Waldon here, and tomorrow is the big day. :P

But first, the title. The title is from a well loved band of mine called "Rise Against" (not to be confused with "Rage Against The Machine"). The song is "Prayer of the Refugee". Wonderful song, open your ears to it sometime.

So, at 5 PM tomorrow, our Eurotrip group will be boarding the plane towards our Hub flight, where we'll start on our transatlantic flight to Europe! Now, I know a couple people involved who aren't excited for it, now me, that's the exact opposite of what I'm feeling. :P I can't wait to be on my way and see what Europe has to offer. I want to see what types of trees there are, and what kind of life there is over there!

I want to see what kind of birds I can see on the way overland, I want to see the species of trees I can spot, or what kind of small mammals or lizards or whatever I can spot once we land. :P, I REALLY hope I'm awake when our plane reaches the coast. I want to see that. The shoreline of Europe in the early morning. Picturesque, I'm sure. :)

Now, before I get too sidetracked talking about how much I'm looking forward to the Old World beauty I'll soon see, I'll talk about my day. :P

Today it was Shakespeare's Birthday (According to School xD) and a bunch of people dressed up as Shakespearean persona's and went the day as that. I dressed up as Horatio. Which isn't actually that difficult. I mean, he doesn't really HAVE a set costume. I looked like a peasant. :P I wore tights, and a tunic with a rope belt. Barefoot too. The tights were a sight to see, I assure you. xD

At fourth period, our theatre troupe was asked to put on a performance for the school. The energy was really high, it was great! :D I love it when the audience is responsive. :) The actors react to that, we feed off the audience, if they're having a good time, we're doing better. It went off almost completely without a hitch, which almost NEVER happens in a performance. :P

Then, after that, I spent the remainder of the day in the school library.

After school, I went down to Bre's house for a little bit, and we worked on her new iPhone ( I think that's what it was? :S) and got it all configured and such. :P

Then I ate supper and tooled around all night. Now. Here I am I suppose. :P Since I don't really have much to say, I'll say good night, and I'll be hoping for all the happy travels I can get! Send Bre and I some good wishes!
-Waldon

The first part of the title tonight comes from Mr. Pippy… The high school Biology teacher. Sandra was in the canteen for a bit today with Junior and I (Deejay went over to visit Faith and Noelle in the other part) when Mr. Pippy came in for some food. He asked us what we had (chili, soup, hot dogs) and he picked chili. Sandra said something about not understanding/liking meat in chili, and that she always has vegetarian chili. Mr. Pippy said that he likes meat and vegetables in his, so he’s a “meatavegetarian.” I looked at Sandra when he said this and asked, “… Isn’t that called an omnivore?” We thought this was especially funny because he’s the Biology teacher. Teehee.

All right, I’ve been pretty down today, so I’ll make a list of what I did.

- Picked up by Junior; went to school.
- Hung out at school.
- Did the canteen duty with Junior and Deejay.
- Got my Euro trip jacket last period.
- Went to the store for some stuff with Junior; met Nikita.
- We travelled across town to the next store.
- Junior and I went for a drive.
- I went home; hung out; ate; half watched the kids with Britt.
- Junior came over before dance, so I hung out with him.
- Talked to Dad (he came down for a few minutes).
- Junior left; I watched tv with Britt; Mom and Thomas got home.
- I got ready for bed.
- Now I’m writing this.

Well. This blog sucks so far. Oh yes, before I forget! This will be my last blog before we leave for Europe on Thursday. We get out of school at 12, have to be at the airport for 3:30 or so, then we leave at 5 so I won’t get a chance to write a blog. I still don’t know if Britt will do this while Junior and I are away… One can only hope.

Oh dear, I’m so sorry but I’m feeling so incredibly crappy right now that I have to stop here. :(  I promise I’ll make up for this terrible post when we get back from Europe with all kinds of pictures and stories! Good night, and I’ll… See… Talk to… Write when we get home!

-Bre :)

Waldon here, and tonight's wonderful title comes from a band I mentioned in one of my previous posts, Manowar. It's from one song called "Brothers of Metal". As anybody who's familiar with the band will know, they brought the real epic to metal. I personally think that they're some of the greatest pioneers of the sound of metal and actual storytelling in metal and hard rock. Now, I could be missing bands completely, but that's just my opinion. Anybody who reads this and knows of bands that have a similar sound or dynamic, I'd love to hear about them. Leave a comment or something, I'll make sure to get back to you. :P

Now, for today.

Today was Grad Skip Off day at our school. So I stayed home all day. It was great. :P I spent almost all day reading comic books. (Yeah, I'm a nerd.) I went out around 3 o clock with Bre to go to the Hospital so I could get my medications that I needed checked up on. My GP is out of town apparently, so I can't get every medication that's recommended for my trip to Europe, but I've got everything else, and the likelihood that I'm going to leave my pancreas in another country is very low. :P I think I'm safe. xD

After our visit to the hospital, Bre and I went around town looking for a good pair of walking shoes for her while we're over there. We ended up seeing Mandy at her work, and picking out a pair of shoes for somebody else. :P

Then, we went to the pharmacy near the store and looked for some of those Dr Scholl's-esque shoe soles instead of buying a brand new pair of shoes. While we were there, we saw a couple people we knew, actually. It was great, I saw my Troupe's Director, Bre saw a friend of hers, and we both met up with Sandra who was out for a walk. :D Sandra is great. xD She makes me laugh all the time. Then, I bought a few books that I eyed on the shelves and Bre bought her soles, and off we went.

I drove Bre to my home then, she got in HER vehicle and off SHE went. :P  And then I ate some delicious burgers. My god. Those burgers were great.

Bre came over again after supper, and we ended up just hanging out and listening to music all night. Talking is one of my favorite things to do, you know? Or more specifically, listening. I love just listening to people. Fuel for my creative fire usually comes from fragments of other people's conversations. xD

Now, I think I'm done. I'm REALLY tired now. Good night Everybody!
-Waldon

It’s almost midnight so this is going to bed quick… SEE?! I have sleep on the brain. This is going to BE quick. There we go.

Today was cool! I woke up at 8 ish. I slept over to Dad’s last night. When I woke up, I got out of bed and *DUN DUN DUUUUUUN* played Sims 3. For FOUR HOURS STRAIGHT. Well, almost straight. I stopped to eat my breakfast halfway through. Then I continued. It. Was. Incredible. My eyes were bugging out of my head by the end of it. I went to Egypt and China, and I threw a party at my house, and I mastered the guitar skill, and I mastered the handiness skill, and I made a bunch of friends, and I caught a bunch of fish, and I had so much fun it should be illegal!

At around 1 I got a shower. After my shower, Junior came to pick me up. We then went to the store to pick up some water for Mom and some Animal Crackers for Britt. We dropped the stuff off to Mom. It was then that I asked her the big questions. Could I please go to the grad-skip-off-bonfire-party-thing tonight up the road? She said yes, as long as I was careful. After that, Junior and I went up to his house. I went to Dad’s for supper. It was AWESOME. I played some more Sims, too.

After supper, I went to Mom’s to get some stuff for tonight. Extra gloves, hats, camera (that I didn’t use), coffee mugs, etc. Dad dropped me off at Junior’s, then we went to get some gas and get some coffee and Timbits at Tim’s. It was fun! We transferred our coffee/mint smoothies to the mugs then were on our way up the road! It took a few minutes to get to the sand pit for the fire because it’s 11 kilometres up. We got there around 8:15 ish. We were among the first 15 people there?

I’m going to sum this up right quick now. Nikita showed up with Lianna and Kelsey and Brittany (not my sister) and Mitchell shortly after nine. There was all kinds of drinking and smoking and random dancing going on. Neither Junior nor I drank. Well, I had one mouthful of Nikita’s drink because it tasted like a freezie. That was it. Junior, Nikita and I left at about 10:15 and all went home. Junior didn’t want to be there and only went because I wanted to go. I can’t thank him enough for going tonight! :)

Now, here I am. I put my clothes in the washer because it stank. I’m now sitting here talking to Junior and writing this. My eyes hurt because of the smoke. Ouch. I think I’m going to bed now. Good night !

-Bre :)

Waldon here and it's now Sunday morning. : P And the title tonight comes from a song by Great Big Sea, a song called "French Perfume". I love Celtic Folk music xD I love most music, really.

This SHOULD have been a Saturday night blog, but I suppose Sunday morning is close enough.

I had a pretty good day today, it started off early, sadly. I had a practice with my troupe today. We have a performance on the 20th for Bre and I's school. Is that grammatically correct? Anyway. I think that's Wednesday. No! It's Tuesday!

I'll find out before then. xD

This afternoon I spent reading several new webcomics, and then Bre came over and we read a few Cracked articles and ate some chips. It was great. :)

Then I drove Bre home and had some supper. It was Spaghetti! I love spaghetti. Who doesn't? :P

Bre came over again after supper. But before that we drove around for an hour or so. It was great, I think I clocked about 60 to 80 kilometers in total in about an hour and a half? xD K So we turned on the TV and started watching some stuff. First I think it was ... oh lord. I can't even remember now. That shows how interesting it must have been. :P Then after another show or so, Rush Hour 2 came on. It was great xD I love any movie with Jackie Chan in it. The bloopers are GREAT. Chris Tucker makes me laugh too. : P

So, now it's just about 12 40 AM, and I'm really too tired to elaborate on any of these points more than I already have because I've been up since about 6 AM. That's 18 hours guys. That's a lot of hours. xD

So... Good night Everybody!
-Waldon

Creepy? A little. True? Very. I sat down here a few minutes ago to write this, and shortly after that, Junior walked out of his room. Randomly. It was strange. I had no idea where he went or why. That freaks me out. I keep thinking that he's going to pop up behind me with some coffee or a picture or a dinosaur or something. It's disconcerting, to say the least. That, and I'm frightened to death something is going to happen to him. He doesn't have a good track record for stuff like that. It seems like something strange happens every time I'm not around.

Okay, so, as you may have noticed (or not), I'm at Junior's right now. I came over at 3:30 when school let out and I'm still here five and a half hours later. We ordered pizza for supper! It was great! I got a bad tummy, so I had to stop eating, sadly. I LOVE pizza. So... What have we been doing? We've been chilling out and listening to music, and going to get our pizza. Junior just turned on his tv...

Wait. Junior just turned on his tv. What's WRONG?! He never does that! I turn on the tv! He doesn't watch tv! Maybe I should cut this post short and check on him. That's totally not like Junior at all. Hmmm... I think I'll finish the post soon and spend some time with the poor bugger.

Today at school was okay. We had a career fair until lunch. We all had to go to six half-hour sessions on different careers. People from our community came in to give their presentations. I had Justice (WITH MS. EDMUNDS' SISTER!), Education (she gave out chocolate), Social Work, Business (she gave us cookies!), Health Careers, and Chiropractic/Kinesiology. Everything was pretty cool, but Social Work and Business were pretty dull.

At lunch, Junior and I went to the Math Help Centre and hung out with Robyn, Sandra, and Sam. If someone else was there, I'm sorry but I just don't remember. *sad face* It was fun though! Is it bad that I don't remember what went on? Gosh. This afternoon I had Chem and English. We really didn't do much. Mrs. Finlay had her baby (the pie baby! 3 lbs 14oz) so she's out for the rest of the year. Mrs. Devereaux is our substitute. Mr. Crane is still here for English. He's going next week though. He has some meetings. We didn't do much AT ALL in English, either.

Before I forget! Happy four month anniversary to someone! It makes me smile. :)

Hmmm... I guess I'm done for now. Junior is watching tv, and I'm sick of worrying about him, and I'm cold, and... I don't need to make excuses  to you guys! I'm going to go watch a cartoon version of the Avengers and cuddle my boyfriend. How do you like them apples?!

- Bre :)

Waldon here, tonight's only going to be a quick post, sadly. Bre is really tired and not feeling so great, so I'll just be doing a filler post for us tonight. :P I'm pretty tired myself, so I doubt this will be longer than a few lines. I'm sorry!

Oh, and the song title tonight is "The City Is At War" by Cobra Starship. :P Odd song, but I like it. :P

Today was pretty average, I think. I didn't really do much in school myself, although both Bre and I put in our orders for our Grad Sweaters. They look nice. :)

Oh! And tonight I got to go hang out with Bre for an hour. I absolutely loved it. :) We sat around and watched the news and talked. It was excellent!

So, I really can't type too much more, I'm kind of distracted feeling right now. xD Good night everybody!
-Waldon

PS. Please feel better soon Bre, I miss you being around to talk to. It's not the same without you around here. ;) :)

Waldon here, and I'd like to offer my sincerest apologies, I forgot the blog last night, and there was no good reason why. I'm so, so sorry.

First things first, the title. The epic title above was performed by Manowar, it's a song called "Heart of Steel". Their music is absolutely astounding, very inspiring. All about strength of character and your own convictions. What good is a belief if you're unwilling to stand up for it? If you're not convinced that what you believe in is right, why do it? They preach companionship and bonds between people. I've never met such a close knit group of people as metalheads. Sure, they all have tastes and likes, but I've noticed that where most raves and dance halls play techno and hiphop, that it lets people get lost in anonymity in the crowds and lights. But at rock performances, metal halls, thrash and mosh pits, the crowds love each other. Mostly.

In a mosh pit, it seems like it's mindless violence, but as soon as the thrash is over, the wall of death is broken on itself, the very people that knocked you over and broke your nose will be the people to help you up, give you a towel and hold you up to rock out some more to the sound.

If that isn't camaraderie, I don't know what is. :P

On the topic of music, today I listened to "Personal Jesus" as done by Johnny Cash. Great song, in all of its incarnations. But it got me thinking about what people think of God. So many people are too eager to say outright that God is fake. There is no God. There's too much suffering for God to exist if he really loved us.

Why can't you see God? To me, God isn't some all powerful figure, but an idea.

In my own eyes there's proof of God all around us. God is in everything. God is the sun shining bright every morning, God is the dew that falls off the cool willow leaves after dawn, God is the bright flowers that open in the noon luminescence, God is the cool shade beneath the trees in the sweltering afternoon, God is the sound of frogsong at dusk, and God is even the lazy sounds of a summer evening after a long day.

"How is that? Where is God, exactly? Everything is made of atom's deep down. We'd know if he was there, we've seen it all. You're wrong."

But to me, that isn't God. God is our faith. God is our belief in a higher entity than ourselves. We all, if I may use this without undue complications, have our own personal Jesus. Maybe you don't believe in Christianity, but you're a follower of Buddhism, or you're a Taoist or Voudoun, even Unitarian or Sikh. Heck, even if you don't believe in any particular entity at all, but in the souls of mankind or in reincarnation, you have your own God.

Now, let me clarify something. I am not per se, a Christian of faith. I'm of no particular religious affiliation. I just believe in what makes sense to me. My God, is everything.

God doesn't have to be some all powerful, omniscient being, despite how the term is classified.

God is faith. God is us. We give the term power by believing in it. So many of us want some guidance in life that we go to various religions looking for direction. This belief in something, anything, is all we want.

What is God? God is what we believe in, what our faith defines. Scientology completely abuses any religious interference in our lives at all, stating that it's ignorant or unimportant to the world as a whole, that we could do away with religion and the problems it causes by adhering to science instead. What does that leave us to believe in? Humanity as a whole needs something to believe in, to live for. Anybody who believes in a God, any God or Gods at all... These people would be completely redundant for a Scientologist to preach to. Why? Because they have conviction. They have faith in their belief. If you believe something you're not going to change your mind because somebody else says that it's stupid. That isn't faith. And God, my friends, is faith.

Your own personal Jesus can be anything. It's something you have faith in. Whether that be a friend on the other side of the phone line, or a symbol in a sacred church that you pray to when your troubles are weighing you down. It's what listens to you, and you know it listens to you completely and understands you.

I know, I still haven't answered the question of why there's suffering in the world if there is God, but I'll do that now.

Because if God solved our problems for us, where would we be as Humanity? Would we have evolved to the point we have today if we didn't have to try to better ourselves? I know what it's like to experience loss, but I can't bring myself to resent God for that loss. I believe that God is everything. God is an idea of perfection that is in everything that we need to try to reach. Something similar to Heaven or Nirvana, if I may say so.

We develop as a species by depending on one another. If we stopped and appreciated what's around us more often, looked and saw God, if I may say so, maybe we wouldn't be so quick to jeer or attack beliefs and individuals.

Now, back to Manowar, they preach about standing strong with your ideals. That is what anybody who believes in something should do. They should stand strong with their ideals in the face of public ridicule, but... Don't be ignorant.

So many people assume that it's okay to make fun or humiliate other groups for what they believe in when it differs from what they believe. I'm not saying that. I'm saying that we should all be respectful of the beliefs in the world. We're all looking for guidance. I've found my inner peace and I hope you all can too. Please people, think about what I've said here. Everybody has their own Personal Jesus, their own Buddha or Ganeesh, or any other God or personal figure they rely on when they're feeling vulnerable or sad, faith is the cornerstone of existence.

So let the world believe what they want to believe, and appreciate the world around us while we have it. The end of our lives could be in 90 years, or a few hours, let your own inner peace find you without fear before you go. God is real my friends, and although you may not believe in God the all mighty, God is everywhere, and hopefully you all appreciate that. Let peace follow your footsteps in life, and let your fellow man and woman appreciate your own God and existence with you.

Come see me sometime, I'll try to show you how I See.

Good night all, hopefully I've given you something to think about. :)
-Waldon

Maybe that’s why I don’t drink Tim’s coffee anymore? That sounds plausible.  I hate it when my ears itch. It hasn’t happened in quite a while – well, a few weeks – and I think it has something to do with my lack of Tim Horton’s consumption. Maybe? It’s such a weird itch! Like, my poor Eustachian tubes must hate me or something. My auditory canal as well. I can’t even scratch them! If I use a Q-tip, I’ll bust my eardrum. WHAT WILL I DO?!

Before I get into the story of my day, I must warn you : NOTHING really happened. This is going to be short.

Okay. Big thing here. Mrs. Finlay is pregnant and due sometime in June. The poor girl went into labour this weekend and got medevac-ed out of here. She’s being replaced until further notice. I really hope she and the baby and Mr. Finlay are okay! <3

Other than that, nothing much is new. I didn’t have to tutor this afternoon, so I hung around and waited for Junior for about an hour. I didn’t mind. When he was done drama, we dropped off Sam and then he dropped me off. I ate supper then brought some fries up to Pop. Cool, eh?! I went to Nan and Pop’s to hang out for a half an hour before I had to go to Lisa’s to tutor. Poor Junior though! Their basement flooded today so he had no water (apparently). He said he couldn’t get any tea. SO! I text Mom right quick to ask him if I could take him out for one. She said yes, so after Lisa’s and going to the drugstore, I picked up Junior. We went through the Tim’s drive-thru to get some tea/coffee.

After we got the stuff, we drove around for a bit. Mind you, this was about 9 o’clock. There was NO WHERE we could park to drink our beverages. NO WHERE. Honestly. It was ridiculous. So we just drove around for about an hour. I looked at the time around 9:30 and decided to bring Junior home because I didn’t want Mom to have to stay up too late. The kids go to bed early, so I didn’t want to come in and wake them up. I dropped him off and came on back down here.

I’m proud to say that I can drive with one hand and drink coffee with the other. I’m awesome.

Oh gee, I’m sorry but I’m exhausted! I’m going to bed now. Good night !

-Bre :)

Waldon here tonight. I'm sure I've got multitudes of happy readers eagerly leaning closer to their screens to get a closer look at my life altering words. My flow and tenacity lending an unearthly feel to the writing, yes?

I'm sure. Yes. That is exactly what's happening. :P

I started off today feeling kind of ... bleh. No particular reason. I just felt gross. Not sick gross, you know? That kind of gross where you just want to sit down and vegetate. xD

I spent the morning on computer going through some random stuff. Nothing really caught my attention. Then I had an excellent dinner of caribou, town grown carrots, potatoes, and corn. It was a good dinner. :P

After dinner I took my dog for a walk. That poor guy has both of his hind legs hurt, and he finds it incredibly difficult to hold himself up for long periods of time. When he was about a year old, he was hit by a car, then my family overfed him and now he's overweight. All that weight threw out both of his hips while he was running at separate times. That dog is the most amazing dog in the world for still loving being out and around with what he has to go through. Send him your love guys, he needs it.

I came home eventually, and then I walked down to Bre's house. I love walking. I don't do nearly enough of it anymore. Although, I think I scare people when I'm walking sometimes. I swagger a little when I'm walking, I know because I walk like my dad. :P And on top of that I look angry when I'm not paying attention to what my face is doing. xD My director has the same problem. But with him it's hilarious, because he has a scar on the bridge of his nose and on his eyebrow and everything. He's just so mean looking, but he's oldest 16 year old I've ever met. xD

Then I got to Bre's house, we spent the afternoon trucking around dropping things off and whatnot. By "Trucking things around" though, you know exactly what I mean.

I mean dinosaur swashbuckling of course.

I personally boarded a rival pirates brontosaurus. The unlucky men were in my land. This was my zone, my plunder. How dare they take that? Was our flag meaningless? My trusty crew roped the enemy 'saur and claimed it as our own. Amidst the booming of the great dinosaur borne cannons, I mounted the blood frenzied T Rex I called my own, and together we attacked the enemy in our territory. The screams and shouts of our scared and battle gored enemies were as fuel to our pirating fire!

I saw him! The infamous Captain McLeeward! He was known to me, and for many years he had been infringing upon my routes, my booty. He would now be dealt with, it seemed. He too, knew this as a duel of the fates! He jumped from his great Brontosaur, and with a great shout, was struck from my sight!

I narrowed my eyes, he would never jump from his ship without a reason...

There he was again. He had a Battle Rex of his own!

I lashed the reins of my mighty Sebastion! My trusty Rex who had carried me through countless raids! We charged the dubious Captain, and what came from that fateful encounter would change the face of the world!

Great roars! A flashing of sabers! Corsairs adorning our heads, flowing jackets behind! We rushed forward! The world went silent, it seemed. Or perhaps our noise was just so incredible it drowned out the world. I could see the entirety of everything flashing before my eyes.

It was over.

As we stood amongst the slain foes of our valiant and bloody attack, the setting sun forever immortalized our figures, a site that both my crew, and the few survivors of the once famous Captain McLeeward's crew saw me and Sebastion against the glaring fire of the great eye, and will remember it. They will tell their children. And their children's children. And forward it will go, until I am legend.

Yet, never will the legend grow to be more incredible than the event. This cannot be surpassed.

It was glorious. Victory was ours, and honor will be had for all my men (and women of course.) and their progeny. This will go down in the record books as the day I lived to my true potential.

And now you too, know.