<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:38:03.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An insight into Bryan's life... by Bryan...</title><subtitle type='html'>My blog, partially just happening in my life, but a lot of meaningless griping as well.  Happy!  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So I find myself at home watching the Oilers game.  We WON!!!!!!!  Ok not "we", but they're Canadian so close enough.  Bah... I've missed out on 2 days of work cause of this damn cold and I'm missing it again tomorrow.  This does however give me more time to find a place to live.  Everything is still mighty complicated, only thing I know is that if anyone needs to contact me during July either call my cell or hopefully I'll be online at some point.  I'll have something further figured out in about a week or 2.  Ah well, until then work work work.  I'm having a lot of things going on right now and can't believe some of the things that I'm actaully worried about.  I need a sign, but because of how things are even if a choice was clear I wouldn't know it.  *sigh*  Well life goes on and in about another 5-6 months hopefully things will be fantastic, but 5 months is a really long time...  So don't be offended if I'm a terrible friend for a while, but I know most of you will understand.  Anyhoo... time for more sleep.  Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-115060246039710259?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/115060246039710259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/115060246039710259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115060246039710259' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-115017399177223092</id><published>2006-06-13T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:46:31.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty... So it's been a while, but a lot has happened!  Prom and Music Banquet were both great, even if I really wasn't supposed to be there.  Hard to believe it was already that time of year again and that all of the important people to me are going to be leaving on thier own.  I really hope I keep in touch with all of you, because as busy as I am right now I really don't know how I could have gotten through my dramatic life without you.  You all know who you are, so even if I'm a busy jerk, just send me an email every now and then cause you're all still great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As complicated as my life is the job is actaully looking pretty damn good.  I got my first promotion on Thursday and am on my way up.  I just really hope this job works out, because as most of you know my life is really damn complicated now.  Going to be out on my own pretty soon and it is finally decided that I am definitly going to be taking a year off.  So although I won't be at school I'll be working pretty much 24/7, so that's why I really do hope to keep in contact with you all.  The job is going quite well though and considering I work pretty much 10am-10pm you can realize I'm quite tired and haven't had much time to blog.  There are a few issues floating in my head though, old issues, but issues none the less.  I'm kind of getting sick and tired of it, because I'm an idiot.  At the same time... bleh.  Trying to figure this out is killing me, but I'm so busy it doesn't worry most of the time.  You all know, so lets leave it at that.  I'll be back soon I hope, so later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-115017399177223092?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/115017399177223092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/115017399177223092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115017399177223092' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-114593095666866474</id><published>2006-04-24T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T22:14:41.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bio.... first exam of the week. Two more tomorrow :( But I'm here distracting myself, more so a break to let my brain think about other things. 5 exams in 5 days... *sigh* I jsut need to make sure I pass chem and calc, those are really the only ones I care about, because for my other 3 courses I could get 0 on the final exam and still pass. I am so glad this is my last week though. Sumemr will begin and Bryan will be able to be sociable and be friends to those who deserve it and who I hardly ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job on Friday to anyone in Cabaret!  It was halarious, praise all around!  Really made me miss high school, well a lot of things about it.  Even just chilling afterwards *sigh* those were the good old days.  Hopefully summer will bring a lot more of that.  Oh!  Who forgot thier scarf in my car that night?  I know Anaita knows she left her box of cookies :P  But if it's yours just let me know and I'll bring it back when I can.  Great job again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actaully decently excited for prom, even though mine was last year, I have a lot of really close friends graduating this year. Took a while for the final decision to be made, but yes I'm going with Cat. Now I just need to find out where I'm going to be after... been a while since I've been to a good party. Although it really is more just the hype of prom that people enjoy and not prom itself, it's still good just to be with everyone. *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even summer is loking really good for me. I found what seems could be a really sweet job. With a company called BlueRock Media, it is just an entry level position and yes it's purely commisson, but there seems to be so much potential with it. Yes commisson and the door to door thing seems to be kind of dumb, or so I thought at first, but BlueRock doesn't try selling anything. It's basically just a protection plan to keep your hydro and gas rates down. It makes so much sense to do, but it's jsut my job to let people know how to save money and that I'm not actaully "selling" anything. Just tying to save you some money. That isn't the best part though. It's the promotional possitions available that make this so exciting. The reason they were hiring now is because they want to train people from the bottom up to become managers or owner that will open up thier own companies. My manager right now became a manager within 5 months and is rolling in money now :P So depending on how this sumer goes, I may take a year off to see where this can go. If I can become a manager that would be sweet, because that might end up being a permanent job for me and I can join up with Freedom 35 :P But this is all just speculation and I'm getting far too ahead of myself. Looks like a good opportunity though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after exams I start work and I'll update you on how things are going. Would rather be worried about my job, but exams are here, must own. Hm... the ladies situation even seems to be less important than this now, must be important :p Anyhoo... later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-114593095666866474?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114593095666866474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114593095666866474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114593095666866474' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-114445338151672619</id><published>2006-04-07T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:43:47.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No Seema, you may not remove me from your links :P Surprised someone still checks on this, but I'm glad it's at least a good friend like you. So today was my last day of classes, *phew* was a stressful last week with assignments piling on like a dump truck. So now 2 weeks off! Unfortunately I have 5 exams within 5 days starting on the 24th... so the year isn't quite over yet. Too bad I'm not in gr 12 anymore, cause I hear tonight is Wakeathon. You know I'd be the life of the party if I was there! But these 2 weeks off really call for studying. So I'll be visiting Markham more often after they're over. I can't believe I don't have anything due next week though, feels like something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where I left off last time... I really have no idea what kind of major or program I want to go into. Teaching still seems to be the direction I'm heading in, but I hear they really don't need too many Bio teachers. So we'll have to see where this goes. I feel like I have to choose what I'm going to do for the rest of my life, but there's so much out there I don't know about. But we'll see where it goes after my exams finish. So end of the year, summer here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-114445338151672619?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114445338151672619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114445338151672619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114445338151672619' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-114343695503822402</id><published>2006-03-27T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:22:35.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've come to realize that even without posting my mind still fills with useless junk and angst against all things female.  So here I am again.  Why?  I have no idea!  Considering this is the time when I should be working on assignments and studying for my finals which are in a month, this should be a big waste of time.  So here comes yet another pitiful restart of this damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveyone on the planet should be forced to get a retail job at some point in thier pitiful lives.  It really would make the world go round just that much more efficiently.  The other day a woman came up to me and asked "Does the starter kit come with more than just the tank?"  For all of you wondering, I work at PetSmart.  Yes they've recently changed it from PetsMart to PetSmart.  What do the words "starter kit" imply?  I love the fact that right on the box covering about a quarter of the front it says "Starter Kit Includes:" and lists off about 10-15ish different things.  I really wonder why some people own pets.  That was jsut my rant about dumb people.  The other thing that kills me is facing.  If you've never worked in retail, facing is basically lining up all of the products on the shelves and straigtening them out.  People have no respect when they take things off the shelves.  Now I don't mind this horribly because I know I do it too and most of the time it's out of spite.  But people hide things, thinking that because it's hidden it will find its way to its original place faster.  Leaving it in the open makes it easier to spot.  Bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into quite the bitter old man.  But in all honesty, its a great place to work (right Auda?).  Everybody is your friend, even the managers.  They pretty much pay me to talk to friends all day and I love it.  Now as for summer... need money so we'll see.  Only two weeks left until classes end, so I'll visit Markham soon enough again.  Next post... complain about school or women...?  Maybe something else will come up, until then later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-114343695503822402?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114343695503822402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/114343695503822402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114343695503822402' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-113340822235969623</id><published>2005-11-30T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:37:02.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sept 26... that was my last post... very sad.  But it's not like a lot of interesting things have been happening in my life, just school and me being me.  I probably won't post very often anymore as you all can probably tell, or at least not until I hire Lisa or mabe Juli to uberfy my layout.  Of course I've made this attempt before, but alas I'm too busy as are they. I really don't have much to say anyways.  Life hasn't been too inspiring lately and I'm spiraling downwards into some sort of depressing state of no return.  I'm kind of just hoping to live through this year and hope things are better if I get to go to St. George next year.  So until I am magically happy and normal Bryan again I probably won't post.  Until then if any of you have the uncanny need to make a crazy layout for me, let me know, then I may be inspired to put all of your hard work to use and post like a feind.  Toodles world, until we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-113340822235969623?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/113340822235969623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/113340822235969623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113340822235969623' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-112778941566688459</id><published>2005-09-26T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:17:39.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is life good? I'm not sure how to explain everything that I've gone through this summer. Not only have I moved decently far away from my close friends, but I kind of feel like I'm drifting from a lot of people as well. It's been more than 2 months since I've posted, so you can assume I have a lot of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start though... well I am now far away as you probably know, well far meaning about 20 min from good old Markham. But I drive fast so visiting isn't that hard. The distance does really make a huge difference though, its not like I can hop on a bus now to hang out with people at the mall or even walk around near home with friends. But it had to happen, I'm getting old and must do old things, such as university and geting a job and such. I've finally gotten a decent job at PetsMart, so much better than Crappy Tire. Only have to work once a week and everyone is so nice. Nice to have managers that understand that school is important and will let you keep a job even though you can only work once a week. So money is coming in, I'm meeting new faces at school, and a new chapter of my life seems to be opening well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U of T has been pretty low key so far. I was sick during frosh week, which sucked, so I have social butterflyness to catch up on. Everything is review so far as well, so I'm not doing to bad. I really like the electives I've taken, the profs are actaully pretty cool. Either that or they're so weird I like them. It still feels a little high schoolish though. Everyday I know what my plan is, I go to school, take classes, go home, do homework, and wait for the weekend to come to let me have a social life. I guess thats the benefit of being out on your own, you get to choose when you go out and don't have to worry about a mother worrying where you are or if you will be able to get the car. But I like my room and living with my mom is pretty good to. I still feel a little under pressure about being a son that must follow a mothers orders, but I suppose if I'm living here it's the least I can do. So independance will have to wait until next year, but I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to summer though. I've transitioned into where I am and who I am now, or I'm working on it. This summer let me down a little. I had fun and all, but it was so confusing and emotionally demanding as well. I really don't know where I stand on one topic and I've finally solidified another. I would be more direct, but you know me, I like leaving a little mystery for those of you that are a little out of the loop. Obviously if it's a Bryan issue it's about women. Seems like that's usually the only thing wrong, but at the moment I'm just feeling sentimental and I'm missing everything, well not to be trite but I miss "the way things used to be". The "ladies" situation isn't going well exactly and I've come to the conclusion that it isn't really fate that brings two people together, it's if one of the two people has the proverbial "balls" to start talking to the other. Which at the moment I seem to be lacking in all entirety. UTSC is major brown/asiatown though, most who are too hardcore brown/asian for me to even think about trying to talk to. So although you would think there are bountiful amounts of people to meet, it dpends on what types of people you like to talk to. I have met quite a few really cool people though, just from the good old *handshake * "Hey I'm Bryan, how's it going?" Though these have all been guys, women are just plain intimidating these days and seem incredibly academically inclined. Almost like if I inturrupted thier note taking to say "Hi" they would pull off some crazy ninja moves and kill me. Of course I'm sure I've just hit some kind of wall that I'll get over soon. But as you might have been able to sense from my rambling, I really have no sense of direction now, but I'm not really looking. I'm either waiting for fate, which I just ironically said doesn't exist, or for someone to approach me. I have noticed that the single life does provide you with a lot more time than you ever thought possible. It's hard being the usual "Bryan" around hundreds of people I don't know. Much easier making a fool of myself when I know who the people laughing at me are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's kind of my summer update/begining of university update. There's a lot more but I'm sure most of you didn't make it though it all. I hope to be back here soon, seems like I have more time on my hands now that I've figured out and gotten used to the school schedule. I miss you all back in Markham. If I could I'd name every person that ever impacted me in high school and write a few words about them in here, but that would take me a lifetime and a half. You all know who you are, so I'll keep trying to stay in touch. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Do I be incredibly blunt to see what you say or wait until there's some kind of magic moment that might never arrive?&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Email me if you want to see Corpse Bride this weekend, Tim Burton is my hero!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: No I'm not depressed, I just have a different perspective now.  Mature possibly?  That'll be the day!  lol  I'll be light hearted and ridiculously innapropriate for my next post just to make up for today's random splurge of manly emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit* This is a quote from John Mayer before he sang Love Song For No One live and I found it halariously truthful:&lt;br /&gt;"This is a song about talking to a person you haven't even met yet.  Maybe they're rolling around the hay with someone else, but they're not as good as you'll be.  You just gotta wait your turn.  She's out there, he's out there.  Theyre just learning what to contrast you against. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-112778941566688459?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112778941566688459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112778941566688459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112778941566688459' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-112105120186739018</id><published>2005-07-10T22:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:06:41.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of this past Friday, I am no longer a resident of the Unionville community.  I'm going to miss it.  I mean I've lived there for 17 years.  Used to live in Scarborough like everyone else in Canada, but moved when I was one.  So not really significant, but 17 years!  It shall be missed... it hasn't quite sunken in yet that I no longer live there.  Any time I'm going home from somewhere  in Markham or Unionville I think "Time to go home to 530 Carlton... wait... crap I'm not there anymore!" So it'll take some getting used to.  I'll still be around though, so don't any of you worry, I will be seeing you all still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past few weeks have jsut been filled with moving and boxes and such, so I've had absolutely no time for blogging.  I usually would get home past midnight and leave pretty damn early.  Lack of sleep makes one not want to blog.  So hopefully I'll have more time now.  I've at least had time for a few good parties, good times all, Happy B-day Dave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is complicated and I'm faced with somethign that I never thought I'd have to face.  No it's nothing life threatening, or I don't think so anyways.  It's just something personal.  I just hope that in the end no one thinks I'm a jerk or that the people involved aren't hurt.  If you don;t know what I'm talking about, I'm sure you'll find out later.  It's just one of those things that you can only figure out on your own.  I don't even know why I'm saying this here.  It's not a cry for pity, I guess just a cry out in general.  So much in my life is happening at once and if I don't solve something soon I'll probably go insane.  But anyways... I've blurted enough.  Cheers to summer and I hope to see you all soon!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If I made one of these that actaully meant anything there would ahve to be like 50 just to make me happy that I've spoken my mind, so lets leave it at one :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-112105120186739018?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112105120186739018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112105120186739018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112105120186739018' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-112010412936778232</id><published>2005-06-29T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T00:06:16.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back again in record time, one week :P  One mistake from the last post... I can't believe I forgot to mention prom!  Obviosuly the highlight of any high school career: limos, friends, food, after parties, and lots of pretty people.  Need I say more?  Congrats to everyone that finally made it, it's been a long run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What could possibly happen in one week you might ask?  Well the Music Council social was on Friday, good stuff Kristen!  Pools are always fun!  Speaking of pools, Sunday rolled around and Joyce had her B-day party!  Happy Birthday Joyce!  Speaking of Birthdays, on Monday and Tuesday the triad-couples (Ha!  Asian joke!) tried triple dating again and we celebrated Ken's birthday with movies and sushi!  Happy Birthday Ken!  And just for the hell of it Happy Birthday Cato!  Just because I must recognize the 1 of my 2 close black friends.  You make life fun and I'm glad you can handle all of our black jokes, you know you're Asian on the inside!  Unlike me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then there was today... lots of driving... luckily Yvonne was able to come with me to pick up my mom from her friends cottage.  Pro navigator ;)  I'm pretty sure overall we drove more than 6 hours today... I'm used to it though.  Round trips across the states, East and West coast trips, they all add up to making me used to long car rides.  2 hours seems to go by pretty fast now.    That's all for now though, hope to update soon, but the computer might be out of commission for a few days.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PS: Dan looking forward to next week!&lt;br /&gt; PPS: *Dun dun dun!*&lt;br /&gt; PPPS: Thanks for the sign Kemper, it's already up at the condo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-112010412936778232?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112010412936778232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/112010412936778232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112010412936778232' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-111949553592141847</id><published>2005-06-22T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:58:55.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that even more time has passed I thought it was time to rejuvinate this bad boy since I have free time on my hands now.  I've been done school since last Wednesday after my Chem exam and I've been loving the lack of pressure from school.  Well as you can see I lied about updateing after the Chem project... but I plan to make up for that and update almost daily from now on, unless it's the time that I'm moving into my new place, meaning I'll have no access to a computer for at least a day or two.  Now is the time that I'll update you all on my life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Well way back when I went to Italy!  It was soooooo nice!   Great friends and teachers!  something that I'll never forget and if you ever happen to pop by my place for some reason I'll show you pictures.  Or once I figure out how to link stuff so I can put them on Image Station.  I'm so glad that all who went were there, you made the best highschool trip ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that... well that was the big one.  Then there were lots of music related events.  Such as Cabaret!  Good job to all the performed, you were all great!  There was also the last Markahm Spring Concert that I would ever perform in... I will miss you MDHS Music!  Don't worry those of you staying back, I'll be back to visit, just make sure one of you buys me a concert ticket when it rolls around.  Hm.. what else?  I can't really think of anything huge, which means I'll have to gloat a little.  I'm finally done calc!  Well to be more precise I was done about 3 weeks ago.  It's nice to know that a math mark at the end of the year is about 40 percent higher than at the begining of the year.  AP calc rapes, night school rejuvinates.  Woot for 90%!  And I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than school... wait!  There is still University to talk about.  Unfortunately I didn't make it into Mac, but... I'm going to U of T for Life Sci!  Could have been much much worse, so I'm quite pleased with myself.  It seems like this year has been a big split between Mac and U of T.  So many people going to either of the 2!  Fortunately I'll have the car most of the time and will be able to commute to school.  It's nice knowing that I'll only have to move once.  Actually, I haven't talked about the move much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving very soon, the closing date is in about 2 weeks, although we sold the house months ago.  Smaller condo, just me and my mom.  Yes I'll spend first year Uni with my mother, but at least I'll get the car and not have to pay res.  It'll be interesting, but her job keeps her out of town a lot so I'll be on my own a lot anyways, cooking and cleaning and such.  Much like I'm doing these days anyways, so it won't be bad at all.  So I'll be pretty much moved in by... this Wednesday.  I'll probably throw a few shindigs to break the place in, but it is a condo, so that's why there will need to be a few smaller ones.  I'll inform you all later and tell you what the condo life is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life these days... is interesting as some would like to say.  Very busy with too many things going through my mind.  Trying to work everything out by yourself is quite a challenge.  Even still I've been "pondering to myself" and have worked things out.  Most of you are just like "???..."  But if you know what this means then good.  All I can really say is the the future looks bright.  *Future* (insert inside joke here) School is all good and now I just need to find a job to make sure I don't die of... not being able to do things socially due to lack of funding.  Unless all of you want to pay for my... "entertainment" I'm trying to keep it PG, (no drinking in family movies) and I did not mean adult entertainment by "entertainment."  You're all so immature :P  Yes it's ironic I said this, so don't take it personally.  I'm just in a good mood no that I've had some time to think.  I do believe this is all for now though, I'll be back soon though, this I promise!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks for talking to me those of you that did&lt;br /&gt;PPS: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; complicate my life!  But I still luv ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Summer!  Yay!  Partay down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-111949553592141847?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/111949553592141847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/111949553592141847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111949553592141847' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-111542287909355738</id><published>2005-05-06T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:41:19.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self: UPDATE MORE @#*%$+*#!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am alive and kicking, but the blogging life seemed to fade for some reason.  I'm going to try getting back into it.  It really does help sometimes just to think out loud and to tell about all the good or bad things going on in my life, just in case any of you out there are interested.  So this is not an official post, but a post saying I shall be posting soon.  Hopefully tonight, after I work on my chem project with Cadorin.  Later days!  Well... more like see you tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-111542287909355738?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/111542287909355738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/111542287909355738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111542287909355738' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110948122557901358</id><published>2005-02-27T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T00:13:45.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good.  Made a post before March got here!  Well, many things have happened lately.  Good old Valentines came around, my birthday, and lots (hell of a lot!) of music.  Valentine's day was special, but only because I had a special someone there &lt;3  I just love this holiday, even though all it does is drain money, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for music!  MDHS kicked ass all round as usual!  Damn gr 9s... gave us a Silver... but I'm sure they'll make it up next year and get us a Gold.  So busy though!  Jazz did well too, all Golds!  Too lazy to go on... I will later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18!!!  Yay for lottery tickets, porn, voting, and... well not much else.  But yay anyways!  Looking forward to next weekend!  RSVP ASAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very short post... but hey I'm busy and at least I posted!  No PS's for today, can't think.  Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110948122557901358?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110948122557901358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110948122557901358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110948122557901358' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110810549624697121</id><published>2005-02-11T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T02:04:56.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been far too long, but at least I haven't hit the 1 month mark.  It's about 1 am, what am I doing up?  Cleaning the house, contemplating things, the usual.  A lot has happened in the past few weeks, but I probably won't be able to list them all.  Plus I want to keep this short since it's late and sleep is quite inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams flew by like a whirwind of... deadly paper-cut delivering sheets of death!  It could have gone better, but also much much worse.  Unfortunately I didn't get the 90% in calc that I wanted, meaning here I come night school!  This first week of night school has been slow, but not really boring.  The information is really easy, sicne we've started back on the basics, but they throw enough at you to keep you busy.  So far a big 100% at night school, based on 1 quiz.  I will cry the day I get a mark off on a test or quiz breaking that barrier of goodness.  Not literally, but it would be nice to keep a 100% for a few weeks, all im really expecting is a high 80 to low 90, which is quite attainable.  Just must try hard!  Pumped for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the romantic side of life... I can't believe a month has already gone by.  I was talking to Jodi about this and it did go by so fast, but seemed to mean so much more.  Dinner and a movie, simple, but sweet, plus a cute photo that I still look at every day ^_^  You know what I'd say Yvonne, "the eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart" Love you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that we had quite the interesting "date".  Bolwing mania with 2 other couples leads to some intersting playing.  I was so the odd man out at lunch... damn my inability to speak chinese!  But I know that if I did know how to speak chinese I would totally be fob, don't really know why, but I can just see it.  Its better this way!  "Thinnly skinned banana :P"  Was a great day though, should do it again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new and upcoming?  Obviously the one holiday you either dread or love, and lots of music!  Festival times always hit in February, so I'm going to be busy next week, btu I can't wait to perform/watch other talented schools.  I just hope I don't accidentally go watch a terrible school *shudder*.  I find it rather funny how I do like Valentine's so much.  I am an utterly hopeless romantic, but I've also had a girlfriend for the past 3 V-days.  Coincidence?  Maybe, maybe not.  I can truely say that it is over rated, but if you do have feelings for someone it give you some initiative/incentive to do something about it.  So it's a good holiday, but it's also a big consumer whore day, and yes I am one of those consumer whores!  What can I say?  Hopeless romantic in motion.  The V-day fun will follow soon, but until then you get to be suspended in suspence or can go make some fun of your own.  *wink wink nudge nudge*  Hopefully I'll update again before the 2 big days!  V-day and the big 18!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: What would I do without you? I can't go a moment without thinking about you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;PSS: 18 arriving soon!  Lottery tickets and porn to come?  Hm.... I think I'll like 19 better *glug glug*&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Good luck to all performers next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110810549624697121?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110810549624697121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110810549624697121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110810549624697121' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110601605192684744</id><published>2005-01-17T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T21:40:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing how fast time flies when you're freaking about exams.  It sucks that the English exam is this week though.  I've never felt ready for an English exam ever!  Especially when you get crazy non-finishing exams like Mrs. Berchem's last year.  Even after the bell curve I still got a measly 74%, but alas Mrs. Corry is cool and will hopefully not kill my English mark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The week has passed by amazingly fast though and everything seems to be so together for me.  I didn't really know how much having her there meant, but things are much happier all the time and I always have that feel-good feeling whenever I think about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did have a really good talk with my mom last night as well during dinner and I was surprised how much I was able to tell her.  Things at home have gotten better with the amount of communication always climbing.  My mother and I have seemed to reach an understanding, or at least as close as any mother and son could get.  She seems to find that I'm very "mature" about a lot of subjects these days.  Pretty much everything except for myself.  Just feels good to be able to trust your mother like that, especially when you've been through so much crap in the first place.  Things have fallen into place with actual plans for the future and a stable special interest &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This Saturday was pretty good at the pool for Tamara's shindig.  It must have been at least a good 10 years since I've swam at Milliken.  I completely forgot where the change rooms were and actaully remember that the last time I was too young to go on the slide.  So it must have been ages ago.  Thanks for the great time Tamara!  Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for not commenting more on other people's blogs.  Mostly because Katherine keeps guilting me :P  But I'll try harder to get around to more.  I've found less of a need to comment though, because most things that happen I know about or the people that are involved usually talk to me anyways.  I do feel really lucky about that sort of thing, that people are comfortable and trusting enough coming to me to just sit and talk.  I do like to listen and you all know that if you need a friend, I'm here.  It's just more personal than a blog and that's the way I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure what to think of my own personality at the moment.  I know the people that matter take me seriosuly when they know I am being serious.  I've been considering my own attitude towards life in general and think I might be taking it all too easy.  All of my jokes and whatnot.  Because I know in a few cases some people have said "Bryan can do it, why can't I?" or something along those lines.  By "it" they mean make an innuendo of some type or just joke around with you.  I really don't know why this is though.  Maybe it's because that's what makes me Bryan, but is there anything else to it?  I'm rather confused by this myself at times, although I shouldn't really complain.  Explanation anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... so although I have "less" on my mind, well at least less complicated things, there is still enough to keep my mind busy as you can read.  Another update shall follow soon I hope.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: All the cool kids like Bio Seema :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: BJ, interesting thoughts.  I'm a guy, so yes... obviously it has been thought about.  Nothing any guy can deny.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Katherine go read your blog!  I commented! *glares!*&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Special hug for her! &lt;3 ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110601605192684744?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110601605192684744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110601605192684744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110601605192684744' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110525031027721017</id><published>2005-01-08T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T00:58:30.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mere 2 days... and I've made a new post!  What a record!  Recently I've been doing quite a lot of thinking, which most of you can relate me to, because I am insane.  Relating to a few of the comments from the last post... just hope you know that it is my decision to make.  I'm well aware of the past, but some risks are worth taking and at this point I really don't think I'm risking anything.  So yes... I'm happy and I hope she is too.  That is all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onward to another topic so you won't all groan since I'm a mushy bum.  Just a question.  What do you get someone that doesn't want anything for thier birthday?  What if they ask for non-perishable food to actaully help people?  This is unheard of, but genuinely kind.  Personally when my birthday comes along I'm probably going to ask for money, but really... it is just so giving to do that.  I feel like a bad person in a way for not wanting to do that, but I dunno.  My birthday means my presents?  Hopefuly this doesn't make me look like a greedy pig.  Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... don't know why this took so long for me to think of.  But I was prank called tonight.  Or rather, someone left a message.  It was funny, because later a friend messaged me and told me it was a drunk girl at a party who I used to know in gr 8.  Oh back in the days of UPS... where I was your average nerd.  And look at me now, not quite what you would have expected, if you knew me back then that is.  Basically the message left consisted of: "I enjoyed last night... bring your toys tonight... here's my number (give me a 416+9more digits, smart eh?)" and so forth.  The funny thing is that my mom picked up the message while I was getting a drink.  So I hear my mom call me and then I hear the message.  Me thinking, "I wonder what my mom is making of this?" but she actaully laughed about it in the end, considering I just came back from Yvonne's :P  So I'm satisfied that I know who now, but really... I haven't talked to the girl that called in years, so it was really friggin' random.  I laugh though :P  I think that's all for now though, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Seema, I was just listing people that commented to confuse you all :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Obviously Auda isn't stalking me... otherwise I'll be forced to tell Ken!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Juli... shush! I could have told you the same about Mok &gt;_&lt;  lol, I stil luv you though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110525031027721017?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110525031027721017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110525031027721017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110525031027721017' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110506857404930762</id><published>2005-01-06T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T22:29:34.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry Seema :P  You do seem to be the reason I update, because you're the only one I know that always bugs me to update.  That's a good thing!  But where was I....?  Right!  Well it's been 2 weeks since I last updated and what's happened since then?  Why Christmas and New Years of course!  Christmas came and went, but I had so much food!  Lunch with my mom's side of the family and then dinner with my dad's.  I think I got fat :P  In the end I ended up with some good stuff: Sony Cybershot digital camera (yay!), clothes, money, and lots of chocolate.  To most of my family I'm know to love chocolate.  It seems like I'm wearing down the need for chocolate though.  I still love it, but its always around, so I just don't ever have a craving for it because I know it's readily available.  I really didn't feel that Christmas cheer this year.  Maybe it's just because I'm getting old and I don't have the whole "OMG! PRESENTS!" additude anymore.  But hey Christmas is Christmas!  I hope you all enjoyed yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only a week after came New Years.  Can you say stoaked?!  Over the break I was hard at labour working on mastering Calculus so I could kick some ass when I got back to school.  My brother lovingly slave drove me to the point where everything I thought about was Calc.  Although I don't know if I'm dropping it to take it in night school anymore.  I'm off track... but anyways, since I had been working so hard, having a night out was just what I needed.  Yvonne's was great!  Her house is just so... partyish!  Dancing, poker, risk, X-box, and more food than we ever needed.  Made quite the great night.  I was sad I had to leave, only if I could have slept over there *wink wink*, but after 2am her house was a no-boys-allowed-zone.  So I headed to Cat's where we DDRed it up and watched a movie.  I fail so badly at DDR now, any Asian skill I once had has pretty much left me.  It was such a good night!  Only if it were longer... but I'm sure next year will be jsut as good :P  Only if it weren't a year away... *ha...ha...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the pressure of January kicks in and exams are soon approaching.  Meaning I'm going to be stressed and cranky.  But at least after exams I get a nice long 6 day weekend.  If anyone doesn't have anything to do on...  well pretty much from Feb 1-6 let me know.  Plans must be made to relieve myself after the exam cramming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... well I suppose I should share some New Year's resolutions.  I never do seem to follow up on a lot of them though.  But in any case here are a few goals:&lt;br /&gt;- go to the gym more (6 pack?  that might me reaching a little high :P)&lt;br /&gt;- get good on sax&lt;br /&gt;- work my ass off in school and actaully make it to University&lt;br /&gt;- get more organized&lt;br /&gt;- get a job if time allows&lt;br /&gt;- possibly take night school (depends how exams go)&lt;br /&gt;- make sure OPHB people hang out more&lt;br /&gt;- actaully do all my homework&lt;br /&gt;- thinking less, it always gets me into trouble&lt;br /&gt;- stop being so... obnoxious at times, either that or to be less oblivious&lt;br /&gt;- be here for her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that covers most things, but yea... in order to accomplish all of that... I think I would need to clone myself.  It's funny how so many people think that one day in the year will make them have the will power to completely change and.... go to the gym everyday for example.  But we humans are just lazy blobs of water and fat.  So I think it's all just some plan to raise self esteem until they get lazy again.  Not that I'm not one of those lazy people :P  This has been a long enough post and my lazy factor has kicked in.  Plus I cant really think of more to say.  So unitl next time.. which could be a while with exams raping me, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy belated to Ivan, Jon, Seema, and Lisa again because she can't read!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: *sigh* and yes that's a good sigh.  Lets just say a closed door was left unlocked.  If you consistently read my blog you'll probably understand.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Happy New Year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110506857404930762?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110506857404930762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110506857404930762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110506857404930762' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110378396986518418</id><published>2004-12-23T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T01:39:29.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soooooooo sorry to anyone who actually reads this!  I've been so busy with everything, so now I find the time at 1 am to make a really long post.  I suppose it isn't that I've been that busy, but I've been reminiscing on too many things and have realized all I do on this blog is either share really good things or really bad things.  But then I also realized that a blog's purpose is to allow people to share these types of things.  So I'm crazy and have returned to share my stories from the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly there was the Ontario Provincial Honour Band, which kicked ass! (Obviously because more than 1/4 of the band was from Markham! Woot!)  I only wish I had been there last year.  There are too many people to thank for a great week and too many memories to list, but I'll try: roomie Dan, oboe/flute lesbians, basoon sex, late night hotel running, the brain!!!!, the circle of hate, poker, Damir and his stories, broken mouthpiece *damn*, flutes are... :P *hehe*, trumpet egos, shmidtty's dance, and more which I just can't recall because it was a month ago.  So glad you were all there though!  Keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Markham's Christmas Concert!  We rocked both nights everyone!  I'm so glad I'm involved in so many groups, but it will be nice next year to just sit and watch, because I'm obviously coming back for it!  Good job to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are a few birthdays I haven't blogged about, but happy belated to all!  Meaning Iris, Jocelyn, Jodi, Chris M, and if I forgot anyone else please tell me!  Wait... of course... you too Sara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I feel like I've left out a big part in this post, maybe just because it's so short... oh well I'll think of it later I suppose.  Hopefully it won't be another month until I update again.  Until then, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Merry X-mas and Happy New Years to all!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Honour band party soon!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: New Years had better rock my socks!&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: *hehe* *wink wink* Do I confuse you?  Good :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110378396986518418?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110378396986518418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110378396986518418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110378396986518418' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110100373807832594</id><published>2004-11-20T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:25:59.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How to begin... There is really nothing that I can say that would make things better. But the things that I want to say, I probably shouldn't. They say things happen for a reason, I just have yet to find mine. Relationships seem to be a little beyond my control most of the time and I guess it's because of my choice of girls. Oh the Asian parent. I dispise and respect you at the same time. I'm sure if I ever have a daughter I'll be freakishly protective as well, but hopefully I'll remember my teenage years at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actaully semi watching Jimmy Netutron (it's on YTV I think) and heard a funny quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0220635/"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/a&gt;: What girl wants to dance with a guy who looks like he should still be in Gymboree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0667326/"&gt;Carl&lt;/a&gt;: I didn't think we liked girls yet Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0220635/"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/a&gt;: Oh, we don't, we don't, no, not yet. However, one day, Carl, an influx of hormones that we can't control will overpower our better judgment and drive us to pursue the female species against our will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this somewhat relavent and funny at the same time. Hormones, how I loathe and love you. But there really is nothing to do other than hope and look to the future right? I've just thought of what will happen the next time. Will I make another crazy heartfelt rant? Maybe I'm just too serious about it all and don't have the full emotional "experience" yet to be numb to it. Bah... future looking bleak and confusing, but that's what your last year of highschool does to you. Which is why I need to stop analyzing myself and just be happy that I'm going to be spending next week at Honour Band. Less stress, but more when I get back. Worth the sacrifice? I think so, I need a break. That's all for now (unless something relavent come up within the next 24 hours). See you in a week, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110100373807832594?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110100373807832594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110100373807832594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110100373807832594' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-110056897986155251</id><published>2004-11-15T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:36:19.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* And yes, that's a good sigh.  It seems the more time I spend with you the happier I am.  Coincidence? I think not :P  I'm so glad you're here ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was way too... long.  Too many tests and too many last minute assignments.  But I had the Third Stream reherseathon to look forward to.  Which was a lot of fun, considering it kept me in the Caswell houshold for about 10 hours.  Faith is too much fun to play with, but aside from babies and all, all of the songs went really well.  As always Shiva was... Shivalicious :P adding his own style of entertainment here and there.  Mrs. Caswell was even in more of a spirited mood.  I'd like to think of it as more of a party that had a little bit of singing, because TS just melds together more this year.  Even though we have more gr 9's, we all just get along so well.  The talent... we could use more guy talent, which I am lacking :P, but the female talent is there.  If you heard some of the small "solos" you would be thoroughly impressed.  Even dinner after was fun, more bonding and such.  So a pretty darn good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was dinner with my Dad's side of the family and homework, so nothing too interesting.  Lately I've been allowed a lot of time to think.  About what... well mostly her &lt;3!  But there are certain things that have been getting to me.  I'm not quite sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing.  But if you know what I'm talking about then you know that I really don't want to be a jerk about it.  I tend to be a fairly decent guy most of the time, but I've just needed thinking time.  I've said this may times before: it's all about choices.  For her, I've made up my mind and couldn't be happier, but I just have problems in other areas.  Hopefully things will work themselves out.  It's kind of like an OC episode, too much drama.  Stupid high school and your crazy ways.  Oh well... Really that's all for now.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yay for Italy fund raising!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Sleep is needed, who wants to sell me thiers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-110056897986155251?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110056897986155251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/110056897986155251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110056897986155251' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109985877416964927</id><published>2004-11-07T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:24:31.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need more time to blog, because there's so much to say this week! Where to begin the madness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well first of all, shame on you America! Because of you we get to share in another 4 years of... well I personally have no proof, but go see Farenheit 9/11 and you'll get my drift. Obviously This movie is totally biased, but still it points out a lot of flaws in Bush. Actaully I think I posted about the movie before, but still! Bush = not a bright man. I'm puting this nicely so I don't get raped by his secret service, but OMG to the max! It was a really close draw, so technically I only dispise a litttle over 50% of the American population. Stats say that if the vote were heald in Canada that approximately 79% of Canadians would have voted Kerry instead of Bush. Gah... The only thing I can think about Bush is that he follows through. He said he would attack, he did: he said he would try to find Weapons of Mass Destruction, he tried and failed but at least tried. That's as far as this rant will go though. Boo America!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was fairly short for me school wise though, yay for Music Retreat! It was so much fun! Very close to last year, but I don't really know which would have been better. Unforgettable late night talks and just all round fun. I mean truth or dare was taken to a whole new level, right Courtz? :P Obvioulsy I'm too chicken to do anything, but it was a night to remember. Can you say Grad Roast?! It's funny how many people got "owned" by Mr. C for not being in the right rooms. Luckily some sense got knocked into me during the Vancouver trip (Hehe, another whole story in itself) and I went back to my room at about... 5:30am. Everyone else... they fell asleep everywhere, only to be woken up by Mr. C. Uhoh... co-ed rooms?! Unheard of! (Insert mucho sarcasm) We're music nerds, what would we possibly do? Especailly when there are like 9 of us in a room. No, don't say orgy! I suppose thre is always the risk of a couple getting out of hand *cough Cat &amp; Simmon cough* but it's not that bad. All in all a good time though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once I got back home, I had an awsome party to look forward too! It's been so long since we've had a good gathering of people like that. I miss that! Happy almost (meaning over a month away!) B-day Katie, Jenn, and John! There was one thing that made the night extra special though *wink wink* I just feel on top of the world right now :) But that's my little secret for now, unless you were there of course :P I'm heading out soon though, family occasion! Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Most fun week I’ve had in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Just for you ^_^ *hugz!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109985877416964927?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109985877416964927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109985877416964927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109985877416964927' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109918656028378162</id><published>2004-10-30T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T00:42:28.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gr... I dispise blogger with a blazing passion... it deleted my post yesterday... stupid... oh well. I was too tired to retype it, so I'll just go from memory now and add a few things. I'm really looking forward tot he Music Retreat! Only a 3 day week next week! Almost as good as Markville's week off... curse them... But it was so fun last year! Hopefully certain things won't ruin it. You know, but at least I've got a good roomie. Yea Simmon! It's cool how many senior vocalists are coming. I must admit that vocal people are a lot of fun. I just don't like the fact that I'm going to be singing for like 10 hours in 2 days... gah... was painful last year... but the cabin of random dirty jokes will always live on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been interesting, but I'm not including the interesting amount of pain I endured from all of the tests. It's strange how so many people know, although I did tell a few... very few! I think I've made my choice though, and I'm just waiting for a response. I'm still giddy though, no matter what :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have much more to talk about yesterday, but I forgot what it was... and I still can't remember... :P But today some fun things happened. I went over to Mel's house to do our Bio project. It was actaully more enjoyable than one would think. We went shopping for supplies and lots of fun was had because of her fear of driving in the rain :P We actaully work pretty well together. It's funny though. Out of all 3ish years I've been at MDHS I've never worked with her on a project. Mostly because of the gifted thing, but I went to school with her just about every grade before. I think it's the gifted thing though, 4 subjects I couldn't work with her in. But she really is gifted! She just decided not to join our wonderful ranks *shakes fist* But it's all good, because we finished the project! I think that's all for now though, currently my plans for tomorrow night are still up in the air, but hopefully sometihng exciting will happen. Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Justin, about the music classs thing, supposedly I was dancing during my conducting :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Mok, Katie, Edwin, obviously its not a man... only you swing that way Edwin *Ha!*&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: My life Matt? Trust me, it's not all fluffy bunnies and sunny, rolling hills. There is a certain thing that has made me happy though ^_^ WAIT! You have a woman, what are you complaining about :P That's right Matt, I'm still advertising for you *High 5*&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: I just had to add this... GAH!!! I've already had 2 power outages tonight and MSN has logged me off like 3 times too!  I'm getting so pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109918656028378162?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109918656028378162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109918656028378162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109918656028378162' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109855683894211515</id><published>2004-10-23T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T14:40:38.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here comes winter... It's been really cold out lately and I can't wait for snow!  I remember last year at the music retreat at Jackson's Point it was snowing.  It was early November, so we've still got 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been... well school.  Pretty rough, lots of work, the usual.  I have to step it up though, I mean this is the year of all years.  The other aspects of school have been pretty good though.  I've found that although Chamber Choir is... interseting to say the least... Jazz, Third Stream and Band all kick ass.  Quartet is looking pretty good too, even with my lack of skill :P Maybe it's just the samller group in Third, or that we all click so well, but I jsut really enjoy it this year.  We spend more time getting te know each other and having fun.  There's less stress of being the "superior" singers and more emphasis on having fun.  So yes, I like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little giddy too, yes I said giddy.  Although I'm not sure if I should be.  It's interesting, I'm trying to be vague here, but really only a few people know what I'm talking about ;)  But yea... life seems good :)  I think that's all for now, I can't really recall anythign huge lately, but yea everything seems no good :)  Problems just aren't as problematic as before.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109855683894211515?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109855683894211515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109855683894211515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109855683894211515' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109806656200222804</id><published>2004-10-17T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T22:32:36.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been far too long, but at least my brain is all sorted out and what not. Things have been looking up and just feeling better lately, without being so worked up. Although now that I've had more time to think about other things, it's weird. I think I've somewhat drifted away from certain people or vice versa. Now I can't really blame it all on the arrangements of lunches, but that is definitly a factor. I mean in every year of highschool there are certain people you almost "need" to hang out with more because they're in your classes or you just have lunch with them more regularly. Whoever you happen to spend more time with gets closer and unfortunately it also works the other way aound. Rather troubleing, but certain circumstances allow me to hang out with a lot more people than I used to be able to, or at least a different variety. I'm just thinking of the days when I could call a few people on a boring Saturday and hang out with them. But these days the number has either limited itself or it just feels odd to. Yes, yes, people change, but I just hope I'm not changing for the worse and seem to be avoiding any of you. I tihnk I jsut need to get back into the random small gatherings at my house or just fun spontaneous movie nights. Because no one will call me to do anything if I'm not willing to put some effort into the friendship either, right? Don't worry though, if you ever have been my friend, don't stop being one now, school has just kept me busy and my life kind of made me crazy. Seema did actaully mention something at lunch about people I seem to be around a lot lately. They are really close friends, I won't deny that, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate my other friends. I know you didn't mean anything by that Seema :P That's why I hate the fact that there are "distinct" groups of friends, so that I can only hang out with one at a time. I hate having to choose, I love you all :) So I just hope that you all remember that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to break away from that sentimental moment... Ill reflect upon what has happened in the past 2 weeks... Pretty much all I can remember lately is Thanksgiving and the dance. I went to Milestone's with my family for dinner, and my brother came home for the weekend. Ate far too much and even had leftovers. Your basic fun Thanksgiving :P Following that, well more like a week later... was MDHS's "Glow Show" dance! Now I'm weird like this and go to dances still, but it's for the sake of going because they're fun. I mean there really aren't that many gr 12's that still go jsut for the heck of it. I mean probably more than half of the gr 12's there were probably on SAC, meaning they're forced to be there. But anyhoo... I'm kind of going with Jodi's tradition of never missing a school dance. I'm not sure if Yin-Xia follows that too, but she was also there and I reemmber she has been at the others as well. What can I say? They're fun! Now it always could have worked out better, meaning I would meet some lovely girl, and we would live happily ever after :P But in reality it's just me having fun with my friends :) And there's nothing better than that ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed the "I love you all" in my first little schpeel, and it actaully got me thinking... I know a lot of girls, being my friends have told me that they love me. Not in "that" way of course, but it's special. So no I'm not gloating that a million women love me in that way, I mean I'm Bryan, the uber friend :P Which I dispise at times, but I guess it works. Anyhoo, about the whole phrase. When you do say it, I know a lot of the times you expect me to say it back and I can tell that you're a little dissapointed that I don't. That doesn't mean I don't though. I'm jsut a little uneasy saying it, I mean I can say it if it's to a big group of my friends. It's just... hard to say, I don't know. So yes, if you actaully can say it to me, odds are we're close enough that I feel the same way. I just find it a little harder to say. I think it's because I don't ever want the word to lose its meaning, so when I do actually say it meaning "love" and not "luv", then the person I say it to will know it actaully has some meaning. I guess I'm a little sentimental like that. Although I have felt that I should have said it before, I never really have. Thus making it jsut a little difficult. Ok, final line is that I care about all of my friends, but accept my hug when you say "I love you" as the equivalent of saying it. This is not meant as a warning/threat for you to stop saying it though, it means a lot to me if you can say it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that was decently lengthy, got a lot off my chest that has been building up over the past 2 weeks. Hopefully I'll make my psts more frequent so they can stay a little shorter, and I'm very impressed by any of those that actaully made it all the way through without feeling the urge to slap me or falling asleep. Later days all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm far too sensetive than a guy should be... :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: OMG... I hate you Semi... Why did you have to change to a day I cannot go?!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Feel The Love! All Of You! Or Else!&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Katherine thought I didn't read her blog (which I do!), so I'm going to do a blog dedication to her to see if she actaully keeps up with mine ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109806656200222804?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109806656200222804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109806656200222804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109806656200222804' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109694624411583968</id><published>2004-10-04T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T23:22:25.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens~&lt;br /&gt;Yea... that's part of Juli's screen name at the moment and it's quite a true statement, but I just felt it was appropriate for me because I think I've finally closed a door in my life. Or at least am making the attempt to... Things are just far too complicated and it seems like I need a break from it all, just to get over it. There are many doors to choose from, I just need to choose the right one. You really never know what life will throw at you, sometimes it's good, other times it sucks. Sometimes you feel like you've just lost all meaning, but then you just have to get back up and try to find it again. I feel really corny right now... :P but it's what I've been good at for the past while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading through some blogs and came across Chris M's, who had recently posted about the difference in guys and girls in relationships and what not. He mostly referred to guys being called "jerks" on quite a few blogs, now I did mention this a while ago so I'm not sure if he's pointing the finger at me. But in the end I just stand by the fact that it's not one gender's fault, but more of a combined effort to be a pain in each other's asses. It's just a big crazy world out there. A thought that has been hitting me more often though is how easy it would be to just be "another guy" as in one of the jerks. There's something that always holds me back from that option though... but it seems like it always will be an option. I'm hoping this will be the last typically depressing post for a long while, cause I guess I've got nothing else to lose. Once you're at the bottom there's nowhere to go but up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really have anything else to talk about, I just came here to speak my mind. I'd like to say I'm strong and could brush it all off, but really I'm more fragile then I seem. Stupid emotions, needs an off button. Things can only get better though, or so I hope. Damn... This is one heck of an awful post... but meh, it's for my sake so I can say things without regret. It's posts like these that make me wonder why I don't make a journal for myself where I don't even need to worry about the public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah... my life in a nutshell: "lost and confused" I know now what not to do, but typically I'm not one to learn from my mistakes. A fatal flaw. It seems like a lot of people are like this though, I mean I know it could be so much worse, so I'm not going to hurl myself off a cliff or anything. I mean sometimes I want to, but then my common sense kicks in and says "You do realize that falling off a cliff will hurt and probably kill you, don't you?" Making me either all too smart or a coward. You would think that school would be enough to drive someone crazy, but noooo... there's too many other things around that can slap you around. *le sigh* Actually that's one of my "sayings" now, "le sigh". I'm nor sure if I stole it from Jelena, but I'm pretty sure it's from the vid clip "End of the World", as in "But I am le tired!". As you can probably tell I'm having random thoughts that are somewhat humorous, but they really don't coincide with anything else I'm saying. Basically I think somewhere in my tiny brain I'm trying to add some humour to this subconciously, but it's so random that I'm not sure if any of you are finding it to be humourous. That's my take on myself... ew, I hate analyzing myself. Makes me to self concious and paranoid... but I think that's all for now, lets hope the next one will be a little bit brighter. Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ugh... this was an awful post. Don't worry, I'm not going to post until I have something interesting. You've already had this dribble drilled into your minds by me too many times.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: This was a little much and a little too emotional, but life is all choices and you've made yours. I can't hold it against you or anyone for deciding what to do. Like you said "If you really like someone you'll always have a part of them..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109694624411583968?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109694624411583968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109694624411583968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109694624411583968' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109677518138654808</id><published>2004-10-02T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:46:21.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been some heck of a while since I last posted... more than 2 weeks already.  But when the posts become nothing other than random splurges of me complaining about the same thing, it seems kind of useless.  I'm fairly sure you would have gotten bored of it after a while, no matter how much of a friend you are.  I just did come up with this line though as I was mindlessly staring at my screen: "Just when life seems to be taking a better turn... it craps on your face."  *le sigh* That's pretty much my mood in a nutshell at the moment, things are just never right with my mother and I, and there was quite a bit of disgruntlement about my G2 and my odds on being able to drive.  I do have my G2, but I need to wait until November to roll around because I need to get an 80% average in order to drive.  But I can't prove that for another 2 months...  so I guess it will just have to wait.  I just need to make sure I get 80%.  But that isn't what has been bothering me for the past while... everything is just in chaos.  Stupid life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however go to the Markham Fair last night and met up with a few people for the dance.  Wasn't too bad I guess... lots of random drunken/high people, but since I did know a few people and was actaully dancing, it went alright.  I did call it "a big drunken/high white orgy" quite a few times though.  It's true, asian people are the minority there.. so I just laughed for a while about that.  On the way there though... ew... It was so white trash at the mall, like 95% white all either drunk or high and all carrying either some form of alcohol  or weed.  As soon as i got on the packed bus there were still others trying to get on and banging the windowns.  Before the bus even left they cracked one window.  And once the bus actaully started moving 2 more windows broke and the driver pulled the bus over before we even left the mall parking lot.  Then the cops showed up.  He yells, "Everybody shut the hell up!!!!  Get of  the god damned bus!!!!"  So we all get off pissed, I actaully saw a few people I knew so I cabbed to the fair with them.  But there had to have been at least 5 or 6 guys getting busted and moved into his cruiser.  It was great!  So eventually I got there, met up with odds and ends of people, until I saw Colphon who told me where Lindzi, Courtney, Steph and them were.  So dancing begins, girls got hit on multiple times, got to laugh at drunken dancers, the whole fiasco.  All in all a pretty good time.  As for busing back... gave up on that and got a ride, fell asleep, and got home at like 4ish.  Yay for Friday night life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really know if what I just described was interesting or not, normally I would have been crazier about it, but I'm just in a low mood.  I'm sure things will be better tomorrow, planning on job hunting and cleaning the house.  Doesn't sound to appetizing, but if I do get a job... *YESSSSS!* is what I will say when the day comes.  But I had better get back to my physics work, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Crap crap crap!!! Semi's date might only be changed to the Thursday before hand!  WTF to the max?!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Just in case there's confusion, I really don't have a hot date lined up, so don't get jealous Seema, Katie, Chris, and anonymous... I still don't know who you are :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPS:  Random dedication of the day goes to Jon Lam cause we bonded and I saw him at the Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109677518138654808?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109677518138654808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109677518138654808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109677518138654808' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109571901139226290</id><published>2004-09-20T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T18:23:31.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what, the nothing-can-bring-me-down Bryan was brought down like a sack of potatoes. At this point it seems like its all to easy to do that. Yes my G2 arrival was huge, but then again everything else exists in life, which makes it so much harder to function properly. When I say not function properly I mean not function properly. I understand what I'm supposed to do and feel, but for some reason I do and think the exact opposite. *Bam! Hits self with a bat... then does it again, Bam!* Geez... stupid sensitivity... sometimes being a jerk would be all too nice. But I have to fight the good fight and try to make a small dent in the generalization that guys are jerks. Now I can agree with girls on many levels, but then again sorry to say, but it can also apply to you girls as well... except with a word other than "jerk." But let's not start any arguing here, this is a peaceful blog, except for me. Only I am allowed to be angry, and usually only at myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A highlight for the day today though... While I was walking up to my house after getting back from the orthodontist... I found my gold chain hidden in the corner!!! I thought I had lost it when I was umping (yes, umping is a funny word... wait who told me that recently anyways?) last weekend, because it was tangled in my keys and when I pulled it out it fell on the field. I noticed it that time though, so I just shoved it back into my pocket. Then upon my arrival home, I realized it was not in my pocket... AH!!!!! So I guess it had just fallen out when I took my keys out last week, but for some reason I had missed seeing it. But all is well now and I am quite satisfied with myself, and this has been a small donation to myself for the "Bryan is happy thermometer", which is now a little higher than before. Well I exaggerate on my feeling bad part. It really is quite hard to keep me down very long, because I just tend to be a happy person. Its a curse, kind of like how I can never really be mad at anyone for an extended period of time. Happy, happy happy! Ok, I'm pretty good now. I'd say the happy meter is at an all time high, although it has only existed for about... 10 min :P It is true when Cat said Tim Horton's was like a home away from home. Spend far too much time there, but at least they're good times. That's all for now though, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: OMG... Honour Band is on the same week as Semi! If I can't go I'll die... plus I can't disappoint the hot date I'll have ;)&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Here Alyssa!  You are mentioned!  If you want to be mentioned just comment or something!  Maybe I need to start dedicating blogs to people...&lt;br /&gt;PPPS:  Argumflatulance!  Word of the everything ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109571901139226290?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109571901139226290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109571901139226290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109571901139226290' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109555892301921485</id><published>2004-09-18T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T21:55:23.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well enough of the old-depressed Bryan, and in with the new, nothing-can-bring-me-down Bryan!  Basically this is jsut an introduction to my schpeel on the fact that I got my G2!!!  As you might have noticed on my MSN name, "In your face Ontario government!!!"  I beat the system... by passing!  Basically my test was only about 5 min long.  My tester was actaully pretty nice, unlike my first driver... ew... but anyways, we pulled out of the test centre and turn onto a side street.  I do a 3-point turn, turn back around, go on the road back to the test centre, and back into a spot.  Then all she says is, "Take this sheet to the front desk."  I'm just like "WTF?!" I was expecting a "Congradualtions!" or "Good job!" but all i get is a monotone voice of neutralness.  At first I thought I had failed.. again... but then I looked at the sheet and realized I was dumb and looked at the littte box where "pass" was checked!  *Bells start ringing and a beam of light from the clouds hits my body*  And that's pretty much my story, and it all happened in no more than 5 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that good news, pretty much all I have left to say is that for some reason I've gone back into my youth and have had the craving for apple juice!  Just in the past week I've finished like 4 1.36 L cans for apple juice.  I remember back in the day when I was a young'n, apple juice was my favourite drink ever!  I think my days of youth are coming back, now only if the lack of problems to deal with would follow.  But alas I'm in the kind of mood where nothing can bring me down.  That's all for now though, but I'm off to P-mall 2morrow and probably FMP for some good wholesome family fun... among other things *wink wink*  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry Jelena *slaps self* :(  Dumb move on my part, but all is well now.  Self realization has been reached :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Seema message me so I can explain, I forgot to metion that in my comment.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Thanks Mok, but I'm not really used to spell checking, I just go for the up and go :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Cat... hehe... secrets and such, good times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109555892301921485?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109555892301921485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109555892301921485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109555892301921485' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109538209233205491</id><published>2004-09-16T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T20:48:12.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Insert many violent words here* "Twit..." yes I suppose that's what I am, but this means something to some people.  Arg... it's futile to run from, yet I want to.  But enough of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my payday for Umping.  Last paycheck of the year, finally got some money in the pocket.  Which means it's time to search for another job.  Another thing on my to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz was today and Church Street sounds pretty good for its first practice.  My tenor buddy Lindz and I jazzed it up and weren't all that terrible.  But I'm quite rusty and need a whole lot of practice.  On another musical note... made Music Council again, wanted exec. but I'm not going to complain.  Such a social thing music is, which also inclused the amazing Italy trip I'm going to be on during March break.  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've had other topics to talk about that have seemed to have been "forgotten", but really it's just that my mind is so confused right now that I keep changing what I think.  But one thing that's been bugging me and the concept of "mature" and "sensetive".  I've heard from some people that I can be both, which I know is somewhat hard to believe at times, but I guess I hide my more civilized side just cause "he" is more boring than the me I am.  This also kind of relates to the "nice guy finishes last" kind of thing.  I know, I know... "Bryan, don't be dumb, you're sweet, nice, etc..." is what you'll say.  But you know it just kind of gets to a guy sometimes.  I'm not even sure if I have a point to all of this... but it seems like the nice guy does seem to be left in the dust quite often.  I'm just kind of sick of seeing certain "things/events" happen at school.  It makes it seem like it's not worth trying for that "happiness".  So yes it seems that I've found my point, but it really is quite trivial.  Seema and Jelena will know what I'm talking about, but this is more of just my ranting without point.  Why should I worry about what I say and what certain people think?  Worse things could happen.  Actually my main problem is me not understanding many things... mostly myself... arg.. alright this is far too in the "deep/angry" direction.  So before I bury meself in random angry thoughts and self pity I'll turn to a brighter topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Canada for kicking some Finland ass!  Sucks at the same time too, because that's probably the last hockey I'll be watching for some time.  Stupid events of randomness... but it's all good, as long as there is ice for me to skate on.  That's right!  An asian that can skate, and skate well!  Well all of that ranting has ruined my train of though and insightful things to say, so I bid you adieu!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's the people that are always there for me that really count :) Thanks&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Needing a job again, any takers? Matt?&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Arg to everything... and that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109538209233205491?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109538209233205491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109538209233205491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109538209233205491' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109496748435465373</id><published>2004-09-11T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T01:38:04.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know... I should have updated sooner.  But I'm not really sure what I think about a lot of things now.  So blogging really might just make me more confused.  There's family stuff, school stress, and just odd friend things happening here and there.  I suppose I should start by telling you all my plans I guess since most of you are still in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should hope you all know that I'm still at MDHS, meaning... YAY!!! Or some other exciting word.  I'm going to be living at home until the house sells, so yes I'm still a Unionviller (and damn proud of it!), but once the house sells I'm going to be moving in with someone in the area.  At this point it looks like the Probst house will be my next location, unless I happen to find another house to live in/get an offer from someone.  But I'm sure it'll be fine in the end, it usually is and it'll be cool cause I'll be like a tennant out on my own and such.  Cause I'm technically paying rent, meaing my Mom is helping cover.  Things are much better now between us, but it's just easier to be apart for now.  So yea.. that's basically the plan for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random tidbits about what's happened in the last little while... school started... "yay"  I mean I love seeing everyone more often and seeing the people that I wouldn't normally see, but school is just hard now and it's my "deciding year".  Tres intimidating...  Basically my schedule is :&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - spare, physics, enriched eng, lunch, chem    Day 2 - ap calc, al geo, music, lunch, bio&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm proablaby going to have multiple other random music events before and after school as usual.  But once we get further into the year I'll tell you about my many musical endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for school, so on another topic, my umping career has come to another pause, or almost anyways.  I only have 2-3 more games tomrrow to finish off the leage tourney then I'm done.  Its been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So family is converd, schol is done, and now... friend stuff.  Well it's kind of jsut odd knowing people at school.  I mean I'm not trying to gloat/brag, but just knowing a lot of people can suck sometimes.  Friends are great, don't get me wrong, but I never want to choose.  You know what I mean.  Even going out to lunch can be complicated.  Auda... this means you... so yea... I just hate choosing, because everyone is important and I just want to have like 5 of me around to make sure no one gets offended.  So yea... thats basically my story and you know who this applies to.  But the reason there was this problem is kind of dumb.  It's all your fault Auda, but you know what's bothering me because of thhings... arg... and now I'm thinking about it far too much... *sigh* Sometimes there are things you just want to say/ask, but you don't because you're afraid to find out or know what the answer probably is.  It's kind of depressing in some ways, but you know how it goes.  I'm Bryan and I'm just who I am, so I'll get back on my feet.  I've got plenty of PS's but right now i's late and I'm lazy.  So I'll see you all later, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109496748435465373?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109496748435465373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109496748435465373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109496748435465373' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109357908077496951</id><published>2004-08-26T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T23:58:00.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This may be the last post I do for a while... things are just getting "interesting" in my life, to put it nicely.  There are just some things I need to figure out, like my life.  If my next few posts are ranting or bitchy, just hope you know I'm kind of just venting and that this isn't meant to induce pity or create anger.  Some may know already, but yea... at the moment this whole unfolding of events is so random that I might say something I shouldn't.  Meaning I'll be "public" later, but if you must know just ask and maybe I'll be in a ok mood.  You know things are messed when you look at life and miss the good old days of just having to worry about girl problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109357908077496951?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109357908077496951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109357908077496951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109357908077496951' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109346778910685475</id><published>2004-08-25T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T17:03:09.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POST 50!!!!  Happy anniversary to me and my blog (&lt;3)!  It seems like it's been forever, but I've finally made it.  Now I just need to look forward to post 100... hopefully there will still be those loyal readers that enjoy my little life stories.  Technically I've been blogging since last Jan 29th, so maybe I'll have made it to 100 by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin?  It seems like too much has happened since I last posted.  Other than work I've been going out a lot more often seeing people I haven't in a while.  I finally got some Jelena time in last Wed, it had been far too long.  Yes we just saw each other at Lisa's, but there's a big difference in party sociality and just the one-on-one kind of thing.  You know, well maybe I just act differently at parties and stuff, but it's good to bond every once in a while.  Even if it makes me feel like "one of the girls". &lt;br /&gt;Fri I was supposed to get off work early and hit the Jazz Fest. with Yvonne, but that backfired (Sry! &gt;_&lt;).  Traded Jazz for more $$$, in the end it was all ok since I went out with Simmon and his church to go bowling.  I know it isn't just me, or hopefully isn't, but I'm not really sure.  I guess I've always had a kind of stereotype with religion, but going to his church group the past 2 weeks opened up my eyes.  They are just normal people, but with certain beliefs.  Now there are those that take it to the next level (you know what I mean, I don't want to name names) but pretty much for everyone else I wouldn't be able to tell a thing about if they were religious or not.  This all could just be because I'm "atheist", meaning I don't have a religion/don't believe in anything.  Though I don't really know what I believe, so I can't technically say I don't "believe", but this was just a cool opportunity to get to know people I normally wouldn't.  No Cat and Auda, it's not just about meeting girls :P&lt;br /&gt;Sat and Sun was video game playing (I think) with old buddies.  I forgot what I did on Sun... hope I don't offend anyone, but that's what happens when you have blogging patterns like I do.&lt;br /&gt;Mon was painting with Colphon and Probst, I must say "Tim Clark's" flower shop looks quite nice.  It's on Markham main, so if you pass by just admire the wonderful job we did :D&lt;br /&gt;Tues was filled with troubling movement cause more bowling with Simmon, Cat and Auda and having to run to Umping.  I'm glad I have umping though.  It's pretty good pay, only once a week, but a good social kind of thing as well.  Cause everyone likes me and likewise.  I'm kind of the slacker umpire, but it's because I don't take things as seriously that I'm able to keep things cool in the game.  And that's what the players like too.  Now there was one incident that my partner almost kicked a guy out.  He basically went straight to the glasses/bad umping kind of insult, and obviously I made the right call because even the guy out said he was out, but sometimes people are just jerks.  I yell back, "I love you too man!" being the nice guy I am, not really taking it too seriously.  But my partner is the head umpire, so he gave the player a piece of his mind.  It was great!  So the player shut up and thier team eventually lost.  Well deserved!&lt;br /&gt;And for today I went to the gym with Jodi and just saw tons of people at the mall.  Even have a possible date with some lovely ladies ;)  Though we'll just have to see what my odds are :P  Now plans for tonight are unrolling and hoping to have another great summer night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has already been too long and I'm sure many of you probably just skipped to the end.   Not that I mind, I mean it's hard to read sometimes, just too much.  But for next time I have 2 topics I need to talk about, the Asian Guy Curse that I read on Yvonne's blog and "sexiness" as described on Jenn's blog.  I have more to say about the Asian thing since, well I am Asian :P  But hopefully those topics will hit up some good commenting.  That's all for next time though, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Welcome back Jason!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Summer may be ending, but the fun sure isn't :)&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Have fun in Cuba Yv :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Goodlife: 0 Bryan: 1 (Yay for a membership that isn't mine! But I look like a Joseph Chong, don't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109346778910685475?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109346778910685475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109346778910685475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109346778910685475' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109270569607844851</id><published>2004-08-16T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T16:32:39.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I... am... so... tired... This job may be killing me, but at least it's money. Waking up at 6am every morning is starting to take its toll. I'm getting good hours though, considering I'm getting about 40 hours a week, just between Mon-Fri. I'm usually out and on the bus before 5pm, meaning my nights aren't usually killed. Tues and Wed I have the umpire thing going, so yes, those are just pure work days. It's giving me a funny tan too. I mean I used to have the whole arm tanned, but 8 hours in the sun every day makes a difference, so now I've got the farmer's tan going. But that's not the wierdest part. Since I need to wear gloves to move the block, I'm starting to get a hand tan... if i didn't wear the gloves my hands would die and get scraped, but it's just odd none the less :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be easier next week though, because Matt and I are painting up at Whittamore's farm... or so I'm led to believe. I'm hoping he can give me a ride there, since my Mom is wokring and I bus everywhere. I really don't feel like busing to Stouffville. He is supposed to update me soon on the painting though. *yay for jobs!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I saw Harold and Kumar, which was pretty good, I mean there really is nothing better than a comedy making fun of asian and brown people. Now I have nothing against brown people, but there are some good generic jokes. But asian people... don't even get me started! Don't get me wronng, you all know my "preference" *wink wink nudge nudge* I'm sure a few of you got that one :P There's just so many things to make fun of, plus it's just funnier that I (an asian) make fun of asians. I mean there's bad driving, glasses, short, funny accents, etc, etc... Bananas all the way! Or twinkie for you Harold fans :P&lt;br /&gt;Sushi soon followed, but I was too stuffed by popcorn to eat much. Then just more Chapters adventures. All in all a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping the project will get done relatively soon though, because I was to live a little more for the summer. I mean it will be another year until this opportune of fun comes along. I'm kind of looking forward to University though. 4 months of summer!! Now there's a lot more work (or so I hear) during school, but it's more fun too. I'm just hoping I don't lose too much contact with people I should see. That's the only downfall of University, but it has to happen at some point. Oh well... I had better end this or I'm going to be rambling all night, and I need to get to work early tomorrow. He wants me there at 7:30!! AM!! Meaning I have to catch the 6:45 bus and get up before 6... *sigh* I'm just telling myself to keep thinking about the $$$. Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109270569607844851?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109270569607844851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109270569607844851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109270569607844851' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109242810255470817</id><published>2004-08-13T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T16:21:16.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is currently Friday the 13th... AH!!!!! But now that it's been said, update time! I've had a job for the past few days, started Tuesday to be exact. It's at a house next to my aunt's place, yay for construction! It's providing many hours and I actaully just got paid today ($$$!!!), but I've had to wake up at 6 am every day just to get to the house. My aunt lives off Young St. just a little north of the Finch bus station. So I take the hwy 7 bus the whole way down, but it's a 40 min drive. So since I need to get there by 8 am... I wake up at 6... Yes, very tiring. Not only that, but umpiring is becoming a pain too, since I'm working about 8 hours every weekday. Because once I get back on Tuesdays and Wednesdays I need to go pretty much from home to umpiring. So this week had really tired me out... and it's all going to happen again next week... At least it's money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I got to go out with Auda, Cat, Simmon, and Pat yesterday. Too much stress with lack of sleep and such. We went to Korean BBQ (yum!) and then went to see Princess Diaries... I know, I know... what was I thinking?! But it wasn't all that bad, pretty funny at some points, a real chick flick though. At least Simmon had a reason for going, stupid woman :P It was halarious though, the only guys in the audiance were there with their girlfriends. I think I was probably the only guy in there without one, but I had Auda and Pat, close enough :) Whenever they showed a really cute scene or one with dresses/jewlery... omg, girls are so materialistic :P The cute scenes obviously got a big "AAAAAWWWWW!!!!" and then the scenes with pretty stuff got "Wow!OMG!*GASP!!!*" Women... I'll stop there because knowing me, I'll end up saying something that will either get me slapped or just make me type too damn much, meaning me just going crazy thinking :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got this weekend off though, so time for sleep and mucho fun! Might go to both movies (for those who know about it), not too sure. But give me a call if you wanna do something ^_^ Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My everything aches...&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Matt Colphon, tell me when painting is so I can tell my "boss" I need those days off.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Chris Young, (might not read my blog) but sorry about the job thing, I asked him until it pissed him off if he needed any extra help.&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Of course Kat!  I forgot you last time and couldn't forget again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109242810255470817?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109242810255470817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109242810255470817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109242810255470817' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109193369400089091</id><published>2004-08-07T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T22:55:39.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! I'm finnaly home... after a week of crazy Canadian adventure! If you didn't know already, (which you should since you read my blog!) for the past week I've been in Calgary and Edmonton with my brother, cousin and grandfather. To keep things simple here's a list of things I did:&lt;br /&gt;- ATV for just about an entire day (I so want one now :P)&lt;br /&gt;- shopping at the West Edmonton Mall&lt;br /&gt;- more shopping&lt;br /&gt;- and even more shopping (ok enough of that...)&lt;br /&gt;- went to a shooting rage and beat up some targets (I love Alberta and their lower age limits!)&lt;br /&gt;- went to the Calgary Zoo (monkies!)&lt;br /&gt;- lots and lots of eating at cool restaurants (Support the Canadian beef industry!)&lt;br /&gt;- visited small towns in the different areas (kind of like multiple Stouffvilles... hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;- went to Lake Louise and up a gondola to the Mountain next to the lake (forgot the name :S)&lt;br /&gt;- spent about 8-10 hours in the air (meaning plane rides from and to)&lt;br /&gt;- and probably a good 15 hours in a car driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add all of those together and you get one kick a$$ trip! So hopefully all of you I sent post cards to will get them soon... don't know when exactly though... and yes there are some souveniers too!&lt;br /&gt;Fun Alberta Facts!&lt;br /&gt;- only 7% tax! (GST only, no PST!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- I think the driving age is 14!&lt;br /&gt;- drinking age is 18, that's right, not 19 :P&lt;br /&gt;- no age requirement for shooting ranges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I know though... for now! So summed up that was my trip! I should get a link up soon with pictures, but my brother forgot the cable in Kingston, so he'll send them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just at Lisa's B-day party! Happy Birthday! Or sort of... really it was something like 2 weeks ago, but in any case yay for Lisa! And Nick, since his birthday was technically today! I hope the gift doesn't get you in trouble :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now... I had something to talk about... or did I? Something of relavance that might bring up commenting... well never mind that. I did however forget to talk about Auda's B-day, which although was a while ago is very important! She's finnaly hit the big 16 :P and she knows what that means *wink wink nudge nudge* so enjoy it Auda! We sat outside most of the time and just chatted it up having a good old time. Food was great, and dessert too :P Then we watched Moulin Rouge (compliments to me, right Auda? :P) until the night was done. I finally got to "meet" Queena and Macy, but by meet I mean sort of talked to them. They seemed a little shy, but it might have just been because they didn't know everyone. Cat say nothing! You know what I mean :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That has actaully been a fairly long blog, so I think that's all for now. I'll have more to talk about later! Later days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: Summer job is imminent!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109193369400089091?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109193369400089091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109193369400089091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109193369400089091' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109149365289696018</id><published>2004-08-02T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:40:52.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Condsidering I only have 5 more min on this comp, I'll make this short.  I'm haveing a blast here, went ATVing and lots of driving so far, but there isnt enough time to say more.  I'll be back ;)  Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109149365289696018?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109149365289696018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109149365289696018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109149365289696018' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109120209190498253</id><published>2004-07-30T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T11:41:31.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... so it has been a few days, but I'm "back".&amp;nbsp; And by back I mean I'm leaving... forever!&amp;nbsp; And by forever I mean a week.&amp;nbsp; This game isn't going anywhere, but alas I am leaving for a week to visit Calgary and Edmonton with my brother, cousin, and grandfather.&amp;nbsp; I have 10 people on my list to send post cards to, but unfortunately I can't find a few others information.&amp;nbsp; Such as Alyssa and Seema, so you 2 plus anyone else that wants a post card email me ur info (ie. address, postal code)&amp;nbsp;At the moment it's: Auda, Cat, Courtz, Hunter-wells,&amp;nbsp;Jelena, Jodi, Kat, Lisa, Mijana, and Yvonne (yes even though you didn't want one :P).&amp;nbsp; So if you aren't on that list it's because I don't have your info.&amp;nbsp; My brother and I are going to find an internet cafe down.. or up... wait... nevermind, you know what I mean, so I'll be able to check my email.&amp;nbsp; Gotta go for now though, I have parties to comment on anyways too :)&amp;nbsp; See you all in a week!&amp;nbsp; Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109120209190498253?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109120209190498253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109120209190498253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109120209190498253' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-109017100352499311</id><published>2004-07-18T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T00:14:06.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days have just flown by!&amp;nbsp; Summer really isn't long enough, but at least I'm enjoying it while it lasts.&amp;nbsp; I'm just hoping I can get a&amp;nbsp;job soon, need the money. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping pretty busy since&amp;nbsp;I got a free week at Goodlife from Auda.&amp;nbsp; It's expired now, but I got full use out of it.&amp;nbsp; Bulking up the muscle, or lack there of... but it was good just cause it got me out of the house everyday.&amp;nbsp; Other than that though just the regular hanging with people, and random days of half parties have kept me busy.&amp;nbsp; I'm just looking forward to more B-day parties in the next 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Too many people are born in the summer... I'm poor now from all of the gift buying, but it's good fun.&amp;nbsp; I'm just not too sure about this weekend... because there's 3 B-days in 2 days.....&amp;nbsp; Friday is Courtney's and Yaa/Bowie/Matt.&amp;nbsp; So this is my warning that I may be very late&amp;nbsp;to one of them, or might have to leave half way.... or something along those lines... crap... oh well I'll just call Yaa since it seems like she's the head honcho in all of this.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad you guys are having a sleep over though, its been too long since I had one of those.&amp;nbsp; Yaa/Bowie/Matt, you are my heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've said it once and I'll say it again, I'm just living kind of day by day with plans for what to do each day.&amp;nbsp; Which is why I need a job to force me to organize.&amp;nbsp; So I don't have any plans... yet. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Ah... I just remembered.&amp;nbsp; Last night was really wierd, and no I wasn't with a woman... or man for all of you sickos :P I was having some sort of male pms or something.&amp;nbsp; The world kind of spun for about... an hour.&amp;nbsp; Somehow Jelena knew what I was talking about, while most others just gave me a "Whaddabudda?!"&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly she knows me too well like that, kind of peering into my mind.&amp;nbsp; So yes... I'm not really too sure what happened, but its all better now.&amp;nbsp; I just found it odd.&amp;nbsp; Wait... yes this is an explanation for my msn name, "Now I crave... sanity..."&amp;nbsp; Indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Before it was "I crave the DDR!" just in case you wanted to know where the crave came from.&amp;nbsp; But DDR is just that cool, I mean I have so much skill I'm white!&amp;nbsp; Some of you might have caught the joke there, but yes I'm awful.&amp;nbsp; I did improve some bit in the last week though, so yay for me.&amp;nbsp; I think I may steal it from Lisa at one point since I was able to locate my PS2.&amp;nbsp; Or perhaps I'll just buy my own, but problem is money, I need a job.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I've survied without it for sometime now, so I can wait a little longer.&amp;nbsp; I just want to be able to take on Lisa in an all out battle to the death!!!&amp;nbsp; Maybe not death... but you know what I mean.&amp;nbsp; This has actually been pretty long, so I bid you adieu.&amp;nbsp; Later days! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp;Be born during the school year!!! &lt;br /&gt;PPS: JANNY!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Who wants to hire me? :P &lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: HAPPY &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt; B-DAY JOYCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-109017100352499311?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109017100352499311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/109017100352499311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109017100352499311' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108929942728627174</id><published>2004-07-08T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T11:11:50.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well there goes the blogging spree... but I’m still alive.  I went to my cousin’s cottage on Tuesday just for the night.  They really like living it out in the rough, no electricity or anything, meaning we had to amuse ourselves.  So we went swimming, chased cows, and just did regular cottage stuff.  But by the time night came around, the bugs were everywhere.  By the time I left yesterday afternoon I had 11 bite on my arms, 3 on my shoulders, 2 on my back, 1 on my neck, 2 on my legs, and yes... even 1 on my butt.  That’s 20 bites!!!  So now I’m just really itchy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also got a trip planned for the end of July, so I’m going to be missing birthdays and such, so I’m just apologizing now for not being there.  I’ll have something for you (I think there’s only 2 of you so far) when I get back.  I’m going to Edmonton, so I’ll be able to explore the mall for something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Lyla just reminded me about something else.  I recently saw Fahrenheit 9/11, which made me realize what an idiot Bush really is.  Well maybe not so much an idiot, just… ok he’s a moron.  There were a lot of points that Moore brought up that you really wouldn’t know without doing a lot of research.  Did you know that the governor of Florida was (still is?) Bush’s cousin at the time of his election.  The big debate over who won Florida must have been pretty easy to decide.  Plus Bush’s campaign manager was one of the ballot counters.  How cheap is that?!  I suppose that I’m just making assumptions, but if you are the campaign manager isn’t it your duty to do anything to make your candidate win?  I’m just going with what would have most likely have happened.  That’s just the point of how he got elected.  While he was running is where the real stupidity comes in.  At the time the first tower got hit on 9/11, guess what Bush was doing.  He was at an elementary school reading a book with a kindergarten class.  Even though he heard the first tower got hit, he decided to go ahead with his visit.  When he was told about the 2nd tower getting hit, he still just sat there in thought.  He didn’t move for at least a good 10 min or so.  I’m not sure what that meant exactly, but shouldn’t the President of a country move when he heard his country is being attacked?  Then there’s the fact that he attacked Iraq, a country that had never killed an American soldier, made a threat towards America, or made the slightest notion that they wanted to start a war.  Why did they attack?  Because they had “weapons of mass destruction” and were “housing Bin Laden”.  Those were only assumptions made on his part.  In fact when he was first elected, he and many of his colleagues said that Iraq had no weapons of mass destruction and did not have the capabilities to make them either.  I could go on forever, but if you want to know more, just go see the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I just want to get out and do something, enjoy summer.  That’s all for now, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yay for Kat setting up her blog :P  and Lyla too :P&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Mijana... not sure if you read this, but abandon ship!  If you know what I’m talking about&lt;br /&gt;PPPS:  Gr... Bush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108929942728627174?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108929942728627174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108929942728627174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108929942728627174' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108863430844770992</id><published>2004-06-30T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:25:08.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first day in a long time that I've been able to get up and just think, "I'm awake and have nothing to worry about."  I'm still not too sure whether to feel sad or not, but I just feel... free in some way or another.  But it's not that I've found some new path to follow, more like I don’t really have a path now.  I feel like frolicking in the grass off of the path.  I know Seema enjoyed that one, and it’s not even late enough for crazy Bryan and Seema metaphor time.  But Jelena says she knows what I mean, although I don’t even know myself.  I just feel refreshed and am looking forward to something new.  All I really have to say now is good luck, you know who you are.  Rollercoaster much?  :P  I’m still here for you, so make good use of me!  That sounded dirty… but you all know I didn’t mean it in that way.  That’s really all I have to say at the moment.  I’m bored at home and need something to do, so save me!  But if I don’t do anything tonight, I’m sure I’ll see a few of you at Milne tomorrow.   Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 2 days in a row?! Unheard of! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108863430844770992?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108863430844770992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108863430844770992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108863430844770992' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108854969665876414</id><published>2004-06-29T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T18:54:56.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can’t believe that even though I've been so incredibly bored some days, I haven’t blogged.  I’ve lost the passion, if there ever was any… but I’ve got nothing else better to do.  So here I am updating you with my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately all I’ve been doing is being lazy, partying, driving lessons, and just hanging out with friends.  In other words just having summer fun.  Obviously the lazy comes from me getting lots of sleep not needing to get up for school.  I’m hoping to get a job of some sort soon though, need money.  My income has been in the negative for quite some time.  As for parties, I can only think of Doug’s right now.  It was pretty good although I didn’t know everyone there, random 9ers, but Matt Peter was inside the house so that was cool.  Food was pretty good, but more people should have gone swimming, night swimming is the best!  But you all suck, so I was in the pool with Katie.  Long night though so I had to turn in since people already started leaving by 10:30ish.  Good party, but long.  There’s only so much to do in someone’s back yard.  And why Yvonne and John insisted on me getting driven home is beyond me, since I live like 5 min away, and I’m on roller blades.  I know Unionville best, and I know I’m not going to get raped or mugged.  Worst I’ll see is random drunk underage kids staggering home.  That would actually amuse me, but at least you guys care I guess.  Hope it wasn’t too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just remembered the poker tourney from last Saturday.  Didn’t win anything, but came in a respectable 7th.  No final table for me, but I did better than I did last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see The Day After Tomorrow with Cat, Auda, Simmon, and Ken on Thursday.  We had dinner first at Kelsey’s, saw a good movie, and made Ken and Auda feel uncomfortable, that makes for a good night.  Oh yea, there was also Frankie Tomatoes last… Wednesday was it?  Wasn’t bad, although a little last minute.  Dinner with friends is always fun, we should do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just leaves me sleeping and driving lessons.  Not sleeping while driving, but sometimes driving is actually very tiring.  I’ve got about another 4 lessons to go, and then I should be able to get my G2.  So I’m crossing my fingers to get an early test time.  I’m actually going to call once I’m done this post.  So I’m finishing up now.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The updates should be more frequent, seeing as how I’m really not that busy anymore. *cough Seema cough* More people have complained…hm… Joyce, Auda, lots, but there’s too many to list.  Seema just bugs me the most about it lol.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Yes, I am related to Jess in some way or another.  Most people might not know what I’m talking about, but just incase Jodi or anyone that reads Jodi’s blog sees this.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: OMG! $#@*&amp;(%@&amp;^$#@!!!!! Just felt like yelling ^_^ All better now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108854969665876414?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108854969665876414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108854969665876414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108854969665876414' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108725745967331256</id><published>2004-06-14T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T19:57:39.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know, I know… I haven’t updated in like 3 weeks, but I’m here now and it has given you lots of time to read my survey!  Not that much has happened anyways.  I’ve just been stressing out about school and such.  I only have one exam this week, then it’s all over!  I can’t wait for summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note… so I lied, a few good things have happened.  Such as the KICK ASS MUSIC BANQUET!!!  I’d like to thank my special date Yin-Xia *wink wink* and everyone else there that I spent time with.  Everyone was looking mighty fine, especially the ladies.  Hopefully I’ll have pictures to show you all soon.  You all made it a great night!  Extra props to Beez for planning it and getting everyone on MC to do their part!  Sad that there we’re only 5 slow songs… well actually, for the length of the dance 5 was quite a few.  I’m just a sap for slow songs, they have that warm fuzzy effect on me.  Well slow songs either make you think, “damn all of you happy people!” or have the “aw…” factor and make you all mushy.  Even the food was pretty good, I had to get myself seconds… yum… So it was a great night, hope everyone had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the Saturday I went to Linzi’s house for her B-day party, much fun was had, other than the mosquitoes… gr… how I hate them!  We have to do a karaoke session some time Linzi!  At about 10pm I headed over to Andy’s B-day party.  (Sorry I had to go Linzi!)  Thank’s for the drive Dave!  Even more fun was had there with the “interesting” things we found on Andy’s computer.  Other than that we just watched hilarious video’s on his computer from ebaum’s word and then played some mean Smash Bro. on his N64.  Obviously I kicked some royal ass!  Or well more like lots of Kae ass!  Then I was dumb and left late from his house and had to cab it home… yes sad…  but This weekend has been so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just leaves today, where I spent time wandering the school since all my classes were barren.  It let me hang out with people in classes I don’t have, so a big bonus!  Then my driver cancelled on me after school, so… I had to bus home, thanks for the ticket Laura!  And now I’m at home, so yay!  That’s all for now, I’ll try to update more frequently now that the load of work is lighter.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Seema you big liar!  I caught on… you weren’t at Banquet!  Danny spilled the beans :P&lt;br /&gt;PSS: Everyone must be sure to still keep in touch over the summer, need to see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Oh Banquet confusion… more teenage angst… well not angst, but just random Bryanness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108725745967331256?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108725745967331256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108725745967331256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108725745967331256' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108519946091793664</id><published>2004-05-21T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T00:17:40.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Normally I would be far too lazy to update when I'm so tired... but Wonderland was great today!  You Gr 10's made the day just that much sweeter!  From being forced onto Mind Buster to stuffing my face with... damn I forget the name... but you know that strudle thing.  It was great!  One of the best days I've had in a while, each and every person I spent time with made it that much better!  Though I seemed to be confusing myself more and more throughout the day... It was odd, but you probably don't know what I'm talking about, maybe Shanna or Probst does, just my angst... Anyhoo, I'm glad you guys were all there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now finally for my pitiful survey since I've never done one on here... this could take a while.  Thanks for letting me steal this Juli!  Although I don't think you know I took it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Bryan (insert my middle name) Chong&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? blue jeans&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOw? the sounds of silence (literally)&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? um... I think shrimp teryaki and rice? (yah Man Chu Wok!)&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU WISH ON STARS? only at really bad times, but even then I know it won't do anything... so no&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? hm... blue is my favourite colour, but if I were barf brown I know I'd be the least used, thus live the longest&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? it's night, but I think cloudy and it should rain tonight&lt;br /&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? um... my mom, needed to let her know I was alive&lt;br /&gt;9. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? Juli stolen&lt;br /&gt;10. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? considering I'm a teenager, today was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;11. FAVOURITE DRINK? hm... hard question... it depends whether it's hot or cold&lt;br /&gt;12. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? I'm not really too sure considering my limited experience, but Woody's or Smirnoff vodka can really hit the spot&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVOURITE SPORT? hockey, Canadian spirit!  That's right, an Asian guy that plays hockey!&lt;br /&gt;14. HAIR COLOUR? black&lt;br /&gt;15. EYE COLOUR? brown&lt;br /&gt;16. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? no, but I've become interested&lt;br /&gt;17. NUMBER OF SIBLINGS? 1 brother (Andrew, 19 yo)&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE MONTH? probably February, Birthday and Valentine's, most significant day for me and most sentimental day for me, but you know my stand point on V-day if you've read my previous posts, so it'll take to long to rant on again...&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVOURITE FOOD? pretty much anything sugar or considered a snack, but the ultimate combo... deep fried Mars bar!&lt;br /&gt;20. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? oh man... I've been out of the movie loop... most recent was maybe 50 First Dates, but last watched was Gladiator in World History&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Birthday, Christmas, maybe V-day... basically any day that I get something/give something/miss school&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT DO YOU DO TO VENT ANGER? Bryan angry? never... well maybe call someone, blog, I used to get really violent, but that hasn't happened in quite some time (gr 7/8ish?)&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE TOY AS A CHILD? probably my little mouse doll I named Justin&lt;br /&gt;24. SUMMER OR WINTER? both are good- summer no school and tan, winter you can actually do something about being clod and snow&lt;br /&gt;25. HUGS OR KISSES? depends who's giving them, I love hugging everyone, but kisses seem more personal as in relationship thing&lt;br /&gt;26. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? usually chocolate&lt;br /&gt;27. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE/ E-MAIL BACK? blogging... if they want to sure...&lt;br /&gt;28. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? nnot a clue...&lt;br /&gt;29. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? as above&lt;br /&gt;30. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? kind of living in the house and condo at the same time, with my mom, brother is in Kingston, father is in Richmond Hill&lt;br /&gt;31. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? hm... I forget if I've been physically hurt lately, like a kick in the balls... but I think about a month ago&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED? dust...?&lt;br /&gt;33. WHO IS THE FRIEND YOU HAVE HAD THE LONGEST? wow... hard question... I'm not even sure... probably the Unionville guys I still see, met in gr 2 I think&lt;br /&gt;34. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? MSN and sleep, slacked off from work cause of wonderland&lt;br /&gt;35. FAVOURITE SMELLS? freshly baked goods or girls, Juli said boys and that made me think&lt;br /&gt;36. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? music (any type or even listening to lyrics), older friends, random famous guys that I learn about&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? well as many know now after wonderland, hieghts, being alone, the future&lt;br /&gt;38. PLAIN, BUTTERED OR SALTED POPCORN? small amount of butter&lt;br /&gt;39. FAVOURITE CAR? anything really... I just want a car&lt;br /&gt;41. NUMBER OF KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 4 at the moment&lt;br /&gt;42. CAN YOU JUGGLE? only if...&lt;br /&gt;43. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Friday, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DID YOU DO ON YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? um... I forget... probably went out for dinner... all I kow is that I was too busy to have a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Right now*&lt;br /&gt;*5 things you are wearing*&lt;br /&gt;1. blue gap jeans&lt;br /&gt;2. red kodiak muscle shirt&lt;br /&gt;3. going comando cause I only wore my swimsuit today, so technically it's something I'm "not" wearing&lt;br /&gt;4. watch&lt;br /&gt;5. glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 things you can see*&lt;br /&gt;1. monitor&lt;br /&gt;2. keyboard&lt;br /&gt;3. can of Fruitopia&lt;br /&gt;4. sun glasses I won at wonderland&lt;br /&gt;5. band sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 things you are doing right now*&lt;br /&gt;1. blogging&lt;br /&gt;2. reading other people blog&lt;br /&gt;3. talking to Celine&lt;br /&gt;4. talking to my mom&lt;br /&gt;5. drinking my Fruitopia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 colors you can see*&lt;br /&gt;1. black&lt;br /&gt;2. red&lt;br /&gt;3. beige&lt;br /&gt;4. purlpe&lt;br /&gt;5. white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 thoughts in your head*&lt;br /&gt;1. damn I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;2. this is taking quite some time&lt;br /&gt;3. some things just shouldn't be said about what I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;4. my feet hurt&lt;br /&gt;5. damn Shanna... you're making me think more... I hate thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had been born a member of the opposite sex, what would your name have been? hm... Brianna?  Erin is a nice name though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you name a child of yours after you? ew... unless I bacame legendary and needed him to carry on the dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to switch first names with a friend of yours, who would you switch with? hm...really no idea, but a guy my brother knows has the name Jolly Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the way people most often mispronounce any part of your name? probably my last name, I always either get Chung or Cheng instead of Chong, but even my first name always get spelt wrong... it's BR-Y-AN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to become famous, would you drop your last name (like Madonna, Cher, Roseanne)? maybe just because...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEEP THEOLOGICAL QUESTIONS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the traditional view of Heaven and Hell? yet to be determined, more of an I'm waiting and whatever happens happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think God has a gender? won't know till I die, wont know if there is a god till I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think science counteracts religion? science has reasoning while religion is faith, you need both, too hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in organized religion? somewhat... it gives you hope, but I'm not all for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you think we go when we die? yet to be determined, I need to die... then I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel a little funny thinking about the questions in this section? not really, I like thinking deeply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How easy is it to make you laugh? used to be hard to make me laugh out loud, but it's easier now plus I'm like to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What person you know makes you laugh the most? oh geez... the list would go on, cause everyone has thier moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you laugh at jokes you know you shouldn't? probably, mostly one's insulting girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell jokes you know you shouldn't? very much so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What words instantly make you laugh or at least smile? just anything relating to the act of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think is the funniest thing you've ever said or written? no idea at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever dance to music when nobody's watching? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/are the worst song(s) you have ever heard? too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song(s) do you wish you could understand a little better? the deep lovey dovey ones, they're too perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song(s) is/are constantly in your head? whatever someone is singing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to serenade the object of your affections, which song(s) would you use? me singing...? it could be done, but I'd put far too much effort into finding the perfect song, so I can't say right now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the object of your affections were to serenade you, what song(s) would you hope he or she used? well don't really know who my "object of affections" is right now... so if they could sing... really anything would be good, cause I know they're trying and that's cute no matter how good or bad they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie(s) do you love that nobody else seems to?: no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree with the idea that sequels are always worse than the original? usually yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your favorite Star Wars character? Yoda, but only when he flies around kicking butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of movie do you think there should be more of? well... I know many of you are thinking something really perverted right now... but I can't really say, we just need more classic movis that will last for years and years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie(s) do you simply not understand the appeal of? foriegn movies? or chinese movies... bad acting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating, are you more concerned with taste or healthiness? usually taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of cheese? mac and cheese lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think your answer to the previous question reveals about your personality?: that I'm lazy and like the simple things in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew exactly what went into Chinese food, hamburger meat, etc., would you still eat it? obviously... I mean I still eat at MacDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel guilty eating meat? no... just grossed out if i find out it's a chicken's foot or some sort of tounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPUTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac or PC? PC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you actually care about the inner workings of your computer, as long as it works? if it works I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever begin preferring IMs to other forms of conversation? sometimes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find you're different talking through IMs than face-to-face or on the telephone? sometimes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ended bid on something on eBay and regretted it later? don't use ebay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished you could experience being the other gender? hm... intruiging question, I suppose so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love most about the other gender? the list could go on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you dislike most about the other gender? when they're the type that thinks they're too good for the world or just the fact that they can be so finicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you understand least about the other gender? oh... just about everything.  I say that, but I know that I know a lot more than most guys.  There really is just too much to know, and if we did know everything then there would be no fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRITIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes see a movie or watch a show just because a good-looking celebrity is in it? probably, but can't think of any specifics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What celebrity's autograph do you want most? hm... who ever's signature is worth the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have people ever said you looked like a celebrity, and if so, who? no... but probably some random Asian guy somewhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was to be a movie about you, who do you think should play you (in personality, looks or both)? hard to say... I mean they're actor, so they can be whoever they want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it ever annoy you when you know someone is a celebrity but you can't remember why? I have no idea what this is talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could enter any celebrity's mind like in "Being John Malkovich", whose would you enter? If i could control anyone that would be sweet, but I'm not oo sure if that's what it's asking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be them? no, just their money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you laugh when you hear or read the number 69? smile or just roll my eyes when everyone else laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you lying about your answer to the previous question? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually know your Social Security Number? in my wallet so no need to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually know your IP address? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what an IP address is? yup... or i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the four-character extension on your ZIP code? extension...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought there were too many numbers floating around in our lives? no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your head begin to hurt when you think of infinity, imaginary numbers, irrational numbers, etc.? no, just confused and slightly insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of pi? it's yummy... and goes on forever... only if there were a never ending pie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, SEX AND ALL THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get a little frightened or uncomfortable seeing this as a section title? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone you had no interest in dating expressed interest in dating you, how would you feel? flattered and surprised... I mean this is me we're talking about... but hopefully things wouldn't get too awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer getting to know someone first before dating them or going in "blind"? depends on what you mean by getting to know, blind definitly not, but after a while of talking yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you carry on a relationship with someone with the same first name as a family member? hasn't happened, but I'd hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished it was more "socially acceptable" for a girl to ask a guy out? yes!  I don't see the problem and it would fix so many people's problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your opinion on sex without emotional commitment? um... prostitution?  there should always be a connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been romantically attracted to someone physically unattractive? basically once I find someone romantically atractive, they just become physically attractive, so I'm not sure how to answer that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the opposite sex finds you good-looking? probably not, but everyone has thier own tastes, I'm not too worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be willing to give up sex in exchange for an emotional commitment you knew would last? oh geez... this is like a battle between me being a guy and me being sensetive and actually believing in the lasting thing... can't answer since I'm pretty sure this won't actually happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the number of the last question was a coincidence? number...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSSESSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What physical, tangible possession do you want most? money...? or thing worth lots of money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How badly do you want it? a few million wouldn't be bad right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 'The Exorcist'?: um... tried to "see" it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long did it take you to understand why the last question is in this section? um... well I "got" the joke, but I also saw Juli's answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Christmas music too far away from Christmas annoy you? somewhat... just too repetivive... we need new songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old do you think you will be before you stop liking getting older? not sure... depends where I am in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best Halloween costume you ever had?: "cool?" was last year I suppose...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the worst Halloween costume you ever had? not sure... not wearing a costume at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What holiday do you think has still managed to retain its original meaning? original meaning...?  is there such thing these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are currently no federal holidays during August- what should be put there? Bryan day...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good is your short-term memory? ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good is your long-term memory? good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your earliest memory? either kindergarden or like 2 yo... not sure if iI dreamed it or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your happiest memory (other than receiving this survey)? could be a number of things, mostly relating to the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your strangest memory? eek... my worst dream when I was like 6 maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song, movie, etc. do you wish you could memorize? all of them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie makes/made you cry? not sure... I've come close but never have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What book makes/made you cry? I don't think one has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song makes/made you cry? none, but if one would, probably some random mushy one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes/made you laugh so hard you cried? um... being tickled for a really long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to be cloned? might be odd... probably not, maybe just clone my organs for use if I need a replacement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could be alive when the world was ending, just to experience it? not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango? woah... this one went right over my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that one hundred and one questions is too long? sort of...? never done one this long, but I suppose thats a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the one hundred interesting questions actually were interesting? Some more understanding to what some meant would be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sorry you began filling it out? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What question do you wish it had asked? meh... don't really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you have answered it? not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TWO MOST IMPORTANT QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you let the people you love know you love them? oh geez... I say it, but when you mean it it's the hardest to say, so I'm not exactly sure how to answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want the people who are reading this survey to know? hm... no idea... maybe jsut that I'm me and I don;t think anything is going to chage that?  but yes you are all wonderful people for reading all the way to the end, although I'm sure a few of you readin this part will have just skipped down to read the last question because you're slackers!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Go Wonderland!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Arg... teenage angst...&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Hope you had fun at the Anime Con, Auda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108519946091793664?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108519946091793664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108519946091793664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108519946091793664' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108475526791995580</id><published>2004-05-16T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T20:54:27.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well as you can see my blogging frequncy is slowly getting lower and lower... but I'm still alive.  Blogger went under some crazy new layout stuff, I was rather confused at first.  I'm sure you know by now that I'm just far too lazy to talk about Vancouver and I'm sure you could find anther person's blog that has stuff on it.  I may put pics up some time though... but alas I'm still computer stupid.  So.. anyways, welcome back all Queens people!  Missed you all bunches!  Your pics take so long to load though, so I got lazy and have only looked at Juli's so far.  In the past week what has happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert was great on Wednesday and Thursday night!  Other than a minor Jr/Sr Vocal accident I think both nights were great!  As usual Chamber Choir blew everyone away both nights, as did Wind Symphony.  We're just too good!  Even Monday Morning was great, although Mike is an idiot and decided to wait a few minutes to get on stage!  Third Stream had it's best performance ever!  When Mrs. Caswell applaudes you know you've done something right.  I didn't especially think my solo performance was good, but thanks to anyone that has said so anyways :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after I waited after school for you Queen's type people to come back (Yay!) I went with Simmon, Cat, and Auda to the park behind the Markham Library.  Even though you don't want me to say it, everyone knows Cat!  You guys are so good together!  It's going to last, you both deserve it!  So while Cat and Simmon were cuddling on the bench, Auda and I decided to go on the swings and just have our random talks.  Somehow it went from her love life to us burning ants and any other random bugs we found.  Yea pyros!  Then we all went our separate ways and I went home for some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to MDHS's 50th reunion.  over 2000 random MDHS grads from 1928- present came and it was quite a show.  I haven't seen that much sprit out of old people ever!  But it was good, we wowed them with a performance by Wind Symphony and Chamber Choir, although we were 9 short in choir, rather odd, but good anyways.  After that day of fun went out on a rather random driving adventure with a bunch of other music geeks to Jake's on Main, the Thomas' house (Yes, I mean Mr. Thomans the music teacher), and just more crazy driving antics.  One of the best nights I've had in a while considering I've been so busy with school work and been at the condo the entire week.  But I'm actually at home now, the Unionville house, and will be able to do stuff instead of just sitting around hoping I can call someone and have hour long calls to take up my time.  Unfortuantely no one has made an offer on my house yet, so people will still be coming and going for showings, but I'm still hopeful.  Well I suppose it's a good thing, gives me more time to get my G2 before I'm permanently in the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... well that was really freaking long... but no time for the survey yet, I can't believe I remembered I still need to do that.  But at least you know things are still happening in my life... yes, because that's just that important.  hm.. oh well, I'd start some random argument about blog importance right now, but dinner calls so maybe another time.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I can't think of anything to PS about?! That's a first...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108475526791995580?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108475526791995580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108475526791995580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108475526791995580' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108389759791864921</id><published>2004-05-06T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T22:47:00.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow... been a long time.  I'm at the condo as we speak typing this up.  Since there's no TV I've found I have a lot of spare time, meaning I've got time to make a quick post.  I've forgotten where that survey is, but I'll find it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vancouver was great!  I'll be sure to update again once I get someone to help me with this stupid thing and get pictures up.  Until then I'll leave you in suspence... since you already know just about everything that happened because of other people on the trip.  I've really just been too damn busy to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I at the condo you ask?  Well my house is now up for sale (yes, there's even a "FOR SALE" sign out front) so real estate agents and thier client are constantly coming or going. My mom thought it would be wise to leave the ouse for a week to make sure nothing gets dirty and just to stay out of the way of the possible buyers.  They really don't want to see us there, supposedly peopel would feel bad "snooping" through the house while the family is in it.  That's pretty much why I'm here.  If anyone feels like a late night chat call me up (condo number: 416-510-8585) cause I've realized how bored it is without a TV to lounge in front of.  Yes, I'm a TV freak, but it keeps me occupied.  Kind of like a little escape from the rest of the world, so I don't really need to think about anything.  I will still be at school though and can go home after school, but I sleep here.  Must not get the house dirty.  It really is all about the first impression of the house.  We even got a decorator (sp?) for the house to spruce it up and it looks like a model home now.  She does good work and is supposedly good friends with the guys in Rush (the band)... so I'm thinking about trying to get her to get them to autograph a poster for me or something.  Once I'm back in the house, I have to get some people over.  It looks so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much what my life has revolved around for the past few weeks.  Vancouver and the condo... I'm not sure if I'm going to be updating again any time soon, but when I do I'm hoping to have pics and stuff up.  We'll see... Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy 15th Cat!  We should be... (fill in blank) more often!  Luv ya!  (That's right! L-U-V!  Sensetive bums... you know who you are *cough Auda*)&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Happy Seema, Mel, and Alyssa?!  Finally updated!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Good job to all of the people that tried out for SAC!&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Good luck to all of those at Conference, make us proud.  And I hope all of you going to Queen's next week have fun!  I'll miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108389759791864921?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108389759791864921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108389759791864921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108389759791864921' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108251595266250177</id><published>2004-04-20T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:56:38.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea!!! Go Leafs!!!  Well the game just ended and we kicked some Sens ass!  It's all thanks to Belfour, but a win none the less!  See you on Thurday Philly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been having such nice weather lately.  I've gone out for lunch quite a few times this week actually, so I'm making good use of the weather.  I can't go on and on for this post because I have work to do and need to start thinking about what I'm taking to Vancouver.  This trip had better be worth it!  Missing way too much school!  Going to miss you all though, since this will probably be my last post since I don't think I'll have time to tomorrow, with choir and packing.  Nor will I be on MSN... redundant, but no I have not died.  Plus I need to reformat my computer, it's so messed up!  A good trip away from school and the troubles of home and just not needing to think is what I need, but then I'll be hit with mounds of homework when I get back... Damn it!  I get back on Tuesday night!  It's going to be a school day the next day!!!  $#@!$#@&amp;$#@!!!!!!  So death to me...  But it will be fun and hopefully soon after my return I'll be back with pictures.  Maybe even some souveniers... *cough* Iris *cough*  She is the only one that has asked for anything, but if you feel you would like a little something from Vancouver just ask.  I don't have the money to get everyone something, but I know there's a few of you out there that just like souvenier type things.  So just comment or ask tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tomorrow, it's the Day of Silence for the Gay Straight Alliance, meaning no talking for the entire day!  I don't think I'll last, but it's for a god cause.  I have nothing against gays/bisexuals/etc and dont think they should be discriminated against.  So if I don't actually say "Hi!" in the halls to you tomorrow, don't be offened.  I've just been temporarily silenced.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I do get back from Vancouver I'll do the survey thing and hockey thing.  I"ve jsut had too little time on my hands and too much on my mind.  You know how it is, being 17 and trying to live it up.  It can't be done!  *sigh* I'm old...  But alas, work must be done now.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Woot! Vancouver!  Will miss you all, but there's much fun to be had!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I may ask one of you to hand in something to Mr. Bower for me on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS:  20 km/h speed limit!  Ah... good times Katherine :) (Yes that's Kat Sun!  Too many Cats/Kats!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108251595266250177?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108251595266250177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108251595266250177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108251595266250177' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108208231766629585</id><published>2004-04-15T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T22:30:16.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well since I've got nothing else better to do I've decided to post again.  It's only been two days, nothing interesting has happened, but I'm here none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have the urge to start singing the word "portabelo."  I don't think that's spelled right... but I'm talking about that kind of mushroom, or at least I think it's a mushroom.  I don't know why though.  I'm thinking of it like it's at the very end of a movie, zooming out on a single character standing on a bridge thinking.  I'm having all of these imagination bursts, kind of like in choir yesterday when we had to think of what a certain part of a song meant to us.  What I saw at that part of the song was a rose losing it's petals in a gentle breeze.  A solitary rose just sitting there looking sad, kind of like a farewell song or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actaully I just have the urge to sing, I'm not sure why either.  I suppose I'm rather hyped up about Cabaret and such, but sining is just a good way to get things out.  Kind of like screaming into a pillow, but it's gentle.  And with my little solo diddle at the end of In My Life, I'm kind of scared and excited at the same time.  Although it seemed more like a pity solo for me just because I've tried for about every solo this year and have failed, I'm still excited.  I just don't want to utterly fail and crack my voice or something.  Actually here's the lyrics for it, or the solo parts anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places I'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life, though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever, not for better;&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places had thier moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;there is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose thier meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Enter Crazy Acapella Stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Solo!)&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really quite sappy, but suitable for my mood right now.  I hope you all are coming to Cabaret!  First time I've ever performed in it!  So not all is going badly, unfortunately I didn't make it for the solo I auditioned for, but I'll be back next year with a vengance!  Damn... I still have to get food and such for this stupid thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read Mel's blog and her dating thing made me think.  It seems like couples come and go in waves.  Maybe it's just Valentine's Day.  Makes us all go crazy, yes including yours truly.  Or I'm just the odd freak that gets affected by it.  I did go way too overboard last year.  Made damn paper flowers for all the giftees (as in my year last year, gr 10) and then got all hyped up about someone.  At the moment I say booerns to V-day, but I know I'll have turned around by the time it comes around again.  I'm a sucker for sappy stuff like that.  Damn Hallmark... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think Ive made this post reasonably long enough, if I continue I'll just go into a rant or something and get all depressed, but I really do have a lot of other topics I keep putting off.  Therefore I'm going to put them in a PS to make sure I remember them.  But yea... I have a Bio test to study for... AGAIN!  Arg... damn it, 2 tests in a row for Bio!  Must go, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Next topics: How hockey could be a big fraud to suck money out of us, I need to put up a survey (went to Juli's blog and get reminded that I've never had one up here) so maybe you all can get to know more about Bryan (yay... lol), hm... I'm sure there was something else... oh well, hockey and a survey will make it plenty long enough.  Surveys are always huge, plus I think I'm doing 2, just cause Juli actually had 2 very differnt ones.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Tickets are sold out... but GO CABARET!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Wait... forgot to mention the Leafs... I will next time.  Damn it!  Tied at two, but this links into my hockey fraud anyways.&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Don't be depressed or have manic depression.  I can't say I'm not, but I don't care what other people think about it.  You should just care what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108208231766629585?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108208231766629585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108208231766629585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108208231766629585' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108190811230267012</id><published>2004-04-13T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T22:05:48.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow... I've really slacked on my blog.  It's not like I haven't wanted to, but nothing really interesting has happened in the last week.  I suppose there's a few things and just for Mel I'm updating once more.  Seems like she spends more time here than I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see... last week.  Hm... there was picture day for all the clubs/teams/bands you were in and I was pretty surprised to find out I was in some 8 or 9 groups.  Another funny thing that happened on the same day was that I got a letter saying that I did not pass the Literacy Test for this year.  First though to come to mind, "WTF?!"  I had already recieved the letter last year saying I passed both reading and writing sections, but for some reason it never got put and and assumed I had to rewrite it this year.  So I went to my school file and found a copy of the letter that said I passed.  In the words of Mr. Tsigaridis, "Mistakes happen, but it got fixed."  MISTAKES?!  This could have kept me back in highschool another year and do you know how embarassing it would be to take the test next year with a bunch of gr 10s?!  Mistake my ass!  The world is plotting against me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really for the school week that's all I can think of... Sorry if I forgot something you thought was specail, but after a week things tend to slip my mind.  Then this weekend came around.  My brother came to visit, which was nice, spend some quality time with him catching up on what we've been up to.  Went to my aunt's house for dinner and ate way too much!  Pround moment of the day... or wait... well not life, but something really big... I had my first drink!  Meaning alcohol... if you didn't catch that.  Wasn't anything huge, just a Woody's Ice Vodka, something like 5.5% alcohol or something.  I was surprised I actually drank the whole thing, but I suppose after the first few sips you just get used to the weird after taste.  I can hold my liquer though, out of everyone there I was the only one that left unbuzzed or red.  And basically anyone that drank more than I did only had like a glass of wine added.  Proud moment.  I'm one of the only Chong's that can drink.  Not my limit?  I'm not really sure if I want to test that yet, but at least I've gotten my foot through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went bowling on Sunday... most random event ever.  We had no idea who was coming or what time they would get there.  We even "interupted" Jelena and... *cough* But eventually they came too.  It was a good laugh.  I am ashamed to say that I lost to Stephen though.  Sad day, but oh well, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on Monday... More Jelena!  Went to her house to see some good "School of Rock", For a Jack Black movie not bad, I don't thoroughly enjoy his humour that much, but it's good when you just need to laugh for no good reason.  The day ended up as a downer though, most know why, but I'm not going to get into it too much.  If you know what I'm talking about then you know why I'm not going to.  But thanks for the support guys.  Don't know what I'd do without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this leaves today... I suppose your average day, but everything seemed different.  I was hit with a chem quiz on stuff we just learned the last day... and guess what?  I wasn't here the last day!  So I got to wing it and hoped for the best.  Yea... this is me failing school :P.  After Jazz I went out with Cat and Auda to Tim's for a wholesome dinner.  Thanks for coming guys, a good outing with some good friends really does a guy good :).  Gotta love the groupie, eh Auda?  Oh man...  Yea I'm wierd.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking of random quotes that sort of related to me and was scanning over MSN.  Someone had somehting about a tunnel or something like that and with a few alterations I came up with: "They say there's a light at the end of every tunnel, well my tunnel must just be really long." Yes somewhat corny and makes me seem utterly depressed beyond belief.  But this is just my mind working at like 2am.  It just seems like things go wrong at the worst times for me, like when I'm most excited about something or when I anticipate something that I really want.  I'm probably just paranoid, but it really does seem like trouble follows me wherever I go.  Not as much as it used to, like back in grades 3-8.  Those were very bad times; fighting, really low grades, few friends.  I would like to say it's almost completely turned around, but it really isn't.  At least it seems like the mother situation has finnaly taken a turn for the better.  Since the first Sunday of March Break, my mom has been really pissed with me.  Although today when she left for San Antonio, she actually gave me a hug and said "I love you" so things must be a little better.  A mother can only stay so angry for so long, but the thing that hurts most is that it seemed like she was giving up on me.  I'm problbly sharing way too much right now, but this is my blog and I need to vent out a little... or a lot.  Raging teenage emotions tend to make you say and do weird things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been one of the longest posts I've made in a while.  I suppose I just have too much to say and too much going through my head now... but alas time heals all, or so I hear.  Well I won't burden you with my rambling anymore, considering I have a few tests to study for tomorrow.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You all mean so muchto me.  You guys are really what keeps me from going insane these days, which is a good thing!  It's just really nice to know you guys are there for me.  I just want you to know that I'll always be there for you too.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Regarding the downer part of my post, I hope no grudges are going to be held.  You know how I feel and I know I can't change the way you do.  Even though there isn't an "us" anymore, I hope you always know I'm here for you.  Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108190811230267012?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108190811230267012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108190811230267012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108190811230267012' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108105454599760838</id><published>2004-04-03T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T23:59:28.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well 4 days is better than nothing... but it's not like if my blog ended the world wouldn't be the same.  I mean I have what? Maybe 10 or so loyal commenters and, well maybe a bunch more readers, but I'm here and that's all that matters.  Maybe it's just the tiredness of Wake-a-thon talking.  I'm not quite sure... since last night... wait... since this morning I've been having a Bryan attack or me going crazy, so I was just being me and reading into everything in my life and everyone else's lives way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happend this week since Tuesday, just the usual.  Other than Certamen!  Although I wasn't a competitior, it's fun to watch your school kick ass at anything!  Good job to all teams! Lessons learned from that night: having +200 in the cold cafe for over 8 hours makes you sweaty, Stephie is a vicious basketball player, Yin Xia and Sam should never sing again, and last but not least... Chen is a god!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Friday night... Wake-a-thon!!! I got there at about 6:30pm cause my Mom had to go out, but at least I got to hang with people in LEAD and such for the first chunk.  This year was actually filled with a lot more walking around than last year.  Maybe cause Yvonne always had to be on the move or she would fall asleep, but I never really stayed in one place.  It was fun though!  DDR, badminton, limbo (that's right Dennis, kicked your ass!), movies (bad movies: Honey *ugh*), basketball, and random corners.  A very crazy night!  I didn't actually start getting tired until about 5:00am, which is when I layed down and started fading in and out.  I stayed up the whole night though!  Left a little worried and tired, but it was nothing 9 hours of sleep at home wouldn't fix.  As soon as I got home I hit the sack and was out like a light.  I didn't wake up until 5:00pm, a perfectly good waste of a day, but I got my sleep.  So overall I was quite satisfied with the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of LEAD... I've read you're arguments Jason and Matt.  I know where you're both coming from.  If you want to quit Jason, then do it.  Matt is right that it looks better to stick with it, but it does keep you busy and if you don't find it worth it then you don't need to be in it.  I was never in LEAD, which is kind of regretable, but if I was I'm realizing how many thing I would have missed being in "Follow" or the things that I did miss not being in LEAD.  Each has his own way of doing things.  Just live with it and respect each other's decisions.  You are different people with different ideals/lifestyles.  Well I'm done my little rant on that, maybe the whole "not in LEAD" thing is getting to me.  Meh... I'm happy, but that's all for now.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I may add PS's later... need to recollect my thoughts... My brain is in a differnt time zone right now... Damn Wake-a-thon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108105454599760838?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108105454599760838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108105454599760838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108105454599760838' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108069429241144548</id><published>2004-03-30T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:57:04.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow... I'm not sure what just happened, but the post I thought I lost on Saturday just came back...&lt;br /&gt;So If it seems like I've mentioned things twice in places, I thought that I had lost the last post... really odd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... I actually forgot something from Monday.  Last night I had my 2nd playoff game and unfotunately we lost 6-5.  It was sad... we should have won, but oh well.  I was half sick going into the game, so I don't think playing really helped my sickness.  In the end it was a good run though. Later days! (again! ah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108069429241144548?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108069429241144548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108069429241144548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069429241144548' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108069349377056963</id><published>2004-03-30T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:43:34.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh... (dedicated to Seema :P) I'm sick... and as my MSN name says, "I feel like I've been hit by a truck!"  But alas I do feel better than I did this morning, 5 hours of extra sleep tends to do that.  I just hope I heal in time to go to Wake-a-thon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really let the blogging habits slide... I haven't updated since last Wendesday.  But nothing huge has happened since then.  My life is pretty boring as it stands... oh well.  Lets see... Thursday what did I do?  Well there was just band in the morning as usualy, but I got to slack when I came home since there was a Vocal Festival the next day.  Third Stream went to some festival... I really don't know what it was called... but we had that short guy from the group Cadence adjudicate us.  It was fun, cause he could sing so freaking high... and we got invited to nationals.  Meaning we got "gold", but they don't rank in that festival.  Unfortunatly no groups are going to Nationals this year.  The only reason we went last year is because it was being held in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went out to dinner with family for my aunt's birthday.  I forget what mall the restaurant was in... but I did notice something rather odd...  You know how they have the info signs at each entrance/exit of most malls, well I was looking at the one they had in the mall we were in and it had about 25 stores for women's clothing and only 6 for men's.  Of those 6, 3 of them were unisex.  Meaning in the entire mall there were only 3 stores for men's clothing... and like 22 for women's!  Now women do enjoy shopping more, but think about the ratio!  That's a damn lot of clothing!  At least it's a little more balanced at Markville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was just a homework day... yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was an adventure... The day started off with Vancouver Band... Since it's a day 1 we split up into ur small ensembles or vocal.  Now I haven't been to any of the vocal practises yet... So Mrs. Caswell put me on Tenor... AH!!!!! You have no idea how freaking high they sing!  In order to sound good a certain something would have to be chopped off... I don't know how Chen does it... MacKendrick is a woman so its easy for him!  I think my throat will die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I went in to Music Counsil feeling a little woozy... I got through it, but I wouldn't have been able to survive the day.  So I went home and slept.  And that's my story... I suppose I would have said a lot more on each day.  I hate how I forget the funny stuff from each day and don't bring up good discussion topics... My train of though just seems to wander a little when I post.  Oh well, hopefully something will occur.  I may or may not be at school tomorrow, I'll have to see how I feel tomorrow morning.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Cabaret song not looking good, hopfully I'll still audition for a solo.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Commenters rock my socks!  Go Toria!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: You know it's all a big joke Jo!  Much luv!&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Just thought I'd add my 2 cents to the whole topic of certain people doing stupid things.  Many of you may have no clue what I'm talking about, but if not then don't worry.  I actually commented on Jodi's blog, but I'm too lazy to join Xanga and comment on Andrew's.  What you guys did that night was pretty bad.  I mean I've done stipid things too; like egging, illegal fireworks, taking stuff off the roof of UPS (balls and such, not actual parts of the building).  Yet its another thing to go out drinking/smokin/peeing at a party your not supposed to be at.  It's all fun and games, but just try not to piss off too many people.  In the end, anyone might have done that, so I hold nothing against you guys.  It's what we stupid teenagers do.  I don't smoke or drink, but I know it's fun to go out and cause random mayhem every once in a while.  Just try to make a better choice of where to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108069349377056963?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108069349377056963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108069349377056963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069349377056963' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108044968008543472</id><published>2004-03-27T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T23:58:12.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108044968008543472?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108044968008543472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108044968008543472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044968008543472' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108044967119212095</id><published>2004-03-27T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T23:58:03.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it's a Saturday night and I'm at home alone... *tear* Well I was just out at dinner with family, but I've been home since 9ish.  This week has been pretty good, I've gotten to be pretty lazy for the most part.  Thursday was Wind Symphony in the morning, which was the usual.  Mr. Bower wasn't here so World History was a breeze with the supply and the Bio test wasn't nearly as deadly as I thought it would be.  I scowl at the ditchers *cough Auda cough* but I still enjoyed lunch.  I was able to actaully take the bus home, it was rather odd though, because I actually only used the bus twice this week.  Thursday after school and Friday morning.  Monday morning I had Vancouver Band and after school I had to go to the library, Tuesday morning I had Music Council and had Jazz and Band after school, Wednesday I had Gr 10 Band and vocal afterschool, and Thursday morning I had Band again... I'm not quite sure if its worth paying for the bus anymore... but it's convenient if i need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the Third Stream performance... somewhere in Brampton, I don't even know what the school was, but this meant I only had to get to school by 8:15am, meaning I could take the bus.  It took over an hour to get there, but when we did we were surprised by our kick ass performance.  If anyone remembers the short guy from the acappella group Cadence, he was our adjudicating clinition.  It was funny because he could sing really freaking high, yet he noted that the basses (mostly me) had a hard time hitting the right low notes.  We usually ended up going way too low and making our own little chord.  It was fun though, I just need a little more practice... or actually just need to practice.  Lets hear it for slacking for vocal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just left today which was fairly boring.  Just went to play in a friendaly poker tournament.  Made it to the finals, but I'm really to lazy to arrange it with the other guys, so I'm not sure if it's going to happen.  Then I went out to dinner with family for my aunt's birthday.  And that's my day, I would have liked to go out to the movie with you guys, but family calls.  I suppose that's all for now though.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Those who commented rock!  *Rock my socks Toria!*&lt;br /&gt;PPS: More promotions! Wake-a-thon!!! GO!! Cabaret!!! GO!!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Many appologies to that specail wo... man... lets just settle on man... that specail man Jodi for taking so many of my halarious jokes.  They are said with the most love possible Jo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108044967119212095?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108044967119212095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108044967119212095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044967119212095' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108017912173358134</id><published>2004-03-24T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T20:48:49.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You all suck!  Not really, but it's sad that Jenn was the only one that commented.  I'll have to search on my own... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday went alright, cause our History project got delayed due to a sick member in our group and bio was it's usual funness.  Going to see Heather Brambrick (sp?) for vocal was alright, but I'm beggining to get sick of vocal... It takes up way too much time!  Jazz went alright too, I finally got myself a solo!  Best part is that it's written out!  The true lazy man's solo!  I need to practise though... with Peter N, and I don't really know him that well... Interesting it will be.  Went to Tim Horton's for dinner, I haven't been in so long.  Ate with Jodi, Mok, and Alex.  Good times, you never really notice how well you can get along with some people until you sit and just have a good laugh.  And with Jodi around, its hard to stop laughing... at her!  Don't worry Jodi, there's still much love for you, kind of like another man's love for you.  Actually two men's love!  Two men's.. doesn't sound like I'm saying it right... but anyways, Jodi has her new sexy Cam Nord and her other man that wants to be significant.  She knows who I'm talking about and would want to hit me when she reads this.  But anyhoo this brings us to band, first one after the break.  We weren't too bad though and I love our songs!  Only complaint is that Mars is too crazy and Canticle of the Creatures only has 2 good movements out of 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also Music Council where we talked about Cabaret and such.  You all must go!  I think its about $8 a ticket and they'll go on sale some time in April.  I think it's on the 16th... not sure, it's whatever Friday is around the 16th.  But go!  Also more school promotion... go to Wake-a-thon!  I'm not even in lead, but it's really fun!  I regret not going in gr 9, but last year was so fun!  It give you a chance to stay up all night with friends, playing games, eating, and doing whatever other crap you want to do!  The best part by far is the mingling!  Basically I met all you gr 10s through this or Classics, but mostly this!  So if you're looking for that special someone... don't look here, look for great friends here!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... gr 10 band this morning... urg... tired!  I really should ask Caswell if I can play, maybe tune up on my Tenor skills.  Everything else was brutal today, other than lunch.  Practised the gr 10 music with Yvonne and realized how freaking hard it is to play her awful sax... rent one!  Then came Chamber... and Third Stream... arg... the pain of it all!  So now I'm home waiting for my ass to get into gear and start studying like crazy for my Bio test tomorrow.  Odds are that I'm going to die!  Alas it saddens me, but I'm looking forward to the near future anyways.  So I suppose I should go to study... but if anyone read this and didn't read my last post... go read it!  I'm still looking for ideas!  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yay for Seema!  She just commented, didn't leave any song choices but at least she pretended to give it some thought.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Forgot to mention something else about Monday, I went to the Markham Library with my History group.  I got there late cause I got a ride from someone and as I left Benson had walked all the way from the Library back to make sure I was coming.  So I got there and Tania tells me that Benson had just left to get me.  So Benson walked all the way back the the library.  Lots of exercise for him.  It made me laugh and laugh!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Another note to Seema, I think I scared Yvonne (Chaing) the other day, when you said she was short.  It also made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Just to note that I've actaully hit 4 PS's today, haven't done that in a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108017912173358134?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108017912173358134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108017912173358134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108017912173358134' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-108001768727901764</id><published>2004-03-22T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T23:58:12.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooo... just got back from hockey and I'm so tired.  It was kick ass though!  First playoff game yet and we won 8-6!  Best part is that I got 2 assists and a goal!  At least the end of my first day back went well, but yes we are back in school... Tis' a troubling time because work has gotten harder and more plentiful.  At least I get to see everyone everyday now, cause it's rather odd going a week without seeing or talking to people.  Either you seem to grow distant or it's like they never left.  I suppose it depends on the person.  I'm glad that everyone had a good break though and anyone that actually went anywhere must bring pictures to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was interesting... but I hate Day 2's, they are teh suck!  Ok... I should never say that again, but at least it gets my point across.  I just hope that tomorrow will go a little more smoothly, even though I'll be at school until 8:30pm as usual since it's a Tuesday.  But I do get to skip out on a little of 2nd period to "perform" for some random vocal teacher type person.  Yes, choir does have it's perks now and then.  I wonder if I'll join next year though... of course I might not be here, but lets just assume I am.  It does take up a lot of time... even this Friday I'm going to be gone for Chamber...  At least it brings me pride to know that I am able to "sing".  We all take the term "able to sing" very lightly these days...  But Cabaret is moving in quickly and I'm hoping to audition for a solo of some type.  This will be the ultimate test.  If you have any ideas for a song comment.  YES COMMENT ON A SONG CHOICE!  Hopefully many of you will see that.  I'm looking maybe romantic... but if there's an upbeat song you can think of that wouls suit me go for it!  Cabaret will keep me busy tool; considering I'm on Music Council planning it, performing for Monday Morning Blues Band, performing for Third Stream, The Barsick Boys (hopefully, see Mar. 13 post), and then my solo.  If I make it for all of them I'm gonna die!  Actaully my solo idea just got better...  If you know of any good duets post them too!  I may find myself a partner, but I'm thinking more along the idea of doing a duet by myself, if that makes sense.  Most of you know of my "unique" Elijah talents... maybe not talents, but I can sing pretty freaking high.  So yes, lots of ideas must come in!  When I say lots I mean lots!  Considering I can't think for myself and can't really think of a good romance or duet at the moment.  That's all for now, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I forgot about seeing Sisters of Song today after school, but you guys are pretty good.  You could use some male presence, but for girls you're good... just kidding!  You rock!  I think I may have scared most of the girls that I don't know... I have that affect on people I don't personally know, so get them to get to know me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-108001768727901764?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108001768727901764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/108001768727901764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108001768727901764' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107990290806534429</id><published>2004-03-21T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T16:06:20.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* It's the last day of March Break... and how am I enjoying my last day?  By sitting here and doing homework... Yes, I'm a sad little boy.  Kind of depressing, knowing we won't get another opportunity like this until summer comes around.  At least by then I'll be able to get the car and hopefully have a cell to randomly call people and get thier lazy asses out of their houses.  I hope you all did enjoy your break though, I know I did (for the bulk of it anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to go out with Yvonne last night, but at least we talked on the phone for a long while.  Since I've been at home though I didn't think it was nessecary to gel my hair today.  Its kinda odd... I cant even remember the last time I didn't gel my hair.  The last time anyone has actually seen me without it was sometime in the summer when I jumped into a pool.  I find it funny though, because I look so different without it.  Personally I think I look a lot better with it, because it really gives my appearance character.  Maybe even additude... perhaps a little too punk, cause I am so not punk... at least that's what I think.  I think that if I got contacts, didn't gel my hair one day, and wore very un-Bryan clothes I could pass off as being a different person.  That would be wierd, I could be two people.  If I had the skills/resources I would put up pictures of geled and not geled (that spelling looks so wrong...) hair, but alas I don't know how to and am lacking a camera.  I do look more chinese without glasses... I know I look chinese, but not your typical chinese.  Not sure... oh well... That's my little shpeel for the day, I don't know how Jon does it... Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107990290806534429?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107990290806534429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107990290806534429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107990290806534429' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107980972500944865</id><published>2004-03-20T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T14:21:32.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man it's already Saturday... I haven't posted since Wednesday.  Only one day left until the break is over... rather depressing, but now I have lots of home work to do.  Well what has happened since Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the Triplets party and much fun was had!  I am the Hearts king!  We watched Virgin Suicides... and it wasn't a scary movie, just creepy.  I'm not exactly sure what to say about the movie, it was different.  Interesting facts... the pizza seemed to heat in different sections and Coke can smell funny.  Even though it was the exact same pizza, some slices were completely melted while others were still icy cold.  You guys made me paranoid about the Coke... it wasn't the cups, so that makes it all that much wierder.  Oh yea... guys smell like "guy".  I never knew that the smell of "guy" had been defined, but apparently I smell like one, which is a good thing since I am a guy.  I suppose cologne or deorderant would sell like "guy", but I don't wear cologne and you have to have a really good sense of smell to smell my deoderant through 2 shirts.  Though Juli tells me I smell good... meh.  Maybe I should wear Axe or something, simple yet affective.  Someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday I just went to the mall with Iris, had some well needed bubble tea, and went home.  Yay for home... I kind of just want school to come back so it will give me something to do away from home.  You know you're weird when...  hopefully things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves today... yucky weather, but I'm happy.  Cause today it has been exactly 2 months.  I'm not really sure whether time flew or slowed, because every moment was special.  In any case it has been a great 2 months Yvonne!  I wouldn't rather have spent it with anyone else!  Hopefully something will come up tonight, even though "now" both our houses are pretty off limits.  Only time will tell... I seem to say that too often.  I think I just like one liners.  I might be back on later tonight, but then again it might be too late.  So later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107980972500944865?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107980972500944865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107980972500944865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107980972500944865' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107958416575742907</id><published>2004-03-17T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T23:32:44.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was boring just like most days.  I went out with my Dad and Grandpa to dinner.  It was some chinese steakhouse... yea it sounds wierd.  Oxymoronish in a way, but the t-bone steak I had was so good!  This brought me back to my humble and angry abode (read from Sunday).  So I was pretty bored, but Yvonne and Auda kept me company on MSN.  Auda did mention this site I had been to before, the cyborg name generator.  Basically you go to www.cyborgname.com, type in your name, and it will give you a robotic name.&lt;br /&gt;ie: Bryan Chong =&lt;br /&gt;Biomechanical&lt;br /&gt;Robotic&lt;br /&gt;Yelling and&lt;br /&gt;Assassination&lt;br /&gt;Neohuman/&lt;br /&gt;Cybernetic&lt;br /&gt;Humanoid&lt;br /&gt;Optimized for&lt;br /&gt;Nocturnal&lt;br /&gt;Gratification&lt;br /&gt;This kept me amused for the next few minutes.  Especailly the nocturnal gratifying part!  So I'm pretty much bored now and am just going to either ramble or end this post.  I'm looking forward to the Triplets thing tomorrow.  I say we go bowling after, but we'll have to see.  I'm most likely going to be walking there with Yvonne in the morning, but an adventure it will be.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To Kae and all other who read my blog and didn't understand "Bryan Jr."  I'm not talking about the Bryan Jr. you can find below.  I gave Yvonne a bear from Bear City (STC) and it's name is Bryan Jr.  So no I'm not that revealing... yes I'm talking to you Mac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107958416575742907?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107958416575742907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107958416575742907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107958416575742907' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107954452127816289</id><published>2004-03-17T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T12:31:59.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Much to be added to this later, but it's 12:30pm and I'm bored.  What do I do when I'm bored?  TV, blogging, and random Msn talking.  Someone save me!  Well... actually I'm going out in about 2 hours to my Grandpa's, but according to my dad I'll be back at like 7-7:30pm.  The night is still young!  So if anyone has the need to do anything call me up now to make plans for later... or just call later.  March Break isn't supposed to be boring!  And I have the urge to go bowling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107954452127816289?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107954452127816289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107954452127816289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107954452127816289' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107949832952617920</id><published>2004-03-16T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T23:42:06.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I skipped a day... but you didn't miss much yesterday.  All I did was stayed home and cleaned... fun...  At least I got to sleep in until like 4pm.  Considering I stayed up until like 4 talking to Yvonne and Juli the morning before I needed the rest.  It's quite amusing how the best conversations are held late at night.  I'm not sure why, but they do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was better though.  My mother is still quite angry, but I got to spend the day with Yvonne!  We went out to see Eurotrip, which is actually quite halarious.  It was really cold waiting for the bus to get to her house though.  I hate the Unionville local.  I had missed the bus by like 5 min when I got outside, and since I was unaware of that fact I stood outside for an hour in the cold...  I thought it came ever half hour, but apparently at noonish it only comes every hour.  So I froze my ass off.   At least I was warmed by spaghetti as soon as I got to Yvonne's.  After the movie we headed over to Bowie's.  I wasn't quite sure if I was supposed to go, but it was fun!  We watched POTC and played pool.  Juli playing pool is funny!  At least you tried!  Bowie has such a nice house!  I want to move there!  So all in all it was a great day.  Spending the day with Yvonne makes up for everything!  I'm just glad I can turn to you guys when things are rough.  What tomorrow brings?  I'm not sure, but I missed a work group with my history group today... So I need to see if they're getting together again anytime soon.  Was not a good thing to miss out on.  Even considering that so many people are gone this has been a pretty good break.  Hope to have more good stuff to fill this with each day.  Later Days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thanks guys, you're the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107949832952617920?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107949832952617920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107949832952617920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949832952617920' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107930588781773132</id><published>2004-03-14T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T18:14:42.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Yvonne!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne's was fun yesterday!  Lots of Halo and a really wierd movie.  What could be better?  We watched Thirteen, a movie (true story) about random 13 yeaolds that are doing drugs, drinking, and having sex.  The whole rigamaroll.  No one we know was doing this stuff when they were 13, but I suppose I could see it happneing these days.  I mean kids are trying to grow up faster by doing "mature" things.  Other than that we played mad amounts of Halo, played Lisa's new kickin' bass, played Mah Jong (Asianess within is building), and had fun turning her basment light on and off.  Moments of the night:&lt;br /&gt;- learning that Chris M doesn't know how to spell her name (Yvvonne...) Best birthday gift ever!&lt;br /&gt;- watching her bird fly into a wall...&lt;br /&gt;- seeing her get underwear :P&lt;br /&gt;- unveiling of Bryan Jr.&lt;br /&gt;- knowing that 6 girls would be spending the night together... *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night!  Happy 16th Yvonne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just leaves this morning.  The down point of my March break... My mother is angry with me once again.  Seems like she is quite often.  But she left this morning without me to move stuff to the condo, because I couldn't get up in time.  Now she woke me up 3 times, but she left without me while I was washing.  So I'm pissed, but now that she's pissed too I'm not even sure if I can do anything tonight.  I'll probably just call around and go out anyways since she doesn't give a damn about what I do anymore.  It kind of makes me want to turn into one of those people from Thirteen.  Then it would make her happy that her son is a better person *note sarcasm*.  If anything interesting comes up tonight I'll be back on, otherwise later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107930588781773132?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107930588781773132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107930588781773132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107930588781773132' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-10792033544370568</id><published>2004-03-13T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T13:45:46.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I'm just waiting for Juli to pick me up to go to Yvvy's, but I said I'd update so that's what I'm doing.  I forgot to mention that we have a preliminary group name for our Cabaret group.  We used all of our names to see if we could come up with anything:&lt;br /&gt;B ryan Chong (me)&lt;br /&gt;A ndrew Mok&lt;br /&gt;R ory Young&lt;br /&gt;S immion Li (Shigashi)&lt;br /&gt;I van Lo&lt;br /&gt;C hen Chen&lt;br /&gt;K en Liu&lt;br /&gt;Yup... so we're the Barsick Boys!  We hand many other names, BRAsick, crabsik (if you don't know what having crabs is I'll tell you when you're older), Abricks, Bricksa.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what I wanted to say the other day was about me being old, or feeling old.  But first I'll start with old people.  When I went out to dinner with my Mom last night (see last post) we were there early, so there were only a few other people there.  Once about 5:30 came around people started flooding in.  The thing is that these were elderly people.  I was the youngest person in the resaurant by at least 50 years, other than my mom of course.  So as I was eating I noticed a lot of them were staring at me.  I mean sure I look like a punk, but all I'm doing is eating dinner, not smoking, killing someone, or stealing anything.  There were these 2 people that just kept staring though.  I mean I have nothing against the elderly, but these people pissed me off.  You know the look some old people can give.  The look that says, "I'm old! respect me!" or "I know you're a punk!  Why? Because I'm old and can do anything I want!"  These 2 people just stared though... so eventually I got ticked and just started staring back.  It wasn't evil staring though, just smiling at them constantly.  So they replaced thier staring with occasional evil glares.  I just hope I don't grow up to be old and bitter like them.  Because these 2 people weren't even talking to hte people they were with.  They just sat there looking... old and angry.  Well I'm sure once this punk ass kid left they were happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of punk assed kids... do you all remember back when you were younger and always looked up to the older kids.  I mean when you were in gr 4 and wondered if you were going to turn out like that punk guy in gr 8 that would always swear and be a jackass.  I'm still in the same mind set, I haven't changed my additude.  It's weaird though, because I can distinctly remember thinking, "Will I turn out to be some random punk?" back in gr 6.  Now I've changed a lot since then, but I don't know if I've become what I wanted to.  Cause I'm 17... Wow... I never thought it would get here.  But it has.  And I just feel old because I can remember so much from the past about thinking what I was going to be like at this point.  I guess I can't complain, but it really makes you think.  I mean next year I'll be able to vote and the year after that I'll be able to buy beer.  Back in the day it seemed so far away.  And now that it's so close, I'm begining to realize how fast things really pass by.  It's just a revelation I had with Jodi a while back, but haven't had time to post it up.  So this is for us old people Jodi!  And Kae just because he reads this... SO READ THIS KAE!  It's all good though.  I had better get going though, party calls.  If I'm back in time tonight I'll update on the fun time at the party, otherwise I'll ba back tomorrow.  Later Days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-10792033544370568?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/10792033544370568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/10792033544370568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#10792033544370568' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107915406397962109</id><published>2004-03-12T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T00:04:16.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it has only been 2 days since I last posted, going good so far.  I would have updated last night, but I was just so freaking tired... and lazy... I just got back from hockey though.  It was fun, because only 2 other guys showed up from my team and no one showed up on the other team.  So I got to play goalie!  Even wore all the equipment, so I got a good work out.  I'm not as bad as I thought I was.  Last night was even better though.  I can't believe it, 2 nights of hockey in a row.  But it was the last game of the regular season and I got a goal and an assist.  We were down 2-6 in the second and came back to tie it at 10-10.  Crazy high scoring!  Every person on our team scored since we were short handed.  Only 8 guys, but that's what made it so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun!  After I got home and washed dishes (ew...) I went to FMP (Firt Markham Place) and met up with Cat, Auda, Pat, and Anson (sp?).  Had a good laugh as we wandered the stores making fun of fobby clothes.  I do need a poster of sorts for my room of a girl.  I have none... no I'm not gay Auda!  Perferably a hot Asian woman... or Kristin Kreuk or Jessica Alba... *yum* Hey I'm a guy, so sue me!  Playing the baby game was halarious though!  I mean slapping, running, crazy sumo babies going at it!  Oh man!  Asian people are so weird...  in a sexy way...  But the night ended young because everyone had to go home, which let me to go to hockey. (see above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was crazy and long though.  Got up at 8ish to go to Ken Liu's house to practice for Cabaret, which you should all go to!  We're auditioning to sing Shape Of My Heart (Backstreet Boys).  If we make it we will kick some serious ass!  This should encourage you to go.  It's happening at some point in mid April.  Be sure to go!  My mom picked me up at 1pm to go to visit my "new school."  When you hear the word "collegiate" you think of really fancy right?  Well it turns out that this school is pretty much MDHS, but browner, if you know what I mean.  It smelled funny too... and also had multiple people macking it up in the stairwells *cough Alyssa/Matt cough*  Every Satirwell I went into had a couple... Major STD school!  So I just hope I don't get sent there.  This left me to going to dinner with my Mom to some fish n' chips place.  They had deep fried mars bars... *drool* It doesn't get much better than that...  You would think it's gross, but it is so good!  Then I finnaly got to go home, went to hockey, and am now blogging.  I'd make this post longer, but I want it to show up as a post from the 12th.  So I'll continue my explanations tomorrow morning about my day and the oldness I now feel.  I hope I'll get up in time to post, cause I might sleep in until I have to go to Yvonne's.  Only time will tell... Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mmmmmm... deep fried mars bars...&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I'd comment Ivan, but you're blogs are short and choppy, I just tell you the next day instead of commenting.  It all works out in the end, so don;t think I don't read it.  I read everyone's blogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107915406397962109?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107915406397962109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107915406397962109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107915406397962109' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107897448538070362</id><published>2004-03-10T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T22:11:14.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well according to someone *cough MEL cough* I don't update enough.  So I plan on updating at least every 3 days or over March or summer break everyday.  I don't know how Jon finds the time to update everyday and say so much!  He's just a crazy guy... or always has too much on his mind, just like yours truly.  What's even harder to believe is that I actually read through his massive blog every night... as well as every other person's that I know... it's sad, but at least I'm up to date with the happenings in our everyday world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what happened on Monday... Ah yes, I had a horrible Chem quiz/test, followed by a Physics project presentation, further followed by and even more horrible English test.  The day couldn't have gotten any worse... or so I though.  For right after school I had to go to ortho (the Orthodontist) to get my braces tuned up.  Its an ugly thing going every month just to have your teeth hurt for 3 days afterwards.  Anyways, I walked in, sat is the chair, and had the usual routine done.  But then they said they had to add something else to my back teeth.  So now my back molars (knew what they were called before, but it's nice to know Bio relates to real life things: like molars/teeth) have some wierd cap on the sides of them pulling my teeth.  Yes painful... but that's not the worst of it yet.  As they're about to put these molar thingies on, the assistant says, "Uhoh..."  Now honestly, when in the world does anyone ever want to hear a doctor/assistant/nurse/etc say "uhoh"?!?!  So I ask what's wrong and she just say she needs Dr. Laski (head honcho Dr. guy) to check something out.  So I just think it's nothing to worry about and that my teeth are just retarded and that she needs advice.  WRONG!  He comes along and says, "They aren't too bad, we can cover them since the caps (molar thingies) won't be on for long."  So I ask him what's wrong... I have a cavity... gross right?  Well even grosser is that I have 2 cavities on one tooth!!  Although incredibly small... 2 on one tooth?!  So after he removes the things from my molars I can get them checked out, but I have cavities...  It's not like I haven't had cavities before, I've had maybe 2 or 3, but still 2 on one tooth.  It just wierds me out.  So now I must uber brush all the time and lay off the sweets, its a sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is your regular day, thankfully a day 1.  Slacker day.  Bio test was reasonably easy, got 28/30, yay!  World Hist is always slack, but music is music and I have 2 things due tomorrow, not good.  Well its all good I suppose.  Hm... Band was good, I mean when you're playing such kick ass somes (ie. Jupiter and Mars from "The Planets") you can handle being with the gr 12s.  So first practice back together was good, smelly (think about it... over 100 bodies in one room for 2 hours...), but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves today... gr 10 attendance was good, good song choices.  I should ask Mr. Caswell if I can play with you guys.  Boring just sitting there, might as well make myself useful.  The rest of the day was as usual, all the classes and vocal after school.  Funny fact was that I yelled into the Washington Band (gr 9s) "Stephie, Aravind loves you!"  It was halarious because Aravind was standing right next to me and tried to kill me soon after.  Ah... young love... Now what would be even funnier is if Stephie read my blog, but I don't think so... Only Ivan is the loyal gr 9 that reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow only leaves a "possible" Bio quiz, (meaning there if there isn't one I will kill Mr. Morris, not literally) and music stuff (playing test and write up).  But at least it will be over and we get a March break finally!  If any of you are bored over the break call me up because chances are I just as bored as you.  Yaya for staying at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been skimming over other blogs and had some points of my own to add to them, although I doubt some of the people I'm talking about read my blog.  Firstly I was reading Yin-Xia's blog and the topics of sex and drinking came up.  First of all all this underage sex/oral or whatever is is these "kids" are doing is so wrong.  I mean you hear about it too much, and yes Jon gr 7s are doing all of this stuff.  I mean back when I was in gr 7 I was thinking that a hug or holding hands was big.  Now you hear about these kids having sex.  Kids these days are "growing up" too fast.  They think they're all grown up, but really, who are they kidding?  This is really all I have to say.  I could get into it more, but I've made my point.  It's just wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the drinking part... Yin-Xia you kill me!  Only if someone had been around to tape it.  I have no problem with underage drinking, I mean just about everyone does it.  It's wierd though, cause I feel like the only 17 year old on the planet that hasn't had a drink yet.  I'll get into the whole age topic next post, but it's true.  Just about everyone I know has at one point or another.  Either that or smoking of some type.  Not that the peer pressure is getting to me, but it's just something I've noticed.  I suppose given the opportunity I will at some point.  According to my Dad I'll prolly be able to hold my liquer though.  My brother needs maybe one shot and he's drunk, but I'm about 15 lbs heavier than him and it's wierd but I'm very much like my Dad.  Since he can hold his liquer (ie. still be sober after like 8 beers) I'm assuming I'll be able to do something close to that.  But just watch me die after one shot.  Oh the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness this is a freaking long post!  I hate it when you wanted to talk about something in your blog but forget what it was you wanted to talk about.  Which is why the "people's blogs I read" only turned out to be Yin-Xia's. It will come to me, but by the time it does I won't want to put it up.  So I just continue with something else.  I will continue the me being old thing though.  I have plenty to say about that.  But this has gotten far to long, maybe even past Jon long (no sexual pun intended, we all know how small it is.  Just kidding Jon :P)  So until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Good job to Cam Nord!  In case you're wondering, he asked Jodi Jahnke out... and she said yes!  So happy day!&lt;br /&gt;PSS: I just remembered what else I wanted to talk about.  My over analyzingness.  But that's a whole post in itself.  So another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107897448538070362?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107897448538070362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107897448538070362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107897448538070362' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107869932571573081</id><published>2004-03-07T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T17:45:10.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I'm getting pretty slacker with these posts.  It really sucks having posts 5 days apart, because I can never remember all of the important stuff or halarious events we do.  In any case I suppose some is better than none.  The last few days have been pretty hecktic.  Wednesday was the usual day 1, with vocal at the end of the day.  We got angry at the slackers who don't usually show up and it was surprisingly fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurday I wasn't at school because I was at my grandmother's funeral.  I'm fine about the whole thing, so you dont need to ask if I'm alright (thanks anyways *smile*).  I just have never been all to emotion to begin with.  The only reason I cry is because I get hurt physically or just when something really pains the heart (which is a rare occasion).  She couldn't speak English very well so our connection was just based on the "knowing" we loved each other.  Kind of like the mutual thing between siblings, you may find them incredibly annoying and want to kill them, but deep down you know you love them.  Maybe it just takes more time for guys to feel something more meaningful in death.  And I'm not saying its a bad thing for guys to cry, it's not just a girl thing.  Everyone needs a good cry every now and then, but I just don't too much.  We all know she's in a better place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on to something more pleasent.  After I got back from the funeral, I changed and went to the school dance.  Surprisingly it was pretty good.  I mean gr 9 was... well it was gr 9 and I was still getting to know people.  Gr 10... meh it was ok, but a downer cause I didn't quite get the girl (Most of you have no idea what I'm talking about, but that's ok, you get the point :P).  But this year was pretty good, music could have been better, but I'll dance to just about anything. I guess it was just the people there.Lets see:&lt;br /&gt;Gr 12s: Most of them I didn't personally know, but at least they tried to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Gr 11s: Always a blast with them (Yah Jodi!) cause only the people that actually dance come now *cough Jodi and Cam cough* So cute!&lt;br /&gt;Gr 10s: Also always a blast just to be with them.  Chris getting some grinding action!  Auda, Patricia and Jenny all made my night.  Thanks for making me go!&lt;br /&gt;Gr 9s: Last but not least.  They actually danced!  It was fun talking to them and dancing, especailly because I saw so many guy hit on them and fail... I'm not going to mention names though, because the people that actually read my blog know who they are :P&lt;br /&gt;So it was a fun night!  Any of you that didn't come be ashamed!  Just kidding.  Too bad Yvonne couldn't come... stupid job... would have been better with you, but duty calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leaves just a few boring days... since my mom has gone crazy and won't let me out of the house.  I've been at home all weekend, other than dinner with family on Saturday.  Gr... So Friday was filled with TV, yay... Saturday was just dinner and apparently Chris M's party, but I couldn't have gone anyways cause of family and all.  And that leaves today... which is equally ugly.  Best thing today was the fact that I slept in.  So for March break save me and get me out of my damn house!  Either that or come over to my house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I actually had something to talk about... but my mind has gone blank... Oh yes!  Everyone has mentioned coupling in their blogs or LJs.  I find it cute.  Not just because I am part of one of those couples, but just the fact that so many people are happy now.  I mean we all saw Matt and Alyssa coming (hehe couldn't resist), but there's the recent update with a certain couple that aren't in the same grade.  Once again not me and Yvonne!  Not sure if she wants me to metion it though, unfortuantely I already have, which defeats the prupose of me wondering if she minds... You all know who I'm talking about.  In any case, congrats!  If I haven't mentioned you don't be offended.  There's just too many to count right now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... also had something else.. Wait! yea, about this whole Jon thing.  I'm a few days late, but still I do believe someone has to be the ref!  As I saw it when Jon first wrote his blog, it just looked like a joke to me.  I mean I don't think anyone would ever even try to beat down on Juli.  Jon is just saying that he is flirty because Juli kind of introduced him to it.  I've even heard her say that we're all cuddly and into big pile ups because of her.  I mean I never really got into the whole cuddly thing until I started haging out with you guys.  So I don't really see a point in fighting.  Now if I had interpreted it the way Katie had then I would be pretty pissed as well.  I would defend any of my friends, even Juli!  Just kidding, you're as special as they come.  I just think this is too small of a thing to lose a friendship over.  Jon is just being Jon.  He writes what he wants to write, whether it's love, girls, school, or anything.  It's just the way he is.  Maybe we just need to find him a woman.  Jokes Jon, you go at your own pace.  And Katie is just being Katie, loyal and always willing to defend a friend.  Now I don't want either of you to change, but I hope that this was all just a big misunderstanding.  Well that's my perspective on this, hope it can help.  This has been quite a long post so I'll end it now, seeing that I have lots of homework still.  Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107869932571573081?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107869932571573081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107869932571573081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107869932571573081' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107828797536049418</id><published>2004-03-02T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T23:36:12.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, it has been a few days.  Well lets see...&lt;br /&gt;Arg... it's been too long to remember back that long, but here goes nothing.  Oh yes, Saturday.  Went over to Lisa's for the "Beatles-a-thon" which turned out ok.  Had a rough start though considering I got there half an hour late and no one was there!  But eventaully people showed up and it was fun, unfortuantely I had to leave early though to go out for my uncle's B-day... to watch a movie... Left a movie to go see a movie, ironic eh?  But we saw Master and Commander, which was actually a pretty good movie.  Two thumbs up!  A little gory at times for those that are sensetive, but a good blow em' up movie with a lot of angry passion (emotion not sex!).  After that we went to China Buffet King, where I pigged out, got fat, and went home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday rolled around and my mom left early in the morning to go to Vegas.  Business trip and won't be back until Wednesday... don't get any ideas, even though I am very tempted.  So I just satyed home all day and did homework to catch up on my missed work cause of music.  Fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Monday, it was your regular Day 1.  Nothing overly exciting happened; other than watching the Simpsons in History, an evil matching test in Bio, and your regular music.  Today was ok I guess, random happenings in Chem led to neat fire experiments and what not.  The English test... urg... could have done better, but can't complain too much.  Then I got to miss last period to go to the Markham Theatre thing with the band.  We played really well as usual, as did Wind Symphony.  But we soon merge back into the uber band.  I'll miss our little gr 10 helpers though, good times!  This pretty much bring you up to date with my life... other than the fact that my grandmother has passed away, so I'm not going to be here Thursday.  Ms. Oliver is going to kill me for missing math again.  Life goes on though.  It just reminds me how short life really is though.  Have I enjoyed it as much as I could?  Have I doen as much as I could?  The questions are endless and I can say that the first 13 or 14 years of my life could have been better socially.  Marks were fine, but now its the opposite.  Much better with friends and such, but marks could be better.  I dont know what I'm doing with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus side of life though... I'm still in debating mode for wether to go to the dance or not.  I have hockey on Thursday and it keeps me from getting fat, but dances provides dancing... Hm... it's hard to choose.  I mean guy go to dances to hit on girls and go chick hunting (or at least that's why Jon is coming haha), but I don't need to chick hunt.  I'd just be going for kicks and to watch Jon fail multiple times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... got me thinking about a conversation I was having with Alyssa about age differences.  I mean the way I see everyone is equal.  I know many people see me as the random guy that hags out with gr 10s cause he's a gr 11 reject.  But whatever.. can't win them all.  I mean once I meet someone and become friends with them, they are my equal or better.  Age means nothing to me.  I can get along fine with the gr 12s and even the gr 9s.  This could someday work against me and turn me into some sicko pedefile, but it won't happen any time soon.  It's just another random perspective I've picked up from high school.  I mean when I was in gr 8 I couldnt stand the gr 7s, let alone be friends with them.  But it's all differnt now, so don't think I'm a pedefile (*cough Alyssa*) or some other random thing related to liking younger or older people.  I just try to blend in with all sorts and I must say it has worked out for the best.  And if I'm a pedefile Yvonne what does that make you?  Ha!  In all honesty though, Alyssa you are too age oriented.  Drives me crazy when you're talking about people going out and having a year apart age difference and going "ew....!"  I mean I'm not looking, but I don't see what so bad about even a 2 or 3 year gap.  Maybe just because of my brother and Mimi... but that's old news.  The line should be drawn at gr 9 if you're in gr 12.  So 3 years... cause do you really want to be in University and say, "My girlfriend/boyfriend is in gr 10"?  Just a tad odd when you're in University.  Which is why saying gr 11 or 12 isn't that bad though.  In the future though, age has no affect on anyone.  I mean by the time you're 30, 5 years won't make a difference.  Just felt like summing some stuff up about that.  Had the idea in mind for a while and needed to blog.  But it really is true.  Age is only an issue for now.  Wait until you're older and then you can go for you're older men (*cough Jenn* *cough Lifeguard man*).  But it's late and I'm all out of things to say about this so later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Good luck at swimming Yvonne!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Katie wishes for me to tell my "tale" of woe, but it's too long and involves too much to put on here, so I'll tell at the next party or something :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107828797536049418?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107828797536049418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107828797536049418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107828797536049418' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107794320699747694</id><published>2004-02-27T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T23:42:59.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!  Sorry about the last post... I was just in a bad mood.  I rarely get like that, but whne it happens I get really pissy.  But anyways... the last few days have been good.  Jazzfest went pretty smoothly, good job Jodi and crew.  I'm quite pissed that we only got Silver Plus.  We didn't play the best we ever had, but we were still Gold material in my eyes.  Church Street was so kick ass though!  They deserved the Gold they got.  Ken, you are my hero!  I wish we had gotten the adjudicator they had gotten.  We had grumpy old man that just kept going on about Shaun.  Shaun is so much better than I am so I'm not insulting him, but maybe the guy was just talking about soloing so much because he wanted to show off...?  Probably not, but it's an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Heart &amp; Stroke.  It went fairly smoothly, so good job to the lead people!  But lead is still the epitome of pure evil...  Yay to Yvonne and I for raising a mean $84 on three routes!  It's all to a good cause, so it was worth sitting in the cold waiting for Mack to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today came... Yea for Chamber Choir!  Other than my one little blip of a false entry we kicked some serious ass.  Richard Nase (Spelling?) is so funny!  Had some serious passion for our singing.  We can't forget Jodi and her "late" cut off!  Good times!  So nove I've come home had a nap and decided to post about my oh so interesting life once again.  I don't know how Jon does it.  Making his posts so long, yet updating everyday.  He's a crazy man.  But I'm out, looking forward to Lisa's tomorrow.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The janitor... hehe&lt;br /&gt;PPS: All of this rubbing off talk is "wearing thin" haha... bad joke for the day&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Yes I love you as well Kae&lt;br /&gt;*thanks for the support guys*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107794320699747694?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107794320699747694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107794320699747694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107794320699747694' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107759920728630645</id><published>2004-02-23T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T00:09:34.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a failure... yes tonight I kind of have the urge to cast myself off of a cliff.  Don't worry I'm not going to, but maybe it's only because there are no cliffs in Unionville.  I just showed my mom my report card and my ugly marks.  Last term she told me to be proud of what I got if I really was, because last term I was pissed.  This just got her angry.  So this time around I try the good behavior, but she still gets mad.  Ok not mad, but just gives you the disapointing look that says, "My son is a failure, where did I go wrong?"  This is the kind of look that wrenches anyone's heart out.  So either way its a lose lose situation for me.  I think I could do better and I just need to apply myself more.  Lesson learned to late though... pretty much for sure that I'm getting the shaft from Markham now.  I just don't get it.  I've had this happend many times before.  I just don't change.  If you're wise, stay away.  Trust me, I'll rub off on you and make you stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I wish I had been born into a different family, I just wish I was in a less high achieving one.  If my brother is readong this I'm sure he would slap me, because I say this many times.  It isn't his fault for being just about perfect.  I mean I don't try to be him, and I am very proud of what he has become.  I just haven't become anything close to what he has.  I hear it everyday though, "Bryan why can't you be more like your brother?", "Bryan why can't you be as cool as your brother?"  And you guys ask me why I don't like the gr 11s all that much?  They piss the hell out of me!  I mean there are the select few that I really like and that are true friends, but as for the rest... I could die and they wouldn't give a crap.  They'd just say "As long as it wasn't Andy it's alright!"  I'm sorry, but you guys were always to tight of a groups to fit into.  Trust me I've tried.  Now not all gr 11s are bad, I know Jodi does actually read this, so Jodi don't worry you are one of the good ones.  But Andrew if you are reading this, take no offence.  I try not to compare myself to you.  Nor do I wish I were more like you.  You are you and I am me.  Other people just don't get that.  So all in all my mom has the right to be disapointed.  No this is not a "please pity me" post.  I just needed to rant a little.  Sorry if I've offended anyone or made you think differently of me.  I just needed to get this off my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107759920728630645?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107759920728630645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107759920728630645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107759920728630645' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-10774976506180577</id><published>2004-02-22T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T19:57:20.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend started off really well.  Friday was actually a lot of fun.  I slacked off most of the time for Musicfest, so I got to hang out with and meet new people.  It seems like when I meet new people there either an instant connection or its a horrible dud.  Fisrt impressions are important, but do I change just to get people to like me?  I'm not quite sure... kind of frightening.  But in any case... good job to Wind Symphony!  Markham is all gold!  ...except for those gr 9 failures!!!  Just kidding, you guys are great too!  Even the car ride home was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Juli: "My boobs hurt!"&lt;br /&gt;When do you hear a girl say this?  When she is smooshed between 2 guys... that sounded wrong... Ok when she is being bodychecked by 2 guys (one on each shoulder).  Instant fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too add to my fantastic weekend, I got to sepnd most of Saturday with Yvonne!  Happy 1 month! *hugz*  We went to see 50 First Dates (how appropriate :P) and it was actually pretty good.  Romance filled with Adam Sandler comedy.  But first we had lunch with her mom... it was interesting to say the least, but meeting the parents is always interesting.  I was only worried once her Dad gave me a ride home, if she hadn't been in the car too I would have probably passed out.  I suppose I'd talk more about Satuday, but I would probably get all mushy.  Yvonne knows what I would say *wink wink* and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today... today is one of those days where you want to beat someone with a baseball bat...  No I'm not going to, but you know what I mean.  Because I went out to a friends last night even though I had chores/homework to do, my mom has decided I'm going to Leaside next year...  I suppose I can understand why she has decided this...  But right now I am really pissed off.  I'm going to fight it, but odds aren't looking good.  I'm not going to spend 3 years of my life in one school just to be forced to graduate at another.  Don't take sides now though and say anything you'll regret, because I do love my mother and she's "just doing what's best."  That doesn't mean I can't be pissed off though.  So if I'm not coming back next year for sure, I'll let you know later.  I don't need to cry and get all mushy yet... but the fight goes on.  So lets keep positive!  Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-10774976506180577?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/10774976506180577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/10774976506180577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10774976506180577' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107725429338178791</id><published>2004-02-19T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T00:22:55.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I said it would be a while until I updated again, and it has been 4 days.  So there's much to talk about... warning: this may be an extremely long post.  Well on Monday it was an extremely long day.  Got to Le Parc for Musicfest volunteering at about 8:00am and setup and built stands for about 3 hours... it was so repetitive!  It was still fun though, since I got to talk to people I normally didn't talk to.  I did spend a lot of time with Juli and Iris though, and they're fun to talk to.  Random things popped out to make for good conversation and I got to see Juli get angry multiple times (almost none of it was my fault).  *cough* underwear *cough*  You know I loved it!  Once Dennis decided to show up things got interesting.  We basically sat at the t-shirt table all night and came to the conclusion that Dennis is the ultimate pervert.  "I know this is a random question, but why does Josh get to touch women?"  Oh Dennis, the fun never stops.  He was feeling up Alison, more specifically her legs, and also was in many stories told be Jason.  Moving seats just to check out a girls legs...?  Come on Dennis, have some decency!  Just joking Dennis, I'm sure if I were there I would have followed you.  It was fun, although I was incredibly tired by the time I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tuesday was your ordinary day 2... gross.  Had ugly tests to get back and catch up on... wasn't pretty.  Only highlight of the day was my math quiz, yay for perfect!  Band was normal, long and pretty boring... but we had to practice to make sure we kicked ass at Musicfest.  Oh yea, before I went to jazz I went to the AP meeting.  I think I'm taking Ap Calc next year, or I'm going to try to, but anyone in gr 11 comment to tell me what AP courses you're taking next year.  Might help me choose.  Wednesday was alright, good job to the gr 10s for thier gold at Musicfest!  Well deserved, I knew you could do it!  Singing after school was bad... my voice is still half dead, so I've lost a lot of my range.  Mrs. Caswell was getting mad because I couldn't hit my really low notes.  Jodi knows what I'm talking about *warble warble*  It sucks to be the only one that can hit really low.  She's oo dependant on me, makes me scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the big Thursady, or today...  We kicked some serious ass at Musicfest!!! Yea for gold!  Good job to anyone there today!  It was a shocker about the leadership award, I mean me a leader?!  Follow me... to doom!  I'm not sure why I got it, because a lot of other people are more deserving, but I'm happy nonetheless.  Good job to Auda too!  Yay, award buddies!  After we got back I spent some time with Yvonne watching thier band performance, then went home and got ready for gr 8 parents night.  Got a ride over with Stephie and stood around all night talking to random people.  It was fun though!  Gr 8's are really shy sometimes, but according to one of them I am Chen Chen...  odd new fact...  Gr 8's are really short though, like Iris or Stephie short.  It's funny just because I'm only slightly taller.  Good jod for the giftee presentation!  Giftee pride!  It was actually fairly amusing, kept it real enough so they weren't bored.  I remember I was about to fall asleep when I came to the presentaion in gr 8.  So good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... this didn't turn out to be as long as I thought it would be.  Oh well, if I remember anything important I'll put it up next time. Well I have volunteering tomorrow, so I must get some sleep.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dennis is so much of a bigger perv than I!!!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Ivan is now special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107725429338178791?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107725429338178791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107725429338178791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107725429338178791' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107690453722884951</id><published>2004-02-15T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T23:11:33.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It's the most wonderful time of the year..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is!  I mean it's also the poorest time of the year (brother's/mom's B-day &amp; Valentine's Day), but that doesn't make it any less fun!  Now I'm probably the only one still thinking about V-Day, but thinking about Yvonne just makes me happy.  It's not just that I'm happy to fill the "hole", but it's also birthday season!  Wierd how my brother's B-Day is the 5th, mine is the 15th, and my mom's is the 27th.  All three of us in one month.  But anyways... I got PS2 and a new stereo!!!  Yay!!!  So I'm pretty damn happy with my B-Day gifts.  All I need now is some wicked games (ie. Soul Caliber 2, DDR (some type lol, I'll ask Juli or Jon which is best), Vice City, and Prince of Persia (really good according to my brother)), a controller, and a memory card.  Then I'll be satisfied until summer, when I'll get a job to have money so I can buy more games.  This mass purchasing is also draining my funds... I need a source of income, but I refuse to go back to Canadian Tire... ew...  Somehow I'll get money though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that Monday Morning Blues Band kicks ass!  First place!  Felt so good after that horrible vocal failure...  I am completely shocked about Church Street though.  They kicked ass, even more than we did!  But for some reason they got 2nd place.  It's a complete sham, I mean the other band couldn't have been good enough to beat Church 93 - 84.  They deserved at least a 90... angers me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had best be off... I'm volunteering at Musicfest tomorrow, so its an early morning.  I might not be blogging for the rest of the week though, I'm going to be extra busy.  Any free time I have will be used for homework, missing so much school... Oh well, some how I will live.  But I had better go and get some sleep, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If I did make you sick sorry Juli :(&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Dennis is healed, or so I hear!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Thanks to anyone who said happy B-Day to me!  All I really need for my B-Day are special friends like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107690453722884951?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107690453722884951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107690453722884951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107690453722884951' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107679860913352163</id><published>2004-02-14T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T17:46:03.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well super early blog today!  Just because I'm all alone at home *tear* doing homework and cleaning.  I hope the gr 10s aren't getting crushed at Kiwanis right now.  Sucks that they aren't getting back until late.  Good news for today though... its VALENTINE'S DAY!!!  Happy V-day to all, whether you like the holiday or not.  Everyone gets so critical about relatioships and the opposite sex at this time of the year, I mean it's just another day in the world, except with a little more love in the air.  You don't have to be the spreader of love in order just to feel its presence.  Have you ever related V-day and snow together?  When I woke up this morning (11:30am) it was snowing.  Christmas is more of a snowy holiday, but V-day...?  Just thought I'd mention that.  Well although it was Friday the 13th and my pre-V-day yesterday, it couldn't have gone better.  Spent the entire day with Yvonne!! *XOXO* Best V-day/Friday 13th ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the lonelyness of V-day I'm feeling pretty damn good.  I awoke this moring thinking, "Crap... my throat is going to kill me today..." But to my surprise I had regained most of my voice back (at a raspy half volume), and it didn't hurt to swallow anymore.  So I think I may have just had a virus of some type.  Hope I haven't gotten any of you sick.  Imagine me getting to school next week and being the only one there because I made you all sick.  It really does suck to lose your voice though.  I haven't been able to have a decent conversation with anyone! And it ruins the timing for snappy insults!  I've had so many clever things to say and haven't been able to say them loud enough to be heard.  It has taught me a little more about listening though, because when you can't talk what else do you do?  You do notice more going on and it makes you think, but in my case thats a bad thing, since I over think everything and get paranoid.  Hopefully by Monday I will have my full voice back, I mean an entire day with Juli AND Iris?  (Insert hick accent) Like shootin' fish in a barrel!  Short jokes left and right!  I still love them nonetheless :)  I have noticed how much I really do talk though, because there has been so much silence in the air for the past few day.  Makes me think I talk too much, but that's what blogging is for.  Lost of talking and no one can stop you.  If I didn't have this blog now I'd die.  I mean 4 days of not talking?!  Answering the phone has been a pain...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, Bryan speaking. (in the worst crackely voice ever)&lt;br /&gt;Person: *silence for 5 seconds* Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi. *thinking: Crap, why did I answer the stupid phone? Peopel can't even hear me*&lt;br /&gt;So its a big stupid pain... especailly when this random Chinese guy called my house...  You think its hard for people that speak english to understand me?!  Arg... had to talk to him for like 5 min just to find out he wanted to talk to my dad!!  What ticks me off even more is that my Dad doesn't live here... So I just wasted 5 min talking to some random Chinese guy, just to tell him my Dad doesn't live here.  Then the guy puts the phone down and gets his wife... who can speak english!!!!!  *sigh...* This is why people (including myself) make fun of the Chinese...  I do love thier food though *yummmm*  Funny just because I am Chinese :P  Danny Chan and I are the only "Chinese" people I know that are Chinese but can't speak/read any form of Chinese.  Power to bananas!  That's enough CBC pride for today... so I guess I may update later tonight if anything interesting happens.  Happy Y-day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*arg.. lost of PS's today...*&lt;br /&gt;PS: I still love you in all your blondness Juli *hug*&lt;br /&gt;PPS: If you must make me something Lisa, just be creative.  And if I don't like Mama Mia I blame you! j/k :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Katie, pulling a Jon meaning saying party is on, then off, then on, then off again.  And I hope you realize that I was joking with the Juli being stupid, at this point just ebout everyone is smarter than me :P&lt;br /&gt;PPPPS: Just a special V-day PS for Yvonne *hugz n' kisses* ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107679860913352163?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107679860913352163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107679860913352163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107679860913352163' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107663692451086894</id><published>2004-02-12T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T20:53:35.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it's Thursday... and I'm sick... Urg...  I woke up on Wednesday and couldn't really talk, but it got worse.  By the time Yvonne picked me up my voice was warped beyond recognition.  So now it's one day after having this messed up voice and the doctor tells me I may have strep throaght.  I've never had it before so odds are that I just have a random viral infection.  Saltwater gargling, fluids, and sleep.  So I hope I can still make it to school tomorrow.  Don't want to miss jazz tomorrow, plus I won't get to see Yvonne for V-day, since she's not around on Saturday.  So tomorrow is a must go to school day.  I just don't want to die at jazz and throw up or something... ew...  So the past few days have not been to pleasent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend plans are: Friday jazz then HW's, Saturday is a lonely day (maybe not so lonely if Jon comes around), and Sunday is packed with birthday madness.  Celebrating my B-day and my brothers by going to Mama Mia with family then having dinner.  So its a fun filled weekend!  Oh yes... just reading other blogs at the moment and got reminded of Mrs. Caswell's little out burst during Third Stream... "If only you would f*cking practice!!!"  or something along those lines.  The point is she shouted really loudly... at the soprano group... and the Seriffa burst out laughing and we all had a good chuckle.  Seems that the Caswells do have a breaking point, because I do remember Jodi making a post telling us how Mr. Caswell said f*ck.  It amuses me so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to be shorter than normal since I haven't done much or made any witty coments lately, with the incapacitation of my vocal chords and all.  So hopefully I will heal and have something more interesting for next time.  Later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am not pulling a Jon Lam... Juli is just dumb... I'll give you notice when it happens :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107663692451086894?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107663692451086894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107663692451086894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107663692451086894' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107647081615558328</id><published>2004-02-10T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:42:45.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was interesting to say the least.  Kiwanis for vocal could have been better.  I mean last place isn't too great... but it was a good experience overall.  At least lunch was fun.  Walked like 8 blocks (Ms. Caswell said only walk 2 away!) to McDonald's with just about everyone, but ate with Cat and Ivan in some random mall.  At first we couldn't find anywhere to sit and eat, because the Druxy's guy was evil and said we could only eat Druxy's food at thier tables.  So we sat in front of Goodlife Fitness (oh the irony!) and ate, but that lasted no more than 5 min because a security guard walked up to us and told us we couldn't eat there.  So we eventually made our way to the public eating area, where all the tables were taken.  So we stole chairs and made a small circle near the handicap washroom.  Our little "hobo posse" was probably the best thing that happened at Kiwanis.  Cat insists we go back downtown sometime and we will!  Can't belive doing such weird things could be so much fun!  Since one bus came early for everyone but the "Sisters of Song" people, I got back in time to make Monday Morning worth while.  I was thoroughly amused to hear that the other bus that picked up the "SoS" people got delayed because of a truck running into thier window.  Now it was nothing serious (which is why I can find it funny) but some random truck sped by breaking thier mirrors (the ones sticking like 2 feet out off the hood of the bus) and also breaking the window at the same time.  That's some great driving alright... (note huge amounts of sarcasm)  But inthe end they all ended up taking taxis back to school, costing Mrs. Caswell some $300 or so.  I'm sure she'll be paid back by the school or soemthing though.  I just wish i had been on the bus at the time, would have been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left for today was band... yay... wasn't too bad considering it ended at 8:00pm, but it started at 6:00pm.  All that matters is that it ended earlier than usual.  Thanks for the ride home Cat, the guy that normally drives me wasn't there tonight so I would have been stuck there.  Hope I'm not going to miss too much over then next little while, it's already pretty painful.  So I had best go and actually do something with my life... such as homework... Later all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm most likely doing something on Friday, so if you're interested in coming just ask.  Don't know how many people I'm allowed over, but ask anyways.  And no this is not for my birthday, so if you bring a gift I will make you take it back.  This is more of just randomness or for V-day.  My B-day thing will be along eventually, so save presents for that time.  Not that you need to get me anything... So yea, just ask or I'll ask you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107647081615558328?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107647081615558328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107647081615558328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647081615558328' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107638821018917788</id><published>2004-02-09T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:45:57.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quicky update.  Just got back from hockey... arg 9:30pm games!  But it's all good because we won 3-1!  Finally an end to our 4 game losing streak.  Best of all though... I got a goal!  Yay!  I know, I'm pitiful for actauly boasting about 1 goal, but a goal is a goal.  They don't come to often for me *damn*  Last period, we were winning 2-1 (after my miracle goal in the 2nd period) and the other team decides to pull thier goalie.  So 1 more goal for us, what could be sweeter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to add that MSN is being horribly stupid now... my link to the world has been eliminated.  I mean who uses the phone these days?!  I miss it already and I've only been home for like 10 min!  Yes, I'm a pitiful person... but if you read this and I don't have you on MSN yet (ie. Seema!) or I just haven't talked to you in a while, message me sometime.  Addy is bman321@hotmail.com (soon to be bman321@rogers? not sure... have to get it working first) Add the hotmail one for now, cause I'll never know if I'm going to use the rogers one.  If I haven't talked to you in a while please message me, I'm lonely... just kidding.  But I do miss talking to many of you, not sure why we've drifted, but it has happened.  Then I have the regulars, you guys keep my alive at night.  If it weren't for you I'd die alone while doing my homework.  Well thats all for now... later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107638821018917788?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107638821018917788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107638821018917788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638821018917788' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107637144023626227</id><published>2004-02-09T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T19:06:28.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  Sorry I haven't blogged in the past few days.  It's been pretty crazy with school and what not.  First of all congrats to the gr 10 on kicking some serious ass at Kiwanis!  I saw your picture in the paper, not too shabby.  Of course you're not nearly as good as we were last year, but its a start.  Hope you guys do just as well this weekend!  You entering as a senior class, so get cocky.  It sucks that you guys are going on the 14th though.  Kills the weekend, especially Valentine's Day, but my birthday is on the 15th so it makes up for it a little.  I plan on doing something for my birthday, just not this weekend.  So leave plans open.  Might go skating or something, but just for Dennis we're most likely watching Cruel Intentions.  We never got to finish it, so its a good time.  I'll email or just tell you at school when it's going to happen, if anything is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what has been happening the last few days... lots of music has come up, so I apologize if I don't get much blogging done.  I'm going to be performing at least 5 times and volunteering 4 times over the next 2 weeks.  Incredible mayhem with a lot of homework on top!  So for the next few weeks music will take over my life... the only thing keeping up my spirits are V-day and my birthday.  I am pretty pumped for V-day.  Last year and this year have just made the holiday so much brighter.  The fact that there is someone special does help, cause I'm pretty sure my post would look like Jon's (http://mybreath15.blogspot.com) if I didn't have Yvonne.  Because when you really look at it, V-day seems more like a time of the year when the world can sell overpriced red/pink/white cute things and make so much money.  But thats only one side of the story, because V-day does go back quite some way into the past.  I don't know exactly what the story is, but the holiday does have some meaning.  I suppose its this meaning that I edge towards during this time of the year.  It only does have meaning when your in your teens anyways.  I mean back when you were in gr 1, all you could think about was how much chocolate you were going to get.  Now its actually based on emotion.  You know, those raging hormones that no one can control.  The ones that keep you up at night because the girl sitting next to you in math class made eye contact with you.  So it's a holiday really meant to be appreciated by the older generations.  Currently I'm trying to figure out who I'm going to give balloons to.  Last year I gave out some 20 odd balloons and the number is only growing!  I going to be a poor, poor man.  So if you ever ask for some spare change in the next little while, expect a slap.  Tis' the season though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my little update on my life.  I'll have more to share next time, with band/vocal/V-day/B-day and all.  But don't expect too much, I do need to actually have time to do things interesting enough to put up here.  Until next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My clock on this is gay... don't know why... but I am fiddling with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107637144023626227?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107637144023626227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107637144023626227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637144023626227' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107603373497577688</id><published>2004-02-05T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T14:18:34.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First off I just want to thank/kill Jodi (not even sure if she reads this) for getting damn Toxic (Brtiney Spears) stick in my head!  I would have never heard the song if it weren't for her.  So it's a good thing that it's so catchy, but its also driving me crazy just because it's Britney Spears!  Arg... I mean Britney Spears?!  Speaking of songs getting stuck in my head, I've also had a lot of Milkshake (Kelis) stuck in my head.  The song isn't good!  But it's just crams into my brain!  It's so annoying!  One good song that I've gotten stuck in my head is Just Like You (Three Days Grace).  It's really damn repetitive, but it's still good.  I've actually noticed that a lot of songs these days are pure repitition.  Maybe that's why people like them so much, but you must admit that most of the songs you like are repetitive.  Like Seven Nation Army (White Stripes).  It's so good!  It's basically one line repeating, but people still like it.  Coincidence? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting story for the year... if you don't already know about this yet, I got PULLED OVER BY A COP on Wednesday moring.  I just made a left onto Hwy 7 and was cruising along, when i noticed lights flashing in my rear view mirror.  At first I thought it was an ambulance and moved over to the shoulder and slowed down, but it wasn't moving fast at all and didn't have the siren on.  So I slowed down anyways because of a red light, when all of the sudden I heard the siren go *bleep bloop*.  It was only one ring, but I freaked out anyways.  I mean getting pulled over when I only have my G1!  Freaky as hell!  So I stop on the shoulder and wait.  It takes him like 3 min to get out of his car, I mean not like you need to make me freak out any more than I already have!  So he finnaly walks up to my window and says, "Did you know you were speeding back there?"  Obviously I knew I was going a little fast (I mean late for attendance? Unheard of!), but I said no obviously.  then he tells me "Well I was going 100 km/h and still couldn't catch up to you."  100 freaking km/h?!?!  I couldn't have been going more than 85km/h!!!!  The limit is 70 km/h, but still!!!  Anyways, he takes my licence and my mom's (she has been in the car the whole time. G1 = person with G license in car with you) and walks back to his car.  I'm expecting to get a slap or somehting from my mom, but she actually just laughed and hoped I didn't get a ticket.  She knew I wasn't going 100 km/h, but it's not like you can argue your way out of a ticket, well... if you're a girl you can seduce him, but a girl is something I'm not.  In the end I only got a warning *whew*, but I drive so much slower now.  I am a safe driver so don't be afraid to be in the car with me when I get my G2.  If i had gotten a ticket, I think I would have had my licence suspended for a month, so it's all good now.  And that's my story of why I was late for attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what has happened today, band this morning went so incredibly slowly.  I was just too damn tired to want to play.  Other than that, it was basically the usual day 2 Chem, Physics, Lunch, English, then Math.  I got to watch Church Street though, since I waited for my dad to pick me up today.  They aren't too bad if I say so myself.  Now Opus One on the other hand... whole different story.  Well once my dad came, I went to dinner with him and my grandparents.  They wanted to see me before they left on a 16 day cruise (damn them...) around South Africa.  I ate entirely too much though, but I did come to the conclusion that if you are stuffed undoing your pants button does help a lot.  Then I came home, scanned some more pictures (arg... so many) for the music website (www.mdhsmusic.com) and worked on this beautiful post.  This will actually be my first time finishing a post before 10 pm! Yay!  So I'm out, have to do homework and actually get some sleep.  Sleep is so lacking these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sorry Juli/Yvonne I already have a lava lamp :( but its the thought that counts.  Love you both :)  And who is droziw?  I've seen the name before and am probably an idiot, because I'm sure I know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Edit~ I am stupid and forgot to wish my brother a happy birthday :P Since it was on the 5th, but I'm not sure what this post will show up as now... Oh well, anyways, Happy Birthday Andrew! The big 19 and now able to leagally buy booz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107603373497577688?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107603373497577688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107603373497577688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603373497577688' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107578392027219035</id><published>2004-02-02T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T23:55:08.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all, finally skipped a few days because of my failing computer skills.  I had to put up so many pictures for the school music website.  They should be on it real soon, so visit: www.mdhsmusic.com.  Arg... it has kept me so busy though since I failed about 4 times before I got the pictures just the way I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough of my bitching because I was lazy.  On Saturday and Sunday I drove up to the condo with my mom, taking many of my worldly belongings to my room.  So if you notice my room being blank when you come over (to my house, not the condo) it's not because I'm boring.  The condo is actually looking over "In On The Park", if anyone knows where that is, right on the corner or Leslie and Eglington.  Its a really nice view from my balcony, it'll look better in spring or fall though cause of the colours.  I'm on the 8th floor, room 806, just in case someone comes over and has no idea where to go.  Do not visit until i actually move in though, which won't be for another few months (or so I hope).  Hm... what else... well it has 2 bedrooms (mine and my moms), 1 kitchen, 1 living room/area of living... um.. basically the random tv room and such, and 2 bathrooms (again one mine, other my moms).  My room isn't too big so i have no idea how I'm going to fit my entire life into it.  I suppose it really isn't that big of a deal.  I mean I've moved before, except last time I was 1 and didn't really have a say in it.  So it's all a big new experience for me.  The plus side to moving away from you all is that i get a big indoor pool and a nice gym to work off all my flab (in all its glory), but it really is going to suck being so far.  Especially if my mom forces me to go to Leaside... ew... I suppose it can't be all that bad, since I'm just thinking "downtown = guns and drugs".  I'm sure this isn't true and that I'm an idiot, but I don't really care.  I just need an excuse to stay at MDHS.  My mom wants me to go so I can get a new experiance and to check out girls.  Experience can wait until university, but girls... I'm not too sure if she was joking or not.  You can never be too sure with my mom, but I'm pretty sure she was.  I mean she knows about my special someone (^_^), so she's just trying to annoy me... or in other words, be a mother.  So that's really all I can say about the condo for now.  Once I move more stuff in there will be more to say... acually one other thing is that I got a sweet home theatre up there now, so yay for dvds and vhs.  No longer dvd deprived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as for what happened today...&lt;br /&gt;First of all it was the first day back after exams, woohoo... Well I wasn't too impressed with most of my exams, but what can you do?  I just hope I'm more prepared for the end of the year.  World History turned out petter than i had hoped, I actually hit 80s, same with Music, but Bio was... meh... That's about as well as I can put it.  Could have done better, but cramming for Physics the night before was more important.  Hope tomorrow goes better, esecially for English... urg... we all died on that one...&lt;br /&gt;After school though I had to go to the orthodontist.  What fun... I was 20 min late because the buses are retarded, or it could just be that I waited for Alyssa and Laura... Either way I was late and wnet through the usual, which took me to about 4:30 pm.  Then I did something completely unlike me... I needed to go to the mall to pick up bus tickets and just to look around to see if any of the games stores like EB or Best Buy would buy any of the stuff I didn't need (PS1 and GameBoy Adavnced).  I wanted to sell them so I would have some extra cash for PS2, which I plan to buy someday and possibly become the best DDR player ever!  Unlikely, but I can always dream.  So anyways, I left from ortho, which is at the No Frills/Markahm Bowl plaza on Hwy 7, and wanted to wait for the bus.  I realized though that i had just missed it.  Crap!  The day kept looking better and better.  So i just decided to walk to the mall... a whole 20 min in the cold!  Now I suppose it really isn't too bad, but for me, walking 20 min is a prety big thing!  Plus in the cold!  I felt pretty proud of myself in the end.  So I went to the mall, got my stuff (EB no longer buys used stuff, crap!) and left for home on the bus.  While on the bus I was thinking (yes I know, Bryan thinking... wow), that if I really needed to, I could walk to school in about an hour.  Considering it was 20 min from the plaza to the mall, the fact that it would be about 15-20 min from the school to the plaza, and that the walk from the mall to my house is maybe 20-25 min, I really could walk to scool if I wanted to.  If I made all of the lights, never stopped walking until I got there, and kept a steady pace, I could make it to school in about an hour.  I felt like I could walk anywhere at that point, but the bus was warm and I was already on it.  So that ends my day other than my crazy picture scanning i was freaking out about at the beginning of this post.  So it is now 11:49 pm and I need sleep.  A nice long post if i do say so myself :) Until nest time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Kae, bite me! Just kidding!  I started blogging once others that had started long ago failed.  It seemed like an appropriate time and I think I'm actually going to keep this updated.  So just to spite the people that no longer update, I am here.  Here I shall remain for some time, or until I just get bored and decide to end it, but that won't be happening any time soon.  So read and enjoy, or just don't read, either way you're happy.  It works out for all of us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I might be new, but at least I'm not a big skank!  But don't worry I'd still do you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107578392027219035?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107578392027219035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107578392027219035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107578392027219035' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107559254537376165</id><published>2004-01-31T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T18:44:40.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a check to see if the time thingy is working now, thx Lisa :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107559254537376165?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107559254537376165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107559254537376165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107559254537376165' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107553148864305835</id><published>2004-01-31T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T01:49:07.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROTK was fun today!  I'm not sure if it was better the first time or the second though.  Possibly second cause Yvonne was there, but possibly first just cause I was hyped about seeing it.  It's debatable both ways.  But at least Yvonne and Jon have both seen it now and can no longer be ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually having an interesting conversation with Yvonne right now about why girls have a tougher time than guys with thier parents about the opposite sex.  I completely believe that they do.  It's just that you always hear about girls getting raped or beaten on the news, but with guys you only hear about a rape if it's some pedefile raping a 13 year old boy. (ie. Michael Jackson, but then again maybe we only heard about it because it was Michael...?)  Now with beatings, its almost always the guy actually doing the beatings.  If parents are afraid of thier son getting beaten on the street, then the son would have to live at home 24/7, which is completely unrealistic.  So parents don't fear too much for thier sons, because if anything happens, it will usually be that thier son started the fight.  Now with girls, unless it's a cat fight (2 girls duking it out), the girl is always the victim of a guy.  I mean it's not like guys fear getting crushed by a girl in a dark alley.  So in many ways parents have the right to worry about thier daughters, yet not thier sons.  It may seem unfair, but I have yet to see a girl beat the crap out of me.  (Please don't try, I break easily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized its about 1:40am... and this is going to count as a Saturday post...  Unless I skip a day sooner or later I'm going to have two posts in one day...  Maybe that day will be tomorrow (...which is actually today... Sometimes I hate am...), cause then I can talk about the condo (which I'm moving to), because I need to help my mom move a buttload of stuff there.  I'm surprised so many people have actually visited my blog so far, yay for comments!  Hope to keep it that way!  Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6400547-107553148864305835?l=simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107553148864305835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6400547/posts/default/107553148864305835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simpletimessimpleplaces.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107553148864305835' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05787950741320253594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400547.post-107543954028808058</id><published>2004-01-29T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T00:27:37.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm..... well i suppose its time to make the first post of my blogging life... will I fail to update frequently?  Maybe, but this is just kind of an experiment to see what its like.  I'm sure at some point I'll become some blogging freak who updates 3 times a day *cough* Juli *cough*, or even live up to my somewhat identical twin Jon Lam and make my posts freakishly long.  But what truly is the definition of a blog?  Well for some reason www.dictionary.com doesn't have anything and all of my dictionaries are at least 5 years old... were blogs even around then?  Probably.  But anyways... I don't really know if a blog has an exact purpose, it's a little different for all of us.  So I hope anyone that reads this might get a kick out of it at some point because of my witty humour/innapropriate innuendos.  Wow, I just noticed how damn proper my first entry has turned out... hm... oh well.  Eventually I'll go crazy trying to make it look all pretty and type like I actually talk.  Until then I can at least make it appear that I care.  Well this seems like a sufficient first entry, and with all the free time I just had after exams why not start blogging.  Apologies for any of you that are extremely bored at this point, it's my first blog/post.  Don't worry, it will get better and I'll eventually put up what I do every day, because that is just so interesting... *shifty eyes*  If I start bitching because I'm a computer failure don't worry.  I'm just boing to be bugging the heck out of people that already have blogs to help me.  And i have already made this carry on far to long.  By any chance if anyone reads this tonight/tomorrow moring (which I doubt) I'm going with Jon and Yvonne to ROTK cause they're slackers and haven't seen it yet.  If you're free and want to come, even though you all have seen it (like me cause you're cool), feel free to meet up there with us at FMP (First Markham Place).  Show is at 7:30pm... actually give me a call... but I dont want to put my phone number here.... Call Jon or Yvvone and ask them for details, cause if you don't have my number I'm sure you have one of theirs.  OK I mist stop this post now, far far far to long! It's quite a damn good start though.  Yay! Later days! (Yay for "The Weekenders")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Uber apologies to YVONNE, I just can't type.  Do you realize how long it took me to make this post gramatically correct? 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