And that's why I have a best friend

I haven't seen my best friend, Trevor Ward, since Sunday. It isn't just that we haven't seen each other, it's that our communication has become limited to two phone calls. Now I am sure that I sound like a clingy guy, but you have to understand. Trevor and I have seen each other almost every day for the entire school year and if we didn't see each other we were texting or talking on the phone.
I really feel weird without him here. I stopped shaving my face. I have not gone to bed before midnight, even if I had work at 6:30 in the morning like today. I started to take showers at night instead of in the morning (I actually have no idea if that means anything, but I bet it does).

You know that's right. He's Gus, obviously.

Trevor and I think the same things. Right now I have no go to evening plans. I don't have someone to spew my Space Center mission ideas at. I can't even enjoy good food. I have gained five-ish pounds in the past three days. I smell bad. I don't do laundry.
Goodness I sound pathetic. But I don't care. I don't think I have even actively pursued coming in contact with a person of my age all week.
On the upside I have made over two hundred dollars in the past three days, which totally rocks.








I really need to do some laundry. Seriously.

Answers

So I saw that someone had taken a survey. I think I might do the same. But I don't think I will let you read the questions. It might be interesting. I might not actually post this. Here we go.

I attacked a piece of ice with my forehead. First one ever.

I don't think I did do anything. It was not a rememberable one, even though it usually is for people.

I'm pretty excited for the break, but I am not happy because tomorrow is going to last forever.

I went to temple square. I really enjoyed it, even if my phone died while I was reading the statistics of the LDS church.

With my grades I did marginal. With the ladies? Well, ask them (all of them).

My mother bought this one and one with Boba Fett on it. She just gave them to me. So sick.

I see Trevor way too much. I am kind of sick of that dork head.

Too much. Too much money spent.

I want to be the same age as when I first kiss my wife. In other words, I don't care.

Sebenteen. Pretty uneventful.

Laurie, but I don't see what this has to do with me. Some people.

I can tell you this, I did not get enough sleep.

I think it was obvious with my last answer. Come on.

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief always does it for me. Particularly the final verse. I love that song so much.

Punching things. For example, the other day I was mad so I just punched everything. I tweaked my wrist. I really think I could do something more productive, but it works.

Well, she has to be a girl.

Zombie apocalypse.

I didn't have it. I did eat breakfast food for linner. Egg, turkey, cheese on an English muffin.

Well yeah, but some would say it is irrelevant. Actually, I am kind of in this situation now.

Man of Steel. Question: What steel have you broken?

I was told I was in Canada, but some people might question my parents' motives.

I have not.

You can stab someone with a back? I was unaware.

Assuming by "dated" you meant "been on a date with" then yes, two people. If you mean what you sounded like you meant, I don't steady date.

Atticus Finch. Mentally, of course.

Strangely enough, it was Coach Blaisdell. He is a good guy.

Just mi amigos, Trevor e Kassie.

My mom. Usually I psychically contact them previous to them needing to contact me.

Erin Hardy got the last one because she was accusing me of being too much of a guy. I'm glad I'm on that part of the scale and not near the other end.

Kass the Gassie. Whiner.

Probably Jessie Marquis. Don't worry, I said it after I told her to marry someone else.

In my heart. Just kidding, he lives down the street.

I went to hang out with my Special Needs buddy, David.

SLC Temple baby.

PGHS. Best school in the US.

In the mountains.

I am at the peak of my adolescence. That is the stupidest question you could ask me.

Quantum mechanics. I don't know, so therefore the fact has no definite state of being.

I'm pretty happy with the current state of affairs, although Abraham Lincoln's friend would be interesting to be for a bit.

I think the thought of someone making his entire living off of muffin is pretty impractical, so no.

The future? Oh, I can tell you about the future."

Put two kids in the woods for long enough and either only one comes out or they come out with the same mind.

Apparently the quizzes were all the rave.

Because I needed one that was normal. I would've preferred Stormageddan.

Are you sure I am doing it?

I want to convey thoughts perfectly.

Maybe my shirt I wore in the second grade for photo day.

Stupidest question ever. A jetpack that runs off of oxygen or CO2. Idiots.

Every single one of them.

I usually move if I am trying to run. Impractical.

If I wasn't there wouldn't be much I could do anyway.

To read the questions go here.

Samwise Gamgee

Have you ever titled something with the intentions of writing basically anything but what the title implies? I have just done so.

Today I got home from school planning on finishing my math and English assignments and then going to see a cool kid open his mission call across the street. Eureka took mind and I would achieve almost everything but that. I ate two breakfast sandwiches and watched two episodes of what is beginning to be one of my favorite shows. As I started the third episode, I promptly fell asleep. I am really good at not doing homework. It takes a lot of work for a person to get this far in their education and still maintain a serious lack of homework done.

Another thing. Tuesday my ratio of sleep to awake was 1:5. It ain't very fun. Don't try it. Take my word for it. Yesterday I was running of a total of nine hours from the last two nights combined. Seriously I must be doing something wrong.

In less than twenty-four hours my entire life will be about 9! times simpler. Maybe even 10! times. I really hate school. I don't think they really care about us. I love people though. Thanks for reading my blog. I appreciate the support and feedback I get. Maybe someday someone will give me money to do this.

Stay Up Late Writing

A stupid paper about a stupid lie for a stupid class that has a stupid teacher and then have the stupid printer break. Then you might feel the way I feel right now. I guess those other three assignments would've been worth tackling before the stupid five page paper. Stupid.

Plagiarism?

I steal stuff from my blog in order to write papers for English. I feel it is dishonest somehow. I don't really care, though.

Psych!

Good memory:
"Hey, Brock, guess what show is on tonight."
"What?"
"The Office."
"Really?"
"Psych!"
The last line was the real show that was going to happen. It has been a long week. I haven't had a free weekend since August. So am I going to go hang out with my friends and have fun? Nope. My friends are all busy.
Tomorrow I am going to a class to learn about the Space Center and how to write missions for it. So stoked. Nate Church and I are doubling next week. So stoked. Psych is on Wednesday. So stoked. iOS 5 comes out on Wednesday. So stoked. I have a test on Tuesday. Not so stoked.
I am really tired. It is because of the crappy weather. Dang you, weather.

Story Time!

I haven't posted for a while and I have too much to do to write a whole post, so I just found a story I wrote. Here you go:

How The Brothers Eluded Death

By Wyatt Duclos

Once there were three brothers, Roose, Hagson and Rubius. They were the best of friends and loved each other very much. They and their mother, Belle, lived in a small cottage on the coast of England. The mother was very kind to everyone she met, and put her own needs behind the needs of others. This caused her to become very ill. She would soon die.

Her oldest son, Roose, was very worried. There was absolutely no way to delay his mothers death. So he thought and thought. He finally realized the only way was to stop Death from taking his mother. He told his brothers this idea. He decided to travel to a far away land to The Cave Of Death. This cave was full of the worst ways to die, a different death for each cavern. But at the back of the cavern, lived Death himself. So Roose entered the first cavern. The large cavern held a giant. Roose, knowing that giants were very stupid, let his guard down. But as soon as he stepped into the cavern, large, hairy tarantulas swarmed him. He was paralyzed. Death, sensing his presence was needed, went to Roose. Now what most people do not know is that before Death takes a life, he asks their final request. If the request is a good cause, Death fulfills it. But if it is selfish, he makes them die a slow, terrible death. So, he ask Roose his final request. Roose replied that he wanted to become the master of Death. Death found this a selfish reason and had the spiders slowly eat him, one of the worst deaths Death had inflicted.

After waiting weeks for his brother’s return, he finally guessed the truth. So, Hagson being the eldest, started devising a plan. Since going to Death did not work, he thought he should bring Death to him. He would pretend to have a heart attack then capture Death. Hagson plopped down in a chair and did not move at all, having his brother, Rubius, fetch him junk food. So after  a week of doing nothing and eating junk food, he decided it was time. With all the acting ability he could muster, he faked a heart attack. Death soon walked in Hagson’s room, prepared to take a life. Death asked Hagson his final request. Hagson leaped up and said he wanted to capture Death. Hagson then grabbed Death’s arm. But wherever Hagson touched Death, his skin errupted in flames. The flames spread and Hagson was finally consumed by the fire.

Upon walking into the room where his brother’s charred remains laid, Rubius decided it was up to him. He waited for Death to approach his mother’s bedside. When Death did, Rubius then spoke.

Said he, “Please do not take her life. She is a selfless, kind person. She still has good to do in this world. Leave her, but instead take me. You took my brothers, whom I cannot live without. would, please do this. It is the only way my family can finally be happy.”

WIthout hesitation Death raised his scythe. Immediately Belle started into a coughing fit. Gradually it got better. Rubius looked away and when he looked back, a beautiful young lady sat before him. Then Death turned to him. Rubius closed his eyes. It didn’t matter if it was here or wherever you go when you die, if Rubius was with his brothers, Death could not prevail.