It's about time I shared something about myself. Hmm... where do I even think of beginning. Err... well... I'm probably one of those people who'd voice his thoughts before they even fully develop, just as I am doing now, but I'm sure that's not an absolutely bad thing. I find it kind of liberating actually. I was reading up on this "blogging" and what I found interesting is how one said that blogging came be kind of intimidating. You're sitting here in front of the computer, mashing away at your worn, sticky keys, when you think to yourself, "At the click of a button, all of my thoughts and opinions will be able to be seen by everyone connected through the internet. What if I come off as a jerk? Or they just don't get it? Or WORSE???"

After reading this I was a little hell of alot shaken. I never really did think about it that way, but everything I let loose here is in the public eye. Which is probably the point. If I wanted to find an outlet to just rant, quietly in a corner, I would've bought a journal and locked it away in the dark corner of my room. I didn't though, so I suppose I'm letting myself find relief by leaving my train of thoughts out where it can be seen, critiqued, analyized, criticized, whatever. Am I insecure with the stuff I'm writing out here? You can be damn sure about it! However, I think I'll find my comfort in all of this, eventually. Err... I'm already thinking this is a bad idea for a post! Hahahahahaha! I better click on that damn publish button fast! :P

-Rainy Day-

I just missed out on the beach with my family. That's a blessing and a curse in the same package I suppose. Oh well, I actually wanted to go too. Anyway, well it's nearly the stroke of midnight, and I'm sitting here by my computer mashing away at these worn keys wondering when I'll let myself fall asleep. I sleep like a log, (is that the proper saying) so when I stay up I usually feel kinda guilty for feeling like crap in the morning, knowing that I could've easily just hit the hay a couple hours earlier. I'll save myself the trouble of a guilt trip this time though.

This is probably what the next temp. is going to look like. I'll probably change it a bit more to make it more interesting, but that is pretty much it I think. You can click here for the full image. Well, toodles for now.

Such a nice day today, shame I can't do anything outside though. Well, bored out of my mind, but I manage to keep myself busy.

I just came back from Aunt Leah's, and this nice old woman just made my day. A couple of weeks back I had a VERY hard time serving my tables, and I remember very distinctly angering many customers when I told them I would be serving seconds, but couldn't pull through because I was too slow to pick it up... Now though, after having that memory haunt me for two weeks, that same woman came up to me and said that I did a great job today, just as she left! Just when I thought today was going to be just plain horrible.

Now it's back to hw.... Can't wait to put up a new temp. ! :P

Oh Komm Susser Todd! Episode 3 was good. Not as memorable as I had hoped though. Well I think I'm about ready to make the great switch to a brand new template. Yay!

I first heard Komm Susser Todd from "End of Evangelion" the movie. I finally got around to watching after seeing many, and I mean MANY fan praises over the web, by mouth, etc. I wasn't dissapointed, except maybe a little puzzled over the ending. Komm Susser Todd! It translates from German as, "Come Sweet Death," and has a very cheery, yet disturbingly sad/suicidal feel to it. Very strange piece, but it suits the movie perfectly.

Aww my precious Broken Saints experience is over! The last chapter was great! It really summed up everything, so many things are woven together, and the theme was just great. They did one of the hardest things that man can ever do, capture emotion on a canvas. Hahaha I wish I had the DVD collection! Apparently, the teaser trailer will be shown around Future Shops all over Canada, once an hour every hour, for a month. Spread the word! Long live the Saints!

Some nice stormy weather we're having here. -.- Bored a bit on this end. Hmm... dunno what to say. Well I'm sitting here, STILL trying to get a hold on the final chapter of BS. I've had the toughest time trying to get access to it. The problem is probably on my end. Can't wait to see how it concludes!

-Stormy Day-

I know I should be studying for the chem. test right about now, but I thought I'd share some BS with you... Broken Saints that is!!!! (Laughs hysterically at own joke -.-" , did I mention I have a great sense of humor?) Anyway, ya I stumbled on Broken Saints on the featured series section on New Grounds. A very good find though. I've loved every second of this beloved series and thought I'd share it. I'm finally on the last chapter! It's been a great run, which I guess, was over 10 eye-peeling hours on the computer. Yes, the entire series is probably close to 12 hours I think.

You'll either love it or hate it. If your a big fan of comic books (Sandman in particular, although I myself, haven't read it) your going to love BS. Also the art is fantastic! Keep in mind that this story is more than just a comic, or just an animation. It's what they like to call, Cinematic Literature (don't quote me on that one). Anyway, enjoy, I surely did. :)

"The one word to describe this flash series: Epic "-some cool award critic

Synopsis: Four strangers stretched across the far corners of the world are brought by strange visions of a techno-spiritual Apocalypse.

Go check it out now!

New Grounds>Broken Saints

Brokensaints

Phew. Thank god for Andy! Ya we just spent 2 hours at an anti-smoking focus group... at the immigrant service center! They weren't very thrilled when they found out we weren't immigrants. So we ended up without our precious ten dollars! (I'm still furious :P)

Andy is a good friend. I knew I would be so uncomfortable if he wasn't there. I'm sure this is something we can look back, and laugh about later. Err... and I'm pretty sure we'll be laughing pretty hard.

-Fine Day-

I just came back from my interview, and my pits are still moist from sweat. It's all good I hope. I feel, well I'm not sure how I'm feeling--relieved a bit I guess.

I was out on a drive with my parents when we passed by the apartment that my family lived in before I or my little brother was born. It's really close to downtown, and according to my dad it's very noisy during most of the day because of the trains nearby. The exterior of the apartment complex looks decent, a little old in my opinion, but there's a really nice field with a playground and soft dirt track. I've old been there twice in my life, once today with my parents, and another four or five month's back I guess.

THIS JUST IN: Bryan just got a COOL hair cut!

Ugh just came back from having a filling replaced. So right now I'm sitting by my computers (no clothes on if you're wondering... J/K! :P:P:P) and I'm drueling profusely over myself. If you think I do it enough when my jaw isn't frozen, you should check it out when it is. I don't even notice the druel 'till it touches my clavicle. Nasty!

Whoa there is a yellow bird on my tree!

Ya that just came out of no where, but I'm watching it now as I'm writing this entry, from the crack between my window curtains. I've never seen a bird that looked like that before. Interesting.

-Fine Day- (you need to be in my SS to get that one >:) )

Wow, I just realized that today was friday the 13th... (Pretty self explanatory if you read the top) Well nothing much else to say, so I'll leave with an interesting fact I just read which was pretty interesting:

A head remains concious for about 15-20 seconds after decapitation.

-Fine Day- :P

I woke up to the strangest dream this morning. I'm not one to keep a dream diary, but there's a first time for everything. The only thing I can remember vividly, was that I was with my parents and my grandmother drinking tea, and this tea was very sweet. I remember really liking the the tea too, because it tasted so sweet, and most teas that I drink are on the bitter side because, I can never sweeten them properly with honey and stuff. Well anyway, I ask them, "How much honey did you put in the teas? " they answer,
"It isn't honey it's sugar from the dollar store. "

This sugar DOES NOT look like table sugar. They took a big jar out, and inside the jar was this black syrup which was supposed to be this cheap sugar. It looked kinda gross too, the top layer of this syrup-sugar was dried and crusty, but the middle and bottom were still a viscous liquid. It looked kinda like honey, when you leave out on the counter for too long, and no one's bothers to use it.

I felt kinda guilty in the dream for some reason though, kind of like I was responsible for them buying nasty $1.00 sugar. The tea's wasn't all that bad though :P .

I learned today that Tae is deadly with a ball in his hands. When I came home, I was thinking about how I usually feel tense all the time. Not sure quite why, my mind wanders all over the place when left alone for too long.

I usually appear very tense when other people look at me. I look kinda hunched, robotic, kinda like I'm trying to keep warm or something. The weird part is that I usually don't notice how tense I am, but it's pretty obvious when I am, I guess. It's the same for everyone, when you look at someone you can totally tell when they are bunched up in a knot or when they are lieing back on an invisible hammock. Strange how we never notice it, I certainly don't notice it when I do it--you just feel like your relaxed, but really you're just too used to curling into a ball.

It's so hard to just lie back, I mean like really lie back and relax. Back of the head planted on the floor, shoulder blades rubbing the ground, hands behind head or some other curly looking position-- it really is hard to do it when you think you're already "relaxed". It's because we cling to the familiar, not the fact that we're relaxed. Lieing straight on your back is unfamiliar--uncharted territory.

I knew I could have just lied down at any moment. It isn't physically demanding or anything so why not? But whenever you try to ease into it, everything feels so awkwar-- the way my back bent, the weight on my chest pushing me towards the floor--it all felt so foreign. Everytime I would try I would just hunch up again, the exact same position too. Indian style crossed legs with my arms wrapped around my knees in a wide "O". It's so hard to just let all of that go when you it happen day in and day out.

I was afraid of, the unfamiliar, but I have to admit, when I finally stretched and lied back, I felt more at peace than I ever was. I felt like I was rewarded for letting go of the familiar.

Social Studies was awesome! Things to remember:

"I don't know what woke me up, but I was scared. " -Andy
30 seconds after taking a snapshot of him while dozing in the bus. The flash was... pretty scary! >: )

"We're going to play DuelMates! " -Bryan and Sunny. So very hyper!

"This is a no brainer Alvin, you go all in :P " -Eric

"What do you think of premarital MARRIAGE? " -Charles

Yes so many memories, and they all pass by so quickly. I'm still feeling a little beat up from it all, but it's a nice cozy feeling.

Damn it's so early in the morning. It's dark outside when I look out my window. Well, I see that my first post has been scrapped for some reason :( . No worries though. Well everything worked out with WebCT in the end and now I have my interview coming up. BTW PLAYLAND WAS AWESOME and I hope this Socials Victoria trip will be a blast too! I didn't wake up this early to be irritated for the rest of the day anyway. Love life people!