Priorities.

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Feel the rage and frustration of a boy feeling helpless as he fights the tide which carries him further and further away from his Azure.
Like the difficulty of an unbeatable boss battle.
Like an unsolvable math problem.
Like a long introduction to the hook.
Like knowing you'll never be the best at the things that you do when your competitive side is telling you to keep going.
Such is my busy life. I thank God for the time I have to reflect alone. Pah, who needs sleep?

But hey, tomorrow's the graduation ceremony. I know my teenager mind is running amok: I'm not really interested in the ceremony, I'd rather enjoy my summer. Hopefully I'll be able to stay at Justin's place tomorrow night. I haven't been able to in a while. Insert more rage here.

IF THERE'S ONE THING I CAN'T STAND, IT'S MISSING OUT ON STUFF.

That's all I got for now. I know it's been a while and much has happened but my mind's tunnel vision is at a bottle neck at the moment. Tough!

Pass that dutch.

This past weekend was the first ever Regional Youth Conference.
Spirits blazing, I went in there excited to play some volleyball. It's what I really wanted to do there. Of course, I signed up for football and soccer too. Basketball, well, just isn't my thing. Football was a bust. With Alan (the captain) busy with band competition, football never had a chance. Oh well. Soccer, on the other hand, went well. Actually, more than great. We got first place, yeah! Volleyball happened later on in the day. We got our asses kicked. Hard. Such is life.
It was a while since my last worship. Most songs came back to memory, while some were taught to me by the projector screen. Either way, it felt great.
Results came! It's a good thing Alan chose band over football, they won first place for band! Congratulations. Aaaaand with a sudden, ugly, turn of events, the award for soccer read "West Two" instead of "West One". I came home empty handed.
Running all over the place trying to get everywhere, trying to find people, trying to watch things I wanted to really tired me out. Close enough to say that I didn't enjoy myself. I'm choosing not to say that so that I won't feel like my money's been wasted. Tryiiiiiiiiiiiing!

Anyway, I've been home with nothing to do. Bumming around is not fun at all.

Not the best timing.

...but then again, is there ever good timing for being sick?

I've been sick since Monday, I spent the whole day with a throbbing head. I couldn't shake my head. But I had to shake it off 'cause I volunteered to help out at Sally's apartment. I hope I really helped, I feel really bad for breaking TWO of her dad's drill bits. Guiltguiltguilt. Troublesome boy is troublesome. As soon as I got home I ended up sleeping a good 6 hours, from 4:30 to 10:30. Well I think part of it is the fact that I stayed up so late the night before. At least that eased my headache a little. To all that I talked to that day, I apologize for being way out of it.

Today, I felt much better compared to yesterday. I did manage to sleep another 5 hours. I hope I'm feeling a whole lot better tomorrow, I have to go to work! I can't skip out again, I've been doing that too often the past couple of weeks. Unfortunately, I have work again on Thursday. All 'cause I booked off this weekend because it's RYC, yeyeahhh!

But that's all I got for now. My creative juices aren't flowing [unless that's the stuff coming out of my nose]. Plus I'm damn sleepy.
I like sleep. A lot.

Broken plans.

Saturday was great. Watching Up was definitely a nice treat. I'm not much of a movie-goer, y'know? I wish it was more convenient to be somewhere else, though. Not being able to watch it in 3D disappointed me. I'm thankful I was able to watch it, especially since I have to squeeze it in all the things I have to do. Why am I so busy for? Demetre was awesome too! [I dunno why but it didn't have the 's on the sign] The food was really sweet and pretty damn filling. I wish I came hungry. MJ and I vowed to share the food the next time we go.
I wasn't able to go to Dean's bonfire after. After considering the trouble I had to go through to get a ride home, I thought it wouldn't be worth it. I didn't know he was thinking of giving me a ride home. Another disappointment. Should have called, that would have made sense. I feel terrible for it. Another "next time". Times like these would be a whole lot easier with a car.
I wish.

Unfortunately, the night was short.
Next time.

Dance, dance!

Once again, exams are done. I have to go back to my old duties before they started: work, so I can get my money back; chores, but I don't really do much at home anyway; and one of the most painful ones, DANCE.

After a month of absence from that cotillion, everyone's pretty much forgotten the steps. Turns out, that's okay. We keep learning a new dance every time. The basic steps are the same, but the timing, the turns, the flow of it changes every time we go to practice. I'm glad the Rumba-Chachacha mix dance stayed the same. Orrrr we just don't remember it at all. And what makes things worse, we're way behind on time and the choreographer was real strict-like today, y'see. This is becoming a big hassle than a small sacrifice. But I don't like backing out.

Nadine, you're a great person, this one's for you.

If I were a bathroom stall, I would be OCCUPIED

With school done, I'm free to do anything I want, or maybe just sleep the hours away.

Wrong.

It seems almost everyday I'm out doing something. Work, wonderland, bussing to Brampton, hanging out with people.

Who said I was complaining? I love being busy. But staying at home every now and then is nice, too (like today). I don't mind not going to wonderland at all.
I still have to do some things, though, like the comic for Mr. B. I don't know why I volunteered for that. I should have probably worked on that today. Oh well. My to-do list hasn't been completed yet and I'm starting to get more tasks.

Sadly, MJ had to give back my (robot) baby Gabriel back today. That was really cool, I felt like a father for a little while. Makes me wish I was able to take parenting. I would totally have aced that class. I'll miss you, Mad Gabs.

Last Banquet

As my last year comes to an end my last athletic banquet has come and gone to help me remember and remember that it's end.
It wasn't as good as last year's, 'cause less people came and less pictures were taken. But I'm not gonna complain, the sentimental value is there. I'll admit I didn't try to dress up at all, just threw stuff on.
Whatever, it gave me an excuse to hang out at Justin's. Usually I'd have no ride home and the bus ride isn't really worth it -- no offense. Justin's was fun: screaming at Tammy, my partner for Taboo; screaming at the TV because E3 has announced a lot of things I want to play; screaming at the projector for having hard notes to play on Rock Band 2. I think I like screaming.
So, I'm not the best at Taboo... I keep saying PART of the taboo words. It's irritating. If it weren't for that me and Tammy could have kicked ass.
I saw the press conferences for Nintendo and Sony, and I was screaming my face off for Golden Sun DS and the many different games to be released. The Sony motion sensor is very interesting. My want for a PS3 has been rekindled.
I want Rock Band 2 too. But maybe I'll be going for the The Beatles version. I love The Beatles. Me and Ringo Starr were born on the same day! Anywayyyyyyyyyy.
Many of my friends have received MVP awards and athletic letters. I'm really proud of you guys! I half-regret that I never really worked hard enough to deserve any award; maybe I was never born with the talent, but in the end it was my goal to stay in shape and have fun and that's what I did. So I forget about that half-regret easily. Maybe they're more jealousy than actual regret. My point is, I've proven to myself that I am capable of all these things. That's all that really matters, right? Mhmm! WRESTLING TEAM PARTY AT BOSTON PIZZA AGAIN YEAH!

Tammy's leaving for England with Preeya tomorrow. Have a safe and fun trip, girls. I'll be working tomorrow. Haven't worked during the week in the longest time! We'll see how tired I'll be tomorrow. Busy busy!