Camarillo Mental Institute...

So I recently had the chance to go to California for a best friends wedding. Every time I go down there my friend Jimmy wants to go to the old mental institute to see if some haunted thing can happen. Well this time we decided to go late one night. It was a foggy night and we didn't really know what would happen. I had been there a few times before walking around and it was creepy but nothing really happened. This time was different.
We began walking around the parts that are still in the same condition as the mental institute was left as. Lots of the school has been changed into a college but parts of the school are still the creepy mental institute. We walked around the outside and then decided to wander into a open court yard. Upon approaching the court yard we heard tapping on the pipes. It was interesting because the tapping was so irregular that it couldn't be caused by a machine or anything. As we walked past the wall it seemed to follow us. After that we walked out to this hall way. When walking down the hall way the tapping grew louder and there was banging around us. We walked down the hall and the noises seemed to follow us as we walked up and down the hall. Jillian and I started to walk up a dark stair case but the doors above us were shut so we couldn't continue on. The noises got more intense as we approached a door in the dark. As we started to leave (and left quite briskly) the pounding and banging got louder and seemed to follow us. It felt as if someone was watching us. We left the mental institute with a creepy feeling.
I been doing some reading from ghost hunters about the school and some people have said that its by far one of the scariest places they have ventured in. The tapping and banging can be heard by many people and it seems to follow you everywhere you go. Also people with recorders have recorded hearing voices whispering things like, "Don't go in there" and such things as that. So if you are ever looking for a little ghost hunting i think that's a good place to start. Enjoy.

I found a nice seat in the airport terminal away from the televisions and any other passengers. It was a nice place to enjoy the air conditioning and read my new book.
You can tell when a person has a purpose by the look on his face and this man was in the terminal with a purpose. His hair was dark black, skin was a light brown, and eyes dark like the evening tide. He scanned the terminal looking at every face trying to identify his objective. The dark eye brow raised a little bit as he saw the face of who he was looking for.
"Could that be him?" he thought to himself, "Orders are orders."
That feeling that someone was watching me sent a chill down my spine. I turned around to look at the busy traffic of the airport. There was a man standing in a dark blue suit staring right at me. Our eyes connected and we he walks toward me.
"Mr. Czarnocki?" he asked with a slight hesitation.
"Yes?" was my shaken reply. Who is this guy? Why does he know my name?
"You need you to come with me. Its urgent."
"What is this regarding?"
"I can tell you more when no one is near to listen. It may not be safe here"
I thought what couldn't be safe in an airport terminal with cops patrolling and security every place you look?
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'll tell you more soon but right now please follow me" was his reply.
I didn't know what else to do so I closed my up my things and placed them neatly back into my small black duffel bag. I stood up and the man began to walk toward the entrance to the airport. We came to a door and he passed his security card through the scanner and the door popped open. We went through the door and two security cameras monitored the long hall way with doors on every side of the hall.
"Follow me, please" said the man in the blue suit
"Who are you?" I asked
"I can't tell you. Those aren't my orders" was snappy answer.
"Well good. But what do your orders have to do with me?"
"I'm to give you this" the suited man pulled a gun from his back "and to tell you to protect the innocent. More will be explained when the time has come."
"Woah! What are you talking about?! I'm a banker!"
"Now you are a government agent. Welcome. Now go back to the terminal and board your flight home. Everything will be explained later but remember to protect the innocent."
The suited man turned and walked down the hall leaving me standing there with a cold black hand gun made by Glock sitting in my hand. I released the clip to see a full clip of .40 caliber bullets lining the clip and one in the chamber. My head began to pulse.
"What is happening?" I whispered to myself.
I turned and walked back through the door which I entered to a airport full of people knowing not much more then I did.
"Flight 7662 to Los Angeles is now boarding" exclaimed the speakers.
I boarded my flight and found my seat next to an elderly lady and her husband. I smiled, put my bag in the over storage, and sat down next to them. I felt the gun dig into my back and sat up to adjust myself, placing the gun on my side.
"These seats are awful" came the sooth voice of the elderly lady
"They are" I replied
The safety presentation was given as the roar of the engines began to roar. I closed my eyes to try and get some sleep so that I might wake up from this strange dream.
I woke up suddenly as the flight attendant came over the microphone, "Seats back and tray tables locked. Welcome to Los Angeles. The current temperature is 78 degrees with a light breeze coming from the South West. The sky is partly cloudy and a slight chance of rain within the week. Thank you for flying with us and welcome to LA."
I quickly jerked awake. Looked around and saw everyone preparing for landing. It was a good flight to have slept through it like I did. Even if I had some strange dream about a man giving me a gun and telling me to protect the innocent. The elderly lady next to me smiled.
"Are you from here?" asked the nice voice
"Excuse me?" I replied still trying to wake up
"LA. Are you from here?"
"Oh yes. I grew up here and coming home for a friends wedding."
"Oh delightful. We love it here but enjoy leaving the crowds behind."
I chuckled, "Yes it is quite crowded"
She leaned over to me and whispered, "You were talking in your sleep. Something about the innocent needs protecting. No one else heard but thought you'd want to know"
"Thank you" I said.
I stared forward until the fasten seat belt turned off. When I stood up my heart sunk, the gun was still in my waist band of my jeans. It wasn't a dream.

Lets go for a hike...

So its interesting to some situations we might come across that has some effect on us. Let me see if I can explain. I often struggle with wondering if I have a testimony or anything. Well yesterday at work I was talking with a coworker about God and his plan for us...the plan of Salvation. I really felt good talking about it and really felt that our Father in Heaven was talking through me. I really felt I was able to get across to him and he even said that what I said he understood. So that made me feel really good and I was thinking about it. Then I went on a hike with my old ward to a waterfall. Well everyone was happily watching the waterfall so i took a little journey down a little bit away from everyone. I found a nice rock next to the creek and just sat there pondering. In my pondering in my mind I started having a conversation with someone...no one was there and I'm not crazy but I was talking to someone. I sat there and argued about things and talked things out. I kinda had a full blow argument with God...thats the best way I can describe it. I really felt comforted and relaxed. It was nice. I don't know what happened or really anything but i felt peaceful and felt that things were going to be alright. I really felt a lot in that little time and it was nice to know.



So yeah and then after the hike I rocked out to classic rock the entire way home. Busting it out and rocking and singing. Few people driving next to us had a good laugh but I don't really care. Then later that night my ex text me to let me know she was engaged...neat. Why she felt the need to tell me I may never know. Kinda felt like a little lemon juice on a wound cause all my other friends are getting married but whatever. It is what it is.

A night to remember...

Alright so last night was one of the best nights I've had in awhile. It was freaking fun. We started the evening with me leaving work early cause lets be honest I was sick and tired of the bull shit that goes on there. So I went to Pizza Factory to meet up with Karli, Amanda, and Jillian. The fun has just begun. At the table we decide to watch a scary movie. "The Haunting in Connecticut". Movie was pretty scary. Not the scariest thing I've seen in my life but still pretty freaking creepy and gives you the chills. Well that wasn't good enough for Jillian and myself...we needed more scary. We felt to keep on the same track of the haunted house deal and rented "Amittyville Horror". Adding to the scary is we were at Blockbuster and the cashier goes, "Are you Steve?". I have no idea who this girl was but she knew who I was but luckily Amanda knew who she was...but what the hell...Anywho. The picture above is a picture that the History channel offered when they were doing a documentary of the home. According to the story surrounding this picture...there was no one in the house except the film crew and one of the photographers was going through the house taking pictures. The photographer claims that he felt a chill and like someone was watching him. When he developed the pictures he saw the picture of the little boy. So just the story can scare someone without watching the movie but we decided to watch the movie influenced by the story. Now take scary stories for what they are worth but I think there are times when the two worlds cross and in some places it might be more frequent than others. Anywho we watched that movie and I'm now scared to ever wake up at 3:15 am. If you have seen the movie or read the story you'll know why 3:15 am is so significant. After that we had the brilliant idea to walk through a graveyard! Yeah that's right...we already had the thrilling scary movies and now we needed some real life adventure of walking through a graveyard. So Jillian and I head out on our adventure. We went to one graveyard but that one was fenced off and we felt being caught in there would make someone fussy. Well I remembered a graveyard by Peties house that had no fence so we headed to American Fork. We both felt pits in our stomach as we reached closer to the graveyard. In the graveyard we started walking up the trail and got more and more creeped out the closer we got. The weather even changed drastically to a cold but no wind or anything could explain why it suddenly got cold. We mustered the courage to press on and the weather went back to the summer heat that was suppose to be there. We took some pictures but my camera was being fussy trying to take pictures with no light. Then we saw a cat randomly walking through the graveyard. Strange movements around us. And we saw this windmill on one of the grave plots that was spinning way fast as if there was a strong gust of wind moving through...there was no wind. We moved toward the windmill and when we got close it stopped...then proceeded to start moving again. That was way creepy. Then we felt like we had enough and called it a night. But seriously so much freaking fun!

Pink Floyd-Another Brick in the Wall

So I'm sitting at my desk listening to some Pink Floyd and was just thinking. Its interesting to me that one day you can be in a really good mood...that night have a sleepless night where your mind won't stop thinking and then they next day you are uber fussy and over thinking your life. Last few days I been thinking about my friends lives and then comparing my life to theirs. Yeah I have some different experiences than them and some circumstances that are more out of the ordinary. I have friends getting married left and right. That's crazy to me because when I was in High School I thought I would be someone who would marry pretty young. Only to find out its really not that easy. Its amazing what things really aren't that easy as you grow up. I thought I'd have no problem picking a career and getting through school to get it. Yet here I am still in school trying to obtain that dream career. I even tried to sell myself short and take a lesser job of the dream but somethings happened and I ended back up in the start as if it didn't happen other than the scars that came with it. People tell me things happen for a reason and I'll understand later or I just need to be patient...well I'm ready to know the reason I think. I know somethings are out of my control and I'm not really being proactive in others but seriously...wtf?! I'm not really looking for that wife right now because I don't think I'm ready. In fact I know I'm not ready to make that commitment to someone cause thats freaking huge. I look at these people getting married so quickly and I'm happy for them and a little envious that they can make it happen so easily and quickly. I really want my marriage to be a strong relationship of love and friendship. Love is such an interesting thing cause you can love someone but no you could never live with that person. I guess I'm waiting for that no doubt love situation where they feel the same for me. Careers are just intense. I have always wanted a career where my objective every day is to help people and I have leaned toward law enforcement. Most people kinda shiver when they hear that for whatever reason but really I think it takes a certain person to be able to do that job and do it well...i want to be that person. I'm also learning more about the real world. The real world isn't all about doing the right thing and going after those not doing the right thing. I have this coworker that in my opinion is one of the most dishonest people I have ever met but he still comes to work every day even though the upper management doesn't trust him either! They just kinda look away from what he is doing and hope it works itself out. What would Captain America do? Its amazing to me how grown up I thought I was once I graduated high school and now I realize I'm still a kid and pretty naive when it comes to things. I know a fair amount more than others but not enough sometimes it seems. A friend of mine is going through his second divorce and he has kids with both spouses and I couldn't imagine being in his situation and feeling what he feels. He is very upet and troubled by the situation. I try to offer words of comfort and advice but who I am someone who doesn't have any kids or a wife. Who I'm I to offer him advise but yet he comes to me?! Basically this blog feels like I'm just whining but it kinda feels nice...so deal with it or stop reading. I think about the quote, "What you do in life, echoes in eternity" but what have I done in my life that will echo in eternity? I don't know...sometimes I just want the girl of my dreams to come wrap her arms around me and tell me she is all mine. Then I land the dream job. Then live happily ever after. Happily ever after possible really? I like to think it is. Just gotta make it through the mind games of dating, the stress of school to get that piece of paper that says you are qualified for a job you have never done, and the stress of bills to get you there. Well there ya have it...I should get back to work.

"We create the world in which we live; if that world becomes unfit for human life, it is because we tire of our responsibility"

Mini-vans were sent to this world to destroy people...

So I have another theory on mini-vans. I think the mini-van was designed in hell and sent to this world to take human life. Every mini-van i come across on the road has this strange desire to take me out and kill me! It must be getting closer to my time. This morning on my way to work i was in the turn lane farthest out and for some reason the mini-van in the lane next to me decided that staying in his lane around the turn wasn't very fun so came into my lane and almost wiped me out.
Mini-vans are just dangerous! Its not just the elderly or the Moms who make these vans dangerous. Its anyone who gets behind the wheel. I was driving and this mini-van with teenage girls decided that stopping at the stop sign was a bad idea and almost t-boned me.
All Mini-vans have a small Gnome living inside the engine who emits a powder that disorients the driver and makes their driving more difficult. In some cases the powder even puts the driver in a dream state where they think everything is perfect and dandy but really they are driving horrible!
I mean who really wants to buy a mini-van? They are freaking ugly! I think a small gnome comes to these people in their sleep and puts them in a trance that convinces them to buy a mini-van. My only other thought is the car salesman is possessed by some demonic force and convinces people to buy a mini-van when really they have no desire for a mini-van.
If you see a mini-van on the road be careful...you might be next!

Lost in the woods...

So we had this brilliant idea that we should go camping...little did we know what was going to happen.
Brock, Victor, Steve, and Tyler decide to go up the canyon and find a camp ground where they can happily fish and camp. Driving through the canyon are many pay to camp sites that no one really wanted to pay for. Suddenly out the side is a random dirt road. They take the road with slight caution to come across a beautiful campground right next to the river. It had fire pits, picnic tables and available camp sites right next to the creek. Strangely enough no one else was camping in the area. It was as if no one knew about this camp site. It was...to good to be true. Without thinking much they unpack and set up camp...still no one shows up. Just them alone in this amazing free camp site they came across.
Then Brock and Steve notice something...there isn't any wildlife in the area either. Its just a strange silence. Night quickly came and the stars lite the sky. That was the only light illuminating the camp. Suddenly the camp ground was surrounded by strange noises but the brush surrounding the camp showed nothing of that it would be. For hours they search around the camp with flashlights and lanterns but can not find what is bringing the strange noise surrounding the camp.
There was a need for more firewood so they decide to leave the safety of the camp and go on a search for more wood. The search turned difficult in the pitch black of the camp. Nothing could be seen except for what the flash light lite. No wind blew but the bushes still shook and stirred. Quickly returning to camp with what wood they acquired they built a large campfire to illuminate the area more. Pictures were taken and faces can be seen in the pictures. The faces of unknown people. For the remainder of the night strange noises surrounded the camp. Was it ghosts? Demons? or just animals? No one knows but they will never be the same...
Just kidding. Camping was amazing this weekend. We did find a really nice camp ground where no one else camped at and it was really nice. We did scare ourselves pretty good and did hear strange things around the camp but we have no idea what it was. I'm sure we psyched ourselves out more than it really was. I really want to get a bunch of people and go back there to camp for a weekend because it was a blast and really nice camp grounds.