11 and a half hours until I'm on a plane. And I'm sitting at my grandparent's house, listening to my Mom rant about something or other. Errg. I have so much time to kill. My grandparents are now trying to figure out facebook. FAIL.
And there is nothing to say, other than my cat made it safely to my grandparent's house.Hopefully there's something worth documenting soon. Airports are usually interesting.
Love,
The fool who is called Julianne
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
"Sorry if I fall over."
I managed to clear my bed enough to sit without being on a suitcase.
Yesterday, I looked through my dad's senior yearbook. In his grad write up, it said he was most likely to become a monk, and he bequeathed his physics textbook and English teacher to his best friend.
An amusing add just came on for hot dogs. I quote: "Made with 100% ground beef. No ducks, giraffes or penguins. These are hot dogs, not Noah's ark."
I seriously have no idea what's going on in this country, or anywhere, really. I'm watching the news, and I had no idea about the G20 stuff this weekend. How didn't I find out about this? Well, other than when it was briefly mentioned in church. I used to watch the news all the time, and I just haven't had a lot of time to watch it this year. I'm a strange teenager who likes watching the news. I like to be informed about... everything, really.
Oh, and now the news is onto the Queen's visit to Halifax. And Stephen Harper is there with his plastic hair. The Queen's umbrella totally matches her dress.
And now Russian spies. Sweet I had no idea stuff like that actually happened.
Sorry about the commentary about the news. I'm tired. And bored. And feel like writing stuff down.
See ya, world.
-J-
Yesterday, I looked through my dad's senior yearbook. In his grad write up, it said he was most likely to become a monk, and he bequeathed his physics textbook and English teacher to his best friend.
An amusing add just came on for hot dogs. I quote: "Made with 100% ground beef. No ducks, giraffes or penguins. These are hot dogs, not Noah's ark."
I seriously have no idea what's going on in this country, or anywhere, really. I'm watching the news, and I had no idea about the G20 stuff this weekend. How didn't I find out about this? Well, other than when it was briefly mentioned in church. I used to watch the news all the time, and I just haven't had a lot of time to watch it this year. I'm a strange teenager who likes watching the news. I like to be informed about... everything, really.
Oh, and now the news is onto the Queen's visit to Halifax. And Stephen Harper is there with his plastic hair. The Queen's umbrella totally matches her dress.
And now Russian spies. Sweet I had no idea stuff like that actually happened.
Sorry about the commentary about the news. I'm tired. And bored. And feel like writing stuff down.
See ya, world.
-J-
"That chicken's spicey." *tastes* "Yeah, as spicey as mom in shorts!"
There are 4 days, including today, until I go gallivanting across the planet. I'll be sure to keep this updated. And, for those who care, this is a general outline of the trip, where I'll be when:
As for today, it looks like a packing day. Well, pretty much every day in the last week has looked like a packing day, but my procrastination instinct is too strong. Many days have gone like this:
"Oh, I should pack. Hey look! I should put a wig and 3D glasses on my disco ball!"
"Packing, right. But Doctor Who is mesmerizing."
"If I pack, that means I have to move. Forget it."
"I want chocolate cake. Definitely more appetizing than packing."
And you get my drift. My current excuse is that writing something on my blog is necessary and it's a rainy, unmotivating day. I can find no end of things to do when I'm procrastinating from something. It's what keeps me going, and explains why I have a ton of random little hobbies.
And I totally just guilted myself into wanting to pack.
Love,
-J-
- Thursday, July 1st: Leaving Halifax airport in the evening.
- Friday, July 2nd: Arriving in Iceland, staying there for two days(?)
- Tuesday, July 6th: Arriving in Kenya, a week at RVA, I think.
- I haven't quite figured out what's after that.
- Last week of July: Going to Lamu, an epic little island off the coast of Kenya
- Sometime in the first few days of August: Leaving Kenya, flying to London and staying there for two or three days.
- August 6th: Back in Canada, back to life
As for today, it looks like a packing day. Well, pretty much every day in the last week has looked like a packing day, but my procrastination instinct is too strong. Many days have gone like this:
"Oh, I should pack. Hey look! I should put a wig and 3D glasses on my disco ball!"
"Packing, right. But Doctor Who is mesmerizing."
"If I pack, that means I have to move. Forget it."
"I want chocolate cake. Definitely more appetizing than packing."
And you get my drift. My current excuse is that writing something on my blog is necessary and it's a rainy, unmotivating day. I can find no end of things to do when I'm procrastinating from something. It's what keeps me going, and explains why I have a ton of random little hobbies.
And I totally just guilted myself into wanting to pack.
Love,
-J-
Friday, June 25, 2010
Mmmmmm... brownies.
I went to school this morning to get my report card. Yeah. I did well, and it finally feels like real summer. I guess since exams ended, it's felt like an awkward in between time, like I wasn't suppose to be out of school.
I finally realized that I need to get out of the house and hang out with people when I made this last night: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NXHX42T7ME
I got a haircut yesterday. It's about an inch shorter and I have bangs again.
And that is all the news I have.
Peace.
-J-
I finally realized that I need to get out of the house and hang out with people when I made this last night: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NXHX42T7ME
I got a haircut yesterday. It's about an inch shorter and I have bangs again.
And that is all the news I have.
Peace.
-J-
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