I went over to visit my happy little friend, Vince, for two days. Hence my excuse for not coming up with earlier posts. But you don't mind, do you? *hopeful face* We spent the time eating, reading God's good word (Kids Mop), watching a video (Shrek 2, an excellent piece of spoof and irony), playing Playstation, and hanging out in the snow. We were found mostly outside in the snow, on the niCe little skating rink in front of their house. I exercised my sweet ability of making people laugh through getting into all sorts of predicaments. I got my butt kicked in a simple snow fight with Vince, tripped and landed on my head in the snow. Then I went to the park and somehow picked the right swing that, whenever I swung my weight around, would respond with a loving pinch. *ouch* Then I excitedly decided to take on a fearsome jump down a slope. But instead of hitting breakneck speed and getting my adrenaline fix, the three-ski (that's how Vince called it) just slugged down the hill, went up the jump a little, then landed on top of me. A couple and their two kids found that amusing. *cheesy grin* Walking back to Vince's crib, I was being gawked at by a few teenage girls. I didn't know I was THAT loud and annoying... Later that night we went out to skate, and I accquired a few bruises and a sore posterior. I forget how many times I fell. Then we met a dog called Smokey. It pulled Vince around the rink, but being that it was a racist dog, refused to pull me. I finally sweet-talked it into taking me around, but it had other plans. It pulled me a bit, then shot straight towards Vince, failing to notice my yelps of terror. I hit a snow embankment and landed face-down on the snow. Somewhere in the far recess of my foggy mind, I heard giggling and laughter. I looked up too see the teenage girls who were gawking at me earlier. *cringe* That's life. I later got into a conversation with said girls, although my limited french called for a translator (one of the girls knew english, she was helpful). They thought it was awesome that I came here from Mexico (phhtt, Canadians...). They also found the fact that I'm homeschooled cool, as the translator put it, "F*** you, I'd love to be homeschooled!". I love my life. *cheesy grin* The rest of that night went on in my usual clumsy manner. My butt still hurts. My legs do too. But it was all good and niCe. And I take this opportunity to yell hoarsely, "HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!".
30 December 2004
27 December 2004
Republish 9:22 PM
One thing I noticed with most Blogger users...If you have a fast internet connection, then I suggest republishing your entire blog. For example, down on the archives links:
October 2004
November 2004
If you click on the October archives, the November archive link will not appear, if you hadn't republished your blog yet. I don't mean you should republish every time you post something. I'm just basically talking about republishing when changes are made to the template. All this to say, republish. It seems like most bloggers I know have begun blogging around October and November. The time I started blogging. *grin* We did a cute little show for the elderly today. Claire and her kids came along, and David (the very cute little son of Claire) stole our audience. No fair. But the old people like us. They say we sing like angels. I'm flattered.
October 2004
November 2004
If you click on the October archives, the November archive link will not appear, if you hadn't republished your blog yet. I don't mean you should republish every time you post something. I'm just basically talking about republishing when changes are made to the template. All this to say, republish. It seems like most bloggers I know have begun blogging around October and November. The time I started blogging. *grin* We did a cute little show for the elderly today. Claire and her kids came along, and David (the very cute little son of Claire) stole our audience. No fair. But the old people like us. They say we sing like angels. I'm flattered.
26 December 2004
Ochlophobia 11:31 PM
Well now, not ALL this is about ochlophobia... First, we had another Christmas party, this time with relatives that came from Quebec. They stayed for two days. Claire and Miguel and their kids arrived too. It was cool. Then my aunt had to go shopping, and she decided to bring me along, since the purchase involved electronics (no, I'm not a genius, but it seems like people here rely on me for the technical stuff). Since it's Boxing Day, the mall was bustling with human life forms. It was then I realized just how ochlophobic I am. The noise and bustle irritates me. I was glad to get out and breathe again.
25 December 2004
Party On the 24th 2004 1:06 PM
We had a niCe little Christmas party last night. First we all got together to pray. Then we danced a little. We then found ourselves in the dining room for a toast. The kids (including me) got Spritz (I did get some wine after though*tee hee*). We called our toast and yelled at the top of our lungs (just the excuse some of the kids needed to scream). We read something inspiring and then off we went to take pictures by the Christmas tree (our ever-present photographer, my Dad, took some pretty sweet shots which I'll include later). Then kareoke (howzit spelt?) time. We all got a chance at the mic (more pics). I was, of course, responsible for the technical details... Then we opened our presents. We were tired by then, so my aunt and uncle went home, and we (quite obviously) feel asleep. In all, it was a smashing little party. This house is now home.
24 December 2004

Cool how the shadows warp things... I was originally trying to make my fishbone boxers glow (they glow in the dark) Tee hee...
niCe
23 December 2004
Weather 9:56 PM
Strange weather this Christmas. I was watching a little part of Ice Age, and at the exact same moment that hail starts pouring in the movie, rain starts showering our window. It's supposed to be cold.
Rock Music 1:03 AM
Yes, that is the style of music that is the most prominent in my life now. Pictures of my rock heroes will follow this post. I used to listen to rap, but I don't do so much now. My fingers hurt from practicing guitar. But it's worth it. My small list of know songs is "Yellow-Brick Road", "Let's Make Love", and "What You Have Come to Be". I got good excercise grating carrots for my mom while pretending to strum. I was making a cute little carrot hill, but she removed the grater. *sniffle* I finally got to finish it though...*smile* Tomorrow is Christmas!! Merry Christmas!!!
21 December 2004
Self 9:59 PM
Self. Self-centered. Self-absorbed. Self-righteous. A few examples of self. Self stinks. I can't believe I've been so self-centered these days, thinking about my problems and worrying about myself. I hardly write my friends anymore, or even just say "Hello" or "How was your day?". We went to visit and sing at a cancer hospice, and I snapped outta my "self" trip. The patients there know they're going to die, but they don't know when. They're not even sure if they'll live through Christmas. It's very rough for the relatives too. I should know. My cousin died at four of bone cancer. It was so sudden. He was there, laughing and playing, and the next day he was gone. In every room we visited and sang the patients, relatives, and nurses all cried. They seemed very thankful that someone cared to visit them.
18 December 2004
Links Section 6:20 PM
I put up a links section, thanks Nanye (forgive me, I forget your real name) for sending me the code. I'll probably be adding more links later.
On Ice 6:01 PM
There's a niCe little skating rink close to our home. We've lived here for over a year and I haven't been there untill recently. But we decided to get out for some get-out, so I tagged along with my dad and brother and sisters. I didn't skate quite well, so I spent most of my time there just slipping and yelling lame jokes. We went back two days in a row, and I got the hang of it again. After some time of being chased around by my sisters and yelling, "You stay away evil lady! Gah!!" (yes, I know, I did borrow that from Kenji's small backfiring neurons, but it did fit my predicament) and indulging in the hockey spirit (i.e., grabbing each other's sweater and pummeling each other with our fists), I sat down and watched while more experienced skaters did stunts that made me look bad. But it's quite the thrill to slip and land on your head ("I see a bright light. Am I dead?" or "What a pretty roof they have here.") So if we ever met on the ice, remember what a wise man once said, "Never pick fights with ugly people (me), they (I) have nothing to lose."
14 December 2004
Blog Reposted 11:28 PM
So there I was, screwing around with the options. I tried something I shouldn't have and deleted my blog, when I was only trying to delete the two cent thots page that was left behind when I changed the add. I'll be reposting all my previous posts, so don't hold your breath. It'll take time. (12-18-2004) I have now reposted my entire blog up to this date. I'll be more careful next time...
13 December 2004
Make A Joyful Noise 10:36 PM
I've taken up guitar playing as a hobby of sorts. The first song I learned was "Sitting On a Treetop", so that I may strum ethusiastically along with the children singing, "Sitting on the potty, praising the Lord"... Next I learned "Yellow-Brick Road"(love that song, way to go Vas). I sound quite horrid, and people have a habit of closing my bedroom door while I practice... But, everyone needs good critics! I have mine(sticks his tongue out)! I'm also trying to tackle "Let's Make Love". Maybe someday you'll see my name in lights. You'll be wanting my autograph, so be niCe to me.
12 December 2004
"Special" Agents... 7:27 PM
What a sweet witnessing day it has been. It was kinda the freeze-your-nose-off type of weather, but considering we went to an apartment building, the weather didn't matter. I paired up with Gabe as a witnessing partner, and off we went to the looming building in front of us. My dad and sisters took on another. All of the buldings had doors that wouldn't open unless you had the key or unless you phoned someone you knew there, but we managed to enter all three building we went to. Gabe would take the phone, mutter a few random hellos to himself and look busy, while we waited for someone to go out so we could sneak in. After two hours of witnessing and evading security, we got kicked from the second buliding. I bet the Old Punk(a.k.a. The Devil)was steamed, since we talked to quite a few sweet and sheepy old people(the building being apartments for old people), including a lady who had just lost her husband, and was crying while we prayed for her. We headed to the third place and had another hour of witnessing and evading security. Just as we were headed out, the manager of the building came out and told us to get out right away. He seemed pissed about something, and told us that he had just kicked my dad out. He already had phoned the police. So we just strolled around until the police caught up with us. They just gave us a warning, talked to my dad, and then left.(Tip: It pays to heed to the Lord's checks!) If I had, we wouldn't have had that small run-in with the cops. But overall, the day was kewl. It's Pizza Party time, after which we'll watch a Bible movie. niCe
11 December 2004
Details and Rituals 6:49 PM
I think, therefore... I go crazy. I have a bizarre habit of tending to the tiniest details. I then have a hard time getting things done. Also I have my strange little rituals, which bug me, especially before bedtime...(e.g. "Look, it's 10 p.m.! Horray! I'll go to sleep early tonight!" time after rituals e.g. tooth brushing, prayer, staring outside to compare in exact detail last night's sky to the current one, etc. 12 p.m.) Very, very, very annoying... I'm such a strange child...
10 December 2004
Yet Another Show For The Elderly 8:16 PM
Ditto. This one was quite niCe. (For anyone wondering, yes, I do sing, yes, I do preform, yes, I do make a fool out of myself, I love it, the people do too). After, we mingled with the people, to sing joyful carols. Someone dressed as Santa came around "Ho Ho Ho'ing", and giving candies. He lost his belt three times, and when he turned for his final wave his pillow-tummy was in full view. You see, there are those dream jobs... Dinner came, which consisted of sandwiches, assorted fruits and veggies, cookies, and strange mutterings. I hung around an old lady with somewhat of an attitude, hearing her tell "dirty" jokes, interrupted once for someone to ask, Nurse: "Are you being good?" Old Lady: "Yes, dammit!". The rest of the evening went on in such pleasant manner. Word around here is that we might sing for a crowd of 2,000, and appear on Radio-Canada(TV channel here). Actually, the TV crew originally came to film a 9-year-old kid who can babble in six different languages, making him a genius. I hope they stick to their original intent...
05 December 2004
The Preformance At Sears 9:29 PM
The show came and went. It wasn't that bad. We set up a little table where people could get our material. At least we had the use of a sound system. After the show I was entrusted to take care of/chase my little cousin Miggy around. I'm TIRED. .:EDIT:. (post had a few strange elements of dubya, and I was going to mention how Miggy was blowing up ballons in the mall) The kid has WAY too much energy... .:EDIT:. Huh? We're watching Ben-Hur tonight... The Rom 8:28 here... There'll be popcorn...
04 December 2004
Caroling, Caroling... Through the Slush and Ice... 10:27 PM
Today... We went carolling. I felt like I'd been stuffed, dunno why I thought to bring heavy clothing... The weather wasn't THAT bad... Our first glorious attempt landed us in front of "Heidi's Cottage"(a little sign named the place). Only a closed door greeted us. The occupants were either indifferent or just not present. I guess that was a good thing, since I was laughing so hard I couldn't sing. I forget why, maybe it was the irony of the situation... Second place. A lady answered the door and told us her husband was sick. The latter attempts were more pleasant. At one time, a man invited us in and gave us something to drink, and gave a brief history of North Hatley. A man from Saudi Arabia once owned the whole town... His name was Saad... Gumball, Gerber, G something... And I had no idea that people like the Prime Minister of the state of Quebec (Jean Chretien), the founder of the Jean Coutou (or however it's spelled), and the heir of Goodyear lived across the lake... Well... I'm off to get my sleep fix. Show at Sears tomorrow. I pray all goes well.
03 December 2004
A New Hobby? 1:53 PM
A few days ago I went out DTD with Gabe, and there was an old lady who invited us in. Her husband proudly showed us what looked like a giant silver ball. Gabe couldn't even pick it up. Turns out it was aluminum foil, from cigarette cartons, and he was working on it since '89... Should explain why he is dying of cancer... He got the silver ball featured in a local newspaper. And he could use a change of hobbies... The Renewal is over. I learned a lot during that time. System entertainment isn't as appealing as it was pre-Renewal.
27 November 2004
I... Am... Obsessed... With... Sleep... 10:24 PM
Ok... It's official. I'm obsessed with sleep. Bri said so, it's true. And... I got to chat with her today!! Yay!! Sleep is wonderful. Sleep is niCe. I love sleep. But I tend to get lazy, so PTL for my parents, who give me my needed kick in the butt. Went witnessing with my cousin Gabe today. I don't like the cold. It makes me more sleepy. I just got out of a little challenge between my dad and my cousin, involving a can of Ruffles Ranch chip dip. The can had to be slid to the edge of the table without falling over. The duel came complete with facial expressions, stunts and moves, and the occasional "Hey, you touched it before it came to the edge!". Movie time soon... Dishes must be done...
26 November 2004
11-26-2004 9:01 PM
Seems like everything is disorganized... I'm having a hard time keeping track of things. I feel like just sleeping the whole day. Miguel and Claire (the aforementioned visitors) arrived last night. I know them since Mexico, when I was a kid. It's good to see them again. The night was quite cold, someone turned up the heating and the temperature all changed. I woke up sweaty. Little kids were crowding into my room to see the baby my sis was carrying... Why my room? The baby is real cute and chubby, he's the son of Claire. Tomorrow is Saturday... I could use some real relaxing time. Or maybe I'm lethargic and need a kick in the butt. Can't figure which.
25 November 2004
11-25-2004 4:09 PM
A rainy and dark day... There was somewhat of a thunder storm going on. Lightning was flashing, I felt like I was being photographed repeatedly. A few sharp bursts of thunder sounded a little too close to home... I got startled a few times. We're expecting visitors anytime... And today is yet another day of singing practice, preparing for an upcoming show. I need to burn a CD for the show, and clean my room... Man, I feel hungry. There's a promise of good Chinese food today... I feel like I need a nap...
20 November 2004
A Thought On Life's Problems... 7:34 PM
I was just thinking back on my life...And I've realized that everything I ever went through only made me stronger. This isn't a revelation for some of you...But it's so true. And now, through anything I may go through in the future, I'll try and keep a smile on my face. I have no reason to give up. I'm almost actually beginning to relish the challenges and problems I face, even though recently I've been missing my old friends a lot (particularly Bri)...And being pelleted with strange new emotions doesn't help...I got to hear the whole TCD 33 through, it's got some pretty deep songs in it...Vas as usual comes up with neat tunes...Can't say much for Emmanuel, he's not really my style. I also got to listen to "My Dream"...I still think Rorie's version is better (yes, I know I'm biased). My cousin is visiting us, there's gonna be a witnessing day tomorrow...I need to go take a shower...
15 November 2004
11-15-2004 9:40 PM
Long week of clowning...I feel tired and sapped of strength. People always think I'm a giant clown doll or something...They come up slowly staring at me then jump when I turn to look at them. At least they get a good laugh out of it...There was a guy near to us that was raising funds for a S.O.S suicide hotline thing. He decided to get into social work after two of his best friends killed themselves. The weekend is finally over...Now school will take up my time. Not that I enjoy hearing my brother reading his school lesson: " 'My Pets'... Aunt Killa has a chocolate cookie. She lets it out from it's cage and it flies over to her finger. It hops on my shoulder sometimes. I'm afraid it will nibble my ear." He needs to work on his reading. I miss my past life sometimes. It always seems more fun than the present. But things could be worse and less exciting...So I'm thankful for my life as it is.
08 November 2004
11-6-2004 to 11-7-2004 Get Together... 3:31 PM
Alarm clock goes off. It's 7:00 a.m. I hadn't slept very much the night before, so I slept some more. Finally anticipation of the day's events spurred me into wakefulness. We had breakfast and we were off. I spent the ride remembering the good potato soup of yesterday...Arriving at the meeting site two hours later, and after seeing all my friends again, we got into the class. After that was done, we had dinner (was it rotten?). Going back to Marco and Steven's crib, we had got into a lot of useless chit-chat (there was nothing better to do...). Then came talent night. I loved Aurora and Nats' rendition of the song...what's it called ("My Dream")? Anyway, I couldn't contribute to talent night 'cause I didn't feel like it at the time, and my head hurt a little. The night went on...Eric got "depressed" as usual, the girls and some of us were following him around...The rest of the night was...special. Finally bedtime came. I woke up next morning to find that a little white dog was sniffing me, and the guys were near the door laughing. I finally got off my stiff arse, dressed, then headed off to a nearby playground. I was running and didn't notice I was headed to a sign with a little fire hydrant symbol on it. I turned around just in time to throw my hands between my face and the sign, and I escaped with just a scratch, which Philip said "made me look like a street fighter". I came back to the house for some breakfast, and again engaged in light conversation. We all read something together, then decided we would head for a large park to play football. I was tired and a little melancholy at the time, but figured that the fresh air and whatever sunshine I could get would do me good. I found out later we were headed to a park we used to frequent three years ago, so I was eager to see the place again. It looks mostly the same. It brought back so many memories. Life was simpler then. I still remember sliding down the hill in winter with my family and friends, building snowmen and getting into snowball wars. Spring was fresh and alive, we had a few picnics there. Summer was warm and beautiful, and we would walk around the park and collect plants, or simply admire nature in it's pure form. Now it's full of mud. I got my shoes drenched with the stuff. No more bright sunshine, just dark clouds threatening to pour more rain. No laughter and friends, only lonely silence remains. I'm sorry I pushed my friends away when I needed them the most. I guess I'm just too proud to admit I need their help, and I don't want to be a waste of their time...Coming back, they were getting ready for a football game, and urged me to join in. I couldn't. My mind was too full of discouraging thoughts. I even literally felt the blood draining from me. I had no strength left. The ride back to the house was quiet. I never uttered a word. Anyone who knows me knows that that is strange...I'm always talking...I wish I had fought to remain happy, to look on the bright side of things. Why do most get-togethers tend to end with, "If only I had..."The rest of the night happened in the same fashion as the previous, except that we got an excellent meal. A manager of St. Hubert donated some meals to us. After the meal, I went around looking for something to do. After a little discussion with one of my friends, that was the last straw. I know now where I won't go if I want comfort, someone to really understand me, someone to talk to. To feel a sincere hug, or even genuine words of appreciation...It seems I'm just too loud-mouthed and scare most everyone away. I wish to God that I could trust and love my friends. I know I can. But I'm gonna have to work towards that. I need to strive to be what He wants me to be. Lord forgive me for losing it with my friends. I couldn't take it anymore. Kill my bitterness and self-righteousness. Help me to love and accept them as they are. Amen.
04 November 2004
2004 First Snow... 9:20 PM
Today the first snow fell (at least that I have been aware of). Ah, winter. Such a melancholy time...I miss the sun and warm weather. We caught a (*snicker*) mistake in a movie today...This girl comes running out with her "baby", which is nothing more than a plastic dolly with a pacifier and everything...And it's supposed to be the first century...I heard from my cousins that they saw a guy parading around the streets in a bikini thong waving a sign or something...Sweet dementia...
01 November 2004
Piercing 11:22 PM
Got my ear pierced today. White gold or something of the sort. Looks like silver. My mom wanted the earring to be gold, I wanted silver. We got a mix. I thought it was gonna be a "grit-your-teeth-and-close-your-eyes" process, but it was quick and painless. I hardly felt anything.
31 October 2004
2004 Halloween... 8:16 PM
Yeah, so tonight is Halloween. The party time for freaks and weirdos. My dad and I were dressed up like clowns and were making balloons for kids. I think two days ago my dad was making a Pooh Bear balloon and absent-mindedly wrote "milk" on the balloon/honey jar that was supposed to say "miel" (hunny in French). Then some guy comes and goes off happily with the balloon, not noticing the mistake...I thot that was funny at the time...Also while I was reading an enthusiastic publicity note on how you can "earn 0 points on your purchase" I looked up and jumped to see what looked like a red mouthed baboon with hepatitis, complete with fangs. I yelled something like "ARHG", much to the amusement of the freak under the mask. Also I heard somewhere that some very sick freaks were crazy-gluing blades and broken glass to bars on playgrounds...I can't believe that people can be so demented as to do such a thing...
30 October 2004
Sleepless Nights 10:33 PM
Recently I've been having some sleepless nights. I wake up early, sleep late...My mood and strength are affected because of it. Last night some teens were having a party close by. It was 2:00 a.m., I was bushed, and they kept on making noise. NiCe of them...I had a peculiar dream that night. It basically encapsulated my feelings on certain things. I'm starting to miss my old friends terribly...I wish I could drop by to pay them a visit. Oh, I'm also gonna pierce my ear soon...
Surprise MJ...? 10:27 PM
A few days ago, while looking through an old CD case that we got in a second hand store, my dad found a little plastic bag with a MJ leaf on it...Seems like it's former owner was into that stuff. Weird.
27 October 2004
Eclipse... 11:23 PM
An eclipse occurred tonight...I hanged out outside to watch it. It was quite cold, so it wasn't the best of my ideas to sit on the car trunk and freeze my butt off...The eclipse started with the moon sporting a brownish-yellow color, looking like a circular bloodclot in the sky...It ended up looking like a much redder bloodclot, but it was kewl to observe nonetheless...I wish I could go and see it end, but I must be off to bed...
23 October 2004
A Stalking Cat... 6:24 PM
Went to play basketball today with a friend...On the way back, this black and white cat came from nowhere and started following us...It was a little freaky, it just wouldn't stop following us! We hid from it a few times, but everytime it would pop up from somewhere in front of us...Then we got concerned, 'cause it followed us through some streets and almost got hit four times...One of its paws had a strange growth of skin on it...I think the cat is still outside...
21 October 2004
My 16th Birthday 3:44 PM
I celebrated my b-day on the 17th at a friend's place. I can't say much for it, except that I figure I screwed up and had a bad day...And of all days to have a bad day...It was quiet, it was calm, a rainy and bleak day...Oh, and it was niCe and cold. Perfect. I walked around outside until my hands went numb...The pain was interesting, it reminded me I was alive...There was this little farm with horses and sheep crapping all over the place...I think I spent most of my time around there...And on the road...I went for a walk like four times...Didn't feel like I should stay inside...Came back once and stuffed my face with popcorn...The stuff somehow tasted so good I couldn't stop eating it...Someone started littering popcorn all over the floor...What a waste...Another walk...Came back and stuffed myself with spaghetti, then went for cake and shoved my head in it...literally. Few people stuck around me, looked like I had a big "Go away!" sign on my forehead...I think it was 'cause I also seemed to be avoiding them...But yeah, it wasn't that bad. I actually think I liked it in a way...The party that is...And everytime I remember that party I'll snicker quietly...I know my friends are well meaning...
12 October 2004
Video Store Intelligence... 10:19 PM
We rented the movie "Jesus of Nazareth" on DVD. When it was time to return it, I noticed that it had a "Please Rewind" sticker...Smart. I also got my little brother to laugh when I was messing with the A/V cables and it created a buzzing sound, while I faked getting electrocuted...
11 October 2004
It Lives 9:42 PM
Behold my blog. A collection of events, thoughts, rants, and any other content I may decide to throw up in the future.