"Where's my eraser?" "I put mine away." "No, mine is short and white and yours is long and black." *entire table looks horrified*

I was woken up by a poster falling off my wall this morning. Everything seems so much louder right after you wake up, and it took a couple minutes before the poster completely fall off the wall.

It's a awesome day outside today, but I have no idea what to do. I really want ice cream, some of the soft serve stuff that they have at the store down the street. Unfortunately, I'm far too lazy at this moment in time. I need coffee.

Yesterday, I got $15 from mowing the entire, gigantic lawn. I even attempted to use the weed whacker, but that didn't work out too well. For supper, my mom decided that we were going to go to have a picnic(again). When I went to go throw out my trash, instead of walking along the path, I jumped across a ditch because it was shorter. I was rewarded for my laziness, because there was a $5 bill in the ditch. Getting $20 in a single day in a pretty good deal, in my opinion.

Apparently, somebody at my church decided that it would be a good idea to get the high school kids to teach elementary Sunday school next week. Whoever this was, they must of been on something. Frieda, the person in charge of Sunday school, talked to us yesterday and in her words of encouragement she said, I quote,"The regular teachers will be there to judge you." As if using the words "you will be judged" make you want to volunteer for stuff like this. However, I'm already said I would do this, and Andrea, if you're reading this, you were volunteered, too.
Love,
-J-

I forgot to turn off my alarm clock, which led to a whole lot of confusion on my part this morning. I tried to think of what day it was and I drew a blank, then realized it was Saturday. At least, in this lovely country, we celebrate Victoria Day, which gives me a long week. Long weekend= more sleep= happy Julianne.

I'm going uptown today with my peeps. We like calling each other 'peeps' just for the sake of it. I get to go eat pizza at this little place called 'Julian's Pizza." It's heaven on a slice.

"Don't let the cat throw up on the carpet!" *rotates cat 90 degrees* "There."

I feel kind of obligated to post something, because I actually have a few followers. Who knew that anybody would every want to read about my slightly strange, somewhat pitiful life? Well, it makes me feel special.

There is less than a month left of classes, but I don't really notice it as much as I did last semester because my teachers actually are teaching at the speed they're suppose to. Last semester, we had 2 weeks to learn a month's worth of material in math, and an extremely hyper supply teacher attempting to make us learn it. Those two weeks were horrible, and I ended up nearly failing the math exam. Thankfully, the exam is only about 20% of the final grade.

Enough ranting about school, as it is a Friday(TGIF). Yesterday, Katie and I recorded a song that she wrote about mustaches(see previous post's title for how this song came about...) This weekend we are planning to make a video for it of us wearing fake mustaches in various places around town. IT. WILL. BE. EPIC.

Yesterday, Shantel went out for lunch to get Chinese food without Katie A. and me. Since Shantel and I share a locker, I got back to find leftover Chinese food in my locker. Shantel picked the moment that I started eating the rice from the container to walk down the hallway towards us. I kind of froze up, realizing that I didn't have time to look innocent. Thankfully, she's somebody who finds humor in that, not a reason to drop kick me :).

I think I'm going swimming before youth group. YES! The res might actually have warmed up some since mid-April.
YEAH!
-J-

"We need to write an epic song about how we wish it was socially acceptable for women to have facial hair." "Agreed."

Somewhat uninteresting day... I went for a picnic for supper because my mom wanted to for mother's day. Now I'm sitting here and downloading new music.

Only when I start writing, I realize that there is nothing to write about.
Love,
-J-