Presto Magnifico!

Well, what a week it's been. Let me summarize it:

Step 1: Get Stood Up

*Monday, 8 AM, Bus*
I like to code. This is a fact that most people know. So when I thought our coding practice was Monday, I was going to go to it. Then I talk to my friend, Harrison (You'll hear much of him in the future.) and he says that he has band that night until 4PM. So I'm thinking Hey, I'll meet up with him after coding, and we'll take the bus home.
*After school, at School*
My coding teacher can't be found. I wander the semi-smelly hallways looking for him. Semi-smelly since someone let off a fart bomb. 2o minutes later, I find him, and I'm informed that the coding practice is Tuesday. Great... but no biggy. I decide to wait the rest of the time for Harrison and do as we planned.
*4 PM*
No Harrison, but there are still people in the band room, so I wait.
*4:20 PM*
Still no Harrison. Hmm... Perhaps he's already down at the bus stop...
*4:40 PM*
Down at the bus stop, no Harrison. HE STOOD ME UP!

Step 2: Add a Dash of USAP

*3 PM, Tuesday, University of Waterloo*
So we were going to film some USAP on Tuesday. I get there at 3PM, and Amber shows about 15 minutes later. We discuss music, Valentine's day, Maja (A good kid after all) and other things, like why I have a huge tub of cinnamon hearts. Robyn arrives later, then Katie, and finally Susie. We start filming, rehearsing, and all that at 4:30 or so.
*4:30 PM*
Everyone's in costume, the camera's there, and it's all a go. Or is it? I start to smash cinnamon hearts with Susie's hammer, Katie isn't acting... period, and we're all a little nervous about acting in front of the camera.
*6:00 PM*
We have the one scene shot, on scenette done (I was the talking dog!), and Robyn has left us. Then the fun begins... However, I can not reveal what occurred then as if I did, 1. I would have a hammer coming out my nasal passage, 2. Kurt wouldn't love me, and 3. I would have another person or two on me. So I'm sorry, but you will have to put together your own ideas. And no, ORGY is not a valid idea.

Step 3: Square The Whole Thing!

*Wednesday, After school, School*
Euclid Preparation! Yes I got to do up some math after school for fun. Hey! There were free cookies! Anyway, after the whole thingy, I talk to my math teacher about something she doesn't quite get. So I explain it to her. (Yes, I really am a nerd.) Then we discuss the possibility or making a quartic formula; a formula to solve an equation like: 4x^4 + 6x^3 - 5x^2 - 7x + 12. She says that if I can make one that's simple and could be remembered, I should get some mega bonus marks. (I personally expect that she'll just go "If you can make that, then you should be able to do your homework!")
*On the Bus Ride Home*
I make the quadratic formula from scratch. Looks like I'll have my weekend cut out for me...

Step 4: Season With Some Good Old H2O

*Wednesday, 10PM, at home*
The forecast called for freezing rain through out the night, and it had already been thundering through the day. I know how the world thinks. The world thinks If that stupid Travis kid gets up at 6AM tomorrow, when he has the luxury of getting up at 8, then I'm going to make it a snow day to tick him off! Oh really? Think you're that smart, huh?
So I set my alarm for 6AM, so it will be a snow day.

Step 5: Plan, Plan, and Scheme!

*Thursday, 6AM, in bed*
"And cancellations are: All schools under the Waterloo Catholic School District School Board, all schools..."I jump out of bed, run upstairs, turn on the computer... and wait. (My computer takes a while to load.) Finally, I go to the board website to see that schools are canceled.
Now, on a completely unrelated note, I think that is fine that someone dances in their pajamas or whatever they want when finding out something really good, especially if they do so in their own home. I don't think that it should make them feel less masculine, or feminine, but should make them feel fine. Thus, laughter from one's parents, or little sister, is never appreciated. Thank you for your attention.
Then I send out an e-mail to spread the good news. Hallelujah!

Step 6: Make Container, and Stir

*Thursday, 9AM, Walking To Harrison's House*
Someone singing "It's a great day, What can I say?; I wouldn't have it, Any other way!" should not freak out old ladies. And I have a good singing voice! People have told me this! And I didn't pay them either!
*Thursday, 9:45 AM, Green Patch*
Anyway, I start to make a fort with Harrison. It's huge. Huge as in "This will easily fit us" huge. Huge as in "We could get a sofa in here" huge. And so we build, and we talk. Contrary to popular belief, guys do not solely talk about girls, sex, cars, or any combination there of. In fact, we never even mentioned the last two, and girls only stayed to two people (Who shall remain nameless.) I think we mainly talked about video games, what the summer will be like, and about how on Earth we were going to make the fort.

Step 7: Sing While Your Cake Bakes

*Thursday, 1PM, Harrison's house*
Harrison and I both enjoy video games. He plays music. So when he's bored, he plays the music from video games. Now his sister, well, she isn't a big video game fan. I don't think she's played a video game at all. So after twenty minutes of listening to Harrison play, she walks in and asks me "Is he annoying you?" "No..." She's a little taken aback by this (I guess she thought that she could use me in her fight) and says "He's classically trained, and he's playing Nintendo music!" and then goes away.
A word to the wise: Never get video game companies mixed-up around him. You see, he was also playing Sega music (some Sonic stuff). So he has to go and correct his sister, which just gets her more upset. I hope that she learns from her mistake!!!

Step 8: Check The Cake Often While It Bakes!

*Thursday, 7PM, at home*
Never, I repeat NEVER take anything for granted, or imply that you do. Especially if it's a person. "May you never take single breath for granted" is what is written in the song Dance. (Great song by the way). I how that people will learn this, because you can't take a single thing for granted, because one day it may not be there. And who knows where you'd be then.

Step 9: Turn Up The Heat!

*Friday, Noon, Home*
...On my sister's forehead. So she has a fever, and (I guess you can go "Aww..." if you really wish...) she wants to cuddle with me when she's sick. So I sit down on the couch, she grabs a pillow and puts in on my lap, and lies down.
*Half an Hour Later*
She's asleep. And I'm hungry. And my leg's asleep. And I'm hungry. And I'm really overheating. So since the only thing that matters is that I'm hungry, and slip out from under the pillow, and get something to eat.

Step 10: Counting Flowers On The Wall While Waiting

*Friday, 9PM, Home*
Old songs rock. I remember one song I would hear every few weeks a couple years back; "Counting Flowers On The Wall". Good song. It's about someone explaining what they do when they're bored.
"Counting flowers on the wall that don't bother me at all, playing solitaire till dawn with a deck of 51, smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo, so don't tell me I've nothing to do."
So that was a great song to find again. Good tune.

Step 11: Eat!

*Friday, 11PM, in Bed*
Full circle. Sort of anyway. This week taught me a lot, much of which is on a more personal level. I've learnt how much meaning can be in the littlest thing, and how little meaning can be in the biggest thing. I've learnt that relationships will change, people will change, and situations will change. Next year will come, and I'll be in University, a little wiser, older, and more mature. And possibly richer or poorer.
The seasons will change, the years will come and go, but some things will stand the test of time. Others won't though, and that's fine. You have to take the good with the bad, and accept it as it comes. There will always be tomorrow. There will always be another twist in the road, another bend, but don't give up. You're never truly alone in this world.