PCC Retreat

This weekend was GREAT!! God is soo good... I really needed to be in God's house and family... though i'm no clearer on where God wants me to be, I'm a lot more at peace, knowing that He will open and close the doors for me in His time. my prayer is that I will be a living sacrifice for God, making the most of the opportunities He places me in... even if it's seemingly no fun and painful..aka.. sitting behind a desk.. He never said it'd be easy... I pray for patience in dealing with individuals, perseverance to keep close to His word, and a heart to pour His love out of...

I really need God's perseverance to make it through this summer glorifying God in all that I do, especially at work. just one day at work after coming back from retreat, I already feel spiritually weakened. I feel like I have seniorities again... having an offer for my next rotation, plus the fact that it's summer (and summer in my heart and mind is still fun and games) just sets the correct mood and environment.

^"But you, keep your head in all situations, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your ministry. For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." 2 Timothy 4:5-7. I want to be able to tell God one day that I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.

So at physical therapy today, after being laughed at for having a "peg leg," I got my first walking lesson since... let's see.. since I was 1?? boy, did I feel silly... well, hopefully i'll be walking normal in no time.. maybe even better than i did before!

just call me hoppity

so i'm now known as "gimp," "gimppity," and as my manager puts it, "hoppity." can't you just feel how excited i am by my new found fame? anyways, hopefully just one more week of this brace...

i ate soo much this weekend. i guess i come out of every weekend saying the same thing, but i really ate a lot this past one. and now it's really bad because i, believe it or not, have not participated in any form of physical activity for the past.. almost what 6 weeks??? craziness.. i did hit the driving range this weekend with the fam... one thing i can do with a huge brace one. well, perhaps if i hit the ball properly, i would not be able to do it with a stiff leg, but hey, i don't really know what i'm doing anyways. but still, i definitely would not define that as physical activity, at least not in my dictionary of terms.

i spent the weekend eating and chillin with the grandrents, aunt, uncle, and cousins. what a blast! it's always good to see family and see what's going on in our oh, so exciting lives. anyways, if you're interested, check out my very talented artist cousin's website. www.fayku.com

enjoy.. laters..

running His race... discipline and patience...

So my elementary/middle/high school friend got married this weekend. was lots of fun.. would've been funner if I could dance on 2 feet. Pretty crazy though.. we've been friends since 2nd grade... we were in brownies and girl scouts together, played soccer, the list could go on forever, so i'll spare you. I'll scan in some pics after i get her wedding photos back.

People say weddings are joyous.. and the tears you shed are tears of joy. I don't know though. At my wedding, I'd probably be shedding tears of sadness... it's sad.. your parents are giving you away to be with someone else. yeah, you'll still see family and all, but it's weird. I don't know... I'm sure those tears of sadness will turn into joy when I'm ready... gotta find a man first I suppose.

I went to watch the team I was going to play on get killed by the Central Jersey Wildcats. No surprise I suppose.. the Wildcats have a few National Team players, some international stars... Despite the fact that my team's keeper was getting killed, goal after goal, I just wanted to be out there soo badly.

I don't know what my deal is... not being able to play is really affecting work and everything. Running around really was my method of venting frustration... that's what made me happy. All I thought about today at work was how I want to coach kids at Victory Soccer Camp and how I want to teach and yeah... I'm so confused... I guess I gotta be patient. Perhaps God did this so that I would be forced to find my happiness in Him... in His word.... Discipline and patience... determination and endurance... run His race... not mine...

should i be worried?

I'm getting a little worried... In regards to PCL tears... mixed reviews.. . some say you can deal without it... but then these other articles scare me! "Unfortunately, in such cases (severe) there is no cure and running must cease permanently. If the instability is mild, running can continue but with the caveat that the instability will result in wear on the joint albeit more slowly and that this will frequently shorten a running career." praying that my case is not the above described!

and i don't know why i'm so self-conscious about this brace. i'm slowly getting over it, but yeah.. i've got issues... i wore it more or less the whole day today though!

Anyhow, so we got our job rotations and I'm pretty happy about my position. I will be working in Hartford (location doesn't seem so hot, but I guess at least I'm close to princessvince :)... hehe..), in the Strategy and Business Development group. The job itself seems pretty neat, so I guess that should stir some excitement...eventually... We don't rotate until mid-August, so still plenty of time to cause some trouble in Philly...

Going to visit the grandrents in DC this weekend.. taking my cuz out for a graduation dinner, bringing the grandrents back to our new pad... then good ole memorial day church picnics! Have a good one!

out for the season...

sucks.. no soccer for me for a long while.. i'm screwed.. i can't last more than a day without touching a ball.. or without running from place to place..

got my mri results today.. ruptured pcl.. i'm glad it's not the acl, although i'm not sure how i got to the pcl without getting the acl.. whatevers..anyways, bad side is that pcl's harder to reconstruct and not always successful.. good side is hopefully, or prayerfully i won't need to get surgery (of course that's also dependent on me wearing this dumb brace...and taking care of the knee.. which i am not quite fond of doing). yeah.. so my doc threw me in this huge, bulky, completely straight 180 degree brace for 4 weeks!! yeah.. i'm sure that's really going to happen... i mean, part of me says to wear it so that it can get better and so i can play sooner.. but most of me is saying, this sucks.. it's ugly, it's a pain, it's extremely inconvenient, it's hot.. and screw it.. we'll see what happens.. if you have any advice on how to get my pants over this thing, please tell me... i could do the skirt, but the brace is so long that half the brace would be hanging out... i be looking real stupid..

anyways, we find out our next rotations on friday... hartford, philly, or ft. wayne, usa here i come!

china fun, soccer bum...

China was mad fun... I so did not want to come back to the real world..

Anyhow, it was quite stressful until about day 3 of the trip. The Friday before i left, i was at work until 1am.. fun stuff.. then proceeded to my apt. to move more stuff out and pack up the rest... after I arrived in Beijing, I had to select my top 7 choices for my next job rotation, and type up all this crap about them... yeah.. forgot to take into account that accessing certain url's from China is often not as easy as it is here... hehe.. slight problem.. oh well, it all ended up alright. but China was awesome!!

1st stop: Beijing... it was nice to be back in the polluted, dusty and dirty capital of China. I went to practice with the university softball team that I was a member of... brought back nice memories. we had an alumni vs. students scrimmage.. and we won of course.. hehe.. I was a little worried that I'd forgotten how to play... after all, the last time I hit a ball or caught one was probably when I was playing for that team in China.. I guess I got lucky with a double.. pop fly the 2nd batting.. and of course the trip would not be complete without a biking down the streets of beijing, rubbing up against dirty xiali cars (which are not being manufactured anymore by the way... replaced by some anhui car which looks quite nice actually)... anyhow, grace, her bro, and i rode down to the temple of heaven...twas quite fun.

then off to shanghai, dropped my crap off at my bro.'s apt.. which is ridiculously nice... in american standards!! spoiled child... had ribsat tony roma's with my uncle on business from taiwan... then headed to the 15 hour train ride to Huangshan.. translated yellow mountains i guess.. it's the really pretty ones that you see in all the chinese paintings.. it's really, really nice there, but the hike up and down.. is ridiculously difficult. we were dead tired, sore for a good week after that.

then another 15 hour train ride back to shanghai.. spent some time there just hanging out.. getting to know the city.. met up with some old church friends.. lyndon, rossana, jeremy, hannah.. didn't see the baby though.. they seem to be having quite a time there.. chilling with the bigwigs and all.. fun stuff.
then, to hong kong. first time there for me. now that place is fun.. i only wish i could understand the language and speak it! it's a cool, fun city, with pretty mountains and surrounding waters nearby as well.. i had authentic dimsum, which to be honest was good, but not anything outstandingly better than what we can get in chinatown... walked around teh city a bit, had afternoon tea in some bay.. very nice btw., and went for a boat cruise... went wakeboarding, swam to shore, played some version of touch football on the beach... quite a nice time.. had some good bonding time with my bro's gf too.. that was good. one major annoyance.. everywhere i went, i was reminded of how much i look like my brother... argh...

anywyas, back to the real world i guess.. i got back last sunday, was back at work on monday morning. surprisingly and thankfully not too jetlagged... had my first full week of commuting last week.. not too bad i guess.. so far at least.

was a little stressed about these soccer tryouts held this past weekend cuz minus the hike up huangshan, all i did the past 2 weeks was eat and sleep... geez.. haven't had to tryout for soccer since who knows when...anyhow, so i go to the tryout... doing well... 30 minutes into the tryout, i go and slide-tackle this girl for the ball..., collide with the girl.. and somehow mess up my knee.. sucks.. anyways, i'm not sure what this means.. i wanted to play in this league so badly... but it's doubtful now.. i was going to go watch practice today, but ended up getting horribly lost... ended up near the shore somehow.. frustrated, found the turnpike and headed home. maybe it just wasn't meant to be.. maybe God doesn't want me to commit myself to this team this year.. i don't know.. whatever... learning to let go.. there are always other opportunities i guess.. and there's always next year..
gotta finish up some other work for our group project.. presenting some crap to each other tomorrow.. then we have our cocktail networking party and interviews tomorrow and friday for our next job rotation.. definitely quite ill-prepared.. oh well.. whatever.. not sure what to do with my life anyways.. would love to go back to chian.. or find a job that i woudl be able to travel to china frequently.. any connections anyone?

i quit (adult life)

if this is what adult life is like, i quit...

i don't know how to deal with difficult people, and quite frankly, i'm tired of it. i give up... but then parents step in and pull me back into the game... i can't handle my own life.. yes, i'm getting stepped on... it's obvious... everyone except the one knows it.. i could play _'s game and do what __ done to me, but what would that do? just make me feel guilty, and plus, __ wouldn't even see __ own reflection through my actions... how do you love and care and yet not be stepped on?

finally this weekend, i think my dad started seeing the bigger picture.. it was interesting because he compared what i was going through to what JC had to go through... saying that what I'm going through might hurt and I might lose some stuff, but it's miniscule compared to what JC had to go through.. that was pretty cool... finally.. this was the first time that i felt like someone who has a major influence on my actions, understood...now the main problem is that my mom has not quite reached that understanding yet. this stupid situation is pulling apart my life and my parent's now! i'm sure it will pass soon.. hope so at least.

a few more days until i can just relax and not think about anything.. i cannot wait to get on that airplane to china... i cannot wait to sit there, motionless, eat airplane food, sleep, watch movies... for a full 10+ hours...

praying i can make it to sunday in one piece... work is stress... my love for food is evidenced by my constant eating at my desk.. you know there's a problem when i, out of all people, don't have time for lunch, and then don't have time to eat until 830... we also finally got the job listings for our next rotation. not too thrilled by any, but that's alright. i don't really know what i want to do anyways...i was already called to the program head to discuss my thoughts on the rotations.. how do i get pulled into this stuff??? somehow have to sort through all of those listings and select my top choices before I leave... now that would be in addition to closing up the other work i have to finish, packing up my entire apartment... yep yep.. it was decided that i would move out by 5/1... i return from china on 5/2, so basically i'm screwed. packing everything up tonight (and those of you who have seen my room before.. yeah, well, it's worse than you've last seen), bringing some stuff home tomorrow.. fit work in between, go shopping for presents for fam and friends in china, get a dress for my manager's wedding, get her present... yeah.. more or less screwed...

whatever, like i said... if this is what adult life is going to be like, i quit. i've just about had enough.

learning to love...

Learning to love when the world's reaction is hate is quite a challenge indeed... but what a pleasure it is to suffer and learn how to love... and what a pain too.. :)

We had our 2nd development session all last week.. I thought it would be nice to get out of work for a few days, but man, did I wish I was back at work.. group projects, difficult people..rather, difficult person.. opinions stated, voices raised.. i'm really starting to think i have a lack of people management skills. i never had these problems before.. so weird!!! unlucky perhaps??? or rather, i think i've just lived a very sheltered life..

I went to my first bridal shower this weekend.. and boy, did I learn a lot about showers and weddings!! My friend Karen who I went to school from 2nd through 12th grade is getting married in June, and yes, she's my age... craziness.. these kind of events really age us.. you can't help but feel old when your friends are getting married and entering the "true adult" stage of life... it was a lot of fun catching up with friends, and parents of friends who I grew up with... parents who used to drive us around to soccer everyday.. ah the good 'ole days.

anyways, so i have less than 2 weeks to figure out what i'm going to do about my living situation, move out and in or stay, figure out what i'm going to wear to my boss' wedding, figure out who if anyone to bring, do my taxes, book hotels and plane tickets, finish up any major projects, get in good soccer shape, tryout.... slightly stressed... oh well, what else is new... but whatever.. after 2 weeks.. i am off to CHINA!!! wish i could stay there more than my vacation days allow...

how to forgive 100%

I think i've come to realize that i have not fully forgiven this person... and that's why i've just been feeling kinda blah.. stressed with all the work i have to do and meaningless stuff... my mom told me this weekend that my teeth grinding is really loud.. didn't even know that i grinded-ground?? my teeth... maybe that's why i've been getting these weird headaches.. weirdness... everything's connected in some form or fashion.. all starts with your spirit... i need to get myself right with God, and I'm gonna need his help to totally forgive...

work is crazy busy.. in addition to all the real work, we had to put together these performance assessments and internal resumes in preparation for our next rotation... and i thought was done putting together resumes... using all that business language...for awhile..

the rents are moving to their new house tomorrow... finally... exciting.. sorta.. actually, more of a pain than anything.

anyways, all i wanna do in life is play soccer and go skiing and boarding. oh, anyone wanna buy my old skis off of me? they're still in good condition.. no bindings.. just skis..

oh.. and Passion.. what a movie... excited for what God's doing with that... praying for miracles...

grace and mercy to forgive and love

so it's been a rough 2 weeks.. haven't felt that much pent up anger in me in a long while... it's definitely been God's grace and mercy that has let me have some peace and patience with what's been going on.. I'm usually pretty chill about things in general. Sometimes things may bother me, but I realize that in the scheme of things, that thing is really just a tiny aspect of life, and oftentimes not worth fretting over. You let go, forgive, and forget. If you feel like you've been wronged, i don't think it's worth holding grudges and arguing over... talk about it, share how you feel, and let it go...

I guess this time, I just had it. I felt like I was always being taken advantage of and stepped on, and quite frankly, was just really quite tired of it. Yeah, it had to do with money issues, but the reality of the situation to me was that I really don't care about the money... it was the principle.. it was the fact that I am the one who always has to give in and sacrifice something in order to please the other. it frustrates me because i really care about this person and want to be a witness to her, but it's just so difficult, especially in this kind of situation. during a conversation we had to talk things out, all i wanted was for her to see my viewpoint without offending her with my truth of how i felt... the fact of the matter is that i cherish friendships and relationships more than i do such trivial financial matters, but it's hard to make that point and not get screwed over financially by someone who could care less about how i felt or how our friendship would hold up. i was worried about how she would react and how she would deal. i wanted to make sure she wouldn't be on a love-hate relationship going forward... and at the end of the conversation, we were on pretty good terms, we were both smiling as we parted, but inside, i hurt so badly. it hurt so much to see her "okay" and at peace with the situation as I walked back to my office and broke down in tears. it just felt like a losing battle. i guess it's hard to put in words... anyways, it's hard to understand now, but i know that God is teaching me something and perhaps even providing me an opportunity to be a witness to this person. we still need to hash things out a bit more, so we'll see what happens. it's just so hard to love sometimes and so easy to complain.... it's also especially hard to see straight, to see how God wants me to react, when friend's around me are more angry about the situation than I am. i think i was more upset than angry... but people around me are telling me that i can't let this happen.. don't get screwed over.. that's enough.. and all that jazz clouding up what God wants me to see...

anyways, found out yesterday that a girl at the church i sort of go to, was murdered. i personally did not know her, but some people i know at the church did know her. pretty crazy.. things like this really puts life back into perspective. the matters that i was worrying about really are just so trivial and not worth wasting God's precious time on. life is short.

as i was reminded the other day, i really need to get my act together and have a nice conversation with the friend i'm having issues with and bring some closure to the situation... closure to how we will handle the financial matter, but more importantly, closure so that i can seek God's love and grace and mercy to help me forgive this person fully, and continue to love her even more. please pray for us and for the family and friends of the girl who was murdered.

one day at a time... work hard, play hard, train hard...

So random... I think I posted a similar entry last spring.. last weekend, I ran into Coach Dre again (HS track coach) at a restaurant.. so random.. i used to run into him all the time, all over the place... slightly odd that it's continued through college and work life!!

Anyways, so because the WUSA crashed, many of the pro players are signing with the league that I played in last summer... apparently Brandi Chastain has already signed with some CA team.. pretty cool, except that my team for some reason is not playing in that league this year.. and there don't seem to be any other teams close by... sucks..

i'm kinda bummed cuz i spoke with a coach of a jersey team in a sister league to the one i played in, and he wants to see me play and compete for the position, but then he continues to say that i would be competing against a girl who played with the u21 national team. great, thanks, i'll just take a seat on the bench and go home crying...

i guess there are 2 options to take.. give up, which i've never quite been good at; or fight for the position... but is it worth the time and effort, and is it worth being the underdog the whole way through the fight? i don't know. at this rate, i've got no chance... believe it or not, today was the 1st time i stepped in my gym since probably november.. yeah, since i hurt my leg... my main form of exercise was walking to the fridge and grabbing food at work, and playing soccer once a week.. that kind of shows you where my heart's at.. if i really wanted to play, i would have been training the whole time through...

i often wonder why i want to play so badly.. is it to prove something to my family (coming from a typical asian family that encouraged education a lot more than anything else) that i can succeed in this sport and reach my childhood dreams that have constantly been greatly discouraged?? or is to prove something to myself... i really don't know anymore. am i still dreaming and setting myself up for failure?? i feel that God has something in store for me in this line of business... playing on the Peking U. softball team really let me see the gifts that God has graciously given me, and well, i see those gifts carrying over onto the soccer field with the members of a soccer team...

i'm confused.. clearly.. haha.. nothing new i guess.. yeah, i could just play for fun, but i'm never happy just "playing for fun.." i tried that this past fall... i guess i really need to keep the focus on the big man. in the end, it's ultimately about Him, not me or my childhood dreams or whatever... i guess i'll just try to focus on one day at a time.. work hard, play hard, train hard and not worry about what happens this summer.. what happens happens.. easier said than accept...

getting late...

confused

We had this National Sales Conference last week right in Philly. I thought I'd have a nice break by attending the conference, as things before the conference were really crazy as we got together all of our materials for a presentation we were giving (compliance is mad strict nowadays), but man, those sales people sure can party! Mike Egruzione (is that how you spell his name??), the US captain of the 1980 Olympic hockey champions, opened up our event with a great talk on teamwork... then we had this other speaker who was AMAZING to close the conference... apparently one of the top motivational speakers in the world or US?? (i guess they have competitions or something).. anyways, he was real good... spoke on the topic: "attitude is everything"... bringing people to tears and all.. wow. if you weren't motivated after that, well.. don't know what would. so clear that he was a Christian... the way he spoke, the language he used... wish you could've heard him.. real good..

the sales conference was great, except that it confused me even more! after the conference, you couldn't help but want to work for my company. i'm definitely excited for the co., as i think we're going to have a great year, but if you had asked me a week prior to the conf., you totally would have heard me saying.. "i don't know.. work is alright.. not sure what i want to do.. kind of want to go to china... teach, play soccer...," and leaning towards that direction, now, well, i may be leaning in the opposite direction. eek!

To make things worse, I got the privilege to help out with 2nd round recruiting yesterday and today...bad idea (but great too). It was really neat to be on the other end of the process, talking and actually interviewing people, and picking and voting on who I felt was a good fit for the program (quite a harsh process i must say). It was a great experience though, but really weird because it was me exactly one year ago, sitting in that same hotel room, having the same cocktail party at the same place... very odd.. met a few columbia kids too! There's definitely some impressive people in that crew, so I'm excited, especially since my overall top pick will be getting an offer for my position in my business unit! Hope he accepts!

Now I just have to figure out where the heck I want to go next year... hopefully not Indiana, but as I've been saying for the past 2 days... (i've basically brainwashed myself into believing that any location will be great cuz it's only 1 year), it won't be that bad. I'm not sure if the motivational speaker got to me, and now all of a sudden i have this overly positive attitude towards the work that i do, or if i've just sold myself and the program so much the past 2 days to recruits or what.. but I've successfuly convinced myself, and hopefully the recruits, that lincoln is great and the pdp program is awesome...well.. anyways, i guess i've just confused myself even more on what to do with my life.. i'll probably be around lincoln. it's hard to separate yourself now.. after telling the whole world that you love it and all. i really wish i could just take 1 year off to explore a bit, see if there's something else out there, separate from the financial services industry, that i'm more suited for.. well, i guess we'll see.

Anyways, i am exhausted and desperately need to catch up on sleep.. so goodnight!

PHS's famed Studio Band director, 'Dr. B,' dies

We may have complained about the endless sectionals and practices and "going down the line" sitting in utter fear, but I definitely appreciated and will continue to appreciate his passion for music and the drive he instilled in us to be the best of the best. Thanks for the incredible music education you gave us all, Gunga Din, and my red lobster. PHS's famed Studio Band director, 'Dr. B,' dies

By: Jeff Milgram , Staff Writer 12/30/2003

	Staff photo by Frank Wojciechowski Anthony J. Biancosino conducts the Studio Band in a concert given in his honor in 2002.

A teacher who inspired students to take up careers in music.

Anthony J. Biancosino, the director of Princeton High School's award-winning Studio Band who lost a battle against cancer Saturday, was remembered Monday as a teacher who inspired students to take up careers in music.
"His impact was huge," Princeton Regional Board of Education President Charlotte Bialek said Monday.
Known as "Dr. B" to students, parents and staff members, Dr. Biancosino, 57, was a music teacher for 35 years, 26 of which were in Princeton.
He was an inspiring teacher to "thousands of students," Ms. Bialek said.
"Many of them went off to careers in music. He was an incredibly inspiring teacher," she said.
The best known may be John Popper, the leader of Blues Traveler, who has said that his success in the music industry is due to Dr. Biancosino's mentoring.
"Obviously, we are all saddened by the news, even though we knew he was ill and had undergone surgery," Superintendent Claire Sheff Kohn said Monday. "He had such an incredible love of life and enthusiasm. ... He'll be a great loss."
Dr. Biancosino conducted his last concert with the Studio Band in June, when he announced he would retire. He had been on leave while battling colon cancer, but had returned sporadically to conduct the jazz band, which had played at two presidential inaugural balls.
In 2002, Down Beat magazine, the Bible of American jazz, presented him with an Achievement Award for Jazz Education.
"With the enthusiasm that Tony Biancosino exudes for jazz and its contribution to American musical culture, it's no surprise that ensembles from Princeton High School's music program win first place awards at festivals and get invited to play at presidential inaugural balls," Down Beat said in June 2002.
"He was wonderful and the students really loved him," Ms. Bialek said. She said Dr. Biancosino taught music at PHS at a level typically taught in college.
Dr. Biancosino was the founder and conductor of the American Heritage Wind Ensemble.
Dr. Biancosino's younger brother, Joseph Biancosino-Downey, will be the Studio Band's new conductor.
In April, the Studio Band beat eight other ensembles to be named the best band at the Dunellen High School Invitational Jazz Festival.
"They couldn't have done it any better," Dr. Biancosino said at the time.
At a concert in June 2002, Dr. Biancosino pointed to the Studio Band and said, "I always felt they were an extension of my family ... and that's how I treated them."
Before the June 2002 concert, Dr. Kohn said, "Tony Biancosino is an enthusiastic teacher, band director and person. I feel fortunate to have had him in my career and in my life."
Dr. Biancosino said the school has a duty to teach music and the payoff is what it does to the students. "They give everything," he said of his students. "At the end of the process, their lives are changed."
Trained as a classical musician, Dr. Biancosino told Down Beat, "When I entered teaching, I found a huge void about American music, specifically jazz. Many schools pay lip service — they'll have the ensembles that do jazz in the evenings, but they're not part of the curriculum."
He said if students can do jazz improvisation, "they can do anything." Members of the ensembles learn to apply music history, theory and improvisation to what they're playing.
"It comes right through the ensembles, right through the arrangements we're doing whether it's Count Basie or Les Brown, whatever we're doing," Dr. Biancosino told Down Beat.
And he uses jazz education as a base to teach other music, such as clas- sical symphonic works.
"My philosophy is if you can play a refrigerator, if you tell me you can play one, bring the refrigerator in. I want to hear it. And if you can play it, you're in. There should be no exclusion of any student because of the nature of the instrument. We're here to teach children. Let's give them an education," he told Down Beat.
Former student Peter Winarsky said he learned perseverance, confidence and discipline from Dr. Biancosino. "He really does care about the students more than anybody I've seen," Mr. Winarsky said in June 2002. He was one of about 200 students who belonged to PHS's Meat Club. Dr. Biancosino was the faculty adviser to the club, which held an annual steak dinner.
"He definitely has a great sense of humor," Mr. Winarsky said in 2002. "The humor just shines through. We bust each other's chops, but it's all in fun."

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year! Another ball drop, another year passed...

My brother and I spent our New Year's eating SPAM... yes, the stuff that comes out of the jar. It was actually surprisingly quite good.. my church friends were having an Iron Chef night (wish i was there to see the chef's at work), using SPAM as the main ingredient. Spam stroganoff, spam sticks, spam stir fry, spam with A-1, oh, spam pizza bagel??, and last but not least, chocolate covered spam... i think i'll lay off the chocolate covered spam in the future. :)

Definitely lots of fun being back with the brothers and sisters that I grew up with. It's really neat to see how much each and every one of us has grown up and matured. I'm so thankful for all of you! Who knows where I would have ended up if it were not for you guys/gals and our youth group and our Friday nights with Joshua's discipleship classes... Wow, how old were we when we started having those? 6th grade? Man, we're old.. anyways, now that we're old, there just never seems to be enough time to catch up and reminesce on our past...

New Year's resolution: QTs in the morning (please keep me accountable to that), & get my lazy behind to the gym!

Have a good one!

Does PowerPoint make us stupid? Tuesday, December 30, 2003 Posted: 10:42 AM EST (1542 GMT)

Yeah, technically it's not right to take things out of context... but I just couldn't resist using the headline. After spending all day at work powerpointing away, I can't help but wonder... is powerpoint making me stupid???