There was a point last week where I was ready to write a furious tantrum about how ridiculous the female species was and let loose upon them. It was a juncture which it seemed that the last good female friendship I had had fizzled was would turn into another act of life. I was proved wrong though.
I'm not sure exactly how I am with women, whether it be as friends or more but in the end nothing seemed to produce anything genuine. It was always a show where things would turn into nothing or a facade of friendship. Last week things seemed to be verging on that path for what was perhaps the last long standing female friend I've had.
The story itself is a long one but can be summarized in the following way. I'd been friends with Fish for the greater part of three years. Last month she got together with my best friend and while I was happy that they'd each have someone awesome, it changed things. I couldn't tell her some things anymore because it figured it'd be talked about between the two of them and then get turned into something ridiculous. I didn't want one opinion from two people on the matters of my life but their own individual takes and that wouldn't happen as long as things were they way they were. So we drifted apart turning things into the casual facade of friendship making lots of small talk.
Last week, things ended between the two mentioned parties and made for quite the predicament. McM and I have always shot straight so I knew where his head was at most of the time and thus it was easy to stay friends. On the other side of the coin though, I realy had no clue coupled to the fact that I was just tempted to let things stay a casual facade.
This is where women get their points back as I was challenged that night to be the man that she knew I was and that I think I am. Going backwards on the time scale, we had gone out that night with the Jitsu gang, gotten hammered and ended up back at my place. As the night rolled to a close, everyone was leaving and she was going to walk home to NOP land alone. That dosn't work for me, no matter who you are and thus I walked her home.
On the way I was confronted about whether things were alright (obviously that case was they weren't). This threw me off as it's usually me who puts the hard questions to people going for resolutions to problems (Score points here). So we got talking, about how things were and sourcing out why they were. Then we moved on to what to do about it. I was simply going in circles about what the altruistic thing to do was (put it behind us and move forward) but then comming backwards with a selfish answer (I was forgetten about). Then she did something I had totally ruled out from the abilities of the female gender.
She took my hand, told me she was human who makes mistakes but above that, she knew she loved me (as a friend). Here she got more points but then proceeded to line up for the home run shot. As hard as it was for her, she told me, after saying the former, that she couldn't stop me from walking out the door and not speaking to her again. At this point, time stood still and my cycle shattered. I couldn't bring myself to even think about stepping away from someone who I'd grown with for so long. (Score home run). She showed faith in me and in her heart, knew that I was above petty thoughts and actions and after about five minutes I gave her a hug and put this shit behind us.
I gave up on believing in her but she never lost faith in me. I missed the ball on this one but she never once stuck it to me for this. It would have definately been easy to 'be a girl' and just be as ridiculous as I was. But she wasn't.
At this point I'm still looking for the words to put this all in context. In the end all I can come up with is that there's a girl out there with the biggest heart in the world and it was so full of compassion, forgiveness, warmth and love that she could overide me being a goof. I feel pretty lucky right now is about all I can realy say.
Monday, January 31, 2005
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Still Alive
Well, I'm halfway done exams and thought that it was time to add another blog entry to the mix. Life's been pretty nutty this past week as it's been nothing but exams and as much fun as it is, it's not. Not. Just not. So, hopefully this little musing will be a temporary salvation.
I've been thinking of a way to make blog entries more interesting as of late with my recent abstinence from drama (even though it looks like drama will be the subject of my next entry) and while I was in procrastinating, it was my revelation that, aside from other people's business, people love charts. However, the conundrum is figuring outwhat type of chart would people enjoy. Thus, over the next little while I'll probably throw out a few random charts that pop into mind, free of all internet bias. Just right out of the old brown noggin.
Today's topic: The oldin days of pop music. I recently came upon my old collection of pop music from the year 2000 and concluded that the style and focus has come a long way since then. None the less we all still loved it back then and with that I present the top five of the year 2000 (give or take):
5. N Sync - Bye Bye Bye. It was an era of boy bands back then and studios were pumping tracks out left right and centre. Now, while I'm sure they were pumping other things as well, this track still stood out from the rest with a little bit of teenage rebellion and a pretty cool video idea.
4. 3 Doors Down - Kryptonite. It wasn't uncommon to turn on the radio (remember that thing) way back and hear this track playing. Kryptonite ushered in an era of alternative rock into pop music phasing out the backstreet era.
3. Creed - Higher. Could they're be a more overplayed band than these guys? The song was good the first couple times I heard it (listen to it now) but after the 9, 657th time I thought I was Scott Stapp (the lead singer). No wonder he wanted to relearn love.
2. Britney Spears - Stronger. Alright, I now I'm gonna get blasted for this one but honestly put it all together. She was at the peak of her popularity, had an innocence to her at the time, was incredibly smoking hot in that little black number and the song wasn't half bad.
1. Bon Jovi - It's my life. Is anyone actually surprised that this is my No. 1 pick? This was my anthem in first year and the song plain and simple just kicks ass. Wanna fight about it?
Now the list more or less just summarizes the songs which stood out that year. I didn't say that they had to be good. They're are likely tons that I've left out, so add a comment if you want some recognition for your favourite jam of 2000. That way I won't be the only person taking the heat for my adoration of pop music. L8r Sk8rz.
Current Song: Collective Soul - Why Pt. 2
I've been thinking of a way to make blog entries more interesting as of late with my recent abstinence from drama (even though it looks like drama will be the subject of my next entry) and while I was in procrastinating, it was my revelation that, aside from other people's business, people love charts. However, the conundrum is figuring outwhat type of chart would people enjoy. Thus, over the next little while I'll probably throw out a few random charts that pop into mind, free of all internet bias. Just right out of the old brown noggin.
Today's topic: The oldin days of pop music. I recently came upon my old collection of pop music from the year 2000 and concluded that the style and focus has come a long way since then. None the less we all still loved it back then and with that I present the top five of the year 2000 (give or take):
5. N Sync - Bye Bye Bye. It was an era of boy bands back then and studios were pumping tracks out left right and centre. Now, while I'm sure they were pumping other things as well, this track still stood out from the rest with a little bit of teenage rebellion and a pretty cool video idea.
4. 3 Doors Down - Kryptonite. It wasn't uncommon to turn on the radio (remember that thing) way back and hear this track playing. Kryptonite ushered in an era of alternative rock into pop music phasing out the backstreet era.
3. Creed - Higher. Could they're be a more overplayed band than these guys? The song was good the first couple times I heard it (listen to it now) but after the 9, 657th time I thought I was Scott Stapp (the lead singer). No wonder he wanted to relearn love.
2. Britney Spears - Stronger. Alright, I now I'm gonna get blasted for this one but honestly put it all together. She was at the peak of her popularity, had an innocence to her at the time, was incredibly smoking hot in that little black number and the song wasn't half bad.
1. Bon Jovi - It's my life. Is anyone actually surprised that this is my No. 1 pick? This was my anthem in first year and the song plain and simple just kicks ass. Wanna fight about it?
Now the list more or less just summarizes the songs which stood out that year. I didn't say that they had to be good. They're are likely tons that I've left out, so add a comment if you want some recognition for your favourite jam of 2000. That way I won't be the only person taking the heat for my adoration of pop music. L8r Sk8rz.
Current Song: Collective Soul - Why Pt. 2
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Friday's Events
Today is another study day in which I'd rather be anywhere in the world instead of in front of my notes. However I have been here most of the day and as such it is time to break away from this nonsense. Recently I have been getting very little work done despite the fact that I have five exams next week in five days. It dosn't bother me heavily at all, possibly because I still make the day somewhat eventful. Friday went as such.
I began the day by waking up at 10am which is an hour short of 11 am, where a proper 10H sleep would have had me wake up. I don't feel like acutally getting up but when I was up, I was no longer tired so I went with it. Did my morning routine (teeth, pushups, situps, breakfast) and then showered. This brought me to about 12 pm.
From then onwards to about 5, I got a fair amount of review done all the while playing 'Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky'. I've been downloading copius amounts of movies recently (Finding Neverland, Harold and Kumar go to White Castle, Anchorman, Shark Tale, Wimbeldon, Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind, Ray and Sky Captain) but was good and decided not to watch any of them. Though I did download the past three episodes of the O.C. From there I was done studying.
I washed my Gi (because it was smelly) had a snack and proceeded to the gym. I got a fairly good workout done with about 20 min before jitsu. I took that time to rehydrate and talk to my Sensei about the previous three sessions me and BPIC had taught. From there it was time to train. I was definately excited to train as it would be the first time I've gotten the chance in the new year. However, my body had other ideas at it was pretty tired from the workout. Thus between that and the sheer ice weather, it was no surprise that I quickly found myself a little short of breath with some heavy wheezing. Thus the first part of training was a little sluggish. However, I eventually got to my inhaler and things proceeded upwards from this point. It was nice to train again and could easily tell that BPIC found it equally as fun.
I returned home from the session to McM and his friends playing a little texas holdem. I wasn't in the mood for cards so I withheld, opting instead to make a lovely chicken and brocoli alfredo past. At this juncture, myself and RA sat down and proceeded to watch WWF's greatest champions which featured many greats including Macho Man in his prime and the Hart Foundation. After finishing with this, I proceeded to have a few beers and socialize a little bit. This only lasted for a few mins though, as I was done at this point. I made up my bed (as I'd washed my sheets earlier) and hit the bed.
That was friday. If you found that boring just remember that I did not twist your arm to read it. You did it all by yourself. Today is no more interesting which is why I'm taking time to write a lengthy blog entry. Maybe I should re-invest my time in drama again. Give people something more entertaining to read.
I began the day by waking up at 10am which is an hour short of 11 am, where a proper 10H sleep would have had me wake up. I don't feel like acutally getting up but when I was up, I was no longer tired so I went with it. Did my morning routine (teeth, pushups, situps, breakfast) and then showered. This brought me to about 12 pm.
From then onwards to about 5, I got a fair amount of review done all the while playing 'Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky'. I've been downloading copius amounts of movies recently (Finding Neverland, Harold and Kumar go to White Castle, Anchorman, Shark Tale, Wimbeldon, Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind, Ray and Sky Captain) but was good and decided not to watch any of them. Though I did download the past three episodes of the O.C. From there I was done studying.
I washed my Gi (because it was smelly) had a snack and proceeded to the gym. I got a fairly good workout done with about 20 min before jitsu. I took that time to rehydrate and talk to my Sensei about the previous three sessions me and BPIC had taught. From there it was time to train. I was definately excited to train as it would be the first time I've gotten the chance in the new year. However, my body had other ideas at it was pretty tired from the workout. Thus between that and the sheer ice weather, it was no surprise that I quickly found myself a little short of breath with some heavy wheezing. Thus the first part of training was a little sluggish. However, I eventually got to my inhaler and things proceeded upwards from this point. It was nice to train again and could easily tell that BPIC found it equally as fun.
I returned home from the session to McM and his friends playing a little texas holdem. I wasn't in the mood for cards so I withheld, opting instead to make a lovely chicken and brocoli alfredo past. At this juncture, myself and RA sat down and proceeded to watch WWF's greatest champions which featured many greats including Macho Man in his prime and the Hart Foundation. After finishing with this, I proceeded to have a few beers and socialize a little bit. This only lasted for a few mins though, as I was done at this point. I made up my bed (as I'd washed my sheets earlier) and hit the bed.
That was friday. If you found that boring just remember that I did not twist your arm to read it. You did it all by yourself. Today is no more interesting which is why I'm taking time to write a lengthy blog entry. Maybe I should re-invest my time in drama again. Give people something more entertaining to read.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Figured it out
(Forgive me if there are any spelling crimes in the following post)
I was talking to McM today about the nonsense of everyday life and while I was listening intently, it occured to me that the chaos of everyone's life no longer interested me.
Then it dawned on me. In most instances people write in their blogs about the things that bother them in life whether it be veagens, spelling mistakes or relationship banter. If you've read my resolution entry you'd know that it was in one way or another, a way of saying that I wasn't gonna try so hard anymore in terms of making life conform to the way you want it and instead just let it exist as it is.
For the most part I've done exactly that and in doing so, I think the result has been that I havn't had anything to vent about. Leaving everyone else's chaos to them has somewhat simplified my everyday course of action and there's been little on my mind other than a slight headache after landing on my head last wednesday in Jitsu.
Overall, I like it better so far. It will likely make for some poor blog entires in the next little while but who knows? Maybe one day I'll once again find my way back to the everyday drama of life. For now, I'm contempt to stay chill, focus on my training regiment and just go with the flow. Brilliant.
I was talking to McM today about the nonsense of everyday life and while I was listening intently, it occured to me that the chaos of everyone's life no longer interested me.
Then it dawned on me. In most instances people write in their blogs about the things that bother them in life whether it be veagens, spelling mistakes or relationship banter. If you've read my resolution entry you'd know that it was in one way or another, a way of saying that I wasn't gonna try so hard anymore in terms of making life conform to the way you want it and instead just let it exist as it is.
For the most part I've done exactly that and in doing so, I think the result has been that I havn't had anything to vent about. Leaving everyone else's chaos to them has somewhat simplified my everyday course of action and there's been little on my mind other than a slight headache after landing on my head last wednesday in Jitsu.
Overall, I like it better so far. It will likely make for some poor blog entires in the next little while but who knows? Maybe one day I'll once again find my way back to the everyday drama of life. For now, I'm contempt to stay chill, focus on my training regiment and just go with the flow. Brilliant.
Monday, January 17, 2005
Exams
Exams are comming up for which I do not want to study for but none the less must study for. Thus if one does not hear from my in the next little while, it will be because I've locked myself in my room. Hopefully I shall remain in your prayers as you all wish me good luck. :O)
I'll likely be procrastination beyond belief, so one can expect more random entries.
I'll likely be procrastination beyond belief, so one can expect more random entries.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Feeling Blah
With the holidays over and life returning to its normal state, things seem much more bland now. Everyone who was home for the holidays went home and the nostalgia from all the fun has somewhat worn off.
It's likely been the reason I havn't written that much in the blog as of late. School is that same non sense that it was when I left, I've OC'ed out myself after watching 34 episodes in a week and jitsu hasn't started. Cutting off good times, cold turkey sucks.
But Jitsu begins once again tommorrow which means its time to hit the mats again and let the good times roll. The holiday gave me time to recover physically and mentally from all the training put in going for brown. Now, being fully healed, it will make everything that much more fun.
Perhaps in the grand scheme of things, a little lag time is good. Time to think, time to heal and time to catch your breath.
It's likely been the reason I havn't written that much in the blog as of late. School is that same non sense that it was when I left, I've OC'ed out myself after watching 34 episodes in a week and jitsu hasn't started. Cutting off good times, cold turkey sucks.
But Jitsu begins once again tommorrow which means its time to hit the mats again and let the good times roll. The holiday gave me time to recover physically and mentally from all the training put in going for brown. Now, being fully healed, it will make everything that much more fun.
Perhaps in the grand scheme of things, a little lag time is good. Time to think, time to heal and time to catch your breath.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
New Years
Well the only way to start about New Year's is that it was quite the scene. As an abstract, I dominated myself with screwdrivers all night on top of whatever else was donated to me. But to tell the story best I must start from the beginning or as much of it as I can remember.
I left Brownzmania early friday morning to arrive in K-town later. The journey for the most part runs smoothly. I got up at 5 am on the dot, left the house at 525, got on the go train to union at 550, arrive at union at 630, get breakfast, board the train at 655 and arrive at 915. This is where the efficiency stops. I had previously arranged with McM to get a ride at that time. He tells me to call about 30 mins before I get into K-town (pressumably so he can wake up, have coffee, and arrive to VIA on time). For once in my life, I'm actually prompt and accomplish calling him on time. However, McM shows up 30 minutes later than 915 and like the ass that he is, promtly shows up honking his horn right in front of via for a solid minute. Though I'm ready to burst, he has offered to pick me up, so I let it go. At this point however, I found out that we're going on a bit of a detour out of kingston. I don't mind this so much as I'm use to it, but instead of telling me where we're going, a constant destination point of the 'portal' is made. Once is funny, twice is pushing it, seven times and I'm once again ready to hit someone. Though, I find out that we're picking up Keeves and the Hamma and the idea of them camping in the middle of winter once again brings smile to my face. On the way back, we are watching Elf in the backseat (McM is driving his Dad's pimped out 2005 pilot) and are doing commentary to it which makes it that much more fun. Will Ferrell is too funny though and after about 20 mins we decide its time to watch the movie. We complete tasks of dropping people off and acquiring appetizers and what not.
House gets cleaned, alcohol gets made, showers are had and OC gets watched (So begins the obecession). People arrive. Hilarity begins. We begin the night with a little wrasslin all the while stuffing our faces with feta paté. I choose my drink of the evening which is the screwdriver. I have a pretty high tolerance so I make doubles. Eventually, everyone arrives and I'm starting to settle into the evening. After about three or four doubles I decide to change the way I'm making drinks. Usually I add ice, vodka to the top of the ice then add OJ. My new plan? Add ice, fill to the top of ice with OJ and then add vodka to the top. This takes is from about a double to a triple. I think I downed two of those but things get foggy at this point. Bei-Ruit begins and I get looped into things. I make a tag out because I'm too drunk to see and let another take my place. The team ends up losing and decides to pawn off their lost cups onto me because I'm a champ.
This is where things go downhill as the mixture of beer and vodka put me over the top. I remember the new year vaguely and bits and pieces til two. As McM's blog points out, I did wet myself slightly but pissed is far from the truth. Circumstances surrounding this are mysterious though as I don't remember having to go to the washroom or any dire urgence to urinate. But as I said, I can't remember a whole lot as is. [I should point out here that William Matthew Kirkey is a direspectful ass (more colourful words are jumping into mind, but I'd like to think I'm above that) for not only posting a hugely exagerated story but also a video which I'm not so proud of.]
Things continue upwards from there thankfully as I change my pants (in what was a comical moment) and come back down for the rest of the night. At this point I'm smart enough to cut myself off and McM is feeding me water perhaps saving me from certain doom. People slowly start dissapearing and I'm snapping photos like no ones business. My rate of speech slowly returns to normal from its drunken banter state. BPIC shows up around 3am(???) and we smoke some fun stuff and hang for a bit. I'm telling him a story about Sparxx and all of a sudden I hear this nutty noise from the kitchen which I would later find out was Hamma making songs on pots and pans (Our non-stick pans hang from a rack on the wall). The story goes that RA was taking his car home and wrote him a note in his pocket so he'd know. As a joke though he said that the note wrote 'Whether some prime number was acutually prime' to which a song began about the number being 'even or odd'.
Keeves and Hamma are done and pass out. One sucessfully on the couch and the other laying beside two pillows, a sleeping bag and holding a folded blanket like a teddy. BPIC decides to stay and make sure I don't die. We begin to watch movies from the Club Instructor course (which are sweet) and I tell him it would likely be best if I puked. I headed to the washroom and after hovering over the toilet I begin to pass out as oppose to puke. With my last remaining energy, I gather myself up, tell BPIC that I need to pass out and do this.
The next morning I wake up to McM knocking on my door asking me if I'm okay. Strangely I don't feel so bad. My theory is that the OJ sugars saved me somehow. We gather up the troops, laugh hysterically at the 272 mb of media from the last night and head of the McDonalds for double cheeseburgers. At this junture I realize I'm still drunk as while take my order, I'm exchanging lines with Keeves from Elf. ("I painted a picture of a butterfly today"; "Guess what? I saw a dog today. Did you see a dog") This drives the McDonalds lady nuts and not surpsingly she screws up the order. Oh well.
When we return, we eat, watch Hulk Hogan vs. Macho Man from wrestlemania five as the Mega powers exploded. We also decide that we need to watch an elimination chamber match as there is one comming up on Jan 9th at New Year's Revolution. At this point my tummy is letting me know that I was bad last night and so begins the day of recovery and cleaning. Cleaning gets finished, I call my parents and with all the brain power I can muster, have a somewhat decent conversation with them and the proceed to crash for an OC marathon. That perpetuated the start of my OC addiction and is a story for another day.
I left Brownzmania early friday morning to arrive in K-town later. The journey for the most part runs smoothly. I got up at 5 am on the dot, left the house at 525, got on the go train to union at 550, arrive at union at 630, get breakfast, board the train at 655 and arrive at 915. This is where the efficiency stops. I had previously arranged with McM to get a ride at that time. He tells me to call about 30 mins before I get into K-town (pressumably so he can wake up, have coffee, and arrive to VIA on time). For once in my life, I'm actually prompt and accomplish calling him on time. However, McM shows up 30 minutes later than 915 and like the ass that he is, promtly shows up honking his horn right in front of via for a solid minute. Though I'm ready to burst, he has offered to pick me up, so I let it go. At this point however, I found out that we're going on a bit of a detour out of kingston. I don't mind this so much as I'm use to it, but instead of telling me where we're going, a constant destination point of the 'portal' is made. Once is funny, twice is pushing it, seven times and I'm once again ready to hit someone. Though, I find out that we're picking up Keeves and the Hamma and the idea of them camping in the middle of winter once again brings smile to my face. On the way back, we are watching Elf in the backseat (McM is driving his Dad's pimped out 2005 pilot) and are doing commentary to it which makes it that much more fun. Will Ferrell is too funny though and after about 20 mins we decide its time to watch the movie. We complete tasks of dropping people off and acquiring appetizers and what not.
House gets cleaned, alcohol gets made, showers are had and OC gets watched (So begins the obecession). People arrive. Hilarity begins. We begin the night with a little wrasslin all the while stuffing our faces with feta paté. I choose my drink of the evening which is the screwdriver. I have a pretty high tolerance so I make doubles. Eventually, everyone arrives and I'm starting to settle into the evening. After about three or four doubles I decide to change the way I'm making drinks. Usually I add ice, vodka to the top of the ice then add OJ. My new plan? Add ice, fill to the top of ice with OJ and then add vodka to the top. This takes is from about a double to a triple. I think I downed two of those but things get foggy at this point. Bei-Ruit begins and I get looped into things. I make a tag out because I'm too drunk to see and let another take my place. The team ends up losing and decides to pawn off their lost cups onto me because I'm a champ.
This is where things go downhill as the mixture of beer and vodka put me over the top. I remember the new year vaguely and bits and pieces til two. As McM's blog points out, I did wet myself slightly but pissed is far from the truth. Circumstances surrounding this are mysterious though as I don't remember having to go to the washroom or any dire urgence to urinate. But as I said, I can't remember a whole lot as is. [I should point out here that William Matthew Kirkey is a direspectful ass (more colourful words are jumping into mind, but I'd like to think I'm above that) for not only posting a hugely exagerated story but also a video which I'm not so proud of.]
Things continue upwards from there thankfully as I change my pants (in what was a comical moment) and come back down for the rest of the night. At this point I'm smart enough to cut myself off and McM is feeding me water perhaps saving me from certain doom. People slowly start dissapearing and I'm snapping photos like no ones business. My rate of speech slowly returns to normal from its drunken banter state. BPIC shows up around 3am(???) and we smoke some fun stuff and hang for a bit. I'm telling him a story about Sparxx and all of a sudden I hear this nutty noise from the kitchen which I would later find out was Hamma making songs on pots and pans (Our non-stick pans hang from a rack on the wall). The story goes that RA was taking his car home and wrote him a note in his pocket so he'd know. As a joke though he said that the note wrote 'Whether some prime number was acutually prime' to which a song began about the number being 'even or odd'.
Keeves and Hamma are done and pass out. One sucessfully on the couch and the other laying beside two pillows, a sleeping bag and holding a folded blanket like a teddy. BPIC decides to stay and make sure I don't die. We begin to watch movies from the Club Instructor course (which are sweet) and I tell him it would likely be best if I puked. I headed to the washroom and after hovering over the toilet I begin to pass out as oppose to puke. With my last remaining energy, I gather myself up, tell BPIC that I need to pass out and do this.
The next morning I wake up to McM knocking on my door asking me if I'm okay. Strangely I don't feel so bad. My theory is that the OJ sugars saved me somehow. We gather up the troops, laugh hysterically at the 272 mb of media from the last night and head of the McDonalds for double cheeseburgers. At this junture I realize I'm still drunk as while take my order, I'm exchanging lines with Keeves from Elf. ("I painted a picture of a butterfly today"; "Guess what? I saw a dog today. Did you see a dog") This drives the McDonalds lady nuts and not surpsingly she screws up the order. Oh well.
When we return, we eat, watch Hulk Hogan vs. Macho Man from wrestlemania five as the Mega powers exploded. We also decide that we need to watch an elimination chamber match as there is one comming up on Jan 9th at New Year's Revolution. At this point my tummy is letting me know that I was bad last night and so begins the day of recovery and cleaning. Cleaning gets finished, I call my parents and with all the brain power I can muster, have a somewhat decent conversation with them and the proceed to crash for an OC marathon. That perpetuated the start of my OC addiction and is a story for another day.
Thursday, December 30, 2004
Resolutions
It's what everyone does at this time of year. With the new year brings new hope, new goals and new propects. I have never been one to be different from this. Always looking for something new and bold to wish and conquer. This year wil be a bit different as it will be a time where I'm gonna aim to let go.
Now, most of you reading this know me and have known my past and while it may stem from certain events, this is more an attempt to fix the big picture.
My favourite movie is and has always been the Princess Bride. It's an epic story about a fairy tale land where good battles evil and in the end, true love prevails. It's something I've always wanted for myself and something to share with others. So much so that in the past, I've pushed so hard (believing I was fighting for an ultimate sense of happiness) that I've just created awkward and tense situations.
So my resolution? I think I'm gonna let that part of me take a rest for a while. Quit pushing so hard trying to realize something that may not even exist, except for in movies. The best part about this is that it will allow me to focus energy back into real life where things actually count.
Now, most of you reading this know me and have known my past and while it may stem from certain events, this is more an attempt to fix the big picture.
My favourite movie is and has always been the Princess Bride. It's an epic story about a fairy tale land where good battles evil and in the end, true love prevails. It's something I've always wanted for myself and something to share with others. So much so that in the past, I've pushed so hard (believing I was fighting for an ultimate sense of happiness) that I've just created awkward and tense situations.
So my resolution? I think I'm gonna let that part of me take a rest for a while. Quit pushing so hard trying to realize something that may not even exist, except for in movies. The best part about this is that it will allow me to focus energy back into real life where things actually count.
Sunday, December 26, 2004
A long awaited update
Holy Smokes! Days just zoom by through the holidays. Somehow X-mas is over and it's already boxing day. Hopefully, everyone has scored some awesome holiday deals and will have a story about how SICKLY busy the mall is today.
This time last week, I was getting back from the club instructor course which was sweet. There were eight dans present each day and about ten or so dark blue and aboves. It was awesome training aside from the fact that I'm now entitled to open my own club!!!! I was also fortunate enough to train with Benjo once again and was reminded of why it was I was intimidated of him. None the less it was still good to see him and felt very privileged to be there when he got his hakama.
Things concluded and from there at which point made the journey home. I was very tired after enduring the weekend of training and classroom teaching and just went to bed directly after dinner. I think I slept thirteen hours that night but it was well worth it as I woke up brand new the next morning.
Monday and Tuesday I spent cleaning up the house and visiting family. I have come to the conlusion that after about an hour of conversation that the subject of a movie should be brought up as it ties up the void of nothing to do quite nicely.
Wednesday, I picked up Sparxx and we were off to visit Thumper! His place is a palace. He and J scored huge on that deal because it's gorgeous. Definately gonna have to make another visit someday.
The events of the day consisted of having a delicious thai curry dish for lunch, watching jitsu video, catching a few movies and just chillin. Overall good times.
Thursday was one nutty day. I was orginally suppose to have lunch with Fin after he got into K-town and then head out at about four in the afternoon. Needless to say the weather changed those plans. Fin's connecting flight to K-town was cancelled and the traffic in TO was crazy so plans to head home were delayed. However things picked up from there. McM and myself watched Alien vs. Predator (after a short power outage hiatus) and did some x-mas shopping at the LCBO for various wines and scotches. After concluding this, we were informed that Fin had decided to catch a bus from the airport and it was arriving at seven. I took a nap for an hour and awoke an hour later to head of to pick up the bloke. We got there a bit early and thus decided to get coffee at Timmy's. This was definately a good move as it was FREEZING outside at this point and I was falling asleep pretty damn quickly. Eventually we got Fin and headed over to the Fin mansion for dinner. We had a delicious pork roast and some potato thing which was also excellent. After that we hit up some beiruit and family guy. The evening concluded with a trip the McDics for some cheeseburgers. It was at this juncture where one of the best pieces of knowledge came to my attention. When ordering a cheeseburger, you can ask for it to be dressed like a Mac. This Jr Mac is delicious and makes for more Mac goodness through future weeks. The night ended shortly after as Fin was dead tired as were the rest of us.
Drove home Christmas Eve Day morning and arrived home midday. The rest of the day was spent cleaning and wrapping gifts (which takes time if you want to do it well). Though I've decided that it's not realy worth the time only for someone to rip into it the next day. Thus, I will only wrap items well if they'll stay wrapped for a solid week. That way everyone can enjoy a quality wrapping job.
X-mas day came and went. Usual stuff happend. Had breakfast, open gifts, and had dinner with the family. The best gift, hands down, had to be an 80s retro tee with Sonic the Hedgehog on it. I'll definately be sporting that come new years time. There is one gift I recieved which is somewhat questionable which is an italian charm bracelet. My mother gave it to me with a 'Love Mom' charm and an 'Allergy alert' charm so it makes sense to wear it but I'm not quite sure whether guys can get away with that type of thing. Comments on this would be appreciated so I can figure out what to do with it.
My dad purchased a new 26" television at the Best Buy Boxing day sale. I was going to go with him to help him acquire it but decided to sleep instead. He was none the less still sucessful and got the last one. I returned to the gym today for the first time in a week long hiatus and will continue to hit it hard from now on (as everyone likes to point out that I've put on weight since thanksgiving).
I'm planning on heading back to K-town on friday for a little New Year's Bash and so I can get back into school mode. Thus is you have nothing to do that night, get in touch with me and we'll jam.
This time last week, I was getting back from the club instructor course which was sweet. There were eight dans present each day and about ten or so dark blue and aboves. It was awesome training aside from the fact that I'm now entitled to open my own club!!!! I was also fortunate enough to train with Benjo once again and was reminded of why it was I was intimidated of him. None the less it was still good to see him and felt very privileged to be there when he got his hakama.
Things concluded and from there at which point made the journey home. I was very tired after enduring the weekend of training and classroom teaching and just went to bed directly after dinner. I think I slept thirteen hours that night but it was well worth it as I woke up brand new the next morning.
Monday and Tuesday I spent cleaning up the house and visiting family. I have come to the conlusion that after about an hour of conversation that the subject of a movie should be brought up as it ties up the void of nothing to do quite nicely.
Wednesday, I picked up Sparxx and we were off to visit Thumper! His place is a palace. He and J scored huge on that deal because it's gorgeous. Definately gonna have to make another visit someday.
The events of the day consisted of having a delicious thai curry dish for lunch, watching jitsu video, catching a few movies and just chillin. Overall good times.
Thursday was one nutty day. I was orginally suppose to have lunch with Fin after he got into K-town and then head out at about four in the afternoon. Needless to say the weather changed those plans. Fin's connecting flight to K-town was cancelled and the traffic in TO was crazy so plans to head home were delayed. However things picked up from there. McM and myself watched Alien vs. Predator (after a short power outage hiatus) and did some x-mas shopping at the LCBO for various wines and scotches. After concluding this, we were informed that Fin had decided to catch a bus from the airport and it was arriving at seven. I took a nap for an hour and awoke an hour later to head of to pick up the bloke. We got there a bit early and thus decided to get coffee at Timmy's. This was definately a good move as it was FREEZING outside at this point and I was falling asleep pretty damn quickly. Eventually we got Fin and headed over to the Fin mansion for dinner. We had a delicious pork roast and some potato thing which was also excellent. After that we hit up some beiruit and family guy. The evening concluded with a trip the McDics for some cheeseburgers. It was at this juncture where one of the best pieces of knowledge came to my attention. When ordering a cheeseburger, you can ask for it to be dressed like a Mac. This Jr Mac is delicious and makes for more Mac goodness through future weeks. The night ended shortly after as Fin was dead tired as were the rest of us.
Drove home Christmas Eve Day morning and arrived home midday. The rest of the day was spent cleaning and wrapping gifts (which takes time if you want to do it well). Though I've decided that it's not realy worth the time only for someone to rip into it the next day. Thus, I will only wrap items well if they'll stay wrapped for a solid week. That way everyone can enjoy a quality wrapping job.
X-mas day came and went. Usual stuff happend. Had breakfast, open gifts, and had dinner with the family. The best gift, hands down, had to be an 80s retro tee with Sonic the Hedgehog on it. I'll definately be sporting that come new years time. There is one gift I recieved which is somewhat questionable which is an italian charm bracelet. My mother gave it to me with a 'Love Mom' charm and an 'Allergy alert' charm so it makes sense to wear it but I'm not quite sure whether guys can get away with that type of thing. Comments on this would be appreciated so I can figure out what to do with it.
My dad purchased a new 26" television at the Best Buy Boxing day sale. I was going to go with him to help him acquire it but decided to sleep instead. He was none the less still sucessful and got the last one. I returned to the gym today for the first time in a week long hiatus and will continue to hit it hard from now on (as everyone likes to point out that I've put on weight since thanksgiving).
I'm planning on heading back to K-town on friday for a little New Year's Bash and so I can get back into school mode. Thus is you have nothing to do that night, get in touch with me and we'll jam.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
On my way
Well Folks,
Somehow its the christmas holidays already and I'm getting ready to leave in about 30 min or so. I have a short stop in Peterborough before hand though for a weekend Club Instructor course. It definately gonna be awesome as its open to dark blue and above which means there is gonna be some fun training. I'll also get to see a lot of the faces that I hanv't seen in a while which will also be awesome.
I'm home after that with a few family visits to make when I get there on monday and tuesday. Nothing like going back to your roots and seeing the various expressions on peoples faces when they say "jiu what?".
After that I'll be picking up Sparxx for a run through Brighton and back to Kingston to see Fin!!!!!! I havn't seen that guy in a while and am looking forward to it. Then back home for the rest of the holiday. Definately looking forward to it.
Somehow its the christmas holidays already and I'm getting ready to leave in about 30 min or so. I have a short stop in Peterborough before hand though for a weekend Club Instructor course. It definately gonna be awesome as its open to dark blue and above which means there is gonna be some fun training. I'll also get to see a lot of the faces that I hanv't seen in a while which will also be awesome.
I'm home after that with a few family visits to make when I get there on monday and tuesday. Nothing like going back to your roots and seeing the various expressions on peoples faces when they say "jiu what?".
After that I'll be picking up Sparxx for a run through Brighton and back to Kingston to see Fin!!!!!! I havn't seen that guy in a while and am looking forward to it. Then back home for the rest of the holiday. Definately looking forward to it.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Topping Perfection
I was going to post this before but held out until now not to spoil the subject of my blog for Noobies like me who love Lord of the Rings. You should have seen it by now so if I spoil something, tough!
My favourite scene from Return of the King is bar none when the Rohirrim ride to Minas Tirith to the aid of Gondor. Every scene is perfect. The dialogue, the shots and music all creates an emotion which overwhelmed me. It represents so much in terms of virtue. Courage, bravery, nobility, loyalty, strength and I could go on. The scene is so powerful that I can't count how many times I've watched it and just shuttered. I didn't think it could get any better, but it did.
The original scene leading into the entrance is Gandalf leading the Gondorian soldiers, encouraging them to be brave as they are clearly losing against the forces of Mordor. It shows Gandalf with the bold expression, "Fight, Fight til the very last man. Fight for all your lives". It is here the Rohirrim horn blows and we cut to exellence.
The extended edition leads in differently. That scene is shown but instead of cutting away, it moves a little past with Pip and Gandalf off to save Faramir. Enter the witch king and his pure display of evil. Without ruining too much, the scene ends with Gandalf beat, staff shattered and the witch king ready to do away with him. Gandalf is without question the symbol for goodness in the movie and having him beat says scores for the story as the forces of evil have seemingly defeated good. However, this is where we hear the horn of the Rohirrim, acknowledging that good will not fall so easily and from there we cue to perfection. Simply awesome.
That alone is worth the price of the DVD and all the time I spend watching it. It's just wonderful, simply put. It's reasons like this that Peter Jackson is a genius and a genuine artist and deserves all the acclaim he has recieved.
My favourite scene from Return of the King is bar none when the Rohirrim ride to Minas Tirith to the aid of Gondor. Every scene is perfect. The dialogue, the shots and music all creates an emotion which overwhelmed me. It represents so much in terms of virtue. Courage, bravery, nobility, loyalty, strength and I could go on. The scene is so powerful that I can't count how many times I've watched it and just shuttered. I didn't think it could get any better, but it did.
The original scene leading into the entrance is Gandalf leading the Gondorian soldiers, encouraging them to be brave as they are clearly losing against the forces of Mordor. It shows Gandalf with the bold expression, "Fight, Fight til the very last man. Fight for all your lives". It is here the Rohirrim horn blows and we cut to exellence.
The extended edition leads in differently. That scene is shown but instead of cutting away, it moves a little past with Pip and Gandalf off to save Faramir. Enter the witch king and his pure display of evil. Without ruining too much, the scene ends with Gandalf beat, staff shattered and the witch king ready to do away with him. Gandalf is without question the symbol for goodness in the movie and having him beat says scores for the story as the forces of evil have seemingly defeated good. However, this is where we hear the horn of the Rohirrim, acknowledging that good will not fall so easily and from there we cue to perfection. Simply awesome.
That alone is worth the price of the DVD and all the time I spend watching it. It's just wonderful, simply put. It's reasons like this that Peter Jackson is a genius and a genuine artist and deserves all the acclaim he has recieved.
Holy Smokes
Well ladies and gentlemen, it seems as though things are getting stir crazy in this neck of the woods. Everyone's blogging with something to say that results in 20 million comments. I'm not exempt from this as I realize I've said a few things that have got peoples attention. To get away from this, I think I'll stay away from serious talk for a little bit.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
From one step to the next
Sparxx is comming back for X-mas this year and is per usual with me I was ready to break out all the bells and whistles for her, making it memorable as only I can. The only problem with this is that I was recently reminded by McM what happend last time I decided to follow this path.
(Rewind here)
About a year and a bit ago I fall for Sparxx. Not a huge problem as I've had crushes before and can deal with them like a big boy. Aside from this, there's another guy who she wants to be with. She's an adult though and can make her own decisions. Things move on this way until November when certain incidents happen letting me know that feelings of equal (or greater?) magnitude are felt by the other party. Problem is, she's still with the other guy.
Cue biggest drama of the year. I decide that its time to be bold and make a stand for the one girl I've ever wanted. How did I choose to do this? By purchasing the one perfect x-mas gift that made the most sense to give her. (This gift shall be referred to as The Gift). The only thing holding me back was the immense cost which would end up setting me back until April of that month. McM catches wind of my plans and scolds me on how ridiculous this is. Fin thinks the idea is brilliant and fully supports a fight for the girl by this course. In the end I make the purchase and decide to be balls out about this thing.
It's delayed in shipping time and ends up delayed past x-mas. To me this seems like a sign and I'm deciding whether this is the appropriate action. In somewhat of a twist of fate though, during a very huge lag phase in Sparxx's relationship, The Gift arrives. At this point it seems like all the stars had aligned and I figure its time. I end up giving it to her and we spend part of the night together discussing things. School gets in the way though and cuts things short. Not five days removed though, I find out (from a third party) that things have been sorted out on the other side and that she's going with the other guy. Nothing has ever twisted me up inside as that night. Nothing.
The big kick though is that The Gift was never returned (which all third parties agreed it should have been given her decision). In the end, I agree, no matter how much I cared for her.
(Fade away from flashback)
She's back now for all of two days and all I want to do if forget about this and have the time of my life with her. Not too sure if that's gonna happen though because it still stings. As I mentioned before, I want to just forget about it but is it the type of thing you should forget. McM will say no and others will remain silent. This puzzle is a million fold the size of the last I just put together but I have to put it together fast. An entry for another day.
(Rewind here)
About a year and a bit ago I fall for Sparxx. Not a huge problem as I've had crushes before and can deal with them like a big boy. Aside from this, there's another guy who she wants to be with. She's an adult though and can make her own decisions. Things move on this way until November when certain incidents happen letting me know that feelings of equal (or greater?) magnitude are felt by the other party. Problem is, she's still with the other guy.
Cue biggest drama of the year. I decide that its time to be bold and make a stand for the one girl I've ever wanted. How did I choose to do this? By purchasing the one perfect x-mas gift that made the most sense to give her. (This gift shall be referred to as The Gift). The only thing holding me back was the immense cost which would end up setting me back until April of that month. McM catches wind of my plans and scolds me on how ridiculous this is. Fin thinks the idea is brilliant and fully supports a fight for the girl by this course. In the end I make the purchase and decide to be balls out about this thing.
It's delayed in shipping time and ends up delayed past x-mas. To me this seems like a sign and I'm deciding whether this is the appropriate action. In somewhat of a twist of fate though, during a very huge lag phase in Sparxx's relationship, The Gift arrives. At this point it seems like all the stars had aligned and I figure its time. I end up giving it to her and we spend part of the night together discussing things. School gets in the way though and cuts things short. Not five days removed though, I find out (from a third party) that things have been sorted out on the other side and that she's going with the other guy. Nothing has ever twisted me up inside as that night. Nothing.
The big kick though is that The Gift was never returned (which all third parties agreed it should have been given her decision). In the end, I agree, no matter how much I cared for her.
(Fade away from flashback)
She's back now for all of two days and all I want to do if forget about this and have the time of my life with her. Not too sure if that's gonna happen though because it still stings. As I mentioned before, I want to just forget about it but is it the type of thing you should forget. McM will say no and others will remain silent. This puzzle is a million fold the size of the last I just put together but I have to put it together fast. An entry for another day.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Puzzling through the pieces
From this point forward, nicknames and alias will be used to protect the innocent.
So stranger things have happend. This past friday, after what seems like it should have happend so long ago, actually happend; McM and Fish have acutally gotten together. So I'm suppose to be ecstatic, correct? Well I wasn't until I figured things out.
Saturday, I find out by the smile on McM's face after Fish shows up the previous night. So I figure things have gone well and I'm happy as this was suppose to happen a long time ago. However slowly a bit of distain starts to come over me and lingers for the weekend. It took me a little while to figure out why, but have finally reasoned things out.
Me and Fish have been friends for a long time. There was a long period though where friendship faded away because she had a Noob for a boyfriend and had to deal with his issues for so long that her social life dwindled. Then comes the breakup which liberates her from the shackles and her social life begins to flower again. However things are still difficult for her and so enters me. For the last month so, we'd been hanging out more while she shot the shit and for this little while I felt like our friendship was going back to where it was. Aside from this, I also felt like a bit of a hero as my help was needed and I was actually able to help.
Which brings me to now. It's time to hang up my belt and sash as she's got someone else to take care of her. I know it's okay because I molded McM from the strongest brown fiber. However, it's not easy to make the realization that your not needed anymore, but it happens. So for the two of you who will read this, I'm genuinely happy for you guys but it will take some time for things to settle in my head.
So the pieces finally fit. The hardest is admitting when you've lost. Other chances will come though and soon I'll be able to pick up my sash and belt again. Until then...
But the Drama dosn't end there. Zout still has to decide whether its time to forgive (in the holiday spirit) Sparxx for said incidents last year or whether its still warrented to be bitter.
So stranger things have happend. This past friday, after what seems like it should have happend so long ago, actually happend; McM and Fish have acutally gotten together. So I'm suppose to be ecstatic, correct? Well I wasn't until I figured things out.
Saturday, I find out by the smile on McM's face after Fish shows up the previous night. So I figure things have gone well and I'm happy as this was suppose to happen a long time ago. However slowly a bit of distain starts to come over me and lingers for the weekend. It took me a little while to figure out why, but have finally reasoned things out.
Me and Fish have been friends for a long time. There was a long period though where friendship faded away because she had a Noob for a boyfriend and had to deal with his issues for so long that her social life dwindled. Then comes the breakup which liberates her from the shackles and her social life begins to flower again. However things are still difficult for her and so enters me. For the last month so, we'd been hanging out more while she shot the shit and for this little while I felt like our friendship was going back to where it was. Aside from this, I also felt like a bit of a hero as my help was needed and I was actually able to help.
Which brings me to now. It's time to hang up my belt and sash as she's got someone else to take care of her. I know it's okay because I molded McM from the strongest brown fiber. However, it's not easy to make the realization that your not needed anymore, but it happens. So for the two of you who will read this, I'm genuinely happy for you guys but it will take some time for things to settle in my head.
So the pieces finally fit. The hardest is admitting when you've lost. Other chances will come though and soon I'll be able to pick up my sash and belt again. Until then...
But the Drama dosn't end there. Zout still has to decide whether its time to forgive (in the holiday spirit) Sparxx for said incidents last year or whether its still warrented to be bitter.
Friday, December 10, 2004
On a serious note
Well, we're just shortly two weeks away from christmas and the rest of the holiday seasonand this holiday, I consider myself more fortunate than I have in past few years. A couple of days ago the statistic came to my attention that, each year, one million children die of starvation. All too quickly it occured to me that this christmas season I had more comming to me than I had ever thought. Not only do I have gift of going home to a family, a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in but all the extras that we hold as givens and take for granted.
Now this isn't a rant about how each of us should be going out of our way to help others. Instead just a reflection that we settle into our everyday livestyles always getting and yet always wanting more. I'm guilty of it myself and always think someone owes me something. But what hit me is that when so many are starving, I've already got a whole hell of a lot going for me.
So come this christmas season, I'm gonna take a little more time to reflect on how fortunate I am that I'll have a christmas dinner, be able to sing a few carols with friends and sit in front of the fire. Why? Because some people would kill to have any of those things and I am lucky enough to have on a regular basis. I've never been a religious man, but its time to start being more thankful for what I do have.
So for those of you who actually spend some time reading this and you notice Zout with some 'gay apparel', now you know why. And while I may not see everyone I'd like to this holiday, my thoughts will likely drift over to each of you. And if you in turn should have a thought my way, I'd wish that you remember how lucky you are to have what others were not so privilieged enough to have this time of year.
Now this isn't a rant about how each of us should be going out of our way to help others. Instead just a reflection that we settle into our everyday livestyles always getting and yet always wanting more. I'm guilty of it myself and always think someone owes me something. But what hit me is that when so many are starving, I've already got a whole hell of a lot going for me.
So come this christmas season, I'm gonna take a little more time to reflect on how fortunate I am that I'll have a christmas dinner, be able to sing a few carols with friends and sit in front of the fire. Why? Because some people would kill to have any of those things and I am lucky enough to have on a regular basis. I've never been a religious man, but its time to start being more thankful for what I do have.
So for those of you who actually spend some time reading this and you notice Zout with some 'gay apparel', now you know why. And while I may not see everyone I'd like to this holiday, my thoughts will likely drift over to each of you. And if you in turn should have a thought my way, I'd wish that you remember how lucky you are to have what others were not so privilieged enough to have this time of year.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
It's called sarcasm
Well, no seems to get sarcasm these days (or at least I think they don't). Of course I don't think everyone got a blog before I did as people having been writing blogs since the dawn of man. Of course in those days they were actually called pre-blog or simply put journals. Naturally, everyone is crazy and thought that I was serious. Stop being crazy.
X-mas is creeping up very fast and I guess before I know it will have come and gone. Thus if I wish you a merry x-mas way before the 25th or even after, its because I'm silly and will likely forget the day of.
It's not too hard to tell that I'm a little off the wall today as school is driving me mad. The material seems to get more boring as we go along and all I want to do is train and wish for x-mas holidays. I think I've zoned out at least three or four times today and its only been about three hours of class. Only seven days left though. Thank God.
I once again have to start thinking of witty original gifts to get for everyone so that on the day of shopping I may purchase them all in one quick swoop. Notice the logic here. Analyze individual, think of a gift, confirm that it is good and then purchase it. I'd advise against going shopping first yet it seems to be what everyone does. So goes life.
Matt's had two cups of coffee and now I'm going crazy.
X-mas is creeping up very fast and I guess before I know it will have come and gone. Thus if I wish you a merry x-mas way before the 25th or even after, its because I'm silly and will likely forget the day of.
It's not too hard to tell that I'm a little off the wall today as school is driving me mad. The material seems to get more boring as we go along and all I want to do is train and wish for x-mas holidays. I think I've zoned out at least three or four times today and its only been about three hours of class. Only seven days left though. Thank God.
I once again have to start thinking of witty original gifts to get for everyone so that on the day of shopping I may purchase them all in one quick swoop. Notice the logic here. Analyze individual, think of a gift, confirm that it is good and then purchase it. I'd advise against going shopping first yet it seems to be what everyone does. So goes life.
Matt's had two cups of coffee and now I'm going crazy.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
So everyone has a blog now
Well, it's official, I'm an icon. I have recently come to find out that after starting my own blog serveral weeks ago and making a big deal about it, others have decided to follow suit and get their own blog. I am the king.
Speaking of Kings, I recently downloaded a copy of the extended edition and watched it. Man, it was fantastic. The added scenes just add so much more to the story line and while others may argue it removes from the drama, I would say that a deeper storyline makes for a bigger payoff when speaking in terms of frodo saving middle earth and destroying the ring.
There's two more weeks left of school before the holidays and for once in my life I'm actually looking forward to spending time with people I care about over the holidays and not getting things. It's almost like I've grown up or something. This dosn't mean that people shouldn't get me anything. It just means I'm looking forward to seeing people than getting gifts; but I still want them.
One week removed from the brown grading and it still hasn't set in that I can now start my own club and am entitled to Haks. It a responsability that I fully accept and look forward to having my own jitsuka but it still seems like yesterday when I started out.
Matt had two cups of coffee. He's Crazy.
Speaking of Kings, I recently downloaded a copy of the extended edition and watched it. Man, it was fantastic. The added scenes just add so much more to the story line and while others may argue it removes from the drama, I would say that a deeper storyline makes for a bigger payoff when speaking in terms of frodo saving middle earth and destroying the ring.
There's two more weeks left of school before the holidays and for once in my life I'm actually looking forward to spending time with people I care about over the holidays and not getting things. It's almost like I've grown up or something. This dosn't mean that people shouldn't get me anything. It just means I'm looking forward to seeing people than getting gifts; but I still want them.
One week removed from the brown grading and it still hasn't set in that I can now start my own club and am entitled to Haks. It a responsability that I fully accept and look forward to having my own jitsuka but it still seems like yesterday when I started out.
Matt had two cups of coffee. He's Crazy.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
Test tommorrow
Well its 10pm and here I am studying for a test which will likely be easier than I imagine. Oh well, better to be overprepared than under prepared. LOTK: ROTK EE came out online and hopefully I"ll be done downloading that by tommorrow morning so that I can watch it after this silly test. Then on to the x-ray dinner. Hopefully I can break this creepy guy stigma that I think is going around as I think some of the females might have found my flirtatious ways overly friendly at the beginning of the year and decided to shaft me. Is it just me? It could be but for now I'll place the blame on them because it can't just be me. The guys in the classroom and myself get along fine. This weekend will be the first quiet one in a while and I'm looking forward to something a little downbeat so I can catch up on sleep. Mmmm, sleep.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
I still don't believe it
Well it's done and I realy can't believe it has past. I've been anticipating this for the last two months and been psyching myself up for it. Yet, its a fact and I've got the soreness and the belt to prove it. It's actually quite shocking how quickly eight hours of intense jitsu can just pass by in the blink of an eye. Yet there it was, one Queen's grading, One Brown Grading and one Ottawa Grading, I stood at the top of the line and heard Andy Dobie Sensei call my name and say "Kevin, 1st Kyu". It actually happend because I actually have the belt to prove it. Though in the end it just feels like a dream because it's the one thing all jitsuka dream about. That moment will stand in my memory for the rest of time.
I was proud of the Queen's guys and gals this year. Everyone showed a lot of heart and determination through what was definately a tough grading.
A different era of T-Boneism is about to commence but it could not have been without all of the keyplayers who have been with me, both on and off the mats, through my jitsu chronicals. Everyone knows who they are so I won't get into naming individuals. (Mainly because there's so many bloody people). This is definately a moment to savour and hope that I never wake up from this dream.
I was proud of the Queen's guys and gals this year. Everyone showed a lot of heart and determination through what was definately a tough grading.
A different era of T-Boneism is about to commence but it could not have been without all of the keyplayers who have been with me, both on and off the mats, through my jitsu chronicals. Everyone knows who they are so I won't get into naming individuals. (Mainly because there's so many bloody people). This is definately a moment to savour and hope that I never wake up from this dream.
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