just wanted to show my pics

haven't posted in a while, like a year, probably not going to start immediately, just wanted to put in some pics...took these at Race Rocks over the weekend, with some friends...for more info and pics check out racerocks.com

8 days left...

So, I've only got about a week left, maybe a couple of days more, and, while I realize that it will be nice to get home, and it will be nice to get off campus, it's going to be hard to leave here. I know that my first year friends will be coming back next year, but all of my friends who are in their second year, well...I dunno if/when I'll see them again. I mean, I'm pretty sure that I will see some of them, I mean, I'm going to make an effort to find my close friends, but what about the guys I talk to on the path, or in line for the caf, or in the library, or anywhere else? These are the people that I've been living with, and for most of them, these are the last days I'm ever going to spend with them. God, all these people, all the memories. Xochilt, Gerald, Joel, Sam, Ferdy, Swelen, Andrea, Anna, Josh, Hreeta, everybody...Waleed. I don't know if I'm ever going to see him again, and that really hurts. He's one of my closest friends on campus, and I don't think I'll ever find him again. What are the odds? I mean, he's about to get deported, even if he gets accepted to university in the states, especially if he gets accepted in the states, and I'm about to go to school in the states. I'll never find him again, and...Jesus...I dunno, I mean, there are just so many people here that I'll miss, but you know, life goes on, eh? As cliched and overused as this sounds, in a couple of years I won't even remember half of these people, but that's what I'm afraid of. I will always remember my friends, but everyone on campus is closer to me than almost anyone back home, so who counts as "friends"? Hell if I know. God. I'm going to bed. No, I'm goign to go run, and play water polo, and lay out on the grass with a guitar, and dance, and sing, and do all these things one more time with everyone I can find, before I too must start packing up and getting ready for "The next big step". Sushka started packing today, I'm going to have to soon...

Sorry about that

So, I've been having some trouble with this @#*(&^!!!ing blog dashboard, as in I wrote this nice big long post during Philosophy and then tried to publish it and it wouldn't let me, so instead, I'm going to just have to write it now. The power went out last night, again. That makes the fourth time, literally, this week. Last night it was out for about six hours, the time before that, two, the time before that a whopping fourteen hours. We're waaaaay off the grid out here. Anyways, we've been coping nicely, I think. I have a piano lesson today, for the first time in a month. Also, I have a composition to write, something nice and happy for guitar probably, and then I have to teach it to Adam, so I shouldn't wait very long to do it. Also, I have two Philosophy IA's to write (think 3500 words each) and my EE to start working on. Joy. I have a lot of work to get done. Right on, I'm going to go do that, however, I did manage to take some pretty cool pictures, if I do say so myself, I'm going to try to get them up here soon too. Also, Myself and the other American's are going to lead a workshop for the newly conservative Canadians, on "How to live in a Conservative Country", in response to their recent election of a conservative minority government. Gee, that sounds strangely familiar...Anyways, it will have topics such as, "Basic firearms terminology and safety", "Fuzzy Logic is your Friend", and "Racisim, what it is, and how to use it to your advantage". If you have any other suggestions, fire them off to us, and we'll probably come up with a powerpoint and put them in. Anyways, I have to go, ridiculous amounts of work to do, and I have to practice as well. Have fun...

Nathan

So, I'm going to *&%#$%!!!!!

I'm sitting in philosophy class right now, and dear god, the new teacher, Lou, I'm really, really, arrghhh!!! She's teaching us the philosophy of religion, and apparently she's got her Master's, but I'm not impressed at all. In fact, this really saddens me, because I was really enjoying this course, but now, the new teacher is awful. She spent five minutes trying to remember the name of the Qu'ran, and then dropped the name of Allah. I don't know why, but not remembering the name of the God of one of the - Interuption, sorry, but she just used the word, "cohere", as in "what the class needs to do is cohere". I have about as much respect for her as Mrs. Cecil, my Frosh religion teacher, and if you remember that year, that class was hell, ironically enough. I mean, I really, really, liked Andrew, the old philosophy teacher, but he's taking some paternal leave, so we're stuck with this one. I don't really know what it is, but something about old fat white women trying to teach religion, there's something about them that really rubs me the wrong way. I sit in class and do my physics homework, and really try hard to avoid listening to her, just because I cannot avoid snapping back at her whenever she says something stupid, which happens very often. Anyways, I should probably go back to my physics, but for right now, I'm struggling slightly with finding the point to this class right now...Have fun, I sure am...

Nathan