tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58871632011-08-26T19:47:11.697-04:00The Dragon's LairI told you not to take the blue pill.Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1109961507429836192005-03-04T13:23:00.000-05:002005-03-04T13:38:27.433-05:00...And life deals me another bad handI quit my new job at Staples the other day. Reason: irreconcilable problems, to put it mildly. Basically, my boss was pissed that i kept messing up. He'd had enough of it, and basically told me that if I were to stay then he'd really drop the hammer on me. So I thought about it.. and i decided to quit, not because he influenced me to do so, but because I'd Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1108692169926680342005-02-17T21:02:00.000-05:002005-02-17T21:02:49.930-05:00Death of a Salesman: The NHL LockoutSo the NHL is toast this season. It was bound to happen from the moment they said that there wasn't going to be a game until they reached a deal. I'm stunned that they even took so long to cancel the season; if either side knew that they weren't going to bend to the other's demands, then they should have just called it quits and relieved everyone of this false Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1108585274438468002005-02-16T15:21:00.000-05:002005-02-16T15:21:14.443-05:00The friend trap sucksit's every guy's worst fear. girls snag guys with it all the time. Once in it, you can't get out. I'm talking about the friend trap, something i've gotten myself caught in recently.Sometimes you don't realize that you're being led in until it's too late - a girl starts telling you things that she wouldn't tell other guys because she doesn't trust them; she runs to you when Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1103291133449247192004-12-17T08:45:00.000-05:002004-12-17T08:45:33.450-05:00my voice is raspy from yelling so friggin' much, and now i sit here listening to "Mona Lisa Overdrive" by Juno Reactor [from Matrix Reloaded] and drinking ginger ale. might not help my sore(ish) throat, but all i can say right now is 'what the hell'.
so yeah, the work christmas party was last night. it was fun. sort of. before the main event some of us hid out in the trees near the place and Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1101163717206186792004-11-22T17:48:00.000-05:002004-11-22T17:48:37.206-05:00The Legend of the Jitsu of Mad Hops
Long ago, there was a man who excelled in basketball. He brought the game to a whole new level - his skill was nearly unparalleled by any player, and he graced the court with exquisite moves, dazzling everyone who beheld him. He could shoot thee-pointers from what seemed to be worlds away. He could deke even the fastest players. Sometimes he even confused Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1100815653905067192004-11-18T17:07:00.000-05:002004-11-18T17:07:43.623-05:00In my life, I realized that some things were for sure - specifically, death and taxes. But one thing that I found out yesterday was that I am related to an idol.
Well, almost.
I"ll elaborate: my sister, Mercedes, works at CTV. They recently had a competition where some of the staff participate in a "canadian idol"-like competition. Just like the real deal, people audition to compete, then they'reBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1100579220939404372004-11-15T23:26:00.000-05:002004-11-15T23:27:00.940-05:00Tekagen nashi da ze.
What does that strange phrase mean?
I'll tell you: it's Japanese, first off. And the rough translation is 'I will not hold back'. I lifted it from King of Fighters 2002, and it was said my the character K', right before he fights his good friend Maxima. It's one of those special openings you get when certain characters face off.
Back to the point. Why do I say such a phraseBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1098157780307421222004-10-18T23:40:00.000-04:002004-10-18T23:49:40.346-04:00WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG FOR A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT
I failed to mention my outing to Canada's wonderland last month with the best girl in the world, Simone. A few of her friends and I went to the theme park that day and it was the bast day ever. We went on nearly every ride (with the exception of Top Gun... boo lineups). I think I hurt my neck on Drop Zone - I craned it a little too much on the Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1095819561322613962004-09-21T22:19:00.000-04:002004-09-21T22:19:21.323-04:00Limbo is a strange place
Ever been stuck in limbo?
You know, Limbo. Purgatory. That place wedged between Heaven and Hell. The gray area of the afterlife. The place where you supposedly work off your sins when you die.
I could go on describing it for hours, and you probably still won't get it. *grim expression* Anyway, I'm mentioning Limbo because that's exactly where I am right now. I'm not sureBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1093995219991483972004-08-31T19:33:00.000-04:002004-08-31T19:33:39.993-04:00Well, my summer sucked, how about yours?
Another summer has come and gone. September is right around the corner (quite literally) and soon, kids of all ages and teenagers and adults alike will be heading back to school for another year of hitting the books.
As you all know, I'm not one of those people - instead, I opted for taking a year off to work and think about what I want to do with my lifeBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1093126795819293352004-08-21T16:26:00.000-04:002004-08-21T18:19:55.820-04:00Wow, it's been over a month since I posted here...
Anyway, it's time for my usual rant. As you all know, the Games of the XXVIII Olympiad (that's 28 in roman numerals, for you half-wits out there) are in full swing. The world's greatest athletes converge on Athens to compete in a myriad of sporting events - some of which you probably didn't even know were in the olympics, like baseball. (That Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1089483332399464022004-07-10T14:00:00.000-04:002004-07-10T14:15:32.400-04:00WTF of the Week
Coming to you live, from Missisauga....lol
Allrighty then. This week's WTF comes in the form of more political mishaps - this time, in the USA.
Now, we all know that since 9/11, the threat level has always been at yellow or higher. The general American public is paranoid that somehow, some way, Al-Qaida is going to strike at any minute. They don't know how, or even when. All Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1089172157457833472004-07-06T23:30:00.000-04:002004-07-06T23:54:54.890-04:00It really seems as if I'm alone now, more than ever. Since I've told my mom about my horrible failure at school, life has taken on a whole new meaning: nothing. All I ever do when I leave the house now, is go to work, or to the store to get something that I need [or that I think I need]. I seriously doubt that I'm allowed to even go down the street to my friend's house - why? Because I did bad atBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1088908065737563272004-07-03T22:04:00.000-04:002004-07-03T22:27:45.736-04:00WTF of the Week
And here it is, my friends, the long-awaited column that I call "WTF of the week". IN this weekly column, I'll article an event that happened either in the news, or in my personal life, that made me say "what the f--k?" If it makes the cut, or if I just can't find anything better, then you can read about it here.
NDP Leader wins seat in upset
Well, the Liberals won a minority Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1088630739571564732004-06-30T16:54:00.000-04:002004-06-30T17:25:39.570-04:00Mood: neutral
Wednesday. Bleah, stupid middle of week blues...
Anyway, I went and saw Fahrenheit 9/11 last night. I'd heard a lot about it, mainly good reviews, so after work I went and saw it. And boy, was I impressed. It really was a great movie.
It's all about the conspiracy behind September 11th and how Bush is pretty much a robot; a robot in that he's being run by his entire administration.Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1088443547471190632004-06-28T13:00:00.000-04:002004-06-29T17:49:19.096-04:00Some people live for one thing - to be successful and to achieve their own personal goals. Others aren't so motivated; they just let life drift by and ultimately end up missing out on tons of opportunities.
I realized today that I'm one of the latter. I don't do much of anything these days, other than work. Not that working is a bad thing - everyone who is able to work shoud work, to at least getBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1088114025784989522004-06-24T17:17:00.000-04:002004-06-24T17:53:45.786-04:00Okay, with the current election coming up, I think I'll sound off my sentiments about the parties and their party leaders. I'm still more or less undecided as to who I'm going to vote for, but make no mistake, I'm most likely not going to vote Conservative. I'll tell you why in a moment.
Now, the liberals have definitely lost some points - and we can thank the sponsorship scandal for that. Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1084656279117052362004-05-15T17:26:00.000-04:002004-05-15T17:24:39.116-04:00Mixed emotions are what I'm feeling right now. I'm in my 'slightly down and out of it' mode, because of a few things: for one, i had a really early shift at work this morning which required me to get there for 5 in the morning. Yeah, I know - brutal. I set my alarm for 3:15, and I went to bed just before 10. But I forgot that I need at least 7 hours of sleep on any given night - for example, if IBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1084213416451269132004-05-10T14:23:00.000-04:002004-05-10T14:34:34.863-04:00The Merry month of May is here. Break out the bubbly and cut the cheese. [not that kind of cheese-cutting, dingus.]
So what's the deal with me, you ask? Lots. For starters, I'll talk about my love life [or lack thereof =P]. I'm still talking to that girl I've mentioned in earlier posts, but the flame is slowly fading. I'm not expecting anything huge to come from that attempt, but I'm still Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1083162264742578762004-04-28T10:24:00.000-04:002004-04-28T10:28:40.390-04:00After a long sleep...
The Dragon awakens...
For three long months, he lay in hibernation...
Now, he returns...
With a vengeance!
Well, hello there, faithful readers. I have returned! It's been way too long since I posted here - i have my reasons for that, but the main thing is that I was partially lazy, and that a lot of other things were taking over in my life. I still have a lot to deal with, Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1074477863319640112004-01-18T21:04:00.000-05:002004-01-18T21:06:21.030-05:00In this edition of The Dragon's Lair, I've decided to come clean and spill my guts out absolutely. I'm going to let you see right through me, no holds barred. I need to do this because it's the first step on my long road to self-restoration, and I'm pretty sure that I'll feel much better once I've said all that I have to say. For all my friends out there that are gonna read this, I hope you can Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1073953210909210442004-01-12T19:20:00.000-05:002004-01-12T19:20:31.966-05:00Blah. I feel and look like crap. I've been feeling sick since friday [the sore throat was my first warning] and now this stupid gead cold kicked into full tilt. I was gonna stay home today, but I felt so-so when I woke up [besides, my mom is still on sick leave from work until tomorrow, so staying home probably would have made me sicker :P] so I went anyway. Big mistake. I actually feel a little Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1073536775162217312004-01-07T23:39:00.000-05:002004-01-07T23:39:54.673-05:00Well, second semester is in full swing, and the heat is on. Full blast, I might add. I should do better this semester, after my somewhat brutal wake-up call last time around. I want to put it behind me, but at the same time, I have to remind myself of it or else I won't have anything to rise above. There's a new year's resolution for you.
I have some new classes this semester - one is actually aBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1072884263357513092003-12-31T10:24:00.000-05:002003-12-31T10:24:41.026-05:00New Year's Eve. I should be happy. But I'm not.
I've done it again. I've screwed up for the umpteenth time and made my mother ashamaed of me. Except this time, I'm pretty sure she'll disown me. I've thought so in the past, but I think that this is the last time she's giving me a chance. I'm done, cooked, burned, the whole deal.
Now I'm asking myself, "am I destinied to be like this all the days Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1072762112771992132003-12-30T00:28:00.000-05:002003-12-30T00:28:50.026-05:00Still in limbo, at least where New Years is concerned. Geeze, I hate it so much. Right now, though, I have a couple options - my friend Lisa and her boyfriend want to have a little party thing, and another friend [whom I know through another friend :P] is having a party as well. It sounds like it'd be more of a chick party, so I don't know 100 per cent about that one. I certainly wouldn't want toBlazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1072581278961556152003-12-27T22:14:00.000-05:002003-12-27T22:14:55.843-05:00Wow, what a ride. 12 days. Ouch, I haven't blogged in a while.
So I say: Merry Christmas, Happy Yule, Happy Hannukah, Kwanzaa, and all that jazz.
My christmas was all right, nothing special. We spent a quiet day at home and watched some rented movies - specifically, Seabiscuit, XMen 2, and Bend it Like Beckham. That last one is a cool Brit flick, I liked it. Keira Knightley [remember her from Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1071499028186434392003-12-15T09:37:00.000-05:002003-12-15T09:37:21.633-05:00Well, I'm back after a long absence. Did you miss me? [grins]
10 days until Christmas. Have you finished your shopping yet? Heh, I haven't even started.
So what's new, you ask? Remember that christmas party that my work was holding? Can you say 'waste of time'? That party was more stupid than Jessica Simpson! First of all, it was boring, and most of the people that said they were going to go Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1070595724089208352003-12-04T22:42:00.000-05:002003-12-04T22:42:14.616-05:00Well, December is upon us at last! The final month of the year has come finally, and we are all surprised. Where, oh where, has 2003 gone? It went by so fast, didn't it? 2004 is at the doorstep, waiting to show us the surprises that it has in store.
21 days till Christmas.
I've been out of touch now for almost 2 weeks - stupid school. But hey, what's a future software company owner to do but Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1069640534980355462003-11-23T21:22:00.000-05:002003-11-23T21:22:22.936-05:00I just realized how I posted last week.......maybe I'll make this blog thing a weekly thing, where I post on a Sunday or a Monday.. I just need to find out where to make this place a little more visually appealing.
So what's the deal with me? Well, like I said I'd do, I talked with her. It actually ended up being an e-mail where I completely spilled my guts out to her and just told her the Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1069023301727145872003-11-16T17:55:00.000-05:002003-11-16T18:13:51.090-05:00Hmm. Well, I have been away for a while.......guess it's time for another update!
I've told you about this girl that I'm talking to, and for the most part, things are looking up. We've been talking for a while now, and i've already cleared the 'do you have a boyfriend' hurdle and the 'maybe we can go out sometime' hurdle, too. Now comes the next step: telling her how I feel.
Geeze, why did I Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1068271169689206312003-11-08T00:59:00.000-05:002003-11-08T00:59:33.060-05:00I now realize why most managers are the butt of employee jokes, and why they're usually hated.
Take one of the managers at my work, who I'll call K'. [Who knows, one of K's friends might know one of my friends, they see my site and his name here......you know the drill]
I'm at work the other night, see? K' is one of the managers on - in charge. Since I began working there, I always got a sort of Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1068001367583317602003-11-04T22:02:00.000-05:002003-11-04T22:02:50.933-05:00Well, well........'tis time for another blog.
Another typical day in the life of Omar...nothing much has happened, except the fact that I completely bombed two tests today.....math and one onf my computer courses. The latter was a test that, truthfully, nobody really had any idea of. I seriously think that at least 75% of us failed that test...oh well, it's a sign that I need to get studying.
Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1067905246158712072003-11-03T19:20:00.000-05:002003-11-03T19:20:48.963-05:00Talk about a hiatus. Wow. Well, I'm 19 now, in case you haven't figured it out....ah well. I'd have posted on my birthday, but there was so much stuff going on that I couldn't even get a minute to myself. And then there was a whole host of stuff in the past week, too.....man, I'm a busy man.
So....what to talk about...oh, yes. I got the jacket that I wanted, albeit not the exact one. It's a Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1066754934459688642003-10-21T12:48:00.000-04:002003-10-21T12:48:54.046-04:00Right now, you see me at my worst.
I am stressed to the max - but you'd never be able to tell. Why? Because I hide my feelings very well. If I'm happy, you wouldn't know. If I'm mad, you probably wouldn't know that either. But if I was distressed....well, maybe you'd see right through me.
I turn 19 in 5 days, but what does it matter? It's only a small relief in this slough of despair that I find Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1066250557421404372003-10-15T16:42:00.000-04:002003-10-15T16:42:36.996-04:00Another fun filled week is going by fast. Things just keep coming my way, and I can't do anything about trying to avoid them. Tests, tests, and more tests, and then some assignments on the side. Oh, the tedium of it all.
Things are looking up for me, though. I'm not all dark clouds right now. See, there's this girl I'm talking to, and right now we're sort of in the works. It's nothign serious, Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065928415745400082003-10-11T23:13:00.000-04:002003-10-11T23:13:35.833-04:00Tanoshinderu? {Having fun yet?}
I'm constantly asking myself that at work these days. I've been there four months now, and the excitement of just getting a job has dissolved in a scent of burnt meat and hot fry oil. [gotta like that comparison!]
Earlier today I was in charge of the back crew. It's more or less an 'I'm the man of the hour(s)' kind of job, where you pretty much order the rest of Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065571476872745022003-10-07T20:04:00.000-04:002003-10-07T20:04:37.000-04:00Ever get the feeling that you just can't win?
No matter what you do to impress someone or mee the demands of a teacher, your boss, or even your parents, it always seems to be in vain; in the end, your folks just brush it off with a "that's nice, dear" or "okay".
It's a little different in my case right now. I got yelled at - again - for not having my room up to standard. Of course, when you look Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065328184866099202003-10-05T00:29:00.000-04:002003-10-05T00:29:44.616-04:00Bahh. I am sooo shell-shocked. First I get all stuffed up this morning, and then work happens. Silly, silly Mickey D's. The only reason that I'm actually there now is because it's the only way I can get money. I gotta get outta there, it's makin' me claustrophobic.
It all started when I got there. My manager asked me to start early, rather than start right at 4. Okay, an extra 15 minutes. Not Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065294201539409922003-10-04T15:03:00.000-04:002003-10-04T15:03:21.636-04:00More crap comes my way, even more than yesterday.
Closing at work was tough. I was at the Wal-Mart McD's, and closing that location is tough as it is, but yesterday was trying. The owners dumped this new rule on us saying that we have to do close half an hour later because the ignorant Walmart employees were bitching about us closing too early. An example: one of the older employees (I think her Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065191206783369472003-10-03T10:26:00.000-04:002003-10-03T10:26:46.590-04:00An new day, a new pile of problems. Boo. I wonder how this day will treat me...will I have lots of heartaches or will I have a fairly good day? I guess time will tell...
23 days until my 19th.
I went out and exercised my democratic right to vote yesterday. This was the first time taht I've done this, and for some reason, it actually felt good to go out and mark up a piece of paper in order to Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5887163.post-1065064032955711152003-10-01T23:07:00.000-04:002003-10-01T23:07:13.080-04:00Hm....let's see, where do I begin?
Well, it's 10:47 as I start writing this. Nothing more to do except write and let you guys see right through me.
As of today, there are 25 days until I turn 19. It feels odd, yet cool at the same time - I'm gonna be able to get smashed out of my mind [not that I would do that...] and i'm one step closer to hitting 20. That's scary. Whoa.
I've been trying to Blazin'http://www.blogger.com/profile/08219559279048462501noreply@blogger.com0