Church Parade Over!

Finally! So, here's how it went. We had to be there for 12:30, in full uniform, and we would do some last-minute practicing. I was there at 12:50, missing my spats(white things that go over your boots), and my belt. Luckily, nobody some me come in late, as I sneaked in. However, I was commented on my sexy spats and belt by fellow Cadets. At 1:15, we headed out to the quad, and did a final inspection. At 1:25, we marched on down to Yonge Street, and began a really fun day. NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For half an hour, we marched up Yonge Street, to a church, and I saw my mom and little brother there, waving at me, near a Quiznos I frequented. Once we got to the church, we sat there for an hour and 15 minutes. Before I forget it, song of the day, couldn't choose between two of them, so I chose both. "We're Not Gonna Take It!" By Twisted Sister, and "Joker And The Thief" By Wolfmother. So, after church, we got outside, and just walked around for a little while, then we formed up, and did some basic drill. At 3:20, we marched on out, and headed back to S.A.C. Now, before I left home, I put on some foot wax that Dad recommended I get. It did miracles for me marching down to the church. Unfortunately, I either didn't put enough on, or wore the wrong pair of socks today, and I could tell, I had gotten a blister. By the way, on top of this blister, I was working out with my dad yesterday, and did something that had some serious strains on my legs, and guess what? Forgot to stretch. Biggest mistake I ever made in my life. Hurts to sit down, get out of a chair, walk, stop walking, and move them in general. For more information, check out my dad's blog at this following web address: http://paul-mackin-daily.blogspot.com/. When I was marching, I was beside Justin Ritchie, a friend, and Geoffrey Rudduck, the best Cadet in the entire school, who was able to help me when I was marching on the wrong foot. Thanks Geoff. When we got back to S.A.C., we stopped of at the quad, at showed off some basic drill to all the parents there, however, my mom and little brother were currently in the parking lot, waiting for me. We then marched back to our starting point, discussed when our next was, and did our duties, dismissed!(turn 2 3, wait 2 3, up 2 3, down 2 3, S, A, C!) Happy that this was over, I walked to the parking lot, met up with Mom, and painfully sat in the back of the car. You wanna know who I saw at the Church Parade when it was over? An old crush.. Back in January, every freshman taking french(all most every freshman.) went on a five-day french skiing trip to St. Donat, Quebec. Also, Havergal College came along. I met my crush first night there, and gained a crush on her. At the dance we had there two nights later(which was 20 minutes long, and they wouldn't let us change into anything nice!) I couldn't find her to ask her if she wanted to dance(because the dance was 20 minutes long! Damn French-Canadians and their 20 minute long dances!) So, no romancing was done. However, my friend Grant also had his sights on her, and she is now his girlfriend. So, damn. I guess she was there to cheer on Grant or something. However, I didn't see Grant there. Hmn, pretty mysterious, eh? (Damn, I didn't know I ever said "eh?". Guess I'm really Canadian.) If you like Star Trek, here is a nice treat. If you like Frank Sinatra-era songs, here is a nice treat. If you like neither, here is a nice treat. http://youtube.com/watch?v=DmXzamLDgFk. So, now with the Chutch Parade over and done with, we now have the long wait until April 29th, dun-dun-dun-dun-dun! (Headmaster's Parade.) Less marching, more drill. I guess I should get a real sexy belt and a real sexy pairs of spats for this Parade. Oh by the way, my Scottish Granny is coming over at the end of May, and leaves near the end of June. When she comes, it is the first week in June, which is my last week of school for the year! (Because I end in early June!)(And then summer starts!)(Yay!)(But exams suck.)(Boo-hoo.) So shw will probably be bugging me a lot, when I need lots and lots of last-minute studying. And I don't like BattleStar Galactica. I mean, Starbuck is hot, and so is that Cylon chick, but the show generally sucks. Why watch that when you can watch Lost? See you later, check out the two links,(the first one is pretty intellectual, unlike this one.)(The second one(the YouTube one)is something which yhou should al really watch.) Enjoy life, watch Star Trek, and, um, I don't know, go play Rock Band.