<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564</id><updated>2012-01-27T04:55:57.893-08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Wrestling'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>The Journey Continues</title><subtitle type='html'>for that is the beauty of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Reach out and touch someone.</title><content type='html'>In Sunday's mass, the Gospel reading was Mark 1: 40-45.  This was the story of a leper who asked Jesus to heal him of his leprosy.  Jesus touched the man and healed his leprosy, but he told the man not to tell anyone about that miracle.  The man then proceeded to tell everyone that Jesus healed him, so Jesus had to hide, for he knew that many people would flock to him for help.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Father John's homily, he spoke about what it meant to be a "leper."  He explained that "leprosy" is now an actual medical disease; however, he explained that back in Jesus' time, if a person had one single blemish on his/her skin, then that person would be considered a leper.  As I listened to Father John's homily, I realized that I would be considered a leper thanks to my eczema.  If that happened, that would absolutely suck, for people will see me as an outcast, and I won't be able to get in contact with my family and friends.  Father John told us that it was important for us to reach out and touch our loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad I live in a time where people don't treat me as an outcast; I enjoy giving out hugs to ladies and high-fives to men...I can't imagine what my life would be like if I couldn't touch anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, it is two days before the NBA's trade deadline...and two days before I turn 26.  I'm still young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-4875942860229743020?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/4875942860229743020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8718983600250435584</id><published>2008-10-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:40:13.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Repeat: One</title><content type='html'>You ever have that moment when you're listening to a song and you play it on "repeat"?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janet Jackson's song "Rock With U" is that song for me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a huge fan of Jermaine Dupri-produced tracks, but I'm digging that electronic beat.  It seems that many hip-hop and R&amp;amp;B songs these days have some "technologic" in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8718983600250435584?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8718983600250435584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8718983600250435584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8718983600250435584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8718983600250435584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/10/repeat-one.html' title='Repeat: One'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8858144952988633628</id><published>2008-10-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:48:44.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Totally Random Thought</title><content type='html'>I tried to post a link to my photo and design blog on Facebook, but apparently my blog's URL has questionable content according to Facebook users.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dabluebomber.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here's my blog if you wanna check it out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8858144952988633628?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8858144952988633628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8858144952988633628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8858144952988633628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8858144952988633628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/10/totally-random-thought.html' title='Totally Random Thought'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-1466418331866612224</id><published>2008-09-18T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T04:03:19.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Feedback</title><content type='html'>I will admit, every time I update my status on Facebook or write a new blog post, I wish someone will respond and give me feedback.  I usually don't seek any kind of attention, but a part of me is fulfilled if someone does respond to something I post (well, I receive the majority of my feedback on Facebook; hardly anyone responds to my Blogger posts).  I guess I feel like a pro wrestler; if a wrestler receives some kind of reaction from the audience, then that wrestler has done his/her job.  If the audience shows indifference or apathy, then there's something missing from that wrestler.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I crave some kind of reaction from my friends?  Sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It won't bother me if no one responds to this post, but I do appreciate any kind of feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-1466418331866612224?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/1466418331866612224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=1466418331866612224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/1466418331866612224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/1466418331866612224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/09/feedback.html' title='Feedback'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2508320275771298187</id><published>2008-09-12T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:56:59.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Dreaming of a Digital SLR</title><content type='html'>If I purchase the Nikon D40 digital SLR camera, will I start posting pics like a &lt;a href="http://camilles365.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;friend of mine&lt;/a&gt;?  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2508320275771298187?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2508320275771298187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2508320275771298187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2508320275771298187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2508320275771298187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreaming-of-digital-slr.html' title='Dreaming of a Digital SLR'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-6823681500166533874</id><published>2008-09-04T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:48:43.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope I get some more folks to join my fantasy football league so I can get it started.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sitting in the Sac State Library typing this on my MacBook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thanks to JKwan for hooking me up with Leopard; it's a nice lil' upgrade from Tiger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm listening to the song "Oh No!" by Mos Def, Pharaohe Monch, and Nate Dogg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's this one dance song that sounds really sweet, but I don't know what the title is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know I can definitely do better this semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will add my Art 300 summer school work to my website soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-6823681500166533874?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/6823681500166533874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=6823681500166533874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/6823681500166533874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/6823681500166533874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-thoughts-4.html' title='Random Thoughts #4'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-7063547308573142501</id><published>2008-07-07T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:55:37.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrestling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I've always wanted to write about this.</title><content type='html'>If you know me well, then you should know that I am a huge fan of professional wrestling (a.k.a. sports entertainment, which is the term Vince McMahon would love to hear).  I have been a fan of pro wrestling since I was about 9-10 years old, and I guess I would consider wrestling to be my addiction.  Anyway, the reason why I am writing about wrestling is because I recently read a blog from a wrestling news site I visit for backstage news.  The blog addresses the issue many wrestling fans face: hearing the term "fake" used by non-professional wrestling fans to describe wrestling.  As a child growing up in the mid-to-late 90's, I've heard that term used many times.  Unfortunately, I don't think people understand why professional wrestling is associated with the word "fake."  To be blunt, I really don't like to hear that term tossed around by people who look down on this form of entertainment because pro wrestling is seen by many as a low-brow form of entertainment, and I'll tell you why.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I think non-wrestling fans who make statements such as "Isn't that fake?" believe that pro wrestling fans believe that wrestling is "real."  To many wrestling fans around the world, watching wrestling is no different than watching an action show on TV or an action movie.  Also, many wrestling fans know that wrestling isn't "real"; however, the only thing "fake" about pro wrestling is the fact that it is a scripted and choreographed form of athletics.  The wrestlers we see on TV are actually trained and athletic men and women; people who think anyone can perform in a professional wrestling ring are downright wrong.  Another misconception believed by non-wrestling fans is that since wrestling is "fake", the wrestlers don't get hurt.  In a perfect world, every wrestler would not get hurt while they perform.  Although one of the goals in a wrestling show is for the wrestlers not to get seriously hurt, the reality is that wrestlers actually get hurt in matches.  Also, the men and women in the pro wrestling business travel and perform in many shows for almost 300 days a year (at least in World Wrestling Entertainment); that lifestyle will definitely take it's wear and tear on the wrestlers bodies.  I could go on and on giving more examples of how the pro wrestling business isn't as "fake" as people think it is (e.g. wrestlers using a small blade during a match to draw blood, known as blading), but I won't bore you, especially if you're looking to read this quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another issue I would like to address is the perception that non-wrestling fans believe that wrestling fans believe that wrestling is a "real" sport.  That's the perception I get every time I hear someone say "Wrestling is fake."  When a non-wrestling fan says a statement like that, I feel a little bit insulted, for I know that wrestling is not a "real" sport.  In fact, I don't consider pro wrestling to be a real sport (some pro wrestling purists will disagree with me about this).  I know the matches have predetermined outcomes.  I know the matches are choreographed.  I know I'm one of millions of wrestling fans around the world that knows that pro wrestling is simply a show; as a matter of fact, it is just another form of entertainment, albeit an addicting one for me.  I'm also a fan of "real" sports; however, there are times when I'm bored by some athletic competitions.  The reason why I watch professional wrestling is the same reason why we all watch sporting events, TV shows, Broadway musicals, and box-office movies: I simply want to suspend my disbelief, temporarily escape from the real world, and be entertained by the wrestlers I love (and love to hate...haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I didn't write this post because I was bored.  I really wanted to speak about pro wrestling, which is something I've loved since I was a 9-year-old boy.  Now that I've written about this, it's finally off my chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-7063547308573142501?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/7063547308573142501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-3929631202423551309</id><published>2008-06-25T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:20:38.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Return of Random Thoughts (a.k.a. Random Thoughts #3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family's dog, Bigfoot, likes to hide underneath my parents' bed and the china cabinet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will I start watching SmackDown again after the recent and drastic roster changes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm helping a friend create designs for his Facebook applications, and I should start helping some other friends with a real estate website soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm rediscovering my drawing talent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.ocf.berkeley.edu/~acdee"&gt;design website&lt;/a&gt; is going through another makeover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who will the Kings take at number 12 in the NBA Draft? Probably Mario Chalmers of Kansas or D.J. Augustin of Texas (if he falls this far), for it looks like Beno Udrih might be on his way out of Sacramento.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I listen to the latest N.E.R.D album, Seeing Sounds, every day in my 1983 Chevy S-10 pickup truck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange, Raspberry, and Pineapple sherbet is delicious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's hot here in Sacramento (big shocker there).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-3929631202423551309?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/3929631202423551309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=3929631202423551309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/3929631202423551309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/3929631202423551309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/06/return-of-random-thoughts.html' title='The Return of Random Thoughts (a.k.a. Random Thoughts #3)'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-1552191870931748046</id><published>2008-05-27T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:22:09.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>It was good to see old friends again.</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, I returned with the Bay Area with my Ading Rachen May, her boyfriend David, and Rachen's mom. We visited some old friends in Berkeley for the 2008 Pilipino Graduation ceremony, and traveled to San Francisco afterward to celebrate our friend Raynard's graduation at his apartment. I talked to many people I haven't seen in a very looooooong time, but I wasn't able to see as many people as I liked. It turned out that we arrived at the PilGrad ceremony around 4:30, so the ceremony was basically over by that time. After seeing some old faces in Berkeley, we then had some delicious food at a kickback party similar to the birthday parties I usually celebrate with my family. Overall, this was a fun day, and I would like to write a detailed post, but I'll let these pics speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0IeQX8umI/AAAAAAAAARI/pZ6epOizxBM/s1600-h/P5250011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0IeQX8umI/AAAAAAAAARI/pZ6epOizxBM/s320/P5250011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205326060194675298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, me, Raynard's mom, Raynard, Rachen's mom, Rachen May, Ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0Ie-EUA5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/rLDGCskuurc/s1600-h/P5250012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0Ie-EUA5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/rLDGCskuurc/s320/P5250012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205326072460346258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by geniuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G8jL56VI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7Yo8NzzXMGc/s1600-h/P5250006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G8jL56VI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7Yo8NzzXMGc/s320/P5250006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205324381617252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these Kapwa ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9FAyKXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mk_SC7bI370/s1600-h/P5250007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9FAyKXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mk_SC7bI370/s320/P5250007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205324390697412978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sneak in a shot of the Class of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9VYmfqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BEldcJdI5nE/s1600-h/P5250008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9VYmfqI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BEldcJdI5nE/s320/P5250008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205324395092278946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances is a cool woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9t7-prI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4sihoDSVYXE/s1600-h/P5250009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G9t7-prI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4sihoDSVYXE/s320/P5250009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205324401683113650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thumbs down is not for Ed, it's for his jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G-P9PFMI/AAAAAAAAARA/rY4ferZzCps/s1600-h/P5250010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0G-P9PFMI/AAAAAAAAARA/rY4ferZzCps/s320/P5250010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205324410815190210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group pic @ Raynard's grad party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIPJe47I/AAAAAAAAAP4/mb4XI3-43Xs/s1600-h/P5250001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIPJe47I/AAAAAAAAAP4/mb4XI3-43Xs/s320/P5250001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205322383373558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss my former publicity boss, Erin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIjTfyqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/048qPjZeRRg/s1600-h/P5250002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIjTfyqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/048qPjZeRRg/s320/P5250002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205322388784269986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Nina, two very awesome peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIwiQVqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/czv3hCXCDBU/s1600-h/P5250003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FIwiQVqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/czv3hCXCDBU/s320/P5250003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205322392335832738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ading, the camera's over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FJclfHJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XKfW81G1fTo/s1600-h/P5250004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FJclfHJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/XKfW81G1fTo/s320/P5250004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205322404160543890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see my former Northside neighbor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FJiLvnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/r-FRwz1aNLA/s1600-h/P5250005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0FJiLvnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/r-FRwz1aNLA/s320/P5250005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205322405663186450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lovely Kapwa ladies pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-1552191870931748046?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/1552191870931748046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=1552191870931748046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/1552191870931748046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/1552191870931748046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-good-to-see-old-friends-again.html' title='It was good to see old friends again.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/SD0IeQX8umI/AAAAAAAAARI/pZ6epOizxBM/s72-c/P5250011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8122414939389685245</id><published>2008-04-30T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:56:15.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On.</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, I worked my last day for the Bing Maloney Golf Complex.  Some people have told me that I shouldn't have quit yet, for I haven't found a new job, but I simply didn't want to work there anymore.  I got sick of cleaning golf carts and picking golf balls from the driving range for minimum wage; it simply wasn't worth it.  I also wanted to focus on finishing my spring semester at Sac State on a high note, and for now, I wanted my weekends to be free again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I received my $650 of tax returns a few weeks ago, so I'll be living off of that for now; hopefully, I'll obtain a new job before that money runs out, especially with the gas prices reaching $4 a gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't want to think about it, I keep wondering where I would be if I graduated from Cal.  Would I be working in an architecture or a graphic design firm?  Possibly.  I miss all of my friends that I've met in my few years as a Cal student, but I decided to follow my dream of becoming a graphic designer.  For the most part, I've put my past experience at Berkeley behind me, but I know that my experience here at Sac State hasn't been as memorable, but then again, this is only my first semester at Sac State, so it's unfair to analyze the two situations right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I went to the Natomas Racquet Club for an interview, and I felt confident after my interview ended.  The Natomas Racquet Club is a nice fitness center, and I really hope that they hire me soon, for their interview period ends tomorrow.  Now that I finally have some work experience under my belt, it should be easier for me to send my resume to potential employers in order to receive interviews.  I also need some motivation to work out, for I've been busy with work and school, and I just haven't had the time to get up and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to Borders in Elk Grove, and I purchased Shawn Michaels' autobiography.  For those of you that know me, I am a huge pro wrestling fan, and Shawn Michaels is my favorite wrestler.  In reading his story, Shawn was a person who had a bad reputation in the WWF/WWE locker room during the mid to late 90s, but was able to overcome many of those demons in order to become a changed, Born Again Christian man.  In the current WWE storylines, Shawn Michaels was the man that ended the "Nature Boy" Ric Flair's career at WrestleMania by defeating him in an epic and memorable match that I will surely watch many times when I'll purchase the WrestleMania 24 DVD.  In reality, Ric Flair made the decision to retire as an in-ring performer many months ago, and although wrestling fans around the world will miss seeing the "Nature Boy" in action, Flair will be remembered by many as the greatest professional wrestler to ever step into the squared circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll ever be as famous as Ric Flair, but I know that the Bing Maloney Golf Complex will be fine without me (many of my former co-workers didn't want to see me leave), and I know that the Pilipino Organizations at Berkeley continue to enrich and empower Pilipino students.  I know that I'll eventually earn my college degree in Graphic Design, and from that point, I will move on to bigger and better things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8122414939389685245?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8122414939389685245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8122414939389685245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8122414939389685245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8122414939389685245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/04/moving-on.html' title='Moving On.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2805723350979900719</id><published>2008-04-16T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T03:15:48.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies.</title><content type='html'>I didn't even realize that I've had this blog for about a year and a month now.  Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2805723350979900719?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2805723350979900719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2805723350979900719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2805723350979900719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2805723350979900719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-5785508664791795935</id><published>2008-02-20T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:55:59.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the birthday greetings, y'all.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I didn't think I would receive a lot of birthday greetings, especially from people I haven't heard from in a while. I know Facebook played a huge role, for Facebook is the resource for our friends' birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really grateful for all of the birthday greetings I received yesterday, for the folks who stopped by to celebrate my early birthday on Saturday night/early Sunday morning, and for having dinner with my family at Shari's last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I reached a low point in my life in which I really began to doubt myself. I've told some of my friends about my situation last year, and I was happy to know that I was able to confide in them to reveal such a shocking secret of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just receiving all of those birthday messages from the folks I love made me realize that I've got some awesome friends and a loving family. Because of your support, I've been inspired to work towards becoming a graphic designer, started producing hip-hop beats for fun, and simply living the good life in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I want to thank the Lord for blessing me with my family and friends, and for showing me that there's always hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-5785508664791795935?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/5785508664791795935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=5785508664791795935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/5785508664791795935'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I woke up yesterday morning, I started coughing a few times, and I felt a little bit sick.  I checked my temperature, and it was 96.1.  I was relieved because two of my good friends planned to visit me later in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are the highlights of yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I watched Family Guy: Blue Harvest with my brothers Andrew and Edward, and my cousin Tim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My ading Rachen May and my good friend Raynard visiting to sing karaoke songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Kings winning in Detroit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My knee feeling a lot better than it did on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seeing my brother Stephen in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news10.net/display_story.aspx?storyid=37504"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;News 10 report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  Click the video link in the article to see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, I hope my knee will be ok at work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-4737154515282911023?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/4737154515282911023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=4737154515282911023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/4737154515282911023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/4737154515282911023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-was-good-day.html' title='Yesterday was a good day.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2439583988041550675</id><published>2008-01-01T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:15:42.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007: A Year In Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If anyone happens to stumble upon this blog, I would like to wish you a Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I would just like to say that the year 2007 has been a roller coaster of emotional highs and lows for me.  That was definitely a very interesting chapter of my life, and I've definitely learned a lot during these past twelve months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To begin, I would like to define the moment that resulted in the most depressing part of my life: my decision to leave Berkeley in April due to the fact that I simply wasn't interested in architecture anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few months before I left Berkeley, I celebrated my 24th birthday with a large group of friends, and that was one of the best birthday celebrations I ever had.  Unfortunately, that event and all of the great times spent with my friends didn't inspire me to finish my studies at Cal, for I was so damn close to graduating.  Many people know that I want to become a graphic designer someday; that started out as a hobby for me, but through my involvement with Kapwa, PCN, and other organizations, in addition to my creative side projects, I believed that I could make a career with graphic design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I labored through my classes at Cal, I began to lose interest in the field of architecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My decision to leave Cal wasn't a spur of the moment thing.  It was something I thought about months before I left in April.  When I returned home for Spring Break, my mom asked me how I was doing in school, and I didn't answer her question for a few minutes, and she began to angrily wonder why I didn't answer her.  At that moment, I decided to reveal something to my mom that I didn't think I would ever tell her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I told my mom that I lost interest in architecture, and there were some moments when I thought about committing suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mom was definitely shocked to hear that from me.  I told her that I felt like I disappointed her and Dad, and I thought I was a failure because I wasn't doing well in school.  Through our tears, Mom told my brothers Edward and Stephen to remind me that I wasn't a failure.  I couldn't believe I had the courage to tell Mom about my ordeal.  Later that day, I decided that it was best for me to leave Berkeley and move back home to Sacramento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I moved back home, one of the first things I decided to do was look for a job.  I didn't want to sit on my ass at home and do nothing; I wanted to make money, but I also looked for a job in order to show my parents that I wasn't someone who simply mooched off of their hard work.  I constantly looked for job openings on Craigslist until I received two interviews.  The first interview took place at a small school, and it was for a morning day care position.  I thought my interview went well; I also received a tour of the school, but I failed to follow up with them, and I never heard from them again.  My second interview took place at a golf course, and it was for a position to work at their driving range.  That time, I was actually hired after the interview, then I received another follow up interview, and I received my first real pay position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On May 23, I started working at Bing Maloney Golf Complex, which is located about four minutes away from my house, and I primarily work with their golf carts (although I was hired to work at their driving range).  Due to my work at "The Bing", as management likes to call this place, I took an interest in playing golf.  For most of the summer, I worked full-time at Bing Maloney and played golf there.  I still work at Bing Maloney, but only on the weekends because of school, and I still play golf (even if it's the most difficult sport I've ever played).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over the summer, I decided that I would return to school in the Fall to take classes for Sac State's graphic design program, so I enrolled in a few classes at Cosumnes River College (a.k.a. CRC).  My favorite class was my Beginning Photography class, for I enjoyed taking pictures with an old Canon SLR film camera, and developing pictures was an interesting process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hopefully, I would like to start taking classes at Sac State, but I only applied about a month ago, so I'll have to follow up with admissions to see if I can enroll in classes.  Otherwise, I might have to take a few more prereqs at CRC again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's so much more about this year that I would like to write about, but I don't want to bore anyone who reads this (if I have any readers...haha), but I'm looking forward to what 2008 will bring for me.  In regards to how I'm doing, I'm definitely feeling much better than I did in April.  I'll return to school in a few weeks, and I've already been thinking about looking for a new job, so I'll have to enjoy what's left of my winter break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's time to close the chapter of 2007; 2008, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In less than two months (February 19), I'll be 25 years old.  That's freakin' crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2439583988041550675?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2439583988041550675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2439583988041550675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2439583988041550675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2439583988041550675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-year-in-review.html' title='2007: A Year In Review'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-90921985963335171</id><published>2007-10-01T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:07:48.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seriously.  What happened to my drive and determination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't I started to live harder, better, faster, stronger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-90921985963335171?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/90921985963335171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=90921985963335171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/90921985963335171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/90921985963335171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-hell-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What the hell is wrong with me?'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2689830363448993572</id><published>2007-09-05T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:22:11.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>A Summer of Pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rt-XKuQJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EHTZOgb3NJg/s1600-h/P5260329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rt-XKuQJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EHTZOgb3NJg/s320/P5260329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106966712931708338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My Parents celebrated their 25th Wedding Anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrlyh0QQjwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1zNCSwJZirQ/s1600-h/P6260348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrlyh0QQjwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1zNCSwJZirQ/s320/P6260348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096230378634514178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My first time playing golf at the Bing Maloney (where I work) Executive 9-Hole Course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrly8UQQjxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VCtp4MwG5DQ/s1600-h/P5200287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrly8UQQjxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VCtp4MwG5DQ/s320/P5200287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096230833901047570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reunited with my second cousin Melissa (who's from Pittsburg) after many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/RrlzuUQQjyI/AAAAAAAAAII/2YMcKgplojc/s1600-h/hard+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/RrlzuUQQjyI/AAAAAAAAAII/2YMcKgplojc/s320/hard+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096231692894506786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The gang is back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl0W0QQjzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-ThtENx10gM/s1600-h/P6260354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl0W0QQjzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-ThtENx10gM/s320/P6260354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096232388679208754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My youngest brothers Stephen (left) and Edward (right) celebrated their 18th and 20th birthdays, respectively, in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl1VkQQj0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QfmWPRznxqI/s1600-h/P7230378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl1VkQQj0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QfmWPRznxqI/s320/P7230378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096233466716000066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The first (and certainly not the last) pro wrestling event I attended: WWE Monday Night Raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl19UQQj1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/yeS0KQzPRRg/s1600-h/P7310483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl19UQQj1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/yeS0KQzPRRg/s320/P7310483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096234149615800146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Another friendly reunion in Sac Town: lunch at BJ's Restaurant &amp;amp; Brewhouse (in Elk Grove) with Felicia and my brother Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl4wUQQj3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_eM3A7PH2Cg/s1600-h/_MG_5975.300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl4wUQQj3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_eM3A7PH2Cg/s320/_MG_5975.300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096237224812384114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I bought Common's new album, "Finding Forever," from Circuit City, and I received access to exclusive pics of Common; here's one of the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl2hEQQj2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wjoyWDDuY_0/s1600-h/P8040520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rrl2hEQQj2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wjoyWDDuY_0/s320/P8040520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096234763796123490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A Celebration of Andrew's 23rd Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/11/Macbook_white_redjar_20060603.jpg/683px-Macbook_white_redjar_20060603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/11/Macbook_white_redjar_20060603.jpg/683px-Macbook_white_redjar_20060603.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My new baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a sample of my summer.  More to come soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2689830363448993572?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2689830363448993572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2689830363448993572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2689830363448993572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2689830363448993572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-of-pictures.html' title='A Summer of Pictures.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/Rt-XKuQJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EHTZOgb3NJg/s72-c/P5260329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8657140292390983651</id><published>2007-07-09T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:16:17.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Plans &amp; Goals (Update).</title><content type='html'>&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's a short list of what I want to accomplish this summer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="verdana"&gt;&lt;ul id=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buy a Macbook (I must stop spending my money on various things).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Play my first round of golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Play Golf. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lose weight (I should stop drinking lots of soda @ work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Catch up with friends (In Progress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Return to the Bay Area (a long shot, but we'll see).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Record more rap songs and spoken word pieces (for fun, of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prepare myself for my return to school in the Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have fun! (In Progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8657140292390983651?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8657140292390983651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8657140292390983651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8657140292390983651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8657140292390983651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-plans-goals-update.html' title='Summer Plans &amp; Goals (Update).'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8556971840500605773</id><published>2007-06-20T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:10:14.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Plans &amp; Goals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's a short list of what I want to accomplish this summer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul id=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buy a Macbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Play my first round of golf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Catch up with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Return to the Bay Area (a long shot, but we'll see).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Record more rap songs and spoken word pieces (for fun, of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prepare myself for my return to school in the Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8556971840500605773?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8556971840500605773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8556971840500605773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8556971840500605773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8556971840500605773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-plans-goals.html' title='Summer Plans &amp; Goals.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8646149394526989081</id><published>2007-06-03T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:14:53.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My past returns to bite me in the ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few days ago, I received a fortune cookie with this message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote face="verdana" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You will be reunited with old friends before the month is out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Man, I miss all of my friends I left behind in the Bay Area.  The pressure of dealing with some past mistakes of mine is catching up to me.  I want to talk to a friend face-to-face to vent all of my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm starting to have some certain thoughts again, but I can't let those certain thoughts consume me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8646149394526989081?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8646149394526989081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8646149394526989081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8646149394526989081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8646149394526989081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-past-returns-to-bite-me-in-ass.html' title='My past returns to bite me in the ass.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-5739091624777908812</id><published>2007-05-24T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:48:59.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I work hard for the money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I started my first day of work at Bing Maloney Golf Course, which is a golf course located 5 minutes away from my house. Today, I had people sign up to use golf carts, cleaned the golf carts, and drove those carts to a storage barn (that was the fun part).  Plus, I received a cool collared t-shirt designed by Nike Golf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do I like the job? Yeah, it's cool, but right now, I wonder if I would be doing this if I graduated last fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I shouldn't dwell on what could have happened, for I screwed up, and now I have to live with my past mistakes and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully I'll just work with the golf carts, for it's a really chill job. However, I'm not sure if I want to work late hours at the driving range.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-5739091624777908812?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/5739091624777908812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=5739091624777908812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/5739091624777908812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/5739091624777908812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-work-hard-for-money.html' title='I work hard for the money.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-5565218138680249828</id><published>2007-05-16T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T13:35:14.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was fun ghost riding the Warriors bandwagon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Although it's sad to see the Warriors fall to the Jazz tonight, this unbelievable playoff run wasn't a failure. By disposing of the Mavericks in the first round, and playing an exciting series with the Jazz in the second round, the Warriors became the darlings of the NBA Playoffs. Baron Davis re-established himself as one of the elite point guards in the game, Jason Richardson and Stephen Jackson had some amazing games, and Matt Barnes (a.k.a. "Sac Town's Finest") will be entertaining offers from many teams in the offseason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Congratulations to the Utah Jazz, especially to Derek Fisher, for he's gone through a lot of adversity with the health of his baby daughter. He's definitely the heart and soul of the Jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I want the Suns to beat the Spurs, but if the Spurs make it to the Western Conference Finals, then I'll be rooting for the Jazz to return to the NBA Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now I can wait to see what the Kings will do this offseason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank you, Warriors, for one hell of a playoff run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-5565218138680249828?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/5565218138680249828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=5565218138680249828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/5565218138680249828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/5565218138680249828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-was-fun-ghost-riding-warriors.html' title='It was fun ghost riding the Warriors bandwagon.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2511499970993365136</id><published>2007-05-11T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:18:42.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts #2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Big ups to my friends who are graduating soon!  I'm proud of y'all, especially my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachen May&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a related note, congrats to my friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camille&lt;/span&gt; for entering Teach for America and an internship in London, England, respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sore from swinging in a driving range, and playing basketball and tennis with my brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UC Davis' PCN&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday, and it was cool, but it wasn't the best PCN I've ever seen.  The best part of the show was a long dance number called "Chip-Chop", a fusion of hip-hop dance and the Cha-Cha.  My youngest brother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen&lt;/span&gt; was a part of the show, and he did well every time I saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mentioned this before, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss my friends in the Bay Area and SoCal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christina&lt;/span&gt;, I really appreciated the long talk we had a few days ago.  I'm glad we were able to talk about the struggles we're both going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hands down, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warriors fans&lt;/span&gt; are the best in the NBA.  Us Kings fans used to be the best in the NBA (although we've had consecutive sellouts for a long time), but the Kings these days leave a lot to be desired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baron Davis&lt;/span&gt; throwing down a tomahawk dunk on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrei Kirilenko&lt;/span&gt;...filthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edge&lt;/span&gt; winning the World Heavyweight Championship on SmackDown will give this brand a much needed shot in the arm, especially since the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Undertaker&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Kennedy&lt;/span&gt; will be out of action with serious injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Felicia,&lt;/span&gt; I definitely miss you and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapwa&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm sorry I just left Kapwa hanging with my sudden and unexpected departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;, I'm gonna miss you, bro, and in the 2 short years I've known you, I thank you for all of the car rides, Kapwa tech stuff, wrestling talk, and showing me how to play Munchkin.  I definitely wish you well in your future endeavors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, I randomly browsed through the "Free Movies" section of Comcast's "On Demand" channel, and I found an excellent documentary called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freestyle: The Art of Rhyme&lt;/span&gt;.  Hip-Hop heads, check it out, if you haven't already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look out for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MySpace music page&lt;/span&gt; from me.  The first song I plan to upload to that page is a track I call "Whack Freestyle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sac State&lt;/span&gt;, here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you luckily find this blog and want to hear from me, contact me.  I prefer to talk to you (if you have my cell number), but it's ok to contact me through Facebook, MySpace, or email as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2511499970993365136?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2511499970993365136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2511499970993365136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2511499970993365136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2511499970993365136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-thoughts-2.html' title='Random Thoughts #2.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-4523723159081322025</id><published>2007-04-24T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:19:24.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fast food slows me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freedom Writers is now one of my favorite movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It felt good to play basketball, soccer, and tennis with Andrew and Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you, Paul, and thank you, Grace, for listening to me, giving me advice, and lifting my spirits up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Felicia, I'm sorry that I'm playing phone tag with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ading Rachen May, I can't wait to see you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of these days, I'll find time to watch Heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to try the Life Savers flavored sherbet that Andrew bought from Bel-Air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shawn Michaels vs. John Cena was one of the best matches I've ever seen on Monday Night Raw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want Tracy McGrady and the Houston Rockets to beat the Utah Jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my friends in the Bay Area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm listening to the instrumental for Naughty by Nature's hit song "Hip Hop Hooray" as I'm typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go Warriors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-4523723159081322025?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/4523723159081322025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=4523723159081322025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/4523723159081322025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/4523723159081322025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8439991126629316983</id><published>2007-04-19T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:22:12.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia Tech is in my prayers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/RictPhEZ98I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ycB842UrlOU/s1600-h/VT_Cal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/RictPhEZ98I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ycB842UrlOU/s320/VT_Cal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055058851344807874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm one of the millions of people who have kept the Virginia Tech community in our prayers.  I simply ask that You continue to watch over the families and friends of the victims of this unfortunate tragedy.  I'm happy to know that You have helped millions of people around the world come together to support the VT community.  Although the healing process will take some time, I ask that you continue to strengthen the strong bond of VT so the VT community will lift their heads up to return to the joy of life that You have given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8439991126629316983?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8439991126629316983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8439991126629316983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/04/virginia-tech-is-in-my-prayers.html' title='Virginia Tech is in my prayers.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_svagrr_3EMI/RictPhEZ98I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ycB842UrlOU/s72-c/VT_Cal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8971946746112241037</id><published>2007-04-12T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:33:59.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Happy Slip makes me slip into happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I received a comment on my YouTube video titled "Happy Slip Tribute".  It was from Christine, the creator of all of the Happy Slip videos.  I couldn't believe that she actually watched the video and left a comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why thank you!! I just saw this now... Thanks for taking the time to make this tribute vid!! =D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~Christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine's comment made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the tribute video I made for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNwtcVy8i5k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNwtcVy8i5k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the URL to show y'all that Christine actually posted this comment:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNwtcVy8i5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, and you happen to stumble upon this blog, I've actually moved back home to Sacramento.  I won't post details on why I moved back home, but if you ask me personally, I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8971946746112241037?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8971946746112241037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8971946746112241037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8971946746112241037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8971946746112241037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-slip-makes-me-slip-into-happiness.html' title='Happy Slip makes me slip into happiness.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-8929401115596474523</id><published>2007-04-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:30:44.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my family and friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the last few weeks have been emotionally painful for me, I'm happy to know that I can always turn to my family and friends for their love and support.  Without my family and friends, I would be depressed right now.  I wish that my life would be better, but I know that there's always hope.  I've asked God on many occasions why I have to endure all of these trials and tribulations.  Is this what He wants me to experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll continue to ask God for guidance, for my life would be a mess right now if I don't do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's gonna be hard for me to tell some of my friends about my immediate plans, but I hope everything will be ok, and that I'll receive their support in this difficult time.  I've given my parents a lot of grief this past week; I just pray that I won't put them through all of my problems often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-8929401115596474523?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8929401115596474523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=8929401115596474523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8929401115596474523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/8929401115596474523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-family-and-friends.html' title='I love my family and friends.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-2300153287316566728</id><published>2007-03-29T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:32:23.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Gorgeous Ladies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, I've seen some commercials for a new body spray called RGX, which is made by Right Guard.  Their commercials feature a gorgeous woman named Rachel Specter.  She looks like a prettier version of Eva Green, the "Bond Girl" from the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/span&gt;.  I haven't been captivated by an actress in a commercial since Kristin Kreuk in her Neutrogena commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the RGX commercials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bt6s7EqSEr4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bt6s7EqSEr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2uLkE2u1f0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2uLkE2u1f0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aAs-GQaXj0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aAs-GQaXj0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm working on posting a tribute video for Christine, the woman behind the &lt;a href="http://www.happyslip.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Happy Slip&lt;/a&gt; videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of the tribute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s23.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid23.photobucket.com/albums/b393/aceedee/HappySlipTributePreview.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine simply makes me laugh and "peel" good about myself.  Even when her 15 minutes of fame ends, I'll continue to be a fan of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I buy RGX Body Spray? Maybe, but I'll stick with Axe for now.  Will I continue to watch Happy Slip videos?  You're damn right I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-2300153287316566728?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/2300153287316566728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=2300153287316566728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2300153287316566728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/2300153287316566728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/03/gorgeous-ladies.html' title='Gorgeous Ladies.'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-575245565336831489</id><published>2007-03-23T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:57:25.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did I return to Blogger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to one of my new Blogger sites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a Xanga blog, so why did I create two new Blogger blogs?  Well, my Xanga blog is used to update my friends on my life (or post some random thing that I found interesting).  I've also started to write a few spoken word and rap pieces.  From this point forward, if I write a new spoken word or rap piece, I'll post it &lt;a href="http://dabluebomber.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  So why did I choose Blogger to create new blogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I like Blogger's design.  There are some subtle things about Blogger's design that I prefer over Xanga.  Plus, I don't have to upgrade to a Premium account if I want to give my blog a facelift (i.e. performing some HTML modifications).  Second, I guess I just wanted another outlet for me to express my thoughts, ideas, rants, raves, and creative juice.  I'm a sucker for online communities, which means I have accounts for Friendster (which started the whole online community revolution, IMO, but I don't check this anymore), MySpace (which is the #1 online community now; I joined MySpace before it blew up into a global phenomenon), Facebook (which along with MySpace, I check every day), Xanga, YouTube (aka "YouChoob"), imeem, and Blogger.  Click on any of the links on the right to check out my presence within the World Wide Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, does this mean that I'll stop posting blogs on Xanga? Not now, for many of my friends update their lives on Xanga, but I will make that transition sometime soon.  I won't delete my Xanga account, but I'll probably start posting blogs here more often in the near future.  I've posted a few "Notes" on Facebook, but those can't be seen publicly, for you need a Facebook account to view them.  I also posted a few entries on MySpace, but I chose Xanga as my online journal.  Besides, their "kudos" are a blatant ripoff of Xanga's "eProps".  Soon, I'll make the switch from Xanga to Blogger as my online journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will I constantly change the design of my new blogs?  Probably, since I'm never fully satisfied with my designs.  The creative juices continue to flow within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To my Xanga homies, if you still want to receive updates from me, you can subscribe to this blog through an Atom feed.  The link should be below my blog entries.  I'll continue to read your entries, and I'll give some eProps and shout outs from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the beginning of a new chapter in my 24-year-old life?  Quite possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The journey is more important than the end or the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mike Shinoda, "Enth E Nd (In The End Remix)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-575245565336831489?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/575245565336831489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=575245565336831489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/575245565336831489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/575245565336831489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-did-i-return-to-blogger.html' title='Why did I return to Blogger?'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1039482593963463564.post-9073152664300022954</id><published>2007-03-19T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:02:10.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This will be another outlet for me to post some random thoughts and observations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1039482593963463564-9073152664300022954?l=aceedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/feeds/9073152664300022954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1039482593963463564&amp;postID=9073152664300022954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/9073152664300022954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1039482593963463564/posts/default/9073152664300022954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aceedee.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>acd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902228887041589670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/178/9/1205808/n1205808_39472669_4143.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
