Well maybe not all over

As you may know, my homepage is my blog, because I have links on it to pretty much any site that I'd want to go to. For some reason, I insist on typing in www.blogger.com even though there resides at the top of my blog an ad-bar with a link to it. I guess, I don't want to support the random intrusion, even if it might prove useful. Kevin, I recall a blog a while back of yours that said how to get rid of it. Does that still work?

The days starting this July have been a learning experience for me. They were quite rough, but I quashed my pride and solved a problem I believed to be unsolvable. Now, life is quite sweet. Alana and I had some good talks and I would have to say that we are really happy.

I spent time at Cowichan Lake with my Mom's parents for two days after dry grad. On the day I came home, I saw Amay briefly, to whom I have not spoken much in the past while. I also spent time with Alana. We went to Tim Hortons, where we ran into Jenn. We proceeded home and I signed up for my courses on SFU. I'm going to have to walk to the next building in between my lectures. >:@ It was fun talking to Alana.

That evening, I went back to Cowichan to see my Dad's sister, his wife and their two children. I didn't fall asleep until 2am that night, because I was thinking. Then I woke up at 5am STILL thinking. Anyways, I couldn't phone Alana until this decent time of 8:30. Business doesn't really start until then, so I just did some pre-office hour work and wrote my thoughts down.

I selfishly woke David up at 6 o'clock to go wakeboarding cuz I had an inexplicable source of energy. We also got up my dad so we could go on the smooth water at 6am. It was pro. I busted out a small indy grab (my first ever so I was ecstatic). It should be noted that it is virtually impossible to jump the wake in our boat, cuz we don't have a tower, so when I landed my indy I was in the middle of the wake. I tried it again, but I bailed harshly and hit my head on the water, but I didn't really care after that first wave of euphoria that comes from landing a new trick.

I did end up phoning Alana at 8:30am. I humbled myself and said what I wanted to say. That day was spent counting down until 6:30pm when I said I'd call her again. I broke down and called her at 6am, but just got Catherine. From 6:30, when I did get Alana on the phone, we pretty much talked until 2:45am. There were a couple breaks for my dinner and letting my uncle use the phone, but virtually the whole time was talking and talking and talking. That night I actually slept well.

Today, well it is still Wednesday in my mind, was good. I got up at 11:30am (still at Cowichan remember) and ate lunch. I was excessively stiff, considering the minute amount of physical exercise I had done. Besides wakeboarding, the most strenuous things I had done were rocking out to Slipknot and Korn on David's half-broken iPod and probably having my neck in weird positions while on the phone.

Wednesday was a lazy day until getting home. When I got home I drove to pick up Alana and we went to Swy-Alana. I ran an errand to Save On to get milk for my Mom and also got chocolate. Alana and I went to Starbucks at Country Club and then chez moi. That is how we came to be happy.

I am home one more day Thursday and will be taking the 5:10pm ferry on Friday and going to Whistler. I have no idea why they gimped the ferry schedule after the ferry crashed, when they ended up keeping the ferry at fault in service anyways. If I seem neglectful in computer/blogging/telephone upkeep then I apologise. Hopefully, this blog will keep ppl posted.

I'll probably get to your email in the next couple days Kevin. For now, you angrily souled folks, I suggest checking out some "System of a Down", "Slipknot" or "Korn"; however, if you are feeling more at peace with yourself, try some "Our Lady Peace", "Alter Bridge" or "Stone Temple Pilots" (The newer the STP stuff, the more emo and popish it gets, so listen to it at your own discretion. The core of good STP is actually found on their album "Core")