It is the eve of final exams. As such, I find myself re-examining my career choice. This past year in school has been somewhat disillusioning for me. Some things were exactly as I expected and others were not. The past few months have been odd for me. I’ve drifted through the program with a boredom and melancholy similar to what I had during my last weeks in Japan; a kind of blasé that says keeps the superiors happy until I never have to see them again. To be quite honest, I never thought I’d last this long. I thought that, by November, I’d have flunked out and I’d be at a happy job flipping burgers right now.

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My writing tends to come to me in ebbs and flows. When it’s flowing, I’m on fire! I’ve got a hundred good ideas for columns and I can sit in front of my computer for hours pouring them out. And the ones that I don’t have time to write, well, I jot a quick two-sentence summary in a special scratch pad with the idea that I’ll write them later. The words are screaming to come out of me and if I don’t write them down, I’ll explode. And then, there are the ebbs. Like the past few weeks. I know I have to write something, but I’m playing Bomberman. Or I need to fire up my DVD player and watch Pokémon 3 again. I’m just out of ideas, so I avoid sitting and writing at all costs. It moves from being a joy to a chore. I wonder if this is what writer’s block feels like.

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Oh, crap. I still gotta write something for the website.

I really don’t feel like writing anything. All my time and writing energy is spent writing stuff for school. Then, I have to sit down and write something for the website and I’m, “Ugh.” But I can’t take a break; I can’t take a day off, if only because I’m still in a pissing contest with Mr. Anderson. In your face, Mr. Chuck Loves the World: the Daily Comic Strip! Quantity, not quality, baby!

But I guess I really should write something. I applied to write for NAIT’s paper next year, and I said on my resume that I’ve posted something here every week for the past six years. It’s where I honed my writing skills, I said.

“Hone.” That’s the one, shall we say, “big word,” I probably use the most.

It’s one o’clock in the morning and I’m watching Janet Jackson on Saturday Night Live. I’m glad they did the “baring of the boob” bit right at the start of the show and got it out of the way. That’d suck if they dragged that out for the whole show. Janet Jackson is the musical guest tonight, too. I’ve always thought she was kind of lame.

But not as lame as when Donald Trump hosted last week. That was just a collection of lame bits starring Donald Trump.

Speaking of Donald Trump, did you watch the Apprentice last night? Only watched it for one reason my friend: the new Spider-Man 2 trailer. I can hardly wait until that movie! I’m planning my whole summer around that film. It doesn’t matter that it’s coming out two days earlier now – June 30. I’m still planning on seeing it on my birthday.

I lost my train of thought. I was watching Weekend Update. Oh, I love Tina Fey. She’s funny and hot. My God. The resemblance between new cast member Fred Armisten and that dweeb from Omiya is freaky.

Is that enough yet? No? Argh. But I’m going to end it here anyway. It’s late. I’ve got nothing to say. I promise I’ll have something cooler next week. I go sleep now.

Not much happens here in little old Entwistle. The biggest shock of my life was when I came back from Japan and saw that nothing had changed. Great examples of this are the grocery stores. Bigger than a convenience store, but not big enough to compete with anything in the cities, they’ve existed to provide the necessities. They haven’t changed much and they’ve been in Entwistle and Evansburg since I first came to this town. Hell, I even worked at one as one of my first real jobs. So, you can imagine that things have been shaken up somewhat with the opening of a new one. The Brand New Tipple Park Super A Foods promised to bring big city quality to the small town. Naturally, the little grocery stores that have been here forever are worried. For the tiny towns of Entwistle and Evansburg, this is like Wal-Mart moving in. It’s been open for about a week now, and I finally decided to go check it out.

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