Man I love funneling

How could one not? Seriously guys, climb out of the holes you call home and indulge in such a glorious and graceful art. I owned those beer, they didn't even see me coming. Nobody seen this blog post coming either, so it's like I've won twice, although there isn't really anything to win. But seriously, summer is almost half over. W.T.F. eh? I remember when summer and university seemed so far away, but there's only 40 days left til I (and most likely everyone else) leave for school. It seems so surreal, who would've thought I'd even live to be 18? Not me, that's for sure. I got myself a huge student loan, which completely every single thing for school, which's means I don't have to get a job this summer. However, I really do want one and hopefully something will come up very soon, or else I'll be screwed for spending money next year. But anyway, back to school. It's going to be quite intense, especially with my Fridays off next year (shibby), but I think I may actually miss Amherst after a while. It'll definitely be an amazing weekend the first time everyone is back in town. Anyway, I'm off to listen to music and slay orcs most likely. Posse' Out.

The Camp Tidnish Experience

No simple words can describe the emotional trainwreck that I became after my first day at Camp Tidnish. It was both a terrible and amazing experience, complete with all sorts of physical and mental stress. Providing complete (and well, I'm not going into details but I mean COMPLETE) care for adult men with physical disabilities caused me to question not only my own abilities but my purpose in life. You don't really know how much you have until you work with people who have absolutely nothing, less than nothing. And while in the beginning it was painful, on my day off I took some time to regroup and reflect and prepare myself mentally for my return to work. This made it a lot easier to cope and allowed me to enjoy spending the rest of the week at Camp. It really turned into a great experience - the campers are wonderful and the staff is nothing short of amazing. I don't know if I'll ever meet nicer, more caring people, and they really made everything a lot easier to deal with, providing stress relief and laughter at the end of a looong day.

I'm not going to delve too deeply into my experience on here, but overall I'm intensely glad I did it, and I think it made me a much stronger person and taught me a lot about myself. I'll be returning tomorrow for a whole new batch of campers, this time it's children with physical and mental challenges. As Bob J. put it when he was talking to me one day at camp, "This place really seperates the men from the boys."

True that.

Slight Updates and Jodie's Party

Alot of people are asking why the site is dieing, It's because since I've got my laptop, I don't have photoshop on it, and i haven't used my comupter in a very long time...plus, lazyness acounts for this as well. The site will be updated with time, thats for sure, it's just that...my computer...it's sooooo slow lol, as soon as I get photoshop on this laptop, it'll be back up and running in no time.

As for the party...well this led to fun had by all.
I was the DD (Designated Driver) so, not as much fun as I could have had, but still, I enjoyed myself.
Me and Jesse had to work late, so we didn't leave until 10:15ish, we drive by Steamboats, and I get a call from Sean, saying he wanted to go, we make the turn back to get him and head on out the Jackson's Point.

We get there, and not even two minutes there, Jesse has a Blue in his hand, and downs it in 5 minutes. With Jesse getting free drinks from everyone, I noticed that Vince, Lepper, Brent and Kylie were already hammered, and it was not even 11pm. There were alot of people there having a good time, some sitting around the fire drinking/talking, some hotboxing cars, and others making out down by the Garage. Yes, it sounds like a clip from the movie Dazed and Confused...except in that movie there was no sitting around the fire...and there was no fighting here...and..well, u get the jist of it.

As the night went on, some people were leaving, and others were..well..still getting drunk. Vince passed out in a chair after funneling an unoffical count of Nine beers, and then drinking more. Lepper on the other hand started to sober up, Brent was "banging the chicks" according to Jake, and Jesse was Dancing and DDR'ing.

After when it came time to leave...it was about 3am at this point...the challenge was to get a passed out, racist drunk, into the Jeep without puking or punching [on] anyone or anything.
The drive home was better then expected, only a little bit of puke was touched by Jesse's hand. We got to Wendy's dropped him and Lepper off (so he could take care of him) and I dropped everyone else off. I came back to help Lepper, but instead ended up making a MickeyD run for him...which I bought myself an Egg McMuffin with his cash hahaha. Came back to Vince's to find everyone asleep, so I dropped off the food, went home and slept.

Here's to a great night
*Cheers*

White Point '06!

White Point!

Something which we look forward to every year is our annual Youth Group trip to White Point Beach Resort, located on the sunny(?) South Shore of Nova Scotia. This year, Dan, Kylie, Brent, Thomas and myself made the trek along with 20 other Youth Group members.

We left a bit earlier than usual in order to arrive by lunchtime - for some reason, we were given an extra meal, and as the food at White Point is ridiculously good we weren't gonna miss it. The bus rides were of course long, bumpy, and not exactly exciting, but the traditional stops in Masstown Market allowed for the purchase of food and a chance to stretch the legs. (Yes, I did buy and eat a chicken, do somethin').

The majority of our time at the resort was spent eating at the all you can eat buffets (I love breakfast buffet), swimming in either the lake, ocean, or pool/hotub, and talkin' it up or relaxing in the cabins. They had a spa, so some people (Dan and I included) got massages. We also had a pretty awesome volleyball matchup and some people rented wetsuits for a dip in the ocean. All in all, it was a very relaxing trip and a whole lot of fun was had by all!

On the final night we went for a walk along the beach, with the sand at our feet and the roaring of the ocean in our ears. We were asked to lay on the rocks and think deeply to ourselves, about ourselves, and what the odds were that we were on the beach, with those people, at that moment. It was a good time to think, and it made it real to me that my days with FYGA were finally over.

Mad props to Donnie and Carol for taking us, Bob the busdriver for taking us down, Brock and Amy for keeping us in line (Duuuuuuuh) the staff at White Point for their hospitality and everyone in FYGA for putting in all the hard work to make this trip possible!

That's just the way to Whizz

Ok, this has been in the records for a while now, and I feel the need to share it with all those Bloggers out there. Me and Tom were sitting in Geo class one day, reminising about old songs. We started to sing "Changes" by Tupac. Someone then mentioned Cheese, and well this is the end product of that. Ladies and Gentlemen without Further ado, Here is "That's just the way to Whizz - Changes" Written by Yours Truly, and Thomas Skabar.

PS, its easier to read this if you play the song in the background. Tupac - Changes.

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is cheese worth spreading? I’ll call Kraft myself
I'm tired of bein' poor but all I need’s a snack
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a nice toast stack
Cops give a damn about a Cheeto
pull the trigger kill the cheetah he's a hero
Give the slices to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em swiss & let 'em deal the gooda
give 'em whizz step back watch 'em grill each other
It's time to use spread that's what Huey said
2 blocks in the cart now Huey's dead
I got love for my block cheese but we can never go nowhere
unless we spread with the butter
We gotta start makin' pastes-is

learn to see it as a spread instead of 2 solid flavors
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can Kraft take a flavor if it's good to me?
I'd love to go snack they way we did as kids
but things changed, and that's the way to whizz

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way to whizz
Cheese will never be the same
That's just the way to whizz
aww yeah
[Repeat]

[2]
I see no cheese whizz! all I see is blocky cases

misplaced cheese makes disgusting waste-is
We churned it, I wonder what it takes to make whizz
one better brand, let's erase the no name
Take the orange out the chedder it be acting white
'cause both orange and white is only marble right?
and only time we melt is when we heat with each other
it takes skill to be waxed, time to peel each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black diamond ched, uhh
If it aint sealed you gotta send it back
the fucking fridge is packed, and it's filled with crap!
But some cheese will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the block game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
gettin grilled just ain’t real to the brother in you
You gotta operate the cheesy way
"I made KD today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' Kraft to the kid. " I gotta get spread,"
Well hey, well that's the way to whizz

[Bridge]

[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we whizz

and let's change the way we spread condiments.
You see the old cheese wasn't working so it's up to us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

[3]
And still I see no damn whizz. can't a brother cut a little cheese?
Theres more in the cheese then there is in the fucking meat
Instead of war on quality they got a war on mold
so the bacteria can sicken me
And I ain't never cut a slice I ain’t have to do
now I'm back with the butter knife to spread the goo
Don't let 'em heat you up, beat you up,
grate you up and marinate you up
You gotta learn to spread, it’s a breeze

they get hungry when they see ya with ya silky cheese
But tell the cows they can't make swiss

don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my car bringing me my jar

my mama went to price chopp-ar
And as long as I got that I’m gonna stay fat
cause I never get the “lite” crap
but I never gotta worry bout the mold , son

cause this shit is indestructible like diamond
still on my snacks after all these years

rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way to whizz uhh

Graduation Ceremony!

Oh, Graduation, how I enjoyed thee.

While I realize that chronologically, Prom party comes before graduation, we've decided to wait and let Jesse post about that simply because he seemed to be having the most fun.

Graduation was definitely an intense ceremony, hampered only by it's massive length - although I guess that just goes to show that we're all really smart and take a long time to get all of our scholarships and bursaries.


The winnings are as follows:

Kylie: $500 - Amherst Firefighters Bursary
$500 - St. Thomas Entrance Scholarship

Alex: $19, 016 - Acadia Entrance Scholarship
$4000 - Canadian Millenium Excellence Award
$1500 - Amherst Rotary Club Scholarship
$1000 - For being the top Math Student
$500 - Band/Choir Parents Association Scholarship

Lepper: $1000 - Amherst&Area Chamber of Commerce Scholarship
$500 - Margarent J. MacMaster Friendship Bursary

Dan: $8500 Dalhousie Entrance Scholarship
$1,000 Bacon Elliott Bursary
$1,000 Bank of Nova Scotia Scholarship
$300 Cumberland North Acadamy Scholarship
$750 Lions Club Scholarship

Jesse: $11, 000 - Dalhousie Entrance Scholarship
$500 - Cafeteria Scholarship
$500 - A.R.H.S. Scholarship Fund

Thomas:$2000 - St. Thomas Entrance Scholarship
$300 - Amherst Minor Basketball Association Scholarship
$500 - Students' Council Scholarship
$500 - Vikings Alumni Scholarship

(Everyone else, let me know what you've got so I can put it up here - and if I made a mistake in anyone's let me know.)

Graduation consists of us lining up, walking into the gym while the band plays "Pomp and Circumstance", sitting for a while and listening to Mr. Blum speak, and being awarded scholarships/bursaries. We then cross the stage and recieve our diplomas, some more talking ensues, and they award medals.

This year, I recieved the Queen Elizabeth II Medal which is apparently a big friggen deal. Lepper recieved the Brent Cadman Memorial Award, which comes with $100 Scholarship. Dan received an award for "Good character, hard work and co-operative spirit", so basically being a good guy which we all know is true anyway.

After the medals, we hear the Valedictory, this year's Valedictorian was Catrina Russel. After that, we walk out while the band plays... Flashdance. That's right.

I'm gonna let others talk about safegrad and such, so check back to this space for updates.

Later.

The Busy Month

Well Jesse is right, ever since the activities have started for us grads we have been ignoring our pride and joy (this site)! Prom was awsome definately a good time, mom went through 6-7 rolls of film. At graduation I got a little surprise not only did I get a scholarship for $1 000 (Chamber of Commerce) but I got the Margaret J. MacMaster Friendship Scholarship worth 500 and an award for $100 the Brent Cadman award with your name ingraved on a plaque. I was very impressed with myself that night. Then safe grad thing got a little crazy! I was non stop running around, SWINGS! ROLLER COASTER! beat the f*** out of the ramblers in lazer tag 10 000 pts to 1400 pts for me, Jesse, Dan, and Brent (cocky bums)! After all that fun we had to make a 5 am trip to McDonalds (dan,me,jesse) Jesse passed out in the back while me and dan got bacon and egger meals! I went home finsihed my McDonalds watched Wedding Crashers slept for 2 hours! During those two hours I had the BIGGEST most PAINFULEST charlie horse u could have, I was rolling around in bed holding the baack of my leg trying not to scream, I rolled around and made so much noise hitting the wall i woke my sister and she ran in, she didn't help much but she was just trying to tell me stuff to do that i couldn't with all that damn pain! Anyways best of luck to all the grads out there, the grads I know I will miss u all! If u kids go to hali u call me! YOU GO to a phone and call me, you go!
Have a good one!

A Prom At The Roxbury

So, though this update was a little late, it's still fresh in my mind, I swear. The other night was prom, and the theme was easily the best ever; A Night At The Roxbury. Me and Alex got a peek at the decorations the day before prom, and I gotta say, student council did a great job.

Everyone entered the prom through the bus loop and, after being confronted by "security", their names were read by Brian Jones, and walked across the catwalk surrounded by a sea of people and camera flashes, into the front doors. There were plenty of really nice cars; '50s Chevys and Fords, restored muscle cars, limos, and even a horse-drawn carriage or two. I'm proud to say my mode of transportation was the most environmentally friendly there; a cardboard limo. A guy from the paper took our picture in the limo, but unfortunately it didn't make it into the paper.

When we entered the school, the decorations were even more impressive than my first glance of them. A big "HOLLYWOOD" sign on the brick wall, a painted subway in one of the hallways complete with subway noises, a fish pond, and most importantly a "Roxbury" sign at the end of the atrium.

As fun as prom was when everyone first got there, things began to wind down a couple hours in and people started to leave around 10:30, so we left at about 10:50. We actually walked home from prom...WALKED HOME FROM PROM. I don't know many people who can say that. After we all went our seperate ways to get changed and cleaned up, we met up at Jesse's, then Ashley's, then it was a convooooooy off to Jessica P's camp party....but I'll leave that for another update.

And Prom awards:

Lepper was voted Mr. Personality.
Dan was voted Mr. School Spirit.
Alex was voted Most Likely to become Prime Minister.