Four hugs a day is the minimum, four hugs a day is not the maximum....

Apparently, my mom feels I don't hug her enough

Just a little something I picked up.

Antimatter is a substance created by the CERN in the late 90s, and it is similar to matter except the magnetic charges are reversed. When antimatter comes in contact with matter, a massive chemical reaction occurs. This reaction is similar to that of a hydrogen bomb, and the scary part is that you need only less the 100g of antimatter to create this reaction. Scary, huh?

You can read more about antimatter in Dan Brown's novel "Angels and Demons," or go to CERN's website.

Hey all. Time for a little Easter rant.

Over Spring Break, I've headed out a few times to do a little shopping, but I never end up buying anything because of these ridiculous prices on everything (that and I'm considerably broke.) But, I've noticed that if something has a corporate logo on it, it's price is considerably higher than that of something without a brand name sprawled all over. Of course, this much more expensive item must be of a much higher quality than that cheap, no-name product right?

Uh, no. Too bad for that thought. Although in some cases the brand is worth the product, not often enough we're paying too much for something we can get for much cheaper (and a somewhat better quality). For example, looking around for a new jacket, I find that if it's got the name "american eagle" or "nike" sprawled all over it, it's gonna cost you 50 bucks more than buying a jacket at Wal-Mart with the same quality and style for a much more affordable $20.

Why? Cuz you're just buying the name. Just so people can look at you and say, "hey, he/she's wearing (insert brand name here). She/he's so cool!!!" To use the brand as some sort of status symbol. To show that you can afford it. Bullshit. It's just an example of corporate brainwashing propaganda targeted at consumers to earn money for the company. Yeah, that's right.

And yet, as I rant and rave, I sit here wearing nike and addidas, with whatever other brands sitting in my closet. I admit, as much as I hate it, I still notice when someone's wearing Ecko over Exco. But I am so not the kind of person to waste $70 dollars on something when I know that I can get the same thing for much less, minus the all too familiar brand name. It's like the common cold: no one is immune.

What I also want to talke about is how the media advertises brands. But hey, it's those money-hungry corporate bastards creating all this filth and paying off the media to shovel it into our heads. It seems that you can go nowhere without running into an ad for Gucci or listening to a commercial for Gap. This world is not run by politicians, it's run by the media and the corporations that fund them. The world is controlled by mass propaganda and crazy ideals. It would be no surprise if someday Bill Gates becomes king of the world.

Anyways, that's life: just another over-priced product manufactured in a 3rd world country and thrown at us by money-hungry corporate bastards, some of which I have no doubt I'm gonna be forced to work for. Just another step to world domination. I'm out.

Hey all. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been way too busy.

Honestly, I'm kinda happy there's only a week left of spring break cuz I'm way too tired of being stuck inside the house and being forced to do stuff cuz my ass is glued to the couch. Break just drains the energy right out of me, and it seems that every spring or Christmas break I've ever had brings a "bad omen." Well not really.

But the breaks do always bring either an illness or an injury, that being the reason that I'm stuck on my ass. There's nothing much to do where I live, besides going to the mall or hanging outside at the park, options which don't hold much entertainment value. My best friend is in California right now, and all I can think is how lucky she is. I'd rather be anywhere than stuck at home in front of the computer or the tv.

I'm actually supposed to be doing a french project over break. Turns out one of my group members can't come, and my two other groupmates I haven't heard from. Looks like I'm gonna get an A.

On a totally different topic, I wanna talk about gas prices. They keep going up and up and up. And it's pissing me off. Sure I don't drive yet (cuz I'm too young...pfft) but this inflation could possibly (possibly I said!) lead to depression. It's not only that I'm concerned about. It's that I'm gonna be an adult in like 7 years, and if prices continue at this rate, I'm gonna be part of another great depression. Imagine how life for my kids could be like. Uggh nightmares.

Anywayz, thats life. I'm so out.

Mondays. Nothing very special to say about them, except that they're the first day of the week that you really have to do something (that something being going to school.) I started the day off early, actually arriving to school before 8:30. Wow. Maybe Mondays are special. Anyways, first class I had P.E., in which we were doing...square dancing. Yippee. During my block their are 5 (and I repeat 5!!!) classes in the gym with mine, so during the whole class, I was either being shoved into someone else or I was up against someone elses sweaty backside. Eew. There's an added bonus: all the dudes I danced with had sweaty hands as well. Oh joy.

After P.E, my next class was Science, and we spent the whole class taking notes on things we learned last unit. To make it worse, during French, my teacher gives me 3 days to prepare a final project. That leaves business ed. to make it all worse. Suprisingly, it wasn't all that bad, and I had a little fun hiding my friend's portfolio.

I guess the day wasn't too horrible all in all. I had a some pretty good laughs, watched intramural hockey (with my crush playing!!!), laughed at Lisa who was stupid enough to come to school totally wasted, and learned what a BJ is (although I'm still not too sure...) If you need me, you can find me in the washroom trying to scrub my hands clean of guy sweat. I hope I don't get warts.

Anyways, that's life. I'm out.