March 2004 Archives

I feel like I've been neglecting this blog. In reality, I blogged yesterday (today if you count my post on Natasha's behalf). There's so much to blog about. I think I finally hit that barrier, where there are things I just don't want to blog about. I mean, I'll talk about them if need be, but I don't feel like reliving them.

DDR Extreme doesn't come out until September. That makes me sad. Originally the plan was to use it to practice the patterns for songs I couldn't pass. Well. Most of the songs I like I can pass now. Waka Laka is one exception. That song is just stupid. Cartoon Heroes I can't do either. Both of those songs should be 9 steps. It's easier for me to pass Can't Stop (Speedy) and Exotic Ethnic. Oh well. I will still play it at home with people. And I will finally understand the jumping in Drop Out.

I didn't want to get involved with the Cecilia thing. Mel and Eugene are having a huge fight about it. I think we should send our condolences. I also think it's ridiculous to think that's all we can do. I still find it hard to believe that you can't hear someone breaking into your house in the middle of the night. Marta agrees with Eugene 100%. The name thing was just stupid.

I have 65 pictures that are being scanned for me. 63 of which are from England. I can't wait to put them up. It's going to be a pain in the ass for some. There are like 4 or 5 difference sizes of pictures - it makes no sense. So they all need to be cropped to the proper size, so they look good. Then I need to make thumbnails. I need to find interesting ones. Hurray for Mel for being creative.

Eugene wants a random foursome. Kinky! I hate having two tests tomorrow. I did all the review for both of them. There's really not much of a review you can do for World Issues. I just need to go over the map again tomorrow. Discrete should be interesting. I will hope I know what I'm supposed to do. I know how to do it. When to do it is another story.

I'm not trying to neglect you, I swear. I don't know who actually reads this either. You'd think that was what comments were for.

Natasha Bean-Smith

I assume the majority of you know who I am an therefore I do not really need to go on about why I am, or why I think I am deserving of getting Valedictorian. To put it on a basic level, I believe that I am a genuine person, maybe not all that popular but I am confident enough in myself and the fact that I am a very good representative of all those at Holy Trinity who consider themselves, maybe not normal but defiantly the majority. If you would like your highschool career to end with a speech about big fish in small ponds, to small fish in big ponds, to small fish in the post-secondary lake or the workforce ocean; a speech you will not remember by the end of the night, or did not even hear because you tuned out right after they started rambling on about fish, then I highly doubt I will be the right valedictorian for you. I ensure you my speech will be much more compelling than fish analogies. So, if you would like someone that represents you, who will deliver a memorable and thought-provoking speech then I think that I could really be right for you. We all know that I am clever enough to write a speech that showcases the intelligence of the class of 2004, but I also think I will be able to show the humour, and profoundness of our class.
And to put a thought-provoking and educational end to this whole get to know my thing.

Question: If a turtle doesn't have a shell is it homeless or naked?
My answer: Its homeless AND naked...let this be a lesson to all of you who find joy in removing poor defenseless turtle shells...would you like someone to take your house from you AND THEN TAKE AWAY YOUR CLOTHES...neither would I! I mean being homeless is bad enough, but being homeless and then naked, that?s just a kick in the pants...but wait! YOU TOOK THEM AWAY SO IT IS JUST A DIRECT KICK IN THE BUM...moral of the story - leave the turtles alone
Hmm, kind of a lame way to end such a persuasive look into me. Nope, can't do it. I'll come up with something just gimme a second here......................... ha, it's been like 4 hours since I wrote that last line and you're still here you fools! How gullible! 4 hours to wait for nothing except me chastising you! Idiots! How could you honestly just sit and wait and waste your time waiting for....

I haven't blogged since wednesday. To be honest, I don't remember what I did on those days. So I'm going to have to spend some time remembering what I did. I think I spend thursday night driving around. It was my turn to drive, because I took my dad's car. It was fun. We went to fill up gas so I could get airmiles. I think we spent more time trying to figure out how to open the gas tank than we did filling it up. It looked like one where you needed to pop it open, so we spent something like 15 minutes trying to find where the button was. Jessie was looking around for the button, and I was reading the book. I gave up and phoned my mom. She had no idea. So I went to hit it, and it swung out sideways. Wow. That was embarassing.

Friday Marta had to go to Grant's surprise birthday party. So I went out with Jessie and Kasia. We went to meet up with Krys and Co. for some pool, bowling and then movies. We only ended up going to play pool. It was all smoky down there and I was allergic to smoke, so I had to leave to go eat and get fresh air. It was awkward because Brett was bitter about not being able to get into Jessie's pants. Whatever. Shayla showed up too. So random. Everyone knows everyone.

Saturday was a huge pain in the ass. We had decided to spend the night in a hotel. So we spent the whole day organizing it. Jessie and I drove around trying to plan it. We had to find Elbe or Tomlyn to talk to them first. Then we had to try and get Kasia's shift taken away so she could come. So as she ran around Toys R Us looking for her schedule, I got to meet yet another Jeff. He thinks I'm cool, because I played with the toys. Sweet. Kasia had to work, so it didn't look like she could make it. So we left, a little disappointed. Driving out, we passed Morganti who I had been trying to call. He now has hand prints all over his front window. Whoopsies. It was his fault, not mine.

It ended up being Morganti, Jessie, Marta and I driving around for hours. She was really upset, because we didn't see a movie and now she had to lie to her parents. I don't know why she couldn't say she was out, but her parents seem to be weird like that and I no longer get involved. I don't know enough. The hotel itself was really nice. We ended up getting a really big room and partying. I have no idea how we switched beds. I got up and drank alot in the middle of the night, and then wandered around in the lobby. It was 3 in the morning, and I'm down in the lobby with my pyjama pants and a longsleve shirt with a monkey. Two ladies and a guy walk out of the elevator. Obviously intoxicated (You're toxic I'm slippin' under! ^_^). He squints to look at me, and then he's like. "You! You're my man!" It was really funny.

We ended up staying up all night watching music videos and really odd infomercials. Then at 5:28 Morganti fell asleep right before the pool opened and we couldn't get him up. Then we randomly drifted off to sleep. Only to wake up around 10:00 to check out. It was lots of fun. Then we ate breakfast, and went to get our pictures developed. I got coffee and we saw Olek, Bhodan and Dave. (Stupid kids! Clean up your mess!) We drove them home, saw our terrible pictures. Then I came home. I think Im going back to dominion like 4 times today. Weird. Everyone reads my blog. They all love me.

Male models are stupid. Take: Zoolander, the Kit-Kat commercial, and just about any real life experiences with them. And now I'm modelling Eugene's clothes (I r teh uber model).

I'm tired of school. I no longer want to be there. I don't want to have to deal with stupid assignments anymore. I don't want to have to deal with stupid people anymore. I'm tired of everyone being stressed out about homework. I no longer do my homework. I don't think it will last long, but for now I'm sick and tired of it. Everyday it's the same stupid grueling process that we call a school day, repeated over and over. We finally get away from that place, and then we're expected to go home. The classes are always the same. Take a note in World Issues, and then get homework. Occasionally we do a group activity. Computer Science is listen to a lecture, talk about it in class and then do work from the book. Then there's Discrete. I hate that class. Steve has no reason to be in it. I'm glad he doesn't drop it, or I would go insane. I have no reason to be in it other than I didn't want to take a science. I will never ever use it. It's the same thing everyday. Take the note, get told how we're stupid, then get homework that I don't want to do.

I went out today for lunch. Elbe, Jessie and Kasia came to pick Marta and I up. Steve had a car, but he didn't want to go to another school to eat lunch. So we went to White Oaks. We sat in the caf for a bit. That school is so dirty. Then we found Tomlyn and Jade, and went out for lunch because the WOS cafe was closed for some reason. Yay for Wendy's. Except we had almost no time to eat, so it was all rushed. After that I didn't go back to school when we dropped Marta off. I went and spent my spare at White Oaks. We wandered around a bit with Elbe's boyfriend and his friend. Tomlyn was so mean to the friend. It was funny though.

They don't get out of school until 2:50. Suckers. After that we spent like an hour driving everyone home. We managed to get back to Trinity around 4:00, so I gave Jessie and Kasia a tour. We saw Drew, who Jessie knows. No comment. Then we saw his boyfriend. (Whoops. So much for 'no comment') He offered to strip for Kasia, and let us take pictures. We didn't, but we probably should have. After wandering around the school for a bit, we went over to watch hockey at the rec center and then walked towards Jessie's to get a car. Then we went to get a pita and take random pictures. Kasia had to be home for 5:30, and we had to go switch cars. So we switched cars and went to Dominion to get our film developed. It was 6:00 when we got there, and it wouldn't be ready until 6:45. So we went to visit Tomlyn. We bought her a horse. Then we went to visit Elbe. She wasn't working. We drove around and got to Dominion at 7:00. Then we looked at the pictures, and drove around a little more. I ended up going home around 8:00.

And that's how I 'wasted' my 4 hours. I shouldn't be mad. It makes sense now. She's only worried. I guess I was never really mad in the first place. I felt like crap because I didn't know what was wrong. I did change suddenly. I didn't think it was so much a change as much as doing something more often. They're probably right. I'm probably just a prick.

I almost forgot. There are many people running for Valedictorian. I'm not worry. I stand strong in my support of Natasha. The popularity contest people are trying to turn this prestigious honour into will tear apart the support for other candidates, while strenghtening the resolve of those who actually deserve it.

My brain is off. It's been off since about lunch today. No, it's been off since Discrete Math. The lesson wasn't hard. I finally understand the assignment, but I'm too tired to write it out. I know how to though, I'll do it during second period when I clarify something about it. World Issues was the same. Take a note, do some homework. We have a test coming up and I'm using the free time to catch up on homework I missed. Computer Science we have more homework. I understand that class now. I just wish there were more examples. Discrete made me sleepy.

At lunch I was walking around. Marta was in a bad mood because she was sick. I hope thats all. It really sucks when she's upset. At lunch I got a phone call. Jessie was coming with people from WOS to come visit me. No one wanted to wait outside with me, so I waited by myself. I wasn't sure what car they would come in. It wasn't hard when they pulled up - it was the only one packed with girls. So Elbe drove over with Jessie, Kasia, Tomlyn, and then two randoms: Jade and Brittney (I think). It was fun. Then I spent my spare doing math.

Jazz band made me tired too. So I phoned around trying to get a ride home. Jessie ended up picking me up. We went over to Dominion (^_^) to get her an Air Miles card and some film for her camera. Then we went over Tim Hortons to drink coffee and meet Elbe. Then I made them go DDR. So we dropped off Jessie's car, and drove to Silver City to DDR. It was fun. Lots of pictures. Then we picked up Tomlyn and drove around some more. Tim Horton's again, the bank and Oakville Place. They tried on dresses and did girl stuff. I wandered around with Tomlyn. Everyone reads my blog. Yay, I'm so loved.

I'm so tired, and not doing my homework. What's not done is not getting done. I need a nap or something. Or to just go to bed. Planning lunch outings is harder than you would think it would be. Damn. I know what I'd name my kids. Jeff, Sean, Jordan and Kurt. No girls for me.

I haven't blogged in like 2 months. Or so it feels. Eugene said it's because I haven't blogged in two days. Except I blogged yesterday. Nice work Eugene. Since you got all philosophical, I will get ... not philosophical. Never mind; I fail. I will say that people who are against abortions should not be allowed to masturbate. I won't get into it, because if I do I'll end up with "Mike you're the devil" comments because I don't love the church. Muchos love, I swear!

I've been working on a way to transfer my posts from this layout back to my layout for this month. I've decided I really like this layout. On a scale from one to perfect its about a 9. Just like on a scale from 1 to asian I'm a 9. Yay. Which reminds me.
Officer: Do you have any idea how black you were driving?
Driver: Somewhere between Denzel Washington and Nelly?

I had coffee. Therefore I am easily amused. I found out that coffee has the same effect on me as alcohol. And is generally cheaper (and legal). I found this out today. More on that later.

School started today. It was ok for the first day back. World Issues was like it always was. We took notes. I have a bunch of homework I need to get caught up on. I shall do it sooner or later. Probably tonight. I'm getting over a 90 in that class. I missed Computer Science for a connections metting. I think Mr.Berton thinks I skipped it. I also think he hates me. I don't understand Java. For two reasons. We don't spend enough time on it, and because the examples in the book aren't full examples. To learn coding you need two things. You need full examples you can play around with to figure out what things do. Then you need someone like Eugene to fix it if you fuck it up. And to prod you onto more advanced things. I had a connections meeting. It was stressful but not. Assumption was there. And drool worthy. Of course Discrete was like it always was. Interesting because she knows so much. I just hate how she makes us feel stupid, implies we don't do our work and don't care.

I was really tired by the end of my spare. It was horrible. I went home and slept. I had a weird dream about cars going off cliffs with people in them (damn you Secret Window) and then hijacking trains to get to Santa Claus. Weird? Yes. Very. Instead of doing homework tonight, I went out with Jessie. We went to Dominion (*snicker*) to get my Airmiles card activated. Garunteed it will be broughten up. Then we went to Timmy's, and I got to find out coffee gets me drunk. So we waited a bit before going to Chapters (Karma Sutra and Floor Plans!) and then driving around for a bit. Jessie needs airmiles tomorrow. Then a camera. Yay. I am DDR master? (Grammar anyone?) Right.

Bah homework calls. I think I'm rambling too. There are lots of people that read this.

A late edit because I hate how posting twice on the same day works.

My horoscope is creepy:
Today you could be attracted to someone eccentric or unusual, Mike. You might meet someone whose dress, attitude, or beliefs are very different from your own. Although sometimes you can be very particular about your tastes, you might find that you like this person, anyway! You might enjoy some flirting and chatting. It's always great to learn from somebody with an opposite type of energy who is on a different wavelength.

Long Entry Warning
Just incase Eugene wasn't the only one wonder. Mel and I are still good and alive. I had a blog entry that I could have written for Friday, but I decided to not put it up. Since the blog entry was based around what happened after I managed to miss the dinner party Torie and Alyssa had. I feel bad.

Friday
Friday during the day sometime I found out that Marieve had come down to visit from Ottawa. She's one of the few friends I kept after the Experience England trip ended. So I found out that Laura had planned a dinner out with the two of them, Steve and I for that night because Marieve was gone the next day. Now, the plan was to go to Jack Astors, and then I was going to sneak into the dinner party and pretend like I had been there the whole time.

Everything was going fine. Except dinner took forever to eat. We're all alcoholics too. It was packed in there. There was this really creepy guy who walked by halfway through the night. He gave me the weirdest look. So I asked if anyone else had seen it. They asked who it was, and I said the guy in the red shirt. Steve goes: Oh Kappa? He's looking at you right now. Not cool. He spent the whole night looking at me. When we got up and left, he watched us walk to the door, and then walk by the every single window. I wanted to hide.

After that I was going to sneak off to the party. It would have worked, I swear. Until Laura got hit with a flash of genious. So now what? "Let's go to Niagra Falls." Sigh. So we went off with our cameras and made our way to Niagra Falls. I honestly don't remember it being that far away. I was convinced it was like a town over from Hamilton. Instead there were like 4 towns in between (Grimsby, Lincoln, St Catherines, and Niagra-On-The-Lake - I'm not sure if you count Stoney Creek). Anyways, we got there in something like 40 minutes. It was fun, Laura was racing people. I triggered her competitive spark. When we finally got to Niagra falls there were people every where. It was late out too, I was confused.

Parking was funny. We had to go all the way to the end of this street, and then drive all the way back along the parking lot back to other end of the lot. It was late so we didn't have to pay for parking, and we managed to get a spot right by the Canadian Falls. We had to walk through this mall thing and then we walked out to get some pictures of us. What we managed to do was get ourselves soaked. So we walked along the huge path all the way to the tourist area, getting soaked the whole way and taking the occasional picture (I'll put them up as soon as I find my camera, it disappeared again. Nevermind. My brother should stay out of my fucking room - I need to charge the battery because he wasted it.). The pictures looked really cool, because the flash reflects off the mist.

We walked around "downtown" Niagra Falls for a bit. They had a huge Midway Arcade. We went in and wandered around for a bit. We never actually played anything though. It was nice to warm up and dry off though. After that we went outside again. We were walking by this sports bar and I was like: I know that song. Oh My God! DDR! I made everyone stop. I was about to walk in, and there a guy at the door checking ID and a big sign saying "You must be 19 to enter after 11:00PM" I wanted to cry. The DDR Machine was 5 feet from the door (No exagerating). So we walked around for a little bit. The World Record place was closed. Ripley's Believe It Or Not was $12 plus tax. So we went into the Frankestien House. Laura was so scared. It was so funny. After that we were walking to Starbucks when I saw another DDR machine. So I ran in. It was the crappy 1st Mix. So after a half a song, I stopped and wandered around. I knew there had to be a better mix in the building.

There was. I found Extreme on the other side of the building. There was some little kid playing. I really didn't want to go up when he was finished. So then Laura starts cheering and draws this big crowd. Then one of the girls working there started flirting with me before I went up. I did a quick round: Holic, Cant Stop Speedy Mix, and Rhythm. I really need to learn to gallop. I'm going to make Jess teach me. Stupid stupid legs.

So after I failed Rhythm, everyone said it was okay because I was really good, we went off to find Starbucks, and Laura and ME made fun of me saying I would never stop talking about it now. I stopped. The ride home was equally as fun. Some losers challenged Laura to a race. By actually saying "Hey let's race." Wow. Laura smoked them. Then did 160 the whole way home. It was fun.

Saturday
Saturday was my day to do homework. That plan fell through. I woke up at 4:00 in the morning. My nose was running and it woke me up. And it was running a lot. I wiped my nose and looked at my hand. Nothing. So I went and turned the light on to try and find something to wip my nose with. I looked at my pillow and hands, still nothing. I held my finger up to my nose, and in a matter of seconds there was blood all over it. So I ran into the bathroom. It was not cool. Apparently I was blind too, because my pillow was covered in blood when I went back. Eeew.

I attempted to do homework. Instead I played Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life. It's slower than the other Harvest Moons. Still good though. I just don't like how you can't support yourself on crops, but you can support yourself on animals. The new farmers market thing is weird too.

I went to two movies. First Morganti, Jessie and I were going to go to Playdium. It was packed. So we went across the street to the movie theatre and saw Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. It was a really good movie. I was shocked. I had only heard bad reviews. Then again, the majority of my reviews came from people stuck so far into the "rebel" lifestyle, I should have known better.

After that we went and picked up Kasia and then we went to see Secret Window in Burlington. We DDRed alot too. It was fun. Someone stole the massive Pirates of the Carribean poster. I knew we should have taken it.

Today I float around and attempt to get my homework done. I already took a break. I played Harvest Moon again, then I ate and drove around. Sigh. Homework sucks.

Wow what a day. I had so much fun. I'm not even sure where to start. I woke up this morning when my mom came in. I was so confused. She told me I needed to get up if I was going to go out. I almost died. I had slept in. So I ran around trying to get cleaned and ready to go. Then my alarm went off. I don't think I had been that confused in a long time. I didn't actually sleep in my mom just woke up me up early.

So anyways, I slow down and don't rush as fast as I'm getting dressed. Last night when I was sleepy on MSN, Mel had told me that Jess had her own ride to the train station so I could leave. So I left with my mom and went to get a hot chocolate so I would wake up, and some money for today from the bank. While I'm at the bank I get a phone call. It's my sister saying Jess was at my house. Damn. I guess I screwed that one up. So I had to go back and get Jess before we could be off to Clarkson to catch our train.

When we got to the station it was fun, because I hadn't seen her in such a long time. Except we never really bothered to try and catch up. Not like we would do that anyways. We spent most of our time wondering where everyone else was. Mel said to be there around 8:00 - 8:15. We got there at 8:00. At 8:20 we finally got through to Mel (we couldn't get a hold of Josh). Something happened and Josh wasn't there yet. They showed up in time for the train (apparently everyone else had cancelled last minute and it had thrown off their schedule) and we got ready to go into Toronto to meet Eugene.

I finally got to meet Eugene. We found him at Union Station at 9:07 (Exactly when they told us we would get there). After that we went outside and prepared to make our way to Pacific Mall. There were no sausage stands right outside, so we skipped that thinking it would be good for my stomach (and I'm glad we did, the bus made me sick). I honestly don't remember most of the subway ride there, or the bus ride. At one point we were talking about gifs, jpegs, and divs. I laughed. Then I like phased out.

Pacific Mall itself was like nothing I had ever seen before. Well nothing indoors anyways. It reminded me of a market at a Bhuddist temple in Tokyo I went to a while back. It was indoors. And there were all these stalls, so it wasn't really like a mall mall. It was more like one of those shows in a convention center (except these were always there). Everything was closed when we got there, so we went next door to this Market Center ... Thing. It was ok. Jess and I were the only white people there. It was scary.

After wandering around in the market place thing, we went back to pacific mall to the second floor. The second floor has a bunch of food shops, and then it has a kareoke place and an arcade. So we ate lunch. I had sweet and sour chicken and rice, and then bubble tea. The food was so good. There was so much of it too. All for only $4.00. Wow! After that we went off to the arcade where they have DDR, Para Para, and just about every other ~mania game possible. It was amazing. DDRing was so much fun with Josh and Jess and Mel, who I almost never get to DDR with. Eugene didn't do anything though. He was really quiet (I think it was because he didn't sleep).

After that we basically wandered the mall over and over again. Eugene got us some amazing Egg Waffles. It was so bad because we had all eaten so much already. And they were so good. I want more. We went on a search to find BoA and Ayu CDs. Jess and Mel stopped in just about every clothing store possible. All that, and I only got one BoA CD, and Mel got an Ayu CD. I didn't even get No.1, which is what I really wanted. Instead I got Valenti. It's still good. I'm not complaining. I stocked up on Pocky too. The only problem is I go through that stuff like water.

After that, we went back on the subway and bus towards Eaton's Center. We walked around a bit (letting Jess and I enjoy being able to read things again). Then we walked down Queen street looking for a hot dog vendor. We finally found one (although not the Chinese one that Eugene was supposed to have connections with). We ate, and wandered into stores like the Condom Shack ... and some weed store. I really wish I hadn't been eating when we went to the Condom Shack though.

Jess did speakers conner after that. We had some scheme where she was complaining about slutty girls and people who sleep around, and then I jumped up and raped her in front of the camera. I know how to use it. After that we were all about to collapse so we made our way back to Union. We said bye to Eugene, and went on our way. After that Jess and I went to my house, and then I drove her home when I could. It was fun. I hadn't seen her in forever.

After that I got home and found out my Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life arrived, and that I am apparently going out tonight. I'm also doing a dinner thing tomorrow. This is riduculous. For two reasons: because I hate dinner things, and because I have so much homework. AH! Make march break two weeks. Mel's comments are gone.

I'm feeling fat and sassy. Actually I'm feeling sick. My stomach has been acting up all day, and I've been having what feels like anxiety attacks. Only I know they can't be anxiety attacks, because I have nothing to be anxious about. Oh well. I had fun today. And I will have fun tomorrow. Eugene says I'm anxious because I'm meeting him tomorrow.

Tomorrow is our excursion to PMall. Right now the line up includes Eugene, Mel, Jess, Josh, and some randoms from STA. It should be a lot of fun. I've been waiting all week to get BoA CDs. It should be a lot of fun. The train ride and subway rides are always fun just on their own. You know what else I just realized I want. Pocky. Lots and lots of pocky.

I don't know what else to say. Wait that's a lie. I haven't dont much today. Actually that is a lie too. Sorry. I went out to Philty McNasty's and played pool with Morganti, Torie, and Marta. Then we had to drive Torie to work. Talk about a million detours. Stupid roads. After that Marta and I went off to The Keg to eat. I saw South African Megan there. I knew I had seen her before. It has to have been all the times I went there to eat. I love The Keg. Except for when I'm stupid, and I get fish. I should have known better. I hate fish. However I was tempted by the Teriyaki Tuna special. It wasn't bad, I just don't like fish. I felt horrible wasting it though. After that we DDRed. And I got a huge cramp.

I didn't go partying tonight because I felt sick. I got invited to three though. I felt too sick to go out. I'm amazed at this sudden jump in my level of 'social activity'. Not that I didn't go out before. I went out a lot. I haven't been triple booked in a while. I'm not complaining though. I haven't seen the people I regularly do things with in a while. I haven't seen Marta's friends in a while either. It's so weird being spread out like this. I have friends in 4 or 5 groups, from a bunch of schools and grade levels and age groups. Plus I have all these friends that I made over the internet through other people. It's fun. Sometimes stressfull.

You've filled out nicely too! Or not. It amuses me how dumb some people can be. Or how totally spineless they can be. I had a cool dream about building a Disney World in the GTA. And GAH! I have to do homework.

Maybe it's my spoilt-Oakville kid attitude coming out, but I was a little disappointed with the new Price Choppers that just opened up. I was sent there to see it, and I didn't complain because one of the girls I had met at the party last night was supposed to be working.

I was disappointed (but once again, that could be the Oakville kid in me). The very first thing I saw was that they brought the Toronto mentallity to Oakville with them. They have the chains on their shopping carts, which require you to put a quarter in it before you can use it (and then you get the quarter back when you take the cart back). I don't know. I saw no need for that. Especially based on where they are in Oakville. I honestly think the only store that would need to worry about putting something like that in is the Sobey's on Third Line and Upper Middle. Honestly. Loyola is right down the street; carts get stolen from their all the time. They don't have the cart chains. On top of that, the new West High is opening up (but more on West High later).

Inside the store it was really dark. I think they were trying to go for mood lighting or something. It was odd (Damn Oakville eyes). It also managed to be the first store I've seen in Oakville where they don't use shelves or anything pretty to stack food on. Instead, for the fruits they had them in the boxes they came in, stacked on more boxes. The rest of the stuff was on really high metal warehouse shelves. I don't know. I felt odd being in there.

Oakville is building West High, which is supposed to replace QE Park that's closing this year. I think it's stupid that their closing QE Park. Although it's location is really weird, they have a huge property with like 3 fields, lots of parking space, and a pool. I would give anything to go to a school like that. Now it's a tiny building behind the rec center. Oakville seems to be building all the schools near rec centers now. I guess to avoid having to actually put fields and junk in. Cheap bastards.

I love the name they're giving the school. West High. It sounds like one of those cheesy movie schools. I guess I can see why. Wasn't it QE that had a bunch of TV shows filmed there (or was that OT? I'm pretty sure it was QE). I just wonder what they're going to call it for short. I mean Loyola is just Loyola, and then you have STA and HT (or Ho-T with some people). No idea what they're going to do with that one though. My friend wasn't working either.

Jess has her new layout. I keep forgetting to mention it. I like it a lot, and I feel really bad. I also keep forgetting to congratulate Stoner on making it to the world championships (and for knocking that girl out with a kick).

Wow. Kaitie went to Pacific Mall today without us. Or yesterday without us (since it's now after 12:00). I can't wait to go. I really really really want to buy a BoA cd. If not two. If I was to buy them, I would buy No. 1 (Korean) first, then Valenti (Japanese) second. Simply because, althought I like the Japanese version of No. 1 better than the Korean one, the Korean one is still good, plus my other favourite BoA song (My Sweetie) is on No. 1. I still want both.

I'm really worn out. I've been to a party I think almost every day this march break. I'm really tired. Tomorrow is St. Patty's day, and I'm staying sober. What does that tell you? One too many. I need to drive Marta home anyways. She seems excited about going. I think it would be her first. I need to take Benadryl too, because I'm allergic to cats. I think on top of that I would much rather be sober, because I am amazed at how stupid people can be.

God fucking damnit [Insert more curses here]. I hate it when my internet crashes. It bothers me because this isn't the first time this has happened. It also bothers me because since then I have forgotten how to fix it. Well sort of. I remember the very primitive way. But of course that's not working. I have no one to blame but myself. Actually thats a lie. I could blame myself for not taking Computer Engineering courses, but then I would remind myself that the school didn't offer them. I blame the ISP and the installation company. Simply because they don't teach users how to use them. For a few reasons. First because the majority of the population is stupid, and should have been prevented from breeding a long long time ago. Second, because it would take too much of their precious time. Third, because it would allow them to charge the stupid people insanely high fees to have it fixed, when all it takes is pushing a few buttons. Grr. I knew I should have written it down. Or just remembered it.

For something that everyone is so reliant on, we really need to become more informed on how it works. That and it needs to be something that doesn't randomly shut down. Computers to. I've seen times where computers randomly decided to go haywire, and totally screw up projects. It seems to be more common in I-macs. I wonder what that says. They really should integrate computers into schools more. And by that, don't mean have computer lab after computer lab. I mean, have decent computer programs where everyone is taught to use them when theyre like 8. So they know what they're doing. So you don't have idiots who don't know how to use computers. I don't have one game on my computer you can play without access to the internet. What's up with that. I only have DAoC, but that doesn't help me right now. Not that it would help me anyways. I despise what's become of that game, and the people who play it. Oh I lied, I have Sim City 4. I don't want to play that.

My sister made a total mess of the loft. I feel like smacking her, because it totally killed what was left of my good mood when I realized that I could play Cyrstal Chronicles or something. The days of this March Break have been wasted. I need to wake up earlier. My alarm has been set for 7:15, but I never wake up when it goes off. I'm moving my alarm away from where it is, so I'll actually have to wake up tomorrow. I'm tired of sleeping in until 11:00 or 12:00. And then not being able to do anything, because everyone has disappeared and take then cars. Stupid family. I need to read a chapter in my Java book, so I can give it to Mel on Thursday. I also really need to do my Discrete Math assignment.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare. I had the most insane dream ever. I started in a pet store. Then I went into like a video game or something. We were hopping these portals, or rips in the fabric of space and time into other worlds. I got in a fight with one of the leaders. It was like a camp or something. And they were all horrible. We finaly got together, and had to kill off this giant Treant. It was insane. Off to the side at the back, there was this path into darkness and another portal. It was like a church with pews. And then halfway through that when we were hiding behind them to avoid things being flung at us, it changed to a giant forest (Wow, it was Time Crisis 2. I need more sleep, and less whatever). So then I was a bard playing instruments. Suddenly I was a wizard, and I had to guard the path to the portal, to protect someone. Then I Was off with some girl down there talking. Then we killed the treant and sang a song, I wish I could remember it. No more doing stupid things before I sleep.

Where are you? And I'm so sorry. I was going to kill someone last night. He was pissing me off. Actually. I think he was pissing everyone off. It was amusing. He just doesn't get it. So I will leave it at that; it would be a waste of my time to elaborate. I was going to go to a party last night. I swear these people do it on purpose. I didn't go, but you can go without me. Yes, like I'm going to show up without you. I know you did it on purpose. Pure evil. I wasn't just going to show up, even if you say we're friends now. It would have been awkward. I need a safety to bring with me!

I love BoA. I have decided. Althought she can't sing as well as Ayu (who I also love), she can still sing. And wow, she's an amazing dancer. I was blown away. White people can't dance. Wee neeed to learn that dance. It was amazing. Well actually. It be more effective if I got hot girls to do the dance. Eugene was right. She really can dance. Wow. Blown away.

I was amused when someone said something about song lyrics. Lyrics came up from Evolution and I knew it after the third word. I love her. I can't wait until we go to Pacific Mall. Except I don't know if I'm going to get a BoA CD or an Ayu CD. I already have my two favourite ones. And I don't have a BoA one. I also have limited money.

That's one misconception everyone has. Even my parents do it. They think I always have money. I hardly have money. I'm not like my brother. He doesn't eat lunch. And then he'll deal stuff and make more money. So the kid has money whenever he needs it. I hardly ever have money. I even noticed I got screwed out of a Christmas present from my parents today. That one sucked.

I was looking at some of these entries, and there are words that just randomly pop up when they shouldn't. It's really annoying. First because I look like an idiot, and the second because I have to go back an change it later.

Brett Bretterson sat next to me in Math, and he asked to study with me at lunch. I think (or hope, or wish, or something - I am confused) that he's just testing his limits with people. It's definatly odd, based on what I heard about him before, and how he acts now.

You made Brett Bretterson up in the 1st grade, he's not real. Or I could be crazy. As for people who are crazy. I was really bothered today by how people were acting. I didn't stab anyone though, as much as I wanted to at the time.

And I really want more BoA cds now. Wow. Music videos are amazing.

I have decided that I hate gallops. I mean. Who the hell decided that gallops would look good in DDR. Stupid off beat jumping. One of my legs completely throws off the galloping. I haven't figured out which one yet, but when I do I'm going to beat it. Stupid leg. I also can't deal with jumping. Insane jumping in songs like Drop Out or Maxx Unlimited. I just don't move that fast. And I refuse to use the bar. People who rape the bar should not be allowed on DDR machines. Sigh. It makes me angry.

I would suggest that everyone who can, constantly link to me in any of their blog posts. It would be doing me a big favour, and screwing BlogShares.com at the same time. Curse them.

I can't stand people who use big words to sound intelligent. It makes me want to smake them in the face. This is generally because I know that these people who use those 'big' words, shouldn't be using them. You can always tell when this is the case. Someone will use a word that seems very out of place in the sentence they used said word in. And then you feel like cringing.

I'm turning into Eugene. I'm blogging like three times a day. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I just have a lot of free time today. I was supposed to go out with Marta, but that ended up only happening for like an hour. I'm not going to see her until Monday. I didn't get to see her last night, I don't see her tonight, and I don't see her at all tomorrow. Right when I want to see her the most. I was listening to Aerosmith's Don't Wanna Miss A Thing and was like. Wow. That's so me. It figures I end up picking a song you can DDR too. Freak coincidence I swear.

I don't understand what I'm supposed to do with things. My brother got arrested. For something I don't know what. He wasn't getting charged or anything. An officer showed up, and told me he was arrested - but he wasn't getting charged. He just needed ID and then he was taking my brother to his friends house so he could be released to an adult. So everything was taken care of. We had decided we were going to let my brother tell my parents. When I got home, I got a talking to because I hadn't called my parents. I told them they were stupid, because it was up for him to tell them anyways, and there wouldn't have been anything they could have done. Silly parents.

That's not the only thing I don't know what I'm supposed to do with. There are people who I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with. It's all very draining. Oh well.

It definatly feels a lot more like summer today. Inside my house it feels nice and toasty when you stand where the sun is. Outside you can feel comfortably cool in just a sweater. And of course, Extreme Pita and Booster Juice have a steady flow of customers, interupting my conversations with the employess there. Curses.

Colin hired a new guy to work there. I pity the guy. Colin is the most sexist pig ever. There's a huge double standard at Booster Juice. He's been trying to get into Heather's pants since she started working there, so she's now making $8.50 an hour. She doesn't do anything outside of school. She's a grade 11, so homework is ridiculously easy. She only works 2, maybe three days a week. When she does work, she never has to do any of the mopping. Colin does it for her. It's the same thing with Liz, because he's trying to get into her pants too. It's gross. So fo course he hates me, because I thought it was ridiculous, and was tired of working 4 or 5 nights a week. Not to mention I have generally 4 hours of homework a night, plus I'm at school until 4:00 every night. I don't have time to work. And if I did, I wouldn't care to work at Booster Juice. Not while he's running it. So like I said, I feel sorry for the new guy who works there. Colin can go to hell. Or to jail, for not having a business liscence. Maybe I should put in an anonymous tip. Sicko.

I hate what I do to people sometimes. It just reinforces how much of a horrible person I am. Sometimes I get so caught up in things, I'm cruel. Other times I'm just careless. Or selfish. I don't really think about what will happen to the other people involved, I just do it. Generally I've gotten a lot better. Especially with the people I care about. I hate to sound sappy, because that's so un-mike, but it's true. I hate seeing people I care about upset. It's even worse when it's my fault. I know that it's because I'm guilty (and that posting it up here won't make it better - it might actually make it worse). If anything, I should be the one suffering; going through what they have to deal with now. I wish I could make it better.

My ABC is bothering me. I was halfway through the first season of Card Captor Sakura, halfway through Cowboy Bebop. I was almost done getting Dot Hack. And a good piece through this huge compilation of all the Ayumi songs imaginable. Then it randomly explodes, and wont let me resume those downloads. That makes me sad. Actually it makes me angry. Elmo stab.

I'm brushing up on my D&D rules. Because I'm a loser, and have lots of time to kill reading during the day. I have to read my Javascript book and fix the extended entry thing on Destination Unknown. Besides, I would rather read this than do what I was assigned to do over the break. Which reminds me. I have a discrete assignment that I need to do. Barf. And lots of reading for Java. I need to get Mel my book too.

The Connections Conference that Mel was asking about is coming up on April 1st. It's a conference run by students from all of the high schools in the school board, with workshops run by students for other students. Steve and I are both on the Sterring Committee for the conference (which also includes people like Mike Yip, and Leanne). Koza is running a workshop. There's a lot of fun ones. I would suggest it to anyone who is interested.

BlogShares.com is not loading in my browser. Not cool.

Mel is signing up for Think Fast at our school. I think Heather is too. I know Kim did, but I'm pretty sure she plans on taking her name off the list. I'm not going. I wasn't planning on going. I don't need to spend a night in a school listening to people preach. The only thing that would have made me change my mind was if ours was like STAs where all they do is play games, and watch movies. They get to DDR at theirs. So I asked if we could DDR at ours. The answer was no. So I flip the bird at Think Fast.

I was playing DDR today. I'm going to go out and play DDR tonight I think. As I was playing I realized why I don't invite people over to play anymore. Because people had insisted on using shoes on them, and now theyre cracked all over because they all insisted on stomping. Sigh. My feet hurt because of that.

Blogshares.com continues to provide joy for me. Except when it's stupid. I sold some of the stock I had in Eugene's blog. The price soared up to $22 a share. It's insane. I was going to use that money to buy stock in my blog. However, it decided to be mean. See my blog showed up on it 3 times out of no where. I only had one claimed, and I eventually sent the other two into Alternative Addresses. However my blog itself hasn't been validated. One of the other addresses has been. So I can't by stock in the one I own. I think what I'm going to do, is buy alot of stock in the alternate one and hope it transfers over. We shall see. Now all they need to do is work on the server response times, and the help file. I would suggest you all play it and invest!

I think it's about that I reaffirm my stance on certain things. I realized that it was this time somewhere inbetween Eugene's third and fourth posts about the bible. This one is going to be short, because my brain is not all with me today. So you can expect more later.

First when it comes to Eugene's posts we need to clarify a few things. First off, The conservative fundamentalist Christians take the bible as the literal truth. And they expect everyone else to do it as well. It's liberal churchs like the Roman Catholic church that acknowledges that it was: Written 2000 years ago, translated poorly multiple times, and should only be taken as a biblical truth, not the literal truth.

I totally agree with the "black" / "white" thing. I think it's ridiculous that a white person who calls a black person, well "black" is a racist. Yet a black person can say anything racist to a white person (whether they mean to or not) and it's not actually racist, because they are a minority and the whites are the majority. Which bothers me as much as the "Visible Minority Scholarships." I called them "Racial Scholarships" in class because I didn't know what the actual term for them was, and I was told it was a blunder and they lauged about it. You know what. That's what they are. They're racial scholariships based on race. I could be perfect for one of those scholarships, but I wouldn't get it because I'm white. And I could lose my spot in a university to someone who is the "Visible Minority" because of things like that. I'm glad Mr. Montanari at least recognizes that they're utterly ridiculous. Way to promote more racial segregation.

Now that I think about it, Mr. Montanari is an amazing teacher. He's willing to voice his opinion and take flack for it from students or the church, or whoever else might disagree with it. Which makes sense. Because it's his opinion, they're his beliefs. Granted, it wouldn't make sense if they were totally misinformed like the opinons of other people I know. I respect him because of that, and I repect other people like that. Even though I disagree with Eugene for his blatent biblical references, I repect that he was willing to voice his opinion. Especially after the Conservative/Liberal switch he made. I wouldn't call him arrogant though.

You'll notice the sudden layout change. Mel said I was barfing all over my old layout. Not entierly true. It would have still been up here until April. However when I made the switch to MT, something happened to the layout. First I would have had to made the side bar about 20 pixels wider. That wasn't really a big deal. I was all set and ready to do that. However there was a problem with the layout. The background wouldn't repeat. So I couldn't get MT and my old layout to be compatible together. This layout was working, so I put it up early. I really like this layout. But in the archives it will still show up as the old layout. This is partially because I'm still doing the majority of the archives manually, just because I don't like the format the link shows up as. Well I'm not actually doing the archives manually, that was a lie. I'm linking to it manually, so I'm willing to copy all the entries for this month back to the old layout.

And now to fix Destination Unknown. My value is rising!

It turns out I'm a bitter hate-filled person. Or maybe it's just when I'm tired. I was thinking over the last few days about all of the things that I hate. There's a really long list. A huge list. And it got to the point where I can't take it anymore, simply because people are always asking me why I hate this or that, or telling me that I hate everyone. Right now, I hate how I'm encridibly tired and that winter and spring are being moody and switching back and forth.

I hate musicians and artists with no talent. I hate artists who some how manage to make it big, when they are horrible at everything they're supposed to be good at. Not only are the horrible at it, but they don't even sound good. For example. Avril Lavigne has no talent, but her songs at least sound good because they've been redone digitally. But there are bands that don't do that. So they sound like crap. Even more than that I hate the musicians who copy songs. The greatest example is 'Shook' where that girl copied Sean Desmond's song, but changed the words around so it was her singing about the exact same thing but from her point of view. There's more. There was one for 'No Scrubs' and there's a new for the song 'F- It' or whatever. What you did was my fault somehow? How about I stab you in the face, for having no talent; you can't sing, the song sounds like crap and it was probably digitally mastered. You can't write either. More than that, I hate it when there's a really good group with a good song, and the lead singer ruins it because all he is capable of doing is screaming. Now, we know that you're trying to make an image. But don't ruin the song that the back up singers are doing a great job with by screaming because it's all you can do.

I hate this layout. It has been grinding down on my nerves since I put it up. I'm not even sure what I don't like about it. Actually, I am. First off, I'm terrible with photoshop. And I will be the first what to admit that. So what started out as a layout with a boat load of potential turned into a crappy brown thing. I hate the colour brown. With a passion. Really light beiges I can deal with, but not brown. The lighter parts of the page don't bother me as much. The picture is hideous. Well no. The picture is not hideous. The layout the picture came from is not hideous. How it looks on my blog: hideous. Welcome to no talent. It's too big. Other than that, I love it. I miss my Cowboy Bebop. The picture itself isn't even that bad. It's the dark brown bar on the side; the thing I hate the most about this blog. I have a problem in general with ugly sidebars, and I have a problem with brown. It was doomed from the start. I also hate the new layout I'm working on. I will try to save it.

I hate MT. MT, in all it's glory is supposed to set bloggers free from much manual labour. I don't understand how that works. Looking at it now, two people have amazing, drool worthy websites (sorry Eugene) that use MT. And from what I gather about those sites, it's only one person who knows how to use it, and just set it up for the other person. I wish someone would set it up for me. Not really though. We had it working for about 30 minutes. Then I screamed and deleted it. I regret that, because now I have to figure out how to get it to work again. In all fairness, the MT wasn't really working. Well it was working, but not well. It wouldn't let the CSS change at all. Which is why almost all of the other sites using MT that you see look the same. Because it's a bitch about website designs. It wouldn't let me put divs into the templates. And if it did put them in, it didn't load the background pictures. Which is why all the other sites with MT all have one side bar, and a huge main bar. Grr. I will make it work.

I hate how busy I am right now. I haven't been in World Issues in a week. I've missed 5 classes. I don't think Mr Montanari is happy about it. He told me he needed to talk to me about something tomorrow. Gah. I really hope there's not a test this Thursday, but I have this horrible feeling that there is. And the thought of it honestly makes me want to puke. No. I managed to find my agenda. There is not a test this week. It's a big relief. In math we got our tests back from yesterday. Only I didn't get mine back because I wasn't there. I think I did well on that, all things considered. In computers we went to the programming contest today. Our team came in last place. I'm not upset though. Our team wasn't stacked; we went in expecting to lose. With that in mind, I'm actually really impressed. I had an amazing time. We almost finished three of the four problems. The other team can gloat all they want, but we didn't have two amazing programmers. We had one person who knew a little about programming. Loyola won. I wasn't surprised. If my team had a solid knowlege base before going into the conest we would have been amazing. We had the logic to get all the problems done, it was just little things in the code that we couldn't do. And from what I gather, we just needed to tweak a few things. I'm going to do those problems so they work, because it's bothering me.

I hate when I finish a book. Especially if it's a good book. I just reread the Dragonlance Legends series. I got the annotated one. I really really want the Dragonlance Chronicles now. It wasn't as good as Legends but it was still good. And I have the prequels about Raistlin and Caramon to read now, and then the next in the series. But I don't think these are written by the same writers, so I'm hesitant. But I digress. I hated the feeling I had when the book was finished, and I was re-reading the little goodbye note from the authors. It was so sad. It is also sad that I can no longer play D&D. I never played it before, but there was a good chance that I was going to play it with Jess, her sister, and Barone. Now that I can't talk to Barone anymore, I dont see that happening.

I hate when people think someone is intelligent. More than that, I hate it when people argue that someone is intelligent when the person they argue for is obviously an idiot wrapped in his or her cleverness, allowing them to be seen as someone intelligent. Just because they read something, no matter how advanced it was, and no matter how young they were - it doesn't mean they understood it! I can't stress that fact enough. Take a step past the fact that you think they're intelligent because they can hold their own in an arguement or a debate. If you actually take the time to listen to what they're arguing about you'll see that the person is just opinionated, but has no idea what they're actually talking about. There is almost no truth in what's being said (if there's any truth in it at all). This is far from compulsive lying. This is finding one sliver of evidence or opinion, and adding something to it to back up what's being said. And it continues, and then it snowballs and you have this huge and powerful arguement, without any basing behind it. Hello Mr. President.

I'm officially drained. What a draining weekend. This isgoing to be short, because I'm tired and don't care. I need to get MT working, because it would be nice. I should look into that. I have to learn Java and Turing. A weeks worth of Java, and two years worth or Turing tomorrow. That should be fun. I also have to do an ISU for World Issues. Eugene had an idea for a email thing, but I don't think it will work.

Yuck. I've now been socially cut off for 3 days. Stupid wisdom teeth. There were little bits of social interaction, but nothing big. Last night I tried to go see Barbershop 2 with Blackie. The cops came in halfway through the movie. They started yelling at people in the row in front of us on the other side of the theatre, saying that there had been complaint after complaint about them and if they talked again they were getting kicked out. Then the manager guy pointed over at me and Stef, and the cop came over and asked us if we had been drinking. I left it at a simple: They left already. Although, now I wish I had yelled at the cop. And then the manager. Both for being pricks. First off, it's bad enough they treat students like crap there. The staff there consists of pricks, assholes, women on permanent PMS, and Veronica. I honestly have no idea how she can work there. This is no where near the first time that I've seen something like this happen. This is more like the 100th time. I should have yelled at the cop for randomly yelling at the kids. It was obvious he did it because they were teenagers. It was amusing for me, in a twisted way because they hadn't spoken once during the movie. When I say they hadn't spoken once, I mean it. No exageration, nothing. The only noise they made was when they laughed with the rest of the theatre. I guess laughing in a comedy is no longer allowed if you're a teenager. Then the manager randomly decides to harass Stef and I because we were teenagers (and obviously because she was black). I mean, of course we had to be the kids cool enough who came to the movie drunk. So I'm never going back.

I'm sure that they're not going to be worried about not having my business. 1 student ticket isn't going to cut into their profit. They'll end up like $7 shorter on the nights profit because I didn't go (assuming I wasn't going to buy anything to eat). I always do buy something to eat though (Except this time, I had my wisdom teeth out and was on medication so I couldn't). So assuming I get what I always get, they would have been down something like a $10 profit on food. Not that it matters to them. What I'm hoping for, is that there are enough people who read this who are tired of being treated like that, and are willing to sacrifice going to AMC. Not that it's much of a sacrifice; a grade 9 infested piece of junk movie theatre isn't something I normally enjoy. So consider it doing something good for yourself then.

Barbershop 2 wasn't even that funny. I mean it was funny, but it was black funny. So Stef and I would laugh, look around, and see that no one else got it. She obviously got more than I did, but that was expected. Queen Latifah is coming out with her own version of it: Beauty Shop. It's about the girls beauty shop that she runs next door to the Barbershop in the Barbershop movies. I can't wait. After the movie we drove over to 3rd line and QEW. There were ginos. I hate ginos. There are so many of them everywhere too. It's like they're breeding.

Mel and I are going to go to the US to see Missy Elliot, Alicia Keys, and Beyonce. Torie said she wanted to go too. It will be like a super road trip. And we'll survive because Torie's a ganster. I swear. I haven't seen Jess in forever. When we finally did talk we got into a fight about Barone. Apparently, despite his ridiculous morals I'm a jerk for pointing it out and calling him on it. Whatever. The solution was apparently to not talk to each other anymore. I ... it doesn't matter. If she wants to be like that she can. It's her choice. I'm not suddenly going to crack because she said I'm being a jerk.

Speaking of Barone. I've been having weird medication induced dreams the last few days. First I had a dream about being in Philosophy with Ms Crier in the library. We got into some huge fight because she was out to get me (she even said it in the dream), and then I almost got Mr. Picone to fire her (but I don't think he can actually do that). It was odd. Then I had a dream that I had a nightmare and woke up screaming. Then I was in this new house, which was huge and I loved it. I didn't want to wake up. I had a dream that I had to get a ride to school with Andrew Cavalieri, another one where we all went on to university and Mr. Berton (our computer Science teacher) was teaching us and I had no idea what was going on (sound familiar). Another one where Barone was living in my house, and we were eating cereal together. Weird.

I really want a comment box. I have a feeling people are going to bitch and moan about one thing or another in this blog. Curse you MT. Work. Not only work, but work with a cool layout. Grr. They wont do positioning. I need to try again, but I'm still on medication so my brain is over there ------------------------->.

I do hate MT. I hate it with a passion. It wasted pretty much a whole day for me. Not only that, for something that is supposed to be up to date and powerful, it doesn't work at all with xhtml and css. USELESS. There was no possible way for me to use it with this layout. Or the next one. I would have to drop it all and start over from scratch. No thanks. I don't need it that much. All I really would have used it for was a comment box, but I now see it is possible to get those elsewhere. I could even take the time to write my own to spite MT. Down with the garbage!

Sweet merciful crap. I'm starving. And I've been craving just about everything I can't have. I want salad, omlettes (I never want omlettes), garlic bread, pizza, a pita, a taco (I never want tacos). The list is just going to get longer and longer. I think I'm going to attempt to eat some salad later. I don't really need to chew that, but I am worried about the dressing. Hurray for stalkers!

And so the pain kicks in. Not becuase I can no longer handle it, but the neighbour dentists have come to the conclusion that I am allergic to codine. They came to that conclusion after I started throwing up all day. Lovely. So I would have been fine to go to school tomorrow and not fail math. Now I sit at home, and pray I will be able to understand math when the haze my brain is in wears off. I will also complain about people with ridiculous morals. Bah. And new friends.

I am officially wisdom free. If that's a good thing. I had all four of my wisdom teeth pulled out today. I haven't had much pain. I was very clueless for a long time. I don't remember leaving the place, or going to the drug store. I do remember going to Booster Juice. So my memory kicked in somewhere around then. I then spent most of the day asleep. One of the things that I was not prepared for was the blood. In all of the stories that I had heard about having wisdom teeth pulled, there was nothing about blood. There was pain, swelling, medication - but no blood. My god was there a lot of blood. Blood everywhere. But I was fine enough to film a movie.

I'm going to have to make this quick because the Cookies and Cream Ice Cream I had at Torie's made me throw up. It was not fun. Spending time with her friends was a lot of fun. I hope to do that again soon. They share my love for singing random songs. You cannot veto t.A.T.u and not expect me to veto Rocky Horror. It just doesn't work like that. Hurray for being sober? I haven't seen Marta in forever. And I'm out now before I pass out. Barone ... bah not worth my time.

Heart of Gold
Pure, tried and true: I am deeply loving and caring. I stand the test of time, and give without expecting anything in return. I long for someone who will shine as brightly as I do. Now isn't that sweet. My kiss remains enchanting; the kind of kiss that leaves people bedazzled, and feeling like they're dreaming. It's effective; the kiss that never lessens and always blows people away like it was the first time. Excellent. I'm also a Chocolate Milkshake. That's right, my milkshake does bring all the boys to the yard!

What of it?
What's a blog for? I've seen numerous people complaing that when they have a blog up it's like the other people who read it are making friends with their computer screen instead of actually talking to them. I talked to Torie about it. Who's fault is that? Generally on a blog, you get obscure things that happened during your day - things that you would never bring up in a regular conversation. For example - you blog about meeting some teenage mom on a bus, but never once was it brought up afterwards until someone read about it and mentioned it. Obscure things. Then you get the entries where someone vents about something. In some cases, these are the rants about the way something is done (political, religious, etc.). In other cases these are the rants where someone does something stupid, and won't except it. The resulting frustration leads to a blog that the person it was about will whine about later. Enter blog wars. Jess felt it was important to appologize to Barone for her post about how she was upset because he was being stupid about things. Whatever.

If anything I should be thanking Barone. Thanking him for be ridiculous to the point where I got fed up and left. Thank you, for letting me realize that I do infact enjoy going out to parties. That I can spend time with other people. I've gone to a different party every weekend for the last month and a bit, with different people every time. So: Thank you Barone.

I didn't fit.
I think one of the most amusing things I have seen is how everytime I was with a group of that I had never been with before, they all had their ways of making conversation with themselves about something. Something they wanted to be seen as, if that makes sense. Last night, for instance, I was out with some people from IR. And they got into a conversation about all the times they did something that was rough, or illegal. The time they drove without a liscence, or how they got so messed up for doing some many drugs this one time. Yes, because I'm really going to think that you sir are super cool now that I know in grade 9 you trashed your car. Or you sir, are now my hero because of the time where you did every sort of drug possible. You even snorted pills (No, I don't get it). It amuses me though. Which is why I brought it up here. Also because I would probably never mention it to anyone else, because there would never be a conversation where I could bring it up.

Project: Lawn Gnomes
We've started a new project. We're going to go around to all of the schools with lawn gnomes and a camera. Then we're going to take pictures of the gnomes in various places around the school, and pictures of us inside the school. This all came about when we drove by QE. I could have sworn that that school never exsisted. It's right in the middle of a residential area. It was so odd. So we decided to drive over to OT to see if that school existed. It does. And it's not poor like QE. It's loaded. I was like: What the fuck. I didn't believe it was OT. I swear that school was old and falling apart. Not ... new and nicer than HT. At least, it looked nicer than HT. I don't know if it actually was or not - it was dark. I will hold on to that one thread of hope, until I go back with the gnomes.

Welcome to A Brief Pause. It is infact the first layout made in the most part by me. Which does explain why it turned out the way it did. I appreciate the help Natasha gave me, when my Photoshop skills turned out to be subpar (but we already knew that). I really liked it when I first started. Then, my fondness for it slowly faded over time. It's only going to be up for one month, and then it will sit in the archives for the rest of eternity. I really like the way the font is. I plan on keeping it for future layouts. 1.5 spacing is just so me. It always has been, and always will be. I originally liked the colours I was using. Now I think it just turned out to be really cluttered. The lyrics were put in there because at the time they seemed to fit. I think they might still fit, but they have no meaning to me right now. Oh well. That's what happens when you live for different emotions.

I managed to make this layout fully XHTML approved, so it should load properly. It took less work that I had originally feared it would. Expecially after being discouraged by Sakura. Sakura had over 1000 errors on it, and after cutting it down to just over 700 I gave up. My goal after that was to have a proper XHTML layout by version 4 - so I guess it can be considered a treat to have a working XTHML layout on version 3. Now, who the treat is for is beyond me. Maybe Eugene? He was there telling me how to fix things as I tried to validate the page. Other than that I dont know who would care. Definatly not Mel, she seems to be tired of hearing about anything that has to do with IE or layouts. I'm still working on the exact form in the code now, so even though it's validated I'm sure Eugene will be able to find something that he doesn't like.

After a little bit of work I managed to validate the CSS too. So everything should be in working order. I'm going to use this layout to see all the neat things that I can do with the CSS. I really hope to find something interesting that I can use in future layouts. Not the next one, that ones going to be realitvely plain. But for ones after that. So you can expect various random changes to this layout (that most of you probably wont be able to pick up on), and expect the version number to jump up randomly (unless of course you do notice the changes). To make it easy on you I might start documenting changes, but not in this layout. Sorry.

All in all I'm content with the way this layout turned out. I think that it will bring about changes to the way I do my layouts in the future. It's also titled appropriately for the time of year we're living in. Things are really busy, so pausing is an important thing to remember to do. Tomorrow I will hopefully open up with a nice informative and thoughtful blog after all the pausing I'll be doing. That or it could turn into a lot of nothing.