Yes, this is me, Nick Heisler, and you've somehow managed to find a way to stumble onto my crappy little homepage.  How you have done this is totally unknown to me, and I can't be held responsible for what you find in here, wait a minute....yes I can.  Alright, let's change that.  You can't get mad at me for what you find in here, how does that sound?  Good, let's move on.....

"...rain down, rain down, come on rain down, on me from a great height, from a great height, rain down, rain down, come on rain down, on me....." paranoid android - Radiohead     I love the band Radiohead.  Their music is interesting enough not to be boring. That's good enough for me.  Personally, I couldn't care less about the band.  I just like their music.       Have you ever seen Ally McBeal? If so, did you see the episode where her psycho shrink made her chose a theme song for herself? If I had to chose a personal theme song, that would be it.      

People Who I Can't Stand At This Current Point and Time	Reasons For Hating Them
Ron Smith	Smartass physics teacher that doesn't know when to leave well enough alone.
Steve Mackeil	He used to be okay, but I don't like him now because he's always pissed off about something.
Nick Horne	Ooooh, I'm Mr. Big and mighty because I'm the goalie of the crappy school hockey team.....
Heather Harris	Miss I'm so popular that you should worship me.
Bill Clinton	I don't care if he did it or not, just leave him out of the newspapers, it's tying up space that could be put to better use.  I know my country sure won't be any different if he's guilty.
PeeWee Herman	*self explanatory*
Robbie Conley	*for those that know him...self explanatory*
George Marr	No real reason, he just irks me.
Bill Gates	Because he has more money than I do.
Monica Lewinksy	Leave that poor president alone!
Barney	I really have no reason to hate this lovable dino.
Jean Chretien	For not leading as exciting a life as his American counter-part.
Those weird people at the Sheration Casino who used the bathroom in their change cups.	what do I really have to put here?

   

The World According To Nick

Things are pretty crappy right now.  I've found that while I'm getting older and gaining more freedom, I'm losing other things that used to be fun.  It's pretty stupid for me at 18 to be wanting to play Nintendo games.   I've got more stuff that I'm responsible for and less time in which to do it.  It really sucks. I want to go to St. Mary's University this fall.  That's provided they accept me, and I have enough money.  The second part could be a bit difficult because I don't have a job.  Where in this gods forsaken province can I get a job?  Nowhere. So, now here's the part where I'm supposed to talk about myself, but I'm sure nobody cares.  Given that, I'll tell you anyways. I'm currently 17 and am attending Hants East Rural High School.  I maintain a 75% average and plan on assasinating my physics teacher, Ron Smith, on the last day of school. You may ask why I hate my teacher?  I'll tell you why.  He makes comments about people without thinking about what he's saying.  I have a friend in that class that he insulted tremendously back in December.   Here's a working example of why I hate him so much. About 2 weeks ago he asks me to demonstrate question 7 of my homework on the board.  I had it done but, being the unorganized slob that I am, couldn't find it.  He goes through this big thing about having your homework done and other shit.  I don't know exactly what he said as I wasn't paying attention to him.  Then I found my work and he said that I had just sat there and done it while the class was correcting.  I hate him. This brings me to my math teacher, Mr. Mackeil.  He used to be a pretty cool teacher until last year.  I had him for CRS 12 and the entire year was awful because it seemed like he always had something to prove to you. He was aggressive and challenging all in all a totally different person from the guy I knew four years earlier.  Now I have him for math again this year and not much has changed in a year.  It sucks. My friends seem like they don't want to be my friends anymore.  They never call, we hardly ever talk and they're never around when I look them up.  I guess it comes part and parcel with being a grub. I've made a climb in the social ladder, I'm no longer a nerd, I'm eccentric.  For those of you with only a basic understanding of the English language that means I'm weird and really don't care.