Ok, READY?!

I say "Pool," you say, "Party!" "Pool!" "Party!" "Pool!" "Party!"

This is CC. Officially at your service. And in keeping in the vein of the assignment, here are the basics:

Today, I am 26 years and 10 1/2 months old.

Me and my pimp-ass dad at the Lourdes Esguerra Residence in J. Asilo in TayTay

I was brought, by my parents, to The Home of the Brave when I was 2 1/2, from The Home of (my favorite!) Sinigang. (And for those of you that know, I mean Sinigang, not Sin-i-Gang.)

I work as a creative in the Advertising world. I say "creative" because although my business card says "copywriter," I've found myself doing anything from designing windows at Macy's Herald Square to art directing a Rolling Stone spread about MP3 players to, which happens more often than the likes of the previous two, writing email blasts about why you should purchase your next vehicle from the New York Long Island Honda Dealers.

If I don't do yoga, I am 20 times more likely to grab at your throat.

And when I was a kid, I used to spend upwards of 5 hours at a time in a pool.

Oh, and don't anyone dare say anything bad about Michael Jackson in my vicinity.

- Til' next time, my little swimmers.