Art galleries and their snack food that PWNS.

I went to Sam's art show on Friday. Above is the skateboard she painted for it. She has skills.

At the gallery, there were a bunch of hipsters and refined elderly people drinking wine. It seemed so stereotypical of an art gallery. 

There was the most amazing snack food:

 Yes, that is most definitely chocolate coated strawberries that look like tuxes.
Love,
-J-

There is freedom at the end of the tunnel.

After a marathon of homework since September, I am on the last little sprint. Then exams. Then freedom. Hallelujah.

Well, not complete freedom. I have a summer job, working at my church, planning and doing stuff with kids and youth. I'm really excited, like ridiculously excited. Doing stuff I love, with the little perk of a pay check.

I feel like I'm in a really weird place right now to essentially be a leader. We'll see how this works out.
Love,
-J-
City buses taken this year: 26

In which ignorant people are ignorant.

Today, I got really angry.

In Sunday school, we were watching a video called "Everything is spiritual" by Rob Bell. Gerald said that Christian, my church's former youth pastor, had showed him the video a few years ago.

One kid in my class made a comment somewhat like,"Well Christian obviously didn't learn anything from the video." 

Now, Christian left a year and a half ago because a mistake he made. He had to leave mostly because he was honest about his mistake. I respect him for that.

The statement, plus the superiority that he said it with really made me want to punch him in the face. It was made even worse when two girls agreed with him in a similar manner.

They should have said nothing about the subject. All three of them have done virtually nothing but disrupt the class for the entirety of this year. I was really, really pissed.

Dear idiots in my Sunday school class, 
Who are you to say stuff about Christian? I know he was a youth pastor, but that doesn't mean he was invincible to human nature. 

Have you ever made a mistake, or are you completely perfect and able to judge others?


You're condescending jackasses. I would be slightly less pissed if you weren't complete hypocrites along with that. I don't even know I put up with you. I know you don't care about anyone else, you just want to fit in with all the other jackasses. 

You're a ridiculous. I know you don't care about church, or anyone but yourself anyway. You really need someone to bring you back to reality.
Sincerly,
Pissed Julianne
PS- If I hear you ask one more time about the morality of homosexuality or about the existence of dinosaurs in relation to humans, I will personally drop kick you.

Uh, people. Good thing I'm a dinosaur.

Everybody around me for the last three days has been stressed or angry at something or other.

It's beginning to get to me.

I'm in a sort of mood where I want to walk around the neighbourhood idly for a few hours, just to get away from people. Maybe sit on a swing and ponder the mysteries of the universe.

Or, you know, find somewhere to zone out listening to The Beatles.
Love,
-J-