Harry Potter is awesome.

I saw Harry Potter last night! I was pretty pleased with the movie, overall. I read the book summer of '09, so it took a while for me to remember what was going on. It didn't feel rushed like a lot of the recent movies, but instead it dragged out a bit in the middle. It wasn't too extreme, though. I think you go see it. Now I want to see Burlesque and, when it comes out, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

I have today off, which basically means that I sleep in (I was woken up by the sound of machines fixing a patch of road outside my house; grinding cement is noisy), and then I get stuff done that I usually put off doing because of the amount of time it takes. Reading, baking, organizing, etc. I made gingerbread men today.
Love,
-J-

It's not "ghetto," it's "classy street folk."

Writing my French speech quite literally traumatized me. Saturday and Sunday night, I didn't sleep very well because of the same scene playing through my head, then random French phrases appearing. I never realized just how terrifying French can be. *shudder*.

I had a taco party for the first time in ages with Sam and Katie, where we take my bus home, make tacos, and hang out with no real purpose in mind. It was the best time I've had in a while, not stressing over homework and hanging out with friends. It was bordering on a miracle. I think I'm beginning to feel human again. As well as going power crazy with being able to control my own time. MUHAHA.

*mini rants over*

Today I went to a presentation in the mini theater for Chem today, and I realized just why I appreciate IB kids. Nick was doing tech crew things for the presentation. Instead of just pausing awkwardly when, in the middle of the presentation, Nick bolted down the aisle, jumped onto the stage, and disappeared backstage, all in one swift motion, the entire mini theater followed the short pause with applause. He came back out, extremely flushed, plugged the computer to the projector, and attempted to disappear. 
Love,
-J-

I am the walrus, coo coo ka choo.

Know what's hilarious? I'm an emcee (MC?) for my church's talent show in December. Yeah. Posters around have dubbed this talent show "The Christmas Gift Show: if you have a Christmas themed gift, then we want to see it!" I figure that if it's going to be that lame, then sure, I'll be an emcee for it. Prepare for many lame jokes!

Life lesson: when you have a stuffed up nose, and the menthol nose spray won't come out of the bottle, DO NOT turn the bottle upside down in your nose. The result of this idiocy while be a prolonged burning nostril and sinus, while the other is still stuffed up, as well as a mouthful of condensed eucalyptus stuff. The taste is still in my throat. Reminds me of that time in 6th grade in Kenya: "Children, now chew this leaf so you smell like the animals." Good times. Learn from my mistakes, friends.

I'm going to Rhoda's Christmas craft fair today with Moriah. Then I shall come back and attempt to translate my French speech, which Allan may or may not also translate. Smart friends are the best type of friends to have when panicking about assignments. But it's the "may or may not" part of this that concerns me the most, considering I'm suppose to have this memorized by Monday, and at this point in time, I have absolutely none of my speech translated. And I suck at French. Denial is what keeps me from having one continuous mental breakdown in life.
Love,
-J-

Odd happenings.

This is a conversation I had today:

Person: My mom said that if I get an actual date to Cabaret, she'll give me 30 bucks.
Me: Are you going to try to get a date now?
Person: Yeah, I need money for pot.
Me: Won't your date be happy that you only dated him because you wanted pot.

Oh, high school, how strange you are.
Love,
-J-