The Shovelling. For those of you who are unaware, it snowed over the past two days. It snowed a lot. By the time I went out to shovel last night, my driveway had already been shovelled twice. There was a good 40-50 cms of snow on it still. Sigh. Also for those who might be unaware my driveway is a whopping 27 meters (90feet) long, so you can imagine all the fun I had. I think we finished a little over half of it before I was was ready to collapse and go back inside. It did give me a lot of time to think. As I shovelled the snow, which came up to close to my knees in some places I was reminded of something my friend once told me: It's your funeral. It was grade 8. No, it would have had to have been grade 7, because he was a year older than me. He was my friends brothers friend (Wow thats really long). He was eventually my friend to. It had snowed and we were going to go off into the park before school had started. I was not one for snow pants at the time, so he was forced to inform me that it would be my funeral if we went out there (apparently it was too much snow). In the end I think we just went to school because we ran out of time.
He always thought he was better than people. Not so much better than people, because he was genetically superior, but because he had experienced so much. Chris was like a rock of morality in a swampy of unmoral goop stuff. Or at least that's how he saw himself. Everything he did had a greater meaning. Like when we were in grade 9, he used to tell us not to 'feed the bears' by which he meant 'don't give money to people who come asking for it'. However, whenever certain girls would come around, bat their eyelashes and say: "Chris, do you have any money?" out came the wallet. Of course, when he did it it had a great and deeper meaning than if we were to have given those girls some of our change. He was tall. Freakishly tall even. But he had really strong bones, and a high tolernace for fatty foods(?). According to Chris, it was all the poutine he had eaten because he moved here from Quebec. No matter. The problem came when he had to be the strongest, even though he didn't look it. Granted I guess he was better than most people who do that, because he was actually stronger than he looked; opposed to being hideously scrawny and wanted to make themselves feel better.
Medication. I've been trying hard to avoid blogging over the past week (even though it's only been two days without a blog, it's been a week without a real good blog). It's not that I don't have anything to say, it's more that my brain is totally fried due to illness (which became really apparent when I was trying hard to help someone with a script error they were having - it just wasn't working due to stupid mistakes). Just in case you were wondering what happened to the usually constant blogs. I caught myself saying thigns that made absolutely no sense, and decided it was time for a break.
Hot and Sticky. And white. And it got on my eyebrow :| Yes, I said it. I happen to be talking about marshmellow goop from smores. We decided to make them at Alyssas (with myself, Marta, Torie, and then a MIA Mike Yip). We wandered around trying to find movies before we went, and then we went to Dominion and what not. At Alyssa's we tried making the smores but it didn't turn out so well - in the end the idea was trashed and replaced with something much better: Clue. It's a great movie. Then we played cards. Asshole has presidents changing hands much more often when you play with burns. And now we must join Mike Yip at his secret rendevous place tomorrow at 11:00. Dear lord that's early.
Dark Age of Camelot. I started playing Dark Age of Camelot again monday night. I want to elaborate on why I started playing, and what made me quit in the first place but it would be a waste. The majority of readers have never played an MMO before (I serious doubt the knowledge of what an MMO is), so it would be a waste to try and explain gameplay reasons here. Instead, I will just say that Monday I reopened my account. I had earlier been on a medication enduced trip, and decided to delete my characters. I was unable to retrieve them (because the CSR was in a bad mood) so I started over again. I'm already up to level 35. I think I might get powerleveled tonight again! However playing it so much has caused me to miss Marta. I haven't really talked to her because of being sick and not thinking straight, and playing it has just made the gap between it bigger. But now I shall phone her. She is also getting my old cell phone as soon as I find. Perhaps it was swiped from my desk. If so, you will die!
Roleplaying. I'm working on a roleplay background story for Eluamos Nailo after reactivating my DAoC account. I also have ideas coming out the wazoo. It's insane. I'm going with a part before he really started training his powers, which will include the friendship of Fortunar the Avalonian Scout (and Cameo's from two thieves, an armsman, and someone useless). It will then move on to the training with Mythrysis, Sorac and Prophien. And it will develop from there. I'm just a horrible writer. I might ask for some help on it. I hate asking for help.
January 2004 Archives
It went like this. I'm not bitter about it or anything, just it makes me seem worse than I was.
Mike: he was being stupid while he KNEW i was sick, and havent been sleeping, and was trying to copy stuff down because i missed the test, and instead of being quiet he kept talking about star trek, which i hate on a good day.But when he didnt stop after like the 3rd time i snapped.
Jess: lol he said you were being stupid and yelling at him for no reason
Mike: there was perfect reason. i was sick and he was being extra annoying, which was (annoying * extra)^sick. so i snapped
Done. I'm finally done all my courses. School is over, and I'm happy. Well it's not quite over. The semester is almost over. I have two exams left. Normally I don't worry about exams, but this time is different. I've been sick since monday. Now I'm on medication. I studied for a good 4 hours tonight, all the Data Management review I didn't finish. The problem: I don't remember much of it. Or what I had studied before. I just didn't stick. I'm going to talk to Mr. Sluski before hand about it, and see if I can get it exempted with a doctors note if it's really bad. Becuase I want to take it, because I hate backing out of things. But if I could just miss it and take it when I was better and get like 100%, well that bothers me. (Clarification: I have bronchitis, strep throat, and possibly a cold. Not SARS though).
Calculus. I was going to blog about Calculus. But I don't remember what I was going to talk about. Possibly how I'm officialy not talking to Barone due to a disagreement on moral grounds. Oh well, I'm not suffering.
Berlingeri. I was going to comment about Ms. Berlingeri. Probably about how she was crazy. You could turn of the lights and she would scream to put the lights back on. You could take off the the curtains and put them in the drawer and shed go insane. I loved it when they would set the clock ahead 40 minutes so we could leave early. Then she finally caught on, so she brought in her own watch. Except she would leave it on her desk, so they would set that ahead too. Oh wow. 'Jupiter' always had to smooth the boards. Sucked to be him. And I think it was Julian who hid her chalk thing. I could be wrong, but it was funny either way.
Pictures. I always look drunk in pictures. This is a problem I'm going to have to work on. I don't like looking drunk in pictures taken of me - unless I happen to be drunk at the time, in which case it's excusable.
Stacy or her mom? Stacy's mom has got it goin' on! That music video has to be one of the funniest things I have seen in a long time. It made me smile while I was sick, so it wins. Not like this guy. He should be shot for being an idiot and the person who let him have the internet should also be shot.
Smile. Smiling is very important. Even when you're sick. I know better than you, I think I just coughed up a lung.
Saddam Says: Hey Allah! It's going to top the charts.
Finished. I finally finished my stupid anthro project. The main portion was 48 pagse. Then there was 2 pages of the bibliography, and an other 15 pages of appendicies. And I know shes never ever going to read all that. Oh well, I'm so glad I'm done. My seminar got pushed back to tomorrow. You think I would take this time to expand on it, but I doubt thats going to happen.
365 Days. I think I have the perfect gift for our one year anniversary. I'm going to take Marta tomorrow to pick one perfectly, and get the size. But it's perfect. Perfect I say! ::evil laugh:: Oh my brain is fried. I hope I don't have to get a valentine's day gift too.
Censored. I think I've just been censored in a comment box. I feel so riske!
It was our 11 months anniversary on Friday. I know it's nothing as important as what's coming up next month, but I still would have liked to spend more time with her. But then, I feel horrible for saying that simply because I know that I wanted to go off to Burlington to try out the DDR machine there with Jess and Barone. Instead I went to see Along Came Polly with Marta, Steh, Brad and Field. I'm disappointed in myself because I was such a butt about it in the beginning. It's also possible that I was being a buttface only because I had to go to the washroom, and the beginning of that movie really sucks. Only time will tell. Then we went bowling. I have decided that Field is an uptight white boy. It amuses me greatly to know this. Look at the evidence: He golfs and bowls, he probably has a bedtime, and he didn't want to get beaten up because I was making fun of the wiggers (who deserved to be made fun of [Note: If you're going to wear Ecko, you can't dress like a punk. Idiots.].). Whatever.
Saturday I did nothing, knowing what I would have to do today. I slept until 10:00 (I missed seeing Dr.Pereyra at Tim Horton's giving his Chemistry Test to the grade 11s). I decided I would try and watch some Smallville at one point, but I had either seen the episodes that were on the DVD, or I had heard about the whole story. So I didn't watch it. My Raisin Bran was craptacular too. I played Sim City 4: Rush Hour for the majority of the day. I decided to delete one of the cities in my region and redo it so there would be less traffic problems. But that caused a major glitch with the alignment of the roads and rail tracks from one region to another. And then theres some glitch where my expensives are -$12 million (so every month I end up wiht $12 million more). I'm not sure what happened, or how to stop it - but once again, you don't see me complaining. For dinner I went out with Marta to Cafe TuTu Tango. I was amused, and decided to put in on the Credit Card. I have to remembed to say "Marta says thanks for dinner" to my parents to see how they react. Then we drove around for a bit, and decided to get ourselves lost before we went off to Burlington to DDR with Barone. I'm not sure what to think of it yet. Theres no competition (Read: No idiot who thinks he's good, with short hair and two ugly high-lighted bangs hanging down, that calls himself Swift, or his annoying ulgy friend who plays DDR like its Tetris and hopefully got dumped by his girlfriend who was too hot for him anyways. Wow, I'm not bitter I swear.), but I don't think they take care of their pads. We were slipping a lot, and then I tried playing with no shoes on but that didn't help becuase I was all dizzy from earlier that night and couldn't feel my legs properly. I will wait until at least one more night before I decide to pass judgement.
Today I did my anthropology culminating. It's long. It fills up a whole 48 page portfolio, plus my Works Cited and Appendices are in the pocket in the front. My brain is officially off now because of that. But that's ok, I'll live. I wish I had managed my time better. Actually, I managed my time rather well. I just wish I had the resources I need. I forgot my Review or Literature at school, which means tomorrow I'm not going to be in Calculus. Instead I'm going to be retyping it so that it fits into the final copy and isnt just paper with her editing stuck into the final project. Oh well, it was only a review period. I'm not frantically scrambling to find a DVD player so I can finish my seminar which is also due tomorrow. This one isn't my fault either. IMDB doesn't have the pictures I needed, even though I could have sworn I saw them up there. I also found out my computer no longer has a DVD player so I cant take pictures of the scenes I wanted. I'm going to cry. But it's done for now, and will definatly be finished tomorrow so I'll live.
Family Feud. I don't think I fit in with my family. It's not like I think I'm adopted or anything, but it's kind of like the Fed-Ex kid from Cheaper By The Dozen. If you haven't seen the movie, it will be harder for you to understand so I suggest you all go see the movie. The Fed-Ex kid (I think his name was Mark) clearly didn't fit into his family. Physically he had red hair (only one other sister had red hair - even her twin only had strawberry blond hair), he wore glasses. Mentally he just looked out of place in the family. He spent a lot of his time with his frog (I swear to god, if I get a frog shoot me, or slap me, or something along those lines). Eventually it was made clear that he did fit into the family, but there were those periods in time where he was out of place. I guess that's how I feel. I'm not trying to blame this on anyone; I figured I'd put this out here for other people to tell me what they think of it. Yesterday when I got home everyone was watching a movie. I was on my computer. Maybe I need a comment option for my blogs?
The Table. The lunch table has grown in population. When it originally started there was only 5 us of. Now we're up to a total that floats around 10. There's nothing really important in this. It is possible that our acceptance of other people has grown, and we now include other people - but I doubt that. If anything, I hate more people now than I did last year. It's amusing though, because even though our table doubled in population, our side is still not crowded. It's as if we were the rich people in the city. Heather and Alex refuse to give up their table end, and you don't see me complaining. So Kim, Neal, Megan and Olek all quish onto the other table end. We gave them some room on Friday, because it was a Friday and we felt bad.
School Blues. On friday we finally finished our Calculus TIPS. It's my last test in that class except for the exam. I'm not writing the optional test on monday. But yes, we finished on friday, and I was very very confused. I did a whole page that I didn't need to do at all, I wasted the time to do it, and I still finished in time. It was really easy even with all the brain craps I had writing it. Even though I'm not doing the test tomorrow (which is good, because instead of being in class I'm going to be in a computer lab frantically copying out my review of literature), I plan on getting a copy to do as review for the exam. I've toally fallen behind on my schedule for exam reviews. Damnit. I forgot about those stupid reviews. In data management on friday I presented my ISU. I dint want to, so I blew through it. And it sucked. It was a big waste of time by this point though. It better not turn out to be the same thing with Anthro, not after all the grief this stupid thing has caused me.
Dueces Wild. I tink I'm going crazy. I had another dream about Booster Juice Thursday night. I hate having those dreams. It actually started as a good dream too. Somethign with X-men, and volcanoes and the giant military robots that hunted humans. Then I somehow wound up at Booster Juice, and was making smoothies for my family when all these peopel come in and it's closed so I try to kick them out but they won't leave. I need to remember to lock the doors. Last night I had a great dream. A really long dream, about Wind Waker and Pirates and Trolls. There a new game coming out, that I am so going to play. Hurray!
Sexual Behavior Issues. In anthro on friday Eric gave his presentation on Teen Sexual Behaviour Issues, and having sex at young ages. Taco Fish pressures everyone to have sex all the time. t's bad. Not as bad as 13 year olds keeping diaries about elicit acts like having consensual anal and oral sex with 22 different guys. Or kids n grade 5 having oral sex openly on the back of a school us. Or this. The thing is, with the kids going and doing it on a bus, that wasn't for pleasure. That was because they were doing something they werent supposed to. I dont think that counts. And if that was actually a 14 year old girl, she should have got what was coming to her. McDonalds.
The System Is Down. The CCS is being stupid. So is the stupid side bar. I'd have fixed it, but I've been insanely busy (look how llong this stupid thing is), and I'm now very very tired. I'm still searching for pictures for my New layout. But the yearly creative genious I get hit me last night, so I'm very lucky if I can pull this off. I put up the Mike page - It's a Work in Progress. I would have added more today but like I said, by this point I don't care anymore. The DVD thing was stupid and I couldn't take screenshots. Oh well. Maybe I'll find some pictures if I'm lucky. I sitll plan on watching that tonight anyways, no sleep. Only if you're weak.
Get Ye Flask. Heather had a really long blog. I'm very impressed. I must be a bad influence on her. She talked about a lot of things that are going through most peoples heads from what I've gathered. High School being over in 6 months, the change that groups of friends have gone through, growing up, etc. I'll elaborate more when my blog isn't a million years long. For other people, I think I might suggest doing a weekly blog so it's at least up there and there's somethign for them to say they blogged about. For others, I have a challenge: Blog, I dare you to
No Snow. It apparenlty wasn't a snow day. I had a conflict with that. When you go to bed and it's snowing that much, you figure it's going to be a snow day. This was different from the regular I wish tomorrow was a snow day. This was I know tomorrow has to be a snow day. It was insane. I woke up at like 7:00, and figured it was a snow day. No one was up in my house or anything, so I went back to sleep until it was 8:05. Then I heard my mom and sister up and I figured I should at least make sure it's a snow day. It wasn't. I almost went insane. I was up and ready to walk to school because I had a test first period. Eventually my dad just plowed through the snow on the driveway with his car. Damn it's a long driveway. I got to shcool like 15 minutes late, and just ran into class with my jacket and gloves and toque. All in all it went over well though, the test was easy. (And Mr.Sluski wasn't here so I didn't have to present in Data Management).
Stalkers. I heard something really intersting in Anthro. Mind boggling really. But I digress. Stalkers normally bother me, because they're scary and creepy. I'm being stalked though. Not by someone scary or creepy, which is amusing. Marta's not happy :) It's even more amusing because of who it is - which is one of the reasons I think it's so bothersome for Marta. I happen to see this person all the time, and today when I was in the caf with Natasha and Alicia it got to the point where I was like - someone wants me. Walked by once - whatever. Second time - still whatever. I started to grin though, after it was the 4th time, and then the 5th, and then ther person came right into the caf with some people and kept looking at me. Maybe I'm amused to easily.
I hate. A lot of things. My brother's taste in music is the topic for today. I think he has the absolute worst taste in music ever, especially because it's for all the wrong reasons. He used to like rap and hip-hop which I could deal with. Now he doesn't. And before some people start that bullshit You just want him to like what you like because you're narrowminded arguement (actually I almost dare you too, if you think you can handle the storm that will follow) it's not like that. I like Hip-Hop and rap ... sometimes. Not a heavy rapper or whatever. I still listen to goofy things like Spice Girls and Britney Spears, BSB and Nsync. Steve and I broke out into a random BSB song today. So I don't just like that. I have a bunch of "punk" or "rap-rock" CDs. I still listen to it, I'm just not some stupid poser who runs around yelling "I love punk, I don't believe in god, I hate everyone who isn't like me". But he started listening to punk and rock and what not, only because he started dating this girl. Now he listens to it so he can keep dating these types of girls (I guess I would too, they're all sluts so they're easy). I think my dads tate it music influence him too. Which bothers me. Hi, it's called classic rock because they're all old and you can't let go of the past. And by the way, there's NO such thing as new classic rock artists. Hate to burst your bubble Q-107. I also hate that mindless displaying of affection. Like when everything about a person is how much they love their boyfriend/girlfriend. Bleh.
For the record. I guess I am a rather opinionated person. This Dave fellow apparenlty reads it. I don't care, that's why it's up - so people can see what I have to say. And don't take it personally (because I know someone probably will, even though it's directed at people in general), but if I say something up here and you have a problem with it. It simply comes down to this - Deal with it. Or don't come back. No one is forcing you to come here and read what I have to say. I'm don't going to hide behind some little defensive thing: It's my blog I can say what I want. It is, but I don't say things I wouldn't say to someones face. I guess that's the difference. I have the balls to stand behind what I say, not post anonymously or hide behind some stupid comment about private thoughts. Oh, I don't hate cultures (That was for Dave :p). I have too many of them in me. I do hate posers, and various other extremist fanatic people.
Tables. Eugene has a problem with tables being used in the layout. I can understand why, his browser doesn't display things properly. But the more I thought about it, the more this stuck out at me. Everyone uses tables for layouts. That's what their for. Luckily, I was willing to change (I would have changed the main page by now, but the godly CSS is having problems working together. I'm going to have to look into that). Not everyone is going to be like me. I guess it's just a fact of life, since most people I know use IE. Don't believe that almost everyone uses tables? All of blogger's template are tables. And everything like blogger is mostl ikely going to be on tables too.
Beware: Exploding Windows. I did blog yesterday. I just got tired halfway through and decided to not post it. Oh well. Today my rear window on the van exploded. I think that's about the final straw with the van. 2003 Ford windstar we got in April. It's been in almost once a month. Now they don't think they can have the warranty cover a window exploding because of the temperature changes. No I decided to bash the window in for fun? Idiots. I hope they fix it, or I won't have a van to drive. I'll have to wait for my dad to get home very day so I can use his car. I want to go DDRing on Saturday!
Beware: Snow Days. It's shaping up to be a great snow day. I guess I'm glad I saved my anthro final project so I can do it at home. My seminar is almost done, I just have to do the written thing. I have to retype a lot which I'm avoiding. Really really don't want to retype it, especially if she's not marking it again. Then I have to write a 1500 word summary thing, which she probably won't read anyways. She has to have these marked by the end of exams. I don't remember the exact date, but I think it was due December 1st. And we got it back like a month later - plus she had all of the break to mark it. And she's been handing some of them back as recently as a few days ago. Sigh I don't want to do it, but I'm going to end up typing for like a whole day. Have to do Calculus homework - Pizza TIPS tomorrow if we still have school. I might even do the optional test on monday. Bring my mark up I hope. I'm ahead of schedule for Data review - Yay!
Beware: Secret Blogs. There's something I don't understand. People who keep their blogs secret. It's like anonymous posters - they like to be able to say things about people without having to worry about the reprecussions. What's amusing though is that its normally the people that have absolutely nothing important to say too. Whatever, I just think its really stupid. (And no this is not directed at a certain feline who reads this).
Beware: Annoying People. The way things are looking right now, I think I've managed to really annoy some people. Go me. So I'll stop now, just to be fair.
Patriots vs. Almanacs. Being caught with an Almanac in the US has apparently become a reason to investigate someone. Because we all know how much the Almanca can help terrorist attacks. It's amusing to see how blind some people (Americans) are to the problems in their country. Apparently disagreeing with the Patriot act is a problem. Which it shouldn't be because of all the power it gives the FBI and other authoirites in the US. But disagreeing with it is a problem, so much that you become a traitor and a terrorist for not agreeing with the president. Oh well. Americans will be American (and we all know what that means).
Political Alignments. I spent the major part of last night, and some of tonight arguing with my friend from a video game. He's American (totally brainwashed by American propaganda is more like it), and he had problems with the way Canada felt about the war in Iraq (and how most of the world felt about it for that matter). I'm slighty left, somethign something.
Half Day. And today was the biggest waste of a school day - not that I'm complaining. Ms Cryer had a mental breakdown though. It was insane. I couldn't believe it. I felt bad though. Then I came home and slept with Marta. We slept until like 2:00, and then went to HMV and the mall to wait for Kim to call because she was at Neal's and needed a ride home. I bought two Linkin Park CDs
A lot of Pot. The police raided the old Molson Plant in Barrie searching for pot. I wonder if that's what they were expecting to find. As Steve said: What Columbia is to cocaine, Canada is to marijuana.
University. I just realized I should probably look at the stuff the universities sent me. It's a good thing Mel reminded me. So I went to the Waterloo university site to print this supplementary application thing I have to do. Im going to look over it tonight when I look over the stuff that McMaster sent me. And try to find the stuff Western sent me. Acadia still hasn't proccessed my application. Even though they said that it would be 11-18 business days. In like november. I need to apply for E=MC^2 too. I really hope they dont mean the three weeks thing.
Questions. I hate it when people ask stupid questions. Today in Calculus there were all kinds of stupid questions being asked by stupid people. It was very frustrating. I wanted to scream. I'm not sure if it was the fact that it was really really easy, or that he had just explained it twice on the board. Sigh. I'll live.
Big Words. I also can't stand when people use big words. Not anyone using big words. But really dumb people using big words. Do you really think we don't know that you have no idea what you're talking about:
"The question of whether the act of smoking aids in the increased development of lung cancer is beyoung any hesitation proven with this investigation"
Straight from someones Mathematics of Data Management ISU: Amplified Risks of Developing Lung Cancer Caused by Smoking. Barf.
The Effect I Have. I was just going over old things, and I felt proud of the comments made about me. So proud I needed to share:
Monday, September 09, 2002
al and i actually sat with tim and steve, it was better then sitting by ourselves..but their friends are a lil nuts.. lol, like this guy mike they hang out with, he's crazy or something.. but funny.
Thursday, September 12, 2002
have officially started hanging out with tim and steve every lunch now, it's not too bad, their fun, and their friend mike is crazy hyper, but really funny, so it evens out
Malanka. I'm not even sure I have a brain that can handle compressing all of last night into a paragraph. It started off a little slow, because they were stamping people who had ID and could buy alcohol - I was a little worried, but I knew that my parents would buy it if I needed them to. Anyways. We foud my cousin, and entertained thoughts about running off and joining the Chinese Convention that was going on at the same time on the other side of the convention center. The dinner was good. I really wanted the dessert, and the alcohol. Instead they made us wait through some song and dance routine. Then the dessert sucked. I was sad.
Sitting at the tables I sat with Steve, Marta, my cousin, my parents and sister, and my neighbours. Barone didn't show up. Behind our table was Olek, and Dave, and Orst. And randoms. There were a lot of randoms. It was nice to see people again from last year. Olek dragged me off to some table where the people from last year were sitting. Of course I didn't remember them, I drank more last year than I did this you - and I have a horrible memory even when I'm sober. It was nice to seem them when I figured out who they were. After they finished dinner, the booze came out. There was so much. I sent various people off to get some for me. And Steve, and Marta. And then my mom bought us some. So there was lots of drinking.
Through the night, I decided that song was required. So Id bust out into song, singing over the live band. I'm not sure what songs I sang. Spice Girls and BSB and what not. Stupid things like that. My goal was to get as many people involved as possible. I can't remember if that was before of after the drinking game though. Steve and I tought everyone the english version of a chinese drinking game we learned in England. I think we played it with Dave, Bodan and his friend. I can't remember though. I waved to randoms a lot, and then started getting high fives - all in all a good time. So much for one paragraph.
The Process. I sometimes wonder what the mental process for my brain and anything is. Sometimes I want to move, and leave it all behind and never have to deal with things again. Either moving to some secluded island (and live the life like someone totally loaded) or start hanging out with movie and tv stars (and live the life of someone totally loaded). I guess being totally loaded is important. Not really important, but important enough for a fantasy. I'd love to be able to provide for people so they wouldn't have to worry about as many things as they do. Guh stupid life.
The Choice. So now I'm left with a choice to make. A few choices actually. Do I throw away everything I have to chase some foolish dream? Not likely. But do I give up the chance at something amazing? Also not likely. So I'm stuck. The last time I had the chance for something amazing, I took it. I'm glad I did. I wouldn't have wanted to miss what I got with it. So I'm stuck.
The Solution. I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. Wow, if only it were that easy. Speaking of wierd things like that, I know there's another one. I just need to find it. Until I figure out a real solution, you might see me bitch and moan about it for a little bit (possibly to Heather's dismay). Sigh. I'm going to see cheapter by the dozen. Screw you guys!
Credit Card Scammer needs Schooling? I'm not really sure what to say about this. It's amusing to the least. Maybe he's smarter than your average bear, and we just don't know it yet.
The End is near. I worked my last shift last night. Losts of last. I was very happy. He actually tried scheduling me for Sunday. So I figured I'd be nice and try and find someone to take the shift so he wouldn't have to worry about it. Well that plan well through, so I left him a note saying I tried to fix it so he wouldn't have to, but I had that booked off from a long time ago for new years and I'm not going to be here. Sorry.
Catwoman. Most people seem to have a problem with the new Catwoman movie. I'm not sure if they have a problem with Halle Berry, the costume, or both. I have a problem with the costume. Granted I'm willing to bet that was a horrible horrible shot and it will be fixed. Halle Berry is a great actress, and probably the only one capable of playing a super-heroine. Think about that for a minute or two.
The End is now. Last night I managed to finally meet Craig at work. Never met him before, only hear about him. I thought I was going to have to train someone new: I was like 'damnit'. But I didn't have to so it was all good. They played BSB on Z103. That made me laugh, I was amused. I managed to go 1 hour 20 minutes without a customer. Then some guy had to ruin that. Not only did he have to ruin it, he yelled about us not taking credit cards: The other ones do. Deal with it. Take your credit card, and shove it up your ass. As if I had actually cared in the first place, I don't see how getting upset with me about it will: 1. Help your case at all, and 2.Make the machine work with credit cards. As if after he yelled I would have done something to try and help. Idiots. Then some guy came in, and I could have sworn he'd already been in. I asked him, and sure enough it was his second time. Thursday he went three times. You --> Addicted.
The Cat's Meow. Halle Berry is set to play Catwoman, the latest in the set of movies based on SuperHeroes. I'm not sure I have much to say on it. She's hot; the costume isn't. I really hope it's not as bad as Daredevil. Granted, the 5th time I was forced to watch that movie, it wasn't as bad as the first 4. I either got past the fact that it wasn't Spiderman/X-men, or the horrible plot grew on me. Whatever.
Missing In Action. Wasn't at school today. And then came the questions: where were you today?; where were u today?; why weren't you at schoolio?; why werent u in school mister? I slept all day. And I'm still tired. I doubt I missed anything important. As far as I know, the calculus test for this unit is optional. I'm not taking it. I've been tired since I've gone back to school, and not done any of the homework. Data Management means I have to do a presentation, and I have to do an almost identical presentation in Anthropology so that means: Work = Work/2. Sweet.
Insured. I'm now officialy insured, meaning I can drive whenever I want. ::evil laugh:: I see a lot of potential for this month getting better already. I have to go to Oakville Place to take something back to Sears for my mom, and to drive my sister there. So I'll probably visit Kim again. Kim doesn't have angry boyfriend insurrance though. Neal apparently got mad because I was at work with her. I really dont have much to say, this about sums it up: /rude. Possibly: /kill yourself. So tired.
Mr. Fried Rice. They should have journalism courses at our school. I went to Oakville Place again today. Actually I went to a lot of places; Oakville Place was just first. Kim and Mindy had some guy come in from Mr.Fried Rice. They didn't tell me much, other than that they planned on ordering from him. Well when they called the number they kept getting Ultimate DJ. Then they clued in and realized it was fake. Thats a lie actually. I took one look at the flier he had given them, and told them it was fake. It had no address; the dinner meals didn't tell you what they were - just how much it cost. To top it all off, a black guy dropped it off. Racism aside, you never see a black person working in chinese food places. It's hard enough to see a white person working there. You think it's racist? Go look around at the Chinese Food places and then tell me how racist it is.
What's the story, Wishbone? If you didn't watch that show, you had a very deprived childhood. That was one of the greatest shows ever - not to mention the girl was hot. Anyways. Life sucks for some people. I feel for them, and wish I could make it better.
Real Liquid Gold. Do you realize that bottled water costs more than gasoline? Just something a friend pointed out, I thought I'd share.
Good Old Days. I managed to not be alloed to drop Data Management. Instead, I get an extension to Wednesday to finish my Culminating (it got totally fried, in case yo udidnt know). A lot of good that does me, The programs I needed I didn't have until tonight. But it's done now, thank god I managed to spend all of last night doing it though. I had to write it out by hand. Now I get to worry about sociology. Whatever happened to the days when all you had to worry about was Dinopark. It was the most challenging thing around. Buy a dino, watch peopel go to the park. Actually, Cross Country Canada was the hardest. They had to make sheets telling everyone where to go.
Controversy. I was going to post a thing about suicide but I decided not to. Instead, I will work on EluamosNailo.com Version 3.0, which can be expected sometime around ... March. so instead I've spent all night trying to be creative for version 3. I had something in mind and it was perfect, and then poof. It was gone. I don't remember what it was. Not in the slightest.
Blogging Drought. I have my G2 test tomorrow. And I feel a cold coming on and I'm not sleeping. I figured out that I was drinking pepsi. You would think it would be obvious to you if you were drinking pepsi, but apparently it wasn't until I was done like 2 bottles. This time of year seems to be busy for everyone. Not many people have time to blog. And I wind up with lots of free time. It's probably because I don't do work. I think I suddenly matured a lot. I don't feel like school fits anymore. It's time to stop. That's not good. Calculus doesn't feel like a class anymore, but then none of my classes do. I wonder if this will go away
I either have no life, am very bored with nothing to do, or no one else blogs alot. Now, I know I tend to talk a lot because I'm ver opinionated but yuck. Every seems to have had a crappy first day. I think I'm the only person who is in a slightly good mood today. It's a rollercoaster too. So now I sit here and blog again trying to get Jess to blog, despite the fact she'll probably go to bed before I finish this.
oday I got to take my Young Drivers lesson in a Mustang. Wow I love that car. I'm going to do so well on my G2 test on Wednesday. The only thing Im worried about is how wide the car is, I'm not used to it. Yuck. Oh well, I can do this. Just like Jess can blog. I felt so alive after that lesson. And that's my crappy blog. I guess I'm not very persuasive?
Irrational Numbers.
I don't get it. How do people put up with me? I have to one one of the cruelest people to ever walk the planet. I bet I could give Hitler a good run for his money on one of my bad days. [ Pause for Mr Evangelista freaking out on Webster ] Ah yes, writing a blog in Calculus - not one of the brightest ideas I've ever had. But hey, I suddenly had the though. As I'm dealing with a stupid Data Management Issue, and a possible Sociology diaster, and dumping it on other people no less - how and why do people put up with me? [ Pause for Barone's muttering about sneezes ] One of the many unaswered questions? You tell me.
1 + 1 = Barone's Finger Trick.
And so I wait until Im home to finish this blog. It's going to be long, I can feel it. Barone decided to share some intimate details that I really didn't need to know. It explains a lot of things. Like anger. Misdirected Anger. Me --> Totally Innocent. Oh well. No one ever believes me anyways. On a side note --> Stilly trying to guess why I was upset? (No it's not that, I gave you what you needed for it.)
Bang Interupted.
And so we kicked off a new year just a few days ago, and already it's been very eventful. Steve IRwin has a good chance at the 2004 Michael Jackson Parentlying Award. I had a new years party which was amusing. Kim got drunk, and puked everywhere. Jess listens to Boney M - They make me happy. My Kazaa Lite Not Connecting doesnt. I listen to Remy Zero.
Somebody Save Me.
I happen to love this song. Not so much the song itself, but the chorus. It fits with the show, life, and manages to unbottle several emotions everytime I hear it. Life would be so much better if it was on TV. Oh well. We already have all the drama, just no picture perfect moments or songd playing in the background. I couldn't live in smallville though. No matter how much I play Harvest Moon. Unless I get super powers.
[4:47 : 39 minutes]To kill yourself, pound keypad now.
Blue Windows screens are lots of fun. I'm not sure if I needed to take the CD out yet. We'll find out soon enough. So now I wait for Windows XP to go through the installation, and listen to my brother's muysic (from my room). I need to redownload a lot of music. Yup I was supposed to take the cd out.
[4:50 : 34 minutes]Fatram.
The Windows Time Guesser sucks. It's way off. I think I whine a lot. Do I? I guess I'll have to wait and see. Some of the older blogs I have up in the Archives are brutal.
[4:55 : 32 minutes]Insert Key: Here.
James is odd. He seems to want to talk, but not have anything to talk about. So he talkes about things he really shouldn't talk about. Mr Evangelista told him off for calling him Big Guy. He also went crazy on Webster. {I think I said that}.
[5:04 : 4 minutes]Its hard to talk while no one listens.
Does the same thing go for writing? I think to thing there are important things hiddne amongst the random. Thanks to Steve for Hokey Pokey Elmo. Jess, I hope you can still come to Malanka. Marta, I hope you can stay in the hotel room. Thanks to Mr Sluski for giving me a two day extension.
Eugene claims that divs are better than tables for layouts. Only time will tell. Perhaps he will enlighten us, and then I can try to do that with the next layout. If my computer ever gets fixed so I can do another layout. Grr. The good news is: The server responds again. The bad news is: They haven't responded to my email, so I can't do a domain name transfer yet. Which means I can't host Jess yet. Which leads to a whole list of things I can't do yet. Sigh.
Blah on a lot of things. I actually enjoyed work today. Well, I enjoyed it after I stopped feeling like I was going to throw up. I made orange juice, and ... I don't remember. I did a few things to keep me busy, but I eventually ran out of things to do. Instead I wound up talking with the day guy from Extreme Pita, and the regular Extreme Pita staff. We talked about houses, and how he wants to sell the Extreme Pita as soon as he finds something better. We talked about all the things he could open up, like an Arcade, or a pub, or just a bar. Dave and Busters would be fun. If he sold alcohol he said he wouldn't ID me. I like it :D.
My dad said he would let me have his car at night when I get my liscence. I like that too. It means vroom, I'm never going to be at home at night unless I want to sleep. Which is sort of what's been happening, thanks to Barone's co-operation. He drives a lot - I guess he likes it. What don't I like? Being sick, like I was at playdium last night and at work today. That one sucked.
Wow, driving test on Wednesday. I hope I pass, I want my vroom. Last shift on Friday, I can't wait. It's the Pita Lady's birthday tomorrow. Happy Birthday! I think I'm going to get a card for my boss. Saxophone shopping tomorrow, that will be fun! My dad is shopping for a Hamon B3? Having my blog back makes me happy.
Down with iframes on this stupid layout!
I'm not sure how well this is going to work out. The plan was to blog about stuff before I go to work, but already Im about two sentences in and I can't concentrate. I'm so amazingly tired. Tonight I schedule bed time for 10 - need to have all my energy to endure the first day back from Christmas Break. I need to make a list of things that I should do. Too tired to make a coherent one though. I know I need to go into Guidance and get my form to drop out of Data Management. Then I need to go to Sluski and drop out of Data Management. Calculus is going to be a pain, but the good news is: If I'm dropping out of Data Management, I'm not going to second whether it's become official or not. I'll get my mom to excuse me if I must (I'll probably be dead tired anyways). That means extra long lunch, some extra sleep for mike, and then on to Sociology. I'm honestly not sure if anything was due. I'm 99% sure nothing was due, because I know Data was the only homework I was working on before my copmuter went crazy. So I get to to some Sociology homework. Luckily for me, that was in the process of being written out on paper (not in the final stages), because I was working on it in class instead of watching pointless movies. Hmm.
Sleep just doesn't happen anymore. And it will never happen if I get my liscence. I should get it, unless something brutal happens. Like I get sideswiped by someone who just robbed a bank. Or a freak bus explosion causes me to turn during a yellow. Yikes :| People with insane layouts bother me. Like all black, with green font and red highlighs. Thought I would share. Work is for the weak, soon I will be done. Two more shifts including today. I was going to post two somewhat interesting blogs (The Loveliest Ladies and Booster Juice Bandit) but things have come up and they may have to be scrapped. I may be able to post a little bit about the two, but not a whole thing like I wanted. We will see - perhaps I can salvage the work.
Server should die.
Ok, so not always. But I try hard I swear. These would be on time if I had a server to host. I can't believe they charged me for it. I'm officially ditching it as soon as I figure out how to transfer my domain name. It's sickening.
I went out today. My brain hurts so much. No sleep is apparently very hard on the brain. Oh well, I'm sure I'll live. I can't believe how hard it is for women to shop. I went shopping with Marta today for a dress that she could wear to Malanka. I spent more time in line to pay for the shirt I bought than I did actually picking out the shirt. This Ja Rule CD sucks, time to change. Kylie Minouge, do your thing.
Eugene has one crazy entry. I'll allow it to continue because he's getting me on the inside for a good server. I like it. Now if they would only email me ...
This is turning into one of those pointless blogs, so I end now. Dance! Damn you.
Playing with the coding. The iframe is not working - apparently I don't have what it takes to be #1. I happen to love that song, so I felt it would be amusing to us it as part of my title. Actually, on a somewhat related note: Busted! also amuses me. I need to include them into my title so they may share the glory! They have more than one CD now. I need it.
New years was definatly something interesting. I don't remember it - too much alcohol. Or so I'd like people to believe. Oh well, I'll move on. I definatly wish the year had gotten off to a better start. Not that it was bad by any means. It started off excelently. Lots of alcohol, despite my constant worries that there wouldn't be enough. It was all gone by the end (except the Green Apple Twist Vodka, which was confiscated due to a fear of too much alcohol for us. No worries, I now have a big bottle for myself!). Special thanks to the people who showed up (in no specific order): Torrie, Alyssa, Barone, Jess, Kim, Marta, Moo, Brad, Morganti, Josh, Kaitie. I think that's it. If I have forgotton you - 1000 appologies. I seem to be sick anyways.
Congratulations to the people who upheld their values and didn't drink, despite peer pressure. Congratulations to those who cracked under peer pressure (or claims of ). Thank you Kim, for puking but managing to contain it to two toilets and the floor. Thank you to Jess and Barone for only slightly defiling my room. Thank you, ZoomWebHosting, for allowing my server to crash numerous time to the point where I am now searching for a new server to host this site on (and Jess' site).
I have officially dedicated my website to the lovely ladies of the video gaming world. Version 1 was dedicated to Lucia from Devil May Cry 2. Granted, that design was done completly done by Jess. But now, we move on to EluamosNailo.com Version 2 - Sakura. Dedicated to the lovely lady and tree of the same name, coming to you straight from DDR Extreme (8th Mix) out of the song Sakura. I'm now off in search of the next video game lady to dedicate future layouts to. Right now candidates from console games only include: Aeris. I'm doing a web search for The Loveliest Mithra and The Loveliest Elf across the Vault Network Boards, DAoC, FFXI, and MIRC. Special thanks to anyone who helps out right now.
I was originally trying to figure out how I would deal with extra traffic, but instead Im just going to take a screenshot and have someone else host it if I use it as a layout so I don't have to take anyone elses links down. It wouldn't be fair to them, there's a lot of weirdos playing these games. It will be good though. I am proud of myself for foster RP during these troubled times.
Coming Soon:
- The Loveliest Ladies.
- Booster Juice Bandit.
