Day 157

Day 157

Fri. Feb. 28, 2014

Today's Stratford classes were cut in half due to some event going on in the campus. I heard that the class average for GBDA102 was around 60% and that the professor was going to remark some exams to see if any teacher's assistants had been tough. GBDA102's class was a short class filled with country presentations. Speaking of which, I should really look into our Australia presentation.

For ECON101, the results on the exam were so devastating that the class average was below 50%. The professor said that he was going to bell curve it so that it accurately reflects the whole class. One of the things he said about our whole GBDA class was that either we were inattentive in the classes or illiterate on the exam. Yeah, getting called illiterate was uncalled for, unprofessional, and insensitive. I can admit that I may be inattentive in class because I have absolutely no clue on what he is trying to get his message across through his instruction, but I for one know that I can read and write considering that his quizzes he posted included spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. There is a fine line of appropriate conduct for students and teachers and he crossed it. Being a person of values and integrity, I know that if I don't have anything good to say, I won't say it.

Later the night, I chatted for quite some time with my Aussie friend before she decided that I was too distracting for her homework and figured that it be best that she went away for a while. It was kind of disappointing, but she has to do what's best for her in life which was doing well in school.

VC Chapter 14-Amending the Past

Sector 1600

Planet 1601

January 21, 2052

Tarbuck stood beside a massive ship docked in the hangar bay that was loaded with two hex missiles and two disruptor ray weapons. He walked around and inspected the outer hull of the ship before taking a lift to the second floor to see Franklin slowly walked towards him.

“Oye Franklin! I thought you weren't going to show up.” Tarbuck welcomed her with open arms.

Franklin walked cooly towards Tarbuck and shot an evil glare without greeting him.

“I almost didn't want to...” Franklin had a flashback of the woman in Tarbuck's bed.

“Oh come on, let's not ruin my last day here.” Tarbuck pleaded.

“You kind of ruined mine.” Franklin crossed her arms.

“I'll make up for it babe.” Tarbuck grabbed Franklin's hand.

“Don't call me babe!” Franklin shook Tarbuck away from her.

“Easy there. I just wanted to show you the Revelation cruiser that you asked me a long time ago.” Tarbuck pointed at the majestic ship.

“I asked five months ago...” Franklin squinted her eyes.

“Well, I'm the Rear Admiral and I have duties to perform.” Tarbuck responded by pointing at his crew boarding the ship.

“I don't need excuses. I want a man who can walk the walk.” Franklin scoffed.

“Well I'm sorry Franklin. You know I care about you and that's why I wanted to make up for the things I've done wrong in the past.” Tarbuck walked Franklin to the bridge connecting the platform to the ship deck.

“And you finally had a change of heart?” Franklin challenged.

“Look Franklin, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. Tomorrow I leave for one of the most dangerous missions NB has planned.” Tarbuck looked deeply into Franklin's brown eyes.

“You will do fine like always.” Franklin reassured confidently.

“If anything happens to me, I want to know that I have set things right. I couldn't bare the thought of you hating me for the rest of your life.” Tarbuck gently touched her cheek.

“Aww, that's so sweet and mature of you.” Franklin blushed and looked away.

“Now, do you still want that ship tour?” Tarbuck snapped back to attention.

“Well aren't you serious?” Franklin laughed sarcastically.

“We're all running on a tight schedule.” Tarbuck looked at the mission timer on his tactical watch.

“How about I give you a tour after you finish yours?” Franklin walked her fingers up the man's chest playfully.

 “I'd like that. Come on then.” Tarbuck grinned as he grabbed Franklin's hand and ran aboard the gigantic ship.

Day 156

Day 156

Thur. Feb. 27, 2014

I feel kind of bad today knowing that I skipped out my laundry day despite knowing that I won't be able to do laundry on Fridays due to Stratford.

Today's INTST101 was a class that I was looking forward to simply because the professor always presents the material in such an engaging manner. We looked over the UN and EU and taking about how they work or how they are biased in terms of the global hegemons.

I slept pretty late even though I knew I had Stratford to go to tomorrow... Boy, I bet it's going to be a long boring day...

VC Chapter 13-Tachyon Industries

Sector 1600

Planet 1601

January 21, 2052

“Officers of Northern Base, we have an important new information regarding the VEGA corporation technologies.” Charlie spoke loudly to a room full of officers.

“What is it?” Preez raised his hand.

“Moxness, if you may.” Charlie nodded at the officer seated beside Tarbuck.

“As you are aware already of the Apocrypha's existence in the VEGA's lines of ships, there appears to be a new type of weapon on these ships as well.” Moxness stood up and began to brief.

“Franklin, queue up the battle log we got from Chase's ship.” Charlie nudged the ever so attentive female officer in the room.

“Got it.” Franklin touched the control panel on the hologram desk.

“Here is a playback of this new energy weapon.” Moxness pointed at the centre of the desk as the projection replayed the battle of the Apocrypha and Chase's fleet.

“Looks like something from a mad scientist.” Preez joked as he saw the beams of energy.

“What's that thing and how come we didn't hear about it from the initial intelligence report?” Tarbuck glanced at Wicker.

“Sir, I was only able to get the info about the new ship. Never in their logs did I uncover anything about a new weapon.” Wicker answered firmly without hesitation.

“Does anyone have any idea what this is then?” Stein spoke his thoughts.

“Charlie?” Moxness sat down into his seat comfortably.

“Our intelligence was able to pinpoint the manufacturer of this weapon and point it towards Tachyon Industries. They are a privatized military research facility that nearly went bankrupt a decade ago.” Charlie gave a sheet of briefing paper to the officers as he walked around the room.

“I thought these guys were out of business ever since Solaris Energy Systems took the market with its line of efficient energy weapons.” Tarbuck skimmed the briefing sheet.

“So did we. It appears VEGA is giving it resources to fund for its own research projects.” Owens interrupted.

“What's the game plan?” Stein asked impatiently wanting to skip over the details.

“Since we know the scale of this weapon, we need to get our hands on it if we are going to even the playing field.” Charlie responded as he sat back down in his seat.

“Are you saying...?” Tarbuck began to infer.

“Yes, I'm asking you to break into Tachyon Industries and steal the blueprints of this weapon.” Charlie guessed the answer to Tarbuck's inquiry.

“Are you crazy mate?” Tarbuck widened his eyes.

“Only slightly.” Charlie joked.

“So...what I'm getting out of this is that we are going to breach a very well fortified facility with the potential of VEGA ship guards in order to steal weapon blueprints and then successfully get out alive?” Stein summarized the mission.

“Pretty much.” Charlie nodded with a smile.

 “Sweet! I love it!” Stein enthusiastically replied as he cracked his knuckles feeling up to the challenge.

VC Chapter 12-The Rear Admiral

Sector 1600

Planet 1601

January 21, 2052

A well-built Caucasian man with stubble woke up beside a brunette sleeping soundly behind the covers. Her mess of brown hair had been scattered around her head on the pillow as she woke up to noise made by the man.

“Hey.” the brunette whispered.

“Oh, hello there.” the man was caught off guard as he was putting on his clothes he had scattered on the ground the night before.

“Where are you going?” the brunette sat upright and grabbed the cover of the bedsheets to cover her breasts.

“I've got work to do babe.” the man responded with a British accent.

“So soon Tarbuck?” the girl frowned in disappointment.

“Yeah, don't forget your knickers.” Tarbuck picked up a light pink panty from the ground and tossed it to the girl.

“Last night was fun. We should do this more often Mr. Rear Admiral. I can see how you are living up to your rank.” the girl flashed a smile followed by a wink as she secretly put her panties on underneath the covers.

“Yeah, sure was.” Tarbuck buttoned his dress shirt and adjusted his officer uniform as he looked at the mirror making sure his rank insignia pins were flush to the collar.

A knock of their door interrupted their conversation as Tarbuck dashed to open the door. Outside the door was Lieutenant Franklin with a clipboard dressed appropriately as she always does per NB regulations.

“Yes Franklin?” Tarbuck put his body halfway from the entrance to block the woman on his bed.

“Urgent meeting in five minutes at the boardroom.” Franklin managed to catch a glimpse of the brunette in the background putting on her bra.

“Ok, see you there.” Tarbuck eyed Franklin with a small grin after he was caught red-handed.

Franklin walked away looking slightly disappointed and walked down the hall.

“Oye!” Tarbuck shouted from his room.

“Yeah?” Franklin turned her head.

“Want to check out my new ships that I was talking about earlier in the hangar later tonight?” Tarbuck offered.

“Sure, sounds good.” Franklin flashed a smile and turned around the corner.

“Who was that?” the brunette hugged Tarbuck from behind.

 “Oh it's nothing. Just work calling.” Tarbuck kissed the girl on the cheek and dashed out of his room to head towards the boardroom.

Day 155

Day 155

Wed. Feb. 26, 2014

Today I originally wanted to do laundry, but I accidentally slept in till noon. Last night's snow and wind had accumulated over the icy patches making my walk to campus more treacherous.

ARTS111 was a typical class with the Chinese international student mildly interrupting his class with his thoughts as usual. Today we were talking about extrovert and introvert personalities and the instructor said that she was an introvert. When the student blurted out that he had guessed it right, the instructor asked him how so and he simply replied that she was old. The whole class laughed at him for being so insensitive and rude while I was holding myself back from calling him out to stop bringing his Chinese culture without taking consideration of our Canadian culture.

Later, I spent the night video Skyping with my girlfriend and had a good day overall.

VC Chapter 11- The Warden

Sector 1600

Planet 1604

January 20, 2052

“Look who is behind bars now.” Wicker teased at the captured Chase behind bars in the detention facility.

“You little prick!” Chase stood up and kicked at the steel bars.

“Pirates like you eventually get captured. It's the way of the life.” Wicker took a step back to keep his distance.

“Who's in charge here? I demand an audience.” Chase shouted as he looked at his other mates locked up in their cells.

“Warden Moxness.” Matthew hollered from his cell as he stuck his hand out to point at a muscular Caucasian man sitting in his office.

“Matthew! It's so good to see that you are alive.” Chase nearly burst into tears of joy.

“Yes, they are treating me well.” Matthew shouted back.

“You are lucky NB has its ethics and values set out by Charlie...I would have starved you.” Wicker snickered.

“You bastard. Unlock this cell now and we can fight man to man!” Chase clenched his fists.

“Enough!” a shout was heard down the hall.

“Commodore Moxness, sir.” Wicker stood to attention and saluted the man.

“Excuse us Wicker.” Moxness asked politely as he pulled out his electric wand from his utility belt.

“Sir.” Wicker acknowledged and walked out of the detention cells.

“I heard you demanded me?” Moxness tapped his wand at Chase's bars and zapped it.

“Yes. I have valuable intelligence I would like to share in exchange for my crew's release.” Chase took a step back from the electrified bars.

“Or I could force the info out of you right now?” Moxness laughed heartily.

“There's a new ship out there in the space that can annihilate anything in its path. Even if you get the info and kill me right now, nothing would not prevent an uprising that will take out all those who oppose the VEGA Corporation.” Chase sat down on his bed.

“What makes you think that we don't already know of these ships?” Moxness questioned with a cold stare.

“You do?” Chase raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

“We have sources.” Moxness tapped the bars as tiny sparks flew.

“Well have your sources told you about their death rays?” Chase countered.

“Death rays?” Moxness looked slightly amused by the pirate's tales.

“Weapons that fire a stream of hard light eating anything in its path.” Chase used hand gestures to magnify the intensity of the new weapon his crew had encountered.

 “Ok...I'm listening.” Moxness placed his electric wand back onto his belt and pulled a chair in front of Chase's cell.

Day 154

Day 154

Tues. Feb. 25, 2014

Today was quite an unproductive day other than the fact that I completed my ARTS111 personality type assessment online due tomorrow. It turns out that I am the type of person who enjoys helping people out and working with others. Just thinking about the three drivers that I had helped with the snow confirms that without me second guessing myself.

The remainder of the day was spent on writing out good chapters for my friends to follow the story. The demand has been ever increasing ever since I put them as characters of the story each giving them a purpose to the greater plot. Creative juices are out and I am pumping out chapters pretty fast due to the demand.

VC Chapter 10-The Apocrypha

Sector 1400

Planet 1424

January 18, 2052

“We're losing our last Harrier!” Badyr hollered as only two ships stood between the death ship and theirs.

Another loud hum was heard as the remaining frigate was fired up by a steady ray of light. The ship exploded and sent debris flying everywhere.

“Make the warp now!” Chase panicked as he saw the enemy ship beginning to charge up again.

“Where?” Badyr stuttered.

“Anywhere! Get us out of this sector!” Chase shouted angrily at the intelligence of his men.

“Copy, warping now!” Badyr inputted random coordinates and slammed the button.

As the space around Chase's cruiser began to warp, he caught a glimpse of his last remaining Genesis disintegrated by a round of the ship's weapons. Before the enemy could charge and fire another round at Chase's cruiser, the space had fully warped and successfully taken the last cruiser away from imminent death.

“Thank goodness!” Chase breathed relief at their close escape.

“What in the universe was that?” Badyr looked at the crew.

“Death!” one pirate shouted.

“That does not look like another pirate fleet...the technology is way to high.” another pirate guessed.

“Pull up battle logs.” Chase walked to the hologram table and looked at a Badyr.

“Here it is.” Badyr slid a computer chip from his computer into the hologram table.

A medium-sized black cruiser mounted with four menacing turrets projected onto the table and moved to engage the first Harrier scout. A small light source was seen on each turret before it charged up and fired a stream of lasers.

“Ok...what is that ship and what is that weapon?” Chase studied at the recordings.

As the ship exited out of warp, it nearly collided with another ship in space. Chase immediately cut the engines off and sent the thrusters on reverse before it rammed into an Exodus cruiser. From the bridge, Chase was able to make out the words “NB Bandit” on its starboard due to close proximity.

“Sir, more fleets are incoming!” Badyr looked at his scanners as a circle of ships formed around their cruiser.

Chase turned his head to look at the port side and saw two Rancors marked “NB Remali” and three Talon frigates marked “NB Archon” on his starboard side.

“Badyr...what sector did we land in...?” Chase gulped nervously.

“Umm...sir, it's sector 1600 on planet 1604...” Badyr frowned at their sheer luck of their random jump.

 Another three Exodus cruisers came out of the bluish small planet below and had the words “NB Gaven” painted on its hull. Chase wanted to find NB to pillage and now his wish was granted as he was placed dead centre in the NB Communications Relay Outpost.

VC Chapter 9-Death Rays

Sector 1400

Planet 1424

January 18, 2052

Chase sat on his bed in his quarters frustrated by the fact that his best friend Matthew was taken away as hostage. He had been searching the nearby systems for any signs of NB ships to pillage, but was unlucky. His new pirate fleet composed of three Harrier frigates and two Genesis cruisers had managed to rob some new supplies from local miners who were defenceless amidst the galaxies.

“Chase, you need to see this.” the ship's speakers summoned the captain to the bridge.

Chase took off his jacket and slung it over his back as he casually walked towards the ship deck feeling slightly annoyed that his personal time was bothered.

“What?” Chase shouted lazily in the bridge.

“Sir, our scanners pick up a ship five kilometres out, but we have no visual of the ship.” Badyr pointed in the dark space ahead of them.

“What? Impossible! No ship has ever been able to cloak.” Chase said in disbelief as he pulled out his macrobinoculars from his pocket.

After a brief scan of the horizon, a silhouette of a medium-sized ship was slightly visible on the lenses. Chase rubbed the lenses thinking it was some residual dust and scanned again, but only this time he saw nothing.

“Send one Harrier to scout.” Chase looked amused.

Chase sat down in his command chair and watched as one frigate broke its holding formation to scout ahead into the deep dark space.

“Sir, we are approaching the ship in twenty seconds.” the pilot of the frigate broadcasted in the bridge.

Suddenly four yellowish rays appeared from a distance and beamed onto the Harrier scout's hull eating its shield and sending beams of hard light.

“What the hell? Holy-” the pilot was cut off as the ship got vaporized.

Everyone onboard the ship had gone so silent that the only sound heard was the beeping of the computers as they watched the empty space of where their frigate was five seconds ago.

“Enemy ship approaching in five seconds. This ship is fast!” Badyr read the blinking proximity lights on his computer screen.

“Battle stations, now!” Chase commanded he pulled up a speaker from his command chair and broadcasted to his other ships.

As the dark bulky ship sped towards the pirates, a loud hum was heard as the weapons mounted on it charged and unleashed another stream of hard light on the nearest frigate. In an instant, the Harrier was vaporized just like before. The Genesis cruiser that was being escorted had now begun opening fire on the mysterious ship with its mounted railguns and scatter missiles. Nothing was taking the shields away as a red glow absorbed the incoming small arms fire. Before Chase could have his ship rotated to face the enemy, the Genesis cruiser engaging it was turned into space dust in the blink of an eye.

 “Retreat! All ships cover our retreat!” Chase's eyes widened with fear as the dark cruiser turned towards them.

VC Chapter 8-New Threats

Sector 1600

Planet 1601

January 17, 2052

In the main boardroom of NB Central, a few officers had already arrived early to discuss the newly recovered intelligence obtained from the VEGA corporation.

“This is impossible.” Preez sat down into his seat as he looked at images taken by Wicker on his mission on the projector.

“New VEGA ships to counter the increasing threats on their ships?” Stein fiddled with his pen nervously as the thought of new ships destroying his fleet gave him the chills.

“That is correct.” Wicker crossed his arms and laid back on his chair.

The main door opened and two senior officers accompanied by Lieutenant Franklin stormed in and sat the ends of the table. The big man who had markings of Vice Admiral appeared to be of age and experience. His white complexion was covered by a clean beard and an officer's cap covering the top half of his forehead covering his hair. The left side of his chest was decorated with military medals and a name pin marked “Owens.”

“Gentlemen.” Owens touched the tip of his cap in acknowledgement of the other officers in the room.

As Franklin sat down beside Owens and passed him a thick briefing folder, the other senior officer who appeared to completely contrast Owens in size sat down comfortably in his seat. He was a tall asian man with fair skin that appeared to be quite young for his rank of Admiral, but equally decorated as Owens. He removed his officer's cap and placed it on the desk in front of him revealing his dark black hair. Despite his name pin stating “Chu” on his uniform, he was very comfortable with his people addressing him by his first name, Charlie, simply because he wanted to level himself with anyone on his NB team.

“Sir, Commander Jaimes won't make it in time for this meeting” Price excused himself as he entered the room silently and relayed the message to Charlie.

“It's alright. I'll debrief him later.” Charlie nodded and Price hurried out of the room.

“Shall we begin Charlie?” Franklin flashed a smile as she looked at her watch.

“Of course.” Charlie stood up and activated a hologram projection of a weird looking spaceship at the centre of the table.

“What the hell is that?' Stein observed the menacing ship as it turned in projection.

“Looks like a sleeker version of the Revelation cruiser.” Wicker commented.

“It's an assault cruiser class able to load four weapons, two shield generators, and pack tons of armour while being faster than the Revelations. Gentlemen, we are facing a new threat that could wipe the existence of the rebellion.” Owens briefed.

 “That folks...is the Apocrypha Cruiser.” Charlie stared at the hologram projection with crossed arms.

Day 153

Day 153

Mon. Feb. 24, 2014

Today's ARTS111 class was cancelled due to the fact that the instructor was sick. This means that my reading week break extends all the way to tomorrow since I have no classes as well for my Tuesdays.

Despite having no class, I went to campus to buy $40 worth of food from my WatCard to stock up my supplies. Ever since I live so far from the campus, I have not been using my meal plan dollars.

Later the night, my roommate and I had a small poker session with one of my friends. We played a very calm and smooth game of poker and just talked about life. Since it there was only guys, it was guy talk. As one of the basic talks in guy talks, girls always need to be talked about. Surely, I am certain girls talk about guys too when they have their session. While amidst our poker session, another car was stuck in the snow and the three of us went our ways to be good Samaritans to push a car out of the snow. So Canadian eh?

VC Chapter 7-Turning Tides

Sector 1400

Planet 1401

January 16, 2052

“Get us out of here!” Chase watched as the Exodus cruiser sped towards them.

Wicker was tossed into the bridge with his hands tied behind his back with Matthew holding him in place with a gun pointed at his head.

“Sir, we got him.” Matthew said proudly.

“Take off his helmet.” Chase cracked his knuckles.

Matthew removed Wicker's helmet and saw a young white male with dark hair who looked too young to achieve the rank of Captain.

“Your friends are here. Tell them to call off the attack.” Chase pulled Wicker's hair in exasperation.

“It's too late pirate.” Wicker said in a calm composure.

“Haha, you are right.” Chase slammed his fist into the side of Wicker's face.

“Sir, the NB ship is closing.” a pirate notified his busy captain.

“Put me through to the NB ship. I want them to see a live execution of Mr. Wicker.” Chase kicked his hostage in the chest.

Wicker coughed heavily as blood trickled down from his bruised cheek. He looked at Chase and then spat on his shiny boots.

“You little snob!” Chase shoved Wicker down to the ground and began to kick his body.

As Matthew and his other mates struggled to control their out-of-control captain, Wicker had managed to cut the ropes binding him with a hidden blade equipped on his battle suit. In a split second, Wicker was free and lunged at the unwary Matthew from behind and removed his pistol from his belt pointing it to the man's head.

“Don't move.” Wicker locked Matthew's head in his arms as he pointed the gun.

The pirates on the bridge all their their heads to watch their captured comrade and aimed their guns.

“Drop your weapons or I blow his brains out.” Wicker barked as he slowly backed his way out of the bridge.

“Do as he says.” Chase lowered his weapon not wanting to lose one of this best friends.

Slowly and carefully, Wicker backed out into the ship hall and noticed an escape pod. He dragged Matthew inside with him and sealed the airlock.

“What are you doing?” Matthew watched as the door was sealed shut from the main ship.

“Shut it.” Wicker bashed the butt of the pistol into the back of Matthew's head knocking him out cold as he dashed for the command console to eject.

A loud bang was heard as the pod got launched out into space while the Exodus continued to pursue the Genesis cruiser. Wicker watched as the Exodus fired a round of polaron ray and hit the Genesis's thrusters. The blueish shield took some damage and some of the energy passed through scorching the outer hull. Before the next round of polaron rays could charge up and fire, space had begun to warp around the Genesis and it made its daring escape from the powerful Exodus cruiser.

 “At least I'm out of this mess.” Wicker breathed relief as he began to contact the NB ship.

Day 152

Day 152

Sun. Feb. 23, 2014

What a terrific play by Team Canada against Sweden with a 3-0. A gold for Canada in the Mens Hockey making our total gold medal count to 10. Despite the 2010 Olympics, I feel that  it was pretty good to come in third place. However in the back of my mind, I am a little skeptical about the Russian winning 13 gold medals…

I went to Harvey's to buy some burger combos before I went home to Skype with my girlfriend to celebrate our anniversary. The customer service at Harvey's was commendable and I thought I should put some recognition in it here. Good food and great service. While I was walking back to my residence, a girl and her pickup truck was stuck in the snow in the same spot as yesterday. Damsel in distress? Not really, it's just an added bonus. I tried to help, but the ice was too thick so I called three of my residence mates to help her out. After a hard push back and forth on the block of ice, our job was complete and we got thanked. It was nice helping people out and showing that there is still kindness in the world.

The remainder of the night was spent video Skyping and just chilling around talking about things on our minds. One of the things that I longed for was able to see her face on camera. All in all, it was a good day.

VC Chapter 6-TheRace

Sector 1400

Planet 1401

January 16, 2052

Lieutenant Price, an average-built Caucasian male with a short beard, made his entrance into his Exodus ship bridge quietly as he observed his officers at work.

“Sir, we're reaching the extraction point, but it appears to be blocked by three small ships.” the acting commander of Price's ship pointed at the small band of ships next to the green planet.

“Pirates.” Price muttered under his breath as he took a seat in his command chair.

“They spotted us. Two Harriers on approach!” the officer watching the scanners announced as he saw two blips on his screen approaching their ship.

“Ready polaron rays and hex missiles. Hold our ground and do not fire until I tell you.” Price swivelled his chair to face his weapons officer and barked the order.

“Enemy frigates closing in 5000 metres....4500...” the officer read his scanners.

“Steady....steady...” Price listened to his weapons officer for the enemy ships' range.

“3000...2500...” the officer spoke uneasily as Price did not utter a single command.

“Fire polarons!” Price pointed forward at the lead ship.

The polaron rays on the Exodus charged and fired at the nearest frigate and immediately ate the shields away. As the other frigate frantically veered to its right to set up its flanking position, the second round of polaron rays hit the frigate and also demolished its shields.

“Fire all hex missiles on my mark....now!” Price watched as the frigates split their formation to blitz into the polaron rays' blind spot.

The two hex missile turrets each locked onto a frigate and fired a steady stream of hexagonal missiles into the space lighting the dark space up with fire balls of explosions. One of the missiles slammed right into the dead centre of a frigate and consumed the ship with its area of effect. As the other frigate scrambled to evade the incoming fireballs, the polaron rays had already charged up and fired another round into its engines. Smoke erupted from Harrier's starboard engines and the frigate was losing control. The final moments of the Harrier was seen by Price as an act of valour as it attempted to ram itself into the Exodus cruiser.

“Brace for impact!” Price held onto this chair firmly as the Harrier smashed into his ship's shielding.

A bright red glow was visible on the cruiser hull as the explosion from the downed frigate was absorbed by its shields. Price eyed at the last remaining Genesis cruiser a few kilometres away from him and saw a dead corvette floating in the sky beside it. He pulled out his macrobinoculars from his chair and saw the words “NB Archon”.

“Sir, the enemy is fleeing!” the officer watched his scanner as the enemy began to move away from their ship.

“After them!” Price shouted as he prayed that Wicker was still alive.

 The Exodus' engines groaned loudly as the ship speed was pushed to its maximum moving a heavy massed ship from zero speed. The chase was on!

Day 151

Day 151

Sat. Feb. 22, 2014

The final weekend for reading week and I've accomplished nothing related to school. I'm not sure I should care or not. In fact, I'm not even sure if I should let my friends or roommates know about my plans for university.

I don't recall doing much today other than being a good Samaritan by going outside my residence to push a car stuck in the snow. Maybe it's because I'm a nice guy despite me being lazy right now.

The night was spent Skyping with my girlfriend and talking about the upcoming hockey game tomorrow and our six month mark. Go team Canada!

VC Chapter 5-Hidden Shadows

Sector 1400

Planet 1401

January 16, 2052

“Chase, we're in.” an asian man with black hair and a black bandana around his head opened the hatch to the Voyager corvette.

“Good. I want him alive Matthew.” Chase rubbed his beard and then stormed back into the lift to his bridge.

Matthew waved his team of five to turn their guns to stun as he took point into the dark quiet ship. The pilot did not appear to have surrendered easily despite his ship being captured and boarded.

“Spread out and watch your sectors.” Matthew whispered as he pointed two of his men to head to the lower deck of the ship.

Meanwhile, Wicker had managed to sneak into one cargo compartments on the lower deck and caught a glimpse of boots walking towards him. He knew he couldn't fire his gun as it would compromise his position so he holstered his pistol and readied his fists.

“Where is this guy?” one of the pirates whispered as he panned his flashlight across the small cargo containers.

“I don't know, but I think he is a coward.” the other pirate cursed as he hit his feet at a metal box creating a loud noise.

“God, are you stupid?” the pirate looked at his foolish friend.

Out of nowhere, Wicker emerged from the shadows and elbowed the first pirate to the gut and then did an uppercut to his partner in one swift motion. The first pirate was groaning in pain while the second pirate was already knocked out cold with one blow. Wicker grabbed the collar of the first pirate and launched a heavy strike into the side of its head knocking the pirate unconscious.

“Badyr, how's it going down there?” Matthew spoke on his radio as he scanned the empty cockpit.

Wicker crouched beside one of the fallen pirates with a buzz cut that appeared to be some sort of asian descent unlike his black counterpart who was bleeding from the nose. He noticed some chatter on the ground and picked up an active radio.

“Badyr, do you copy?” the radio asked.

“Shit.” Wicker mumbled to himself as he collected the weapons from his opponents before heading towards a service ladder heading up to the cockpit.

Quickly making his way up the ladder, he unlatched the lock and popped the lid open to see two pirates pointing their guns at his direction. He quickly let go of the ladder and dropped back down to the lower deck with a hard fall when he felt a gun poke the back of his helmet.

 “Freeze.” Matthew cocked his gun.

Day 150

Day 150

Fri. Feb. 21, 2014

Wow, it's day 150 already. Today I woke up pretty early to catch the battle between USA and Canada in the Mens Semifinal Hockey. It was a very intense game as the score was kept at 1-0 for Canada. After seeing our victory with the US, I am confident that we will win the Swedish on Sunday's Gold Hockey Game. Today was a glorious day for me as I was swept with pride as Canada was reaching the medals closer to the tops 3.

In the evening, I played around with online poker games and had an okay run of winnings. I hate it when people keep going "All In" when they are solely betting on the cards they got drawn. There is no skill, but a dominant play of who has the most money.

In the late night, I managed to get a quick chat with my Aussie mate before she had to hurry away to do some heavy school work. She said she'll make up for the lost time and that we can chat soon. On the note of girls, looking forward to Sunday as my girlfriend and I reach the six month mark. Going strong.

VC Chapter 4-Close Encounters

Sector 1400

Planet 1401

January 16, 2052

A lone Voyager corvette loaded with a railgun and a pulse ray flew quickly out of the dusty orange planet in hot pursuit by five VEGA Exodus cruisers. However, the corvette was faster and more nimble and thus escaped the sights of the VEGA pilots into deep space. Aboard the corvette was a lone pilot dressed in a battle spacesuit with an empty co-pilot seat beside him. A sleek reflective visor covered his head and a metallic body armour was strapped to his chest with the words “Wicker” painted on the chest plate.

“This is Captain Wicker requesting pick up at extraction point Alpha Tango. Where is my fleet?” the pilot broadcasted in his helmet as he looked outside his cockpit for signs of his ships.

“Captain Wicker, there has been slight delays to your extraction due to irregular VEGA fleet patterns.” a man replied back on the ship console.

“I don't need excuses. I need extraction now. I have uncovered valuable VEGA intelligence and we must deliver it to NB!” Wicker steered his ship around in a circle to scan for an fleets in pursuit of him.

“Sir, we coming in-” the transmission buzzed into static.

Out of nowhere two Harrier frigates and one Genesis cruiser flew above Wicker's corvette and aimed its weapons on it.

“The hell?” Wicker looked above as he saw the shadow of an unidentified enemy fleet cast over his ship.

Wicker acted instantaneously and increased forward thrust when one of the harriers shot its disruptor rays and knocked the corvette's shields out. While doing a barrel roll up, Wicker fires off a railgun shot and misses the frigate by a couple of centimetres as it strafed sideways. Before the fight even begun, the Genesis fires its pulse rays and shoots out Wicker's engines making it spin out of control.

“Surrender now and we won't blow you out of the sky” Wicker's hologram transmitter suddenly activates as a man dressed in ragged combat clothes gave the ultimatum.

Wicker studied the man in the hologram and was able to make out that the way the man was dressed indicated he was probably a space pirate looking to make a small fortune by attacking small ships. The man had a cool composure with a beard indicating that he was of some age, but his eyes did not appear to look aggressive which meant that there was room for negotiations.

“Alright. I surrender.” Wicker replied back as he deactivated his guns.

“We are boarding your ship.” the man replied and then ended the transmission.

The Genesis cruiser slowly steered towards the engineless corvette. Once the Genesis was in position, a tube extended outwards from its port and latched onto the small ship with a rattle.

“Where the hell is my fleet?” Wicker mumbled as he unstrapped himself from his seat and went to grab his sidearm underneath his chair.

 At the rear of the corvette, a pop was heard as the emergency escape hatch was released. Wicker immediately took cover and held his pistol firmly. The pirates were in.

Day 149

Day 149

Thurs. Feb. 20, 2014

This day was perhaps the most exciting and intense day I had since the Vancouver 2010 Olympics. I was watching the Womens Gold Hockey game between Canada and the USA. USA was leading 2-0 when in the last period we made a two-goal epic comeback to bring us to the overtime when there was three minutes left. In the overtime, Canada shot the winning goal and brought us to gold. I was so proud and I sang our national anthem proudly of our achievement. I can't wait for the Mens Hockey game tomorrow between USA and Canada. I'm confident in our team...after all, miracles do happen.

In the evening, I did my daily Skype with my girlfriend before I went off to do my story writing. The audience has grown again!

VC Chapter 3-Informal Introductions

Sector 1500

Planet 1516

January 14, 2052

NB Bandit shook viciously as the pulse rays from the spectral shields absorbed the incoming energy rounds. The tip of the ship was up in flames as projectiles bypassed the shield and tore through its iridium armour plating. The ship wasn't going to last any longer as the shields turned into a faint yellow indicating a low shield strength.

“Shields at 5% Captain! We're losing her.” the shielding officer flipped some switches on his console in a dire attempt to hold the ship's fragile shields.

Suddenly, another projectile bypassed the shield and slammed into the dead centre of the cruiser creating a massive hole through the ship. The gaping hole created a vacuum and sucked out the internals of the ship. Preez's crew, supplies, and most importantly, the main scatter missile gun was sucked out into the empty space.

“Status report Lieutenant!” Preez grabbed onto a handrail as the ship's gravity generator went offline.

“Hull integrity at 25% sir. Main guns are out and the gravity generator has overheated.” a Lieutenant beside Preez quickly strapped himself into his seat.

“What about the secondary guns?” Preez slowly drifted back into his command chair grabbing the handrails to guide him back.

“Disruptor rays are active, but the enemies are not in range.” the Lieutenant looked at his weapons radar.

“Screw it. I want forward thrusters at maximum speed to ram Yale's Exodus down. If I am going down, so is he!” Preez strapped himself to his seat and eyed Yale's ship dead ahead.

“Sir! Incoming ships!” an officer shouted as he caught a glimpse of a fleet coming adjacent to Yale's fleet.

Six Exodus cruisers emerged from the side of NB Bandit and formed a “V” formation blitzing into the VEGA fleet. The cruisers were loaded with a mix of heavy weapons ranging from disruptor rays to hex missiles to gauss drivers. All the ships fired simultaneously at the Rancor blocking his path and annihilated it into oblivion.

Preez watched from the bridge as Yale's fleet turned to engage the new threat of ships. To his surprise, Yale's cruiser was turning away from battle and leaving his other ships behind to flank his retreat.

“After them!” Preez pointed as Yale's cruiser exited the battle arena.

“Sir, the Rancor and Exodus is blocking our advance. If we go near it, we won't make it with our ship's condition.” the Lieutenant assessed the situation.

“Damn it then.” Preez clenched his teeth as he knew that he would have to fight Yale again another day.

As Yale's Exodus reached clear space, space warped around his ship and jumped out of the battle leaving the remaining VEGA ships to fend on their own without a commander. As the fleet of Exodus reinforcements passed by Preez's ship, the words “NB Gaven” was painted clearly in the centre of the ships. The VEGA Exodus was peppered with fire and exploded as its hull integrity was lost to a wide variety of heavy weapons. The Rancor, on the hand, was fairing a bit of damage. It launched a barrage of railgun projectiles at the lead Exodus and tore its armour like paper. The lead Exodus halted to a stop in heavy smoke as the other cruisers flew around it towards the remaning Rancor.

“Lieutenant Stein.” Preez chuckled as he remembered the commander of NB Gaven.

 In a split second, the overly powerful Rancor was blitzed head on and smoked by heavy disruptor rays. The VEGA fleet was no more and everything seemed quiet again on planet 1516.

Day 148

Day 148

Wed. Feb. 19, 2014

Despite unwanting to wake up early to do my weekly laundries, I managed to wake up as planned and conduct my chores. After that, I spent the day playing computer games and watching the Olympics. Team Canada isn't doing pretty well on the leaderboards as we are ranked below five.

Later the night, I went online to see if I could catch a chat with my Aussie mate, but it appears that she was busy. Next, I went online Skype and had a long conversation with my girlfriend about our future plans. She is willing to come to BC and live with me if I decide to move back. I'm happy to hear that.

VC Chapter 2-Emergency Procedures

Sector 1600

Planet 1604

January 14, 2052

A solider ran down a crowded hallway carrying a sheet of paper that he had received from the communications relay room into a room marked “NB Operations”. Tens of officers scattered about the room coordinating battle strategies and controlling the sector space. In the far corner of the room was a small office with a small dark-haired Caucasian woman with some blonde highlights sitting comfortably at her desk looking at her datapad. The soldier knocked on the door and caught a glimpse of the name “Owens” engraved on it.

“Come on in.” the female officer with ranking of Lieutenant waved the young man in.

“Ma'am, where is Vice Admiral Owens?” the soldier politely asked.

“He at NB Central doing a meeting. I'm Lieutenant Franklin, Acting Commander of NB Operations while he is gone. What do you need Corporal?” the woman stood up from her chair and placed her datapad down on the desk.

“Our communications picked up a distress signal from Captain Preez's fleet down in Sector 1500.” the Corporal handed the piece of paper to Franklin.

Franklin studied the piece of paper and her face went from laid back to serious. Suddenly, she scrambled through Owens' desk and pulled out a binder.

“Thank you Corporal, that will be all.” Franklin excused herself as she frantically flipped through several pages.

The Corporal nodded and left Franklin by herself as she skimmed the contents of the binder marked “Emergency Procedures”. To her surprise, the procedures were only made for the operations of NB and not for conducting last minute rescue missions. It was up to her to make the right call or NB will suffer a loss to its command team. She quickly exited the room and walked up to a Sergeant seated beside his computer.

“Sergeant, find me any local units available to dispatch in sector 1500.” Franklin placed the piece of paper on the desk in front of the Sergeant hastily.

“Right away Lieutenant.” the Sergeant read the paper and quickly inputted coordinates into his computer.

The computer buzzed and a screen popped up of a fleet and a name in 1500.

“There!” Franklin pointed at the screen.

“Lieutenant Stein is stationed 1503 providing relief supplies to locals that were attacked by the VEGA Corporation.” the Sergeant pulled up the details of the file.

“Relief supplies? He only has cargo ships?” Franklin breathed deeply to calm herself.

“No ma'am, records indicate he took his Exodus cruisers from his fleet. Six, to be exact.” the Sergeant pointed at the fine print on the screen.

“Put me in contact with him at once.” Franklin demanded.

Sector 1500

Planet 1503

January 14, 2052

“Understood Lieutenant Franklin.” an tall white officer with a goatee spoke to Franklin on his battle screen as he brushed his rough hair.

“Preez is depending on you. So you better hurry Lieutenant Stein.” Franklin crossed her arms.

“We don't leave anyone behind. Hell, I always told Preez to not use cheap cruisers that only put a dent in VEGA. He's lucky that I always fly with assault cruisers because now is the time to show him some firepower.” Stein patted his chest proudly.

“Stop wasting time bragging and go save him. Franklin out.” Franklin ended the transmission in annoyance.

“And I thought that Franklin was a laid back officer...” Stein thought to himself as he exited his quarters and rushed straight into the bridge.

“Officer on deck!” the guard to the bridge announced Stein's arrival.

“At ease. I want everyone battle ready in 30 seconds! Plot coordinates to 1516, we're going to battle!” Stein clapped loudly.

“Engines are firing up and shields are ready.” one officer reported as the ship's engines roared to life.

“Get me off this rock now! I'm tired of doing supply runs when I got these bad puppies to play around with.” Stein sat on his command chair and tapped the buttons impatiently.

Stein's Exodus fleet lifted off the sandy grounds and into the atmosphere in unison as a display of good coordination.

 “Punch it!” Stein chuckled with enthusiasm as he craved for blood.

Day 147

Day 147

Tues. Feb. 18, 2014

Today, nothing really happened much. Besides going to Burger King to buy King Deal Combos, it was a pretty chill day here at Waterloo. I watched a lot of Youtube channels looking for comedy and found some pretty cool Aussies channels.

I got bored and decided to write my next chapter for my space adventures about my friends. Many have asked to be in the next chapters and I have received a lot of good feedback about it. Let's see how it goes.

VC Chapter 1-Boxed In

Sector 1500

Planet 1516

January 14, 2052

A dark blue smokey planet with green tints is surrounded by a small blockade of VEGA corporation ships composed of two Rancor battleships and three Exodus cruisers. Far away in the distance, the space begins to warp into a light blue as ships emerged from the centre. Six Genesis cruisers armed with medium weapons formed into a line formation in front of the blockade and stopped their engines. The Genesis in the middle was slightly different than the rest of the fleet as it appeared to be painted with the words “NB Bandit” on its port and starboard.

“We are in position sir.” an officer aboard the NB Bandit announced to a tall Caucasian man with dark hair standing in the dead centre of the bridge.

The officer had the words “Preez” stencilled on his military uniform and had the ranking stripes of a Captain. He walked cooly to the windows and looked out at the VEGA blockade with a set of macrobinoculars seeing what weapons the VEGA fleets had from a distant.

“Railgun drivers and pulse rays on these ships...” Preez saw the weapons mounted on the Exoduses' hull.

“Orders sir?” the officer asked.

“Use our scatter missiles and keep our distance. I want ships angled at 15 degrees starboard and guns loaded.” Preez walked to his command seat and sat down.

“Sir, VEGA fleets are still holding in position.” another officer called out as the Genesis cruisers rotated their ships' headings.

“Strafe towards them so that we are in firing range and divert all shielding power to port.” Preez commanded with confidence.

As the fleet of NB cruisers began their strafing sequence to close the gap for the firing distance, the three Exodus charged towards them and opened fire with their railguns. A brilliant spark of projectile was launched from the Exodus cruisers and pelted the Genesises.

“Shields holding at 80% Captain.” the officer in charge of shielding announced.

“Launch all missiles!” Preez stood up from his seat and gave his order.

A barrage of missiles were launched from the Genesises and exploded viciously into the Exodus cruisers. The lead VEGA Exodus' shield was gone and had minor damages to its hull while the other Exoduses were unaffected.

“Concentrate fire on lead ship!” Preez shouted as he noticed that one of his cruisers had suffered severe damage from the railguns.

There was an amazing display of fireworks as the two parties fired at each other. The lead ship was up in flames and began to fall towards the blue planet from the gravitational pull.

“Rancors are now splitting up and attempting to flank us.” one officer observed from the ship deck.

“Strafe backwards and turn heading 10 more degrees starboard.” Preez thought critically as he addressed the situation.

Suddenly, a huge explosion shook the NB Bandit from its port. One of the cruisers had been split in half by a railgun projectile. Debris was flung everywhere as the ship's engines exploded sending shrapnel to nearby ships.

“Sir, ship 2 is down. Ship 1 is at critical condition and we're losing shields!” an officer ran up to Preez as the ship shook from another incoming projectile.

“Goddamn it! Retreat now.” Preez pounded his fist angrily at his chair.

As the VEGA fleets advanced with their flanking formation, another ship was shot down by pulse rays from the Rancor battleship. In a matter of minutes, Preez's fleet were boxed in with only NB Bandit left alive.

“Captain, we have an incoming transmission from the enemy.” the communications officer alerted his frustrated and defeated Captain.

“Send him through.” Preez bit his lip in anger.

The ship's battle screen turned on and an old white man with wrinkles dressed in a prestigious attire smiled as he rubbed his bearded chin.

“Captain Preez, it has been a great honour to capture you. Your tales of victories has now ended with my fleets. Surrender now and give us the location of where Northern Base is and I will spare your life.” the old man chuckled.

“Over my dead body whoever you are.” Preez scoffed.

“Commander. Commander Yale to you. Let's face it Captain Preez, you have lost a lot of good men and women today and you are in no position to negotiate. I, on the other hand, I am willing to stop this bloodshed and accept your surrender.” Yale smiled evilly.

Preez mulled over the offer as he glared at the battle screen. With a single ship remaining, victory was impossible. The only way for him to survive this encounter was to surrender. He weighed his options. Surrendering would mean giving up the location of Northern Base. Worse, they would be caught off guard when the VEGA Corporation undoubtedly attack. He shook his head and sighed. He could not sell out his allies and friends just to save himself.

“Give us a moment to consider your generous offer, Commander.” Preez looked at the battle screen and signalled his communications officer to end the feed.

“Are we really considering this offer, Captain?” the communications officer asked curiously.

 “Like hell we are! We aren't traitors or cowards. If we're going down, we're going to do some damage on the way! Fire all weapons!” Preez barked as he pointed at Commander Yale's ship.

Day 146

Day 146

Mon. Feb. 17, 2014

The first day of the week to nothing! I stayed in the house mainly because of the amount of snow accumulated outside and the icy roads. Why bother going outside when you don't need to?

I wanted RoboCop, the new version, and I must tell you it was a horrible remake of the originals. I do not recommend it for people to watch as I found it to be a waste of my time. After the movie, I went online with my friends to game and had loads of fun. During my gaming, there was an internet outage so I decided to write a short story in regards to my gaming community. Everyone loved it and demanded more.

In short, I like this week. I can do what I enjoy doing...write.

Day 145

Day 145

Sun. Feb. 16, 2014

Freedom! No roommates in the house to bother me as I do whatever I want. Actually, it's just my roommate downstairs that bothers me when he constantly brings his girlfriend over. They make a mess in the kitchen, don't take off their boots when the walk in the house, and laugh really loud.

Not much to report today as I spend the full day on the computer playing games with friends and watching movies. I kind of wish this break lasts forever so I get my own personal time.

Day 144

Day 144

Sat. Feb. 15, 2014

Ahh, a full week to enjoy and relax and have the whole place to myself. I started the day off by sleeping in and then watching some movies before hopping on the computer games.

Feeling hungry and all alone by myself here in my residence, I ordered TwiceTheDeal again and mixed up the toppings to play around. Pizza come on time and the delivery man was friendly even though we have become acquaintances due to my frequent orders.

I must say it's a good day to enjoy the freedom!

Day 143

Day 143

Fri. Feb. 14, 2014

Happy Valentine's Day! I'm surprised that I'm even in the mood to be jolly and wake up early for the shuttle bus.

GBDA102 exam was first and I was ready to face it probably due to the close relevance to INTST101 and the fact that concepts were clearly thought in class. Overall, I think I did fairly ok on the exam.

ECON101 exam was a total destruction. I was almost tempted to randomly draw graphs that made no sense or guess the numbers. Since there was only two multiple choice, the rest were written and it was safe to say that I was screwed. If I'm lucky, I may get a borderline pass.

In summary, if I can study one hour in GBDA102 or INTST101 and theoretically get 70% minimum whereas if I studied in ECON101 and get 20%, the benefits of studying GBDA102 and INTST101 out weights studying for ECON101.

For dinner, me and my roommate went to Mel's Diner and ordered the Elvis Burger. Despite their infamous 3 Pound burger, I though the burger I ordered was going to be small, but instead received a 1 Pound burger. I was amazed, but I know I have a big stomach and I finished it with ease. One of the waitress that was serving us was amazingly good-looking. She was a blonde with a really nice complexion and perhaps even had good facial symmetry. Despite her being off the charts, I was loyal to my girlfriend and resisted the urge to ask for a phone number.

Later the night I spent my time chatting with my Aussie friend. Her school is pretty busy as well so we only get to chat once a week for now. Better than nothing!

Day 142

Day 142

Thur. Feb. 13, 2014

Today was the INTST101 midterm exam...fabulous! I had a new mindset with these exams. There are three exams to combat and I know I'm going to lose one for sure. If one is going to affect all my battles, I rather lose one battle and hold the line for two. So I picked up my book and briefly skimmed all reading materials and notes.

Later, my friend called me up to meet on campus for dinner and do a quick review for the exam. We went over the exam potential questions and then was about to head for class when two blonde girls approached us and handed each of us a Valentine's day card. It was lovely because it was really nice and cute for girls to be handing out Valentine's card especially when mine had a name on it. Is there a meaning?

INTST101 exam was not as hard as I expected because I had paid attention in all my classes. Despite a lot of writing in short answers and one essay, it was safe to say that I felt confident in the exam.

I headed home and looked at my GBDA102 textbook to study for tomorrow. I've given up studying on ECON101 and focused remaning energies on GBDA102. One down, two to go.

Day 141

Day 141

Wed. Feb. 12, 2014

I woke up early today to get my laundry complete and then get my work done for ARTS111. The autobiography assignment was due and I had completed it ahead of time. The work from that wasn't too bad despite a 4-6 page report. It's writing my life story and I'm into writing stories so it was moderately easy.

Today for ARTS111, we had a card sort to find out my values. It turns out that I value a lot of things...perhaps too much? I don't know, but I know that I got a reflection to write before tomorrow.

In the evening, I did my ECON101 quiz and failed. Yes, I failed miserably because I have absolutely no clue what the question was asking nor did I understood the concept. As a matter of fact, I'm done with this!

I called my parents to report my progress of the ECON101 course and had a very long rant about it. I remember my ARTS111 instructor mentioning about a bad experience with something will also affect your career decison making skills. Perhaps she is right as this experience is a very bad one with Waterloo and future economics.

Day 140

Day 140

Tues. Feb. 11, 2014

Full day off and I was totally disinterested in studying at all for my three midterm exams coming up. I watched some movies and then went and played some computer games. Then I went to look at the Olympics and noticed that Canada was doing pretty well this time around by getting lots of medals early on in the first week.

The remainder of the night was spent going out with my roommate to try out The Grill. The burger was very greasy and the fries were not well made. I would not recommend going there if someone was looking for a burger. Perhaps Harvey's.

Day 139

Day 139

Mon. Feb. 10, 2014

I woke up late this morning from a long night yesterday. I noticed that I had officially sort of lost it with my learning mindset. I was just going to complete my ARTS111 as usual and do my reflections assignment simply because it's easy and relevant to me.

In ARTS111, we went over some slides about more career decisions It turns out that I have my strengths in working with people. More like the educating, mentoring, helping, etc. that kind of thing.

Later the night was supposedly our ECON101 study session with friends until they turned it into a poker night to celebrate my roommate's birthday. The only time I was going to review ECON101 material was gone...