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-

You are totally jealous of my ninja aardvarks. Oh, I know you are.

Hmmm, how shall I sum up my week in a few sentences...
The Olympic flame was on the steps of my school when I got there on Wednesday.
Sam has semi-purple hair, and I'm jealous. I'm leaning towards dying my hair semi-blue during Christmas break, because I'm tired of having my boring, blond hair. Oh, and I want to horrify my grandparents with it.
I got my swine flu shot on Tuesday, and my arm killed for two days.
I found out Andrea wants to marry a guy with "Prime" for a last name, so she can name her kid Optimus.
I made an animation in Tech that has a stickman on a skateboard getting hit by a car, and then I starting working on an epic light saber battle.
I realized that I'm terrified of my English teacher. She's only forty, but she seems like she should be seventy. Today I was walking inside after lunch, and she walked past me and Sam. I was pretty zoned out, so I didn't notice the first time when she told me take my hood off. She said it again, and I actually realized that she was talking to me. We walked a bit further down the hall, Sam had her hand ready to take off her hat, and all of the sudden a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed it. My teacher freaked out, then disappeared.
I need to get a life. I've only hung out with my friends once in the last two weeks.
A few weeks ago I noticed that a food program in Kenya that my parents help run is abbreviated FML. It made my day. Apparently, when they write or talk about it, they always use the full name, as not to offend people. I wonder what effect dying my hair semi-blue will have on the old people we are trying to get to support us:)
Apparently, on facebook, out of Katie's friends, I have the best hair, because "it's like golden man :)." It made my day.
I think my life shall get less boring this week, for no apparent reason.
Hearts, to anybody who might actually magically read this.
-J-