To everyone that still reads this:
Happy Turkey day! May your day be blessed w/ good grub an' good fun.

In an effort to stop bein' negative an' go thru life happy I'm gonna try to put behind recent events, mainly the event(s) that put me into a state of depression everytime I think 'bout them, behind me an' move on.

I've got some closure done hopefully an' I can now focus on gettin' my life in order an' focusin' on my priorities at the moment:
1)School
2) Finances
3)Family

But yea, expect a return normalcy.
For now though, something not depressing...

The Random Quote:
"You know what I like about you? My arms." - Good fun courtesy of these crazy guys from the uk.

In general, life sucks.
There are only a few aspects of my life that I'm truly happy w/ at this moment.
Wish I didn't have to deal w/ anything else.

Things on my mind as of late an topics for future posts:
-Closure
-Confidence
-Too many friends
-Time Management
-Finances
-Freshmen/Drivers
-Spam
-Reggie's Laws (as opposed to Newton's)

Think that's all of 'em.
For all the people that've been adding' hits to my counter, thanks for the attention. You'll finally have new content over the next few days.

The Random Quote:
"Freshmen, the source of all the world's problems"

Been MIA as of late from the online world.
Looong post detailing why an' other things coming your way in the next few days.
Major brain farts' preventing me from giving you said looong post tonight.

The Random Quote:
"Ackem Ackem Ackem" - The Critic

Don't worry, still here.

The Random Quote:
"This game's in the refrigerator, the door is closed, the light's out, the eggs are cooling, the butter's getting hard, an' the Jell-OOO is jigglin!!!" - Chick Hearn 1917-2002

What's wrong you ask?
Well...

Physically: Threw out my back this morning, found a white hair yesterday an' a few weeks back a white nose hair.
Good Fun.

Emotionally: I don't know. Still in the process of self-evaluation. Something's buggin' me, I just can't pinpoint what it is in my frequently fast-paced, random life.

The Random Quote:
"Look w/ your eyes, not with your mouth." -Restituto "Dad" Mose

Umm.... yea.

Got alot of hits on my Online Journal Thingy the past week an' nothin' for them.
...
My bad.

Think I've found a new hobby in eating. I'm always hungry as of late

The Random Quote:
"The friend that can be bought is not worth buying." -Anonymous

Hey YOU happy birthday!!!
Too bad you're sick because of natural causes today. Maybe next year when I can legally buy alcohol? ;D
[Ed. Note: There are WAY too many b-days in July.]

So yea, I was sitting in the "boyfriend chair" at Nordstroms this past saturday while shopping w/ my loved one when I got hit by a revelation:

Girls clothes are so friggin' cheap!

Grr... Argh...
On avg. girls clothes're at least 50% cheaper than guys. Sorta got teary-eyed when I saw a sale item for $9.95. Avg. guy sales price: $19.95 each (we have to buy them in bulk)
It's not fair.

Well, at least I know why some of you always complain 'bout havin' too many clothes.

[fanfare]
I've got a counter now to help pump up my ego after I realize how many of you visit my lil' page on the net.
Then it deflates when I realize I'm half the hits. =P

The Random Quote:
"Ow!" -The guy that walked into the bar.

Just imagine me singin' in my smooth, laid back, Reggie kinda way =P

Happy birthday to YOU
Happy birthday to YOU
Happy birthday my lady (draw it out real sexy)
Happy birthday to YOU

And now, the filipino remix. Feel free to join in w/ me. Just add in the fobbish accent.

Happy birthday to YOU [WOO!]
Happy birthday to YOU [WOO!]
Happy birthday dear Sandee [WOO!]
Happy birthday to YOU [WOO! x some #]

There are actually alot of ways to remix this classic. My aunt has the compilation tape of said classic. Spent the ENTIRE B-day party for my cousin listenin' to that tape.
The polka remake, good fun.

Fun random question to ask your friends:
"Have you ever walked around your house butt nekkid because you thought no one else was home but than someone is and than you feel really akward?"
The number of "I feel ya" or lines along that you'll receive from people is pretty surprising.
It's the mental image that'll really get you though.

*New feature*
The Random Quote:
"I often quote myself, it adds spice to the conversation." -Somebody

FOOD
Yup. Today's topic is food. Because we need to go grocery shopping an' bein' Reggie, I think 'bout food 24/7.

Funnel cake- Picked some up at the Del Mar Fair (it will ALWAYS be the Del Mar Fair to me) last week, been thinkin' 'bout it daily. Powdered sugar, whipped cream, an' strawberries. Nummy.
People (including myself) willing to drop $4+ on these tasty lil' suckers. I like to think because they put some kind of drug in it. How else would you explain my lil' obsession w/ it the past few days? The waking in cold sweats late at night, seein' it whereever I go, hearin' it in every single conversation I hold w/ people (mainly because I talk 'bout it first).

Churros- Mmm... churros. The low availability rate attributes to it's high demand on my behalf. Guess the cinnamon twists'll have to do as a cheap substitute.

Emeril- "BAM!" "Gotta pick it up a notch"

Good fun. Much like...

Iron Chef- "Kasui san!" Wish I could cook like that. Inspired me to try mixing things. Like: banana an' tomato sauce. Try it, it's pretty good.

Balut- Today's featured food in Fear Factor. Basically the Phillipines version of escargot i.e. delicacy that most people will never venture to try. Unborn duck inside an egg. That's balut. Imagine if people used that instead of the conventional egg when they egged your house. Personally, I think it's pretty good.

Guess that's it for now.
EVERY single conversation I've had on AIM tonight shifted to food somehow. Most of 'em decided to grab a snack. I'm deciding to follow the masses for now.

One last thing...
Hey YOU. My bad. Hand me a straw because I suck. I feel sad that I wasn't able to make it out tonight. Nothin' like wakin' up from a powernap to find your car "borrowed" to "go to the store." Hope your day went really well an' that you don't have a hangover when you wake up.

My apologies to anyone I've neglected over the past few week. I'm sorry, things have been pretty hectic for me an' when I receive downtime, I don't take full advantage of it.
One problem w/ knowing so many people is that I can't make time for all of 'em. I WILL get to you.

Please believe me.
Let me know ahead of time (at least 3 days) an' I'll clear my schedule for you.

For those of you that're interested, I'm startin' to become active in the realm of acting again.
Audtions, good fun.

So yea, browsin' online an' killin' time 'til I feel sleepy I ran across this site.
Seems interesting yea?
Quick money schemes that work around my schedule an' have a minimum workload always appeal to me.
But is it really worth the gamble? What do YOU think? Let me know.
Better yet, spend the $40 some-odd dollars they ask for an' let me know what their "guide" tells you.

Post w/ substance...?
Somewhere down the line.

This random post has been brought to YOU by YOU

Hey YOU!
Didn't know that YOU read this.
Do YOU find it entertaining?

Hey. How's life?
Do you think you have what it takes to be referred to as YOU?
If so, please direct all petitions, incquiries, and/or general concerns my way.
For the down times that frequent my summer vacation, I need things to keep me occupied.

"A bored Reggie is a scary thing."

Today's somewhat random post goes out to YOU , because you're super-cool like that.

The SD Reader, good fun.
Lots of interesting things from reviews, to personals, to audition info, to even job listings.
Pretty much spent the latter part of my evening browsing the help wanted section.
So many jobs... so many limitations.

Alot of 'em are interesting.
Like working at one of the many cemeteries in SD county. Or Sea World's call to arms for performers for their lil' Halloween thingy. Or becoming a probation officer. Than there's always telemarketing.
Lot of people think I'd do very well as a telemarketer. (Scented candles!!! =P) Can't figure out where I got my knack for making cash. I just remember always having "buisiness ventures" growing up. But, in a post that I'm tryin' to keep discussin' 'bout the same general thing, I'm side-tracking.

Advantage of bein' under the Cal Vet tuition fee waiver thingy: not havin' to pay tuition.
Disadvantage of bein' under the Cal Vet tuition fee waiver thingy: Having to watch how much $$$ I bring in yearly. If I make more than the poverty level (currently somewhere near 9k) than there's a strong chance that I won't get approved for a fee waiver the next academic year.

*Sigh*

I could be making so much cash though. Around $8 per hr. starting pay + commission. But that small possibility of not making bank (i.e. enough to cover tuition an' still enjoy life), always waver in the back of my head.
So for two years I've been tellin' myself that the job I'm lookin' for has hrs. an' above minimum wage.
Just realized how picky I am.
That theory was given to me by my big sis. It's a nice theory that actually applies itself well to me. In short, contrary to popular belief, I'm not THAT lazy.

I may not be employed next week, but there's a strong possibility that I'll be ending my 2-3 yr. acting hiatus by jumping back into the theatre.
I've really missed it. Performing was always a nice release for me, should help make my life better by gettin' involved again.

"The Complete Works of William Shakespeare [abridged]"

A very comical, lovely play that you should go see.
Like right now.
As in stop sittin' in front of your comp reading this post an' watch it be performed now. Or you can tell me to "break a leg", have the acting gods smile upon me, grant me a spot in it's production, than watch me opening night an' many performances afterwards.
2-3 yrs. Hope I don't have too much rust. Usually when I drop a hobby for an extended period of time, I completely forget how to do it. Playing piano and/or guitar are completely lost to me at the moment. So are my art skills by my standards.

Happy 4th of July everyone.
May your day be filled w/ good grub, good fun, good memories, an' good fireworks show(s).

For those that're interested: I was given a fairly belated B-day party in celebration of my accomplishment of turnin' a ripe twenty years of age. The way I see it. It was just an excuse to try out our new gas grill an' for everyone to meet Sandee.

"Where's your girlfriend? "
As opposed to "Happy Birthday!" when I greeted them.
Thinkin' most of them were just verifying that I actually DID have a girlfriend. Pretty sure it caught everyone off guard when they heard it from my mother when she invited everyone.
"He's not gay?! I mean... he has a girlfriend now? "

Good fun.

New personal tradition for Disneyland I started awhile back you can try if you ever go there:
EVERY SINGLE Churro stand you walk by go: "Mmmmm..... churro."
As a bonus, you can even go an' buy one to make me jealous of the fact that you get to consume one. Because churros taste great, an' I've been obsessin' over them because they aren't readily available for me. Those an' funnel cake.

Mmmmm.... funnel cake.

Lilo and Stitch bobblehead toys from McDonalds happy meals, good fun.

Things I really like at the moment:

- Sandee
- Popcorn chicken
- Penguins
- Cash
- Hearing: "You've got mail"
- Lilo an' Stitch
- Webcomics I can identify with
- Life in general

Yup.
Crazy straws, good fun.

This filler-post goes out to my "really super cool lil' sis who I should be spending more time w/ but I don't because things happen an' my time management's always messed up during the summertime but that's okay because Mar's nifty like that" lil' sis Mar:

Sick because of bedbugs? Runnin' out of things to blame.
Re: "cheese note" I've actually used that line already, I think. *shudder* I know. Have you used the "I feel better now because I get to hear your voice now" line yet?
Have a somewhat decent mini-pharmacy now. from name brands to wannabes. Sometimes I feel like I can take on a plague.
Cingular sucks. Too bad everyone an' there mom has it.
Family motto #1: "Blame it on Bert." (Older brother)
Food missing? Bert. Vacuum missing? Bert. Car missing? Bert. Sky's blue? Bert.
Family motto #2: "Don't be a Reggie."
Because I can be lazy at times. Shocking, yes.

Anybody out there actually interested in gambling tips? Probably gonna put it on the back-burner for a few days while I get my life to stabalize.
Randomness, good fun.

A lil' over a week since my last post.
Reason being: I'm sick. Go figure.
Also have summer school to worry 'bout.
Current predicament: not good fun.
Expect a quality post when I'm healthy again an' 'til than, try to hold off on gambling. Got some tips to give you.

Tip of the week: Don't be a Reggie! (For the most part) - family motto #2

Apparently one can become so cheesy that the switch from firearms to explosives is necessary..... *BOOM!!!*

Hmm... my lil' sis describes her relationship as velveeta. Guess you can say mine's the cheese sample platter w/ string cheese on the side. An apology to those that couldn't finish that one post. But you kept reading on an', for the most part, asked.

Heh, YOU fobbed out tonight. =P

So yea, dweebs are big an' have arms because they eat their distant cousins "the nerds". That's a really disturbing theory people.
There's that, than the in-breeding theory.
What do you think?

Got home today an' started looking thru all the works of prose I've compiled thru 4 yrs. of honors English.
"Why?" you ask. Because I can.
The following is something I wrote my junior year of high school RE: life.
Apparently, I was a really deep person back than.

Simple or Complicated?

Helping my friend manage his singing group in Poway, memorizing lines for an upcoming play, writing a couple of new songs, collecting on bets, co-writing a new script with one of my other friends, stressing over the SAT, and pondering what my major should be in college-- Just a few of the thoughts running through my head at the moment. One of the only moments in my life I get to relax and I spend it worrying about my stresses in the world. It is a very sad fact that I have to concentrate to relax, which leads me to wish that my life were simpler.

My childhood is an element of my life that I have taken for granted the past few years of my life. My last little remnant of childhood can be found in the old tradition of just staring at the clouds. Staring out the window of my room during a bright, sunny day in San Marcos, I set my mind off on its own course and let it change the sea of clouds above me into a limitless amount of images.

Fun and laughter are two things that always go together, in my own life, these two elements of childhood are scarce. Down the street from me are a couple of the neighborhood's children playing hide-and-go seek. These kids have no idea how much they take their simple lives for granted. Their meals are pre-packed or made by their parent(s), they live a sheltered life, things that they want are given and they have no comprehension at how that is possible.

What happened to me?! So many responsibilities have been thrust upon me, I am completely baffled as to where some of them come from. There are so many dreams and ambitions that I wish for and I would easily throw them away to relive my childhood. Being a newborn again would be great. The only thing I would have trouble figuring out would be trying to distinguish my cries for various things. As a rule, we are not allowed to do that.

I sit back down and stare at the clouds again. Immediately the clouds turn into images relevant to my life. The microphone represents my interest in singing, the diploma represents my worries about college, the camera represents my obligations as an actor, and the cheeseburger tells me that I didn't eat lunch yet. I envy the kids down the street from me. when I was their age, I would imagine epic battles between clashing armies, really big dragons soaring over the skies, and Snoopy flying overhead with his dog house as the Red Baron.

When I was their age I knew exactly what I wanted to be. I am assuming the kids down the street already have their future planned out. The kid with the brown hair wants to be a professional basketball player. The blonde haired girl wants to be a doctor. The dog doesn't want to be neutered at the vet today. As soon as these kids figure out why they are forced to go to school life starts to get complicated for them.

Simplicity. Simplicity. Simplicity. A plain and simple world where everything is planned out. A world where nothing is erratic, there are no unexpected events, everything falls into place, and can best be described as a true conformity. The computer-animated movie "Ants" is a good example of what a simple, planned life would be like. In the movie, their entire day is planned out for them. They would all wake up at a certain time, work to a certain time, eat at certain times, and square dance at certain times.

Living the past few years of my life has made me realize, I HATE simplicity. Life is every negative adjective in my brain without unexpected events. Many times over the course of my past three years, I have been advised, asked, and even told to slow down. It is just not possible with me. The transition between work and relaxation is too uneasy for me. If nothing is happening in my immediate life, things turn out to be boring and I tend to get lazy. Some elements of chaos must exist in everyday life or life just becomes mindane. In improv, the most entertaining part of the scenes is that the performers have no idea where they are going. During improvs you are "by the seat of your pants", so to speak.

In my own personal view, life would have no forms of art in a simplistic life. In a simplistic life world, I would be left as an empty human shell. All my past experiences and the present activities I do right now would be eliminated in a simple world, As a songwriter/playwright, my own personal experiences that I draw upon account for most of the creative process; The other section is brought together by my present surroundings.

Through a slightly complicated life, I have been able to do so many things:acting, bungee jumping, driving, paintballing, skiing, rock climbing, and relationships. These experiences would never exist in a simplistic world.

Life should never be an even blend, much like the sea of clouds above me. No clouds can be interpreted as a simple, boring life where there is no possibility of having fun. The dark gray storm clouds are representative of a chaotic, disorganized life where nothing is posible to achieve because one finds themselves engrossed in prtoecting themselves. No, life should be just like the clouds above me. Bright, fluffy, warm clouds that promise no chances of rain and allow me to think out things.

There once was a penguin named Wally
Whose tale could be considered a folly
By a very close friend who will have by the end
Made the tale really jolly.

More on his legendary exploits later.

For now though...

NERDS

I'm assuming that they've been a part of everyone's childhood.
Been that way since the beginning of time.
Everybody knows who they are, what they look like, an' where you can find them. Places like the local 7-11, at your school, near the ice cream man, at the movie theater, an' even sometimes in your own household.
They come in various colors an' various sizes.
Always in groups, sometimes small, sometimes big.
The few, the proud, the nerds of our society.
Nerds.
Yes, I'm pretty sure you are aware of there existence. The nerds w/ the hard candy shell. The ones that have a variety of flavors that range from grape to my personal favorite: watermelon. The ones that start off tangy an' end w/ a sweet taste.
Yup.
Those nerds.

As a young child, I used to like to imagine them as their own lil' entities. Yup, living out there own individual lives liked the ones displayed on the boxes that they called home. Like Sea monkeys, just more consumer friendly an' readily available. But yea, I thought they were really friendly. Never wanted to eat them.
But once I actually got around to eating them...
Mass death of countless numbers of nerds. Some were lucky an' were killed instantaneously, others were less fortunate an' had to suffer w/ having there very souls sucked out 'fore finally having there bodies crushed.

Good ol' nerds.

So yea, what's w/ the post? Just a small lil' conversation piece between a really good friend an' myself. "Nerds" an' their distant cousins "Dweebs". Just like their cousins, they were given to us by the fine people at Willy Wonka's Factory. Lovingly brought to life by oompa loompas to be consumed by us. These dweebs however were unlike their cousins the nerds. They tasted good, but they were alot bigger.
Apparently, Willy Wonka thinks that nerds're alot smaller than dweebs in real life but I'm digressing.
I'd like to think that the reason why dweebs were so much bigger was because of the lack of extra-curricular activities they found themselves involved with, as opposed to their distant cousins, the nerds. The nerds found themselves doin' alot of things that ranged from roller skating, to skateboarding, to even skydiving. As evidenced by the cover of their boxes. That same cover art that had me somewhat disturbed as a child when asked wether or not I wanted to eat some.
Really good friend's theory: They bulked up, had more mass. Apparently making them the "jocks" of the family. But look at them. Just look. Plump, soft, sweet. This is what happens when you barely get out. I don't care what YOU say. There is no muscle in there anywhere. Even "behind their flab."

Is there a point to this post?
If there was when I started typing, I've completely forgotten it by now. =P

Nerds, good fun.
[Ed. note: I am NOT what I eat.]

PENGUINS!!!!
Gaah! The penguin. =D
Good fun.

*WARNING*
The following post contains language which may not be suitable for some readers. If you are the type that is weak of stomach, hates hearing 'bout people in happy relationships, or wishes great harm to myself an' owns a voodoo doll of my likeness, it is highly recommended that you skip this post.

"So how are you and Sandee doing?"

Do you really want to know?

Because I feel uncomfortable talking 'bout our relationship thinking that the only reason you're asking that question is out of politeness an' not out of genuine curiosity.
Because in my life, it feels like everytime I'm in a relationship, everyone else isn't. An' when I'm not, everyone is.
Anybody feeling me out there?
Personally, I didn't like hearing 'bout other people's relationships. Yup. BANG!!! One of those people.
Well, for the three people that actually sent me an e-mail wanting more posts from me an' the group of friends needing gossip, let me indulge you...

Could've sworn I've asked for people to take care of me in the past.
Pretty sure I've gotten myself really lost in this relationship right now.
You know.
That lost in love, completely biased towards her, completely whipped kinda thing.
Hell, I'm confident she can fart an' I'll think it's cute.

*Sigh*
Loving every minute of it.
Like how I get grumpy when I don't get to hear her voice or get a text-message from her in the morning. Or how we say "I miss you" 20+ times to each other each day. Or how we start cheesing everyime we hear each other's voices or are around each other.
An' the things that we come up with...

"Knock knock"
"Who's there?"
"Someone who loves you"

"Guess what?"
"What?"
"I love you"

Horribly cheesy. I know.
What happened to all the people who were supposed to be looking out for me an' getting ready to "BANG" me?
(Such a fun phrase)
Well, this is what happens when you take an actor's background an' add a childhood of Disney to that. Scary thing is, I think I've actually put these lines in plays I've written in the past.

Oh! Gonna quote a really good friend real quick while I still remember what she said.

"...we can't party without our whore there."
Good fun.

[Ed. note: Gonna be strange looking back at this post in the future.]

Lakers.

So yea.
Went to bed 'round 11:30pm today. Getting ol', need to spend more time workin' on my hobbies. Like sleep.
Apparently, Friday night is when you call up Reggie late at night.
It's coo. I'll pick up, or I'll call you back. I'm sorta compulsive like that.

Only a good 362 days 'til I can legally drink.
You have no idea how scared I am.
I get the strangest feeling that ALOT of people'll be gunning for me that night. So next year, my b-day's bein' celebrated at a place that doesn't serve hard liquor.
Good fun yea?

Alot of things happened on my birthday. I was born. Other people were born. A president was shot that day. An' something I referred to as "The Incident" also happened.
You'll get more details on that later on. Main reason for my first nervous breakdown, an' somewhat responsible for the product you see before you.

For now though, I'm gonna try to get back to bed.
Insomnia, good fun.

[Ed. Note: REALLY enjoyed that movie. Loved the dialogue.]

Whew!

Got a massive amount of love for my b-day.
A special thanks to YOU an' YOU an' YOU an' YOU....

My b-day in general:
- Breakfast w/ a group of friends.
- Lunch w/ another group of friends
- Post lunch lunch w/ another group of friends.
- Post post lunch lunch desert w/ my best friend an' his fiancee.
- Watched Spiderman w/ a close friend.
- Digesting an' veggin' out watching the Lakers Game w/ my girlfriend. Than a trip to Callahans for some Grasshopper Pie. Nummy.
- More digesting an' posting this.
Got 6-7 helpings of popcorn chicken from KFC. Apparently, people out there took note of my b-day wishlist.
Also received $60 from my parents for today. Didn't spend a single dollar. Feels weird.

Tired, dealing w/ a lil' "food coma", gonna go pass out now.
Much love an' appreciation to everyone.
An' to rob a line from one friend: "Mahal to ya'll".

Did I mention yet that I have the bestest lil sis in the world?
Nice banner by the way.

Birthdays, good fun.

So yea.
I came in tonight w/ the intention of sitting down in front of my computer an' giving all the people that happen to come across my blog a nice, witty, insightful, lil' piece of work to entertain an' keep one occupied.

My bad.
Got hit by a case of writer's block.

To keep you company. I'm gonna make an addendum to my b-day wishlist:
-Popcorn Chicken from KFC. Bastards get me hooked on it, than they take it away. Gonna start a cult one of these days for the glory of the popcorn chicken...
-$$$ to help pay off credit card bills. I don't have a job. Support a young, starving college student/artist.
- Love an' affection. Go figure.

To those still attending a fine institution of higher learning: "Sucks to be you."
SDSU's been done for awhile. =P

I was the first person to wake up in my household yesterday morning.
My reward: Gettin' to talk to Jehovah's Witnesses.
They got my name, they know where I live.
Man.
You would think the Virgin Mary statue we have outside our house would give them an idea of what we're like.

Today... er, yesterday sorta sucked for me. Don't feel like goin' into details.

Got home from LA in a respectable 50mins.
Speeding, good fun.

So yea.
Dealing w/ more boredom, reading more random webcomics.
Came across a really funny comic in my opinion. If you had that much power, you'd do the same thing right?

Finger puppets, good fun.

I am the bastard child of mankind and technology. I take pride in my balance of intelligence and physical strength. I have capabilites neither common to the average human, nor implementable in the average machine. I am good with my hands, as well as my head. Spotting me in a crowd isn't hard, I'm the one with the quick wit and the light spirit. Still can't find me? Look for the robotic arm. What's your superpower?

Eh, I got bored. Think that screams "Reggie"?

What stupid online quiz are you?

*sigh*
Yup. I can say things right now but it's pretty pointless.

Anyways...
B-day in one week. Just in case you were wondering.
The following is an addendum to my wishlist:
-SDSU gear. Just realized I have none. Were the first things I charged on my credit card, got stolen/lost when I moved out of my dorm.
-More wearable letters. It's on my ol' list, I just want to re-emphasize my want for them.
-Shot glasses to add to my collection.
-$$$. Be nice to pay off my credit cards a bit.
- Food is nice. Been needing to stock up on IBC cream soda for awhile. Cookies an' Cream is my favorite ice cream, 'specially from Rite Aid. Mmmm... Ice cream. Digressing, gonna stop.
-A Darius Miles Jersey. 21's one of my favorite numbers. He's one of my favorite players. An it's got blue. Bonus.

Anything else? Not sure.
How's life everyone?
Popcorn Chicken, good fun.

ROBERT HORRY LOOKS LIKE WILL SMITH!!!
He's my favorite Laker.
Again, Lakers in 6.

Got another anti-couple comic, good fun.

Other basketball players that rank on my top three list:
-Darius Miles [LA Clippers]
-Baron Davis [Hornets] Bruin. Yup.

"Attention travelers: You are not required to give money to solicitors."
LAX, good fun.
Sorta sad that the departure area looks ALOT better than the arrivals area. Maybe it was because it was the international flights area. All I know is, all the money an' work has gone into the upper levels. Looks like two different worlds. Upper-class status, an' lower class status.
Pretty easy to spot who the Filipinos are. They're the ones w/ the LBC packaging boxes i.e. balik bayang.

Parents're back. Brought w/ them the hope of more food to restock our house with, souveniers, sunburns, an' the best thing: some sort of sickness. Father's gonna go visit the doctor tomorrow.

Hmmm....
Still slightly sick, got formals tomorrow, wouldn't be surprised if I was still sick goin' into summer school.

Meaningful post coming up?
BAH!
Be happy that I'm actually starting to post on a consistent basis. =P

Phillipine Airlines
Flight: PR 102
Manilla to LA
Arrival time 7:45pm.

Parents're coming back tomorrow. Know what that means?
FOOD!!!
Yes. It'll be good to have them back. Just wish that I took better advantage of them bein' away. Hmm... just realized I have to spend tomorrow cleaning up the house. Anybody out there want to spend some quality bonding time w/ me?

Rhetorical questions, good fun.
$.30 chicken wings from Callahans, also good fun.
Chicken from Albertsons an' a bunch oreos from a loved one when you've barely got food in the house, even more good fun.

Ideally, it's a long day of productivity for me tomorrow. Wish me luck. An' somebody please be kind enough to make sure I'm still not in SD county after 5pm. Otherwise, my parents'll be stuck at the LAX waiting for me.
Not good fun.

Lakers in 6.

That's my prediction. Want to say 5 but 6 games'll make life more interesting.
Sacramento fans, good fun.
Went an' gave Kobe food poisoning.
"Look! It's Kobe Bryant. Quick, spit in his food or something."

Parents.... Phillipines....
no food....
stomach growling....
vision fading....
pack of mini oreos

*munch munch*

...strength returning...
sentences becoming more complete

So yea, sorta realizing that we should've rationed out the food we had at the beginning a lil' better.
That, and my older brother would've messed up any attempts to do so.
Took my bottle of champagne w/ him when he left our house this weekend. Also bought some food an' didn't bother to offer any of it to us. A nice contrast to how when I leave food in the refrigerator he goes an' eats it w/o askin or a second thought.
Thinkin' my lil' brother's the only one that deserves appreciation at the moment.

solar-powered flashlights, good fun.

Some people have told me I should post more often.....
These people need to get to know me better.

Questions? Comments? Concerns? Please direct them to howslife14@aol.com
Apparently some bastard already took howslife@aol.com, howslife@yahoo.com, an' howslife@hotmail.com.
Who wants to help me flood them w/ junk mail for no reason at all? Just kidding folks. It's good to know that there are other people interested in the welfare of your life.

Boonevile

San Marcos, CA

You know.
That one place w/ the Cal State.
Two drive-thru starbucks.
A big 21 screen Edwards Cinema.
Restaraunt row. Fine dining that doesn't discriminate.
Many furniture stores.
A boba place.
A filipino depot an' a filipino fast food place.
An' cows. Lots of cows. The new high school they're building there's gettin' built on what used to be the ol' dairy. Next to even more cows.
Some of my teachers in high school used to complain 'bout having to avoid cows while driving to school.
Those were the days huh?

Spent many years growing up in San Marcos. A good 13-14 years.
It's amazing to see how many things change over that span of time. We were one of the first five families to move into Paloma. I remember when we first moved into our house, it was surrounded by nothing but hills w/ dirt. The only thing we could do for fun was eat an' go bowling. Saw more wildlife running around (roadrunners an' coyotes, no ACME products). Had no parks to play in. Wore my shorts really high.

[Ed. note: My neighborhood's called Paloma, NOT Santa Fe hills. Don't care what the new home developers think. I moved into Paloma]

*sigh*

Got alot of childhood memories.

Sorta completely forgot what the point was to this post. Oh well, too lazy to come up w/ a post that makes more sense.
Need to worry 'bout finals too.

_______, good fun. Think you've got something that merits bein' added to my list of good fun? Send it my way.

Been awhile since I posted.
Also been awhile since I spent "forever and a day" working on one. =P

Yup.

Happy belated mother's day to everyone out there.
Mine's still over in the homelands.
Need to learn how to cook quality filipino food.
Luckily, Booneville's got a place that does that for me. =)
Just wish that they served lechon (roasted pig) more often.

Cingular, good fun.

Did I ever mention that I have the coolest lil' sis in the world?
Made her list, which means more traffic.
A special "how's life?" to all the new peeps that accidentally clicked on this link.

Speaking of "life", YOU are a plagiarist. =P
Just had to get that out of the way.
Been trying to figure out a design for a nifty "how's life?" bumper sticker recently.
Anybody wanna save me the trouble?

For those that care, yes. I am sick again. But I am starting to get better.
...
It's not like I get sick that often.

Why is it that I'm sick "everytime I talk to you"?
Well, to answer that question I have decided to not even bother to think 'bout answering that question right now. =)
The ghetto nyquil's startin' to kick in now. Parents went an' took my mini-pharmacy w/ them to the Phillipines.
Man.
Need more tylenol, alcohol, an' cash people. Pretty sure I'll feel better if I can get my hands on those.
*HINT HINT* *WINK WINK*

Finals, good fun.

Guess I spoke too soon re: The Lakers.
YOU and your "bad feelings".
Well, I've referred to YOU twice in one day. Quite an accomplishment. Wondering if I should link you...

Naw.
Too lazy. 'Sides. Most of my traffic comes from YOU anyways. I think. =P

So yea.
Apparently I'm most like Fozzie. I don't make THAT MANY lame jokes do I?
Was hoping to be more like the dog who plays piano or maybe the swedish chef, or maybe even one of the cranky ol' men in the balcony that hekkle everyone (I hate bein' sick).

I trust that someone out there 'll be kind enough to take care of me if I start to get out of hand right?

'Nother long meaningful post in the horizon. Plus a couple light ones like why I get sick so much.

Nyquil shots, good fun.

Yesterday we had elections for our cabinet for the 2002-2003 academic year. I was nominated for VP (declined), Treasurer, Pledge Educator (Pledge Dad), Brotherhood Chair, an'd Rush Chair (declined last week, then decided to run again yesterday).

Now standing before you is the Rush Chair.
Really got used to multiple positions.
Was hoping to have either pledge dad or treasurer for next year. Lucked out. It's coo though. The brhos elected're highly qualified for the job an'll probably do a great job.

*sigh*

Never really hit me how much I wanted one of those positions 'til I got home yesterday.
I like keeping busy.
Probably gonna go insane w/ all the freetime I'll have next semester. Yes people, I'll have a job.
But yea. would've liked one of those positions. Keep myself active in my fraternity. Also because I don't see myself bein' active in the spring semester. Got alot of things to take care of an' the spring semester'll be focused on academics. Can't do that if I have to worry 'bout the fraternity an' have myself volunteering for every position. Wished I mentioned this fact to my brhos. Might've changed things.
Oh well, it's in the past.

Lakers in the process of sweeping the Spurs.
I'll be back later.
For now, take care, stay out of jail, and all that other good stuff.

Moldy croissants, good fun.

So yea. Listening to Frank Sinatra and friends playlist right now. Usually that means I'm in a kickback, chill mode thinkin' alot.

*sigh*
Want to know what I'm thinkin' 'bout? K, think I saw some of you nudge in response....

"Reggie's such a sweet guy."
"This is the nicest guy you'll ever have a chance to meet."
"Nice guys finish last."

Can you guess what topic I'm 'bout to venture into?

One part Dad's training on the conduct of a gentleman + a childhood w/ disney = Reggie
I guess I'm a genuinely nice guy. Everybody's been telling me that since the beginning of time. To be honest w/ you though, I'm getting tired of bein' the "nice guy".
The "nice guy" that places you as top priority on his list. The "nice guy" willing to listen an' offer advice everytime you call him up. The "nice guy" who changes his schedule around to take care of you while you're sick because no one else will. The "nice guy" who's taking care of you after a long night of drinking. The "nice guy" that'll loan you money w/o a second thought. The "nice guy" that takes the entire workload on himself so you don't have to.
Always courteous, always accommodating. The "nice guy" that takes in a great deal of S*IT from other people. the "nice guy" that's constantly bein exploited an' taken advantage of. The "nice guy" that, for the most part of his life, has never received respect.

RESPECT

I never really noticed 'til this semester how important that word is to me. Been reflecting w/ Frank for the past few hrs. 'bout the past few days an' the rest of my life. For the most part of my life I have never received respect.
In elementary school: no. because I was the nerdy kid that actually wanted to learn.
In middle school: no. quiet, loners don't get respect.
High school? I worked the pizza cart for half of lunch, was heavily involved w/ the arts, an' for the most part: lost in my own world. So, no.
How 'bout thru acting? A good 10 yrs. of my life devoted to that art. Doesn't mean jack s*it to the people that run auditions. An' most people brush it off w/ a "that's coo" because they don't really know anything 'bout it. Not much respect there.
Singing? 7 some-odd years working on that. Calling me a future member of a "boy band" does not give me respect.
As far as performances go: laughing an' pointing an' throwin crap at me while I'm performing is not showin' me respect either.

How 'bout college? You'd think that bein' a mature adult attending college that you'd receive respect right? Not really. I've been part of a RESPECTABLE fraternity for the past 2 years an' have received nothing but crap from many people.
Why?
If you're goin' to have a grudge against myself or my brhos at least have the common decency to hold your comments to yourself or for a private setting. Look around at where you are before you start anything. Your immature antics affect more than yourself you realize that right? And if you still insist on talking, tell it to our faces.
Some say that it's just words.

Words huh?
Is that how much devotion, time, and love you put into your organization?
Your "words" cause disrespect to our fraternity. A fraternity where every single one of us is willing to do anything. We wear our letters w/ pride because we know that they stand for something. That there's an actual purpose to our fraternity. We will not just kickback an' have you disregard all our achievements and all of our hard work. The constant public disrespect is something we're all fed up with. Is it really that hard to hold your toungue? What the hell do you think you are accomplishing? You'd think that if you're old enough to drink, you'd be old enough to think.

The "nice guy". Am I goin' to stop bein' one? No. Why should I add one more jackass, dips*it to our world's population?

I've been told that my lovelife is complicated.

Really?
A three year relationship w/ my first g/f that ended on a really bad point. Four to five some-odd years enjoying the single life after that.

Not too complicated right?
Eh. The complicated part's when life decides to offer me a chance to change my single status.

"When it rains, it pours."

That's what a good friend tells me when he looks at my past situations. I guess it works. Life never introduces one potential interest to me. You know, the one that stops the whole world for me, makes my knees weak, makes my heart skips a beat, gives me a hard-on, all that good stuff.
No. Life is a very interesting entity that likes to use me as it's personal plaything. Always multiple interests directed towards me. Like Prom my Junior year in high school where I decided not to go because no one wanted me to take them an' I wanted to save up some cash to go skydiving. Stupid me, supposedly there were 7 ladies that wanted me to go w/ them that night. Great that I hear 'bout that AFTER prom was over. Up that number to 10 for my senior year.

So how come Reggie was still single entering college? I've got a bunch excuses. But it all boils down to me runnin' away an' hiding in a corner not wanting to deal w/ relationships. I also didn't want to cause pain to the others by deciding on one. Figured I'd rather deal w/ it.
Fast forward to this year. Spring Semester. Life decides to stir up a storm again. This time I ended up changing my single status an' am now happily involved in a realtionship. Just don't tell my parents. =P [Future post]

What's the point of this post? Well, after making my decision I've found that there's now alot of hostility an' resentment bein' given to me because of my choice. The following is what I've told a couple people so far. If you feel that you find yourself lying under this category please choose the words that best fit for your situation.

I'm glad that you've decided to tell me how you're feeling regarding my choice while you're [drunk/high/over the phone where we can't talk face to face/behind my back while you're walking away from me/via e-mail] because I truly like to have everything out in the open when it deals w/ me. Now I'm hoping the reason you're telling me this while you're [drunk/high/over the phone where we can't talk face to face/behind my back while you're walking away from me/via e-mail] is because you were too polite to tell me in person. I understand that you're probably telling me this out of the great deal of [love/care] you have towards your [friend/sister/niece/cousin/daughter/co-worker] and I respect that. Your [friend/sister/niece/cousin/daughter/co-worker] is a genuinely great person that will eventually make some lucky person happy for the rest of their lives. That person is not me though. If the world were diffrent, or things went the other way, maybe that wouldn't be true. But it is. Unless you want me seein' both your [friend/sister/niece/cousin/daughter/co-worker] an' my loved one at the same time. I wouldn't like to see that happen an' I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want to see that happen. I've caused enough pain, which is why you're holdin' such a strong grudge against me. I don't want to cause more because I never intended to in the first place. If you don't think I feel bad. I do. I only wish the best of things for her. This is just the way things work out I guess. If feeling anger towards me an' leavin' me threatening e-mails, giving me dirty glares, and/or constantly reminding me of how great a person your [friend/sister/niece/cousin/daughter/co-worker] is an' how much I'm missin' out on makes you feel better than please continue to do so. I've said what I've wanted to say.

[Ed. Note: Wish there was a spell check feature for this]

So yea. Scented candles, good fun.

For your enjoyment, some light reading. A copy an' paste deal from an e-mail I received from a good friend.

The word "HELLO" means:
H = How are you?
E = Everything all right?
L = Like to hear from you
L = Love to see you soon!
O = Obviously, I miss you.
So, HELLO!
It has made me smile every time I say hello since then.
So send this message to the people you care about and say HELLO to them!

Hey everyone! "HELLO" an' "How's life?"

So yea. I asked my younger brother Ryan to wash my big ol' bear blankie for me today an' good golly he did it. Never really do appreciate my brothers. 'Specially Ryan. This house would probably go to hell if it was just me taking care of it. Wonder if he's been watering the plants on a regular basis. Well, at least our bird's still alive.

Did I mention that my parents're back in the homeland (Phillipines) an' we've got the house to ourself yet? Can you say "house party"? Only if you want to add "disowned" to that.

Hell week, good fun.

I need a job.
Want to buy a heap load of gifts for people in the upcoming months. Formals. Birthdays. Limited budget. Think I can do it?

So yea. My b-day's coming up. June 5th Thought it'd be nice if I gave you strong hints on what I'd like to receive at the moment.

My favorite color is blue. Yes blue in all, er..., most of it's glory. Baby blue doesn't really work w/ me for some reason.
Love the Peanuts. Snoopy, good fun.
Need more letters to wear. 'Specially warm weather clothes. Prefer visors over hats.
Penguins're awesome.
Huge fan of Akira Kurosawa. Prefer DVDs. Already own "The Seven Samurai" and "Yojimbo". "Rashomon" an' "Madadayo" are top priority of DVDs I need to get.

So there you have it. My own personal wishlist. Good luck on making me happy. =D But if you don't feel like goin' out of your way to hunt those down for me. Cash is always accepted. Wonder if my family'll actually get around to celebrating my b-day this year... More on that in a future post.

So yea. My voice hurts.

Just a lil' something to keep you company in the postless void known as my blog. Does anybody out there actually check this site on a regular basis? Heh, sucks to be you.

Trigonometric, good fun. Brought to you by Geometry! *Cheesy, fake actor smile w/ the white ping from perfect teeth*

Spent the past year or so reflecting over my life an' tryin' to analyze what's caused me to have 2 an' a 1/2 nervous breakdowns 'fore my 20th b-day. Yes, thinking is bad. But I've come away w/ a better understanding of myself. For my friend(s) that read(s) this, consider yourself lucky. You get to delve into my mind an' see what I've come up w/. Sorta therapeutic, the main reason I do this is so I don't have to keep explaining myself over an' over again to people I decide to open up to. Just give them the link to this site. FYI: Yes, I can be lazy. Ya notice yet?

For now though, something light: the origin of "how's life?"

"How's life?" People usually don't remember my name, but they will associate those words w/ my face. Ideally. Been that way ever since I got involved in acting. I think. Also because I got tired of askin' "sup?" "how you doin'?" "wasssuuuuuuuup?" "are you talking?" stuff like that. Guess I really don't like bein' part of the conformity. I'll get into more detail on that later on. "How's life?" I'm not really looking for in-depth, deep answers from you when I ask that. If you really want to, go ahead. Quiet people make the best listeners. Just asking a broad general question that covers everything so I don't need to ask you more questions during the conversation.

Acting. Sorta tied in w/ "how's life?" To be more specific, acting in the film/television industry. Good golly. I hate that industry (future post). Best way to help you get the job: making an impression. "That how's life? guy did pretty well, let's call him back." *sigh* If only it were your talent that got you anywhere in that industry...

So yea.... typing in random thoughts, hopefully it's made sense. Gonna add to my list of "Good fun" first 'fore I pass out though.

A karaoke player that plays 8 tracks, good fun.

Some people post an entry daily. Sometimes they'll post multiple entries in a given day. Most people'll post on a consistent basis. I'm not like any of these people.

Sweet heavenly biscuits w/ honey on top! Somebody drank my IBC cream soda.... GRRR, ARGGHH

Pilipino Variety shows, good fun.

Really lengthy, meaningful post coming some time soon. Really. I promise.

Gonna make good use of this outlet for boredom some day. Expect to see random works of prose in the near future from me.

Just realized I don't really need to worry 'bout grammar. Good thing I haven't taken an english course since AP English two years ago. Looooong post coming up next.

Looks like I've finally gotten around to startin' up a blog.
See, I'm not THAT lazy.