Wednesday, July 19, 2006
11:51 p.m.
Whoa!! Imagine that... writing again. They say that writing about what stresses you out reduces your stress. We'll see. I've recently been sending e-mails and trying to get back in touch with some people that I've completely lost touch with over the past couple of years. And surprise, surprise less than 50% responded. Awesome. That makes you feel special. At least two of the people that I have really wanted to talk to responded. And yes, I am still in love with one of them (although that person probably never knew I was in love with them in the first place, and know has a boyfriend and etc.) So that being said, obviously I can't now tell her how I feel, 'cause that would just be wrong and embarrassing for everybody involved. So, like always, I'll just stay quiet, lose my chance at everything, and become lost in the annuls of time. I have started adopting a new motto in my daily thoughts. Of course it's a terrible motto, but I think it represents my life as a whole up till now. You're probably saying to yourself right now, (who am I kidding, nobody is going to read this) what is this new and potentially devastating motto? Well, tough sh*t, I'm not telling, because if anybody does read this (one in a trillion) you'll just tell me to stop being an idiot. It still does make sense to me though. I've started thinking about marriage recently, ever since I heard that Kerry was tying the knot (and by the way, congratulations, even though you'll never see this.) I think I've come to the conclusion that I'll never be married. I don't think I'm ever going to find that perfect person, in the perfect time, with the perfect mind. Plus I need someone that can love me for me. And, since I don't love me, how can anyone else? It's the same way that I doubt I'll ever be able to hold down a solid job for the rest of my life. I just get bored with things so easily. Then I lose interest. Then it just goes back to the motto. I sometimes (and quite, quite frequently mind you) wish that my 25 prediction holds true. Then it'll be that much sooner that I can stop worrying about the future. Maybe it that time I'll finally be ready to offer it help. Not yet, but I still have time. The motto may hold true here though as well. May be a good thing for people who want to see me later in life (ie. no one.) You know what I hate. Potential. And that pretty much sums things up.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005
10:59 p.m.
What up all. For those of you keeping track, and I doubt anyone is, it has been about 3 years since the last time I updated this dealie. I was thinking today (big surprise nothing else for me to do) and I thought of who I am, what I've become. From a guy who had an 89% in his top 6 mandatory OAC's (92% if you take DCCOA instead of CHEM) to a University drop out, with no ambitions... no life goals... all in all, no future. What happened to me that I'm thinking of driving a truck for a living, with no family of my own, until a get killed in an accident on the road. Big accomplishments. Yes, yes I realize what people say... "You chose the wrong path to start", "You're still young, start again". I don't want that... I'm starting to think that I just want to get this part of my life over with. I want to get to the point where I have a stable career, loving wife and kids, and certainty. The only thing I'm certain about is that come September everyone in my life will be gone. Granted that's already happening. Anybody I've known from Hamilton doesn't want to talk to me anymore. I started talking to one of my roommates from last year, and the only thing he wanted to know was when I'll be picking up my stuff, so that I can get the hell out of their lives. (Of course not phrased that way, but that was the general idea.) I guess the time has come for everything to leave me. I suppose I should start driving a truck. Lonely roads are the place to be, 'cause I'm going to to be lonely anyway. Might as well make some decent money too. Again, not that I'll be able to spend it on anybody else. Maybe I'll just support my parents through their old age. Be the favourite son. Grow old and rich, 'cause I'll never have to spend a dime. Marry some little honey of trophy wife when I'm 80 and then die a week later so at least somebody will be happy about what I've done throughout my life. Don't get me wrong, of course things could be worse. At least I have the opportunity to make money. Capitalist world and all that. I don't think I'll end up starving anywhere anytime soon. So that's a plus right? I think what I'm really going to miss most is the McMaster University choir. I was at last starting to make some really good friends. Starting to become a leader in my own right there. Starting to feel like I was going to be a somebody. And now I've got nothing. What am I going to do, sing with FYS, with kids practically half my age? Fuck that. They can all just kiss my big fat ass. This year is going to suck. I can tell already. The only good thing about traveling is that at least I'll get to see North America. At least I should be able to drive all around The States and Canada, and get some good sight seeing in. That would be cool. But how good will it be with nobody to share it with. Just me and my creepy self, showing up at places, looking around, and leaving. I'm too shy to try and go to bars and pick up... that's why I needed to be with someone I had been friends with first. That's why I liked Jess so much. Even though I knew it was never going to work out from the moment she told me that, "No one is good enough to raise my kids but me" I knew that I wasn't good enough for her. Still I tried, and failed. Story of my university life. Oh yeah... read the Half-Blood Prince this week too. That's sure going to help my mood. The most depressing yet of all the books. Great, the most influential person in the book dies. All the relationships are breaking apart. It must be true. People break apart as they grow older. Harry, Ron and Hermione's relationships started to break apart... almost everyone I consider a friend barely recognizes me... same kind of thing. And doesn't that make me feel just great too... relating to a kids book. Fan-bloody-tastic. Anyway, I've wasted too much time as it is writing this to cyber-space. I guess it is good to get it all off my chest, even if it isn't to anybody. Again, not that most people would care enough to talk to me about it. Good night to all

Friday, August 2, 2002
11:19 p.m.
Oh me, oh my....
It certainly has been a long time since the last time I've written. I believe its been exactly 32 days. Well then. For any of you out there who don't talk to me and just read my pita, I do indeed have a new job. Oh yeah. That's right. Working man.
Well good for that.
What else do I desperately need to say?
Ummmm...... I got res. stuff recently. I get to stay in Woodstock Hall. Oh yeah good for me. Which reminds me, I need to e-mail Joel, and see if I can get some free textbooks and some computer advice. Yeah, that'll be fun. I did find out, however, that the son of the guy that was the best man at my parents wedding will be going into first year Engineering at Mac. Wow, I'll know two different people at Mac. Awesome.
I have to say that things could be slightly better right now. For one thing, I wish I could read minds. That'd be so cool. And other minor details as well, which I care not to bore each and everyone of you who still read these things.
Regardless, I should head toward my bed, since I have to work in the morning. Not as early as some, but still early enough. So.... Rock on, let's party!!

Monday, July 1, 2002
10:09 p.m.
FUCK!!
Wow, I was talking earlier tonight to Greg Reid. For those of you who don't know, Greg is the Administrator for Stratford Summer Music. He asked me whether I still had a key for the office, and of course I said yes, and that I was planning on coming into the office tomorrow. Why? He asked. Well, to see how things are going. But we haven't seen you in a couple of months, and assumed you were no longer planning on working with us. Oh, I see. I guess they never received the message that I sent with Dave about calling me when they needed me next. Thanks a lot Dave. Nice to know I can count on you. Now I suppose I could have gone in to see, but thinking that they would call me, I didn't. Great. So now I have no job for the summer, and it's probably too late to get another, seeing as all the high school kids have already gotten their jobs. Awesome. I guess it would have been nice for those at Summer Music to call me, and at least tell me that they had replaced me. Don't just assume. Bastards. I'm seriously considering boycotting Summer Music, but seeing as I'm performing for them, and I really want to see the Canadian Brass, I can't really. FUCK!!!! I hope you have a good time working there Dave. And I'm glad I have a friend like you that I can count on to deliver the important messages for me. Thanks. Just out of curiosity, did you know that I had been replaced?
On a brighter note, the jazz band performed well today. Good for us. I never have to go to that school ever again.
Well, that's about it
Hope everyone else is having a prosperous summer, because I know I won't.

Wednesday, June 26, 2002
01:22 a.m.
The time has come, once again, for Scott to update his pita. It has been a while, I guess, two weeks. Wow!
As it says ->
or possibly up a bit and ->, summer is here. I must say, I really enjoy sleeping in. It is loads of goodlyness. I honestly don't know how this summer is going to turn out. I mean we've all got these great plans to party all the time, but will they turn out? Not that I'm trying to be negative, but I only hope things will turn out awesome. PARTY!!!!!!!
I don't really know what to say here, not too much to write about right now.... whoa, two "wrightes" in one sentence. Neat. It seems as though I'm tired now, as the simplest things amuse me right now.
Seeing as it's now 1:18 in the morning, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JORDAN!!!!!!!!!! Wooooo, more 19ers running around. Sweet.
Well, I think I am about ready to think about bed. Heh heh two I's, think's and about's, and I guess two Heh's too. Whoa, funky (you think I don't see all the "twoo's" but I do). Yeah, so g'night.
P.S. Hope your first day was fun ;)

Tuesday, June 11, 2002
11:30 p.m.
Rotten computer... too slow
I can't find a couple damn songs on Kazaa.... why won't people share Chanticleer and King Singers?
Lousy people.
Whoa... tomorrow is the last day of school. Again whoa. Let's put this into perspective. We've now been going to school for some 14 years. Always before we would return here to school in Stratford. Sometimes a new school, but always here. And now, some of us will be moving away. It's happy, yet sad at the same time. And I missed so many people signing my yearbook today, just because I slept in. Damn. Well, tomorrow is another day, and I'll need more upon more signatures. ok
Well, until then bye y'all

Wednesday, June 5, 2002
11:38 p.m.
Hey guys
There you go. Bigger text. I hope you can all read it now. I didn't realize that it was so hard to read. Sorry :(
Well, I realized at about 4:30 that I had choir tonight in St. Marys. Woooo. Big fun there. Just as many guys as girls. Good balance there. 10 people. Awesome.
Oh well. Started listening to a new song, and I think I've hooked a few other people. The song, as you know if you've read either Davos or Jordano's pitas, is Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright, from the movie Shrek. It is awe inspiring. Now, I know some people may think of it as a religious song, but if you don't like the words, listen to the chord progressions. They are very soothing, something that everyone needs right now. In fact, I think I'm going to listen to that song again right now. Oh yeah. It sounds awesome.

I'm glad people are feeling better again. I personally am feeling good now.
I can't wait for exams to be done. Not necessarily because I'm feeling stressed about them, but I know that a lot of people are. When they are all done I know that the stress level will rapidly drop. Then we can all have fun, party harty and stuff. I can't wait.
So everybody, have fun.

Monday, June 3, 2002
12:26 a.m.
Hi there everybody
Look how often I'm writing. Way more often than that stupid Davos, who never writes, then whines about it. Wuss.
But anyway, how's everybody doing? (see now I'm involving you, the reader in my entry, makes you feel more important.... or not) Riiiiight.
I helped move the stuff out of my grandpa's old condominium that we were taking home. Wooo, tons of fun. I got up at 8:00, drove for about 1.5 hours. Dismanteled our new wall unit, packed up the rest of the stuff. Then drove home, and unpacked the stuff, and rebuilt our new wall unit, and by then it was about 10:00ish, so I worked on University stuff. By the way, I found out that I'm only about $2500 short of being able to pay for my first year of University. That's without any extra scholarships that I might receive through school, and working in the summer. And my parents haven't given me any money yet, other than RESP stuff. So I'll get at least one year without student loans. However second, third and fourth year stuff will not be nearly that easy.
Oh well, had a staff party Saturday night. Oh yeah great fun there. Damn underage, no one would let me drink. And it was open bar so it wouldn't have cost me anything..... anything...... anything..... FREE BOOZE DAMMIT. Yeah, so I left at about 11:30, while everyone was bowling for money. Although I did win the first game, in which only 5 others played, so I was up a big $5. I only played one more game though, I stopped when they raised the staked to $5 and there was about 20 people playing. Most of whom were better than me. As in the game that I was there for was won with a 319. He had 6 strikes in a row, and about 9 in the game. Tells how much each pin is worth. In passing, I saw someone who had 11 strikes in one game, and in the other frame, left up a cornerpin on the first ball, but missed sparing it (that was about the sixth frame or so). Anyway, he ended up with a 399. One pin, worth two point ended up costing him 51 points in the final score. Always spare your corners.
Now I'll get back to things that people may actually care about. (see I'm still thinking about you, the reader, while writing) Not that I have much more to write about here. I really should get to bed, seeing as the clock right now says 12:08AM, and I have jazz band in the morning, and I've had about 6-7 hours of sleep so far this weekend, and I have a Finite test in the morning. Damn Finite Test, I haven't studied for that yet. Oh well, it'll probably be only two or three questions anyway. Maybe some multiple choice too. Right. So, bedtime now. You know, I've been watching a bit of the World Cup, as I am right now, and it's been really exciting. More fancy footwork, and other good stuff. You've got to be in really good shape to play on such a huge field, I mean the ball moves around so much, and it seems that somebody is always running at full tilt. And for 90 minutes. Impressive. But I digress. Again, I think I'm going to go to bed. So I shall bid everyone a fond adieu. I think I just thought of my yearbook signing thingie for this year. I bet y'all can't wait to get your yearbook so you'll find out what it is. It's not terribly exciting, but I think it's fitting for my final year. It's amazing what my mind comes up with when it is over tired. I mean when I went to Cape Breton with FYS, I didn't sleep for about 30 straight hours, and sometime around the 25 hour I could see how the third dimension fit into the fourth dimension, and it was all logical progresion. I was thinking about how the first and second dimensions were related, and how the second evloved from the third, then went on to the second and third, and how they were related, etc. Then was able to extrapolate that into the fourth dimension. I was finally able to get my head around one key thing that was stopping me. Too bad I had to sleep and forget what that key thing was. Oh well, maybe some other time I'll try to figure it out again. I think it had to do with the second and fourth dimensions relating as well. But I'm not that sure. Right sleep. I think this time will be it for sure. I can't believe that I have to be up again in just six short hours. And I was going to burn a CD tonight. I probably shouldn't now. But all mine are crappy, and I can't find my Star Wars/King Singers one that I made a while back. I want to listen to that one again, so if anyone knows where it is could they please enlighten me as to its whereabouts. Wow, I don't even know if what I'm typing makes sense anymore. But the fingers are flying. So, I've written all that it a mere 12 minutes, as it's now 12:20. And I even stopped to think once in a while. Sometimes I even impress myself, even if I don't impress you. (one last time involving you, the reader, before at last I sign off and go to bed) Well nighty-night for real now.

Thursday, May 30, 2002
10:35 p.m.
Good evening everybody.
I've been playing some Fallout 2 again. I've taken the Big Rig to the Enclave, but I forget what to do after that. Oh well, I'll figure it out eventually.
Not a lot to write about today. I think everybody knows this already, but I'll be going to Mac next year, not Waterloo as I'd hoped. I guess second in Engineering is good enough for me.
I think prom is going to be fun tomorrow evening. Me, in the black and silver. Pretty hot. I'm sure everyone will look spentificular. New words everyday.
Good stuff. I'm going to bed.
CYALL

Monday, May 27, 2002
09:23 p.m.
WOW!!!!!
I have successfully archived my page. Now it's not nearly as long. Good for me. Yeah, so if you've missed any entries then just click the link. Huzzah.
Well then. I am now in the process of watching RAW. Mixed tag match now, pretty hot. Trish and Molly. Oh yeah and a couple of dumbass guys. Whatever.
Wooo Benoit!!!!
Yeah, but I did my solo today in music. Not too bad, missed some high notes, but otherwise not too bad.
Also did my English presentation. I think it went over fairly well. It's all about the eyes. Oh yeah.
I have a feeling that I'm forgeting to do something, but I don't know what it is. Probably why I'm forgeting it. So if anyone wants to enlighten me on what I'm forgeting to do, then by all means, tell me tomorrow. I really have no idea what it is, just that feeling you sometimes get, ya know.
Alrighty then. That's about all that happened today, school-wise, so I'm going to head away from writing now. Giddy up and go.