Day 6? 7? - Doesn't Matter.

Internet still not working, on my parental's laptop for now, but i'm only allowed it for two minutes.

i had a terrible day today, and a terrible day yesterday, but whatever.

i took Hubert to our dancing rehearsal today - we left at 9am and got back at 9.30 pm. i don't think he had very much fun.

i have pictures to upload from last night. We went out to Pez's house, and then to Scriptless. The show was okay, i guess. But.. the other things are not relevant to the purpose of this blog.. hahahahaha.

Hopefully i'll be back again soon.

Day 6 - judfsl

Internet down, but this will be replaced with a post when it stops being stupid and i calm down a bit. FML

Day 5 - Rain and Composition

Last night the sky was red and i growled for the prospect of it being sunny today. And it was. i didn't even wear my jersey as i walked this morning. It was that warm. Except my nerves were tingling because it felt like rain. i always know when rain is coming. i told Hubert, i said, "Hubert. It's going to rain soon." And it started drizzling. And by lunch it was pissing down. i wanted to go out and enjoy it, but i had to finish my composition. So i went off to the music block and composed and skipped a couple of classes to compose. And eventually i got it done. And i walked home in the rain and got wet, and i'm sorry to say that today was stressful so i didn't take Hubert on an adventure. He stayed in my pocket, giving me subliminal luck for my composition. And also, it was raining, and cameras don't survive very well in the rain, see.

"It's not procrastination, i'm just doing something else."

Day 4 - Hash Browns and Pinecones

The day began in the early sunlight hours, when Hubert and i walked to Pez's house for some coffee. They fed me a hash brown, which tasted good but then made me feel a bit sick. 

At 2.30 we ventured into the park, were aeroplanes, skipped, picked flowers, climbed a tree, called it Yellow, kept a pinecone. 

Today was a rather amazing day, for the most part. <3

Day 3 - Rest

i must admit, i didn't take Hubert with me anywhere today. i was in a hurry this morning and nervous and in a bad mood, and i left Hubert at home on my bedside table. In the pile which i call "don't forget to take this out with you!" i know these are no real excuses, but there you have it.

On the plus (?) side, i did also leave Turtle at home. (Turtle is the duck's name.) So i can only imagine the fun conversations they had in the time i was gone.

Actually perhaps it was a good thing Hubert was not with me today, for he would have seen me in a not very good light - it has been a somewhat emotional day.

Day 2 - Hopscotch

On the way home this afternoon Hubert and i came across a rather large hopscotch course thingee. i wanted to play but Hubert used the old "i have no legs" excuse. And my feet were too big to out in the squares, anyhow. i chose to put Hubert in box number 20 because 20 is a Good Number.  

i have never really understood hopscotch. Isn't it just hopping around in a row of boxes on some concrete? That sounds quite dangerous to me. Concrete hurts.

Day 1 - Hubert Meets My New Duck

Yesterday i went to a school market, and made a single purchase - a beautiful wooden duck. There were four ducks of that size on the table, and i chose this one as it looked a little sad. Its head was turned away from the others. It was shy, and i knew that it was the one i wanted. So i handed over my $2 and picked up my duck. Today i carried my duck with me everywhere, showing many people. Some people were as excited as i was, yet somehow people did not have the same enthusiasm towards my duck as i. 

i'm getting the feeling that Hubert is a little jealous of duck. Hubert has stayed in my pocket all day, of course, yet i have been especially excited about my duck. i keep quietly telling Hubert that duck is just a novelty and it'll wear off. Still unsure as to whether he believes me. 

These are the photos from Hubert and duck's first meeting, which took place this afternoon. i feel that Hubert may warm up to the idea of my duck. i left them alone for half an hour and they hadn't bitten each other's heads off yet. i guess that's always a good sign. Perhaps it will be good for Hubert to have friends his own size. Duck is only a little bigger than Hubert, after all. 

i am still deciding on duck's name, and it is rather bothering me. i cannot keep referring to him/her as 'duck'.