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I'm Back...

By this I mean that access to internet at my house has been restored. Cyber-life can now continue, however, I will attempt to restrict it as I find it is addicting. Very addicting. I was playing for an hour on Poker Stars today; instead of doing something productive, (I have argued this point however, and I firmly believe Poker is more productive than homework; perhaps poker it will become a future source of income).

Look at me now, rambling on and on. My writing muscles - or typing phylanges in this case - have been dormant for quite some time now, but that does not mean that life has been as empty as my blog. In fact, life has been quite exhilarating lately. Today is the first day since the rainbow cloud that I have had a couple of hours to myself. I will attempt to tell you of all that I ever so vaguely write about, but it will be vague itself, as it will take a tonne of writing to fully exemplify all the experiences I have had lately, and unfortunately I don't have the time.

Starting with the Rainbow Cloud, otherwise known as a circumhorizontal arc, I was quite fortunate to see it. It appears only in certain months of the year, and its rarity is directly proportional to the latitude along which you lie. The cloud itself has to be a cirrus cloud and hovering at a certain level in the sky, at which the sun refracts light through it's ice strands from its 58 degree angle. I didn't know any of this at the time, but the sight itself was certainly enough to keep me at the beach where I was playing football on a sand bar with my Comunity Recreation class, and skip History; a "felony" I've oddly never commited until then.

Since then, I've been incredibly busy with a few main things, namely (in no particular order, I don't choose favourites over these) : longboarding, photography, canoeing, camping, hanging with my friends and girlfriend, partying, exploring, working, and school - although, my mind hasn't particularly been attending school.

The picture I've uploaded was taken at a parking lot in Campbell River, en route to Sayward Lakes. As you may see, it was a bit rainy and mucky, and it escalated up to the point where we finally pitched our tents 20 km's down a stretch of lakes. The toughest part of the day was not actually the 2.5 km portage, but the super-rare steak I specially flame grilled. Now I warned my food buddies that they should check the center of it with a knife, but at that point I'm sure we would all eat through our arms for any form of fleshy sustenance.

Canoeing 46 odd km's in three days was quite a great experience, even though I princessed the 3-man canoe most of the time. We engaged in race walks, wrote messages in the sky (over-exposed photographs and flashlights), dodged killer hacky sacks, bonded, sang german rowing songs, yarrrred the passing canoes and started playing the pen-15 game across the mighty Campbell Lake (where the winner was decided by the contender with the most competant diaphragm when it comes to belting a certain word for "male genitalia" louder then the previous person, until a decibal is reached piercing the ears more so than the silence of the abyssal lakes we traversed). [[I'm too lazy to edit that mouthful... deal with it]]

With regards to any new additions or alterations to my life, I had my orientation at Butchart Gardens and have somewhat "officially" stopped working at Redbarn until the summer is over. I stepped into a uniform for the first time since my Crawford College era in South Africa, sporting two items I haven't worn since I was a wee boy of 11 - a peak hat and vest. I will find a way to make myself unique in the somewhat conformist ideals of a uniform - perhaps a double popped collar, or vest-under-sweater-combo.

With 13 school days left before exams and graduation, I've thought much about the freedom I will be experiencing soon after that with no obligations but the obligations I force upon myself. Come this summer a few things, new and old, will occupy my time more so than they do at the moment: guitar, gaining some muscle (wow - did I just say that?... soon I will be blogging about protein shakes... my valid excuse is that I need some extra toning if I do land the tree planting gig for next year may/june) and a new skill which I haven't yet decided upon. It could be tap dancing or a martial art, specifically Kendo, or even something as simple as cooking as I now have access to Butchart Garden's lend library and their array of cooking books. Soon I wish to get into the poetry slam scene of victoria, even though it dies down in the summer.

Ah, a busy life requires sleep. I need sleep. Right now.
(My next few blogs will be more to one subject, as opposed to a major blab... Let's hope)