Six Feet Under
The show is five seasons long and is basically a snapshot of the lives of a family that owns a funeral home.
Pretty interesting stuff.
As you can imagine, they have to deal with death daily, but it starts to take a toll on their psyche after a while.
I watched the five seasons over a week and, while interesting, it isn't really the best thing ever.
If there's one message in the show, its that everybody dies. No exceptions. Spend your time here well.
People make terrible decisions in their lives, and end up living unhappy lives because they become stuck in it.
The show kinda says that if you're going to have prolonged unhappiness, you should probably do something about it.
26 June 2009
08 June 2009
Everything is a Conspiracy
We all joke about crazy people and their paranoia sometimes. 9/11 is one of those things.
In this case, he believes that there's an active person somewhere out there dedicating their life to making his life miserable. Every little instance of something on the computer going wrong can be attributed to this person 'hacking' into the computer.
"Why did the computer shut down by iteself?"
"The spyware scanner says that this registry has been changed."
and so on.
Of course, a novice user of the internet will probably get infected with spyware/virus eventually, but to attribute that to a malicious person out there is a little far gone. It's come to the point where the person would refuse to do anything on the Internet.
Person also asked me if there was something I'd like to say... because he thinks I've been compromised by the hacker as well. That the hacker has somehow coerced me to perpetuate the lie. Yeah.
Yeah.
In this case, he believes that there's an active person somewhere out there dedicating their life to making his life miserable. Every little instance of something on the computer going wrong can be attributed to this person 'hacking' into the computer.
"Why did the computer shut down by iteself?"
"The spyware scanner says that this registry has been changed."
and so on.
Of course, a novice user of the internet will probably get infected with spyware/virus eventually, but to attribute that to a malicious person out there is a little far gone. It's come to the point where the person would refuse to do anything on the Internet.
Person also asked me if there was something I'd like to say... because he thinks I've been compromised by the hacker as well. That the hacker has somehow coerced me to perpetuate the lie. Yeah.
Yeah.
06 June 2009
I guess you can say... UP is a downer.
Pixar seems to be able to make no wrong.
First it was Wall-E (Movie of the Millenium)
Now it is UP.
I have to say that the music in the first fifteen minutes of the film, combined with what's happening on the screen, had forced a strong emotional reaction from me. I couldn't stop crying. All the while little kids were screaming and yelling too. It was sweet watching this couple meet and share a dream. It was intensely sad to find that they were unable to fulfill their lifelong dreams due to different circumstances.
;_;
First it was Wall-E (Movie of the Millenium)
Now it is UP.
I have to say that the music in the first fifteen minutes of the film, combined with what's happening on the screen, had forced a strong emotional reaction from me. I couldn't stop crying. All the while little kids were screaming and yelling too. It was sweet watching this couple meet and share a dream. It was intensely sad to find that they were unable to fulfill their lifelong dreams due to different circumstances.
;_;
29 May 2009
Blame
The life you live is mostly determined by yourself. Nobody was scheming at your birth to make your life miserable.
I believe that most of us are blessed with a life that's not limited by problems of food, money, or shelter.
Thus, you ultimately shape how you became.
No matter how angry you are at what you are, you still don't have the right to treat other people like dirt. It isn't going to help you.
Don't feel sorry for yourself either. You would be stuck in a self-defeating/hating loop as your life becomes more miserable due to your inaction.
You still have time to change.
I believe that most of us are blessed with a life that's not limited by problems of food, money, or shelter.
Thus, you ultimately shape how you became.
No matter how angry you are at what you are, you still don't have the right to treat other people like dirt. It isn't going to help you.
Don't feel sorry for yourself either. You would be stuck in a self-defeating/hating loop as your life becomes more miserable due to your inaction.
You still have time to change.
25 May 2009
Perfectly Normal
I've been doing a lot of thinking recently and I've come to the conclusion that I don't want to die.
At least not from any illness or decapitation.
Yesterday, I was walking through the mall when I saw a pair of lovely kids running around bumping into things. It was all very cute until they started kicking into the air, and eventually they went up to perfectly normal strangers and started kicking them. The victim turned to them and told them to stop, but they won't. He lifted them up by the arms (hanging) and walked to the parents. I'm sure they had a good conversation, but it didn't feel right for me to listen.
Yesterday, I saw a woman die. She choked on her own vomit and nobody helped her by moving her to the side. Hey dying would have solved a lot of problem for everyone, but she didn't really deserve to die. Would I have done it in Mr. White's shoes? Or I have let her die the same way? Probably not. (You should all watch Breaking Bad.)
At least not from any illness or decapitation.
Yesterday, I was walking through the mall when I saw a pair of lovely kids running around bumping into things. It was all very cute until they started kicking into the air, and eventually they went up to perfectly normal strangers and started kicking them. The victim turned to them and told them to stop, but they won't. He lifted them up by the arms (hanging) and walked to the parents. I'm sure they had a good conversation, but it didn't feel right for me to listen.
Yesterday, I saw a woman die. She choked on her own vomit and nobody helped her by moving her to the side. Hey dying would have solved a lot of problem for everyone, but she didn't really deserve to die. Would I have done it in Mr. White's shoes? Or I have let her die the same way? Probably not. (You should all watch Breaking Bad.)
09 May 2009
Forsaken Class
This past week ranks pretty low in the scenes of my life.
Surveying class is brutal, especially when they squeeze the equivalent of a 13 week class into two weeks - 12 days (including saturdays).
I get home really tired and I just want to sleep, but there's like 1-2 hours of homework that needs to be done for the following day.
I just can't do this anymore.
Good thing there's only one more week.
Anyway, I'm still trying to get that Mars story up and running, I've got about two segments out of 7 done. I still think I can do it, but I just need to have it stew around in my mind some more.
Working on another thing that's kind of out there. It is interesting, but ideas jump very quickly and far apart.
Surveying class is brutal, especially when they squeeze the equivalent of a 13 week class into two weeks - 12 days (including saturdays).
I get home really tired and I just want to sleep, but there's like 1-2 hours of homework that needs to be done for the following day.
I just can't do this anymore.
Good thing there's only one more week.
Anyway, I'm still trying to get that Mars story up and running, I've got about two segments out of 7 done. I still think I can do it, but I just need to have it stew around in my mind some more.
Working on another thing that's kind of out there. It is interesting, but ideas jump very quickly and far apart.
06 March 2009
Who Watches the Watchmen
So, I've finished the Graphic Novel this week in anticipation for the movie.
I'm not very impressed by the movie. Yeah, it was a faithful-ish adaptation, but I felt that the movie didn't show how humanity had deteriorated on the streets. In the comic, it was evident that the streets weren't safe and was filled with thugs and gangs. There was a real sense that the world was ending.
The movie didn't illustrate this point well.
My second problem is I didn't think the source material was that great.
It was interesting, but kinda very boring at times. There's literally a part where there's a comic within a comic. It takes over some of the panels and is juxtaposed over events currently happening in the 'world'. I didn't care much for this technique. Basically, I was expecting more of the comic, but it doesn't mean the comic sucked. It felt more like a 7/10 story, maybe an 8/10 if they removed the annoying comic-within-a-comic part while delivering the same information.
I'm not very impressed by the movie. Yeah, it was a faithful-ish adaptation, but I felt that the movie didn't show how humanity had deteriorated on the streets. In the comic, it was evident that the streets weren't safe and was filled with thugs and gangs. There was a real sense that the world was ending.
The movie didn't illustrate this point well.
My second problem is I didn't think the source material was that great.
It was interesting, but kinda very boring at times. There's literally a part where there's a comic within a comic. It takes over some of the panels and is juxtaposed over events currently happening in the 'world'. I didn't care much for this technique. Basically, I was expecting more of the comic, but it doesn't mean the comic sucked. It felt more like a 7/10 story, maybe an 8/10 if they removed the annoying comic-within-a-comic part while delivering the same information.
21 February 2009
Fire. Alarm.
Saturday morning. 4 am.
Residence.
A blaring noise wakes you. It isn't the usual friendly song playing on your phone's alarm function. It is the sound of a half gimped bell ringing inside your apartment. From your closed door, you see flashing lights beneath and around the edges of the door.
It was scary.
The flash made it looked like an electrical fire.
So I was stumbling around in the room, trying to find my glasses and to turn on the real lights. When I did, I found myself woefully underdressed for inter-apartmental mingling, much less potentially -30C weather outside. ( I didn't have time to check the temperature.)
I put on some pants and a shirt. I put on two layers of jackets. It is much better to be overwarm than underwarm.
The department probably arrived in 15 or so minutes. I kinda wish this building was burnt down along with the rest of this town. Apparently some joker had a party on our floor and decided it was funny.
The really sad thing is that this is about the usual hour for us to wake up and go for work. Sad.
I'm going back to bed.
Residence.
A blaring noise wakes you. It isn't the usual friendly song playing on your phone's alarm function. It is the sound of a half gimped bell ringing inside your apartment. From your closed door, you see flashing lights beneath and around the edges of the door.
It was scary.
The flash made it looked like an electrical fire.
So I was stumbling around in the room, trying to find my glasses and to turn on the real lights. When I did, I found myself woefully underdressed for inter-apartmental mingling, much less potentially -30C weather outside. ( I didn't have time to check the temperature.)
I put on some pants and a shirt. I put on two layers of jackets. It is much better to be overwarm than underwarm.
The department probably arrived in 15 or so minutes. I kinda wish this building was burnt down along with the rest of this town. Apparently some joker had a party on our floor and decided it was funny.
The really sad thing is that this is about the usual hour for us to wake up and go for work. Sad.
I'm going back to bed.
07 February 2009
Computer done
I've done it.
I've built my own computer.
Windows 7 is working great right now, after I made a few minor tweaks.
Contemplating on whether I should do it on the notebook.
I've built my own computer.
Windows 7 is working great right now, after I made a few minor tweaks.
Contemplating on whether I should do it on the notebook.
26 January 2009
Dollars at Work.
So I just placed the order for my new compooter. I'll still have to build it.
The sad thing is that I think it'll arrive before the whole dell-box fiasco becomes resolved.
It still hasn't come yet. I have no idea what's happening anymore. The next time I speak to them, I won't be very happy.
Work is very, very tiring. No, it isn't physically or even mentally stimulating. It is the shear amount of un-work I have to do.
1) There's no internet, unless I can justify to my boss that I need it. (Well, I can get to the cbc news site, but that only provides maybe half an hour of news articles. They really need to update more often.)
2) My job requires me to call people, wait for people to call me back, and then get some information from them. Most of the time is spent tracking people down when they're away from their offices. When I'm not doing that, I am spending time making documents (following the format), and going to meetings.
3) I'm dying here, of boredom.
My co-worker/fellow-coop-student has even less to do than me. It is sad, really.
The sad thing is that I think it'll arrive before the whole dell-box fiasco becomes resolved.
It still hasn't come yet. I have no idea what's happening anymore. The next time I speak to them, I won't be very happy.
Work is very, very tiring. No, it isn't physically or even mentally stimulating. It is the shear amount of un-work I have to do.
1) There's no internet, unless I can justify to my boss that I need it. (Well, I can get to the cbc news site, but that only provides maybe half an hour of news articles. They really need to update more often.)
2) My job requires me to call people, wait for people to call me back, and then get some information from them. Most of the time is spent tracking people down when they're away from their offices. When I'm not doing that, I am spending time making documents (following the format), and going to meetings.
3) I'm dying here, of boredom.
My co-worker/fellow-coop-student has even less to do than me. It is sad, really.
14 January 2009
Dell. You.
Dell box hasn't arrived it. They delivered it to Richmond. I specifically told them to ship it here.
I have a huge urge to cover my face with my hands in disgust.
I have a huge urge to cover my face with my hands in disgust.
12 January 2009
Are you all North American?
Why yes, I am.
Today was the first actual day of work. I woke up at 5:08 am (that's 4:08am your time) to get ready for my 5:50 bus. I had to get up slightly earlier because I didn't know where the bus stop was. So I walked down the street looking for dorks just standing around. I found a group. Success.
The actual drive would have taken slightly over one hour, but the bus' movement ebbed and flowed in the traffic. By my estimate, it took 1h30m. Not that I care, I was sleeping on the bus.
When I first landed, I had no idea where I was supposed to go. There were no instructions or anything, so I went into the security desk and waited to ask the person.
"So you're a new hire? Go into the Consul."
"Where's the Consul?"
"Over there. Just follow the chains on the left and you'll see it."
So I go out and follow the instruction. The chain fence stopped about halfway. I didn't know where to go so I went ahead and asked someone.
"Excuse me for a second. I'm a new hire and I'm supposed to go to the Consul. Can you direct me to where that is?"
You have to understand that it is below -25 degrees out this hour in the morning. The guy didn't want to help me. He just wanted to go to the bus to go home.
" The what?"
"The Consul. Do you know where that is?"
"I've never heard of it."
"Well do you know where I should go as a new hire?"
"Probably over there to THAT building over there."
He runs off, and I went the direction he said.
I walked inside the building. Strangely quiet. I found a lady and said I was a new hire and I didn't know where to go. She has never heard of the Consul building. To her credit, she tried to help me get to where I'm supposed to, but she never actually found out. She just called for my 'leader', but he wasn't there. I was directed to go back into the main building. I instead went back to security.
I made her give me better instructions.
"You know that building at the vehicle gate? You go there."
"Thanks, that would have been a better description."
Again, I head out into the cold. I found the building she was describing. I saw a bunch of scruffy looking fellows and asked them if this where the new hires go. He said yes. Finally. The Consul.
Once I got inside, I met a bunch of other scruffy looking people. I tried to confirm with them. "Is this where the new hires go?"
They nodded.
A couple of seconds later, a guy walks in. "Are you all North Americans?"
I nodded.
"Anyone here a new hire?"
I said yes, along with another guy. The rest of the people were transfers.
"Oh you two are going to be staying for long." Queue laughter.
Something didn't seem right.
The instructor guy left the room after getting our names. He left to get a van. I stood there, listening to the people talk. They are seasoned veterans at... trucking? I don't think I'm supposed to be here. So, after about fifteen minutes of weighing the possibility of being in the wrong place, I stepped out. I saw the instructor.
"Excuse me, are Engineering new hires supposed to go through this too?"
"Engineering? You work for North American, right?"
"North American?"
"The company. Our company."
"No, Syncrude."
"You're in the wrong place, buddy."
To the security office I go.
"Hey again. I don't think I was supposed to go there."
"Oh. Let's see your contract."
I look around for my contract. I lost it.
"I lost it."
"Hm. What's your job title again?"
"Base Plant Projects"
"Base Plant... as in Mildred Lake?"
"No, it clearly said Aurora."
"I'm sorry. I usually work down at Mildred Lake. I'm just filling in for someone."
Eventually, she called someone who knew someone who knew where I was supposed to be.
Someone came and picked me up.
I didn't feel too bad about this though, they didn't know they were getting student workers either, so it was kind of a surprise.
Communication rocks!
Today was the first actual day of work. I woke up at 5:08 am (that's 4:08am your time) to get ready for my 5:50 bus. I had to get up slightly earlier because I didn't know where the bus stop was. So I walked down the street looking for dorks just standing around. I found a group. Success.
The actual drive would have taken slightly over one hour, but the bus' movement ebbed and flowed in the traffic. By my estimate, it took 1h30m. Not that I care, I was sleeping on the bus.
When I first landed, I had no idea where I was supposed to go. There were no instructions or anything, so I went into the security desk and waited to ask the person.
"So you're a new hire? Go into the Consul."
"Where's the Consul?"
"Over there. Just follow the chains on the left and you'll see it."
So I go out and follow the instruction. The chain fence stopped about halfway. I didn't know where to go so I went ahead and asked someone.
"Excuse me for a second. I'm a new hire and I'm supposed to go to the Consul. Can you direct me to where that is?"
You have to understand that it is below -25 degrees out this hour in the morning. The guy didn't want to help me. He just wanted to go to the bus to go home.
" The what?"
"The Consul. Do you know where that is?"
"I've never heard of it."
"Well do you know where I should go as a new hire?"
"Probably over there to THAT building over there."
He runs off, and I went the direction he said.
I walked inside the building. Strangely quiet. I found a lady and said I was a new hire and I didn't know where to go. She has never heard of the Consul building. To her credit, she tried to help me get to where I'm supposed to, but she never actually found out. She just called for my 'leader', but he wasn't there. I was directed to go back into the main building. I instead went back to security.
I made her give me better instructions.
"You know that building at the vehicle gate? You go there."
"Thanks, that would have been a better description."
Again, I head out into the cold. I found the building she was describing. I saw a bunch of scruffy looking fellows and asked them if this where the new hires go. He said yes. Finally. The Consul.
Once I got inside, I met a bunch of other scruffy looking people. I tried to confirm with them. "Is this where the new hires go?"
They nodded.
A couple of seconds later, a guy walks in. "Are you all North Americans?"
I nodded.
"Anyone here a new hire?"
I said yes, along with another guy. The rest of the people were transfers.
"Oh you two are going to be staying for long." Queue laughter.
Something didn't seem right.
The instructor guy left the room after getting our names. He left to get a van. I stood there, listening to the people talk. They are seasoned veterans at... trucking? I don't think I'm supposed to be here. So, after about fifteen minutes of weighing the possibility of being in the wrong place, I stepped out. I saw the instructor.
"Excuse me, are Engineering new hires supposed to go through this too?"
"Engineering? You work for North American, right?"
"North American?"
"The company. Our company."
"No, Syncrude."
"You're in the wrong place, buddy."
To the security office I go.
"Hey again. I don't think I was supposed to go there."
"Oh. Let's see your contract."
I look around for my contract. I lost it.
"I lost it."
"Hm. What's your job title again?"
"Base Plant Projects"
"Base Plant... as in Mildred Lake?"
"No, it clearly said Aurora."
"I'm sorry. I usually work down at Mildred Lake. I'm just filling in for someone."
Eventually, she called someone who knew someone who knew where I was supposed to be.
Someone came and picked me up.
I didn't feel too bad about this though, they didn't know they were getting student workers either, so it was kind of a surprise.
Communication rocks!
09 January 2009
State of half-dead.
I'm not sure what's happening with my computer, but it kinda works again. Sure, the power-charger is broken (doesn't detect battery), and the monitor is dead, but it still works when attached to an external monitor. What I find very curious is that 12 hours ago, it wouldn't start at all. It isn't because the machine wasn't dry because it was working the night before.
I'm just kinda glad I can still use it, for you know. that reason. withdrawal
I find it kind of funny that when I can't play WoW anymore, my second urge is to write something. Blogging, or short story, or whatever. I see things and think to myself: T"his is interesting, I should write it down." When I do get a chance, however, I go back to playing the game. Well, not anymore! I'm putting that on top of my priority list... just after I finish that jewelcrafting daily.
-
On a side note, it is a baumy -20 degrees centigrade outside. Absolutely beautiful weather. I love it, except for all the driving in town that I have to do. It is incredibly annoying to have to plug/unplug my block heater, then clear my windshield, then wait for the car to warm up. It adds about 4-5 minutes to any trip.
I'm not sure what kind of heating they use in here, but I think it involves dehumidifying. I am finding that I need to drink a lot more liquids, or my lips chap. Because of this dryness, I get 4-5 static shocks everyday from interacting with things in the apartment. Hella annoying.
I'm just kinda glad I can still use it, for you know. that reason. withdrawal
I find it kind of funny that when I can't play WoW anymore, my second urge is to write something. Blogging, or short story, or whatever. I see things and think to myself: T"his is interesting, I should write it down." When I do get a chance, however, I go back to playing the game. Well, not anymore! I'm putting that on top of my priority list... just after I finish that jewelcrafting daily.
-
On a side note, it is a baumy -20 degrees centigrade outside. Absolutely beautiful weather. I love it, except for all the driving in town that I have to do. It is incredibly annoying to have to plug/unplug my block heater, then clear my windshield, then wait for the car to warm up. It adds about 4-5 minutes to any trip.
I'm not sure what kind of heating they use in here, but I think it involves dehumidifying. I am finding that I need to drink a lot more liquids, or my lips chap. Because of this dryness, I get 4-5 static shocks everyday from interacting with things in the apartment. Hella annoying.
08 January 2009
Water is bad
Protips: 1) always backup. 2) keep room and floor clear 3) secure a
place to put computer / keep away from nightstand. 4)don't spill water
on to computer in the dark of night( or whenever)
place to put computer / keep away from nightstand. 4)don't spill water
on to computer in the dark of night( or whenever)
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Sent from my mobile device
06 January 2009
Alive and well in Fort McMurray.
1) It is cold here.
2) My room-mate's name is Tyler. He is a geek. Star Trek, Star Gate, Battlestar. Plays Counterstrike Source mostly. He sometimes plays World of Warcraft (He has a level 40 paladin).
3) I can get just about anything here in Fort McMurray. What I can't get, I can probably acquire via the Internet.
4) There's nothing to do here except hide inside my house, which I kinda enjoy, but when the house involves pretty much nothing...
5) There's no part 5.
6) I've been dreaming a lot lately, mostly involving people from High school (Gary, Oliver, people I don't talk to anymore, etc) and mostly in Richmond. Strange that I still have such vivid memories of something that's 3-4 years ago now.
2) My room-mate's name is Tyler. He is a geek. Star Trek, Star Gate, Battlestar. Plays Counterstrike Source mostly. He sometimes plays World of Warcraft (He has a level 40 paladin).
3) I can get just about anything here in Fort McMurray. What I can't get, I can probably acquire via the Internet.
4) There's nothing to do here except hide inside my house, which I kinda enjoy, but when the house involves pretty much nothing...
5) There's no part 5.
6) I've been dreaming a lot lately, mostly involving people from High school (Gary, Oliver, people I don't talk to anymore, etc) and mostly in Richmond. Strange that I still have such vivid memories of something that's 3-4 years ago now.
01 January 2009
Freezepop
Driving in subzero temperature is pretty fun. I had a lot of fun today.
Everything was cool when I was driving, but when I wasn't... things got scary.
The car lost control three times, and the driver opted to stop the car completely.
I'm not letting anyone else drive my car anymore.
Oh, and my pristine glass is broken again.
Everything was cool when I was driving, but when I wasn't... things got scary.
The car lost control three times, and the driver opted to stop the car completely.
I'm not letting anyone else drive my car anymore.
Oh, and my pristine glass is broken again.
26 December 2008
Fistibop Day
aka Boxing Day, for all you gents.
I find the entire concept of the day to be hilarious. Waiting an entire year, people are willing to camp out hours early to save maybe 30% on an outdated product. Would the opportunity cost of having the item be worth it? Depends on the person, I guess. Maybe I'm thinking this way because I'm not willing to go out this time. I don't have anything to buy. And I hate crowds of people. And I hate people. And I hate people driving like idiots on the road.
I wonder how long this day of fistibopping can last, especially with the 'economic crisis'. Sure, Black Friday this year had a decent (profitable) turnout, but we've all had a little more time to digest this inevitable economic collapse. I can't really imagine next year's to be really busy. The reason why this year's will be successful is because people have this pent-up rage the entire year to wait until Fistibop Day to splurge their money all over the register. It'll be the last insane buy they will do. Anyway, I hope you all had a good hunt and bought what you wanted.
I'm leaving on January 1st. I will be going alone, and I will take 3 days to drive for a total of 21 hours towards Fort McMurray. This should be good assuming no delays or accidents. If I do die, well.
I find the entire concept of the day to be hilarious. Waiting an entire year, people are willing to camp out hours early to save maybe 30% on an outdated product. Would the opportunity cost of having the item be worth it? Depends on the person, I guess. Maybe I'm thinking this way because I'm not willing to go out this time. I don't have anything to buy. And I hate crowds of people. And I hate people. And I hate people driving like idiots on the road.
I wonder how long this day of fistibopping can last, especially with the 'economic crisis'. Sure, Black Friday this year had a decent (profitable) turnout, but we've all had a little more time to digest this inevitable economic collapse. I can't really imagine next year's to be really busy. The reason why this year's will be successful is because people have this pent-up rage the entire year to wait until Fistibop Day to splurge their money all over the register. It'll be the last insane buy they will do. Anyway, I hope you all had a good hunt and bought what you wanted.
I'm leaving on January 1st. I will be going alone, and I will take 3 days to drive for a total of 21 hours towards Fort McMurray. This should be good assuming no delays or accidents. If I do die, well.
19 December 2008
The Interview
was a huge success, apparently.
I gauge this on the fact that I was hired for the position. Though the details haven't come yet, (they were late with the HR, so the contract is coming on Monday), I do know some things.
1) 8 months total. 4 at one mine, 4 at the other.
2) Alberta.
3) Pay is pretty good, considering rent is free. (paid by company)
I'm gonna be missing for some time.
Have fun, guys.
I gauge this on the fact that I was hired for the position. Though the details haven't come yet, (they were late with the HR, so the contract is coming on Monday), I do know some things.
1) 8 months total. 4 at one mine, 4 at the other.
2) Alberta.
3) Pay is pretty good, considering rent is free. (paid by company)
I'm gonna be missing for some time.
Have fun, guys.
17 December 2008
Officially done
Today, I had my final final. It feels great to be relieved of this burden. I can relax now, and do what I want when I want. I don't really want to think about school anymore, mostly because thinking about it won't change anything. What's done is done.
Curiously, I received a phone call from the Engineering Co-op office today about an interview with the company Syncrude for a job in the Oil Sands. Strange because I never sent in a resume. They sent it in for me. Even more strange is that I've left the Co-op program for ~8 months now, with no contact with them. The interview is at 8am. This means that I should have had it by the time this is done.
It is a little bit early for me, but I guess that's fine. I don't really care if I work during this upcoming semester or not. Not going to screw up this interview on purpose either.
Curiously, I received a phone call from the Engineering Co-op office today about an interview with the company Syncrude for a job in the Oil Sands. Strange because I never sent in a resume. They sent it in for me. Even more strange is that I've left the Co-op program for ~8 months now, with no contact with them. The interview is at 8am. This means that I should have had it by the time this is done.
It is a little bit early for me, but I guess that's fine. I don't really care if I work during this upcoming semester or not. Not going to screw up this interview on purpose either.
24 November 2008
Haircuts
They're terrible.
I guess I've had a sheltered life or something because I always have difficulty getting my hair cut. I usually never go until I can't stand the constant badgering of people around me concerning my long hair. The problem is that I'm not used to getting them.
Never quite know what kind of hairstyle that I want because I don't know any of the style's names. I'd tell him to but my
standard, except they might not know what standard is. I just tell them to cut it short, which is so vague that I never know what the outcome would be.
Ugh, sometimes I get the urge to shave it all off.
I actually want to see myself go bald for a short while.
I want to dye my hair to something grey/whitish.
Maybe next time.
I guess I've had a sheltered life or something because I always have difficulty getting my hair cut. I usually never go until I can't stand the constant badgering of people around me concerning my long hair. The problem is that I'm not used to getting them.
Never quite know what kind of hairstyle that I want because I don't know any of the style's names. I'd tell him to but my
standard, except they might not know what standard is. I just tell them to cut it short, which is so vague that I never know what the outcome would be.
Ugh, sometimes I get the urge to shave it all off.
I actually want to see myself go bald for a short while.
I want to dye my hair to something grey/whitish.
Maybe next time.
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