PCN, Davis

This past Saturday me and the poet fams headed out to Davis, CA to support our homie Diane in a play she was in. I won't forget to mention Melissa Mendoza, another high school friend who was also in the performance. Anyways me and my sisters traveled to the far reaches of California in the beaming ass sun. We made a giant giant mistake about deciding to eat in the middle of no where when we got hungry enough. Anyways we found ourselves in an unknown city, come to find out it was Fairfield. We stopped for a bite to eat at this one spot with the most original name in restaurant history: "MEXICAN FOOD" haha wow....


Well.... i did it again... i can't ever take a good food picture without having a bite of it 1st... (fucking idiot)

After the fiesta was over we hit the road again. I wish i could i gotten a picture of my sisters head falling asleep then falling forward because of gravity then waking up again. I was laughing hysterically in my mind. But soon enough we made it to Davis and when we got to the site the performance was at.... let me tell ya... it was like little Manilla, i swear.... and they all acted like they haven't seen 2 Polynesian people before! Well as for me i'm a Filipino impersonator, shit i probably fooled all of them with the brown bohemith that covered my once light skin'ed complextion. (YES LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I USED TO BE LIGHT SKIN'ed, CHECK THE THIGHS, AND NO I'M NOT FILIPINO, I AM AND ALWAYS WILL BE VIETNAMESE!!) no offense to the Filipinos out there! I love you guys. Now i know why that called it PCN (Philipino Culture Night) We totally felt out of place though. Anyways, Diane met us outside for a chat chat. She played the role of a nurse who falls in love with the doctor. :) aww (i dig the hair diane)

Random pics of my homies



It was a lot cooler once we got inside, but it felt like we were the minorities in this place seeing as hardly anyone sat next to us.



See what i mean... Can't believe it. Any who the show begins after a long wait and this play was very.... interesting. i enjoyed a lot of it and some parts the could have left out (Guys in diaper like sashes) but the culture is beautiful. But the play was about Filipino WWII Vets and hella (really, HELLA) Flash backs of how & why they got into the war. Diane was the best actor in the whole play hands down. (BAIS)










Melissa "Why don't you take a picture of this, you took a picture of all the other skits"
Charles (in my head) "-__-"


Missa totally killed this part. (BAIS) She is the best dancer hands down.

The play was great, The Almuni was annoying, and Diane and Missa are room mates! The two of them killed it and i'm proud of em. Good job ladies. ONCE AGAIN THOUGH, I'M AM NOT FILIPINO! MUST I WRITE A POEM ABOUT MY BROWN SKIN?

Smiley face Thursday!

:) Today was all smiles. Sorry i don't update my blog as much as i'm suppose to but today was a blog-able day, because i got to spend it with some of the great women in my life, SOME. :) Anyways i started out my day with my homie, Margarette. Since we kicked it Tuesday morning and i payed for the whole breakfast she insisted we do it again but vice versa. I kindly accepted seeing as how i'm a sucker for food plus i didn't want to go back and forth saying "Oh no its okay i'll pay" (when i know damn well i wanna accept all the free shit people give me) So we headed over to the sunny ass city of Burlingame to eat at this spot called Stack's. and like i've said before i suck at taking pics of my glorious food before i take a bite. Anywho i ordered the All Meat Omlet and Marggie grabbed a plate of who knows what, all i know is that it was beautiful. We also shared some (WHAT THE) French Toast. Take a peep at the dishes in HD:
All Meat Omlet

Margarette's Artful food(forgot the name)

FRENCH Mu' FUDGIN TOAST! (count it 6 slices, and apparently Margarette's definition of "Sharing" is taking one slice and leaving me with the other 5, -_- )

Nature at its BEST, Okay so its only natural to want to try the other persons food. So we asked if we want a bite of each others food. I accepted, she declined. (doesn't like sour cream) I took a bite of her food and Oh My LORD.... The creamy-ness was too intense.... it felt like a slug was sliding down my throat.... Anyways heres some more HD pics of my plate cleaning skills A.K.A. Charles is a fat tub of lard that will eat your finger if it was on a bun.

She had to box hers because she is.. WEAKSAUCE FOO!!!

Yes i did finish all 5 slices of French Toast and my All Meat Omlet:

After this gargantuan breakfast i had to head over to CSM the site of my learning, to learn. Margarette took the travel also seeing as it was close and i didn't want to be late. So i took Marggie into the place i love to hang out when i'm bored as fuck at boring as CSM, The science lab. Mac computers availible:



After my photoshoot i headed to class with Charbeezzy and i guess not going to class for a while takes its toll seeing as how my teacher asked me and Char "Are you two registered in this class?" but we were backed up by Charlene's boyfriend in the class, some guy who likes her. Hahaha its funny. But all laughs aside this class was boring/disgusting. Learning about STD's is fine, okay i get it but the pictures of STD's in advance stages is a throw up waiting to happen. Good thing class went by fast because the breakfast was still kicking my ass. I proceeded to my car with the young Marggie accompanied by her friends (Margarette knows everyone) and i dropped my homie off at home in DC. Next stop i headed to my sister's house where the homie Deanna was kickin it with the poetry fams. Haven't see Deanna since them high school days, well actually.... she brought an army of filipinos into Red Robin one time but still its been a while. It was a koo kick it, just chilled and talked about poetry. yaaaaaaaaknowww the usual.... We also messed around with the picture game:
Deanna with Melissa's lazy bum ass new dog Cereal:









We tried leaving Diane Alvitez our homie that lives across the way a facebook video comment but shit was acting up!



Heres a video to sum up our, Supreme-ness, Hollllllllllla!!!

New Skin.

After my showers my skin get all prunnie and soft, this is the perfect time to cut the skin from my big toe blister off since it was bothering me when i walk. Anyways my new skin under won't hurt because it's been exposed to harsh reality for a couple of days now.



Out with the old and in with the new

This is the kinda stuff i have to endure when playing any kind of sport. It ain't easy but it ain't hard either. No pain no game.

Track&Field. (Thursday)

As some of you may know i'm not only a student/poet/Host/Server/Vietnamese guy trying to impersonate Filipinos but i'm also a Track & Field coach at El Camino High. This past Thursday we visited Woodside High School for a duel meet with Woodside&Aragon. I have fond memories on this field seeing as how this is where i got my first rushing touchdown ever.

These are my young guns, the future of El Camino Track:

And these are my Varsity Boys getting burned, i love em to death but if you're slow... you're slow...

Wish i had one more year, don't we all tho?

StoryTellers. (Wednesday)

Wednesday was my boy, Sean's birthday. I feel like an idiot because i completely forgot but i don't feel completely idiotic seeing as how i didn't even know the day of the week or the month. Actually... thats pretty moronic also so i guess i'm a stupid idiot still. Any who, after my meeting with the Red Robin homies i headed over to Sean's house to chill with the kid for his birthday. Let me tell you something every time i head over to this spot, everyone has stories to tell. They're the masters over here. It's like VH1's best week ever but live and the stories are mostly comical which provides the laughs and goodtimes. I took some candits to let you know wsup:



Crowd around and Listen.

The Youngins of RedRobin SB. (Wednesday)

Work. I work as a Host/Server at the Red Robin in San Bruno, CA. I've been there for a year now and many faces have come in and out of the restaurant but my current Hospo team is filled with young cool kids and with the change of management in our department, they had a little get together to discuss the changes and have a good time, sort of a "bonding" experience if i should say.
So last Wednesday i went into work for the meeting and it was basically all play with lots of old candy from Easter they were trying to get rid of. We went to the pizza place next to Starbucks (i forget the name) to grab some food.






My boy Berto
I'll admit, i suck at taking pics of my food before eating but this is the best i could do since all of us inhales our pizzas through our pores.

Try mixing your drinks, since i'm not a big alcoholic of caffeine anymore i resorted to drinking sprite, 7-up, and all that which gets tiring after a while so what i do to evade the fresh crisp taste of those drinks are that i mix them with weird ass drinks that no one ever gets such as: Hi-C, Lemonade, and such. This here is Pink lemonade/Sprite hench the color:

Swine Flu Killer:
Just kidding, just keep yourself sanitary!

After the long pizza paloza we headed up the street to Baskin Robins for some dessert since it was 31 cents a scoup that night and let me tell ya.... it was shitty cold but the damn people can still eat some fucking ice cream.

I hit up 3 scoups: Cookies N Cream, Pralins N Cream, and the Resse Peanut butter Cup.



Cool Kids.