hi.

i saw the jen this weekend.

somebody how understand.

halloween are fun. if understand one question know do me please explain. thanks.

that about sums up the level of english my classmates are at. i.e. absolute shite. now i can't spell worth a poop. but i sure as hell can speak english better than that neanderthal fuck. my question is: how the hell did they pass the ELPE and i failed the damn thing? i dont get.

for those of you who dont know what the ELPE is, it's a test that you need to write to pass first year university, and i failed it. but this guy (not sure what liu gang is yet, any ideas joel?) somehow passed it, yet i failed it.

here this guy graduates with a comp. sci. degree. he can write crazy programs. good luck explaining to him what you want him to do ... let alone why he did what he did. how can someone get a degree from a canadian institution and not speak english? pathetic. joel's three year old cousin can speak better english than that thing.

enough ranting. jen came to visit this weekend. we saw "ray". 'twas a good movie, i quite enjoyed it. we hunged out ... i mean yeh. did a bit of homework. midterm on tuesday. stupid CS assignment due wednesday.

and chuck e. berry is awesome. and i am sick again. this is like crazy. i need to be healthy. not sick. sick sucks my asshole. it's halloween today. joel and i are going candy shopping tomorrow since all the stores will be trying to sell off the halloween candy ... cheap. and then his dad can yell at us for rotting our teeth out. that's always fun. anyways, i am going to do some work now. cuz i have a test on tuesday....

so ... shit. fuck i can't remmeber where i was ...

hmmm ....

well i shall start from ... sometime last week.

i got some forty one's new album, chuck. it's pretty good. so i have been jamming with them for a while now. i've also been jamming with sick. and that stuff called homeowork and studying. it's oodles of fun i tell you. yeh, now go suck a fork. i dunno what the heckaroni that means.

speaking of which, a while back i credited that to lynn. WRONGFULLY. Homer Jay Simpson gets credit for that, since Lynn prolly stoled it from there, am I right, huh? am I? Am I?

Now I am hungry. and look, a shiny metallic object on the floor. hmm i think that's? i dunno what the hell it is.... i think it is part of joels broken pin that i was *supposed* to fix. i should get on that.......

and visual studio just killed my machine. so i am off.... ta!

and i just injested 7 pills, 2 tsp of nasty cough stuff, and a cough drop that tastes like wow. and now ... i am nicely sedated. mmmmmmmm. and i don't have to write the midterm tomorrow, which is unfortunate, i would rather be not sick. but what can you do ... nuffin really. especially being this sick.

i'm spent. bed time.

k-town here i come. well in 9.25 hours that is. how how i love three day weeks. especially with two midterms on two days and two assignments in one day. that's just love-a-dub-i-cious. something like that.

everyone join in with me ...
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday dear jennnnnnnnnnnn,
happy birthday to yoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

and that's my jen. yes yes it is. mine.

even though last week was hell week. guess what? i have another 4 to go. isn't that just great? next blows my asshole ... as does the next? welcome to hell colin. have a nice stay!

in other news ... sum41 came out with a new album. i suggest you try it ... it's called chuck. and of course shit happened.

but now i shall bring up something that is a little more profound...

WHAT THE FUCK IS OUR "NAVY" DOING? More importantly what the fuck is the british navy doing?

If you didn't know, the Canadian Navy bought 4 pieces of old shit diesel subarmarines from the brits, i believe we paid 800 million dollars for these rust buckets. literally. the british sold these whale rockets knowing they were shit. HELLO CANADA, there is a reason the brits docked them in scotland!!! holy crap, who is running this country? ohh right paul martin. fire his ass. NDP all the way baby.... enough of politics, back to the subs. why don't we throw in an extra 200 million dollars (about the amount in the sponorship scandalship) and buy ONE FRIGGIN BRAND NEW NUCLEAR SUB, never been used. instead of 4 subs from world war 1. that would make more sense. on second thought, just scrap the entire armed forces. our army doesn't do much. what do we need subs for now a days anyways? the enemy has radar and just drops some bombs and no more sub. i dont get the clowns running this place.

anyways, i am going to sleep. i have an early start tomorrow. and thats no fun. i hate mornings.

cheers to all ...

so i think i shall start a list of my all time favorite songs ... ever ... let' start with the king of rock?

who am i talking about? huh? punk ...

elvis or chuck? i shall leave this decision up to you.

nonetheless my list starts with elvis, simply because he was just a bit before chuck...

return to sender - elvis presley
jailhouse rock - elvis presley
heartbreak hotel - elvis presley
johnny b. goode - chuck e. berry
school day - chuck e. berry
my ding a ling - chuck e. berry

this is just the beginning of the list. it is not exhaustive.

if you do not own these ... legally ... you should run out the store like a chicken with its head cut off screaming, just to buy them and then realise that you can get them for free from the internet ... duh!

anyways, one midterm down. another 6 more to go. weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

on another note. i am going to fucking strangle rogers to shit. i fucking hate those cock suckers. almost as much as that midget interviwer guy. i paid my august phone bill. have i seen it? hell no. isn't the idea of a bill ... to see it before you pay it? like shit. and i hate customer service people. so damn useless. please hold ... keep holding ... wait until i get my fat ass off the seat and answer the fuckin' phone dip shit. you know when they play that classical music shit or some brtiney-i'm-a-virgin horseshit ... i just sit there and say "roger's blows goats and performs fellatio on various other farm animals" over and over. and i hope that someone on the other end is listening.

there is this funny video i should find it ... anyways bed time.

and it's a brand new spanking look. i hope you like it. if you don't just leave ...

errr wait a minute, you are one of like ... three people that read this. please stay. i'm begging you ...

no i'm not. i don't care if you stay or leave. feel free to comment. *cough cough* HINT HINT *cough cough*.

anyways, it's thanksgiving holiday. now i dont know what day is actually thanksgiving. it's weird that we celebrate this holiday, as i stated on lynn's blog. it's a holiday to celebrate them mayflower ship people for murdering the natives. sounds like a great holiday? what's next? hitler or stalin day?? i dont think so ...

it's some pagean holiday. so it's not like ... really religious. it's just a time for fat people like me to eat wayyyyyy too much food. and yeh... that is fun. drink some wine. see family. see jen. thats the important part there ... let me repeat that SEE JEN ... there i think i got the point across well enough.

but i dont mind, it just means more time off school.

us university students are so weird. we actually dont mind not having school. WE PAY FOR IT PEOPLE. yet we are so damn excited on a snow day that one must text msg me at 7am. holy christ man ... anyways, i remmeber tuition bonusii (that's the plurarl form of bonus, i promise) from larry smith. ya right ....

why do we always have one week per term that can be labled hell week? this coming week i have a midterm on tuesday, two assignments due on wednesday, and a midterm on thursday. note i have night class on tuesday. i just dont get it. stop screwing me university of waterloo.

on another note why is jen not responding to me??? i'm sad ... here is the conversation ... that i am trying to have with jen:

colin - jkw forever ... it's turkey lurkey time! says:
hiiiiiiiiiiii babe
colin - jkw forever ... it's turkey lurkey time! says:
jennnnnnnnnnn?????
colin - jkw forever says:
jennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

and ... fuck all. abuse i tell ya. pure abuse that i am taking fromt her. i gotta straighten that girl out. (note: i wont do anything, cuz i just love her sooo damn much)

in other news:

apparently sean and christin are ... a package ... a thing ... y'know boyfriend girlfriend. some magic floating in the air ... or is that sparks? i just dont know anymore.

joel ... he's a dork he ran to winnipeg.

marg ... good god woman ... where have you been? you like feel (i really meant fell) off the face of the earth or something

lynn our friendship continues to build stronger. it's good. we talk a lot. she's cool, i'm cool. we're cool. she's coming back to stream 4...kick ass. i'm excited. i bought her a ramones pin. joel claims he paid for some of it too ... it cost like 85 cents ... so i am not gonna bicker.

miranda. she's around. prolly in b-town. so yeh....

and i am a loser ... i dont have any other friends.

where the hell is everyone? excuse me, i mean where the hell is jen???? come here!

well i guess i will keep blogging. cuz this music blows my ass.... some shit from the 1800s for my music class. lets be honest. any song that goes:
Oh, carve that possum,
Carve that possum children,
Carve that possum
Children, oh carve him to his heart.
*barfs*

can't be that good can it??

i tried to see shark tale on friday with jen. didn't work so well. damn fire alarm. i want to see that movie. from the 30 minutesi saw ... it looked great. i'm pissed i didn't get to see it.

and i studied some. that is not what i am thankful for. it's like what are you thankful for this weekend? "well i wish i could be THANKFUL FOR NOT HAVING ALL THIS BLOODY WORK TO DO" ... but i am not that cool. meh ... i ate some turkey. some pumpkin pie. some possum. 'twas a grand old time.

and now some more from that hit from 1864 ... carvvvvvvvvvvvve that possum

some eat early and some eat soon
some like possum, and some like coon
that possum's just the thing for me
old rattler's got another one up the tree

i wish i could be a radio host dude. you just sit around and talk to yourself all day. yeh i can do that. totally. yeh .......

jen still isn't responding to me? and i've moved on to some ernest tubb. i was just craving possum wayyyyy to much to keep listening to that song. "i'm walking over the floor for you ... "

aren't i just in a musitastic mood today? i think so. also in the mood of writing a blog that is way to fucking long for anyone to read. except joel. he has already read this somehow cuz the guy reads too fast.

and she's talking to becca on the phone. that means nothing to anyone except me. but i felt like saying it. cuz ernest tubb is just depressing the hell outta me.

and now we get to some happy songs .... Sh-boom:
Oh, life could be a dream (sh-boom)
(doo-da-da-do sh-boom)
If I could take you up in paradise up above (sh-boom)
If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love
Life could be a dream, sweetheart
(Hello, hello again, sh-boom and hopin' we'll meet again)

Hey nonny ding dong, alang alang alang
Boom ba-doh, ba-doo ba-doodle-ay

Life could be a dream
Life could be a dream, sweetheart!

that was for jen. cuz i think of her when i listen to that song. by the way, that is the chords version. which is much better then those twisted canadian boys the crew cuts who ruined that song with the damn tipani. dumbasses.

go to hell bob

this is too long. and jen still hasn't replied....

maybe i am not the only one she loved ... boo urns to that. it says in the song she said that. so its true. yeh thats right. she loves me, not you ... or you ... or you ... or you. ok? got it ... punk?

i'm out....

well fuck you too mr. interview man. and your mom too ...

I just had the worst interview ever. and the worst part was ... he was a midget! and a cocky little fucker at that. yes i am bitter. so is dane.

it went something like this:

cocky little fuck: "how you doing?"
me: "i'm good and yourself?"
dick head: "so ... what's a double-abstinter-nine-equatryuer?"
me: "that's a very good question. what is it?"
cock sucker: "it's a blah blah blah blah. i am a nerd"
me: "i see"
ass eater: "what's the difference between c++ and java"
me: "that's a silly question. go fuck yourself"
cunt guzzler: "i like men, how about you?"
me: "go to hell"
finger licking wannabe proctologist: "well tell me about your previous jobs"
me: "they were fun. you are not. go get a spoon"
piss ant: "ok well that's about it"
me: "you're boring. bye"

and that was it. i got raped by a midget. fucking hell.