt this way. I'd suggest listening to it. Here are the lyrics: So I heard on the radio this morning Nickelback's new sing "Gotta Be Somebody." They said as soon as they played it, it'd be available for download for free at 1043MYfm.com (click on Valentine link) for 24 hours (till tomorrow at 6:30 AM). After hearing it I jumped on the computer and downloaded it. It's great! Definitely relative to real life. I can't tell you how many times I've felt this way. I'd suggest listening to it. Here are the lyrics:

Gotta Be Somebody--Nickelback This time, I wonder what it feels like To find the one in this life,

the one we all dream of. But dreams just aren't enough

So I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling

The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene

Straight off the silver screen. So I'll be holding my breath, right up 'til the end

Until that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with

Cause nobody wants to be the last one there

Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares

Someone to love with my life in their hands

There's gotta be somebody for me like that

Cause nobody wants to do it all on their own

And everyone wants to know they're not alone

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere

There's gotta be somebody for me out there

Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight

And dammit this feels too right, it's just like deja vu

Me standing here with you. So I'll be holding my breath, could this be the end

Is it that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with

Cause nobody wants to be the last one there

Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares

Someone to love with my life in their hands

There's gotta be somebody for me like that

Cause nobody wants to do it on their own

And everyone wants to know they're not alone

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere

There's gotta be somebody for me out there

You can't give up, looking for a diamond in the rough

The wind shows up, make sure you're holding on

Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on

Cause nobody wants to be the last one there

And everyone wants to feel like someone cares

Someone to love with my life in their hands

There's gotta be somebody for me, oh

Nobody wants to do it all on their own

And everyone wants to know they're not alone

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere

There's gotta be somebody for me out there

Nobody wants to be the last one there

Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares

There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere

There's gotta be somebody for me out there

First Day...

...of school :( I remember the first day of school when I was in elementary school being such a big deal. We'd get out supply list of things we needed for class a few days in advance and then go shopping and get everything including the super expensive folders I never wanted to use because they were so pretty/cute. And the zip-up binder to put all my folders and paper in that was too big to fit in my backpack, but that the thing to have back then. The day before school started my sibling and I would dump everything we'd just bought all over the floor and divide it all up (like glue and pencils and crayons) and then we'd pack up our backpacks and be ready! I was usually nervous the first day because I was a very shy child and didn't like new things very much. My first day of kindergarten at Glen Avon Christian School was bad. Mom actually walked Rachel and I in and Rachel was off and not a problem. I, on the other hand, was awful. I didn't want to stay. I didn't know anybody. I had met my teacher once before but I still didn't know her. I remember I was wearing my puffy purple jacket and one of my white dresses (I think). I was a dress girl. My first pair of jeans came from Stephanie (Stevie) Ross when we were in second grade. She was my first friend at Glen Avon actually. My teacher, back to the first day of kindergarten, asked her to show me where to put my lunchbox. That started a friendship that still exists today. We talked on the phone like 2 days ago. After a few years of the whole school thing, the first day was exciting and I was glad to go back because the summer was boring and I was sick of my siblings. I wanted to see my friends again. By high school, I was back to my kindergarten ways. I didn't want to start again. The teachers were old and boring, my fellow students were immature, I felt like I didn't learn very much, and I just wanted to be out of school already. My first two years of college at Community Christian College were great. I was greatly looking forward to being educated there. Orientation before school started was pretty fun and I actually met quite a few people and made a great friend or two. It was a small school and all my classes pretty much had the same people in them and we all hung out before/after/during school. We'd get dinner on our long breaks (classes were 6-10 every night) or before class started and maybe we'd go over to Eric's after class and watch a movie. After some of our Saturday classes (8-12 am) we went to Robert's and went swimming. We were a tight group and I truly enjoyed those 2 years of learning. After getting my AA I decided to take a year out of school and simply work. This was also great! I had 2 or 3 jobs at a time and was really busy. But even then, I had plenty of time to hang out with my friends. My schedule was still really flexible and really carefree. Which is why going back to school last fall was dreadful. I could no longer work when I wanted to and take whatever days off I wanted to because I had the obligation of school 2 days a week and NEEDED to work the other 3 and weekends for a decent income. I still have these feelings. I don't like sitting in a boring class or doing nothing for a 2 hour break when I could be at work earning money. I hate being forced to take the day off even though I know it'll help me in the future. I'm not a person that looks too much into the future. I pay more attention to what's going on today! Yesterday I was asked to sub for someone today and I had to tell them no because I was starting school today. I HATE DOING THAT! If someone requests me to work for them, I like to be available to help them out. And this morning I was called and asked if I was available to work on a Tuesday a few weeks from now and had to say no because that's when I have classes. On top of that, she wanted to know if I could work for her for at least 2 weeks, if not more, in October. I told her I've worked a long term position before while in school and I've simply called in for a sub (a sub for a sub) 2 days a week. But that was a very kickback classroom and they really liked me and were fine with that. Most classrooms need more consistency than that though. I told her to talk to the teacher about that and if it's OK with her, we'd do that. Let's face it guys, I'm one of the best subs out there and they all like me. Ha Ha. They would rather have a good sub who's there every other day than a bad one who's there every day. Makes sense and it makes me money! Anyway, back to my first day of school crap. I like my first class. I've had this professor before and know how he works--easy peasy. Now I have a 2 hour break, which I was going to spend on my online class, but I just swapped that class for another one that's later today and I'm pretty sure requires less work and hours. I do think I'll like it better. Then I also have 2 other classes, one with a professor I don't know and one with one I do know who is kinda difficult, but then again, I know how he operates and I learned alot in the last class I took with him and I can use the same book! That reminds me, I should go order some of my books now. Blah! How do you feel about the first day of school?

Interested in...

...something that very much interesting to me right now and I'm going to try to find some stuff out.

4 years/5 months

September 21 is a bad day. Today marks Josh Gladura's 4 years and Brian Sander's 5 months of no longer being with us. I've been at Panera Bread for several hours now writing letters and invitations and stuff. I'm now listening to the message that was given at Brian's "home going." This guy is so good. I was in awe that day at how well he explained things. "I will have mercy on whomever I will. I will have compassion on whomever I will...Trust God one second at a time because a day at a time is too long in this particular crisis...Forgive the person who committed suicide for what he did. Forgive him for what he did. Make 4 resolutions: Do not judge or condemn that person; that's God's responsibility. Do not speculate or gossip, because Christians are some of the worst gossipers. Do not judge the person's life by his last hour; that's only a tiny percentage of his entire life. Keep on loving and caring for people, because the enemy would love for your heart to become calloused and cold. If you're depressed, seek professional, Christian help right away." That's only a tiny fraction of this message I'm listening to. He's so blunt and yet encouraging as well. He's down to earth and knows what people need to hear. Not necessarily my style, but I'm glad I'm mature enough to not focus on that and that I can actually listen to what this man is saying and take it heart. "Make an indelible mark on the earth before you leave here. Only the thing you do for Christ is gonna last...Stop allowing people to define you. When they define you they ultimately control you...live a spirit controlled life."

The Single Years

I randomly came across this video and it was just what I needed to hear. This guy, Mr.David, is so wise and an amazing man of God. I'd encourage you to watch more of his videos. I've been single for quite awhile now and most of the time, I'm content with it. I have single girlfriends I can spend my time with. However, more and more of my single friends are becoming attached which then leads to an engagement which ultimately leads to a big ceremony and party afterwards where she wears a beautiful white dress and photos are taken non-stop. I love my married friends, but it does make our relationship harder because as a wife, she has new responsibilities and priorities. I accept that and I respect that. I just wish I could relate sometimes. Being single and not tied down is fun most times. But we all desire to be loved and wanted by another. I'm reading the book "Captivating" by John and Stasi Eldridge right now for the RD group I'll be coleading for and the beginning of the book is all about that fact: as humans, we need relationships; as women, we need to be loved. I know I'm single for a reason. And to be honest, there aren't even any guys I know that I'm even the slightest bit interested in. If I was really desperate enough, I could be attached. But I know that it would be to the wrong guy and I don't see any point to being in a relationship that I know will ultimately end. I am trying to be patient and wait on God, but sometimes it's just hard and I want to take matters into my own hands. Anyway, this video is great and if anyone else struggles with this, watch it! (and let me know!)

Novelty of Marriage

So my life has seriously revolved around marriage lately. I've been attending and planning showers and parties. There are fiances everywhere I go. And I've been proven wrong time and again when I say "All of my friends are engaged or married" because there's always another couple becoming engaged! So apparently not all of them were. Although the whole process is somewhat depressing for me because I am single (though if I was desperate enough I could be attached...to the wrong guy), but I am so happy for my friends and the commitment they make on their wedding day. For alot of people, your wedding day only happens once and it's one of the most memorable and exciting days of your life. My problem lately, however, is the novelty of marriage. I hate when people want to get married just so they could get married. Just so they can plan an amazing day and be a bride! Just so they can have a great honeymoon and no boundaries. Just so they can throw a great party for all their friends and family. I've had several conversations about a couple who seems to be getting married simply for this reason--the novelty of marriage. They are a very young couple and have never really been out in the world on their own. There were many things left out of the gift registry because they simply didn't think about it because they'd never needed it before. In my personal opinion, they aren't ready for marriage. And not simply because of their lack of experience in the world and being on their own, but also because they are a somewhat immature couple in many different ways. There's a lack of communication and cohesiveness. She gets whatever she wants out of him and he never gets anything (and is reprimanded if he does). It's really sad and not healthy. I don't want to say they are a bad couple because they're not. I think they're a great couple and they do get along really well. I just think they should mature a little bit in different areas before they jump into married life. Also, I know it's not my place to judge people and their relationships and maturity levels. I'm just trying to make a point. Another couple who was most recently engaged has an interesting story. They were a couple that went to Honduras with me in August and they actually almost got married there at the orphanage (even though they weren't officially engaged until the very last day--which was planned by the groom actually). It was really excited to think about them getting married there and after encouragement from the group and a few long conversations, they decided they wanted to go through with it if it would be legal. So they talked to one of the founders of the orphanage about it who said she'd talk to her husband and see if he's agree to marry them. So for a whole day they weren't sure if they were getting married the next day or not. But we were all talking about it and picturing it and planning it. It would be simple, no bridesmaids or groomsmen. 1 simple video camera by Larissa (the Sandals videographer), 2-3 photographers (who were very talented members of the group), flowers picked from the orphanage grounds, a simple white dress bought in town, and that's pretty much it. Very simple and right to the point. Marriage. It's about the couple expressing their love, nothing else. Unfortunately you need to have a marriage licence from that country which takes about 3 days to get. We were leaving in 2 days. But that experience really made them think about the whole point of marriage and that it doesn't need to be overdone and extravegant and stressful. They want to keep it very simple and easy. This is a couple I truely admire. I'm not saying you're wrong to have a grand wedding. I'm just saying, don't fget caught up in today's view of how a wedding should be and forget about the true meaning of the word marriage.

The Kids were Here

I wanted to share some photos that I took of Chloe and Jaden while they were here. Pretty much every time I was there it was getting dark though so the photos aren't great quality, but I had so much fun with them. The first night I went, I played with them a little and took some video of them playing and fighting. Chloe thought it'd be fun to brush my hair. Jaden was just tired cause Kathy likes to keep him up most of the day without a nap so he'll sleep at night and not wake her up. So he was getting pretty cranky. Especially because he kept trying to climb the stairs and we kept pulling him off. He wasn't too happy about that. But I got to put them to bed and stuff and got to talk a bit with Kathy and Chandra. It was good getting to talk to them and share stories with them and find out how they're doing.

My next visit was very similar to the first in that we played for a while and I put them to bed. Jaden actually fell asleep while he was drinking his bottle in my arms so I simply held him till I had to leave. He's so cute! It still amazes me how much he looks like Brian! In their living room there is a photo of Chloe right next to a baby photo of Brian. I kept thinking it was really a picture of Jaden since it was next to one of Chloe and it looked exactly like the baby I was holding in my arms or playing with. But I had to remind myself that it wasn't. Chloe talks about Brian all the time. And Jaden just stared wide-eyes at the giant photos of him that were on the walls. Even though he's so young, he knows who he is.

I wish I didn't have to leave for Honduras right in the middle of their visit here and I could have seen them more, but I made about 3 visits and had alot of fun so that'll have to suffice till their next visit.

Is cheerleading a sport?

A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, who used to be a cheerleader posted a bulletin titled "To everyone who said cheerleading wasn't a sport" containing this: By Alex JohnsonReporterMSNBCupdated 3:18 p.m. PT, Thurs., Aug.21, 2008Alex JohnsonReporter• ProfileGymnasts sometimes fall off the beam. Basketball players often crash to the court. Softball players have unfortunate meetings of face and pitched ball. But when young women turn out for high school and college sports, odds are it’s the cheerleaders who are most at risk, new research shows.Cheerleading, in fact, is far more dangerous than any other women’s sport, accounting for 65 percent of all catastrophic injuries in high school girls’ athletics and 67 percent in colleges. Those figures emerged in a 25-year study published this month by the National Center for Catastrophic Sports Injury Research at the University of North Carolina.The next most dangerous sports, gymnastics and track, were far behind, causing 9 percent and 7 percent of all catastrophic injuries, respectively, since 1982.for the complete report http://www. msnbc. msn. com/id/26293199/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now I must confess that I am one of those people who say that cheerleading is not a sport. It is leading the crowd in cheers for the people who are actually doing athletics. I do not think that a group of people with super curly hair with an entire can of hairspray holding it in place, a ton of makeup on their face, who scream and cheer and do a little dance should be considered athletes. I just don't. Stunts can be complicated. I'll give 'em that much. Although in high school when the volleyball team switched with the cheerleaders for a day during spirit week, we had no trouble whatsoever and nobody got hurt. This brings me to my next point: injuries don't make sports. I have never heard that just because an activity is injury-prone, it's a sport. In that case, jumping on the trampoline must be a sport because 108,000 were injured last year on trampolines. And does that disregard golf as a casual sport because it only claimed 47,000 victims? Silly right? It's faulty logic. But then again, ok so cheerleading can be dangerous. Of course. They throw girls in the air and aren't coordinated or strong enough to catch them. Ok, so why don't they wear helmets or facegards or pads or braces? My guess would be that they'd get points deducted from their score in a competition. It's just not part of the "sport." They have to look pretty. And a helmet would ruin their hair. A facegard would hide all the pretty makeup. Pads would be too bulky and make them look fat. And braces are for old people with arthritis. This is why cheerleaders are so easily injured. They aren't smart enough to protect themselves from injury with protective gear while doing "dangerous" activity. I'm sure many many other sports would claim a much higher percentage of victims of injuries if the athletes playing these sports didn't take the time to protect themselves. In the 1960's for instance, football player deaths from head injuries were an increasingly common occurance. So many of these instances caused a change in helmet design. The death rate went down in the 1970's but later, head and spinal injuries started to incline again because players felt "fearless" with their new stronger helmets. This changed the helmet design again. Why don't cheerleaders do more to protect themselves if it's a sport? Why do they injure themselves on the sidelines of a football field when they could have prevented it?

I'm home from Honduras

Honduras was good. It's been quite an adventure to say the least. As a team we did many different activities. We had a de-licing station. With over 400 kids, lice is a real epidemic and is nearly impossible to get rid of. We probably didn't even make a dent with all the work that was done, but the kids felt completely pampered getting their hair washed and cut by our professional hair stylists. We also spent a couple days painting their Dental Clinic and doing some sheet-rock (also known as drywall). Our photographers were given the task of taking photos of the grounds, the staff and portraits of all the kids for their sponsors and to update the website. There was also a group of girls that spent days cleaning the school. They had an intense task. They dealt with termites, spiders, dingy disgusting bathrooms and many other things that would make you cringe. And they did a grand job at the school. Props girls! A few of us spent most of our time in the special needs yard. They don't go to school so they pretty much just play in the yard all day. One of the volunteers actually came to find me. She's heard that someone on the team worked with special needs kids and she wanted ideas for academics and other activities for them to do. So me and a few other team members went down in the mornings and afternoons and had school with small groups of kids at a time. The volunteers were excited that they finally had some structure to work with and the kids really enjoyed school. They said over and over how great class was. I guess you never know how great school is until you're not allowed to go. On Saturday we held a carnival for all the kids and on Monday we had one specifically for the special needs kids. They all loved it. We also spent significant time with the staff and older helpers making sure they felt loved and appreciated as well. Most teams that come do alot of manual labor and play with the kids. We also wanted to make sure the staff was refreshed. Each family recieved a bag with cds, chocolate, coffee, and other things that aren't easily accessible in Honduras. The ladies had a night of pampering with haircuts and styling, manis and pedis, and girl time. The men had some time just to chat and fellowship with our guys. We were also able to bless a couple of new parents that had no means of transportation with a bike that we all chipped in for.

Tegucigalpa, Honduras Toncontin airport landing

So in less than 2 days, I'll be in this airplane landing at one of the most dangerous airports during rainstorms...PRAY FOR US!

Aubri

This post is for Rachel. I know she probably wouldn't like it if I had a picture of two cute kids on here when there isn't even a picture of my own niece. All I can say about that is, I was not in a very blogging mood when that time came. Sorry sis. But here are a couple super cute pictures of my niece Aubriana Janell Willis. She takes after her mommy in that she is absolutely the most intelligent baby around. She writes her own blogs! Check out aubri's blog, it's pretty great. ;) This picture is one that I took of her when I was there. I took it the morning I departed for Cali. She was pretty happy for me, then got kinda fussy when mom put her in the carseat for a trip to Starbucks. She looks completely different in these two pictures when only a month separates them. She sure has grown alot already. She's definitely gotten some of her color in (which Rachel hated to hear) and a little bit more hair (which is crazy cause she was born with a ton of it!) and she's laughing now! I wanna go back!

The Kids are Here!

Chloe and Jaden, the descendents of Brian Sanders are here for three weeks! Brian's parents and sister drove up to Utah where they met Kaleigh, Brian's widow, and picked up the kids on Saturday. They're back in Cali now and they asked me to come by the house today to see them and so they could give me a check for my trip. Apparently I don't make enough time to see them normally because they're bribing me with two cute kids and money. So after I go wedding dress shopping with Kristin I'm heading to the Sanders household and then going dancing. For not having anything to do last week, so far this week is filling up pretty quickly.

Madama Butterfly

So I attended my first official opera tonight at the Redlands Bowl. Because admission is free, one might think it would be a pretty cheesey opera. Well, I wouldn't say it was cheesey at all. In fact, all of the performers and musicians were professionals (like most performers at the Bowl). Even though it was professionally done, however, I did not enjoy myself much. Upon arrival we recieved a program telling of all the performers as well as some of their credentials and a synopsis. We could have also picked up what I can only describe to you as a script in English. This thing was just very wierd to me and totally threw me off. If you know anything about Madama Butterfly or opera in general, you may know why. First I'll relay the synopsis which was in the program: Time: 1899 Place: Nagasaki, Japan Act One Pinkerton, a lieutenant in the U.S. Navy, has arranged with the marriage broker, Goro, to marry a 15-year-old girl, Butterfly (or Cio-Cio-San). By Japanese law, the groom is free to dissolve the marriage whenever he wants to, and though Pinkerton is clearly fascinated by his child-bride, it is obvious that he doesn't take the marriage seriously. He says as much to Sharpless, the American consul, who warns him that Butterfly is in earnest and tragedy may ensue. But Pinkerton pays no attention. When the brief ceremony is over, Butterfly's uncle, a Buddist priest, arrives in a fury, revealing that the girl has renounced her people's ancient faith and taken the white man's god. The family, horrified, desserts Butterfly. She weeps bitterly, but Pinkerton comforts her, and soon all is forgotten as the two express their love. Act Two Scene One: Pinkerton has been gone for three years. Everyone--even her haithful maid Suzuki--tells Butterfly that he has forsaken her, but she steadfastly insists that he will come back, as he promised, "when robins make their nest." Goro keeps urging her to marry his wealthy client, Prince Yamadori. And even Sharpless suggests that she accept this offer, since he knows that though Pinkerton is, in fact, coming back, he is bringing an American wife with him. Sharpless tries to prepare Butterfly for this blow, but before he can do so, she reveals that she has had a child by Pinkerton, and the consul leaves without delievering his message. The harbor cannon then announces the arrival of a ship. It is Pinkerton's the Abraham Lincoln. With Suzuki's help, Butterfly decorates the little house with flowers. Then, with Suzuki and with the child, Butterfly prepares to await Pinkerton's arrival. Act Two Scene Two--Dawn: Butterfly has waited all night. Suzuki persuades her to go and rest, and in her absence from the room, Pinkerton and Sharpless arrive. The break the news to Suzuki and try to enlist her help in persuading Butterfly to give up the child to Kate, Pinkerton's new wife, who has also come but is discreetly outside in the garden. Pinkerton then leaves: the memories of the house, his remorse are too much for him. Kate speaks with Suzuki, then goes out again. Butterfly enters and, horror-stricked, learns the truth. When Kate repeats her request, Butterfly answers that she will give the child to his father if Pinkerton will come back for him in an half hour. The visitors leave, and Butterfly kills herself. She dies just as Pinkerton rushes in, calling her name. So that's the synopsis. That's the plot. After reading that, what's left really? You know exactly what's gonna happen. But without it, you'd have know idea what's going on unless you know Italian. I only caught about 10 English words in the first act (which we left right after). The wierdest thing about the language though (which was beautiful) was that it was being sung by Japanese and American characters. They were all singing/talking in Italian. Totally threw me off. My mom repeated a few lines from Pretty Woman as we were leaving. "One thing about the opera is: you either love it or you hate it." Well, I think about 15% of the crowd hated it because they left when we did. I'm sure if we were closer or something, maybe we'd experience more of the "feeling" and "emotion" being emitted from the stage, but the grandparents went an hour and a half early and saved us seats 3 rows from the very back. :/ Anywayz, that was my opera experience which I'm actually really sad about because I thought I'd like it. I normally like things that may normally bore most people. It's a bummer, but I'm over it.

Everyday Wisdom

Here are two things I feel like I need to hear every day. In fact, today I wrote them down on notecards so I can read them every day: "Dear friends, don't be surprised at the fiery trials you are going through, as if something strange were happening to you. Instead, be very glad--for these trials make you partners with Christ in his suffering so that you will have the wonderul joy of seeing his glory when it is revealed to all the world."--I Peter 4:2-13 "It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you are looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a stroll. This is how God does things."--Blue Like Jazz (thanks for this one, sister)

Team Honduras Fundraisers

Since I haven't spent much time on here the last few months, I have not been letting ya'll know of all the creative fundraisers our Team has put together to help us all raise money for our trip (which is happening in only a couple weeks). So before it's too late, I'm letting ya'll know of our FINAL FUNDRAISER!!!!! It is our SECOND "Dive in Movie." Sandy helped with this name by logically thinking, "well, it's like a drive in movie, but without the cars, and with a pool." Our first one was a huge success and we were asked to do another one. This time we are allowing parents to bring their kids (there will be a life-guard at the pool) and there will be pull-pork/beef sandwiches for dinner (this was also a huge success at our Poker Tournament). The featured movie is Evan Almighty (which is more suitable for children than Ferris Bueller's Day Off). This is also your last chance to buy/order you custon Sandals Beach Towel!

I also want to give props to Abe who has designed all of the fliers for our numerous events and has also used his connections to get the printing of these fliers donated to our team. Here are the other fliers for all of our fundraisers in order of occurance: First was our first Dive In Movie featuring "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and hot dogs and burgers for dinner. Special thanks to Steve Ruck for donating a dollar for every minute I spent consecutively in the pool, up to 3 hours. He ended up writing a check for $180. Go Ruckus! Next was our car wash at Chick fil A during our monthly Sandals Night Out. Thanks to Ed for helping me with this one while I was out of town and "planning" it. Also, John took this awesome picture which in itself says "Sandals car wash" The very next day was our Poker Tournament. The winner recieved their very own sweet looking Sandals Worldwide Poker Tournament braceletNext we had our Game Revolution featuring a Guitar Hero Tournament and Chick fil A for dinner. We had all sorts of game consoles there as well as cards and board games to keep people entertained all night. This one wasn't advertised as much as we would have liked it to be, but even with the small number of people who showed up, it was still pretty successful and I'm sure everyone in attendance enjoyed themselves.Haircuts 4 Honduras was probably our most successful fundraiser so far. We had many stylists donate a few hours of their time to come in and cut hair for us. Max Medina also let us use his salon (Salon 3778 in downtown Riverside) and he and one of his stylists were there all day helping out as well. Thanks to all the stylists who donated their time and also to those of you who came in and got their hair cut.