Can my life get any crazier. *probaly but i don't like to think about it* It's been hectic. It starts with Lorenzo BANGING on my door. It is like 8 in the morning. So I'm sleeping. Preping my body for college. This guy is yelling at the top of his lungs, talking about get a job. While I'd Love to, the U.S. job market isn't doing so great. Anyways, its no use talking to him. He doesn't understand logic because he's an old fashioned mexican. Those that don't understand that mowing lawns is NOT a career. Hard work no doubt, but that's not my point. He don't want to hear anything I say. Pretty soon I over hear him telling my mom that he was going to put the water hose through my window. NOW I'm mad. Was before, but having to put up with that. So I come out my room and this guy is in my face. YELLING in Spanish. I don't speak it that great to argue. So eventually I motion Michelle to get her recorder out and record him. SO she does.

He starts to say how he used to be in a gang *Southenos, 13 is thier mark, as is blue* He then reminds me of when he went to jail for killing a guy. *all on recorder* So he's still yelling and trying to intimidate me. He leaves for a second in the yard to clip some stuff in the front yard. I get the phone. He gets back in and insists on the phone. *scared I may call the cops I think* So then I want to use it. He refuses. He then tells me that if I get closer that he'd KILL me like that other guy. He uses the clippers and stabs it right where my arm is. I move it out the way. If I didn't move, he would've got me. He made a hole in the wall. I then leave.

As I walk to find a nearby phone at like a neighbors, I notice my mom inside one of the houses. She is with my lil bro and sis. She waves us in. We call the cops from there. She then goes off to work. Cops take thier sweet time and finally show up. They knock at the house and no answer. THey turn to me and tell me that no one is home. *DUH, If he sees them, he isn't gonna answer, he ran!* I told them they should've surrounded the area when I was on the phone with them. Did they listen? So me and michelle back some stuff up in her luggage case and the neighbor offers to let us hang out for a while. We do and go to college. When we get out, we don't know what were in for. Will he come after us? What is this guy capable of. He had said if the cops were called on him he'd kill that person. Would he really? Michelle was very nervous. After realizing that I couldn't just call the cops to get him *I wanted to use the neighbors phone, but she didn't let me* I walked to nearby store and called home. No answer. Michelle starts to say crazy things like, what if everyone is dead. SO I call my big bro. I have him take a look. He finds the house is dark. Though the family is in there. They're ok. So we come back home.

At home I find out Lorenzo is sleeping on the porch on concrete. Apprantly passed out. I got a big knife from the kitchen and my big bro's gf's cell phone just in case. Was a long night for me. We wake up and things seem ok.

As I write, I dunno what is going to happen next. There is a felony assault warrent against him. My mom is the one who won't let me call yet. She wants him to get out of hand one more time. *i think she has some kind of love for him* I would just call, but my living situation is dependant that she approves of what goes on.

In other news. I am enrolled in Anthropology: Magic, witchcraft and religion. An interesting course in learning why people have those beliefs. English literature and composition. An EVIL math class. I'm rusty. Psychology, Human Behavior. Last but not least, yet another weight training class. Michelle said I look ok now, but I want just a lil more muscle. Michelle is enrolled in Statistics, Human Behavior, Physical Anthropology, Philiosphy of Logic, and Intro to Psychology. I been starting to lean towards antrhopology a bit. Maybe I should get a minor in that. Psychology is still my major. That is all. ~END~