Waldon here on a Friday night
Where couplets are the way to do things right.

I'm thinking of ways to entertain
Perhaps says I, they will appreciate humorous refrain!

My morning was slow,
It was spent to and fro.

From Bre's to the school,
Math first, O how cruel!

Follow then by a beloved class; Art!
Thinks I as I doodle a bird, this is quite SMRT! ( xD )

Recess went fast... But when does not it ever
Seem to last far short of forever!

History was third, the library was ours.
So to the internet we went where it thralled with unearthly powers!

Lunch came round eventually,
Where I read a bunch of words. (Confidentially!)

Music was fourth where we listened to traditional,
Mais oui, it was a feast of the most compositional!

English, which I think is always a blast,
(Where we sit and read!) was last.

I made my way home running short of time,
Missing my interview for funding would leave me short to a dime!

Supper came and went, and I say;
Greasy pizza is something for which I gladly pay.

The evening rolled around
with a shuttering jolt I realize I can still see the ground!

The light isn't gone by four o clock!
Now, we're far up north, so don't you mock.

Bre came over for just a gander,
so I talked and carried on with gleeful candor.

Evening drew to a close,
and I started preparing my prose.

I ran out of time, you see,
For morning was already on top of me!

I notice now that it's nearly two AM,
This will be playing bio-rhythmical mayhem.

Maybe this was technically a day late,
or maybe it will just make you appreciate,

All these bad rhymes that I perpetrate,
As I spew forth prose that was used solely as a surrogate.

Actually writing this blog would have been tedious,
so instead I'm making you be the sucker for reading this!

-Waldon

Waldon here, and if you don't know the title, hang your head in pop culture shame. :P I've got a headache tonight, so I'll see how far I can get with this, sorry if it's not very long.

This morning was a Delayed Opening, so I got to go down to Bre's house for a little while. That was fun. :) After that we went on to classes. I had Art Class first thing in the morning and I think that's my favorite way to start the day. I worked on a sketch I started last night of a fairy/pixie thing, and I think it's come out rather well.

After Art, I had World History where we discussed 0ur research papers that are due at the end of May and watched a little bit more of the movie about the life of Gandhi. He was an amazing man, but I've already talked about him in one of my previous posts, so I won't delve into that again, as much as I'd like to. :P

Then, because it was a Delayed Opening day, we went straight on into third period, which just so happened to be Music. Music is another of my good courses this year. I play Tenor Sax in the band segment and my own Harmonica when I get the chance. We were playing Band all class, but near the end I was losing air out of the Sax from somewhere and I wasn't getting much noise. I think it may be an air flow problem from my mouthing maybe? :S I hope I haven't broken a valve or something. That would suck.

Next was lunch. Lunch is great, Bre and I always go to the Math Help Centre. Today I was debating the equal importance of English as a course as Math with Sam. Sure, Math is the "Universal Language", but you really can't SAY anything with it. It's important, yes. I'm not denying that. Losing your mathematical skills is stupid, they're the fundamentals for everything involving science and engineering. But the course itself and having an understanding of the language we speak is just as important. The course inspires critical thinking and improves your grammar and eloquence. Which are things that can easily help you in communication with everybody else and in the workplace. Don't undervalue that. You can understand as much theory as you want. But if you're a jerk because you talk like your opinion is better than somebody's without trying, nobody cares if you can find 'x' a billion different ways. :P

After lunch I had English class, oddly enough, and I spent the period doodling while listening to our reading of "Catcher In The Rye". That was over soon enough. xD

Last it was Nutrition class. Where all the jerks in school go to get an easy credit and some food. I really dislike my class. My old Nutrition class was GREAT. I loved it. But this class makes me want to punch people. Let's not talk about that class overmuch.

After school I had to go to a meeting with two of the young girls that are going to be in the children's dance show with myself and a member of my troupe as entertainment between the dances. Because admit it, if it's not your kid on stage, those dances are... mediocre. Now, if that's YOUR kid on stage, that show was better than anything you've ever seen before. No. You're not biased. ;)

Bre decided not to get a ride home with me today, so it was a lonely ride home. I HATE driving home alone. There's really no rational reasoning behind it, but there you go. It depresses me. I don't mind going home alone if I've dropped somebody off, or if I'm leaving somebody's house or whatever. But if I've just gone from point A to point B without seeing anybody? Like, going to the gym or driving to the store? Nah. That makes me sad. I don't like that at all. xD

Now, oddly, I don't mind it at all if I'm walking or biking. But if I'm driving a truck or a car? After I get to my destination, I'm ready to just curl up in a corner somewhere. :P

So, after my drive home I ate supper and sat down. There I remained for the rest of the night. I've been playing games all night and haven't done much else, sadly. Gunner didn't even want to go for a walk, and I can't blame him: His legs are hurting him. :(

And so I'm done. I suppose I did okay with this blog?
Good night everybody!
-Waldon

Waldon here, and I'm unhappily announcing that the 600 word long post I had JUST feverishly typed for this is no longer here. I'm very aggravated about this unsatisfactory outcome.

I'm absolutely exhausted, so I don't think I have the energy to retype it all, so I'll just say quickly that I had an absolutely wonderful night with Bre, Sandra, Robyn and Sam. We all hung out and played games and ate all night. Bre brought an absolutely heavenly Hash Brown Casserole, Sandra brought Onigiri, and Robyn brought cookies. (I procured about a bajillion animal crackers :P)

So, I hope this post doesn't end up disappointing too many people, and my most sincere apologies for this, but I have to go to bed. >.< Hopefully I'll get to do a post soon to make up for this.

Good night everybody! :D
-Waldon

(I'm so sorry about this post Bre, I tried to make it worthwhile!)

Waldon here and I'm posting again tonight to atone for my hardly-blogged-at-all-yesterday sins. :P Today has been distinctly uneventful. I drove to Bre's this morning to pick her up. Drove to school. Went to class. Fun. xD

First period today I had Math class where I was working on some review questions that our teacher gave us the last day. I have a double math class, so I ended up missing the first of the two periods because I had it yesterday afternoon. I finished a good portion of the review before the end of the class.

Second period was really fun. It was art class. I absolutely love art class. I'm working at my mixed media art project on computer, so I can't work on it in class, but that gives me more time to work on my own stuff in class. Most of my stuff is crap, but I enjoy it anyway. :P So since we weren't really doing much, Ms Edmunds turned on the new Star Trek movie and we watched that for most of the period. It is an amazing movie.

Next was recess. I don't like recess much. It's not long enough to really relax, but just long enough to make me not want to go to class. It's an unfortunate occurrence. :P

After recess was World History. We watched a documentary on the life of Gandhi. He was absolutely astounding man. Inspiring, even today. Fighting is what he believed in, but he would never raise his fist to hurt his fellow man. He fought oppression without ever resorting to violence, and he won. It takes a truly remarkable person to emancipate an entire country from British rule without violence. He believed in peace and justice where it's due, and he achieved it. He swept across Africa and India with change in his wake. A true spiritual messiah of his time.

Then it was lunch time, Bre and I went to the math help centre and hung out with Sandra and Robyn. I think we'll all be hanging out this weekend! :D I can't wait. :)

After that I had music class. It was the second day of presentations where we had to perform a musical piece in the theatre adjacent to our school. Yesterday I performed my work on harmonica. I played the Star Wars Imperial March. Yeah, I'm a nerd. And I love it. It was fun, I love performing things. Music is one of the beautiful things in life, I think spreading beauty is what people were meant to do. It doesn't have to be some long lasting work of art. Beauty can be singing with your friends when you're in high spirits, it could be painting when you're feeling sad, or walking down a nearly unused trail and leaving something behind that will show the world you were there for the better. It could be drawing, writing, singing, dancing, knitting, sewing, even just helping somebody relax or carrying their groceries. Beauty is everywhere and in everyone, regardless of if you think you have it or not. Just being alive makes you beautiful.

Last period today, I had english class. I spent all class doing a sketch because we had a reading class for a book I had already read. "The Catcher in the Rye". I'm really not a fan of the book, it's all complaining. That sounds very hypocritical coming from me on here, but I'm not that bad in reality. I use the blog to vent, and hopefully people don't see me as how I portray myself with my rantings on here.

After school, we had a rehearsal for my troupe that we never actually got a chance to finish. We were kicked out at around 4 40. Bre had already gotten a ride home, so I went home alone today.

Then I had supper, and started on that sketch again. It's a pretty good sketch if I do say so myself. :P I didn't use any references for it, so it's probably pretty skewed, but I think it's nice. I'm going to show Bre tomorrow, because she never got a chance to see it today. :P

Now, I think I'm going to go to bed. Although, here's a throwout for you nerds out there...

KHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN!

Good night!
-Waldon

Waldon here. I'm so sorry! It's been a few days since I last posted, for which there IS a reason, but I don't feel the need to get into it. The title stems from a fear of mine. One which, if you're a reasonable person, you should share. How would we know? It's not like we've seen the depths of our own bodies. Or at least, only a very few of the lucky ones have.

How. Would. We. Know?

Anyways. I'll get on topic now, I suppose. This weekend has been an odd one for me. I got called three separate occasions by three completely unrelated people to help them out of some incident involving immobility from their automobile of choice. Once for my friend on a skidoo who ended up getting passing people give him a hand AFTER I had left the house, once for a friend stuck in a snowbank in a driveway, and three guys who were having a battery problem that didn't end up being resolved until one of their father's showed up and did some crazy black magic in the car. I wish I knew what he did. I've been curious about it all weekend.

Okay, so my dog just did something that I'm sure other dog owners have experienced before that completely baffled me: He was up scratching at my door to my room, and wanted to be let out. So, it being the rational thing to do, I got up and opened the door for him. He jumped up, quite excited and happy and ran out the door... Where he then sat down immediately and lay down to sleep. He may have proceeded about 3 feet in total? The room temperature was no different, the carpet feels the same. I just don't understand what possessed him to NEED to move that 3 feet to the east. :P

So, yesterday morning I was at a theatre practice. We needed some chairs for props. So I got up and went to our library to pick up a few. That's where all the spare chairs are. I bent over, bent my knees, grabbed the chairs (A stack of 4) and starting standing straight up. I then had this horrible twitch. The chairs came up really hard, and hit me right behind my left ear, my god that hurt. There's still a small bump there, but hopefully it'll be gone by tomorrow morning. It doesn't hurt or anything now though, so I'm good.

I spent this evening with Bre. We were going to have an Earth hour get together tonight since she had to work last night and couldn't participate in the hour with the rest of town, but I couldn't get a hold of Sandra and Robyn, so I guess we'll do it some other time hopefully. :)

Bre isn't feeling too well tonight, I don't think. She's really tired. I hope she's feeling well soon. :( I'll take a page out of her book and give her a big ol' <3 ! That's right. I just used a <3 as well.

It's the beginning of the end, people. I used a <3.

In all seriousness, please feel better soon Bre. :)

So, I guess I'm done for the night. Good night everybody!
-Waldon

Waldon here, and you may have guessed it, but GASP, I'm stomach sick. :P So I doubt I'll be able to write too much, but I guess I can give you a quick recap of my day.

This morning was kind of hectic for me, my truck wouldn't start again so I had to get the booster out and get the battery going again. That sucked, and nearly made me late to get to Bre's house. We were almost late. >.<

Then at school, I had pretty much all day slack classes. So I read a goodly portion of Return of The King. Excellent read. Anybody who hasn't read it, should.

Oh, also, we got some confirmation about some notes about our Grad stuff. Because of said notes, I've verified that I can't take more than 2 other people to the Grad Supper. Mom isn't willing to leave my Grandmother and Aunt alone, and Dad doesn't care about my graduating in the slightest, so I'm now effectively alone for the Grad Supper. Guess what? I'm now alone for every single part of grad. Yay me. I managed to ruin the single most important event of my school career that I've been leading up to for 13 years! : D

I spent lunch at the Math Help Centre with Bre, Sandra and Robyn. Sam too, but he was kind of off on his own, listening to some PodCasts. He LOVES his new iPod, from what I can tell. :P The wonderful people of the Centre managed to cheer me up a little. I wish I could just take a pill and sleep for the next 4 months or something. I'd drop out if I could. I don't want to be in school anymore. It just doesn't interest me. I liked working full time. I LIKED having a job. I'd do that happily for a very long time.

After school, Bre came over, and we hung out for 2 hours. Then, after supper, she came over again for a little while. Repeat afternoon's activities. No joke, I think we can sit around talking for hours a time. She's just amazing like that. Thank you for cheering me up today Bre. :)

I finished watching another Clint Eastwood movie a little while ago, and I've rekindled my love of Westerns. They're the only movies that I can watch without getting bored. Dad and I used to watch Westerns together all the time when I was younger. I don't think I've watched a movie with him in almost a decade now. Or mom, for that matter. That's kind of disappointing.

Now, I need to go do some stuff to settle my stomach. I'm weird like that. Situps help, I swear to god they do. :P Maybe I'm like my great great uncle. He got physically sick when he took a break from working. xD

Good night all! : D
-Waldon