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and the award for...

Have you ever read someone's private writings (journal, diary, email, letters, etc.) without their permission?

most awkward moment of the day, goes to;
lady sitting next to me in the emergency room who tries to convince me that I "need a minister" for "counseling" if ever "[my] parents died".

hay u guise


I've come to realize that I really don't care about natural sciences. I'm much more of a social science kind of guy.
To emphasize this point, I'm currently attending five science classes (and five classes in total), four of which are social sciences, the fifth class being the obligatory biology that I resent so very very much.
Hear hear for that which cannot be defined for very long! politics, economy, psychology, sociology, heart! By your powers combined, you become SOCIAL SCIENCES!!!

... I'm doing good, yeah. :D
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my "friend" sebby

oh my god, my friend is so mean! captainseby.livejournal.com/ was all like "oh god you're such a pussy" when I posted that last journal but I was just trying to touch my <i>inner feelings</i>. I can't believe how much of a jerk he can be somethings >: (

buut he draws cool comics ;o check it out lolol

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aw man

being sick is suuper lame.
I've come to learn that I really like working... And when I have to take a day or two off, I come to hate it. I can't do what I'm supposed to be doing (i.e., work), and I become bored out of my skull.
I can't really study or anything, either, because it doesn't feel as though I'll be able to remember anything, y'know? ugh.

I was up all night last night, unable to sleep because of my runny nose... I had to wait until it was 8 AM before walking to a nearby Shoppers DrugMart, buying medication/icecream ( <3 napolitan) and then falling asleep near 8:30... I was fortunate enough to wake up at 3:30, so I could call my supervisor and let him know that I wouldn't be able to make it today.

what sucks even more is that my next paycheck will be missing something like six days because of my surgery (had my wisdom teeth removed two fridays ago, Hallowe'en). ugh.

rant over : D
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haaappy Canada daay

so it it Canada day, and there will be fireworks tonight. But I want to talk about my camping trip two weeks ago -- whoo!

Oh god I do not know how to LJ Cut anymore so you will have to live with a wall of text (maybe).

My friend Sebby organised a camping trip to Cap-Pelé, in the East of New-Brunswick. It's about 50 kilometers (30 miles), so I thought this would be a great opportunity to test out my camping backpack! Sam was supposed to bike there with me, but he decided not to since it was "raining" (more like misty), and because he could get a drive with Jeremy and the others. So off biking I went!
I followed the Transcanadian highway, and looked at my map every half-hour or so to make sure I was going the right way (though it wasn't very hard; follow the highway until exit 43, then take the exit and head towards whatever direction Cap-Pelé was, keep going straight, success!), and stopped to drink and stretch every 15 minutes or so. It took forever to get there, because the entire way was uphill. I kept telling myself "Well, at least coming back will be nothing but downhill..!"
I managed to keep my mind busy by playing my favourite game, "Is that a bear?"  I also saw a pretty cool monarch butterfly on the side of the road. 3 1/2 hours later, I made it to the camping grounds and registered my tent.

It turns out that we were a "party", and were assigned to adjacent camping lots, so we could stay nearby! When I got there, everyone else had already arrived and set up their tents. I put mine up in about 15 minutes (quickly, considering that I haven't put it up in a year or so and everyone else took a few hours..). We stood around for a while and wanting to get the fire going, since there was the center of a washing machine a lot of people use as fireplaces. We just kinda stood around it, pieces of paper in the middle of it, wondering how to get it started (since no one thought to bring fire sources), when suddenly, we witnessed divine intervention! The paper first began to smoke, but then it caught into flame. We rushed to find drift wood to keep the fire nurished, and came back arms full of fuel. We then got bored and headed to the beach.

The water was too cold to swim in (not surprising, summer's only starting here!), so instead we decided to collect hermit crabs. We dug a little pool in a dune not too far from shore, and the adventure began to find the biggest hermit crabs we could. We did this for something like 30 minutes, before a couple of kids came over holding clams. Sebby was amazed, thinking that it wasn't the season for clams. Almost immediately we began a frantic search for them, and ended up digging a lot. Jeremy cut his finger while digging one out (it sliced it pretty deep), but fortunately I had brought first-aid stuff. Always be prepared ;D

A screenshot from our little pool, part of a bigger video.

Sebby, proudly holding his bag of clams (lol wat) Matt and Jeremy are in the background

Also, a dead seagull. I was tempted to steal its skull. :(

We returned to our camping grounds after a fruitful day, the fire still burning. After some pondering on whether to get more driftwood or letting the fire go out (meaning we couldn't cook anything anymore), another divine intervention occured! A truck road by, selling firewood. It was pretty funny, so we bought some and they left. Sebby wanted to eat the clams, so he and I went off on a search for some kind of grill or maybe even something to skewer them with. We ended up stealing the grill off of an old freezer, and it worked great. Shit was ghetto but it was still funny. No pictures, though :(

After dinner, I biked to a store near-by outside the camping ground and bought some fireworks that we were going to use later. When I got back, I changed into my skirt ( ololloo) and we went to the beach to play some frisbee. What a great way to start the evening!
I can't remember everyone's name, but it's uuh Jeremy and his girlfriend, Matt, guy who left that night (didn't camp, boo), Sam, Sebby. Not picture is guy's girlfriend and myself.
me picking up the frisbee lololol
Jeremy's girlfriend wrote stuff in the sand, though I'm not sure what it meant :O

when it got dark, we shot off the fireworks (I got video of it but it came out rather badly, my camera has poor ISO :( ), which was pretty fun... though because it was dark, we couldn't shoot off some of the fireworks since we couldn't find the wicks, and our lighter was pretty bad in the wind. We still had nice fireworks :D
The display finished, we retired to our tents. Jeremy and his girlfriend shared their own, and the rest of us (Sam, Matt, Sebby and myself) huddled into the bigger tent. We played a prepared D&D mission Sam had brought, though I fell asleep before the end (I was just so tired D: ). I didn't end up using my tent, but setting it up and having it stand the night did make me feel good about it for some reason... maybe because it's a red tent .-.

In the morning we ate breakfast at the canteen, then picked up our garbage and folded our tents. Everyone left with Jeremy's father, except for Matt and I. Matt because his father was to pick him up, and me because I wanted to keep Matt company. We just hung out around the gate of the campground, talked. His father picked him up a few hours later, and it was biking again for me... and this time, it was downhill! Or so I thought it would be. Turns out the engineers who designed the highway thought it would be really funny to have it go uphill in either directions. Who knew it was possible? They made steep descends, but long, boring rises. Fuck you engineers, fuck you. It took me another 3 and a half hours to get home. This time though, my backpack only weighed 20 pounds instead of 40 (I traded backpacks with Sam, who had a smaller one hahaha). I got some pretty funny sunburns
It was a good weekend. 8)

And Saturday I went to a free concert with Sebby, where there was music and junk it was awesome :o This one band played Samba music and I danced like a mad motherfucker. Then the sun set, and a reggae band played. I broke out my glowsticks and had fun with those instead.

and uuh I think that's all for now. :> Although, I'd like to post this picture I took, too.
Someone had written "FUCK YOU!" with chalk, but they erased it and wrote their own message. I thought it was pretty clever. :B

that's all for now, enjoy the reeaad~~~~
hay u guise

I need bells

there's a store in a shopping mall that's shutting down, right? and it specializes in outdoor sports, such as fishing, hiking, etc. I went to check it out, since it had a "MOVING SALE" sign (savings, katching!), and I need a backpack if I want to go hiking. The salesperson there seemed to know her stock very well (especially compared to the other two salespersons I'd met after coming back to talk with the first one again), and I asked her for some hiking advice. She informed me that I should carry bells on me, because they apparently scare off bears, and that black bears seemed to be very active this year. This information stuck to me.

my new workplace is about three miles from there, so I bike. The thing is, it's pretty much in the middle of nowhere (in the woods), and it's something like 2 AM when I come back, so I'm like "BEARS EVERYWHERE!!11" I'd already seen a doe, so why not bears?
The other night I was biking, deep in thought, when suddenly, I hear a squeal next to me, and as I turn my head I see a black shape run into the woods, from the side of the road, <i>right next to where I was</i>. Like any rational human being, I freaked out and let out a scream of shock, when I realized... it was probably just a badger. It still scared the fuck outta me.
So I need bells, so then I'll stop thinking about the bears, and the rest of all that >:

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i love it
also, in the same style (better song though imo):

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day seven of my 12-day work-stretch, and I only lost about seven hours of sleep! only five more days left :D
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i was shopping at walmart today, and bought a lot of stuff (clothes, kitchen stuff). When i went outside it was raining, just as it was earlier, and i remembered seeing umbrellas for sale, 1$ each, inside... so i went back in, bought nine umbrellas, and handed them to people who didn't have any. it was fun (:  i have to do things like that more often
i have been keeping busy, do not worry my friends/online watchers. my new jobs requires a lot of lifting, opening boxes, and being generally dusty. my hands are full of cuts, i hope they'll be better soon. :c
i've been doing aikido for a few months now, not sure when my grading is... I am hoping that i get more time to practice in any case; right now, my schedule is like work: sleep, work :sleep... in any case, i need to relax a bit D; but twelve days of work are coming up, sooo .-.
speaking of work, i have a relatively good income now c: yaay

uuuh. uuuuuuuh.

i dunno what more to say o_o if you've any questions feel free to ask theem~
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hahaha oh wow

sorry for the second post in two days, but this is important!

So I get a package at the door and had to sign a paper, and I sign it. The mailman (who had long, drawn-back hair and looked perhaps to be in his 50s) said "Oh, so your name is [..] ? " I respond positively, and he starts talking to me about my family
He says that we're actually cousins, and that our first ancestor was an American-indian. I was confused, because I was taught that he was French. So I tell him, and he tells me "nono, y'see, when the French were settling in PEI they took our ancestor under their wing, and because there were no Priest established yet, he had to go to Quebec to become registered, and if you look at his actual paper, it's written "SAVAGE" on it, which means he was an indian!"
And then he tells me about how he went to court to have this be officially accepted by the Province, and just goes on and I'm there like "woah, what the hell hahaha" 'cause I had actually seen him a few days earlier and had wanted to talk to him. He keeps talking about how his name was Dee (or sometihng like that), and that if a person's name is Dee it's an automatic indication of the indian heritage or something.
I just kinda stood there, confused mostly, and listened to him for the few minutes which he spoke hastily, getting colder and colder (it started snowing, and I was wearing only jeans, a shirt and slippers).
Man, I'm really like.. amused and impressed XD I'm wondering if he's just a good story-teller, or if he really did go to court and such. He sounded very convinced of himself anyway, and was very engaging. I'll have to try and talk to him some other time...