Crud, netscape crashed on my last blog. Oh well.

While typing I had started off on a solemn tone, but then went on about something positive. I'll start with that. Saturday was pretty cool. Our family went to the Science Olympics to cheer on Keith and his team. I'm so proud of Keith, he's such a keener! Anyways, his team does pretty well, snatching 2 bronzes and 1 silvers out of 5 events. They end up overall 3rd out of 19 teams. Not too shabby! Take that Ainlay!! I saw some pretty cool things such as an event which required jr. high kids to build a projectile machine that could knock over tin cans. Most were catapaults, but there was some original ones like the "cow canon" and the "really weak looking slingshot thingy". They ended up doing a double elimination tournament which took almost forever. As for Keith, two of his events had to be pre-made. One was a to devise a mechanism to heat up water, of course theirs kinda broke down, but caught the silver (= The other was to build a land wind sail thingymabobber. In that event, I saw a group use CD's for wheels. Apperently, my dad says it'll work if done properly. CD's for friggin wheels.

Back to the tragedies of today. I won't be too specfici, as I may not be supposed to talk about this, but I do feel a need to. Apperently, one of my mom's coworkers passed away Earlier she told me while I was at her office of her. I think she was in a coma from a stroke. I'm not too sure. Later on my mom phoned another colleague to talk about this. A little while after I was told by a friend of an attack of a relative attacking 3 other relatives. It's sad to hear this, and the attacker was led to attack due to unstable mental condition. At least, it appears that way. This period of time has been surreal, dating back to my uncle's passing. I have never been struck by such tragedies, and these have shattered my feelings of "everything will be okay." For all involved and affected by these events, I hope for peace and recovery.

It kind of makes me think about English because I was trying to do my group project. I always complain about English being useless after trumping my so friggin sweet English diploma mark. If there was a conversation between faculties, it would go like this: *Faculty of Science: We're trying to develop ways to cure people with spinal injuries *Faculty of Engineering: We're trying to develop vechicles less reliant on fossil fuels *Faculty of English We um.. make poems and rhyme words and stuff. Please like us. Fine, DON'T!! We'll go brood and be depressing". Obviously I've got a little frustration against English, but I do think we all feel the value of English implicitly. It does help understand the aspects of our life that is not straight forward. English for me is often not meant to be straight forward, because life, not school courses, is like that. Maybe it will be of comfort to me while I think of the past events, and also my future as well.