To My Office

Dear Office,

I'm sorry, but I must leave you now. It has been a great 3 weeks with you and I will always treasure the memories that we had together. However, it is time for you experience your new life with your new resident (who is a very nice lady by the way), and for me to move on(to school for the next 10 months). It will be a very sad departure on the day of my road trip.

I will miss your "L" Desk that takes up 50% of the room, but provides a very spacious environment in which to put my documents. I will miss all the neat acessories on the "L" Desk and the filing cabinets, that I never used but look good with my office. I will miss your retractable and adjustable keyboard desk that gives my office that elegence. I will miss your cleanliness, which is much cleaner than my home room could ever possibly be. I will miss your Pentium D, duo processor, fast and good looking computer, giving me hours of enjoyable and efficient web surfing where there was no work to be done. Most of all, I will miss the warm of your 20" (or so) Dell computer screen that provided me with the perfect atmosphere for slackoff napping.

I forever treasure our 3 weeks together, even though it was a short time, it made work much more fun. I'll think about you on the road trip. Maybe...

Yay!

My mom found her car. She'll tell me the story later. But I'll still kick the asses of the people who stole Kings' car.

What's Going to Happen To You Fucking Car Jackers

It's been a while since I posted, so I thought I'd post just for the sake of saying I posted something. Boy am I pissed, and this blog will be a ranting/blowing off steam blog, where I flame things that has pissed me off this past week.

You fucking car jackers, your day will come, I know it and so do you. First you steal my Kings' Honda that he worked and invested so much in, then you steal my Mom's Acura, this morning. I hope the cops catch you, throw you in prison, and you become the bitch of a inmate, who name is something along the lines of "Bubba". Better yet, I hope find you first. I'll think of some ironic justice, such as bolting a fucking car seat to your back and have you carry me around on your all fours, while you make car rumbling noises. And if neither of the two get you, Karma will smite you down, somehow and somewhere. I just hope I get to see it.

How about instead of stealing cars, you actually get a job? You could become a circus freak who eats fecees for a living, if all else fails. Fuckers, Fuck you.

I wasn't going to say anything about this, but since I'm preally ticked off right now, I might as well keep going. To the Native bitch who cut me off a few days ago. Fuck you bitch, tell you husband to stop slurring his words, just because he drank too much industrial cleaner or is just plain retarded. Tell him that anything with four wheels is not called a "boat". By the way, if your actually reading this blog you whore, good work in obtaining the brain power to work a fucking computer. Wonder how long it took you to figure out that your computer was more than a heavy metallic box with holes in different places. Next time you see me, actually pull up beside me in traffic and then start talking to me, clearly, instead of being a chicken shit.

I feel a bit better now, but not much. I'll be starting my road trip to Vancouver with my buddies tomorrow.

Sylvan Lake

So we (and by we I mean Crystal's crew and 4 of my friends) went to Sylvan Lake. It was pretty fun, I didn't know very many people. Unfortunatly I didn't really take the chance to go and just meet people, as I was dead tired from playing Scene it and DS till 3:00 in the morning from the previous day, leaving me with only 5 hours a sleep. Wow what a run on sentence.

The day started off with shopping for swim trunks, since I happened to leave my at the University lockers, which I should of cleaned out 4 months ago. I wonder if my stuff is still there. We then went to safeway, for food, and starbucks, for the much needed jolt of caffine . It was then off to Mcdonalds for breakfast.

Due to Francis' insane driving at an average of about 150 kph (We did hit 190 kph), we arrived at Sylvan Lake an hour after leaving Edmonton. We met up with the others at the beach. Les and Phil would join us about 45 minutes later. When the coffee finally kicked in, I forced myself to get up and perform physical activities, specifically frisbee.

Omg...we're gonna die!

We later got around to playing beach volleyball, where I got hit in the face with the ball. Of course, this didn't make me happy and Crystal, who happened to set up the token White guy's volleyball , promptly appologized. Such appologies didn't really make up for getting hit in the face, so just for fun I threw the ball at her ass and Phil helped me soak her from head to toe. That was good payback.

A giant storm was brewing around 4:00 so we headed back to Edmonton dead tired. We met at Crystal's house and not being able to decide on something to do, we headed home where we showered (after which I felt like crashing in my bed). I picked up Mike and we met up with Phil and Les at OJ's for a quick bite. Andrew came along shortly thereafter. Here I drank another two cups of coffee.

After OJ's and a few hours diliberating on what to do in the OJ parking lot and then Les' house, we decided on Karaoke. (Other people had joined us up at Les' house, so it wasn't just a sausage-fest for karoke.) 99th was packed and had no room for us so we went to Laser. It was pretty fun, and I sang my first Japanese and Chinese "k-ok" songs.

Hopefully today I'll get to play some crazy mech game with Chung. He has the joysticks and pedals that come with the game and it makes for one crazy ass setup. Sounds like shitloads of fun.

Oh here's a picture of my new office by the way. I'm only there for a month but I'll enjoy it as much as possible.

My Awesome Computer (The screen is like a 20'...I swear)

I Learned a New Japanese Word Today

It's "Shotakon". Its a noun "used to describe an adult who are obsessed with young boys". In otherwords, Mike is a Shotakon. HAHAHA.

Lately, I've been hanging out with my friends quite a bit, so I haven't had much time to update the blog. Its been fun, and this saturday we're planning to head to Sylvan lake for a day. Not to swim or go on waterslides, but to just have a barbeque and just chill. Not a bad idea since I'm sick of Edmonton.

They've moved me to a new office at work, during the past week. It's pretty spacious and big. It also includes a new desk, computer, phone and now a new filing cabinet. Not like I'll use it. Too bad I'll have to move out in a month. I'll miss the seclusion from isolation from the "hussle and bussle" of normal offices.

Pictures of my office to come...

My Liver Is Probably Extremely Damaged...

Wow its been 5 days since my last blog post. I've really slacked off on my blog update, with good reason of course. The last months of summer have really proven to be an eventful one, so I guess updating the blog has now taken a backseat to my (hopefully, growing) social life. No girls yet though, but it'll come when its ready.

Anyway, I'm not gonna recollect everything thats been going on but I will tell you yesterday was a doozy.

It started with me waking up from the previous nights clubbing for Aileen's bday party. It wasn't as good as I thought it would be, but it was something to do on that Saturday night (and my only option). I went with Francis to Hertiage days were we ate food, watched demonstrations by Perry the Fairy and Bogus. We met up with Vince, Phil, Miracle and Vicky, but feeling tired, me and Francis left shortly thereafter.

Next up on the iterary was to pick up Les from the Airport. I first picked up Francis so that he wouldn't have to drive to his own birthday that night, then we went straight to the airport. While waiting for Les' flight to come in, we ate at the Jasper Restaurant. I had pork ribs, which I believe were the version of Tony Romas Baby back ribs. It wasn't attrocious, but it was pretty bad as they had burnt the shit out of the some of the ribs. It was still edible. I didn't want to bitch at the waitress since it seemed like she was having a really bad day. How did I know? Walking into the restaurant while shes bitching is a sure sign, but I sympathize since I used to work in the service sector.

After picking up Les' we headed to Sobeys so he could buy groceries. Tmo met up with us there and we headed to Les' house so that they could eat. He also gave me my two pairs of Evisu jeans, which I like very much and still owe him for. Just a note, if anyone is picking up Les in the future, give this guy 1 hour before you pick him up, because I swear its how long he takes. Dammit Les hurry up, hahah just jokes man.

It was a quick rendezvous with the crew we headed to Rum, which will from now on be refered to as my coffin, because I swear I nearly died from alcohol consumption there. The night started a little slow and my reluctance to get on the dance floor didn't help. However, things livened up as we people started showing. I saw my cousin and his friend (lurching around like cougars ready to jump on any chick they deemed hot), and a few other friends.. (Cindy? I really don't remember right now, I'm sorry).

We bought Andrew and Francis shitloads of drinks for their birthday, and they were tanked before 11:30. Andrew, I think, left early because he was so fucked up, atleast I didn't see him from midnight onwards. But of course theres the old saying: "What goes around comes around".

I was getting my fair share of alcohol. I counted 2 shots of straight 151, 1 shot of blue poison (50% bombay blue, 50% 151) 2 tequilas, 1 jager shot, 1 alize shot and probably some other shots that I don't remember as well as continuous oral injection of beer. Emo, I'll get you back you bitch, and I'll make you tell me what you were told me you were gonna tell me but won't because your a girl. Anyways, I probably lost all common sense and orientation at around 1:00 or so. I don't really remember much of it as I was really crunked. It's probably best if you read Emo's blog, his account of the event is much more accurate than mine. Apparently I puked on the dancefloor. Sweet, first time for everything haha. As I said to Chris, it was a good thing I didn't have a girlfriend, because she'd just call me a retard and kick me in the nuts.

I don't have much recollection of going back to Les' house. I just remember lying in his washroom for a nice long time, probably lying in some sort of liquid (probably the result of me dry heaving). I also remember hugging the toilet like it was my best friend and telling myself I was probably going to die soon and that the dizziness would stop when I did. Other than that, thats all I remember. I don't even remember crashing on a bed. Wait maybe I remember Les' saying something about the buckwheat pillow I slept on.

Getting that drunk means that waking up this morning was a bitch. Worst of all I still had my right contact in my eye, which didn't feel too good. I was pretty disoriented when I woke up and had lost half my belongings in Les' house, which I found. I had a wierd dream about finding vintage Oilers jerseys, but waking up made that dream worse.

I sat around Les' house, got some fluids and watched a bit of some chinese drama before heading out to help my dad move some furniture in prepartions for renovations. I also helped him move, by car, his bags of grass to a garbage bin, located at my aunts work. Why move it that far? I don't know. Let me tell you, hard labor does not make for a good feeling when experiencing a hang over. Tylenol helps, but doesn't block the shit feeling I get from a night of insane alcohol consumption.

I was treated to Pagolac, on the southside, which i wolfed down surprisingly well. It was to southgate afterward to hem my new jeans. I stayed at home and had a little cat nap which helped a bit. I think I'm still feeling the effects of the alcohol though. My alcohol breakdown enzymes don't work fast enough :( .

So the rest of the day, I've been working on my laptop, upgrading Norton, which took me 3 hours because the fucking program is flawed. Requiring lots of investigative work, shitloads of waiting for the program to uninstall, reinstall and update. On a better note, the networking between my laptop and computer started working today, miraculously. The Network Set-up Wizard says you need the Win XP CD, but apparently you just need it in your possesion and you don't need it in your computers (sarcasm). Fuck, I hate computers sometimes.

It's Been An Eventful Few Days...

Things sure have been different in my life lately. Rather than being the boring old me who played tons of DS and computer games, I've actually gone out. The past weekend was nice, just chilling with friends playing board games, watching TV, chilling out and, I have to admit, just a bit of DS.

Hockey on sunday was nice change since our team preformed (Even though I was very frustrated about our wednesday game). I was happy we played so well despite a 7-6 loss. We'll see how well everything goes for our upcoming playoff games.

Yesterday, I went to go see Miami Vice with Gugenz, Aileen and Sam. The movie wasn't all to great, as the plot was confused because of the actors' failure to express it well. The action was pretty good, gory, but nevertheless good. Anyways, I got to hang out with friends, which basically was the whole point of it.

Today, I encountered two friends I haven't seen in a while. I saw Wendy at SUB and we reminsced about old times, caught up, whatever and the such. Basically it was me defering her from her studies but enjoyable. Later at night, in Lulu's restaurant I talked to Gren, who I haven't seen in a long time. We caught up as well. Meeting these two, even though it was on seperate occasions lead to me thinking tonight. It seems we've grown so much over the past few years and learned a lot more things. Even though some of us don't know what to do in our lives, we sorta have a plan or are willing to let the wind guide us, so to speak. I guess I've been thinking a lot about what I'm gonna do with my life after meeting up with these guys. Like, when am I gonna marry and what kind of girl am I looking for? What's my career going to be? (Am I destined to be a career student?) etc etc. All these are big questions I probably should of asked myself in high school (and I should of took them more seriously). But, honestly, who knows, you may have everything in life planned out, but things change. I'm being to introspective maybe and worrying too much. I'll just be one of those guys who goes with the flow (but not so much that i'm disorganized, hopefully :D).

But anyway, I had dinner with my parents at Brewster's of all places. I didn't know they into 25 cent wings night. We ordered about 60 wings and had a sandwich.

After dinner, I met up with Mike and Francis at Southgate. After buy some old school shoes and walking around, we headed to WEM to be arcade rats and wait for the gathering at Louis' Restaurant (where I met Gren).

In retrospect, I think this summer has taught me a lot of stuff about life in general. I think it's also changed my outlook of life a bit. It was educational and fun. I've learned that you can't believe what you hear about someone until you've met them and judged them for yourself. Well maybe judging people isn't the right thing to do, I should say don't come to premature conclusions about someone. There's usually two sides to a story and usually, you only hear one.

Life is also too short to hold grudges, but that doesn't mean you don't stick up for yourself (or your friends for that matter). Sure I probably have people I don't like, but hey I'm not gonna let them ruin my life (Fuck them, they're not worth it).

I think I've also learned a bit about going out and having fun. Just going out meeting new people rather than be shy and say nothing at all. It's also important that you keep in touch with old friends, whether it be through msn or what not.

Anyway, its getting late, I'm starting to sound like a broken record of life cliché and that Baz Lhurman song. But truthfully, I think I've grown up so much over the past few months. Maybe its the more independent living, I'm not sure what it is, but I like it.