Wednesday, December 31, 2003

The Hek would like to wish his fellow readers a very Happy and Healthy 2004.

As the crazy lady on Train 48 says: Merry, merry and Happy Ho Ho!

The Hek

Saturday, December 27, 2003

What do you call it when someone goes from middle management to upper management?

A Promotion!

Okay, maybe the business isn't so funny.

The Hek

Wednesday, December 24, 2003

Has it really been a week since my last blog?

Oh well....I am composing this new entry from a computer in the Thornhill Community Centre Library. It's quiet......too quiet. Then again, it should be. It's a library, people!

It's been an enjoyable break so far. I have been chilling out with friends and it is good to see that they are doing alright. Currently I am reading Mick Foley's new book Tietem Brown; it's not bad at all. I was very interested to see how good of a writer "Mankind" could be in a non-wrestling capacity. I must admit, for a man that was once thrown off a 20ft. high steel cage, he certainly can put out some compelling material. I recommend it to everyone.

I also saw The Last Samurai which was a very enjoyable movie.

I think I will head down to the Eaton Centre.......

The Hek

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Oh man, am I tired. No doubt, it was one hell of day for The Hek!

Tomorrow, I'm going home and you better believe that The Hek is excited. I have not seen my family or friends in four months.

Well that's all I can say for now. Unfortunately, The Hek does not have an internet connection at home so for the next two weeks, there will only be a few posts. Nevertheless, The Hek promises that he will update as much as he can.

In the words of Winston Churchill: When you are going through hell, just keep going!

The Hek

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

The Hek has FINISHED his exams!

I am now breathing a sigh or relief and I'm looking forward to the break. But I before I do, there are a couple of things I have to take care of.

First, there's my radio show, The Wednesday Morning Special Blend; which can be heard every Wednesday morning from 7-8am EST on CKCU-FM 93.1. It's a hour full of interviews, music and sports news, club listings and all kinds of Tom Foolery. This week, I will be doing my last show for 2003. But I will be back on January 7, 2004. If you are not doing anything at that time, check it out. Who knows? You might just become addicted to it (LOL).

Of course I also have to do my holiday shopping. I'm definitely looking forward to going down to the Rideau Centre. Maybe I'll see my buddy Simon at the gift-wrapping station. It will give me an opportunity to see if Simon is the self-proclaimed World's Greatest Gift-Wrapper.

The Hek
British Literature Pre-1800's

Sure the stuff is interesting but it's giving The Hek quite a headache. I have a three hour exam tomorrow on this stuff. Do you think I'm ready for this? You study for three days and on the last day, no matter how hard you try you can't concentrate. It's like you are reading the notes and yet your mind is thinking about other things.

Where's the justice?

The Hek

Monday, December 15, 2003

It looks like it was a wacky wild kool-aid style type of day in Iraq. It started with a phone call.

Operator: United States Armed Forces. How may we help you?
Saddam: Ah yes, is Butts there? First name is Seymour.
Operator: One moment. Hey is there a Seymour Butts here? Seymour Butts? Hey I want Seymour Butts. Where is he?
Saddam: *snickers

Unknown to Saddam, the call was traced and it lead army officials to a small house.

House's Owner: I don't know what you are talking about. Saddam isn't here.
USA General 1: Well the call came from here and we're not leaving until we are sure that he's not here.
USA General 2: Keep searching men, I'm just going to rest against this unstable brick wall and have a smoke.

When the dust all cleared the army found a giant spider hole.

USA General 1: This is the US Armed Forces. Is there anybody in this hole?
Saddam: Ah no, there is nobody living in this hole.
USA General 1: Well that's good enough for me.........WAIT A MINUTE!

After a bit of a struggle, Saddam came out peacefully.

USA General 1: We have you now, Saddam.
Saddam: Saddam? What are you talking about? I am not Saddam. I am America's sweetheart, Judy Garland.
USA General 1: Wow Judy, you've really let yourself go.
USA General 2: Hold on a sec. If you are Judy Garland, then why is there a poster in your hole that says "I am not Judy Garland. I am Saddam."
Saddam: *sigh.......It's too hot today.

Well, Saddam still tried to reason with the generals.

Saddam: Look fellas, I keep telling you that I'm not Saddam. I'm.....I'm....I'm Chad Sexington.
USA General 1: The same Chad Sexington that kept crashing his car into my father's grocery store?!
Saddam: Um, no, no. I meant to say that my real name is, Ludwig Van Seline
USA General 2: The same Ludwig Van Seline that keeps taking pictures of my sister?!
Saddam: No. No. My real name is........think Saddam,'s......BENEDICT ARNOLD!

Despite his efforts, Saddam could not fool the military and now sits in jail. The sun has finally shined on Iraq. Here is to PEACE IN THE MIDDLE EAST!

The Hek

Saturday, December 13, 2003

The fire alarm in my building goes off too many times. There I was at about 9:30pm est. preparing for another exciting study session when the darn thing starts blaring its usual ear-piercing scream.

I am not a big fan of alarms or any loud noises. I don't know what it is but when I hear something really loud, it makes me cringe. I remember when I was five years old, my kindergarten teacher took the class into the big gymnasium at school. We were playing a ball game when the school decided to conduct its yearly fire drill. It was the first time I had gone through something like this and it scared the hell out of me. I was so frightened that I refused to go back into the gym for two weeks. I must've cried my eyes out that day. On a interesting side note, a few days later my school conducted a second fire drill and to this day, I believe they had done it just for me.

Well, I guess everyone has to have a weakness.

The Hek
Well, it looks like another day of insane studying for The Hek. I've been doing this for at least two weeks now. I cannot wait for the break. Man, it is going to be great.

The Hek is going to take a nap.


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The Hek

Friday, December 12, 2003

KISSING BUDDIES?! UGH!! What the hell was I thinking?

The Hek would like to take this opportunity to apologize for his ridiculous "kissing buddy" theory. I don't how I could come up with such nonsense. Everything I said in that blog I truly meant; except for the kissing buddy idea (especially, the part where I said I'm going to look for KB and not friend). The Hek would be miserable if he actually looked for a kissing buddy.

So once again The Hek is taking back that statement and apologizes. In fact, I'm editing it out.

The Hek
Okay, where did my comments board go? It was up there a few hours ago.

Well that just stinks....

Last night I went to a wonderful dinner party put on by my good friends Jennifer, Andrew, Corrina, Kyle and Sandra. It was a fantastic meal! Those five are such great people.

Watched a good Smackdown! tonight. Rey Mysterio vs. Brock Lesnar. Big Show vs. John Cena in a battle rap.

Well time to go to the bed. Remember, dear reader, what you read is the stuff in my in mind at time of writing. Doesn't mean I believe it myself.

The Hek

Thursday, December 11, 2003


Got the Limp Bizkit blaring and I am feeling fine. I don't know what it is but sometimes I find I can relate to what Fred Durst raps about. It's like his songs are about my life experiences. What I'm thinking and what I'm feeling.

What a crazy world it is?

The Hek

For years I have tried to find that special girl, I have searched for that relationship. Over and over and over again I have climbed the mountain only to be kicked off, fall flat on my face and have nothing but scars. And now I realize that what I have been trying to find does not exist. There is no such thing as a "boyfriend/girlfriend relationship."

What there actually is between a man and a woman is friendships that involve romance and friendships that don't involve romance.

I recently met this girl named Chia and we have become really great friends. And I realize that what Chia and I have is no different then a couple like my buddy Noel and his girlfriend, Leslie. The only actual difference between The Hek/Chia and Noel/Leslie is that Noel and Leslie express their friendship through love and romance while Chia and I express our friendship by being friends. And most importantly, I have learnt that it does not matter whether or not romance is involved in your friendship. The actual friendship is the most crucial part. What Noel and Leslie have is absolutely amazing and special as is what Chia and I have.

I have come to realize that a friendship is far important then a "romantic relationship." and I encourage you, dear reader, to realize that you don't need a "relationship" to be happy. All you need is a good friend and you are all set.

Get well Chia!!

The Hek

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

Now you can add your thoughts to my thoughts, dear reader.

Once again, I must thank my good buddy Tim for setting up the comments board and introducing me to blogging. Tim's has some interesting thoughts and opinions. Check out his blog as well.
The Hek

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

The Rock and Mick Foley were on WWE:RAW together for the first time in at least 2.5 years. I miss the good ol' days of the Rock and Sock Connection. Good times, good times.

I treated to myself to a cup of poutine today. But it wasn't the authentic Quebec poutine, it was the Ontario artificial and over priced style. I don't eat it that often, but when I do, I want to make sure I get the real thing. Next time I'll head to Gatineau/Hull.

Until next time.....

The Hek

Monday, December 08, 2003

I am not a perfect person.

However, I do strive to be one in certain aspects of my life. Now, it's up to you, dear reader, to decide if that is one of my faults or one of my good qualities; but, consider this thought which came to me as I walked home from my history exam.

Exams are meant to test our knowledge on the particular subject (in my case, 1100 years of Russian history). But what exams also test you on is how much knowledge you can bring up in a specific span of time. What I would like to know is whether or not that is really fair. Some people can remember things faster then others. You can study the same amount of time as some other person. However, this other person may be able to finish his/her exam thirty minutes before you do. So, here is what I'm asking: should there be a time limit on exams?

Think about it. Would it be good or bad if Universities had system where a student goes to specific room at around, oh let's say, 10:00am, is given an exam and told he/she has until 6:00pm to finish it? The exams might be a little longer, but the student can leave whenever he/she wants. And the best part of it is that they have enough time to write the exam, review it and not get stressed out from the phrase "time is running out."

No, this is not an excuse for any possible bad results..........yet.

BTW, I should have a comments board up very soon.

Take Care

The Hek

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Well, hello everyone.

It's been a while since I last spoke to you all. I've had too many term papers to complete. But now they are all done and it is time to focus on exams.

Last week, my friends Noel and Leslie went on a vacation and asked me to take care of their cat. At first, I thought it would be a hassle. For five straight days I would have to go to Noel's house by bus, feed his cat and get back on the bus to come home. However, this was not the case.

I became quite attached to the cat. I do not know why. I have never had a pet before in my life. Well, I did take care of a friend's hamster a couple times but still, I did not have the same attachment as I did with this cat. When Leslie was giving me instructions on how to take care of it, she was treating it as if it was some child. I thought she was crazy! But, after spending time with the cat, I could fully understand why she acted like that.

I wonder what my life would be like if I grew up around pets. Maybe I would be a different person. But I guess I will never know.

Saturday, November 29, 2003

"What?! Oh no! C'mon, that's not fair! This sucks big time!"

That was my reaction when I looked outside today for the first time. That's right fellow readers, the nation's capital has been hit with its first snowfall. I'm not a big fan of the snow. But it certainly has some advantages.

A fresh snowfall has a very romantic sense. Just think about it. There you are with a girl you care dearly about, walking through this winter wonderland. The only sound that goes along with your voice is the crushing of snow underneath your boots. The lighting is perfect and it is not that cold. You pause for a moment with her and take in all your surroundings. Then, you look into each other's eyes and suddenly there is a sense of Utopia. And it's under the December moon that your lips first meet. The world seems suddenly perfect.


Well, that's all for now.

The Hek

Friday, November 28, 2003

Well, where do I begin.

First off, I would like to thank my friend Tim for introducing me to this site. I have always believed that everyone has a desire to express themselves. Tim certainly does and I do too.

I am called THE HEK. It's a nickname that a couple of people have suggested to me before and now I feel I've found an excellent way to use it. The word "Hek" is taken from the last three letters of my lastname.

I love to write. I don't care what it is; poetry, novels, stories, essays, screenplays, articles, etc. I think I acquired this enjoyment from my father. For those who might know him, this may come as a surprise. My father has written many things. Like me, he's a poet and an author and according to my mother, he has written some romantic love letters (Although that's something I don't want to think about). I live far away from him now and every month he sends me letters telling me about the present and his childhood. Sometimes reading his letters makes me very emotional.

So, with this space, I plan to express myself.

The Hek.