Sing Noel

So I'm listening to the 2001 Echoliers Christmas CD.

I love Christmas songs, and especially God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, and they did an awesome version of that so I've been listening to it like, nonstop. Fantastic.

SO, MY BIRTHDAY WAS MARVELOUS.

Not in any big, earth shattering, surprise party part of way, but all the little things added up and I really liked it. Like Katie Roddy put construction paper strips across my doorway that said, "Happy 18th Birthday my fellow Cyantist" so that I nearly walked into when I got up for breakfast. PS- A "Cyantist" is a word we made up for someone who studies Cyan, which is blue :D

Then everyone wished my happy birthday and it was just fun.

And Kristy ordered me pizza and wrote "Happy !8th B-day Gen" in cookie dough (which is my weakness) and ordered us pizza.

And Ayana let me use her chapstick :D

Anywho.

So, all afternoon classes were canceled today.

It's been snowing non-stop all day, and it's a Level 1 snow emergency right now. I'm praying for a Level 2, maybe Level 3 :D

I just don't want to go to school tomorrow, but Thiursdays are my easy days so it wouldn't really bother me if we did have school.

IT JUST TICKS ME OFF THAT WE CAN'T GO SLEDDING BEHIND THE CAFETERIA WITHOUT SUPERVISION.
LIKE, FOR SERIOUS, MVA?

Because that's totally what I've been doing my three previous years, in addition to having boys in the mix, and we totally didn't get hurt or have sex.

It just annoys me that we've apparently had so many rules since my freshman year, but suddenly they're actually using them and it's at the most ridiculous times and I'm just thinking, "And you WONDER why our school population is shrinking?"

It's because My entire three years here, I've loved MVA. This place is my home.
And suddenly it's a giant prison, and I just can't say that if I wasn't graduating or had the chance to come back that I would.
Because I WOULDN'T.


GAH.

FINAL COUNTDOWN

I have that song stuck in my head now.

So, My clock says 11:24 but I'm pretty sure it's fast. the point is that I have very few minutes until it's officially my birthday. I plan on being asleep by then, so I'll make this brief.


I HATE BEING A WOMAN AND ALL THAT IT ENTAILS.
Okay, so I spoke a little harshly.
But why don't MEN have to PMS?

Maybe it's because I've started taking my Focalin again (which is like Adderal minus the sudden death side effect), plus the whole PMS thing just makes it worse, but I've been having these TERRIBLE mood swings. Like, what's the name of that one roller coaster where you drop ridiculously fast? I'm like that, personified, right now.


Other than that, life is grand :D


So I've decided that men who are musically inclined are way more attractive to me than men who like to speed. I am terrified by high miles per hour. Motorcycles are ok until you go past 50. Cars are fine until you go past the speed limit.
Both of those- especially on turns.


Anywho.


The point is, that I hate feeling feminine because I have all of these ridiculously illogical feelings that make absolutely no sense. Like, "I'm not over Mark."
Ok, you think he's a womanizer, he doesn't talk to you, he totally just left you in the dust, and yet you totally stop thinking about ANY of that when you see him.
I am truly an idiot.

AND THEN I GO AND GET UPSET ABOUT IT.

Like, for real, Genevieve?
You're just bringing this upon yourself.

Stupid boys.
Stupid hormones.
Stupid me.


:D

AWESOME COVERED AWESOME WITH AWESOME FILLING

To put a spin on Scrubs...

Anywho.

Katie's house was super fun. Kristy, Jeff, Alex, and a new Alex (Craft) were there as well.
There was an indoor pool, a trampoline, a hot tub, and lots of delicious home cooked meals.
We watched movies, played games, talked, swam, hiked, ate, and napped (minus the time when Alex Craft jumped on Kristy and I and woke us up).

So, that was mostly fun with a bit of relaxation and exercise thrown in.


I forgot to mention that I got a camera for Christmas.

It is the joy of my life, behind God and food.

It's a Canon XSI, I think.

I ♥ heart ♥ it.

So, me.

Not campus bound.

Birthday next Tuesday (the 13th).

DEFINITELY LOOKING FORWARD TO IT.

WINTER ARMS

I reluctantly left the balmy embrace of Texas, and returned to an Ohio waiting for me with winter arms wide open.

COLD, CHILLY, FRIGID, WINTER ARMS.

And no snow.

Why, Ohio, why? It was all I wanted from you for Christmas...


IN OTHER NEWS...

So. The drive DOWN to Texas.
I was either under a drug induced sleeping haze or puking.
My memories of Arkansas will be forever tainted.

Did you know they have roads made of concrete there?
Badly made roads of concrete.

I looked like the seventh circle of hell nuked in the microwave and served on a shingle.

I felt much better in the morning, with some food finally staying in my belly and an actualy bed beneath my back.

I raced go-karts (THE FAST ONES were my favorite), hung out with my THIRTY relatives (Uncle Richie & Aunt Jodi with Gregory & Nick; Aunt Cathy & Uncle Tim with Tina, Joan, Erin, & Timmy; Uncle Danny with Bert & Sam; My mother & father with Sieanna, me, Allison, & Michael; Uncle Pat & Aunt Lauren with Cassandra, Rachel, Adam, & Andrew; Aunt Tina _{[Uncle David wasn't present]} with David and Summer; PLUS NONNA).
And I drove a four-wheeler, shot a 12 gauge shotgun, and did other fun and awesome stuff.

So, Texas = awesome topped with palm trees.
I couldn't believe it was winter.
My entire being rejected the idea that Christmas had only been a few days away.
I mean, really Texas?
75 degrees?

YES.
YES YES YES YES YES.



So, aside from Texas being awesome and Aunt Tina being one of the funniest people I've ever loved...

The trip back to Ohio.
A little better than the way down, since we took our time.
We spent New Years at a HoJo somewhere in Tupelo, MS and slept through the entire thing.

Breakfast was Waffle House.

Delicioso ♥



Tomorrow morning I leave for Katie Roddy's.

Good night!

Behind the times...

Like, EONS behind the times.

Is it really Christmas Eve?

Boo for holidays sneaking up on people.



AND IT'S STILL RAINING.



_{If I come back from Texas to a swamp, I will not be pleased, Ohio!}

"COME BACK TO TEXAS"

"THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH OHIO, EXCEPT THE SNOW AND THE RAIN-"


Haven't been to Texas.
UNTIL NOW.

We're going down Christmas night, to be with my mother's side of the family. Her 5 brothers & sisters, their spouses, their children, and NONNA ♥
That's like, 30 people.
Most of them are loud, a few are obnoxious, and all of the adults drink heartily of the "acqua di vita", aka WINE.

It's going to be interesting.


In other news.
Went to the Holt Heroetes Christmas party after Christmas concert (which I NARRATED, and everyone thought that it was someone else with a prettier voice because I have a cold and it didn't sound like me). I must say, WOW. If I was that type of girl, I'd totally steal Mark away from his girlfriend, because he has developed into a FINE young man.
But I'm over him, and I'm not that kind of girl, so I should probably nip that thought in the bud right now.
Vicky & Becca were at the party, which is col because I haven't seen Vicky in forever and the last time I saw Becca she was asleep the entire time.


Aaaaaand...

Amy should be coming by shortly to pick me up so we can go over to her house & I can wrap my family's presents in secret.


OH! I forgot.

We have a new kitty~♥
I wasn't thrilled when mother sprang it on me that she took in a stray, but then I saw him. He's ALL BLACK- nose, whiskers, tummy, toes, everything except his eyes, which are yellow/ green. They named him "Samhain", which is some Celtic or Gaelic or something word which is equivalent to Halloween.
I call him Sam Wheezy, because he has a cold and it sounds like a rapper name :D

Cringe

So there's this book called Cringe, and it's a bit interesting because it's just a bunch of journals and diaries from people that used to be teenagers (imagine that!)
It's called "cringe" because the author had this thing where she wanted to find the worst /slash/ most embarassing entry ever, the one that made them physically cringe.

It's hilarious, but it's also interesting because, HEY, I'm a teenager. Except some of these people we like, 11 when they wrote the entry, and they were WAY more into dating and popularity than I was when I was 11.

That's not really saying a lot, since I was a weirdo, but still...


In other news.

I'm proofing Tae Jun's college application essay thing, and it made me realize, "Crap. I'm awesome at editing stuff."
I just hate writing essays.

It's been in my mind quite a bit because I have to figure out pretty soon what the heck I'm going to be when I grow up, since I'll have to major in it and live with it for the rest of my life.

My mother is assured that I will be a doctor.
My father is still harboring a secret longing that I will become some sort of artist.

I HAVE NO IDEA.

I like teaching, giving people back massages, and doodling.

I'm good at giving back massages, editing, and memorizing things.

I HATE MATH, WHICH BASICALLY RULES OUT ANYTHING IN THE WORLD.


...


In other news.


I miss Meagan :(
and MVA.


Speaking of MVA...

It's been bothering me that I don't really like it as much as I did. I mean, I still love it there, but the administration has gone CRAZY and I never get to talk to Dean Shiela and it's all just ridiculous.

I'm going to go work on my wedding project now, like I should've been doing the entire time...