2004-05-25-3:02 p.m.
I don't want to go through this story. This is something I want to forget. I want to forget the shame, humiliation, and dishonor.

Nothing happened to me and I loss very little but I was conned.

My kindness and way-open arms sucked me in. I endangered myself and all the people that love me. Why didn't I remember my own self respect and the respect of my loved ones? That is shame.

I only slept two hours. I practiced punches and hand movements to build my anger. I etched it into my memory. Then I calmed down with breathing and internalized the anger.

I will not trust that easily again. I won't leave myself that open again. I swear, my heart will not be sold cheaply. I will remember the honor of my family and myself.

He was right when he talked about "Eye of the Tiger." Because his con broke my saddness, hardened my heart, and made my eyes cruel in appearance. Chinese Boxing indeed. I will train harder, make my heart stronger.

Ray: "Remember, it's all about attitude."

The con artist makes you feel weak. After being released, I only feel angry. I feel a desire to harden. I suppose I should thank the con-artist if he released this. The con-artist will die by his own lies though, never taking the advice in his lies. I won't thank the scorned though, but will instead attribute it to my own abilities.

I now have a good idea about how Ray moves so fast with power. It's like turning on a light switch.

I hate these types of experiences.

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