I'm the same

So I didn't blog for 19 days. Longest gap I've had in a long while. But be grateful Juan Pablo, because a lot of what happened in the last 19 days was a lot like this crap. I don't like a lot of those blog posts because:
A) They're annoying and vague.
B) They show me at my weakest.
C) Who wants to read that crap?

Thanks to my lack of ambition, a side affect of senioritis, you don't have to read those posts I could have written.
Here are the last 19 days summed up in nineteen words:
California
Disneyland
Girl Relapse
Eagle Court of Honor
Senioritis
Lack of Ambition
Confusion
Done with high school
No money

That's all you need to know. Here are some thoughts that I have had lately:

• Ferris Bueller's Day Off is a completely different movie when you are a month away from graduation.
• I am really popular. I don't know what happened. Suddenly, I am not that nerd everyone thinks is weird. I am that weird nerd that everyone wonders how someone like me got so popular.
• Clark Kent would be a lot like me. You know what I mean? I mean, really. To totally dissuade anyone who might think he is Superman, he would be a total nerd who isn't into much physical activity.
• I am so done with high school. My new favorite line from Ferris Bueller's Day Off is, "It's a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school." I mean, really, give me one thing that I need to learn in the next month that I haven't learned some time in the last thirteen years. High school really is childish and stupid.
• I have eighty five more days in my home. Pleasant Grove and I are parting ways, maybe (probably not) for good. Okay, I don't have a girlfriend. I won't have a girlfriend before my mission. But I have PG. This town has given me everything. I'm telling you, there is no where in the world that can compare to Pleasant Grove. She is my first love. 
• Sometimes I can think for a little bit what I want to do with my life, but it only sticks around for a couple days, maximum. A couple serious considerations: secret agent, writer, journalist, director, movie writer, neurological scientist, brain surgeon, chef, restaurant owner, psychologist, life counselor (I don't know what that would be, exactly, I'm just good at advice), astronaut. I have no idea. I just wish it would be simpler. Freaking heck. 
• My wife>>>>>>>. (And I never do the greater than thing, so that proves how true that is).
• Man of Steel is going to be one of the best movies ever made. I am going to promise you that right now. And if it's rated 'R,' I may have one of the biggest life decisions ever to make: whether or not I see it.
• I seemed to have lost my lactose intolerance. But at the same time, I got allergies. That is pretty weird.
• I am so ready to be going to Italy. I won't be sad leaving. I'm ready to just move on. But driving on the freeway between the MTC and the airport past the only place ever to be my home will be the hardest part. I'll probably cry.

That was April for me. Sorry I never posted. It's not that I'm not good at it, typically. 

85 days.

Fifty

Fifty guys at Pleasant Grove High School have their mission calls.

That's just an awesome update for y'all. Today I had mission prep class for the first time since I got my call. I do not care what anyone else in the world says, the Grovecreek 7th ward mission prep class taught by Bishop Andy Busby is the best class ever to exist. Basically we have the most spiritual mission related discussions for an hour. You have no idea. If you ever think that I will be a good missionary, it's because of that class. I seriously would rather go to that class for 7 hours than school. It has changed my life. If you are in my ward (whether you're planning on serving or not) you should go. It will soon be every week because that is how awesome it is. Aaaaaaaaah. Be jealous.

Also, four months from now, I will be in the MTC.

Astigmatism

I need glasses. Have needed them since 7th grade. My problem is I have astigmatism in my eyes. I almost always have my glasses on if my eyes are open. I just barely realized the correlation with my eye problems and one of my favorite hobbies: cinematography. You see, astigmatism is caused by the clear part of my eye being oval shaped, causing multiple focal points and making light come in weird. Look at this:

Now you're probably thinking This is dumb. Fair enough. But read this: Because of my astigmatism, I can only see about a foot in front of me clearly, no more and no less. My favorite part of filming is the focus feature, which is pretty similar. You can be focused too close and it will be blurry and you can be focused too far away and it will be blurry, kind of like my eyes. Basically what I am saying is that I have cameras for eyes, so it's no wonder I have a natural eye for camera work. 

Wow. That was a lot of build up for almost nothing. That's what you get from a sleep deprived, stressed-from-the-end-of-the-term, just napped on a Friday afternoon Wyatt Duclos.

For suffering through that, here is a special gift.

Stay classy, my friends.

The list

A few days ago I was struggling when it came to my mission call. After all, my best friend is going to freaking Barcelona. Not much compares to that in awesomeness. So I really didn't want to go to a few places. I prayed for help and was inspired to write the list. The list is a list of movies that would fit with any state or country where I could get called. That's 127 movies. And even though I haven't seen all of them, it really made me excited to go anywhere on my mission. Oh and I am not suggesting you use this, just know that I think it's pretty great (but that could be just me). So, without further ado, the list:

Could be a pop culture thing

If you have ever seen Back to the Future, you may know that Doc Brown's preferred time period is the wild west. Well, coincidentally, that is mine, too. If I had to pick any time period to live in, that would be it. I like guns and not having to shave and riding horses and just the overall feel of the wild west.

Flash back. Not wild west back, just summer back. I went on the Trek. People learn a lot about themselves on such journeys, like their physical limits, their strengths. I only learned one thing.  I learned that I would look so good in the wild west. I mean look at this:

I look so good.

Kolipoki

I watched The Other Side of Heaven today.



Because I submitted my mission papers to the Church office building in Salt Lake.





I'M GOING ON A MISSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now is the long wait.

Missionary Month

So my ward is doing missionary month. We have three weeks of three different challenges, but I am just doing all three challenges all three weeks. One of the challenges is to stop using social networking sites, and I think blogger counts for that. However, missionaries can write home once a week via email and that is usually on Preparation Day, which is typically Monday, so I am writing a letter on P-Day via my blog.

Hey everyone!

Life has been great. I haven't written on here in a while, but that's just because I am lazy. Oh and missionary month. Anyway, I am having a great time with missionary month. I haven't watched TV and I've only listened to church approved music and I haven't networked socially for five days, and will continue in a like manner for another 16. It really has increased the amount of the spirit's influence on my life.

I am so grateful for the gospel. I wish I could write everything that has happened that has strengthened my testimony in just the last two weeks, but I can't because I only have a half hour (the amount of time you can be logged into LDS mail). 

We can go for just today, if you'd like. Today I started out with a great lesson in seminary. It is so good to just enjoy the influence of the spirit while messing around with a bunch of other kids while learning the gospel. Then, when my friend got stuck in the snow, one of the biggest spiritual giants I know, Brother Joel Wright, came and pulled her out. He didn't even wait for me to ask, he just did. Then when he left, he didn't wait for a thanks. He just did what he knew was right then kept traveling on.

Lately I have felt at a spiritual decline, but the past two weeks have been so great. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and beyond that, I am a firm believer of Christ's gospel. I am so grateful for the atonement that gives me a reason to hope. 

I am going on a mission and really, I can't wait. 

I can't wait to leave everything I've ever known behind. 

I can't wait to move out of the only house I've ever lived in. 

I can't wait to go to a foreign home and feel out of place but then make it my home. 

I can't wait to work and walk until my feet are sore and my skin is sunburned. 

I can't wait to be free from the stresses of school and girls and family and media to take on a stress of eternal significance: bringing others to Christ. 

I can't wait to be yelled at, mocked, spit upon, threatened, and rejected. 

I can't wait because this gospel is true and what else would matter? 

Where I am when I am a missionary is where the Lord wants me. I will be a true, complete, full-time missionary. I want to lose my life in the service of God (I don't mean I want to die, just that I want to forget myself). The gospel is true. I am called of God to be a representative of His son, our Savior and Redeemer, Jesus Christ to preach His gospel to the world. To be hated and loved by those I serve with all my heart. To be a beacon of truth and a guide to eternal, real, almost tangibly full happiness.

And I can't wait.

Gosh

I just had a crazy night. It all started at 5:00 when my friend, Cora Owens, took me on a date. We went to Taco Amigo then went to see The Hobbit. When we got back to the car and she turned on the radio, we heard the words, "PG" and "Triple overtime." All thoughts of the beautifully written and emotionally moving film I had just seen left my brain. Pleasant Grove played against Lehi High School last night and won in quadruple overtime 109-107. I listened to the rest of the game and then called Trevor who was there. We talked a bit and it was great. Awesome job, Vikings.

But that was just the beginning. 

After I hung up the phone with Trevor, I get a text from my good friend and Pleasant Grove Sports Network's play-by-play commentator, David Brinkerhoff. It read, "Hey so Jeremiah Jensen from KSL wants us to edit the film for him.  Want to come to Russ' room and help us edit? Plus you can turn Kurt's music off." In my defense, Kurt's music is about as tasteful as this.

I was in my underwear watching Saved By the Bell when I got offered the chance to edit something that would actually go on television. I am not going to lie in saying that that is one of the coolest things that has ever been offered to me.

The only problem is that it was already 11:00 and I was planning on going to bed soon. Of course within minutes I was fully clothed and at my mother's bedside begging for her approval. She said yes as long as I updated her on how long I would be (I figured it would be two hours, tops).

After making a quick Wendy's run, we started into the work of editing the footage for a highlight reel. 

Five and a half hours I worked. 

From 11:30 PM to 5:00 AM I edited, searching through over an two hours of footage and separate footage for a total highlight reel time of 3 minutes. And right now, I am finally editing my masterpiece. 

This is my biggest break in the field of editing. Forget that Wednesday the school played the copy of Ferris Bueller's Day Off that I edited, this actually will have my name attached. I am going to make it big. Just watch.

Yeah you know

I am sitting here, watching Star Wars: Return of the Jedi, drinking Shirley Temples and eating buffalo chicken bites and I realize I love being single. I love it so much. Only one girl appreciates Star Wars, mixology, and buffalo chicken as much as me and she is going to be mine forever, so I am fine waiting a little bit. Just realize I am living the life.

I'm smarter than I thought

I thought I sucked at Calculus. I was doing bad compared to the other students. But I ended up averaging at a B- and getting a 3 on the test. Then I found out that I am not too bad because I wasn't in a lab class. Apparently, a lot of people say they could not get through Calculus without their Calculus lab. I am just smart, I guess.

Love

Now I know what you're thinking: Wyatt is the worst and he is always talking about who he loves and doesn't love him back. Well...

http://youtu.be/8l4r10MOH70?t=1m33s

I don't know how that would help me, but the point is, I am not in love with a girl. Or a person at all. I'm not gay. I just want to live in Norway. Really, I am in love with this:

That is where I want to live once I am rich. Seriously. Lake Strynsvatn next to Hjelle, Norway. I will live there with my wife after I become rich. Because seriously, I am in love. And I am not taking no for an answer.

Bond, James Bond. Actually Wyatt Duclos, but you know.

I have really started to like an album lately. Now I know that typically my musical interests are not like this, but I did come from rock-and-roll as my roots. I am mostly pretty calm with my musical choices, but I can't help myself with some good rock. One of my favorite bands just released an album this year called The 2nd Law. Holy crap I dare you to listen to it without feeling like you are watching a film with the lead role being 007. Just listen to this:



That guitar is just...so Bond-esc.

Also, I got a new suit. It looks so hot. You will have a hard time looking without wanting to kiss me. Even if you are a guy. Maybe not. Don't turn gay for me. I would not support that. Stay straight, my friends.
I'll post a picture of me in the suit soon. I need to get dressed to go to my cousin's baptism then I will take a picture. Yeah.

Celebrity Crush

I don't usually have these. But gosh dang it, I just like her too much. And I have hardly even seen her. See, this actress is the next companion in the television show Doctor Who. Her name is Jenna-Louise Coleman. It may be her good looks, it may be her British accent. It may even be the fact that she has a name closely fitting Jean Louise Finch. Regardless, she has got a good sized chunk of my heart. Check her out:

She's just adorable.

I mean, look at her. I would bake with her any day.

The best gift.

So I have been going through a lot internally. I could explain, but I already did in a letter. You'll understand why when you read the letter, but for the moment just know I was feeling like I needed one person: my brother, Brock. He was the only one I could talk to. But because he had a bunch of mission stuff on the Monday before Christmas (Christmas Eve) when his P-Day usually is, he told us he couldn't email. But I didn't care. On Saturday I just needed to vent my emotions to my best friend. So I did. I even put the subject of the email as, "I know we'll talk before you read this." So here is my letter, unedited and completely and totally personal. Please know I put this here only so you know how powerful the results were.

My Best Bud-

I just need to talk to you. I really miss you right now. I always miss you, but where you would be Trevor or someone else takes your place, but there are some places where only you fit. Like right now. It's Christmas time. Everyone has their family. I mean everyone. Trevor has his family. Bob has his. Nick has his. Nicole Tucker (who I am best friends with) has hers. The Popes and Pixtons and Haws' have theres. And to some extent Mom and Dad have their own thing happening, just the two of them. That's why you are so important. Because you are me plus two years. When the married people started talking about pregnancy, we went to play pool. When everyone had their family Christmas parties, we watched Jingle All the Way together (which I watched last night, alone). You are the one that keeps me from not being alone. And a Christmas like I'm reminiscing about may never happen again. This my last Christmas home and if I had one hesitation about not going on a mission ASAP, it would be wanting to spend one more Christmas with you while we are both wife-free. I need you. I love you. You are my best friend, better than all 6.9 billion other people. I'm glad I followed you, even though it felt sometimes like I was in your shadow. You are awesome. I love you. Merry Christmas. Just know that no one misses you more than me. I guarantee. Because no one else needs you with them more than me. 

-Your Best Bud

Tomorrow is Christmas. We are going to talk on the phone. I knew what was going to happen. But Saturday night I prayed. I really prayed. I asked Heavenly Father for a confirmation. See, I could leave before Brock gets back. I have always felt like an afterthought in his weekly emails. I needed to talk to him when it was just us. All I wanted was one, meaningful exchange with him before I left on my mission. That is what I prayed for; that was what I wanted. And I got it. Heavenly Father is the best at giving and, boy, is he the best at surprising us. After pulling an all-nighter with my friends, I woke up after a two hour nap to the best Christmas gift ever. What was it, you ask? Well here it is.

Hey mate, 

Turns out we got to do email today but we don't have a lot of time. You get the privilege of receiving my only email of the day!!

You know what helped me this Christmas? Elder Holland has an article in the Ensign (or New Era, I read it in the Liahona) that talks about his first Christmas away from home. It was when he was a new missionary, training a newer missionary and opening a new area. They spent the whole day the whole week actually, knocking on doors without anyone listening to them (as great as the mission is, those days happen and they are rough). But he said that was the first Christmas that he really focused on what it meant instead of focusing on just enjoying it. There is a lot of wisdom in his words. 

I love you and I'm glad you miss me. I miss you too. I am so excited for what you're going to learn on your mission. You'll grow in a way you'll never expect. Like it says in Ether 12:27, when you're out on your mission, you're going to be shown your weaknesses more than ever, believe me. But they'll be turned into strengths. You'll have a mission president that loves you and is inspired by Heavenly Father to help you become who you need to be. That relationship is so special. 

I pray for you because I know you are at a really fun, but really hard part of your life right now. And I am proud of you. I tell everyone that I have five brothers, four that served missions, and one that is on his way. One of the things I've learned is that I never have to wait to be happy. I can find the good in everything and enjoy life wherever I am. You are a good kid, and I'm excited to see you. 

I love you,

Elder Duclos

I'm sure he doesn't know how much his email meant or how much it made me cry. But Heavenly Father loves me so much. So much that he would give me a meaningful, personal conversation with my best bud. I know that He knows me personally. This Christmas is the best one I've ever had. Because even though I am kind of a loner, I am never alone. I have my Heavenly Father there, making sure I am happy. What else could I ask for?

Things I never did/was

Tomorrow is the end. Not really, but if it was, I have a pretty embarrassing list of non-complishments. Here it is:

• Never even kissed a girl. Not even close.
• Never was an adult.
• Never owned a car.
• Never read the entire Bible (almost there, though).
• Never wrote a book and/or movie.
• Never had a relationship with a girl.
• Never read Foundation.
• Never been out of a North American country.
• Never went on a mission.
• Never got my endowments.
• Never became an elder.
• Never been a president of anything.
• Never been married.
• Never went to college.
• Never ate a steak burger in Utah.
• Never had my concealed carry permit.
• Never did all of my laundry.
• Never worn a suit tailored for me.
• Never recreated any of my favorite scenes from my favorite movies.
• Never gone skydiving.
• Never seen The Hobbit.
• Never seen Life of Pi.
• Never expressed how much people really mean to me.

So that is my list. Pretty depressing. Good thing I'm working on it. Also good thing the world is still going to be happening for longer than the next 24 hours and one minute.

I don't like stuff like this

Typically I don't like posting stuff like this (or reading posts like this), but this song is really easy to relate to for me.



Ha. I am such a dork. I did the numbers last night; I am 0 for 25 of significant crushes that amounted to anything. I am so glad I get to go on a mission and forget all this girl stuff.

12588

That is how many page views my blog has as I start writing this. I will also attempt to write that many things that I am grateful for. Let's go.

1. My ability to sleep.
2. My ability to walk.
3. My ability to read.
4. My ability to use my hands.
5. My sight.
6. The fact that my sight is impaired.*
7. My hair.
8. My teeth.
9. My muscles.
10. My bones.
11. My eyelashes.
12. My ability to hear.
13. My ability to smell.
14. My ability to taste. (Especially)
15. My ability to work.
16. The fact that I don't use heelies.
17. Eyebrows. Not just mine. They complete the face. Like pepper on macaroni and cheese.
18. My huge feet.
19. The fact that I have to shave my face.
20. Working internal organs.
21. The ability to correct defective cells that would otherwise become cancer.
22. Wrists.
23. Ball joints.
24. Ankles.
25. Fingernails/toenails.
26. My digestion system.
27. Some sick DNA I got from my parents.
28. Thumbs.
29. Lips.
30. Pupil dilation.
31. My ability to converse well with others.
32. Gums.
33. Knee caps.
34. Ability to dispose of waste.
35. Lactose intolerance.
36. Swallowing.
37. Ability to jump.
38. My laptop.
39. My clothes.
40. My bed.
41. My desk.
42. The scriptures.
43. Televisions.
44. My glasses.
45. My blog.
46. Preach My Gospel.
47. Books.
48. Movies.
49. TV shows.
50. Que tips.
51. Tooth paste.
52. Cups.
53. Cameras.
54. Plastic.
55. Paper.
56. Pants.
57. Peanut butter.
58. Peanuts.
59. Pears.
60. Pecans.
61. Pleasures.
62. Peas.
63. Plants.
64. Pizza.
65. Pizza.
66. Pizza.
67. Practice.
68. Peaches.
69. Plums.
70. Plumbing.
71. Presidents.
72. Phones.
73. Pictures.
74. Picture frames.
75. Cars.
76. The internet.
77. Shampoo.
78. Showers.
79. Soap.
80. Lye.
81. Deodorant.
82. Hot chocolate.
83. Doughnuts.
84. Plates.
85. Coke Zero.
86. Juice.
87. Cereal.
88. Sorbet.
89. Statues.
90. Flags.
91. My watch.
92. To Kill a Mockingbird.
93. Ender's Game.
94. Star Wars.
95. Back to the Future.
96. Back to the Future Part II.
97. Back to the Future Part III.
98. Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Rings.
99. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers.
100. Lord of the Rings: Return of the King.
101. Harry Potter (books)
102. Second book
103. Third
104. Fourth
105. Fifth
106. Sixth
107. Seventh
108. Harry Potter (movies)
109. Second
110. Third
111. Fourth
112. Fifth
113. Sixth
114. Seventh
115. Eighth
116. Lincoln.
117. Ferris Bueller's Day Off.
118. La Vita E Bella.
119. Oscar.
120. The Green Mile.
121. War of the Buttons.
122. Toy Story.
123. Toy Story 2.
124. Toy Story 3.
125. Mumford and Sons.
126. The Shins.
127. Band of Horses.
128. Bon Iver.
129. The Head and the Heart.
130. Muse.
131. Bishop Allen.
132. Imagine Dragons.
133. Journey.
134. The Postal Service.
135. Huey Lewis and the News.
136. Phoenix.
137. Foreigner.
138. Arcade Fire.
139. Passion Pit.
140. The Beatles.
141. Coldplay.
142. Fahrenheit 451.
143. The Princess Bride (book)
144. The Princess Bride (movie)
145. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
146. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.
147. Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark.
148. Son of Ranbow.
149. Pixar.
150. The Prestige.
151. Batman Begins.
152. The Dark Knight.
153. The Dark Knight Rises.
154. 30 Rock.
155. Arrested Development.
156. Avatar: the Last Airbender (NOT THE MOVIE)
157. Firefly
158. Get Smart.
159. Psych.
160. The Mentalist.
161. Seinfeld.
162. Castle.
163. The Office.
164. Community.
165. Fringe.
166. Person of Interest.
167. Since there are 1800 people at my school and I know most of them, therefore I will say I know 1000 people that I am grateful for.

 1167. Trevor.

 1168. Maren.

 1169. Nicole.

 1170. Carley.

 1171. Taft.

 1172. My dad.

 1173. My mom.

 1174. Nick.

 1175. Cory.

 1176. Bob.

 1177. Kendall.

 1178. Brock.

 1179. Kadee.

 1180. Nick and Kadee's daughter.

 1181. Alisha.

 1182. Noel.

 1183. Ellie.

 1184. Cory and Alisha's unborn child of unknown gender.

 1185. Holly.

 1186. Brooklyn.

 1187. Elise.

 1188. Megan.

 1189. Lots of other people.

I was really trying to make this list, but I am super tired. I started it this morning. I was busy. Then I am tired. If you aren't on this list, don't freak out. I understand. I am grateful for you.

Thanks.

it's over!

I liked a girl a lot. But no more. Sure, I might be saying this:

But at least I am happy in the reference section. So girls, look out, cause

I am not really a USB dongle goblin.

But I am not a real threat, cause let's be honest, this is basically my life:

As far as young ladies are concerned

I won't be thinking about you until I am twenty. Sorry 'bout that.

H-omecoming

PG football makes me lose my voice. I yelled so loud today at the football game against Lehi. 45-11? Yeah, we destroyed. Tomorrow is the Homecoming dance. I am going with Kirsten Marquis. She is super awesome. Really. I cleaned a car today for four hours. Free of charge. I realized that I will never fall in love with my sister, Nicole. I love soccer. But I love American rules football best. Did I mention we destroyed? I was the fan of the game for my senior Homecoming where we destroyed Lehi. I got a plaque and everything. So great. I really like this girl, but I don't think she likes me back. She could, though. Good news, I think at least five sophomore girls are in love with me, though. Being the oldest at school sucks. I really love football.