I get turned down a lot in life, I've come to accept that; but, I don't think it's felt quite like this before. I don't get disappointed too often, and I certainly didn't expect a whole lot of it this time. There are definitely a lot of people who seem like they're always upset or frustrated and disappointed at something, and I do try not to be one of them. If you ask me, disappointment can be avoided most times if you look at things the right way. Disappointment usually starts from expectations not being met; and even when your expectations aren't what they turn out to be, it's usually just an inconvenience that you learn from.
But at the end of the day, I think part of it was false hope and I kind of got caught in the jazz of everything and floated a little higher than I maybe should have. I haven't been this disappointed in something since a very long time ago, and the fact that it was completely unseen, yeah, it hurts a little bit. But the sun's always gonna come up tomorrow, so I'll probably end up treating this one as another inconvenience that's going to allow me to explore other fun things that I might not have been able to experience had things turned out the way I would have prefered.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Oh No He Did'int
Yeah I did.
Read at your own discretion ;)
On Wednesday, March 24, 2010, around 2:00pm MST, a fellow was shopping in the West Edmonton Mall Sportchek. He walked through the store towards the back and saw the sexiest bike he had ever laid eyes upon. When he saw this bike, different parts of his body may have been feeling a bit tingly. However, this man saw that the bike was a little above his personal spending budget of approximately 69 cents. He was confused and a little disappointed.
So the fellow decided that the only way he'd be able to take this bike home, and spend special time with it, was to purchase it at no cost. However, there are some pretty greedy people in this world so that there was no way he'd be able to convince them to give him the bike, free of charge. With a sharp eye, the man spotted a security tag tied around the bar handles of the bike. He thought to himself, "if I could get this off, then these guys won't have to go through the hassle of wasting their time on me while I try to explain to them that I don't have enough money to pay for this; I can just take the bike, head on home and all will be good!"
As he proceeds to try to figure out ways to remove the security tag, he remembered that the jaw is probably the strongest and most suitable option to take the tag off. However, this little bad boy holds a little stronger than the fellow expected. A few people in black t-shirts, which looked like uniforms, offered to help him, but he insisted that he'd be able to do it himself; it was just never clearly stated that he could take the tag off himself without help.
After the unsuccessful attempt with the not-so-mighty jaw, this gentleman returns with a five inch bladed knife. He thought that, since raw power couldn't remove the tag, precision cutting with a sharp edge oughta do it. However, the knife decided to be a little bit dull today, making life more difficult for this guy. As he's hacking away at the rope securing the security tag on the bike, another skinny asian boy, who could play guitar and owns a blog, walks up to him to ask how he was doing - but the asian boy was doing it more out of curiousity at the vigorous sawing motions.
The Asian boy walks away completely confused at what this fellow was doing, but as sharp as he is, alerts a coworker to keep an eye on the fellow in the case that he needed some aid with the sawing. The fellow finally gives up and decide that he could just take the bike off the rack and walk it out the front because he had to get home to make special time for him and the bike. As he walks to the front of the store, he figured that he probably shouldn't get in everyone who's paying for their merchandise's way, so he ventures behind the cashier into the footwear department. At the sight of this, the Asian boy runs towards the front of the store with his coworker whom he alerted earlier, both screaming at a few other coworkers. The fellow gets confused at this sudden burst of ruckus, so in a bit of a panic, he hops on the bike and tries to jet the store.
However, the fellow caught on that we live in a rather large society where being large has become the norm, so he decided to follow. And due to this result, the fellow suddenly realized, as he's pedalling away at the bike, one of the familiar men in the black uniform has caught up to him while running.
.. and the rest is history.
Read at your own discretion ;)
On Wednesday, March 24, 2010, around 2:00pm MST, a fellow was shopping in the West Edmonton Mall Sportchek. He walked through the store towards the back and saw the sexiest bike he had ever laid eyes upon. When he saw this bike, different parts of his body may have been feeling a bit tingly. However, this man saw that the bike was a little above his personal spending budget of approximately 69 cents. He was confused and a little disappointed.
So the fellow decided that the only way he'd be able to take this bike home, and spend special time with it, was to purchase it at no cost. However, there are some pretty greedy people in this world so that there was no way he'd be able to convince them to give him the bike, free of charge. With a sharp eye, the man spotted a security tag tied around the bar handles of the bike. He thought to himself, "if I could get this off, then these guys won't have to go through the hassle of wasting their time on me while I try to explain to them that I don't have enough money to pay for this; I can just take the bike, head on home and all will be good!"
As he proceeds to try to figure out ways to remove the security tag, he remembered that the jaw is probably the strongest and most suitable option to take the tag off. However, this little bad boy holds a little stronger than the fellow expected. A few people in black t-shirts, which looked like uniforms, offered to help him, but he insisted that he'd be able to do it himself; it was just never clearly stated that he could take the tag off himself without help.
After the unsuccessful attempt with the not-so-mighty jaw, this gentleman returns with a five inch bladed knife. He thought that, since raw power couldn't remove the tag, precision cutting with a sharp edge oughta do it. However, the knife decided to be a little bit dull today, making life more difficult for this guy. As he's hacking away at the rope securing the security tag on the bike, another skinny asian boy, who could play guitar and owns a blog, walks up to him to ask how he was doing - but the asian boy was doing it more out of curiousity at the vigorous sawing motions.
The Asian boy walks away completely confused at what this fellow was doing, but as sharp as he is, alerts a coworker to keep an eye on the fellow in the case that he needed some aid with the sawing. The fellow finally gives up and decide that he could just take the bike off the rack and walk it out the front because he had to get home to make special time for him and the bike. As he walks to the front of the store, he figured that he probably shouldn't get in everyone who's paying for their merchandise's way, so he ventures behind the cashier into the footwear department. At the sight of this, the Asian boy runs towards the front of the store with his coworker whom he alerted earlier, both screaming at a few other coworkers. The fellow gets confused at this sudden burst of ruckus, so in a bit of a panic, he hops on the bike and tries to jet the store.
However, the fellow caught on that we live in a rather large society where being large has become the norm, so he decided to follow. And due to this result, the fellow suddenly realized, as he's pedalling away at the bike, one of the familiar men in the black uniform has caught up to him while running.
.. and the rest is history.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Spring
I love the Spring time; it mean that summer is almost here. And thanks to global warming and the failure of our climate, our two months of summer can now extend to four months - give or take a few.
When summer arrives, it means I can play soccer again!
Yep, I have absolutely no life; and this is what I do to procrastinate.
Anyhow, someone remind me to finish my application to Bible college; because I'm procrastinating that too.
When summer arrives, it means I can play soccer again!
Yep, I have absolutely no life; and this is what I do to procrastinate.
Anyhow, someone remind me to finish my application to Bible college; because I'm procrastinating that too.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Familiar
When you're in a new environment and all you see are complete strangers, it's so strange that the moment you see someone that you know, even if you're more acquaintances than friends, it can be so relieving. I'm guessing that it's just the feeling of security more than anything that makes you feel so much better.
Anyways, that's about all that I wanted or needed to say. Hopefully this week will be a good one, because those have been hard to come by recently; it's not that I'm having bad weeks all the time, it's having trouble having good weeks.
Anyways, that's about all that I wanted or needed to say. Hopefully this week will be a good one, because those have been hard to come by recently; it's not that I'm having bad weeks all the time, it's having trouble having good weeks.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Dismantled
I am honestly losing my faith in the Oilers' management. Even though that this organization has run tradition, there was always an intent on being the best team it could be. And then the last few years happened.
The first mistake was Ryan Smyth. I can't blame this one on management, because it was just selfishness on both sides. The difference was $500,000 in this dispute that sent Ryan Smyth traded for Nilsson and Alex Plante. Nilsson obviously has not panned out, but we have yet to see with Plante, so this one is still up in the air. I think there was one more pick that we got, but I can't remember; I think it might have been Riley Nash. After losing Ryan Smyth, drafting Sam Gagner was probably the smartest thing that Kevin Lowe did since he decided to score the Oilers' first goal.
And then we lose Glencross. He phoned us the morning he became a free agent, but we wanted Hossa after we failed to get Nylander.
And then we lost Cole. Cole loved it here and wanted to be here; he was a perfect piece to have to help our young players grow. Even though he was so snakebitten playing for us, he worked way too hard every single shift to try to make an impact. Cogliano fed off of Cole's work ethic and it's now showing in Cogs' game.
We had Kotalik when we decided to give up on Cole, but then we lost him, too. Kotalik liked it here and wanted to play with Hemsky. Yes, he was expensive by wanting 3 million a year. But, the thing was that he meshed well with our team. This is where you sign him, and get rid of something that is close to what he's making to even it out.
And this leads to today. Yet again, we trade my favorite Oiler. I can deal with losing those players, but I think Tambellini trading Lubomir Visnovsky was the biggest mistake as a GM with the Oilers. There is nothing wrong with what Tambo wants: to get bigger and to cut salary. But he did it with the wrong player at the wrong time. I can go on and on about why Lubo is better to have here than Whitney, but I don't want to waste too much room and make this post look like another essay. Again, we lose someone that likes playing in Edmonton.
Do we see a pattern here? We trade away the players that enjoy it here, and keep the players that have potential but aren't doing well, causing us to trade them anyway. The Oilers are going to be in a rebuilding state for ten years if this keeps going. Open your eyes Tambellini. However, based on how stubborn I am, I'm probably going to keep cheering for this team until I can no longer breathe. I've never been so disappointed in losing a player before Lubo got traded today. Like Cole, Lubo is such a good guy and deserves so much, but our freakin' management can't see anything even if you told them what they had in front of them. Losing Lubo has completely dismantled our team, and even my heart (hahaha!); I only wish the best for him and hopefully he can win a Cup one day.
Anyways, I did my interview with AIA today, and all I can say is, I pulled a lot of stuff out of my bum because I couldn't think properly during the interview. I'm guessing I crumbled under pressure again. Oh well, if I get this job, it'll be sweet; if not, I'll just resort to my bum guide and do nothing for the summer.
#71, Lubomir Visnovsky for President.
The first mistake was Ryan Smyth. I can't blame this one on management, because it was just selfishness on both sides. The difference was $500,000 in this dispute that sent Ryan Smyth traded for Nilsson and Alex Plante. Nilsson obviously has not panned out, but we have yet to see with Plante, so this one is still up in the air. I think there was one more pick that we got, but I can't remember; I think it might have been Riley Nash. After losing Ryan Smyth, drafting Sam Gagner was probably the smartest thing that Kevin Lowe did since he decided to score the Oilers' first goal.
And then we lose Glencross. He phoned us the morning he became a free agent, but we wanted Hossa after we failed to get Nylander.
And then we lost Cole. Cole loved it here and wanted to be here; he was a perfect piece to have to help our young players grow. Even though he was so snakebitten playing for us, he worked way too hard every single shift to try to make an impact. Cogliano fed off of Cole's work ethic and it's now showing in Cogs' game.
We had Kotalik when we decided to give up on Cole, but then we lost him, too. Kotalik liked it here and wanted to play with Hemsky. Yes, he was expensive by wanting 3 million a year. But, the thing was that he meshed well with our team. This is where you sign him, and get rid of something that is close to what he's making to even it out.
And this leads to today. Yet again, we trade my favorite Oiler. I can deal with losing those players, but I think Tambellini trading Lubomir Visnovsky was the biggest mistake as a GM with the Oilers. There is nothing wrong with what Tambo wants: to get bigger and to cut salary. But he did it with the wrong player at the wrong time. I can go on and on about why Lubo is better to have here than Whitney, but I don't want to waste too much room and make this post look like another essay. Again, we lose someone that likes playing in Edmonton.
Do we see a pattern here? We trade away the players that enjoy it here, and keep the players that have potential but aren't doing well, causing us to trade them anyway. The Oilers are going to be in a rebuilding state for ten years if this keeps going. Open your eyes Tambellini. However, based on how stubborn I am, I'm probably going to keep cheering for this team until I can no longer breathe. I've never been so disappointed in losing a player before Lubo got traded today. Like Cole, Lubo is such a good guy and deserves so much, but our freakin' management can't see anything even if you told them what they had in front of them. Losing Lubo has completely dismantled our team, and even my heart (hahaha!); I only wish the best for him and hopefully he can win a Cup one day.
Anyways, I did my interview with AIA today, and all I can say is, I pulled a lot of stuff out of my bum because I couldn't think properly during the interview. I'm guessing I crumbled under pressure again. Oh well, if I get this job, it'll be sweet; if not, I'll just resort to my bum guide and do nothing for the summer.
#71, Lubomir Visnovsky for President.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Long Time Coming
Wow, who would have known that two weeks cheering for a gold medal team could affect your hockey watching ability so much? But then again, there is a bit of a gap there; going from watching the best team in the world to the worst NHL team this season is a bit of a change.
However, I turned on the TV today to watch the first Oilers game since the Olympics and it kind of sucks to say that I think I've forgotten how to cheer for the Oilers. I wasn't even able to watch the entire game because between intermissions, I just didn't have that desire that I always did to make sure I was there for the start of the next period. It was very strange to see the Oilers on the ice instead of guys like Crosby, Getzlaf, Nash, etc. It was also weird to watch a team that is obviously struggling versus a team that is full of all-world talent. It's like trying to watch some cartoons you enjoyed as a kid but it just isn't the same when you're fifteen years older and wondering how in the world you could have ever watched that cartoon when you were five years old.
But with all that's being said, I think I just need to refresh my love for the Oilers. That's not lame at all ;) It's also been a time of adjustment to come back down to earth into reality after the Olympics. Everyone has been complaining over the last few days that life seems so much more dull and boring and depressing. I'm not going to lie, I'm a little lost because the Olympics sucked me in so much that I don't even remember how I lived my life before this whole thing happened.
Anyways, I have my AIA interview tomorrow; hopefully I don't choke on my saliva or say anything too stupid that will fail me from getting a chance to be a "coach" this summer.
Time is running out!
However, I turned on the TV today to watch the first Oilers game since the Olympics and it kind of sucks to say that I think I've forgotten how to cheer for the Oilers. I wasn't even able to watch the entire game because between intermissions, I just didn't have that desire that I always did to make sure I was there for the start of the next period. It was very strange to see the Oilers on the ice instead of guys like Crosby, Getzlaf, Nash, etc. It was also weird to watch a team that is obviously struggling versus a team that is full of all-world talent. It's like trying to watch some cartoons you enjoyed as a kid but it just isn't the same when you're fifteen years older and wondering how in the world you could have ever watched that cartoon when you were five years old.
But with all that's being said, I think I just need to refresh my love for the Oilers. That's not lame at all ;) It's also been a time of adjustment to come back down to earth into reality after the Olympics. Everyone has been complaining over the last few days that life seems so much more dull and boring and depressing. I'm not going to lie, I'm a little lost because the Olympics sucked me in so much that I don't even remember how I lived my life before this whole thing happened.
Anyways, I have my AIA interview tomorrow; hopefully I don't choke on my saliva or say anything too stupid that will fail me from getting a chance to be a "coach" this summer.
Time is running out!
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