School has started again and I'd like to say that it's great but for me, it's just so-so. Let's go down my classes:

Basic Audio Systems: I already know the teacher and it's primarily the reason why I chose the certain section. Everyone from sound has told me that I'm going to hate this class. "That class is going to fuck you and rape your mom," they say. Jesus Christ monkey balls, I hope it's not that hard. My professor is Benj Kanters, he was a bit vague in Introduction to Audio last semester but hopefully he'll be less boring this time around.

Sound Film Production: Man, this class is going to be fucking tough. I thought we were only making one GROUP film but NOOOOOO! Every student has to make another student film for the end of the semester. Man, I hate carrying the fucking light kit! I better prepare for this fucking class.

Audio Production II: This class is going to be fucking sweet. Aside from the lectures, the class looks to be fairly easy. My professor Josh used to be the sound engineer for R. Kelly (whom he calls a douche + 1), the late Aaliyah, Missy Elliott, and Fall Out Boy. He's also currently the bass player in some indie classic rock band known as The Eighth Grade.

Aside from these classes, I need to find a job quick. The year has just begun but time is already running out to buy a ticket to the Philippines this December. I must go this Christmas. My mom is encouraging me to go but I don't know about my dad. He has so much negative energy inside him. But again, he's from the family from tricksters and swindlers. I told my brother to save his money so he can accompany me but again I think he'd rather buy some fucking game than having sweet, sweet fun.

Well guys, I gots to go. Oh yeah, Yahoo! Messenger with a microphone is fucking sweet. I got to speak to Kat the other day for 45 minutes. And it was free too! I love free shit.

As I filmmaker (sound engineer, more specifically), I recommend many films. I recommend one without hesitation and it is Guillermo del Toro's (Mimic, The Devil's Backbone, Blade 2) Pan's Labyrinth. Like Letters from Iwo Jima, it is definitely one of the best films of the year. I think it has one of the best endings of the year. It is beautiful, brutal, violent, and most of all, original.

Letters from Iwo Jima is one of the best films released in 2006. The last time I cried in a movie was Return of the King but that was more of misty eyed rather than tears. This film, I cried during many scenes. There was one line that really hit me, "I want to fulfill my duty to the General and to my country. But I don't want to die for nothing." I'll be writing more about this film later on.

Cannot wait for the new Bloc Party album to be released. Just downloaded a pre-release version of the their new album and I am just blown away. "The Prayer" sounded so different but when the chorus comes in, I was just amazed. Other highlights include: "Waiting for the 7.18" and "I Still Remember".

Just found out that the new Silverchair album, "Young Modern," will be released in April. Can it top their best album, "Diorama"?

I'm back in Lombard, Illinois and I feel so.....depressed. It never hit me until I arrived home. Everything at home seemed so different. It felt like the place was abandoned. There was no life in the house. It seemed that everything was dead in the house. My dad said that no one called since we left. But man, I really feel depressed, I really miss my cousins. I even miss picking on J.L. The last time I was in the Philippines, I told them I was coming back that December. I ended up going back 4 years later. I hope to go back to the Philippines this Christmas with my brother this time. I missed my bro when I was in the Philippines because no one was actually drinking that much. Hell, Kat and Felice ordered beers but ended up NOT finishing them.

I told Chrissie and Felice that this trip to the Philippines is the sequel to the one in 2002-2003. It still had most of the main characters (Chri, Fi, Kat, Pammy, etc) but some were missing (Wency, Nona, Erika, Tita Bely, Tita Linda, etc). The ending didn't seem to be as sad as the first. Hell, no tears were shed this time around. I was a sobbing mess last time when I cracked and cried as the door closed. But I think that this time, the feeling of loss is much more. There were many great memories in the Philippines.

I'll break it up as the good times, the bad times, and the shit times.
Good times:
- The cockroach during the first few hours of our arrival at the condo. (I think I've written about this before).
- The delayed reaction of seeing the cockroach. (I think we saw it, looked at it for 2 seconds, and then all screamed and ran. Chrissie ended up killing the fucker).
- Miggy and Ramon finally being mature. Sadly, J.L. hadn't changed his attitude a bit. I see my dad in J.L.
- Finally seeing Pam's long-time BF, Arvin. I always imagined he would have a deep voice but he didn't. I can't describe it but I loved the way he would say "battleshits" and "n*gg*r".
- Hanging out with Giles and Jason (Pam's BFFs) at Red Box, Glorietta, and the condo.
- Seeing Tito Luis walk into a really clean pane of glass. Chrissie suddenly screaming at me, "DON'T LAUGH DANIEL!" Looking at Ramon, Miggy, and Felice where they are laughing as well. Me clenching my teeth as hard as hell trying hard NOT to laugh.
- Later on, at the Coffee Bean, Chrissie laughing so hard she started to cry (we were still laughing at Tito Luis walking into the glass pane).
- Handing out food to the poor and homeless as Santa.
- The Boracay trip: the beach, the food, Mama getting hit in the stomach with a palm tree branch (that was hella funny).
- My psoriasis clearing up.
- Enchanted Kingdom!!!!!!!
- The food!!!! Pepperoni CRUNCH!!!! CHEESY VOLCANO!!!!! I really hate the McRice burger!!!!!!
- The ending of the movie that Felice made. I cried a little bit while watching it.

The Bad Times:
- The fucked up router in Chrissie's room. Tried everything in my power to fix it. Sadly, it was truly fucked. I ended up just buying a new router for them.
- J.L. in Boracay. Man, what an ass.
- The ants in the bed in Boracay and on the floor of the church in Boracay.
- Pam absence during the last week of my vacation. I think I'm gonna kill Steve Jobs. I still want an iPhone though.
- Sleeping in Lola's room. My God, the horror, the horror.
- Searching for weed in the Philippines came up empty until the final hours of my vacation. When Roland (Tito Luis's driver) said he had a lot of it.
- My departure from the Philippines.
- My return to Lombard.

The Shit times:
- Lola's spaghetti. My god, the noodles were so drenched in butter, and the meat sauce, my God! It was like a gallon of fat swimming on top of the meat.
- My body's reaction to the spaghetti. I think Lola has fucked up my bowel movements.
- Felice having the shits and pukes. Because of this, Felice was missing in our adventures of seeing Tito Owie with a dude, going to Shakey's for snack, eating at TGI Friday's for dinner, and then seeing Blood Diamond.

I hope to be back in the Philippines this December. I first gotta find a job and then save some money. And I hope that Wency will come with me this time. His hijinks are hilarious. Seriously boy, that youtube video you made was effing bor-ing.

I can't remember anything else right now. I'll update information as it comes to me. I'm going to sleep now.

Still in Boracay, the trip has been pretty good so far. It would have been great if everyone else was here. J.L. is just so goddamn fucking annoying. Sometimes I think he pushes everything to the max so his sister will be blamed. The thing I hate about him is that he doesn't want to be called disabled but yet he wants to be pitied upon when the chips are down. Another thing is that he keeps on following Kat and I all around the goddamn place. Kat and I were having a conversation and fucking BOOM, he's there. "Just ignore me, I won't listen." Yeah fucking right douche! My mom really hates it when he interrupts their conversations. My mom and Tita Ester were having a conversation when suddenly out of the blue J.L. asks his mom if she could write him a sick note so he won't go to school on Tuesday. That brings me to another thing, if douche and a half gets to miss two days, why the hell didn't Miguel and Ramon go? The reason they didn't go is the fact that they would miss two days. After 4 years, I don't think that J.L. has matured at all. I know he's mentally challenged and all but these type of people still fricking mature. Look at my other cousin Jason, he's even more mentally challenged and now he works as a librarian. He's even thinking of starting a family and going to the U.S. when he finally has one.

For example, after we eat at this expensive Italian restaurant near the beach, we go home. And what does J.L. do? He ignores everything and goes straight to the TV. Another problem is that he doesn't appreciate the beauty of Boracay because he never goes out. He just stays in and watches TV all day. It's like it was a waste of money that he went. I'm just gonna stop talking about him now. It's just pissing me off.

It's not even close to reaching the end of my Philippine trip but there's already been some great things about it.
- The cockroach hours after arriving in the Philippines at the condo.
- The delayed reaction of all the girls (Chri, Fi, Kat) and my fat ass upon seeing the cockroach.
- Arvin, Pam's boyfriend, who wants me to date a black girl and get her pregnant so he can adopt the baby and make it his slave.
- Arvin's amazement at all things black people. His expression at seeing black people at Cafeteria was priceless. You really couldn't write that shit.
- Cranium, cranium, cranium. I'm so fucking hooked on this board game. Pam and Felice should be banned from creating sculptures though.
- Chrissie's tolerance for my snoring.
- The shit Filipino movies I've seen: Super Noypi and Shake, Rattle, and Roll 8. SRR 8 actually had a decent middle story until the fucking doll (which was supposed to be a baby) showed up. Shit, even Pam flinched during that movie. Super Noypi was fucking bad, bad, bad. So bad that during the convenience store scene, all the fucking goods inside the store weren't even goods. They were just empty bags with words SOAP, SNACK, and CHIPS written on them. Hell, even Felice and Powie were so disgusted they left 30 minutes before the movie ended. Fuck man, the villain even dressed as M. Bison!
- ENCHANTED FUCKING KINGDOM!!!!! Pam screaming like hell at the kiddie roller coaster (again, you can't write that shit). Me getting drenched at the rapids ride. Riding the roller coaster with Migs. Riding ATVs with Chri and Fi. Watching some stupid ass movie ride with everyone. At the end of the day at EK, someone smelled fierce, Chrissie's ass was tired from driving, and everyone was full from Burger Machine.
- Everything tasting better in the Philippines. Burger Machine was the fucking best.

The bad things in the Philippines
- J.L.'s unbearable annoyance.
- Furby's mood swings.
- Chrissie's bad, bad, bad habit! (You know what I'm talking about Chrissie!)
- My mom getting into a freak accident after eating at the Italian resto near the beach in Boracay. Fucking palm tree branch fell on her stomach. She moaned and squirmed. When the owner asked what he could do, she asked for a frickin' iced tea. That's fucking it. Seriously, she's been addicted to iced tea ever since drinking one from Jollibee.
- If everything tasted better in the Philippines, the McRice Chicken Burger sucked the big one. Instead of a bun, it's two patties of rice with the meat in the middle. It's not food anymore, it's a freak.

Hopefully more things to come in the next few days.

I'm in Boracay now taking in the sun but it's just not as fun without everyone else. If Kat wasn't here with me, I'd go insane. Hell, being with J.L. is enough to make anyone insane. Shit, hasn't anyone seen this kid eat? It's like a frickin' raptor having it's dinner. On top of that, my mom tells everyone on the fucking beach from Australia to New York that I have psoriasis. What the fuck man? Other than that, my vacation in the Philippines has been fucking awesome. Eating, staying up late, sweating, playing Cranium (seriously, how the fuck can you sculp ATKINS DIET!), and more eating. Too bad Wency, NOW you regret not saving your money. Well boy, it's better if you save your money now for this Christmas. I think that going to the Philippines should be a yearly thing. Work, work, work, go to the Philippines for Christmas, then work again. My skin even seems to be loving the weather here too (or maybe it's just that I have no stress....hmmmm). Oh yeah, filipino movies make me feel stupid. Hey Wency, if you're reading this, Agimat was bad but man, you need to watch Super Noypi (ingenious plot, my ass).