I've decided to make a holiday. I'll call it "Caramel Corn Day". Yes, indeed. Now, you have to be clear—Dad's version of caramel corn is really good. But...I got a package of Act II Caramel Corn for my parents (who willingly shared it with me)...WOW! It's so good, you feel like screaming. Yes, that's right. Screaming.
In other news, I got the Sims 2: Nightlife yesterday instead of having to wait until Wednesday. YES! *punches air with fist* No, it's not what I expected...but hey? What is? I stayed up until 4:15 last night playing it.....ah, the good old days. But now I have to "buckle down" and get some schoolwork done. All play and no work makes Jenny a really irresponsible girl. *Cough* Unless she already is.
Enough talk. Here I go. Happy Caramel Corn Day!
30.4.07
28.4.07
Nightlife...Sort of
You know I like to play The Sims 2. And, if you do, too, you know that they have an expansion pack entitled, "Nightlife". Now, I have to say that, being one of Jehovah's Witnesses, I am not some sort of hypocritical party animal; neither do I want to have the Sims under my control be anything different. But, after having done extensive research (28,900 pictures on a Google Image Search), I have found that this "Nightlife" that is so highly spoken of is nothing more than a couple hundred extra things for your community lots (plus some outfits). Nothing more. And so I ask you—what's wrong with that? Go ahead, yell at me if I made an understatement at your favorite game. Sue me. I put myself into this mindlock so as to keep my morals up...and my motives down. KEEP IT CLEAN!
Anyway, so I am going to buy the game...on Wednesday. I have planned it, and I will buy it, then when I get home, I will...*sigh*...go do my schoolwork. Basically, I am going to drive myself NUTS for the next 4 days. SuNdAy....MoNdAy....TuEsDaY....WeDnEsDaY ...then—BANG!—I'll be all right. I hope.
Well, gosh—I darn'd better be all right! I withdrew $30 from my bank account for that program! AND I have to buy my parents a gift! Like...."let me off here and I'll buy you chocolates." I darn'd better be..."all right".........
In other news, I have to go finish my Spanish. Yep, you heard right—I didn't finish it from 2 hours ago. C'est la vie, right? Well, not exactly, since I'M the one who's supposed to be doing the work. *Ahem* Anyway...
Anyway, so I am going to buy the game...on Wednesday. I have planned it, and I will buy it, then when I get home, I will...*sigh*...go do my schoolwork. Basically, I am going to drive myself NUTS for the next 4 days. SuNdAy....MoNdAy....TuEsDaY....WeDnEsDaY ...then—BANG!—I'll be all right. I hope.
Well, gosh—I darn'd better be all right! I withdrew $30 from my bank account for that program! AND I have to buy my parents a gift! Like...."let me off here and I'll buy you chocolates." I darn'd better be..."all right".........
In other news, I have to go finish my Spanish. Yep, you heard right—I didn't finish it from 2 hours ago. C'est la vie, right? Well, not exactly, since I'M the one who's supposed to be doing the work. *Ahem* Anyway...
Ah, the Dreariness of a Saturday
You know...NORMALLY, Saturdays are supposedly the day of the week—time to party, have fun, etc.................
I'm still looking for the "fun" in this particular one.
You'd think by now I'd have found it! But no! No, I say! I'm sitting here, supposed to be working on Spanish, trying to think of what could possibly be so fun about this day!
Now, last Saturday, my mom and Taiya and I were at the Mall of America in Minnesota, riding the rides and getting cutsie souvenirs. That was a fun Saturday. Well, at least it was until I lost my little stuffed horse. :( But it still was better than today! Today...I sit in my blue computer chair, at home, where I am stuck here working on Spanish. Not that I have anything against Spanish...it's just that...my gosh, I could be having fun! But why can't I? Because I have to do school.
If you're still reading, I want to thank you. You must have a lot of patience, to listen to me rant about my miserable Saturday. But perhaps you've had a Saturday similar to mine.
Have a good Saturday!
I'm still looking for the "fun" in this particular one.
You'd think by now I'd have found it! But no! No, I say! I'm sitting here, supposed to be working on Spanish, trying to think of what could possibly be so fun about this day!
Now, last Saturday, my mom and Taiya and I were at the Mall of America in Minnesota, riding the rides and getting cutsie souvenirs. That was a fun Saturday. Well, at least it was until I lost my little stuffed horse. :( But it still was better than today! Today...I sit in my blue computer chair, at home, where I am stuck here working on Spanish. Not that I have anything against Spanish...it's just that...my gosh, I could be having fun! But why can't I? Because I have to do school.
If you're still reading, I want to thank you. You must have a lot of patience, to listen to me rant about my miserable Saturday. But perhaps you've had a Saturday similar to mine.
Have a good Saturday!
22.4.07
New Baby Announcement
OK, so my friend's older sister...she had another baby. His name is Caden. Isn't that cute! My gosh...I can't wait to see him! My friend's...an aunt! AGAIN! YAY FOR HER! XD
20.4.07
The First Day of the Trip!
So here I am, sitting in a red leather chair, with my friend Taiya watching me, in the middle (OK, not the middle...but close) of Minnesota. Ah. Vacations. You gotta love 'em. Anyway, so life goes on, and tomorrow, we're going to the Mall of America to...NOT SHOP...but RIDE THE RIDES. OMG! Weird, huh? Yeah. But that how I am. Not much shopping. Lots and lots of riding. Yes, that's me...Jen.
Peace Out!
Peace Out!
3.4.07
The Famous Group Photo
Ta-Da! Here it is...the one...the only...the Group Photo. Yes, indeed, these photos can either be the bane of your existence of the light of your life. They either tell everyone how photogenic you are or how you don't like flashbulbs. And did I mention the classic Girl vs. Boy episode? Remember the "bunny ears"? Classic. Any unsuspecting citizen would mysteriously grow a pair of familiar-looking ears...for the duration of the photo. Once it was over, however...they were gone. And so was the person standing directly behind them.It's classic...and none too unusual...for my friend's mom to insist that we get our group picture taken. Me? I'm not against it. I admit, I'm not all that photogenic...but I enjoy having some fresh photos to put somewhere. But why, oh why, did they have to put me in front of two boys? I, unlike some, am a very suspecting citizen...I could see those bunny ears coming! And those two that I am standing in front of...they'd be the ones to do it, too. But you know what? It went off...with only ONE hitch!
Sigh. My eyes are closed. But that's the way of it, isn't it? There's always something wrong with a group photo. ALWAYS. Maybe in the Paradise...we, being perfect, will be able to take a decently good photo, in which NO ONE has Bunny Ears, NO ONE has their eyes closed, and NO ONE is making a funny face. But alas! It isn't the Paradise just yet, so we have to deal with this photo here...the one where my eyes are closed.
One Turd of a Tuesday!
Well. The day really got off to a fine start. NOT.
What's that you say? "What do you mean?" Oh, let me see. Let me tell you what I mean. It all started about 15 minutes ago, actually. I have this picture of my friends and I...and, sure, it's a good picture...but my eyes aren't open. Mom, of course, commented. And I threw a fit. I KNOW MY EYES ARE CLOSED! I KNOW I COULD LOOK BETTER! DO YOU HAVE TO RUB IT IN? So she started to cry, and stomped off to her room, and even yelled at Keelee! *Sigh* But wait. It doesn't end there. Oh, no. THEN, I talked to my best friend...and SHE is having problems with HER parents...and...it's like...no. I won't say it. It's like a jinx. It's...OK. I'll say it. It's like the day couldn't get any worse. But mark my words...as soon as I say that, it will. It always does.
What's that you say? "What do you mean?" Oh, let me see. Let me tell you what I mean. It all started about 15 minutes ago, actually. I have this picture of my friends and I...and, sure, it's a good picture...but my eyes aren't open. Mom, of course, commented. And I threw a fit. I KNOW MY EYES ARE CLOSED! I KNOW I COULD LOOK BETTER! DO YOU HAVE TO RUB IT IN? So she started to cry, and stomped off to her room, and even yelled at Keelee! *Sigh* But wait. It doesn't end there. Oh, no. THEN, I talked to my best friend...and SHE is having problems with HER parents...and...it's like...no. I won't say it. It's like a jinx. It's...OK. I'll say it. It's like the day couldn't get any worse. But mark my words...as soon as I say that, it will. It always does.
2.4.07
It's the Memorial!
What's today? Not April Fools'...that was yesterday (thank God). No, indeed—today is the Memorial of Jesus Christ's Death..or in Spanish...La Conmemoración. Yes, indeed, starting at 7:30 (in Wisconsin) we start to celebrate this very important occasion. This is the only "holiday" (it's not technically a holiday) that Jehovah's Witnesses celebrate. And I'm going to celebrate it!
I have a new dress and matching jacket for the occasion. It's sort of cadet blue, with flowers made out of buttons. The jacket used to have (ugh) shoulder pads...but fortunately Mom cut them out. I may not look crescent fresh, but I won't look too shabby! (Not for the Memorial! No way!) I may post a nice picture of myself later on.
Also, it was Mom's job to make the bread and buy the wine. So she made the bread, which is basically flour and water, and rolled it out, thin as a cracker, and baked it. Presto! Four "sheets" of dry, crackery bread. (I secretly find myself thinking, "I'm glad I'm not anointed, so that I'd have to eat the bread.") And the wine. The wine is an Inglenook, without sulfides, and won't be drunk by anyone until after the event. The bread won't be eaten, either. Only after the event, when us kids can sample some of the cracker-bread, will it be eaten. Maybe then I can dip the bread into the wine...? But anyway...it's very serious. DO NOT EAT THE BREAD. DO NOT DRINK THE WINE. BE RESPECTFUL. DON'T GOOF OFF. And whatnot.
I, personally, enjoy passing the little silver pan of bread and the tall glass of red wine. Oh, it's so exciting! It only comes once a year, and I personally make it a point to buy a new dress for every year. Yes. And this year is no different. Well, OK, last year, I had a skirt, but you know.
Afterwards, the girls and I get our picture taken, in our "array", in front of the stage. All in all, this night, while being serious, is still going to be a lot of fun.
I have a new dress and matching jacket for the occasion. It's sort of cadet blue, with flowers made out of buttons. The jacket used to have (ugh) shoulder pads...but fortunately Mom cut them out. I may not look crescent fresh, but I won't look too shabby! (Not for the Memorial! No way!) I may post a nice picture of myself later on.
Also, it was Mom's job to make the bread and buy the wine. So she made the bread, which is basically flour and water, and rolled it out, thin as a cracker, and baked it. Presto! Four "sheets" of dry, crackery bread. (I secretly find myself thinking, "I'm glad I'm not anointed, so that I'd have to eat the bread.") And the wine. The wine is an Inglenook, without sulfides, and won't be drunk by anyone until after the event. The bread won't be eaten, either. Only after the event, when us kids can sample some of the cracker-bread, will it be eaten. Maybe then I can dip the bread into the wine...? But anyway...it's very serious. DO NOT EAT THE BREAD. DO NOT DRINK THE WINE. BE RESPECTFUL. DON'T GOOF OFF. And whatnot.
I, personally, enjoy passing the little silver pan of bread and the tall glass of red wine. Oh, it's so exciting! It only comes once a year, and I personally make it a point to buy a new dress for every year. Yes. And this year is no different. Well, OK, last year, I had a skirt, but you know.
Afterwards, the girls and I get our picture taken, in our "array", in front of the stage. All in all, this night, while being serious, is still going to be a lot of fun.
Bad Record
You see? I told you I can't keep up with my blogging. Look. I haven't posted since the 27th. Bad, I call it! But I pledge to try harder to keep up with my blogging. For that, I'm going to make 3 or 4 posts today. Yes. I really do have enough information to do so, you know. So look out! Here I go.
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