Tuesday, November 30, 2010


What do you want to be when you grow up? What do you want to do for the rest of your life? Who are you? What is love? What is life? What do you believe in? Who do you believe in? etc. etc. etc. 
I find the most difficult questions for the most of us, are the easiest for me to answer. There's never any second guessing, just diligent prayer & deliberate practise. Living. - God is Love

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Be a Man about it

I wish I could still play at this court, damn snow.
My father and I have different views on what it is to be a man. My father tells me, to be a man is to get an education, attain a stable job, marry a woman, produce lovely children, support them, and consistently do that last one. That without a doubt is what it is to be a man and mature into a man. But, being in a new era, I feel there is another way. 
My transition from a boy to a man is simply this, Create More, Consume Less. 

Boys try to find themselves in what they buy; men find themselves in what they do. Boys base their identity on what they consume; men base their identity on what they create.
Growing up doesn't always mean putting yourself in a business suit. Being a man doesn't mean just looking the part. Not just, being the part. But working for it. It means taking an active role in the world. Making an impact, in your community, your relationships, your family. Creating landscapes. Inspiring ambitions. Being of service to others, not only for yourself.

 I think I'm kinda far off still from the whole creating a family and children. So, for now I think I'll stick to creating an experience for other people, through my art, through this blog, through my writing, creating my character everyday. Creating your world, instead of consuming it. Living for you, through me. There is more to life than ourselves. Be a Man about it. - God is Love

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Oh, Snap

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Last Sunday I did an editorial style shoot for Daynah's school project. These weren't the ones she chose, I don't think. She texted me this morning saying that her teacher loved the photo's and said her photographer was stellar. Despite this stupid weather, I'm still joyful for these photo's. I  underestimate, and don't think much of myself when it comes to photography. This was actually my first time working shooting in this type of scenario, and I want to thank Daynah for asking me to do this. Thanks. - God is Love

Friday, November 19, 2010

Never put a woman in a box. She can be whomever she wants. It's a duty of a man to encourage her ambitions. That's it. That's it. - God is Love

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Pets, Socks, Rice and Haircuts

I love Pets, Socks, Rice & Haircuts. 
I love my dog and rice cookers. I wear socks and give myself haircuts. 
I like pets. I used to be deathly afraid of dogs. I used to live next to a dude who owned two pitbulls and a rottweiler. But now I'm a dog owner. I love pets because they're not phony. They're not full of crap, nor are they apologetic, pathetic pussies. If they have a beard, funky hair, no tail, bushy tail or bad breathe, they work it. Sometimes they feel nervous, excited, and maybe a bit embarrassed and it's usually solved by a wet stain on your carpet or a smell plastic bag. It's funny that we can love our pets so much and hold so much emotion for them but they don't feel anything for us. But we make ourselves think that our pets are our best friends and if we were trapped in a burning building, our 8 pound shitzhu is gonna be the first one to try and pull us out. pft. But, I'd like to think my 8 pound shitzhu would do that for me. I love pets. 
Socks are my undying clothing obsession. I think I have too many socks. I like solid, odd coloured, bright socks. It's like, your indoor shoe. Some might ask me, Why do you care for such a clothing item that is rarely even seen when you wear them? Well, you might not ever see my socks because I wear pants 365 days a year but wearing nice socks gives me that feeling of comfortability. Much like God, and the wind. You never really see them, but you can feel them. Today I'm wearing dark green socks. 
I'm asian. I'm filipino. What else can I say about rice? I like rice. It goes good with every dish my mother makes. I used to eat rice, and ketchup. That's it. Rice, the foundation of my life, my culture, my home. 
I ran into my friend Lou on the skytrain and the first thing he said was "I hate the feeling of freshly cut hair". Cutting my own hair is a chore I'd love to do everyday if it didn't result in my having no hair at all by the end of it. I've been cutting my own hair for the past 2 years and I couldn't be more happier. I apologize to Barbara(my hairdresser). One day, I will get a proper haircut. Good hair always impresses me. As much as I like hair, I envy those baldheaded dudes who don't have to worry 'bout any of that. Like, Michael Jordan. 'nough said. - God is Love
(inspired by Andrea Rosen, thank you for reminding me to write, because I love writing, and love writing about, stuff) 

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit *scratch
Excuses and promises sound like broken records. But so does ambition. So does patience. So does, hard earned, over easy, love. Some of us don't quit. We fall, and get back up. Fall and get back up. Get back up, and fly. I never knew there were rules to how we're suppose to live. I don't think there are rules to how many times I can say "I love you" in one minute.
We over, think. Because we're conscious of the worlds rules. Conscious by popular belief. But there's no harm to "dust yourself off and try again,  You can dust yourself off and try again, try again". Just for exSample. - God is Love

Friday, November 5, 2010

At 2am

I have trouble sleeping. So does Lou. Here's our cover of "Trouble Sleeping" by Corinne Bailey Rae. 
Don't forget to VOTE FOR LOU PAPA for Breakout Star of the Year! - God is Love

Monday, November 1, 2010

I bet everyone thinks they're deep. Yeah. Yeah, that's it man. - God is Love