It's now official. For my last work term this summmer, I will be an employee of Softimage in Montreal. I turned down
a very high-paying job for this one, but the experience should be well worth it.
I have now calculated Freedom Day (the day on which I have enough money in the bank to pay for my last two school
terms and pay back my student loan) to be around the end of June or early July. It will be a happy Canada Day
Why are many people so preoccupied with finding out "who they are"? They spend an inordinate amount of time
experimenting with new things and strange ideas, and their mannerisms scream out "Define me! Define me!" as they
struggle to discover that certain identity that they believe is buried deep within them.
What, exactly, are they looking for? What do they expect to find? A single word, or a single phrase that sums up the
essence of a person? Can it be that simple?
I am more than a word, and more than a phrase. I am more than the sum of my parts. I am complex, yet deceptively
simple. I am silly, yet perfectly sane. I am an incredible bore, yet the life of the party. I am romantic, yet a
bumbling fool. I am perfect logic, yet a walking contradiction. I am all you say I am, and exactly the opposite. I am
all that I am, and so much more.
Stop digging; my identity is in plain view. Too difficult and cryptic to understand? Well, I wouldn't have it any