Geo 290 is so remedial. Sushi is best served with...Miso horny?

I just want headbutt some of the students in that class. In any class you get dumb boys and girls giving dumb answers. There seems to be a abnormal concentration of them in Geo290. Me and my partner in crime Rosanna are the only ones who are awesome super smart in that class.

Prof: "Can anyone tell me the systems of symbolism in Canada?"

Me: Bicameral House. Decentralized Responsible Government. Welfare state in which there is an attempt to social equity. Case and point, Medicare. Lots of Crown corporations providing basic utilities. Multicultural background...large flux of immigration to sustain growth rate blahblahblah...

Bozo#1: The Queen?

Bozo#2: Beavers?

Bozo#3: The Maple leaf?

Bozo#4: Hockey?

randomblondechick: The Wilderness! It expresses the loneliness!

Please. Someone put me out of my misery. I r teh dum when i think about Geo290.

Jolly times tonight with Team Alpha having dinner. Good company, good women, good drinks and good laughs. My recovery time sure has improved. First time Four years, second time four months, and now three days. Patched up, glued up and good to go chief. I'm back to my senses and 500% less angsty and dramatic. But Lord...please don't let my heart turn cold. CRAP..make that 499% less angsty and dramatic.

Bear Your Cross and Deny yourself.

"...If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me."  Mark 8:34

    Sometimes when you lose it all...all you have left is what you stand for.  Submitting to anger and all the malicious stuff sure is easy to do. I feel like a used tissue. Used and disposed of. I could've been angry. I have every damned right to be. But what is the worth of me if I do that?  I choose forgiveness. I choose friendship. I choose to deny myself and suffer for it. My choice. Why do I do this? Because the Good Lord did just that. He shouldered his Cross and died by choice. He sure didn't have to. None of us are worth it, but still the guy went up there and did it out of love for us so that we can do the "Pearly-Gate-Entry into Heaven and Salvation" bit.  We spat and beat him up while he was doing this too. So I choose to follow Him and his example. I'll bear my own Cross. I'll deny myself. I'll  suffer for it. I'll  have compassion even when my whole body screams that you don't deserve it. I do all this cause the Cross is all I have right now. Sure beats drinking your woes away.

The Good Book sure helps me when i'm down and out. Even if I've nothing left I still have Team Jesus. Eat That. Go to Church.

I tell you nothings gonna break me
As long as I still believe

I still believe in love, you know
I still believe in love, girl
I still believe in love,
Yes I do, just not with you

She said she no longer loves me

I didn¡¯t open my mouth at all
There wasn¡¯t nothing to say
If it¡¯s not written in the stars girl, no, no
I won¡¯t beg you to stay
But you know I¡¯m going to make it because

I still believe in love

I keep it real because
I still believe in love, Lord you know
I still believe in love, awe
I still believe in love,
Yes I do, just not with you

Its alright with me.

First Post of the Year and I get hatemail. Lets disseminate. Apologies for the swearing.

"It wasn't the planes that killed him, it was the Beauty."

Poor Kong. The guy fights THREE T-rex's simultaneously, gets shot at by pistols, tommy-guns,rifles, gets harpooned, chloroformed, chained, laughed at, mocked, and shot at by 7 planes all for one girl. Damn Monkey doesn't even get the girl at the end! Alls he does is grunts at her and falls off the bloody building. Poor poor monkey.But its not all in vain i suppose. Theres a certain admirablility to Kong. Does he know that the girl can't reciprocate that forbidden monkey love? Even in spite of this the big ape still fights for her, still screams and protects the blondie. Monkey even takes missles for her! Hot diggity, anyone who takes a missle for his woman is good in my books. In the end the blondie hooks it up with some bozo with a big nose (Adrien Brody i believe) and Baboon gets a face full of pavement. Bad deal huh? Unrequited love at its finest. *SIGH* sometimes i feel like a big stupid monkey. RAWR. 

On a side note, the years almost done...about 23 hours at this time of posting. Its been a good run. Memorable moments: Driving till the sunset rose to the east and with good company. Pho..nocturnal food of Champions. Fires by the beach and stars to keep the team dreaming and hoping. Headaches and heatbreaks. A faint notion of university, potato pizza and praying to God about Math finals. Holding on to old friends back in elementary and having a deeper connection with new ones. D. Meeting Geo.

If you've read for this long then you are 20% cooler.

2006 guys. lets do some justice and give her. 

2:30am, at the table having heart to heart with  Dad over some tea.

He says that my Great-grandparents starved to death during the occupation. He joked about how my Grandfather was supposed to be executed when he was 20-something. Good thing the grandpappy enjoyed long runs in the dark and prisonbreaks. He told me how his family lost everything when the house (a single room thats slightly bigger than my bedroom) burnt to the ground. Family of 11, 9 children and parents, Dad had to sell the shirt of his back just to get some rice for the day. He's lived a hard life and still has time to laugh it off.

And here i was moping about finals and girl problems. "Make the best of what you have kiddo, you've got it a little easier than me, so seize it and give life a good run."

From absolutely nothing into something...gotta thank Dad for slapping me with the perspective stick.

I think i'm going to work harder come next term. Gotta do some justice for family.

Heres to a New Year. *clink