I was fully intending to update my blog long before this time. I was even half-way through writing an entry on Friday afternoon. Unfortunately, at that half-way mark, my browser decided to freeze and lock up. I had to close it, and the humour and wit enclosed within the entry were just unrecoverable. By that point, I just didn’t feel like trying to write it all over again.
So here we are on Monday. It’s the start of a new week, and minus the killer headache that I had this morning, it hasn’t started off too badly. On Friday, I managed to pass my G road test. During that test, I managed to find the only person on the highway at that time that wouldn’t let me merge. I also managed to pass a garbage truck that was stopped in the right-hand lane, and then had to speed up as I realized that it started moving as soon as I was beside it. So basically, I cut off a garbage truck, barely made it onto the highway, and came close to slamming into the back of a van that had only one working brake light (making it look more like a blinker than anything else). Even still, I passed. Man, it’s so easy to get a driver’s license in Ontario. That must explain all the bad drivers, I suppose. However, I am now looking forward to not having to ever take another driving test until the age of 80, when…Continue Reading
Last night = brutal. I’m just about ready to go and find Dan Brown and shoot him – not for making a controversial book that dissects the Christian church, but for allowing a 2 hour and 45 minute movie to be made based on the book so that movie employees have to work until 1:15 AM instead of going home and getting their beauty sleep. I have determined that Dan Brown is responsible for all the ugly people in this world.
I worked from 6 PM Tuesday night until about 1:05 AM this morning. Thankfully, Ron started the movie a bit early so that it would be over sooner. I like it when the projectionist does that. It means that I can go home just that little bit earlier – it’s not much, but it’s the thought that counts. I was driving home after work, and I glanced down at the clock to look at the time. I can now say that for probably the first time ever, I have witnessed 1:11 AM. I mean, I’ve been awake at that time before, but I don’t think I’ve ever noticed it before. I didn’t know there was such a thing, but apparently they’ve instituted a 1:11 AM now. Interesting. I wish they had also instituted a law forbidding anyone to be awake at that time. It would sure make things a lot easier for me.
In spite of being up so late last night (and indeed, this morning as well), I…Continue Reading
This weekend has been hectic. And when I say hectic, I mean lack-of-sleep, tired-out-of-my-mind hectic. Of course, part of that is likely because of the fact that I haven’t been sleeping too well lately (like, for instance, waking up at 4:00 AM on Sunday morning for absolutely no reason, then not being able to get back to sleep). But anyways, let me tell you a bit about my weekend, since that seems to be what I do on this here blog of mine.
I’ll start with Friday. I could start with yesterday and then go backwards, but that wouldn’t make as much sense. I went to Central for 5:00 PM and then got onto a bus to go up to Kitchener to play Laserquest with about 25 people. It was pretty fun. Jordan and Sean and I had sort of an alliance going on, and although I’m really not that great at the whole laser thing, I managed to get 7th on one of my games, which isn’t too bad out of 25 people. The bus ride home was really what made me tired – my lack of sleep caught up to me, and although it was only perhaps 10:45 PM when we got back to the church, I was ready for a nice, long sleep.
Of course, I didn’t get it. I kept waking up in the middle of the night, looking at the clock, and then groaning and trying to go back to sleep. I have no clue…Continue Reading
Today I had the interesting opportunity to talk to two Jehovah’s Witnesses. I’ve never had that happen to me before, since they normally come around during the day, but they rang my doorbell about five minutes before I usually leave for school. I think they were a little surprised to see someone my age, but they began to ask me if I would like to take one of their little booklets. Glancing at the title, which was What Does the Bible Really Teach?, and then making the connection between that and the fact that they were Jehovah’s Witnesses, I politely declined the offer. However, I did get into a bit of a discussion with them. I told them that I could read the Bible for myself, and they asked me if I really understood everything that I read. That was what launched it.
In hindsight, I suppose I should have mentioned that I would rather trust the Holy Spirit to guide me toward the truth in the Bible than a little booklet produced by someone who doesn’t believe the same as what I do, but I didn’t think of it at the time. Instead, she asked me whether I knew that that coming Kingdom would actually be a government. I said that yes, I believed that, in a way – later pointing out that it would not be an oppressive government of rules and regulations like the ones here on earth today. She also told me that it would be…Continue Reading
This past weekend was awesome. Awesome Possum. My youth group and I went up to Waterloo for the annual youth convention called Overflow. It was held in the Rec Centre there, and it seemed like a pretty good turnout, probably about 2,000 people or so. The stage took up probably about a third of the drained hockey rink, and the rest of the rink was filled with rows of chairs. Those filled up quite quickly, but there were also sections of the seats around the rink that people could sit in.
I came to this convention not really knowing what to expect, since I’ve never been to one before. Basically, we left the church on Friday night and, after having to find another route because of an accident, we arrived at the Rec Cetnre. Because the name of it this year was Famous One (obviously referring to the star of the show, Jesus Christ), the front doors had a red carpet leading up to them. There was a limo parked outside, and as people walked into the building, there were spotlights set up, and a bunch of girls who cheered for everyone. A camera was also set up that showed yourself on a big TV as you walked in. It was pretty funny the first few times, until after waiting around for about half an hour, when the constant cheering became quite tiresome. The doors to the actual auditorium weren’t open yet, so we had to wait outside. There was…Continue Reading
Today, after an early dismissal at school, I watched Troy. The movie is based on Homer’s The Iliad, which is the whole story about Achilles, the Trojan horse, and so on. As I watched the 2 hour and 49 minute movie (very long movie, but good), the story really just enveloped me. I’ve watched it twice before, and I really enjoyed it, so I decided I had to go out and buy it for myself. Every time, the complex plot really gets me. Who’s the good guy, and who’s the bad guy? It’s an interesting story to analyze. But throughout the movie, the theme of love is portrayed. Indeed, the whole story would not have begun were it not for love. Prince Paris of Troy falls in love with Helen of Sparta, and in the midst of peace talks, steals her away back with him. He fights for her – thought quite naive to go against a seasoned warrior, his courage is admired. His brother fights for the love of his country, and the love of his brother, defending him when he is injured. King Priam of Troy goes on a daring venture into the Greek camp to recover the dead body of his eldest son, whom he loves. Achilles fights for the love of his cousin, who was murdered, and near the end of the movie, he returns to the now-burning city of Troy to rescue his love, the priestess Polydora. Over and over again, the theme of love…Continue Reading
Here I sit, dying of boredom. So I write. I had planned to just forego the blog entry for today, but I figure since I have absolutely nothing better to do, I might as well just type something up. At the very least, it’ll keep me from falling asleep at 9:30 PM like I did when I was seven. I heard that it also happens when you hit seventy. Strange how age is like a mirror image. You begin in diapers, and you end in them, too.
Sorry about that. I just had to throw that in. To be honest, I have no idea what to write about. Nothing much happened today. Actually, it was a pretty brutal day. Chemistry class was horrible today. We got a sheet outlining our next formal lab report, and the thing could have been written in code, it was so cryptic. I honestly had to read it through at least five or six times to understand what we were doing. And of course, the chart they gave made no sense because the headings for two of the columns were switched around. I sat there staring at it for a full ten minutes trying to figure it out, and our teacher finally told us to ignore it. Then she pointed out a few minutes later that it didn’t seem to make sense for that reason. Ugh. Confusing.
On the bright side, it was a nice day outside. Kristin, Becky, Brian, and I went outside to…Continue Reading