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Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Yup, I'm still alive. I'm still going through my slump, and it's even worse now that my sister is off at college and I'm still sitting at home unemployed unable to find a job. The job market is especially tight right now for entry level positions, and I'm becoming more tensed as the days and weeks go by. I've sent out countless resumes but still no luck. What's a guy supposed to do to get a break eh?

So what have I been doing since I have no job still? Basically trying to keep myself busy with little projects here and there. Errands that need to be run, things that need to be fixed. And fun side projects that keep my mind stimulated in an otherwise bland existence.

I've also been thinking a lot about the duality of love. Love can mean so much, lift our spirits so high, and yet at the same time, it can also be the source of our greatest misery.

If I were to go through life giving up on all that I love, would that mean that I would also be giving up all possible situations that would cause me pain? Isn't that what Buddhism teaches anyway, to forgo desire and thus be content with life? And I wonder at the costs of such peace. 

But at the same time, I tell myself that I don't want a wife. I don't want kids. Because in the end, all that I love and hold dear will be taken away from me in one form or another, and so do I really want to set myself up for such a painful burden of goodbye?

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

He genuinely cared about the fans and as very gracious and humble in person.  And funny as hell...

My state of melancholy has been going on for quite some time now. And despite various pockets of excitement here and there, overall I feel very degenerated and despondent. Hence, the lack of updates. To be honest, a lot has happened to me lately and under normal circumstances, I would have found a slew of material to comment on, but whether it be through a lack of motivation or a through a weakened spirit, I feel like I have nothing important to say.

But there is something I've been meaning to write about...

A little more than a week ago, I attended Disney's ABC Premiere at the California Adventure Theme Park. It was a day where the stars from ABC's new Fall lineup would come out and mingle with the fans, taking pictures, and answering questions. 

For my part, I was extremely excited to see John Ritter, whom I've loved as a little boy growing up and watching his portrayal of Jack Tripper on Three's Company. I still watch that show. When I had cable, I would wake up at 3 in the morning just to catch the two episodes airing every night. I can't wait for the DVD! 

Despite the fact that Jennifer Garner, Al and Peggy Bundy, Breckin Meyer, The Bachelor, the cast of NYPD Blue, Michelle Kwan, and other such celebrities were on hand, in my mind, they were merely bonuses. My main purpose was to get a chance to finally meet one of my all time favorite actors. In fact, I came early just so that I could get a photo op with the man.

But to my surprise and disappointment, despite getting there early, people were already lined up like crazy. So there was no chance for me to get a one on one picture with him. He showed up to roaring crowds and mob applause and was hounded by so many adoring fans! I had thought the bigger shows like Alias or NYPD Blue, or even The Bachelor, would have garnered a bigger audience, but no, they all paled in comparison to how many people showed up to see John Ritter and the cast of 8 Simple Rules.

And though many of the actors that weekend looked like they were forced to be there, or as if it were just a job, John thoroughly looked like he was enjoying himself. He took time to greet the fans and shake their hands. He even signed autographs, which wasn't allowed by Disney so that more picture time would be available. If it weren't for the escorts leading him away, he might have stayed and talked to each and every fan there!

I was ecstatic after meeting him and shaking his hand. See that picture above with the hands? Those are my hands! He came right up to where I was standing and shook all the crowds there. 

Needless to say, the morning that he passed away, I was woken up by several phone calls. Everyone in my family knows how much of a fan of his I've been. And not just Three's Company and Three's A Crowd either. I saw his movies like Problem Child. I've seen his TV movies like The Dreamer of Oz and It. I even watched his other shows from Hooperman to Hearts Afire and now 8 Simple Rules. When I found out, I was saddened at the loss, and in shock and awe after seeing him just days before. 

The one-hour tribute special John Ritter: Life of Laughter which played last night scored the number one rating with an estimated 14 million viewers, a testament to his huge fan base.  While it aired, I was glued in front of the TV set, tears swelling up in my eyes as his friends and fellow cast members recounted on the man that so many loved.

For some reason, I thought of my Dad at that moment.  I remembered when he died, and I was still only 10, I didn't cry for weeks.  Then all of a sudden, one night, for no reason, I broke out and cried all night.  No one, not even my mom or my aunts or uncles, could stop my tears that night.  It just all came out like a floodgate.  I guess it's because when I was small, I would watch Three's Company with my Dad, laughing at all the silly antics going on.  It didn't matter that I was too young to understand all the sexual innuendo, all that mattered was that he was fun to watch.  So in a way, another connection to my Dad has been lost.  And that just makes it all the more sad. 
I made this image tonight to pay respect to the man I grew up watching.

During the tribute to John, Katey Sagal said through teary eyes that John wouldn't have wanted us to be sad for very long.  That line brings a smile to my face, thinking of the man that brought so much laughter to all those who watched him.  Bumbling but loveable is what the Associated Press called his characters.  To me, he was just a great actor and a lovable man.  And he will be sorely missed.
Tuesday, September 9, 2003
A lot has been going on my life recently that has reminded me about the cruelties of life. Everything is dual in nature, and the dichotomy that is forever prevalent is taken for granted. For all those people out there who believe in love at first sight, they must also realize there is such a thing as hate at first sight. Against true love, there will always be undying hatred.

My extended family has been going through some rather personal troubles, and it tears me to see those that I love affected in such a way. When I look at the pain and suffering, it makes all my troubles seem so insignificant and pale in comparison. I remember back in high school, when all the drama seemed like the biggest thing in the world. How far do you go to forgive someone? When you say you give up, have you really if your heart is still affected when you see them? Or talk about them?

Thursday, September 4, 2003
I'm feeling very melancholic at the moment. I can't place my finger on the exact source of my depression, but I know that every once in a while, my emotions seem to get the better of me as I sit here in my gloomy room and my spirits begin to fall. I'm always a spotter for others... where's my spotter???

Maybe it's the choice of music I've been listening to lately. I'm still listening to Lie To Me. A lot of Trish as usual; Nhu Quynh and Minh Tuyet too. And some Mandy Moore, Daniel Bedingfield, and BBMak. A lot of MCAT girl songs. But I also found a collection of old Chinese songs that I used to listen to during my childhood. Maybe that's it. To be reliving my youth and recollecting on the brightness with which I viewed my life and comparing it where I am today seems very disappointing. 

Don't get me wrong, my life has turned out considerably well. It's just not where I pictured myself as a kid. There's a beautiful quote from The Rescue... Youth offers the promise of happiness, but life offers the realities of grief.

When I think back on my life and growing up, it would have been so easy for me to stray and gone down the wrong path. I had friends that smoked in the fourth grade. I knew people that did drugs. Drinking was also a problem around me. Not to mention gambling and stealing. I've had friends in trouble with the law and policemen coming to my door. And I've had to deal with so many family issues, the pressures and the pains, and have had to cope with death and the crashing loss of innocence at such a young age. Yet through it all, or maybe because of it all, I've become the person I am today. 

I like to think I'm a decent person. Out of al the comments directed towards my intelligence or resourcefulness, I always find those that call me nice and sweet to be the most gratifying. Nice guys may end up last, but I'd rather be alone and broke than be who I'm not.

It's especially depressing when I look at people and see such hatred and anger at times. I see kids being in a rush to grow up, and I see adults who've forgotten what it's like to be a child. That's what's wrong with the world. People focus on the wrong things and forget what's important. 

Tuesday, September 2, 2003

M sent me this comic that I found so true of so many of the girls I've known in the pass. I've observed that a girl will never break up with a guy unless there's someone waiting to pick them up. They may deny and lie, or say that they need time for themselves, but every girl I've ever been friends with has always had an external guy influencing the breakup.

I had a friend once who had a jerk for a boyfriend. They guy was no good for her, and was no where near considerate. Why, for her birthday, I was the one left planning everything. I even let him take the credit! But despite it all, she wouldn't leave the guy. Until a better guy came along. She may have broken up with her boyfriend first, thereby technically not cheat on him, but still, the point is there's a guy waiting in the wing.

You may say so what, who cares if the boyfriend was a jerk right? The thing it, it happens to nice guys too. Both my ex's cheated on me. My first girlfriend twice, even after I forgave her. Yes I'm still bitter! LOL, actually, I've learned to be more wary and not so idealistically romantic all the time.

What's screwy is the girls who just date knowing that nothing will come of it. I remember hearing somewhere that a girl will know in the first 10 minutes if she's attracted to a guy or not. So why all the mind games?

I had a friend, let's call her B. She dated my cousin for 2 years, but when they broke up, she admitted that deep down, she always saw herself marrying some other guy that she's known since high school. What gives? But then again, this is the girl who had to stop and think when asked the question, "Would you date a guy because of his car."

So many shallow and superficial people in this world. And you wonder why I'm still single? *Sigh* I miss MCAT Girl.

Have I written about this before? I find that my brain is dwindling now that I'm out of school. I swear, I'll be famous one day as the first person to get Alzheimer's at the age of 26!

Monday, September 1, 2003
Can you believe I started this site 2 years ago? Who would have thought that I would have so much to write about? And what amazes me is that there are people out there who actually find what I have to say interesting!

Well, another month, a new column of thoughts. My page has been hit recently with so many requests for Trish, Jacqueline, Yen, and Orchid lately that I hope people remember to read in the archives last month to find what they're looking for!

I was rereading The Notebook today when I stumbled on a quote that I missed the first time around. Looking back on her initial reluctance to accept her feelings of love towards her future husband, she recollects and remarks "Who was I to question a love that rode on shooting stars and roared like crashing waves? For that is what it was between us then and that is what it is today." I sigh when I read things like that. I tell myself that I don't want to be cynical and that I still have faith in love and the whole notion of loving someone for your entire life and being the better man for it, but in this day and age, I think I'm just a dreamer and not a realist. Not many girls out there are even worthy of such an ideal anymore, or even share such an ideal anymore... well, except one.

I've always been there for people when they have relationship problems, lending my ear and a shoulder to cry on. Maybe it's because I'm older, or because I've been through what they're going through now. But who am I supposed to turn to when I feel weak? Who's going to listen to my cries of angst and not think me the complete fool? I guess that's what this site is for.

I was thinking today, it's funny sometimes how inconsiderate some people can be. What ever happened to treating others as you would be treated? A simple thank you here, a please there. Or just stopping and listening instead of babbling on inanely, impervious to the persons around you, and interrupting others in mid-speech? I find that there are those out there that genuinely want to help people, and then there are those that seek to take advantage of that generosity. It's sad what this world has become.

I hope everybody had a pleasant Labor Day!