Waldon here, and today has finally lived up to my expectations.

Today was the second meeting, I believe, of the wrestling team. It was the first opportunity I had to go to a meeting. In all due regard, it was FUN. I had three partners over the course of the evening. Pat, Brandon and Dusty. Pat is almost 300 pounds, Brandon 260, and Dusty is 180. I'm 215 pounds. So you can tell I had an interesting time adjusting.

My knee is almost healed, or as healed as it's going to get, and it definitely wouldn't have worked out if it still hurt me like it did a week ago.

I actually don't know the name of the man that is teaching us, I just called him "Coach". He did something that I've never before had happen. He overpowered me without even TRYING. We were doing a move called "The Gut Wrencher", and yes- it IS just as unpleasant as it sounds, where you are next to a person on the floor with your arms pinning their arm in and squeezing them as hard as you can around the lowest rib (the floating rib) and rolling with them. Basically a horizontal Bear Hug making their elbow crush their own ribs.

After a minute or so of me intensive squeezing, Coach looked at me and said; "Is that all?"

My arms are strong enough to break ribs. I've taken a wire mesh cage and bent it, I've had separate people on my two arms and used them as weights. My arm's aren't weak. This guy is just insane.

Also, he has a completely rockin' stache. I think it could dominate a small nation with just it's awesome.

Besides this, I didn't really do much today. I got to spend lunch today with Bre again. :) I love going to the math help centre with her. Wrestling really dominated the whole "event" factor. So, I guess I'll head on out from here. Besides, I already lost a good portion of this post from a bad connection. I hate bad connections. They make me angry.

You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.

WALDON SMASH!

Waldon here, and I'm suffering from writers block again. That is the most irritating thing I can think of. Every night I DON'T have the blog, I can write a thousand words, easy.

So, this morning Bre picked me up. :D It's the first time I've ever had somebody pick me up for school! I have to say I was kind of excited. We got to school and got inside and all that jazz. Nothing too exciting. First period this morning I had art. Art is possibly one of my favorite classes. After art I had skilled trades. We set up some drywall and got everything ready for nailing and such next day. All kinds of fun.

Gah. My fingers are really cold. Like, they're FREEZING.

After school today I was pretty excited. I thought I was going to get to go to my first practice on the school wrestling team, it turns out that it was canceled. So instead I got to drive around with Bre for an hour or so while she did errands. :) That was better than wrestling could possibly have been, I just want to sayI love just being with people. Whenever I'm not, I get depressed and angry. I don't like being depressed and angry. I always end up hurting somebody. I don't like hurting people.

I've recently started making skeletons before drawing people, and it's improved my art (at least to my eyes) by a hundredfold. I like how it looks SLIGHTLY more realistic. It's not at the level of Micheal Whelan or Diego Riviera, but at least you can tell it's a person. :P In fact, I just finished sketching a conversation between Bre and I in the math help center today, and I love how the characters can actually be seen in different positions. You couldn't see that with my other stuff. It was all about the dutch angles and stuff. Or about a center image.

Anyways, I'm off for the night. . . and to a very special person out there, you know who you are, I hope you feel better soon. That probably doesn't mean much to you, but I like to think I helped. Good night all!
-Waldon

We had a Chemistry test today. It was brutal. Absolutely. Brutal. It was last period of the day and we were all unsuspecting victims of the killer test that was in front of us. At 2:20, we sat down to write it. At 3:26, ten minutes after the bell rang, the test was taken from us. The look that Sam gave me when Mr. Rumbolt took the test from us spoke volumes. Daniel, Sam, Sandra, and I left the class right away. When we got out in the hall, we agreed that it was THE hardest test that any of us had ever written. About 30 seconds later, the rest of the class came out. Cody looked mortified. He thought it was hard too. When Cody says it’s difficult, then it’s difficult. None of us are feeling too good about the results. Oh well. Mr. Rumbolt is just preparing us for the worst.

Luckily, Daniel is a sweetheart. He brought Sam and I home. :)

Other than that, nothing much is happening. Junior and I are totally swamped with work. We have a research paper due in, oh, about two weeks, and I still need a topic. Argh. At least Junior has one! I have to find one fast.. It takes me ages to do anything.

And speaking of Junior, I’m talking to him now! He makes my day. He always has something odd to cheer me up. Like kidney splosions. Oh my. Kidney splosions. Junior drew a picture that illustrates a kidney splosion quite nicely. It’s an awful disease that strikes when it’s least expected. The victim never sees it coming- EVER. That might be because your kidneys are closer to your back, but hey. There are no symptoms and by the time someone knows that they have it, BAM, their kidneys splode and it’s too late. Junior and I are thinking of making kidney splosion awareness t-shirts. It would really bring some attention to this obscure, but serious, disease. So, be kidney splosion aware, and take care of yourself. Because you never know when it could happen.

Speaking of not knowing what can happen, Junior and I went to the Math Help Centre today for lunch. I love that place. I studied Chem while Junior did some Math. We talked to Sandra and Robyn about a bunch of stuff. I love those girls! They’re so amazing, it’s unbelievable. Robyn was drawing and Sandra was doing some interpretive dance. She was dancing about hair growth. It was beautiful. Very.. Interpretive. :D

I suppose that’s all for tonight.

Now, in the words of William Shakespeare, "Exit, pursued by a bear."

- Bre :)

P.S. Please note, kidney splosions were made up by Junior and I. Sort of. More Junior than I. That is all.