Day 2 of spring break. Already the novelty of not having to go to school has worn off, and i am stuck with the reality that i have to put up with my family for another week... it's going to be a loooong weeeeeek. They are like a pack of dogs, that is none too bright, and not very nice. I have to go around telling them things like "don't call girls n00bs" "finish your lunch" "don't yell at your children." Then they say things like "why not!?" and i say "it's not polite." But now i have a better idea. I took the 200 loose pages in my binder (you think i am exaggerating, but i am not. i haven't unclasped the rings in a month, i am scared they will break.), and scattered them around the sun room, so it's a terrible mess. Then i spread my text books out nice and pretty, and put in two chairs
THERE IS NO ROOM FOR ANYONE ELSE! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!
That way they look at it, and say 'drat, no room.' and leave me alone! it works too! until someone cleared off a chair and sat there watching me. That was bad. Now i have a stack of textbooks on the floor not being useful.and i have a new CS textbook for some reason.
OH! I just looked out the window, and it appears to be snowing again! hoorays for snow! Eh, it won't do much, it's all melting. And freezing overnight again. Then melting the next day. and freezing the next night. The bad thing is that it forms really smooth ice. The good thing is that it clears the snow from the high parts. The bad thing is people still think it's okay to leave poop on the sidewalk. THERE WAS FRESH STUFF TODAY.
for reals though. I went for a run. on the way back, there was a brand new turd right IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WALK. IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ICY PATCH. =( i was running and i was just like ._. That is disappointing.
And there was an email from the running people, saying "If you used a fake name to sign up would you PLEASE come and change it to your real name? people might steal your stuff. I can understand the humour in "Bob Loblaw" or "Wilma I Ball" but actually guys. cut it out."
Then i thought 'hehe. Bob Loblaw...' but i can't find the humour in "Wilma I Ball". Anyone care to explain it to me???
Edit: Today i got bullied into straightening my hair. It was an ordeal. Now i look like a girl. That is all.
Edit: It is snowing again. Hooray! That is all.
Edit: Oh goodness. I am turning into a Twitterer! NOoooooo! Somebody quick! give me something to write about so i have more than 200 characters! Must... not... become...corrupted! AHHHHhhh. It's snowing a lot! I did not have a Slurpee today, and that is actually weird for this time of year! YES! Success! Paul is made of Win and Awesome! With just a dash of Nonsense! YEAH! That is all.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Zany Break antics.
Spring break starts for us Manitobans today. well, TECHNICALLY Friday. but today is the first day we do not have to go to school. I have all of spring break to finish my Dossier. Blech. AND i have to wash the walls today. I'll probably think of some deep metaphor about that during, and then i will jump off the end of it. Metaphorically.
Something else i was going to say... hmmm... training for another half marathon... taken to drawing stuff that i don't normally... OH!
There is still snow here! Several! AND I'm officially done all my CAS hours, so i don't have to fill out forms anymore! except the last one... Also, that means i am kinda sorta excused from sandbagging. Which sounds like hard physical labour. With arms. q(-_-)p (he is giving thumbs down in case you can not tell.)
I feel like i should have a massive blog post because i haven't written anything in a week, and it's a holiday. But i think I'll leave you with this stuff.
And also this game here. It's pretty tricky. I'm on level 22, after the whole weekend. I hope you try it d(^_^)b (he is giving thumbs up in case you can not tell. (sorry, if this seems condescending, but you can never be too careful on the internets.))
Something else i was going to say... hmmm... training for another half marathon... taken to drawing stuff that i don't normally... OH!
There is still snow here! Several! AND I'm officially done all my CAS hours, so i don't have to fill out forms anymore! except the last one... Also, that means i am kinda sorta excused from sandbagging. Which sounds like hard physical labour. With arms. q(-_-)p (he is giving thumbs down in case you can not tell.)
I feel like i should have a massive blog post because i haven't written anything in a week, and it's a holiday. But i think I'll leave you with this stuff.
And also this game here. It's pretty tricky. I'm on level 22, after the whole weekend. I hope you try it d(^_^)b (he is giving thumbs up in case you can not tell. (sorry, if this seems condescending, but you can never be too careful on the internets.))
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Snow!
HOoray! It is snowing again!
And it has been for the past while, and it's not supposed to stop for another while! That means we get TWO WHILES OF SNOW! IN MARCH! It's the best news ever! Now i don't have to look at smelly dog poop melting all over the sidewalk when i go running! and just in time too, my dad was all "if you want to run the half marathon in a month and a half, then you best be steppin'." Basically he told me i should be getting in at least 10k a day, which isn't all THAT much, especially when i've only got a month. But now it's 10K in the SNOW! YAY!!
And it has been for the past while, and it's not supposed to stop for another while! That means we get TWO WHILES OF SNOW! IN MARCH! It's the best news ever! Now i don't have to look at smelly dog poop melting all over the sidewalk when i go running! and just in time too, my dad was all "if you want to run the half marathon in a month and a half, then you best be steppin'." Basically he told me i should be getting in at least 10k a day, which isn't all THAT much, especially when i've only got a month. But now it's 10K in the SNOW! YAY!!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
work, work
Crunch time in IB means a whole different thing... "Crunch time" in normal people world means "darn it, i didn't feel like doing my homework for the past three months, and now i have to do three hours of it ALL AT ONCE! woe is me!" "Crunch time" in IB world means "You have one week to do 175 hours of homework. go." (Fun Fact: there are 168 hours in a week)
Basically, instead of squeezing kids so they go "Crunch", IB takes kids, and then beats them until they go "crunch" and THEN they bathe them in salt, and THEN they phone their parents and tell them that they were bad sons/daughters.
A new reflection. I despise Google ads. DESTEST. LOATHE.
Basically, instead of squeezing kids so they go "Crunch", IB takes kids, and then beats them until they go "crunch" and THEN they bathe them in salt, and THEN they phone their parents and tell them that they were bad sons/daughters.
A new reflection. I despise Google ads. DESTEST. LOATHE.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wet :P
Today, as well as yesterday, it's warm out. That means everything is melting :O I went running, and it was all wet. I stepped in a puddle, thinking "psh, whatever, it's like two centimetres of water." THEN i stepped in a pothole which was artfully covered in water. and i went "rats!" and then i was wet up to my knee, but not on the top of my foot, because i splashed all the water out of the hole, and picked up my foot before it went under i guess.
THEN i got back, and i decided that because i don't have to wear my deep-winter jacket which is warm enough to stay alive by unzipping it, and tucking your legs, arms, and head in, then zipping it back up again, and sitting there, which could be on the top of Mt Everest, and waiting for someone to come along to pick you up and carry you like a large, warm rock into the nearest building. Anyways. I decided that it is officially slurpee season. So, me and alex, and the dog went to the nearest 7-11 (buffy swam most of the way) Then we got slurpees. The end.
I also watched this cool flash video. It involves a stick man fighting the flash interface
Animator vs. Animation by *alanbecker on deviantART
Now, you folks watch that. i am off to eat somewhere...
THEN i got back, and i decided that because i don't have to wear my deep-winter jacket which is warm enough to stay alive by unzipping it, and tucking your legs, arms, and head in, then zipping it back up again, and sitting there, which could be on the top of Mt Everest, and waiting for someone to come along to pick you up and carry you like a large, warm rock into the nearest building. Anyways. I decided that it is officially slurpee season. So, me and alex, and the dog went to the nearest 7-11 (buffy swam most of the way) Then we got slurpees. The end.
I also watched this cool flash video. It involves a stick man fighting the flash interface
Animator vs. Animation by *alanbecker on deviantART
Now, you folks watch that. i am off to eat somewhere...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Insert Obscure Hitchhiker's reference here
Today would be the second day this week that i have had no school in the afternoon. YAY! except by 2:00 i've run out of things to do by myself (internet or no), and i am bored for another three hours until i go to speed skating. I need to make friends with people in... *checks a map*... England. Then it would be like the middle of the evening, so they'd be done dinner and homework and be just getting on MSN and they'd be all "eyyyy, Paul!" and i would be all "eyyyy, !" and much shenanigans would be had...
I suppose i could just go and get a full version of IRC, talk to whoever is on in the world. It would be great. It would be like... Paul and his IRC buddies on another wacky adventure!
Or i should go find a cape and a mask and then fight crime... I would be "El ?" and have unventures, which would be put into hardcover comic books. (it is pronounced "ell kwest-shunn marck" for those of you who are wondering.)
That would be sweet. Alternatively, i could do some mad core exercises for three hours, and then have like a 30-pack, and be able to run a half marathon in 57 minutes (which is really fast for those of you wondering.) OR i could maybe get a job and contribute to society!!!! Hooray!!!
Or you know... not.
I was looking at all the other people who put "Winterpeg, Manisnowba" on their profiles. I know at least one of them, but it made me sad, because all of them do not blog anymore... I wonder how many blogs are just dead, because nobody cared enough to say goodbye to them and deleted them. I'm also a little sad that someone has selfishly taken the name "inter.net" and only has a place holder page there. If you had a sweet name like that, you should at least TRY to write something worthy of it... I like the sites that use the doman as part of the name. Like "ysoserio.us" They make me smile. Like one of the IRC channels i frequent, worldch.at :P
But it's actually really sad that everyone is gone from the internet who is also in Winterpeg. What if there was a massive zombie outbreak, and i was the only one left? would it be the same feeling? What if i had to light my friend's undead corpse on fire?!?! That would definitely give me a series of psychological problems. Good thing i know how to survive zombies, at least temporarily. Run upstairs, and destroy the stairs behind you. They can't figure out fine motor skills like jumping, or grabbing ledges, so you're fine as long as you make sure there are not any nice ramps or staircases for them to get up. Though if there are enough of them, they'll pile up and make a zombie staircase in their insatiable urge to tear your delicious flesh from your bones!Good thing my basement stairs are situated underneath the other stairs, so they'll have to fill up the entire basement first :D
I suppose i could just go and get a full version of IRC, talk to whoever is on in the world. It would be great. It would be like... Paul and his IRC buddies on another wacky adventure!
Or i should go find a cape and a mask and then fight crime... I would be "El ?" and have unventures, which would be put into hardcover comic books. (it is pronounced "ell kwest-shunn marck" for those of you who are wondering.)
That would be sweet. Alternatively, i could do some mad core exercises for three hours, and then have like a 30-pack, and be able to run a half marathon in 57 minutes (which is really fast for those of you wondering.) OR i could maybe get a job and contribute to society!!!! Hooray!!!
Or you know... not.
I was looking at all the other people who put "Winterpeg, Manisnowba" on their profiles. I know at least one of them, but it made me sad, because all of them do not blog anymore... I wonder how many blogs are just dead, because nobody cared enough to say goodbye to them and deleted them. I'm also a little sad that someone has selfishly taken the name "inter.net" and only has a place holder page there. If you had a sweet name like that, you should at least TRY to write something worthy of it... I like the sites that use the doman as part of the name. Like "ysoserio.us" They make me smile. Like one of the IRC channels i frequent, worldch.at :P
But it's actually really sad that everyone is gone from the internet who is also in Winterpeg. What if there was a massive zombie outbreak, and i was the only one left? would it be the same feeling? What if i had to light my friend's undead corpse on fire?!?! That would definitely give me a series of psychological problems. Good thing i know how to survive zombies, at least temporarily. Run upstairs, and destroy the stairs behind you. They can't figure out fine motor skills like jumping, or grabbing ledges, so you're fine as long as you make sure there are not any nice ramps or staircases for them to get up. Though if there are enough of them, they'll pile up and make a zombie staircase in their insatiable urge to tear your delicious flesh from your bones!Good thing my basement stairs are situated underneath the other stairs, so they'll have to fill up the entire basement first :D
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Second Day of Provs
I'm putting this part here now, because i really don't like the way things turn out when i blog angrily.
Basically, the second day of provincials was just the worst day ever. My dad woke up late, so we ended up getting to the arena late, and i didn't get to get new skates until AFTER warm up, so i used the crummy ones for warm up, i could hardly walk. Then i got my new skates molded, and i was like :D
Then, i was like :S, because Randy put the blades on with a bigger offset than the old ones had, so it felt funny. THEN i just had a bad start. nothing to blame here than me, such that i got stuck behind Ray. Ray is a pretty big guy, and trying to pass him is like putting a quarter on an upside down lawn mower, and then trying to grab it. No matter how good an idea it SEEMS, you are going to get slashed pretty good. So, basically i was trying to inside pass him after EACH corner, but the skates were weird, so i didn't stay as tight as i used to, so i almost ran into the whirly blades of slicey death. THEN Devon fell, and he was pretty far ahead of us by this time, and Ray went around him for whatever reason, and he ran himself into the mats, and started flailing around like even more of a maniac. Like someone trying to trim one of those little desktop bonsai trees with a scythe. HIS BLADE WAS THIS CLOSE TO MY FACE:
blade__face.
AAAAAHH!
Apparently this also alarmed all the officials, along with Ray's effect on the ice. So instead of getting to skate our 3k on nice fresh smooth ice, we got moved to the very end. So, we had to skate 3k (27 laps) on basically the worst ice possible. It's definitely much worse than after a hockey game, because hockey skates can't gouge out massive chunks or anything. Speed skates are really slender, and are good at flicking little divots out of the ice. The ice was so bad... and because i'm just that light, i went *budda budda budda* over all the ruts and scratches in the ice, until my legs were actually asleep. The best way to pretend this is to bury yourself to the waist in cellphones, and put them all on vibrate, and then call them ALL. They also brought in this troglodytic rule where "if you get lapped twice, you have to forfeit the race." so basically, because Devon was so much faster than us to, it was like a game of keep-away, only you had to move to let the person you were trying to keep ahead of past. THEN at like lap 23, i fell, because my legs were all spasmy-outy and so i sat there and watch as devon caught up the remaining THIRD OF A LAP and passed me. IN SHORT, i had to drop out of my favourite distance, after it was basically ruined for me, all because of one punk kid who can't be bothered to learn how to skate in a courteous and not deadly manner!
Although, my ankle is much better now, due to the fact that it's no longer collapsing and i can walk without pain anymore. YAY! AND i passed my road test yesterday also. It was most exciting. Except that my mom took all the keys in to work with her today, so i couldn't drive to speed skating. >:( It would have been NICE TODAY TOO, because it is MINUS FREAKING FORTY. my face was "rimed" with frost when i walked into the changeroom.
Then i got home from being frozen again, and !!!! i wasn't locked out again! and even better! there was food waiting for me! this time they left the chicken fingers in the oven, so i didn't have to eat them cold. Noth that it really matters though, i don't believe in microwaving leftovers. I eat EVERYTHING cold. It builds character :)
Basically, the second day of provincials was just the worst day ever. My dad woke up late, so we ended up getting to the arena late, and i didn't get to get new skates until AFTER warm up, so i used the crummy ones for warm up, i could hardly walk. Then i got my new skates molded, and i was like :D
Then, i was like :S, because Randy put the blades on with a bigger offset than the old ones had, so it felt funny. THEN i just had a bad start. nothing to blame here than me, such that i got stuck behind Ray. Ray is a pretty big guy, and trying to pass him is like putting a quarter on an upside down lawn mower, and then trying to grab it. No matter how good an idea it SEEMS, you are going to get slashed pretty good. So, basically i was trying to inside pass him after EACH corner, but the skates were weird, so i didn't stay as tight as i used to, so i almost ran into the whirly blades of slicey death. THEN Devon fell, and he was pretty far ahead of us by this time, and Ray went around him for whatever reason, and he ran himself into the mats, and started flailing around like even more of a maniac. Like someone trying to trim one of those little desktop bonsai trees with a scythe. HIS BLADE WAS THIS CLOSE TO MY FACE:
blade__face.
AAAAAHH!
Apparently this also alarmed all the officials, along with Ray's effect on the ice. So instead of getting to skate our 3k on nice fresh smooth ice, we got moved to the very end. So, we had to skate 3k (27 laps) on basically the worst ice possible. It's definitely much worse than after a hockey game, because hockey skates can't gouge out massive chunks or anything. Speed skates are really slender, and are good at flicking little divots out of the ice. The ice was so bad... and because i'm just that light, i went *budda budda budda* over all the ruts and scratches in the ice, until my legs were actually asleep. The best way to pretend this is to bury yourself to the waist in cellphones, and put them all on vibrate, and then call them ALL. They also brought in this troglodytic rule where "if you get lapped twice, you have to forfeit the race." so basically, because Devon was so much faster than us to, it was like a game of keep-away, only you had to move to let the person you were trying to keep ahead of past. THEN at like lap 23, i fell, because my legs were all spasmy-outy and so i sat there and watch as devon caught up the remaining THIRD OF A LAP and passed me. IN SHORT, i had to drop out of my favourite distance, after it was basically ruined for me, all because of one punk kid who can't be bothered to learn how to skate in a courteous and not deadly manner!
Although, my ankle is much better now, due to the fact that it's no longer collapsing and i can walk without pain anymore. YAY! AND i passed my road test yesterday also. It was most exciting. Except that my mom took all the keys in to work with her today, so i couldn't drive to speed skating. >:( It would have been NICE TODAY TOO, because it is MINUS FREAKING FORTY. my face was "rimed" with frost when i walked into the changeroom.
Then i got home from being frozen again, and !!!! i wasn't locked out again! and even better! there was food waiting for me! this time they left the chicken fingers in the oven, so i didn't have to eat them cold. Noth that it really matters though, i don't believe in microwaving leftovers. I eat EVERYTHING cold. It builds character :)
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