All futures final.

So on Thursday in my Sociology class we had a guest speaker, I believe his name was Dr. Charles Simon... I didn't really catch that part. Anyway, he was there to talk about "Education, Social Class, and Globalization".

Dr. Simon talked about some rather interesting things; a nice change from the usual rush of the relative and useless information thrown at us each day. One thing that Dr. Simon said that stuck with me was on education. I'm sure it scared some people and woke others up, but what he said was reality.

Twenty to thirty years ago, people went to university to further improve themselves, to answer their own questions. The social contract that existed was that those who were educated would achieve good jobs. The social contract that once existed exists no more.

"The youth today go to university because they want good jobs; they want to make money."

We believe going to school will get us good jobs and we'll live happy lives. I believed in this probably from the day I learned what university was.

The reality is education no longer necessarily means good jobs, so why are high education and high marks of such importance?

He spoke a good point and a true one at that. It left me wondering as I walked to my next class as I discussed it with my girlfriend...

I sat down in the lecture hall and awaited for the next class to start. I forgot all that Dr. Simon had told us just a few minutes ago and focused on learning what the next professor had to say for I continued on ignoring reality and believing in the social contract that is the sole reason that I keep going.

Some have the contract fulfilled, others get left behind. Many university students believe that the social contract they dance with each day, each week, each term, will embrace them and they'll achieve their utopian lives.

The scary part in all this is that I believe.

Hole away from home.

So it looks like I'm not coming home. No one has taken my room or even expressed interest so I'll be spending Spring/Summer term in Waterloo. I'll be coming home for about a week after exams though which will be nice but then it's back to school with perhaps a few classes, or just one. It'll be interesting being on campus when it's nice out though. Hopefully a good job picks me up although at the moment I've only applied to one [at RIM though *pray*]. Hopefully there are some fun clubs in the summer. I'm looking forward to archery in the summer. My friends Mike and Fraser are here for summer terms so with the free time I'll probably have hopefully I'll get to hang out with them too.

That's all for now.

1986 Buick Century Limited AKA "Lead Sled"

On a tragic March Wednesday, someone crossed infront of the beloved Lead Sled. Only twenty years young with just under 80K clicks, the car that broke my driving virginity clings on to its life in a municipal lot awaiting it's fate. The once sleek and shiny hood that was protected by it's snug car bra is now crumpled and disfigured; no longer shining it's bright lights.

The Lead Sled and I, along with it's many friends, enjoyed the company they had at every hour of the day through sun, snow, and rain. It's power steering, power locks, and power windows that never faltered, the transmission a little jumpy, and the alignment slightly to the right... will be missed. However, this is not the end yet.

Those of us that have had the luxury of riding the Lead Sled, enjoying it's felt seats and the pleasant smell of the twenty year old air fresheners, give thought to the Lead Sled in it's time of need. Wish the Lead Sled a chance to roll along the roads of Calgary and Canada once more.

I hope to see you again, Lead Sled. I never got to say goodbye.

Tired and Dissatisfied

I'm getting tired of this shit. What the fuck is the point?

Progression

It's funny how much people change.

It's interesting to look back in time and think about how you thought you were so mature and then you look at yourself at present and realize how immature you really were. Sometimes I wonder if there's a limit to how mature people can become.

Frankly there are some people that don't grow up.

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It looks like it's getting closer to me staying in Waterloo, however I'll probably go home for two weeks. We'll see as time passes.

Guh...

Why the hell do I always do this?

I always end up staying up so late studying and the later it gets, the less focused I can be. Why the hell don't I just go to bed and get up early or something?

Frick... I should sleep.