Today, I have witnessed two amazing people in what they do.

Will Philips, a little boy of ten years refusing to stand up for the Pledge of Allegiance because HE KNOWS that it's not true. And he's damn straight RIGHT. Also, you gotta give 'em props for telling a teacher to jump off a bridge after she hounded him about it. Hah.

I love this kid. Go to 's "I SUPPORT WILL" journal, and you'll find the link to his story. GO LOOK. He is the BEST. EVER.

And we can't forget about PACMAN.

asked me once that if I could have lunch with anyone in the world, who would it be? At the time I chose the paternal grandfather my own daddy didn't even know well. Now: Screw that, it's Manny Pacquiao for me.

No one really knows that I'm actually a very big fan of boxing, even though the obsession has only started recently. Like a year or two. It happened when I saw Manny Pacquiao. The guy's a beast!! A friggin' Asian beast!!

I was always conflicted about whoever to root for because he always fights Mexicans. I'd let my cousins know I was rooting for the Latino with them, but normally I'd think: "Heh, screw that. I call the Asian. Oh, look, he won! Hah."

I watched his fight with Miguel Cotto tonight. My tio came over and brought a buncha snacks. Cookies!! Chocolate-covered cookies, just for me!! (Haha no not really but he knows I like sweets.) I couldn't wait to see Pacquiao. When he came on, DANG. I knew he was gonna win the second round. Cotto didn't stand a chance, though a good fight he put up. And this time, he wasn't Mexican. He was Latino, but he wasn't Mexican. It was an obvious Pacquiao with me and my mom. Whenever Pacman nailed him, I kept going "Pacquiao! Pacquiao!" the way you'd say "Pew! Pew!" like a gun, y'know? My tio and parents laughed. ^//w//^

Hatton - Pacquiao'd (Oh, pobrecito. He'd gotten RIPPED.)
De La Hoya - Pacquiao'd (OOOO, I felt bad for him too.)
Cotto - Pacquiao'd (He was bad too, but he put up a good fight!)

But yeah. I love Manny Pacquiao. The guy's amazing!!

Today was filled with amazing people.