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Name: Ben
Gender: Male
Interests: God is my one thag! I am interested in Music, Crime fighting, some say I am kind of like a ninja.
Expertise: taking credit for everything
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  SurfRocknBreak
Member Since:
2/17/2005
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| hey everyone,
its been forever since I got on here...
well I got a myspace so everyone look at that too. ok
heres the link http://www.myspace.com/Benjimongo
it pretty sweet.. so school is going well. I just can't wait for da
summer ken and i are planing to fly out to cali on my new licences if I
have it by then.. up to the sky.. hahaha
yeah I been missing all you people can't wait to see all the comments I
get problly none.. its ben that long... wow im just craking the jokes
left and right and over head today.
so what up for all my people
so I can leave some back for ya all.
so ya'll Holla back now
Benjo
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| Hey everyone,
I just rawked my face off at the see spot rock tour... it was radical. I mashed to my heart pleasure.. I was working at the piller table selling merch. yeah and then I did secerity... fun fun..
Ok guys this is what I found... please enjoy and leave comments...
wahahaaha.... Nessa wrought this for a writing asignment. hahaha
enjoy...
Dear R-J,
We have finally arrived at our long desired destination. The Florida beaches are beautiful, and the sea smells so good. From our condo at the resort you can hear the surf crashing onto the shore. It’s such a wonderful thing to hear after being in the city for more than a year. We have been here for almost 3 days. I’m having a kick’n time with my family; you know that nothing can be boring when you have them around. I had forgotten just how much trouble that we had the potential to get in to. It was almost immediately after all the cousins where reunited that I was reminded of this one sobering thought.
As you know our grandparents are quite wealthy, they financed the whole trip. Our grandparents wanted us to spend as much time together as possible. So they rented a bus and we all drove down to Florida together. The ride down was very interesting; Ken (who is 17 now by the way) selfishly hogged the play station and played a surfing game all day (and half the night). Ben (who is also 17 now) also wished to be playing play station and wined for about 2 hours, then retired to the back of the bus to sulk, but ended up playing poker with Grandpa; who aloud Ben to win (I think it was just so he could give Ben money). Kyle, 18 and Jeric, 19 where watching ‘Finding Nemo’ and ‘The Lord of the Rings Trilogy’ for the umpteenth time. Britt and I read books, wrote songs and sang to our favorite bands together. I think our parents where sick of ‘Hawk Nelson’ and ‘Paul Wright’ by the time we arrived.
For the last 2 hours of the trip our Grandparents where sleeping, so our parent made us turn of the TV and music, so we could spend time “bonding with each other”. It was in that time, the 6 of us cousins decided to take advantage of every chance of enjoying ourselves on this vacation. As soon as we arrived at the resort, Kyle started operation “Have Fun”, with a daring tree-climbing stunt, which sent the security in to hysterics and our parents to near heart failure. He looked like a circus monkey hopping from limb to limb, and declaring to the whole world (or resort for that matter) that he was “in Florida” and “going to tackle some knarly kick’n waves” as soon as the sun rose the next day. Kyle’s father quickly commanded him to come down and as punishment; we didn’t get to go out for pizza as planed. Instead we had to go to the resorts dining hall, which conveniently enough for them was formal attire only.
So dressed in our formal attire, we made our way to the dining hall. As we were waiting to be seated, Ken made friends with a little 5 year old girl. When we left to find our table the girl gave him her jar of bubbles, so he would “wemimber her forev’r.” Ken was so flattered that he wanted to save them, so he could give them to his kids or something ridiculously far fetched like that. But the memorandum only lasted about a minute. Ben, who was still ticked off about Ken’s selfishness on the bus, grabbed the jar and dumped the whole thing in the fountain in the center of the hall, while declaring “Hey Ken boy, what do you think about this dude? Hogging the play station doesn’t seem so fun now, huh?”
Well fortunately, Ken apologized and so did Ben and we went on to our table. It was a harmless joke that ended perfectly. Or so we thought for a miniscule period of time. But we were very, very wrong.
We had just finished the appetizer when I noticed bubbles forming in the fountain. I tapped Brittany on the shoulder and pointed to the rising foam. In horror we watched as the foam rose higher and higher till it spilled out over the sides. Soon there were waiters with mops and buckets cleaning it up, but the foam just kept coming and coming. Thankfully it finally stopped; I guess the bubbles ran out. To the great relief of all (cousins and parents) the rest of the night turned out to be a happy uneventful time.
Our Grandparents had arranged for all the cousins to stay in one condo. We all (of course) thought this was a lovely idea, after all Jeric was 19 and the rest of us over 14, we were all responsible. Well, our parents thought otherwise, so leaving us one key they took the other one and went on their way. We stepped in to the condo to find that the furniture was arranged in the most inconvenient way. So we took it upon ourselves to rearrange it. After it was arranged in a more satisfactory design, we all retired to our beds. Well, not all of us, actually not any of us. The boys watched TV in the living room while Britty and I put on our suits and relaxed in the Jacuzzi.
First thing in the morning we hit the beach; we surfed, swam, sun bathed and played volleyball all day to our hearts delights. Our parents had packed us a lunch, complete with 3 boxes of cheese nips (the favorite Westmonte food). When we finally did head back it was about 4 o’clock. Our parent took us out for pizza and then dropped us off at our condo saying that the activities of the day had worn them out. What activities? They didn’t even come to the beach, much less swim, or play volleyball. I believe they went golfing. (And Kyle says that golfing shouldn’t even be called a sport because no body ever runs, except, the wild players who do victory dances when they have completed exceptional plays. But I am thoroughly convinced Kyle is the only person who EVER will do victory dances for golf.)
We walked in to our condo and we were absolutely devastated to find all the furniture “un-rearranged.” So after taking the 30 minutes to rearrange it, we decided to go swimming in the resort pool. The pool is awesome, with a diving board, high dive, slides, you name it, and the best part is; that it doesn’t close till MIDNIGHT! It was about 9:30 when we got to the pool, and we swam until the pool closed.
At quarter till midnight Ben went across the pool to get our towels and cover-ups. On his way back he “Accidentally” fell into the pool (a special thank you should go out to Jeric for helping him.) So Ben along with the entire bundle towel and ALL the cover-ups got soaking wet. And 15 minutes doesn’t dry wet stuff out very much. So we put on our wet cover-ups because you weren’t allowed to leave the pool area with out a cover-up, and made out way home.
So we dripped all the way to our condo, and when we get to the door Ken goes “uhh, oops” so the rest of us are like “oh man what now?” So as it turns out, Ken left the key in the kitchenette where he put it down while he ate a snack. We all panicked that is until Ben remembered that our parents had another key. We just had to go over there and get it. So there we are in the middle of the night banging on our parents door and yelling for the next 15 minutes, trying to get them to open the door. Then just when we thought it couldn’t get any worse, a Security guard informed us (with a hand on his gun) that we had disturbed some of the other residents and he asked to see our room key. Since it was in the refrigerator (as far as we knew) he escorted us through the gate and out of the resort.
Thankfully, Ken had a credit card with him, which was good because no one else had anything, no phone, no car keys, no nothing. So we ended up walking 6 blocks to a motel 8, and all 6 of us sleeping in one tiny room. The next morning we called our parents and they came to pick us up. You see what had happened was that they had decided to go to a play, and they had left messages on all of our phones. But seeing as we didn’t have our phones with us, we never got the message. I suppose, responsibility is a lesson all of us needed to learn. Well from now on at least one of us cousins is always going to carry a phone, and hopefully a key too. (Oh, and by the way we did find the key. It was in the freezer by the Ice cream and popsicles.)
Well nothing has really gone that bad since then, with an exception of the ice swan sculpture incident. I won’t go into detail but, in involved Kyle daring Britty to do 10 front hand springs, and you can only imagine what happened next. If you think what any logical person would think, then you’re right. Smash! It cost each of the cousins 64.73. But I still can’t figure our why they where carrying the Ice swan across a field. Oh well, what’s done is done, and I think we’re all more responsible because of it. Well, let’s just say some of us are.
We all miss you so much. Kyle said to tell you hi, and that he would be writing to you too, but the surf is up and waves are calling his name. We will be coming home in just 4 more days. In that time, hopefully nothing will happen that is more eventful then someone wiping out on a wave. I think all of us cousins have pretty much fulfilled our goal to have fun. Yes, I would say that “Operation Have Fun” was a huge success, but maybe next time, we could do it in a little more of a discreet manner. Well we miss you bunches and we can’t wait to come home and show you all the pictures we took.
God Bless!
With tons of love,
Nessa
(For all the Westmonte’s)
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| Hey people
Vk time..... havn't had much time to update but here it is..
Hey everyone... hoho you will never guess what I found the other day...
I was cleaning out the family car and I found a letter Nessa wrote to
RJ.... back when we went down to FL. for that one christmas.. she must
have never typed it up or some thang.. I 'll have to post it some time.
bwuhaha good times good times..
Ben
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| Hey everyone...
Guess what... I got us a gig at this awsome barn dance.. huh britty
what do you say.. gonna break out those click'ers. I've got my jug all
ready. I talked to kyle he is going to play the fiddle and jeric is the
keys of course ness you and britty are going to irish dance and My bud
damon is going to play the banjo. what ya say..
*sings*
If it hadn't been for cotton eyed joe
I be married long time go
where did you come from
where did you go
where did you come from cotton eyed joe
YEEEE HAAA
dosi do...
woooht
haa hah
peace out
Ben
where is my cow boy hat.?
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| Hey whats up!
School starts on monday...
so yeah ken and I went Apartment look'n. not very much fun. but we
found this nice place so Ia m pretty happy. So as one last summer
fling we went to the mall and picked out outfits for each other
the girls Idea.. so just to hummor them we went along... well and cause
ken said he didn't want them to cry.. whatever.. I would much rather
have gone to the movies. but whatever so ok w're in this prep store
because that is wear Jeric shops.. so he picks out these rediculous
preppy out fits for everyone. and so on with everyone of us.. Ken
w/ the pac sun... Bitty with gap Kyle with AE, Nessa with
her little punk' er crombie ( that a mix between punk and
Abercrombie) and I was the only normal one.. So I tried to take
them to A and F but no one would come so .. I had a good
laugh.
Well I must go..
Benji
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