| PREMIER, (2001 sometime...) so, now that all of my friends have started to build cool webpages I've decided that it's time to refurbish my crappy one from gr.9. For all of you loser people who didn't visit the old page, I'll give you a rundown on me. I'm a seventeen year old senior, (an oxymoron if I ever saw one). I live in Holberg, (aka da'berg or the hole), which is a very tiny and remote logging camp and the northernmost community on vancouver island, the sunshine capital of the world, (if you count liquid sunshine). I am a proud CANADIAN. I spend my time hiking the hills, trails, and beaches around here if I'm not hanging out with my, (believe it or not), WAY AWESOME friends. I like to listen to a variety of music, (mainly alternative-rock-and rebellious punk-as many of my friends have mentioned, EDGEFEST KICKED ASS). I built my last site, (by force of the computers teacher), with a theme of environmentalist bashing. I'll continue on with my political agendas, only I will explain more of myself this time. I do believe in preserving the environment but I feel I have to bash because the environmentalist groups 'stretch the truth' a bit much, (like 24/7), and too many people are believing them. I have many other opinions on how I would run the (perfect) world but I'll leave them alone for now till I can think of a way to express them without having csis knock on my door. Enjoy the site. I've tried to make it user-friendly, (If your computer explodes it was not my fault!) |
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| 5/14/02 I've decided to update this part of the page so as to keep people and myself updated, (truth is I need a rant area!). If you don't know me or haven't been here before you can move your lazy ass to find background at my Journal. Now I don't know what to write... I guess you get to read a'boot' my current mail woes. Stupid universities are keeping me waiting. Wondering what I'm doing for the rest of my life, (starting in about one freakin' month), is kinda taking up a lot of my free thinking time, (and I definately have no brain cells to spare!). Mcgill is the only one that's replied so far, which is cool. Now it's just the closer schools here in BC that are pissing me off! Another woe of mine is my stupid license. I waited for over a month, (it should have taken one week), for it to come in the mail. I finally called today and they told me it was on hold 'cause they couldn't find my parental consent form. I'm 18 fucking years old! And of course the form has to be signed in their presence-->how's that supposed to happen when we live in camp?? Anyways, grad is coming up. I'm really excited about moving out, (although I have no idea what I'm doin'). I'm really liking the idea of going to Quebec for school, (just got back from an awesome school trip there) , and of course the normal drinking age of 18 has nothing to do with it! 'Till next time, |
| Well, it's just a funny coincidence that I'm writting exactly one month since the last entry-just don't get used to it 'cause I'll prob get lazy in the near future... Umm, the conclusions to some of my last entry-really quickly-is that I'm now going to ubc and I got my license in the mail a week after I called-no questions and no forms...hmmm!?!? A lot has happened this month! Probably one of the busiest months of my life! Grad was last weekend. It kicked so much ass. The cap and gown in the morning was a little slow and a lotta hot but it went by okay-I must've had every facial expression imaginable crossing the bridge. The walking ceremony was really kickass. So many pictures taken....surprised that our faces didn't stick like that!, (my mug would be even worse than usual!). We had our visiting speech from Wolsak, which was wrapped up with a class standing ovation. Momma Poje, Prince, and Melinda's mom gave a very energetic parent's speech, (complete with dancing and pink wigs), and Boisclair was awesome with her "Just like me game" and "Grad Torture Movie". Our graphics didn't work for our 'Thank-You to the Teachers' speech but it went pretty well, besides my improv at one part that kinda just trailed off into gibberish. The fact that I was actually graduating really hit me during the bus ride around town-I hanged out the window the entire time. The escort was amazingly loud and the whole town seemed to see us off. Aftergrad was very elegant at Telegraph Cove. The food sucked but the whole setting was awesome, (and the weather for the entire weekend was breathtaking). Pancakes summed up the morning, (after our bus passed another on the way back to Port Hardy-our bus drivers are classic!), and then it was time to sleep until four in the afternoon. Sunday was party day. We cruised to Jen's place for awhile and then took an adventurous trip out to Rupert Arm. It was fun out there, with everybody getting together. I missed my limit by a longshot-the world was spinning so fast that I thought I was going to fall off, (during with time I became 'nuclear' ). The fucked up part was how two ppl destroyed the place after. The entire grad class is gonna get the blame-we've already organized a work party to go out there to try to repair some of the damage. Fuck. What a crappy way to end a great weekend! |