Trying to Move Forward

Ok. So.

There were two main events today. My brother "running away" if you can call it that. I still don't understand what happened... and "One Day Without Shoes" which was pretty intense. I think I took the idea a bit far and at the same time my feet don't hurt that much. I mean they aren't bleeding... ='( I was almost sure they would be, but I guess my feet are strong.

"Running Away"-

So. My parents left yesterday after I left for school. I get back my brother has made a bit of a mess in the kitchen / living room. He wants Wendy's for supper. I say "only if you clean up the kitchen / living room" or something. I go and come back. I had to walk, but its just a couple blocks, so whatever. When I get back, it appears clean again. It isn't really, just that the mess has been piled up in a less visible area.

So we have dinner in separate rooms. Then he goes to sleep. So the rest of the night I'm like blogging and stuff not paying attention to him. I go to sleep at like 11 and wake up at 5. I had to wake up to get him to school for the literacy test and everything. When I wake up the shower/bathroom is still a tiny bit wet. This is the only sign that he had been there at all recently. I couldn't find him anywhere. So at 6 or something I call my parents and tell them he's gone. Immediately after I get a text from my brothers ex-girlfriend "Is ___ in your house?" or soemthing.

Apparently he'd been planning for a while to run away and last night at 8 pm he said he was leaving. She didn't believe him so when he started texting her at 5:30 am she didn't know if he had actually left or not and texted me to verify. Anyways, I'm watching Bleach and eating Nuttella while stuck in the middle of this 3-way conversation between my brother's ex and me and my parents and me with information from either conversation being talked about in the other conversation.

My parents who were going to get back Saturday morning now start plannin gto get back asap, so I could no longer tell them anything because they don't have cell phones... They were using email to "text" me.

I decide to go to school to study reasoning that I'll get more studying / homework done there than at home alone.

At lunch I was sitting in the caf(etorium) with my brother's ex. She's sitting there nervously twitching and texting with all caps every minute to get my brother to text back and her friend is having a less serious problem but is also quite consumed by it. Something like her boyfriend is avoiding her friends or something because they don't like him..? My brother's ex skips last period to stay in the caf worrying.

By this point we had some responses. He had said "I'm too far away for you to come", "not in Ottawa", "I'm 3 hours away by bus and I'll be 3 hours further once you get there", and other comments, mostly useless answers that disclose no information, like "no where" as a response to "where are you?"

Eventually she tells me that he was coming back.

After Musical rehearsal (just an italian run-through with new lighting cues to test out. An Italian Run is when you go through a play really fast, so the dances and songs were really funny.. xP) I had time to go home before band. When I got home I didn't see my brother. Then suddenly I did. It appeared as though he had been there a while, two different soups, nuttella, and a jug of fruit juice had been consumed... I asked "where were you?" a few too many times in a louder voice then was necessary, and he answered "no where" and got a bit too angry. He calmed down, I had instant noodles and then I went to band.

My parents got home at about 8:45 pm. I got home at 9:45. I still don't understand what happened. He could have just hidden really well... or maybe he left and came back..?

One Day Without Shoes-

So, I will now tell the side of the story from my feet's perspective, almost.

So, I wake up at 5 am. Thinking that I have to get my brother up, etc. Then I remember I have to put out the garbage and recycling. I figure, if he's in the house, putting out the garbage isn't going to change anything, so I go to put it out.

This is when I remember the first obstacle for my bare feet. In the winter one layer of our window fell off and broke then got covered my snow and then frozen into the ice. This had only recently been dealt with and there were still bits of glass on the ground. I had known that getting out of hte house would be where I would get cut or step on broken glass, but I never thought I'd have to go over the area of broken glass repeatedly.

There were four full bins of recycling and two bags of garbage, so I had to take three trips back and forth over the glass. I had thought this would be one of the most difficult parts of my day with no shoes. It was not.

So I decide to go to school. I packed my shoes just incase I really needed them or was too weak to last all day. So I had to walk to school. Its normally around 10-15 minutes walking to school and the weather was not the best, it was scattered showers and 10 degrees or something. I learned very quickly of the choice I had to make: I could walk on the dryer, but more painful stabby asphault or the squishy, colder grass/mud. I chose the mud and kinda ran to school.

My feet were getting really cold... I thought of almost nothing other then frostbite most of the way. Stuff like "Is One Day Without Shoes so important that I lose a foot for it..?" but I'd reply "It's just One day." There are people who go day to day with no shoes, getting cuts and scrapes and infection, what is one day of that to me..?

When I get to school I go to the library becaus ehtere's carpet. xP I had to pass the principal and he said "I know we take pride in our school, but that's one thing I would never do: walk around bare foot in the school." or something.*

My feet had just thawed out when period two began.

I had been invited to hang out with the few people who would be in attendance to the vocals class. The class is mostly grade 10s so the class was cancelled. We decided to go to McDonalds.

There's a difference between asphault and sidewalk. Sidewalks are more commonly smooth. The sidewalks to McDonalds weren't bad. You know the old "no shirt, no shoes, no service" or whatever right? I knew at some point someone would deny me the right to do something because of my shoes, that's why I planned ahead and packed them in my bag. At McDonalds they didn't care. xP On the way back it was raining...

We get back, Period three begins, I go study for Biology, I have lunch in the caf, period four begins, me and his ex stand on stage as the director finishes inputting the lighting cues into the computer, I have musical rehearsal until four-ish. After that I walked home with my trombone, well, I ran on the grass again.

I get home, bring the recycling bins into the house (one trip =D) then the whole thing with my brother, I ate instant noodles then got ready to go to band. By now it was pouring...

I had planned to take the bus to band because my parents were out of town and couldn't give me a drive like normal. When I got on the bus the bus driver told me that I have to wear shoes to ride the bus. I explained that they were in my bag, but he said they have to be on my feet before I get on the bus, and so I was kicked off the bus.... This ticked me off. There wouldn't be another bus for 20 minutes and I had to be at BHS before 7pm for the rehearsal. It was 6:20 when the bus showed up.

This left me with one option. Walk. In the rain, with my trombone, and with my nonwaterproof windbreaker.

It was another "if I can imagine the whole way there it can't be that far" situation so I thought I could get there if I tried.

So, I began running down the street. I got a lot of weird looks. xP It was pouring and I was running down the road with a trombone and no shoes going through puddles and running through the "stop walking" signals. I just kept thinking "it's just ONE day."

I got there at 6:54. I apparently ran 4.3 km. When I got there I was soaked through. I walked into the band room and everyone looks at me. The teachers are all worried because my clothes are wet. My folder got "pulped" at the corner, but all the music was fine.

It was actually pretty cool that I ran all the way there, but sometimes there wasn't a grassy option and I had to run on the pavement, but its over now. Fun times.

I got a ride back, don't worry. xP

When I got home I took a shower and scrubbed my feet then came downstairs to post this blog.

So, Ya. I'm going to sleep. Bye.

*If you havn't noticed yet I'm bad at remembering word for word quotes.