When this memory fades, I'm going to make sure it's replaced

If you're wondering what's with the song lyrics in the blog titles, it's because I can't think of any titles. I just don't want to leave it blank.

I went to my other grandparents' today. I've acquired $150 from my relatives the last two days, the ones who have no idea what to give me for Christmas and feel guilty about it. I've decided that some of it is going towards blue streaks, and the rest is going in my savings. I sure my elderly relatives are going to be thrilled that their money went towards the 'Julianne feels like dying her hair a very unnatural color' fund. I'm not planning on letting them find out.

I got home about and hour ago, and I'm bored out of my mind already. The thought of my friends being at the mall without me, which I know they are at the moment, is making me unable to entertain myself. Colin, this kid I barely know from youth group and hangs out with my friends at Simonds, used Jamie's phone to call from the mall, and left a message in a British accent. It pretty much made my day.

I just thought that was the best part of my day, when my dad walked into my room carrying my cat, who has her head stuck in a grocery bag handle. It's been half an hour, and nobody has taken it off her yet. We're all too amused by it, I guess.

Here's some pictures from my walk this morning. They turned out even better than I thought they would, because of the new snow:

Post Christmas musings, I guess

Christmas was good, I guess. Not overly exciting. I do, however, now have a iPod touch, which I'm on right now at my grandparents' house. I went to my cousin's house earlier today. There was one of my aunt's friends there, who seemed to have big dreams for her 8 and 10 year old children. I feel sorry for the kids. She'd decided pretty much their whole future for them. I'm so glad that my parents haven't decided what they want me to do with my entire life. Well,anyway, so I got to see my pregnant cousin,my destructive cousin, my nearly blind great aunt, my dying great uncle, my first cousin with a broken leg. My goodness, I have a dysfuctional family.

Tomorrow I get to visit my other grandparents. I guess christmas means a lot of visiting in a very concentrated dose. I think we're getting pizza for lunch tomorrow by my grandmother's request. My whole family was pretty shocked by that request, as she is very meat-and-potatoes like. Being in her house is kind of like Aunt Petunia's from Harry Potter. "It seems almost too clean." It makes me feel like breathing will disturb it.

Tomorrow morning I want to go for a walk and take some pictures of the awesome old houses on my grandparents' street. I might post some of them later.

My Grammie tried to tell me how to use facebook. Epic fail.
Peace!
-J-

Things are looking up, oh finally. I thought I'd never see the day.

It's Christmas eve, it's snowing, I'm listening to Paramore, I'm having a good hair day without straightening it to death, and I practiced guitar for over an hour. It's a good day. The only slightly annoying thing today is that I'm playing 'Silent Night' in front of my church tonight with a bunch of other guitar players, and there is no way I'm going to remember the chords. I now have
A
EA
DA
DA
EA
AEA
written on the inside of my elbow. I think I'll feel like a fool if anybody notices, but forgetting the chords and having all the old ladies joking about it to me afterward is a much worse option. 'Silent Night' is just out of my comfortable vocal range. Blargh.

I'm hungry. I wonder what's for supper, or if I have to make my own food.

Today, I realized that instead of writing 'lol', I write 'that's epic'. 'lol' just bugs me too much.

I'm feeling oddly festive today, so I decided to wear a green shirt and a red scarf.

My cat decided to break into one of my presents under the tree, today. I walked into the living room this morning to see my cat's head wedged into a Christmas bag, licking the cloth bag of candy in it. I never knew Twiga was so enthusiastic about mint chocolate before.

I'm cold all of the sudden, but I'm too lazy to walk 6 feet across the room to get a sweater. Sad, isn't it?
*elevator music*
-J-

'Stacey's Mom' is stuck in my head. Kill me now.

I did my Christmas shopping today. Katie went with me, and it seems we were in hysterics for half the time because we've both been dreadfully bored for the last few days. We started talking about how some of her perfume stuff got mixed together, and now it smells like a buffalo. We were walking past some guys a little older than us at the time she stated that, and they gave us the funniest look. Then we got on the topic of one of the Christmas hats we saw in a store. I said that it looked like something somebody from Who ville would wear. She thought it was something somebody from WOOO! ville would wear. Another guy walked past us and repeated the WOOO! part. I feel like I have been mocked a lot today, but I personally don't care. I also bought myself a few things, and decided to wrap them up because I was wrapping everything else I bought. I got a box of crayons because Katie got me a Marvel coloring book, and a shirt with a unicorn on it because it was awesome, as well as half price. I'm all the happier for Christmas because I know that I'm going to get at least two epic gifts.

I was depressed today, because all the clothes in the mall were half off, and I couldn't reach the "I have mad ninja skills" shirt. Hmmmph. At least I have the unicorn shirt.

One of my friends is convinced buffalo are mystical creatures. My friend who has always been top of her class. She won't believe anybody who says otherwise. There was a similar argument last year about over whether you put water in canned soup or not. She was convinced that you didn't, so we decided to ask everybody we saw in the hallway. It is an unresolved issue to this day.

Let us see what tomorrow holds, other than a crowded church service which I will surely practically suffocate at.
Chip chip cheerio,
-J-

I started coloring a picture in a restuarant today. I think people thought I had mental issues. Were they that far off?

So, I'm in Florida this week for vacation. My parents, my brother, and my grandparents are staying in a beach house right by the ocean. The warm weather down here is definitely a nice change from two feet of snow and -15 degrees. I have, however, had to listen to lots of conversations about 'teenagers these days' or other stuff that irritates me to no end. I see why people with certain parents rebel. They're driven to it from being told what to do and what not to do all the time. Seriously, yesterday I bought blue hair dye to give myself blue streaks. I've sort of wanted to for a couple months, but all this talk about what people should do and not do is driving me crazy. I'm trying to convince my dorky brother to let me dye his hair blue, but he'll only let me if I can eat an entire small package of cinnamon Altoids at once. I think it might just be worth it.

At the airport on Tuesday, our plane was delayed from 12:25pm to 3:45pm. The only plug I could find was by a restaurant, so I sat there with my laptop for a while. I was so bored that I was talking to a girl who was charging her phone there, who eventually tried to turn me Morman. A little while later this creepy guy with 80's glasses and a southern drawl walked over and asked me how I liked my netbook. I was sufficiently creeped out. Thankfully my Grampie was there, who knows computers quite well, and made it somewhat less awkward. On the plane there was a sort of cute guy with a skateboard, and my only thought was that Sam would be pumped over the skateboard if she was there.

I didn't do any Christmas shopping this year. I fail. I'll probably go to Wal-Mart on Christmas eve and get everybody something that has to do with food. Dear me, I procrastinate far too much. Florida sort of made Christmas a little different than usual. I'm on a mission to get my parents to get a Christmas tree when we get back on the 22nd or 23rd. And I want to go Christmas caroling. Something I liked about Kenya is that I got December off, so lots of time to do a lot of Christmas things.

We went out for steak for supper tonight. It was pretty good. Afterwards, we went to the mall, one of the really big malls that they don't seem to have in Canada. I got a pair of purple converse, and I'm siked that I get a nice pair of shoes that might actually last a while.

I'm reading "A Wrinkle in Time" for the second time. I've been flustered all day trying to figure out how there's such thing as the fifth dimension. I know I'll never get it, but it really is bugging me.

Me and my friends have decided that on New Years day, at around 1pm, we're going to run up and down the streets with pots and pans and we're going to make as much noise as possible. I think that it shall be amusing, but it is sort of cruel.
Love,
-J-