i ran out of gas for the 6th time. this time, i was heading towards the gym, and right when i was about to make a right into the parking lot, the car shut off. then i had to push it like 20 feet into a parking space. driving without power steering was a bitch. not cool.

today i got 3 hours of sleep and went with mike to marina del rey to get some posing trunks. unfortunately, the shop that supplies 90% of bodybuilders has gone out of business. so much for that. after we went down to venice to get his protan and vitamins then headed down to the famous firehouse restaurant to eat. haha i get to eat pancakes in front of starving bodybuilders. extra syrup. buffalo patties, broccoli and egg whites. yum. im poor now. ;(

bulking season is a start for me today. goal 180 in 3 months. its gonna be hard. my friend named a'var is gonna help me for the next 6 weeks since i am handicapped. the other thing is, im using all machines to get big. not a single dumbbell will i lift.

stuff cuming up:
club heaven - 6/24
electric daisyland - 6/25
independance festival - 7/2
club red - 7/8
avaland giant every sat thereof.

brandin iron and montana's will have to hold out for a while. ive been training screamer for a while for his competition this weekend and for next month.
6/25 - NPC Junior California
7/23 - NPC LA Championships

I TOOK THIS PIC WHILE IN THE HONG KONG SUBWAY.

a spontaneous trip to vegas happened friday where i only had $200 to spend. so i had to carefully allocate the limited funds. i decided to spend 40% on food and 60% on clubs since i havent been to one in a long time. i wanted the ibiza feeling to hop from one club to another till the sunrises and something i cant do in LA because of my parental restrictions due to my proneness to more injury. i promised myself to party hardy regardless if my brain wants to knock out. after a long drive friday night, the first afterhours was at Drai's; a noteable club due to its long accumulated reputation. Times have changed, and Drai's has succumbed to a meager 20 x 40" dancefloor of a cockfestival. Never again will i go. Call friday a night.

Next day was the usual tour amongst the most lavish casinos: bellagio, mandalay, caesars, and paris. The night brought us to the venue of RA. Music is very important to me. With a gut feeling that the music of RA would not suffice me, i had low hopes of it being sugar coated. It turns out that RA features one of the largest dancefloors in vegas with a wide variety of music ranging from rock, trance, house, hip-hop, and top-40. Trance, as my favorite dance music, i lasted for a good couple hours there. So Club RA, receives a passing grade.

Next stop, the real afterhours! Stan McQuay highly recommends this club from his tiesto experience couple weeks ago. And i barely missed out last month on the most powerful djs with names such as: armin van buuren, paul van dyk, paul oakenfold, BT, ferry corsten, sandra collins, and tiesto! Unfortunately, how did i not know about these kings of trance music spinning there!? This place is ICE; ran by the European producers of GODS KITCHEN. this is as close as i can get to the real Ibiza scene, from the starry decors on the ceiling to the random blasts of cold, white fog. i danced till the sun came up.


woops! i meant to take a pic of her face.


the DJ




ive seen the same stars and laser scheme in Ibiza


havent seen these machines in a while


party till the sun's up.