Six Weeks

So, Redeemer is only in six weeks, and I would give absolutely anything to be there right now. Work has improved slightly, although there are quick highs, and long sharp lows. This week will improve once I'm done helping Tony form the patios. Brian left this morning, and in the midst of my tiredness from being up to 3 this morning after a nice brotherly warcraft session, I was quite sad to see him go. Due to my lack of sleep, the rest of the morning was tough and I felt defeated, ready to through in the towel and getting ready to sleep in for the next six weeks, but after my nap, things have slightly gotten better. Kids camp is in a week, and wow, I can't wait. I will be absolutely wasted tired on the day I come back from camp, but not being at the job site will be worth every urge I have to sleep. Anyone have a time machine? It's not September yet...

Wish I Was There

And so it begins. My first day at Elim doing labour was less than what I hoped it would be. I don't mind doing work at all, in fact, work is good because it passes the time and you get paid. One thing I don't like about work (and hopefully my last bad experience will be at the end of August) is the people who are in the work place. I have heard that there are some good job sites out there where the people are friendly, but telling that to me is like me telling a blind person about a sunset. The people at Elim (save the other lackies like myself) are illtempered, impatient wieners who couldn't give an encouragement if at gunpoint. Maybe that's a bit harsh, but my day today sealed that stereotype for one person. His name is Tony, he's Croatian, he can almost speak English, and he's old. He is very impatient, and gives very little instruction for tasks he wants you to complete. My boss and the other workers said not to worry about Tony, for they all had their time working with him. My only problem is when the guy calls you a "fucker" for asking him to repeat a command he gave to you, heavy in accent, mumbled under his breath, and in the wrong verb tense. Where's the love? So, throughout the day, I was cursed at while trying to read this old mans mind. Lucky for me I only have 5 more patios to form and my boss tells me I'll be free of him. Let's hope so.
When work is over, I like to sit back, listen to Norah Jones, and read. Warcraft is losing its addictivness, and I'm starting to reflect more. This blog will be my journal until I have a real one. I'm also trying to get my relationship with God going again after a long time of slacking off on my part. Two more month till University, counting the days...

It is finished

After all my classes, my Monday to Friday, my English, biology and math routine, I stand where I am today. Yes, it is true, I have finished high school. All that is left to do is go to my ceremony, grab my certificate, pat Mr. Kim on the shoulder and stand on some stairs for an hour. It will be sad, seeing that my years at FVCH have been nothing but kind and loving towards me, but I'm glad I will be stepping into a new stage of my life blind. Most of my friends are going away come September, so by me going to Hamilton isn't going to be a big deal. My exams went well, and I feel a have a check from the government in the mail soon. As for my summer, labour at Elim...mmmmmmmmmm.

My Predictions

So the NBA finals are here and it seems to be a boring one. We have the defensively sound Detroit Pistons versus "the WNBA of the NBA" San Antonio Spurs. So, what happens when sound defense comes in contact with fundamentals of basketball? Low scoring, boring plays with pick and rolls, help side defense, and Tim Duncan doing hook shots in the lane. Had it been Steve Nash, Stodemire and Marrion against Shaq, Wade and the Joneses, I probably would have watched it (IF I had TSN). All I can say is that I'll probably be watching this for entertainment instead. With the lack of hockey this season, this is truly disappointing NBA final.

Leeroy Jenkins

So I had the boys over for some poker on Friday last week. I must say, it was classic, but the thing that topped it off was seeing the video that Adam was telling me about earlier that day. I thought, when he was telling me about it, that he was making fun of me because it was about warcraft (which always mean that you are getting made fun of) but it was true. Click here to see what all the hubbub is about. (Click the second "Mirror" on the left hand side of the page for it to play directly in your WMP.)
*Warning* There is some profanity is in this video, but, like in Good Will Hunting, I hope you see around it and grasp what is truely is about.

Starting Off

So, here is my blog which I will continue (hopefully) to keep updated during my next couple of years keeping those who are interested posted on what I'm doing and what I'm thinking. And, so is the last stretch of my year of Fraser Valley. I'm counting the days (four school days, Neil counts as 16 classes) till I'm finished high school and out to the grind of construction for two months...woot.