ABOUT ME

The first fact you need to know about me and the MOST important fact you MUST remember about me is that I am first and foremost a REAL Christian. Not someone who calls themselves a “Christian”, but then drinks alcohol, smokes, does drugs, sleeps around, goes to clubs or worldly parties. The Bible calls those “Christians”, HYPOCRITES. I know what you're probably thinking, that I have a "holier than thou" attitude, but that could NOT be further from the truth. The fact is that I KNOW who I am in Christ and I KNOW how God expects me to be if I claim to be a "Christian". I KNOW that if I do walk the walk God wants me to walk that every need, want and desire that I have will be met and so far God has NEVER failed me. I am absolutely in love with my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He comes before anybody or anything in my life. This is why I am not willing to do anything God commands me not to, because I respect and honor my Father as much as possible. I attend church at least two times a week and more if I can, plus am as active in it as possible. I’ve seen too many miracles to ever doubt the power of God or Jesus Christ. I’ve seen blind eyes healed, cancer patients completely healed, homosexuals delivered and much more. Nobody’s going to tell me God wants anybody sick, poor, oppressed, depressed or anything like that, because I know it’s a lie.

I was born three months premature on June 26, 1981, with several deformities, including my toes stuck together, my hands closed in fists, my body dislocated at the waist and a hole in the top of my head the size of a half dollar that went all the way down to my brain. I had my first surgeries within minutes of being born, to close the top of my head and had a total of 25 surgeries by the time I was 15, when I voluntarily stopped having them. The doctor told my mom that IF I lived passed the first year I’d be retarded by the time I was fifteen. When I was seventeen years old, I was well on my way to focusing my life in baseball and go to college on a full scholarship and that would be the path I’d take in life. But, soon after that I was diagnosed with full blown adult arthritis; the doctor told me that I’d probably be accepting my high school diploma in a wheelchair. That’s when I was first invited to the church I go to now. I walked in and without the pastor being told anything about me, he took one look at me and said “when you walk out of here tonight, you’ll never have pain in your body again”; he prayed for me and to this day, I’ve never had a single pain due to arthritis whatsoever. When I went to get a follow up with my doctor he showed me the difference in the x-rays of my knees. My old x-rays showed scarring from the arthritis, but the new x-rays looked like brand new knees and even the doctor said it “looked like someone had given me brand new knees”. I have a physical every year and the doctors agree there is nothing wrong with me any more. I lived in East Los Angeles, CA for the first five years of my life, but have been living in Glendale, CA since then.

I’ve just returned from spending five weeks in Mexico and I miss it so much. I spent time with my family and enjoyed every minute of it. As I always say, “there’s nothing like spending time in Mexico to remind you of how much we Americans take things for granted”. The people of Mexico are so sincere, caring and approachable unlike the arrogant and ignorant Californians I meet on a daily basis. I’m not saying that every single person in California is that way nor am I saying that every Mexican is the same way, but you certainly can see a difference.

Based on what I’ve said, one might come to the conclusion that I’m not proud to be an American and/or I consider myself to be “Mexican”. This could not be further from the truth. I also always say, “There’s nothing like returning to the United States to remind you how blessed we are”. One thing I will never understand is why people who are born in the United States are so proud to be a different nationality. They are PROUD TO BE LATINO or PROUD TO BE MEXICAN (OR PUERTO RICAN) or whatever. How can someone be proud to be from a country when they live in another? How can anybody claim to be a PROUD CUBAN if they’ve never spent one day let alone a life time living their. They have no idea what it’s like to be Cuban, Puerto Rican, Mexican, Russian, Asian, French or any other nationality for that matter. I’m thankful I live in the United States of America and have been privy to the frills of such since birth. These people know nothing about the hardships of living in another country, and yet they wear t-shirts and have bumper stickers on their cars and all of a sudden they are “Proud to be (insert nationality here)”. I really wish people would stop disgracing themselves and this country I am so proud to be from. If someone is born in the United States, last I checked that makes them an American, right? Even worse is how people are quicker to profess their national pride above their pride to be a child of God. I am of Aztec, Filipino, and Mexican decent; but when asked, I will without a doubt answer, I am a Christian Republican American or what I like to call a REAL American (for some reason, every time I say that I hear Hulk Hogan’s Real American theme play in my head).

I am a TRUE Conservative Republican. I am proudly pro-life, against “gay marriage”, for the death penalty and for protecting our borders. Even though my support for him has gone down, I still support my president, George W. Bush and WOULD vote for him a third time if possible. Oddly enough, the reasons I still support our president are the reasons most people have turned their back on him and the reasons my support level has fallen are the reasons some people still support him. I voted for John McCain and Sarah Palin in November. It’s saddens me to think that a man as immoral, arrogant and self centered as Barack Obama is our new President. The rest of the world already thinks Americans believe they’re better than everybody else and with this elitist running the country they now have more reason to believe so. What’s worse is knowing that the majority of the people who voted for Obama were not actually voted FOR him, but rather AGAINST the Republican Party and “Bush” (some people aren’t intelligent enough to realize that Bush wasn’t running and McCain was NOT a “second Bush”).

I am the black sheep of my family and I wear the badge proudly. It doesn’t matter what it is, if someone in my family does something horrible they are easily forgiven, but when I do something that is “wrong” in my family’s eyes, it is held against me forever. No matter how long it takes, they will continue to hold it against me and keep it in mind when they see me. If I say something that offends someone in my family, that is unforgivable, but if someone else says something about me, it’s usually accepted as the truth. Double standards rule when it comes to my family. They will accuse me of not minding my own business, but when something happens between one person in my family and me, the entire family MUST get involved. The other reason I am proudly the black sheep of my family is because I have CHOSEN to be a REAL Christian and not someone who just claims to be one and doesn’t obey God’s word.

I like to refer to my self as a mature man, but perhaps the better label would be a REAL man. I say this because I am NOT like most boys who call themselves “men”. I do NOT get off by looking at naked (half naked) women; actually they disgust me for not having self respect, class, dignity or morals. I do NOT go out to clubs because I am NOT desperate and am NOT looking to have some half naked and drunk girl grinding all over me; I do NOT need to go to the clubs to find a woman to sleep with. I’ll admit when I was younger this is all I cared about, but unlike most men my age (and even older) I’ve grown up and matured; I see women as the beautiful, incredible, wonderful, and amazing creations of God that they are and not as my next conquest. What’s sexy to me is a woman who loves the Lord and can have an educated conversation with me; a woman who dresses half naked and lets most of her body hang out is just trashy.

I worked in mortgages for two years, until it bottomed out. I thought my career path was going to take me into marketing (hence seeking a marketing degree) but the more I think about it, the more I realize that marketing is a small part of what I want to do and getting my degree will only strengthen me in what I really want to do. I am currently marketing for C28, which is a retail clothing store that sells the Not Of This World clothing line. You can check out the site and products by clicking any of the NOTW banners from my MySpace page. I am currently focusing on physical fitness and would like to open my own private gym within a year. I will also be opening a store where I sell things I bring back from Mexico, including silver jewelry, ceramic art, other art, etc. My hobbies include writing, singing, working out, watching movies and a few other things. I’ve turned my hobby of physical fitness and passion for MMA fighting into dedicating myself to be an MMA fighter.

I went to Christian school throughout most of my youth, until my sophomore year in high school when I made the choice to finish my schooling at Glendale Senior High School, from where I graduated. I attended Pasadena City College off and on from 1999 to 2002, ending up with a lot of credits but nothing to show for it. I currently have my AS in business and will finish with a Bachelors degree in Business Marketing. Once I’ve done this I will then focus my energy on getting a degree kinesiology and nutrition as well as all certifications involved therein. All of which will be a valuable asset added to the extensive knowledge I already own.