<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915</id><updated>2012-04-16T01:59:23.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>[Insert pretentious name here]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-115535203698958458</id><published>2006-08-12T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:07:17.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>The time has come...in 4 hours I will be off to Ask and Imagine for a week (or so) filled with excitement, self discovery, and other such exciting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, one of the biggest reasons I'm looking forward to this is because I get to see Rushy again :) But, this doesn't come without sacrifice, as because of some freakish planning, I miss Charlie's visit to PEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-115535203698958458?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/115535203698958458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=115535203698958458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115535203698958458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115535203698958458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-115483764608907669</id><published>2006-08-06T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:14:53.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>This may seem familiar if you read &lt;a href="http://acov.nfiniti.org"&gt;Nick's blog&lt;/a&gt;, as I am mostly just expanding on what he said and adding a few original words here and there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education...what is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of that word? Most likely it is something along the lines of, "School, university, classroom" etc, and, for the most part, I would agree with you. But, this year has been a year for a different kind of education, for my whole family. This might turn into a bit of a tribute to my parents, but stick with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this whole year, people have been in and out of our house, with exchange students and friends from all over the world; Thailand, France, Austria, you name it, and they were here (or soon coming). My brother and I have also been in and out with exchanges and such, and my parents have been with us the whole way, most importantly emotionally and spiritually, but also financially :) This summer, my parents haven't had the chance to relax with the house to themselves at all, and it isn't about to end. It has been an incredibly stressful and busy year for them, but they are still right by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm trying to say here, is...Thank you Mom and Dad...for everything. And I know that when I look back on my education in my youth, it won't be the high school classroom education that sticks out, it will be these moments. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...No matter how annoying and frustrating your parents may get, remember: they are always there for you. And finally, IMHO, life education is immesurably more valuable than that of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*(see acov.nfiniti.org for original copy of this phrase)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-115483764608907669?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/115483764608907669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=115483764608907669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115483764608907669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115483764608907669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/08/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-115462361779354905</id><published>2006-08-03T13:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T13:47:26.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmm...Game Day: Vintage</title><content type='html'>Game Days have become a bit of a tradition here.  Myself and a bunch of other friends, some of whom I hang out with a lot, and others hardly at all, are interested in...you guessed it. Video games. Because of this, we decided one day to head down to the local LAN "café", Adrenalan, and play around. Needless to say, we had a lot of fun, and now, it has almost become a tradition. We haven't had a Game Day yet this summer, so I called up Nick Kennedy and we planned one for today. The problem is though, no one else can do it. So, we decided to wait until some other day to go to Adrenalan, and in the meantime, have a Game Day: Vintage, chez moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently set up a mini-network between this computer and a poopy old Windows NT computer from Dad's office so me and FX could play some Command and Conquer: Tiberian Sun. It turns out Nick has a huge collection of pre-millenium games, such as Warcraft II, the original Command and Conquer, and Starcraft, just to name a few. Geeky? Hell yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm curious...who else does this kind of thing appeal to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-115462361779354905?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/115462361779354905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=115462361779354905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115462361779354905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115462361779354905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmmmmmgame-day-vintage.html' title='Mmmmmm...Game Day: Vintage'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-115432315586699254</id><published>2006-07-31T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:19:15.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask and Imagine</title><content type='html'>Man....It's not possible to describe how pumped I am for &lt;a href="http://askandimagine.org"&gt;Ask and Imagine&lt;/a&gt; in less than two weeks. I don't think I've ever been so excited for something. Not only am I going to be able to see one of my closest friends in the world for the first time in almost a year, I am hopefully going to have the most spiritual and knowledge-expanding experience of my young life. Through some freakishly unlucky planning last year, I was forced to back out of A&amp;I at the last second last year, though this year, nothing can stop me from going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I look back on last year, I am actually glad I am going this year and not last year. It makes it that much more special that I will get to see Rushan again, and I have had the chance to (kind of) get to know and work with (a little) the coordinator of A&amp;amp;I, Judy Steers. AND, hopefully I am a little more mature and grown up and I will be able to appreciate and more fully understand what is going on. (Although with people like Judy and Rushan running the show, good luck understanding anything! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have taken my goal to become Batman to the next level; I wore my Batman mask on a 20 minute walk to MacDonald's with some friends today. Needless to say, the feedback was...interesting, varying from people pointing and laughing to people singing the Batman song with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-115432315586699254?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/115432315586699254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=115432315586699254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115432315586699254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115432315586699254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/07/ask-and-imagine.html' title='Ask and Imagine'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-115423489560595076</id><published>2006-07-30T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:49:56.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Returns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;The stars         awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That thought has been bothering me lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Not the fact that the stars are inaccessible, (which they aren't) but the fact that I won't live to see Ralph Waldo Emerson proved wrong. Lately I have been thinking about it, and I although I still regret being born in the 20th century, it is for different reasons now than for before. Before I always wanted to live in the medieval era or before, but now, I want to see technology! I want to see mankind explore Mars! I want to see mankind live on another planet! But no, I have to live in an era where we are still struggling to cure cancer, still struggling to figure out how the laws of gravity and physics work! I mean come on, dark matter....are we still at a spot where we have to make stuff up to explain things that don't make sense? It's like saying "I swung my bat at the baseball but it missed, therefore something must have pushed it away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not the best comparison, but it's the best I can do at 2 AM, and you get my drift, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. I just decided that I want to be Batman, and I am returning to my dusty old blog, hence the slightly random name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;There are moments when one feels free from one's own identification with human limitations and inadequacies.  At such moments one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable; life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only Being.  - Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice quote, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-115423489560595076?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/115423489560595076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=115423489560595076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115423489560595076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/115423489560595076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/07/batman-returns.html' title='Batman Returns!'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-114670061101672788</id><published>2006-05-03T20:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:02:38.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOO MUCH WORK!</title><content type='html'>I think I announced the re-opening of this blog a bit too early...I am busier than I ever have been in... well forever! I have soooooooooooooooooooooo much work to do, and even with me doing a solid at least 2 hours a night catching up, I am still only about 75% done. Hopefully I will be able to get some work done this weekend, though even that is not sure, as I have the band trip. Then, after that, I might be able to go on the big band trip to New York! All if I get my poopload of work done... And it is certainly slow going with me going to &lt;u&gt;every freaking band practice going on in the school&lt;/u&gt; not even counting the extra ones every lunch time, trying to find time to hang out with friends I haven't seen for 3 months, getting my catch-up work done AND keeping up with regular class work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry for breaking my promise for posts so early, but this time I have a real excuse. Hopefully once I get back from the band trip(s) I will have time to post and something to post about!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-114670061101672788?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/114670061101672788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=114670061101672788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/114670061101672788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/114670061101672788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/05/soooo-much-work.html' title='SOOOO MUCH WORK!'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-114636934244993813</id><published>2006-04-30T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:05:50.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Update your links!</title><content type='html'>Update your links people! Teh Wil is back, and more cynical than ever after 3 months of Frenchness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for disappointment after disappointment as you check my blog faithfully while I reward you with a post a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, but hopefully I will post more often this time around. Only one way to find out...and that is to try!  I am planning to change the address as I really don't like my current one, so some of you might need to change your links. Anyhoo, good to be back in Canada, had a great time in France and most of you know the details. I am settling back into life on the island and the work pile is slowly dwindling so I am allowed a little computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back to [Insert Pretentious Name Here] everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-114636934244993813?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/114636934244993813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=114636934244993813' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/114636934244993813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/114636934244993813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/04/update-your-links.html' title='Update your links!'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113770006286604180</id><published>2006-01-19T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:47:42.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anglican Young People On-line</title><content type='html'>Well, last year I became involved in a program called "Anglican Young People On-line", which is basically a group that hooks up young anglicans around the country through the internet. I have been invited to be on the "consulting team" for the design of a website for this program, but the problem is, it seems we have a need for a new name. Here is a bit of information on why the original name was chosen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the first visioning meeting last year, Anglican Young People On-line was&lt;br /&gt;suggested and adopted as a 'working title'.  I liked that it didn't say&lt;br /&gt;"youth" as a number of people who will be using this site (the 21 plus&lt;br /&gt;crowd) may consider themselves 'young' but might not think of themselves as&lt;br /&gt;'youth'.  Also, it says it's an online resource - right in the title."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my question for you, is what should we call it now? If you have any ideas/suggestions I, on behalf of the 'consulting team' would be enormously grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113770006286604180?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113770006286604180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113770006286604180' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113770006286604180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113770006286604180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/01/anglican-young-people-on-line.html' title='Anglican Young People On-line'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113741580417397239</id><published>2006-01-16T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:50:04.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are insignificant</title><content type='html'>Last night while reading "A Short History of Nearly Everything" I realized just how puny and insignificant we, humans, really are compared to the universe. It really is quite a blow to man's ego to think, hey, maybe this is only one of countless universes, that eventually our universe will collapse in on itself and the whole "Big Bang" cycle will start again, erasing all memory that we ever existed. It is interesting just to sit back, and try to imagine the universe. Could you do it? No. You can't. :) The human mind is incapable of even imagining the vastness of our solar system. Did you know that all our little posters that go up in classrooms of our solar system aren't even close to scale? Did you know, that even if you shrink Jupiter, the biggest planet in our solar system, down to the size of the dot on this "i", and Pluto the size of a molecule, Pluto would still be 35 feet away were a picture drawn to scale? "A Short History of Nearly Everything" is an amazing book. I am hardly 50 pages into it, and already it has motivated me sufficiently to post ;) It is incredibly easy to read, gives lots of numbers, but in a very interesting way. Such as this: Did you know that there are something along the lines of 10 billion trillion planets in our universe? Now imagine this: If you were randomly inserted into our universe, the chances that you would land close to or on a planet is less that one in 10³³. (thats a 1 followed by 33 zeros, in case you aren't familiar with scientific notation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that number specifically, I realized that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We really are quite puny and insignificant, and that no matter how badly George Bush screws up today, there is always next universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2. "A Short History of Nearly Everything", by "Bill Bryson" is a really good book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113741580417397239?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113741580417397239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113741580417397239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113741580417397239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113741580417397239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-are-insignificant.html' title='We are insignificant'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113735255026947563</id><published>2006-01-15T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:23:57.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>Last night I started in on a book by Deepak Chopra called&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success: A Practical Guide to the Fulfillment of Your Dreams". I must say, I'm a bit sceptical, but I'll wait until I finish the book to judge it :) Now on to the point of my post...Reading the book got me started thinking, what is success? Is it being successful in the business world? Is it making lots of money, having an awesome car and a million dollar house, having a hot wife, or is it being famous and admired? Or maybe for those less material, success is having deep and meaningful relationships with the ones you care about, or saving the world, I don't know. But I have the feeling that success is simply being happy. (I mean &lt;a href="http://insertaddressname.blogspot.com/2005/12/happiness.html"&gt;this kind of happiness&lt;/a&gt;) Which of course leads us back to the whole &lt;a href="http://insertaddressname.blogspot.com/2005/12/happiness.html"&gt;conversation on happiness&lt;/a&gt;, which I won't get into again ;) In that post, I kind of left it at the fact that I'm happy, I don't know why, or how, but I am and that's all that matters. Well, now it does matter! My curiosity has been aroused, and now I am on a quest to find out what makes me, and people in general, happy. (In case you didn't go to either of the links above, I am talking about happiness as "an attitude and a way of seeing the world rather than a warm, fuzzy feeling" as Rushan so aptly put it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the quest for the meaning and source of happiness and success begins! In the meantime, what do you consider success to be and what makes you happy, and if you are feeling adventurous, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113735255026947563?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113735255026947563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113735255026947563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113735255026947563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113735255026947563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/01/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113658712113054086</id><published>2006-01-06T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:10:51.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora</title><content type='html'>I recently found a really cool site, &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt;. It is an interesting site where you type the name of a song or artist that you like, and for no charge, it will search it's seemingly very large database of songs for artists that are similar to the one you searched, or songs that are similar to one that you searched. It then creates a "radio" station that you can click on later to return to a previous search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is called: &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com/mgp.shtml"&gt;The Music Genome Project.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It really is quite neat. I searched "One Night in Bankok" by "Murray Head" and it is now feeding me songs based on "electronica influences, a subtle use of vocal harmonies, mild rythmic syncopation, minor key tonality, and prominent use of synth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I also searched "Coldplay" and it gave me songs based on "basic rock song structures, mild rythmic syncopation, mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation, a vocal-centric aesthetic and a minor key tonality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you plan on joining and live in Canada, you may want to use a US postal code, because apparently it is illegal in Canada :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;EDIT: Apparently their library contains approximately 300,000 songs from over 10,000 artists. And it's not &lt;i&gt;illegal&lt;/i&gt; in Canada, they just don't have anaudio streaming license for Canada.        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113658712113054086?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113658712113054086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113658712113054086' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113658712113054086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113658712113054086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2006/01/pandora.html' title='Pandora'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113442645785118730</id><published>2005-12-12T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:35:09.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the arrogance...</title><content type='html'>http://www.evangelical.us/is-christianity-true.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found on the site above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Salvation does not depend on saying                            a prayer. God already knows what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds funny to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113442645785118730?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113442645785118730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113442645785118730' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113442645785118730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113442645785118730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-arrogance.html' title='Oh, the arrogance...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113442607402447602</id><published>2005-12-12T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:21:14.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I'm not the only one...</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm not the only one who has questions about Christianity...I have had a couple hits lately from the following searches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what makes christianity so good (Google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what makes christianity the right religion? (MSN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;why is christianity so narrow minded? (Google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;why makes christianity the only true religion (MSN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pretentious religions (Google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's good to know that I'm not the only one out there :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113442607402447602?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113442607402447602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113442607402447602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113442607402447602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113442607402447602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-guess-im-not-only-one.html' title='I guess I&apos;m not the only one...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113432592970020959</id><published>2005-12-11T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T14:32:09.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>I went to church this morning (Holy Redeemer :P) and I found the first minute of the Homily pretty interesting, though a bit contradictory to what was preached last week. Last week's homily was about how we should devote our lives to doing what God wants, to avoiding sin and fulfilling God's wishes. This week's was about the fact that God wants us to be happy. Now for some, fulfilling God's wishes may be the path to happiness, but I am going to make a bit of a generalization here, but most of us (myself included) don't find a sin-free life either happy, or easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do agree with today's homily...I think that if I live a happy life, then I will have accomplished everything I could ever ask for. All I really want in life is to be happy. For me, being happy isn't having good marks, being kind to everyone I meet, playing video games 24/7, having no responsibilities, no nagging parents ( ;) ), making lots of money, or any of that stuff. I simply see those as ways to temporarily being happy. Sooner or later, it just won't be enough. True happiness is something that comes from the inside. The "official" meaning of happiness (according to dictionary.com) is "Characterized by good luck; fortunate." I find that a meaning for being temporarily happy, and not &lt;i&gt;truly&lt;/i&gt; happy. For me, being truly happy would to be content with yourself. To be able to sit back, look upon your life so far and to be able to say, "I'm doing all right. Sure I'm not perfect, and I sure can improve here, and here, but I'm doing OK." And I do think I'm doing OK. I'm definetly not perfect, and I am trying to improve, but at least I'm happy. Other people may say, "Well you aren't very good at this! How can you be happy, if you aren't good at this, or don't look like this?" And really, I don't know. But I am happy, and I guess that's really all that counts, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113432592970020959?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113432592970020959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113432592970020959' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113432592970020959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113432592970020959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/12/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113391804464493317</id><published>2005-12-06T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:14:39.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Each year, when Christmas is approaching, I start to reflect on the disgusting consumerism of this most holy of holidays. Sure it's nice to give people extravagant presents, but deep down, what do most of us like more than giving? You guessed it...getting. Some of you more self-actualized people out there may like giving more, but speaking for the adolescent population, I think it is safe to say that the first thing that most teens think of when someone says "Christmas" is the mounds of presents just waiting for them under the tree. I admit it, as disgusting as it may be, I probably get just as excited as the next kid when I come down the stairs on Christmas day. I think this is going to be one of the best Christmas's for me. I mean, come on, how often do you get a 3 month trip to France for Christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more tacky then the disgusting greed at Christmas time are the putrid decorations that people put up! I mean, come on people! Christmas lights are nice when used in good taste, but most people don't even use common sense when they put up decorations, let alone good taste. Especially those icicle lights. Come on, they don't even look anything like icicles! They look like a string of bulbs broken and hanging down at regular intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who doesn't like Christmas, be it for the real meaning or the greed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Binary...It's digitalicious!!&lt;br /&gt;0100100100100000011010000110010101100001011100100111010000100000011000100111&lt;br /&gt;0101011100100110111001101001011011100110011100100000010011010110011100101110&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113391804464493317?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113391804464493317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113391804464493317' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113391804464493317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113391804464493317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113391681471217443</id><published>2005-12-06T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:15:08.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt...</title><content type='html'>...is not a nice feeling, and not one I am used to feeling. Normally I tend to avoid such destructive feelings of guilt, worry, and (occasionally) anger, but this time is was different. It has been almost 2 weeks since last I posted, and according to my calculations, that means I owe Rushan a total of 4 posts! That's a hefty amount! I have also been feeling a little guilty because I haven't really been keeping contact with some people that are very important to me, namely my dearest brother &lt;a href="http://www.acov.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;. We are long over-due for a chat Nick, we should set up a time for either a good MSN chat or a phone call. It seems that whenever Mom and Dad call you I am away...Oh and BTW Nick...We are playing The Chicken, After Hours and God Bless The Child for the Christmas concert with the Sr. Jazz. Not bad, eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier in the post, I deal with my emotions in a relativly effective way. The way I do it, is if I am feeling angry, sad, worried, guilty, or any kind of irregular or destructive emotion, I take 1 minute, and I sit down, close my eyes and kind of look at my thoughts without, or with as little emotion as possible. As soon as I do this, I see how small a deal whatever is causing these emotions is. Strangely enough, if you seperate your mind from your emotions for an extended period of time (5-10 minutes maybe?) it is a very relaxing and refreshing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you deal with stressful emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Binary...It's digitalicious!!&lt;br /&gt;0100100100100000011010000110010101100001011100100111010000100000011000100111&lt;br /&gt;0101011100100110111001101001011011100110011100100000010011010110011100101110&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113391681471217443?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113391681471217443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113391681471217443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113391681471217443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113391681471217443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/12/guilt.html' title='Guilt...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113295725877062555</id><published>2005-11-25T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:20:58.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are on the computer too much when...</title><content type='html'>...there is a huge worn out spot on the desk where your mouse is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113295725877062555?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113295725877062555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113295725877062555' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113295725877062555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113295725877062555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-know-you-are-on-computer-too-much.html' title='You know you are on the computer too much when...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113277570016304440</id><published>2005-11-23T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:55:00.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry</title><content type='html'>So today I was sitting in class doing a science test, when an interesting question came to mind. I had finished our chemistry test on the periodic table, elements, ionic compounds and all that fun stuff about 45 minutes early and I was a bit bored. So I started thinking. If elements are the smallest particles possible, then what is inbetween them? The first answer that comes to mind is air, but that doesn't make sense at all, because air is made up of elements. So there is my question: What is in between elements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like chemistry...I find it very interesting to think that what I am studying is what EVERYTHING is made of. It's hard to explain exactly what I like about chemistry, but once I start looking at it, studying it, I seem to "lose" myself in it...I don't really know what I'm trying to say, but I just find it incredible for some reason. And something I always seem to question when I am thinking about chemistry...Who says that elements are the smallest things? And who says that the elements that we are familiar with aren't just compounds of even smaller elements that we don't have the technology to see? I mean, 2500 years ago, Empedocles (was it him?) said that there were four elements; fire, water, earth and air. Now, that theory is proven very wrong. And why, in 2500 years, won't our theory of there being 104 elements be proven wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg, the arrogance of the human race bothers me sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on another subject, my dad picked up a book for me that will help me prepare for my SATs. That's right, I am taking my goal of going to Philips Exeter seriously, much to the shock of many, I'm sure :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Got your postcard today Rushan...expect and email relativly soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113277570016304440?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113277570016304440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113277570016304440' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113277570016304440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113277570016304440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/chemistry.html' title='Chemistry'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113243514352345595</id><published>2005-11-19T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:19:07.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff...</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the reminder Nick....The deadline isn't passed yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was the craft fair. For those of you who don't know what the craft fair is, it's a fundraiser for the &lt;a href="http://www.edu.pe.ca/gray/"&gt;Colonel Gray&lt;/a&gt; band in which local crafts-people buy tables which are set up around the school and sell their, well, crafts :p We (the band) also make and sell fudge, which, for me, was the high point :) It went pretty well as far as I saw. I played in a trombone quartet for a couple hours which went decently well considering the fact that we had 4 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to write about, except that I am pumped for &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/films.php?id=4659"&gt;the new Harry Potter movie&lt;/a&gt; which came out on friday. I heard that it is awesome, except for the fact that they left out a bunch of stuff that was in the books, but what can you expect...It was a fairly long book. Just look at the trailor for it on that website...It gave me shivers the first time I saw it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all for now, just a quick update. Sorry, no deep and meaningful posts about life today. Maybe tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113243514352345595?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113243514352345595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113243514352345595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113243514352345595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113243514352345595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/stuff.html' title='Stuff...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113218753781554967</id><published>2005-11-16T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:55:04.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes Christianity so special?</title><content type='html'>Of all the religions that are, that have been, and will be, what makes Christianity so special? There have been thousands, maybe even millions of different religions since the first human thought about where we came from, and who is to say that those countless thousands are wrong, and to say that Christianity, or Judaism, or Buddhism, or Hinduism, or anything is right and all others are wrong? Did "God" come to someone and tell them that He indeed exists and to observe any other religion is a sin? If I were to say that my God is my goldfish and that he tells me what to do, what makes that any more wrong, or even more crazy than our views on God? I know that some might say something along the lines of "Each religion is a different way of interpreting God" but this isn't really directed at them. It is directed at the religious followers who, even subconsiously, think that their religion is better than someone elses. This is directed at all the people who attend church each Sunday without even thinking about what they are chanting over and over, week after week, year after year. I am talking about even kids my age, who talk about religion and God as if they are "professionals" on the subject, and talk about God like there is no way he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; a man sitting up in the clouds on his golden throne judging every move we make, and sending us to hell if we make the wrong one. How can you be so simpleminded as to sit there through the same routine week after week without simply wondering, "Why?" or "What?" or "How?" instead of sitting there and absorbing these things like mindless lumps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no way do I judge people who believe these things, and far be it from my right to do so. I simply judge the people who believe these things because they can't think for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is these traits, after all, the traits to question, that brought us to where we are today. Without the ability to question, there would be no progress, without curiosity, no drive to discover new things. Basically what I am saying is that youth should be taught to think for themselves, not just do what they are told, they should be taught to be leaders not followers. And that religion, in general is very arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have changed my template as you may have noticed. I was getting tired of the old one and I just realized it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;didn't work in Internet Explorer. To see the comments, put your mouse over the number next to the title.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S I just realized that I have to find/make a header that fits :(&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S The last one didn't work too well...here's a new one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113218753781554967?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113218753781554967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113218753781554967' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113218753781554967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113218753781554967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-makes-christianity-so-special.html' title='What makes Christianity so special?'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113189321920332978</id><published>2005-11-13T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:40:59.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Subjects of Inquisition 1-2.</title><content type='html'>3rd Edition :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Rushan for finding "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000002GB6/102-7517664-4465723?v=glance"&gt;Feels So Good&lt;/a&gt;" by &lt;a href="http://www.chuckmangione.com/"&gt;Chuck Mangione&lt;/a&gt;...I have been craving this song like mad for days...I'm not sure why though. As you may already know from reading the post before this, I promised anyone who found it and sent it to me that I would post at least once every 3 days for 2 months. So here is the first one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went to a jazz performance...I forget who they were but it was a quintet with trombone lead and a guest performance by some bass player from Australia. They were pretty good, but normally I am not totally enthralled but musical performances (McGill big band being one exception) and I use them to do a little thinking.  Tonight was no different. Tonight the subject of inquisition in Will's head was whether we are a individual as we think, and how we aren't really as special as we might like to think :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was thinking over some of the different conversations I have had over the past few weeks a couple stood out to me. For example, the morning when we saw FX off at the airport we went to Smitty's for breakfast. One of the main topics of conversation there was comparing roles of the "newbies" to the "oldies" in the youth group. I didn't really think much of it then, but now that I think back on it, I like to think that everyone is an individual, but when you start comparing people, you really start to see how similar they are. Now, I know, that isn't a very good example, but here are some more...When Rushan came to PEI from the other side of the world, he very quickly met up with someone (Nick) who was almost (personality-wise) his twin. Honestly, what are the chances of not only them being similar, but them meeting? Another example is our youth group's trip to BC. Almost everyone there had an almost perfect equivalent. My "twin" played the trombone, liked jazz, liked fantasy books,  loved british comedy, and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I'm getting at here, other than a bit of proof concerning my next subject of inquisition: We aren't as special as we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we (as individuals) are as special as we would like to think. Sure, everyone is good at something, but there is always going to be someone who is better. It really is depressing to think about. Let's put it this way; you devote your whole life to discovering the cure for cancer, and just as you are starting to come close, someone else finds a cure first. They have all the glory, all the money, the fame and your life's work is put down the drain because someone else is better than you. Let's put it another way; you are a musician and you spend your whole life practising every day, putting every bit of your effort into it and at the end of the day, at the end of your life, you have accomplished next to nothing because there are always people that are better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a very negative outlook, and I might delve into the more positive side of it, but I have to go to "bed".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113189321920332978?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113189321920332978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113189321920332978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113189321920332978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113189321920332978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/subjects-of-inquisition-1-2.html' title='Subjects of Inquisition 1-2.'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113176392623823215</id><published>2005-11-11T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:52:06.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm going to cry...</title><content type='html'>I have been searching all night for the song "Feels so Good" by Chuck Mangione but I can't find a single un-corrupted version of it. I have been craving this song for the past couple days, but I can't find it anywhere. All I can find is like a 15 second clip which just makes me want it more! If any of you (Nick, Rushan) have it or can find it, I will love you forever and I will post at least once every 3 days for 2 months I SWEAR!!! :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113176392623823215?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113176392623823215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113176392623823215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113176392623823215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113176392623823215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-think-im-going-to-cry.html' title='I think I&apos;m going to cry...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113098108280546641</id><published>2005-11-02T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T21:48:09.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why you bother...</title><content type='html'>AND I DON'T KNOW WHY I DO!!!! I JUST MADE A HUGE LONG POST ABOUT MOTIVATION AND MOM WENT AND @#!*$% IT UP BY CLEARING THE CACHE!! ARG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault mom...you asked my permission to do it first. It's my fault. Excuse me while I break something over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERMISSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where was I... Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Will, and I am lazy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you bother to visit my blog. I am still cleaning the cobwebs from my face from the rarely-traveled path to posting on my blog. Seriously I just can't get motivated to to it. No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to do it. Motivation is, and I think always will be, my biggest problem in life. I start something, and after seeing some results decide that I am bored with that and have gotten everything I can from it and move on. I think I might have ADD. Take, for example, my book. Started it fine, and haven't touched it in months. And also, take my blog in general. It started fine, I had a post 2-3 times a week. Now, if you look at my archives you will see a steady increase in the time between each post and it has now grown to a now massive number of as much as 2 weeks. It really is quite pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math teacher this year, Mr. Cutcliffe, who happens to be one of my favorite teachers ever, explained perfectly what I have never been able to put into words in parent teacher interviews. He told me parents that while I am maintaining a very good average, I have to ability to do much better if I decided to check my work and go through it carefully. (I find this INCREDIBLY boring so I don't bother) He also said that it seems like I am happy with where I am, so it probably won't happen until I am not. There is the root of the problem. On the outside, I say that I am not happy with a 90% average, and will try to improve on it, but deep down I have it so deeply engraved in my mind that 90% is amazing that I am perfectly content to settle for 90% when 95% is within my grasp. I realize that if I want any kind of good scholarship, I will need to improve on that, but I just can't seem to get motivated! It is very frustrating. I will  really need to work on that if I plan to attend Philips Exeter Academy with a full scholarship :) I am thinking about applying there, and if I get any type of major scholarship, to seriously consider attending for at least a college/university prep year. It would be so neat to live down there...and besides I would be living in the same place as Rushan again! :D I wonder how he would react to me following him around the continent. He'll probably move back to NZ ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really hoping that this trip to France will be a chance for "Motivated Will" (if he exists) to make a surprise entry. I have made a bet with FX that in the 3 months I am in France I will have a better school average than him. This will be a very difficult, if not impossible challenge thanks to a second language, a much tougher school system and competing against a very intelligent guy. But we'll see how it turns out :) I really hope that MW will make an entry soon...I will also need him if I am planning on entering the Music Festival and doing well (My goal is provincials...once again a lofty goal, all things considered) with only 2 weeks between my returning from France and the competition itself. But we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now nearing my 1000th hit. To all you people who continue to visit my blog more than I even think about it, thank you for taking an interest in my life, even when I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113098108280546641?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113098108280546641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113098108280546641' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113098108280546641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113098108280546641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-know-why-you-bother.html' title='I don&apos;t know why you bother...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-113035340816020091</id><published>2005-10-26T16:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:03:28.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda cool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;You fit in with:&lt;br /&gt;Humanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideals mostly resemble that of a Humanist.  Although you do not have a lot of faith, you are devoted to making this world better, in the short time that you have to live.  Humanists do not generally believe in an afterlife, and therefore, are committed to making the world a better place for themselves and future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20% scientific.&lt;br /&gt;100% reason-oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table name="qgtable" width="350" height="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" background="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/bg-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="338"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td width="129"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;td valign="top" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/locator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=47"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this was kind of cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-113035340816020091?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/113035340816020091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=113035340816020091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113035340816020091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/113035340816020091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/10/kinda-cool.html' title='Kinda cool...'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14609915.post-112951138620008962</id><published>2005-10-16T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:10:00.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF??</title><content type='html'>Ok...So I was looking on my hit counter information, and I saw that someone had some upon my site through a search engine, which is normal because that happens sometimes. But what really caught my eye was that fact that someone found it while searching for "Blind River". I immediatly thought, where did I ever mention Blind River in my blog?? So I repeated the search, and sure enough, there it was, mentionned in &lt;a href="http://insertaddressname.blogspot.com/2005/07/sound-of-silence-chapter-1.html"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt; of "The Sound of Silence". Now, I really don't remember putting this in my book, so I went back and looked in my notebook where I originally wrote Chapter 1. Surprisingly, in the line that now says "There was a note from his mother, saying 'Have fun in Blind River!' " I had written "There was a note from his mother, saying 'Have fun in Camp Okonowga!' ". (Camp Okonowga is where most of the book takes place BTW).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I was quite intrigued, so I decided to some research into Blind River. It  turns out that Blind River is indeed in Ontario, Canada, in a place where it is more than possible for my book to take place in. I really don't know where this came from...Maybe I put it in while typing it on the computer for added realism or something, but I really don't have any recollection of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm not really that well know for my memory :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14609915-112951138620008962?l=willetc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/feeds/112951138620008962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14609915&amp;postID=112951138620008962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/112951138620008962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14609915/posts/default/112951138620008962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willetc.blogspot.com/2005/10/wtf.html' title='WTF??'/><author><name>Will</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
