Friday, October 10, 2003

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P.S. it is still a work in progress but I'll be working on it more when I come back!

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Wednesday, September 17, 2003

So this is really neat. It's also really simple, it's PONG! And not only that it's 3-D Pong! So guess what I was playing all night. The top scores were as follows (starting with the score first acheived):
1. 148 - Kelsey
2. 154 - Mike
3. 160 - Kelsey
4. 164 - Brian
5. 217 - Kelsey
6. 256 - Mike

So I spent quite a few games trying to beat Mike's top score. The closest I could get was 250. So I guess I'm going to go to bed all dissappointed.

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Sunday, September 14, 2003

Okay I'll honestly admit that I'm ranting again today, but I've been under a lot of stress lately so I feel entitled. There's this girl I work with, now don't get me wrong she's sweet and I like her a lot. I feel like we could probably be good friends, unfortunatly there are a few things that bug the living piss out of me about her. For one, she's never wrong. Never. She actually tried to tell me and some other people the other day that Ninivut (sp?) is an island by Labrador. When we tried, at the time rather kindly, to tell her she was wrong (by rather kindly, I mean that no one teased or mocked her for saying it) she got incredibly defensive, swearing up and down that she was right, when we finally proved that she was not, she started swearing that it wasn't what she meant. Now to be honest, this annoys me quite a bit, if you can't admit that you might be wrong, or at least listen to other people's ideas then I lose patiance with you very quickly.

Okay so the second thing she does that ticks me off. Well, she's always looking for a new job which hey power to you. If you don't like where you are in life, by all means try and better yourself. But to every single job that she applies for and doesn't get she "was too qualified" for it. Now I agree that people can be too qualified for a job, but I usually reserve that title for someone with a doctorate in a subject other then the area that they are applying for. Just because you have a degree in something it does not mean you're over-qualfied. Degrees open doors, not close them, otherwise what's the point in getting one? Getting a job is not that difficult. I mean let seriously think here, does the government turn someone down because they are over-qualified, I don't think so. People lie on their resume to improve it so that they look more appealling to the prospective employers. They add experience and qualifications not remove them because it helps your chances to embellish not diminishes your chances. And lets be completely honest here, if you were that worried that your resumee was "too good" you would have taken some things off of it, wouldn't you? But no, all you do is submit it with all of the things that make you "over-qualified" and then bitch about being too good to get that job when you don't have what employer's are looking for. Why do you do this, because it's a good job, one that you want and you're afraid you won't get it. You do it because you feel worthless and saying that makes you feel better. The one thing I can say for this girl is at least she has a job while doing this, she's learning and getting important experience that employers are looking for in the working world. She knows that you have to get your hands dirty and work at the bottom of the ladder before you can move up, she's just trying to jump up a bit too early.

The last thing that I dislike about this girl is that she's very self-involved and melodramatic. Everything that happens to her is the worst thing that has ever happened to anyone. Like this one day she got a call from her soon to be new roomate telling her that she wasn't moving in with her and that she would have to pay all of the rent herself, which I understand is bad and quite stressful. The problem comes in when she turns to me and tells me that no one is having a worst day then her. All I could do was look at her because that same morning not two hours earlier, I had been told that my grandfather had taken a turn for the worst and they weren't sure if he was going to make it through the next minute let alone the night and near tears i had shared this with her on the way to work. But everything was all about her. She thinks that she's this tough guy who can beat up anyone that crosses her, but when we went to a bar and a harmless drunk guy started talking to us, she freaked out and wouldn't go near him. And she's so great looking that she has to beat guys off with a stick from the way that she tells it but she's dating a guy that's about 4 years younger then her and they break up like every other week. Ugh, that's all been building up for a while, tons of tiny irritations that just needed to get out.

Anyway, for those of you who are wondering, my grandfather is doing a bit better, he's still in ICU and in a drug induced coma but they took him off the ventilator. He's not going to be walking out of the hospital any time soon but he's not quite as close to deaths door as he was. I did get to go in to see him and wish him well and tell him that I love him, but that was thanks to my Uncle Kirk and Kelsey. I'm still not really talking to my mother though, I have to admit that I'm still bitter. So thanks to all who 'listened' to my rant, I feel a bit less stressed by getting some of that out.

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Thursday, September 04, 2003

Okay, today's blog is not a traditional blog but rather a rant about everyone who's pissed me off in the short time since I woke up about an hour ago. I don't normally wake up angry and today was no exception, but right now I'm pretty much feed up with everyone.
So let's start with my neighbors. The man in the apartment below me just moved in and I have nothing personal against the man, just something against his dog. See his dog gets rather lonely all day while the man is at work so from about the time that the man leaves around 9-ish until the dog exhausts itself, it barks non-stop, which is not my favorite alarm clock. If that didn't piss me off enough, my red-neck neighbors, one of whom I discovered today has the name Thelma Mae, start screaming at the dog to shut up while doing their various home repairs that have not stopped since I moved in. How they can hear the dog over the drill saw, I'll never know. To be honest I also have been unable to figure out what they're fixing because there house shows little to no improvement over the past month.
So one major annoyance down, one to go. My next annoyance is the fucking assholes that have managed to get their driver's licence these days. The Niagara entrance to the highway by my home has the shortest entrance I have ever seen. It's seriously about two and a half car lengths long, which does not give enough time to dick around with the other cars on the highway. so when you see someone trying to get over and all you need to do is brake lightly to let me in, do not hit the accelerator and drive right beside me causing me to have to brake hard and try to enter the lane going fucking 40 km/hr in front of a transport truck in my 10 yr old mini-van that does not accelerate all that great because it a fucking MINIVAN!I mean really when did common curtousy fly out the window? What happened to defensive driving? And I want to know who the hell thought that that type of highway entrance was acceptable.
Okay so there are my major annoyances of the day, as more accumulate I'll keep you posted.

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Wednesday, August 27, 2003

So I just came home from the hospital. My grandfather is sick and when I got there I was told that he might not even make it through the night, I was also told that I wasn't supposed to know. I found out not from my mother who knows that I have a fairly close relationship with my grandfather but from my cousin who was told by her dad even though my mother again said not to "tell the kids". This is what I'm fucking sick of. One of my favorite relatives lays dying in the hospital and even though I travel for over an hour to see him I'm not allowed in to see him because my mother doesn't want me to. I'm fucking 21 years old I should know if I will be okay to go in and say my goodbyes, but no, I'm too young and they won't let me in. I wasn't even supposed to know about this. They recently called to tell me that he's stable and that they're going to see about operating soon but I won't be able to see him. All I wanted to do was tell him I love him and wish him well. I just needed to see him to be able to know that even if it's bad, he's still alive but I was denied this by a manipulative controlling bitch called my mother. I think after all that she's done to me this action has finally crossed my feelings for her into hate.

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