It was three years ago that God called for you.  Each and every day, I wonder if I did the right thing when I was trying to take care of you.  I wonder if I brought you more grief than happiness or vice versa.  I wonder if mistakes that I made sped up your passing.  I wonder if I could've changed all of that.  I wonder if I have made you proud since then.  I don't need to tell you how I'm doing.  I'm sure that you know already.  Thank you for all that you have done for me.  I miss you mom.  I love you.

Today, I give a short cultural presentation on the Filipino Martial Arts, most often referred to as Eskrima.  The problem is, I'm coming down with a case of laryngitis.  Not good.  Oh well, just gotta tough it out.

I took this test that has been going around the internet, called Dr. Phil's test.  Supposedly, Oprah had Dr. Phil as a guest on ther show and he was talking about personality types.  I figured, what the heck, I'll give it a shot, and so I got a 62.  To my surprise, this is what it said:

OVER 60 POINTS: Others see you as someone
they should "handle with care."  You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant.  Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.

I don't know how true it is, but I'd like some confirmation or something.  Of course, I'd prefer to hear the truth.  Simply because if the profile is right, I'd like to improve myself.  So let me know.

If you have a JVC VCR HR-S9800U, I could use your help.  Yesterday, I was watching a show on PBS, the public access station here in Sacramento, called "The Blues," a documentary produced by Clint Eastwood.  Like any documentary, they had interviews, and they were interviewing people like BB King, Ray Charles, Beck, Eric Clapton, and other musicians and historians.  Now, here is the thing.  While I was watching the show, I had my VCR on, in that VCR mode where the TV signal is processed by the VCR.  I noticed that a woman's voice kept on introducing each new clip of the interviews and describing the video clips that were being shown on the TV.  It was interrupting some of the interviews though.  I was thinking, "Who edited this video?  That woman's voice shouldn't be there."  It was like if the director were describing what clip they wanted next.

The show ends, and I hear the words "Narration for the visually impaired and the blind done by..."  So I start thinking that maybe it was just a public television type of deal.  I started to watch Lilo & Stitch on another channel, which had already started.  Then I hear, "Nena, wearing a Hawaiian top."  And then "Nena grabs Stitch."  The voice was describing the action on the screen!  Needless to say, this was annoying.  So I thought it was the TV.  I start to go through all the menus on the TV, and nothing.  I did find out how to do captions though.  Then I went through the menus on the VCR, but I didn't find out how to turn the voice off. 

I then went to look for the manual to my VCR.  I ended finding one, but as I was flipping through it, I saw that it was only in French!  I was quite frustrated at this point.  So I turned off the VCR and just changed the TV station to the one showing Lilo & Stitch.

So, this brings me to my question.  How do you turn off this voice?  It's getting in the way of my enjoying some shows.  If I'm trying to record a show, will it record the voice?

I went to Exigent, the party put on by the McGeorge School of Law Asian Pacific American Law Student Association.  It was put together by Chi Rho Omicron's very own XPO 25, Rafael Bito.  It was live!  I overheard people say that this was the best party that they've been to, from the flyer design, to the promotion, to the music.  A few brothers went, including myself, #1 Oscar Gonzales, #40 Argee Cruz, #74 Hermiginio "JJ" Jose #80 Eddy Fama, and, of course, #25 Rafael Bito.

Oscar's wife Angelica came and Argee's girlfriend, whose name escapes me right now, came as well.

I also saw Mikey, his girlfriend Ahmie, Veronica Benigno, a girl from either ASA 112 or ASA 136 classes at UC Davis, who is Vietnamese, but I forget her name, and someone else that looked like someone I knew from UC Davis, whose name I also forgot.  DJ Wreck was spinning, and Mayo was part of the promoting crew.

The brothers and their significant others all started the night with a shot of Hypnotiq.  I then immediately had an Adios Mother Fucker.  I still don't know what's in that.  After that, I ordered a drink that involves 1 part Malibu Rum, 1 part pineapple juice, and 2 parts Grey Goose Vodka.  The vodka must be Grey Goose.  I've tried other vodkas, and nothing that I've tried mixes quite as well as Grey Goose.  I haven't tried any vodkas more expensive than Grey Goose, but the ones that are less expensive are usually a bad mix.  Finally, i got a Poison Apple, which is an apple martini, but instead of vodka, one uses Bacardi 151 Rum.  That did me in.

Apparently the XPO reputation for good parties lives on in law school, because Raf mentioned that people were asking if it was an XPO party.  Like he said, "We can't disappoint."

While I was sipping on the Poison Apple, I noticed a few conversations going on.  One was the comment directed at Raf that it was the best party that he had been to.  Another conversation included a discussion with JJ on why one girl had gone out with assholes the last two guys she had met.

Her:  The last one asked me for my number before my name.  I met them both in Vegas.

JJ:  Vegas is a dreamworld.

H: How do I meet better guys?  Do I exude "slut" or something?

JJ:  Of course not.  First, you've got to go through me.  I know a lot of good guys.

I danced with this girl's friend, who was quite attractive, but I'll get to that later.

I got into a conversation about the movie Bowling for Columbine with Mikey, regarding how eye opening it is.  He completely recommended that I watch it.

I also overheard some guy saying to his friend, "They're Asian.  You know.  They're rich."

I ultimately discovered how unsocial I am.  I barely talked to my brothers, I think I turned off the girl that I danced with, whose name I also didn't quite catch over the loud music, and I didn't really dance as much as I'd like.  For example, my brothers talked more with those girls than I did, and I was attracted to one of them.  I have no game.  I know I have to be bolder, and more direct, but my shyness always gets the better of me.  If I'm somewhere for a purpose that directly affects me, I seem to not do so well. 

It's funny, because I was giving advice to another brother about how fearing failure more than regret would not be a positive approach to life.  Now, I regret not talking to her more.  When I did get a chance, she was talking more to JJ than me.  I'm not feeling sorry for myself, because it's my own fault anyways.  I just need to admit that I have to work on it.  Maybe it would be easier if I

Speaking of which, I could use some help.  So, if you're 21 or older, a female with advice to give, I have to contact  you.  Help me out.

My sickness is putting up a battle.  Although I've shaken the soreness and the stuffy head nose, it appears that the illness has turned into a cough.  I dislike the cough, because coughing sessions are annoying, whether they are yours or somebody elses.  Hopefully more rest and relaxation will give the body time to heal up sooner than later.