Winter!

Winter! What a great time! I like all the seasons of the year, but the winter is my favorite! There are so many things you can do during the winter. Ice fishing is season is coming soon. It is actually started already in some places in Alberta! I already got my ice auger sharpened. The only thing that left is to grease my reels and to put some cooking oil or butter on the line (so it will make my line water resistant and I will have no problems with ice on it…) oh, I forgot about one more thing! I have to clean up and organize my tackle box! The most boring thing ever =(( During the spring, summer, and fall I get so much stuff that is basically garbage, but if I throw it out, I will definitely need it next time I go fishing. I think it is a perfect time to get rid of it during the winter because it will get all rusty or rotten before spring comes.
Right now, ice is about three to five cm thick. It is safe to walk on it if there is no underwater current. It often happens that that you drill a hole in one place and the ice is fifty five or sixty cm thick, but when you drill a hole a hundred meters away, ice is only twenty or thirty cm… first ice is the most dangerous; however it is the best! You do not have to drill 50- 90 cm and water is rich with oxygen, which makes fish active. I would like to go if not this week then next… if the weather is good, then I expect an average size of trout to be 25 -30 cm. oops, I just jinxed it….

What a Weekent

What a Crazy Weekend! Usually I don’t party much, but I don’t know what happened to me this weekend. I just went crazy, and I liked it! I used to party all the time, especially summer 2006. During that summer I was grounded for the first time in my life. I was grounded at the age of 19. Isn’t it weird? I haven’t showed up at home for 4 or 5 days(working and partying), and when I finally got home I stayed there for 5 or 7 hours, I told parents that I have to go because I need to meet with my friend and discuss some stuff. My dad really freaked out and grounded me. Now it is funny, but I was so frustrated then.

Ok. Now about the present. On Friday it was my friend’s birthday. She turned 19. Most of the Russians I know got together at Snatch. I still don’t know why we went there… I came the last. My Russian friends, mostly men, are worse than ladies. Half an hour to an hour late for them is considered on time. I don’t know why, but they were on time this time, and around 10:20 they called me and asked where the heck I am… I got there around 11pm. Before I got there my friend told me that he knows bouncers, which meant that I won’t have to stay in line or pay the cover. When I got there I saw John talking to the bouncer at the back door (he didn’t see me), so I decided to get in and join the conversation. I tried… bouncer caught my shirt and started pushing me out. While he was doing that, John yelled,” that is my friend!” bouncer dragged me back in and shook my hand, so I got kind of kicked out even before I came in… and that was only beginning! We stayed there for 2-3 hours and had a lot of fun! Then I had to discuss a couple things with my friend… we left. I don’t know how, but I got lost in that neighborhood. (As I found out later I made a wrong turn) I had to make a u-turn, which I did. Right after I did it I saw a cop right in front of me. How come I didn’t notice him? That was the second funny thing. Not only funny, but also exciting! It was exciting because I didn’t get a ticked, which would be around $200. We din not know where to go, and we decided not to go to the bar (the only open place we knew). We stopped no the parking lot (Ford dealership on McLeod tr.) and talked for 5 or 10 minutes, till security guy came out. I decided to make a joke. When he told us that we have to leave, I told that I am picking a truck… that guy had a good sense of humor… he answered,” should I call cops? They will help you to pick a good one!” We laughed and left. The night was over.

So tired of typing…. I’ll write about the rest of the weekend tomorrow.

Cheers!

Do i really deserve that???

Today I expected to have a wonderful day…. It started perfectly! I didn’t even sleep in.

Classes went well. No quizzes or any thing unexpected… in nut shell, everything went perfect.

After classes, same as usually, I went to work. At work everything was perfect. I didn’t have any rude customers or small accidents…. Sounds good uh? However this day ended up a disaster.

Half an hour before I was supposed to be off, I heart a sound of typical anti-thief system. I was curious and went outside. I thought somebody hit a car on the parking lot. After I went out I saw my car with lights flushing, and back window was broken. I looked around, but nobody was there. It is impossible do describe how I felt… angry, sad, upset … Honestly, if I saw someone there, that person would end up in a hospital… I tried to calm down… I went to the car and saw a disaster. My backpack was missing. My books, notes, assignments, everything… I went back to the store, called cops, and got even more pissed. They took all my data… I was just about to start swearing at that lady on the phone… she told that I should go home and relax. She told that they will call in a couple of days.

The worst part is that I know who did that, but I have no prove… right before it happened, there were kids hanging around… they got kicked out for loitering. After they left, anti-thief system went off. I called my friend and told him everything, he agreed to come and cruise with me(I could not use my car because it was to cold. I hoped to find that freaks. I don’t know what would happen if I would…. He came within 15 minutes and we spent some time driving around the neighborhood. I hoped to find either that kids or my backpack, or both… I ended pu with nothing… I estimated the amount of money I need in order to fix the window and get my stuff back… $500-600. I keep thinking about that and I can not understand why that people did that. All they can do with my backpack is to throw it out with all the stuff I had there. And I know that they will because they don’t need my books and notes, for them they are worthless, and they wont keep my backpack because of their parents. After all, why would they do that? What did I do to them? I know that I did not do anything, neither good nor bad. Why would they do that to me?

I planned to go out this night, to meet with my old friends, and to have a wonderful time. … life sucks, but what can we do??? exactly! nothing.....

Only now I understand how good it is to blog! At some point it is similar to taking to someone, but you do not think about what other people will think or say about you…

I hope that if one doesn’t like something, he or she will stop reading and forger about it…

I start to like blogging!