"175 pounds of chisled steel and sex appeal"

Ah, the sweet memories! For those wondering how this picture ties in with the title, if you're in A.P. Comp it shouldn't be too hard.

Anyway, I'm kind of at a loss of things to do right now. I thought I had homework, like I usually do every night, but I really don't. The editing I need to do at school, and the bio I need to do with Isha and Dan. So I think I'm going to eat toast and read Eldest.

So, a large thanks for all you guys that helped me asking Raage. I personally thought it was an amazingly cool idea and allow you guys to steal it in the future.

Oh, and sorry to all those at the 12 hour relay that I marphed at. It was at the worst possible times, and for those that are wondering what I mean, you're not supposed to know. But it was fun for some of it. :-D

Sunday was wonderful, of course. Singing for 2 1/2 hours was great and then the college was gorgeous. Honestly, La Grande in the fall is the most beautiful place ever.

Oh, Dan, by the way, sorry about Bio and I hope you feel better. We still need to figure out the whole SM thing...I'm confused...I don't know if talking to you would accomplish anything but I feel like I have to get this figured out. Or at least pretend I'm doing something to figure it out.

I'm super glad we have Early Morning tomorrow. I love Wednesdays and Fridays. Wednesdays because of EMS and it's short, and Friday's because it's the last day of the week and EMS. I love it! I'm super excited to see who's cast in "The Foriegner". I think I have a rough idea from the few auditions I sat in on. But still, it should be really cool.

Anyway, I'm going to read now. I love you all and totally appreciate you being there! See most of you tomorrow, and thanks again!

Toodles!

-Jillian

RAGE!!!!

Hello!!! I hope you're feeling better and that you get enough sleep, though we know it won't happen. Anyway, here's your next direction thingy. Please check out Dan's blog. The address is www.harrishomeathome.blogspot.com. Thanks! Have a fun time!
-Jillian

People think I'm stupid just because I'm big, strong, and drool a little when I get excited

Memories of Sundays Past...

So, for all those who don't already know, I slept in my clothes last night. For the second time in six months. Except this time I was actually in my bed...but I was wearing my shoes. Which is weird. And I've learned it's possible to pull only a part of your gluteus maximus. Cuz I did.

Needless to say, last nights sleep was the worst I've ever gotten. Ever. Except maybe when I was a baby, but I doubt even then, because I was a happy, fat baby and my mom said that I slept constantly.

Anyway, last night was incredibly fun. I miss doing stuff like that where you're all "hey, let's get some people together and do random stuff like get kicked out of Riverside and talk constantly of making-out!" It was cool. I haven't had that much fun in a good long while. I wish we could have attacked Cooper though, but timing wasn't right, what with the whole Raage's mom sending him/us to Wal-Mart. And, btw, even though Raage is never going to read this, I love your mom. She's so awesome.

Oh, but now for my "I lived in La Grande three years and I still don't know where I'm going" story. I was driving back from Bear Mountain Pizza or the Parade of Homes or something, and I somehow get kind of lost so I'm driving around and I pull onto this street that looks vaguelly familiar. So I'm all "what street is this...?" and then I see this kid, riding a bike up the road and so I thought "that looks like...but no, it couldn't be, becuase then I'd be..." but it was, and I was. It was Raage's little brother riding his bike. I was on L. And I was never so happy to see Raage's house, because then I knew where I was.

Parade of Homes kind of sucked, but I'd be willing to do it again. It was cold, the people were nice, and I managed to read the Princess Bride, from which my afore title is from, all the way through. You know, I've read that book twice, and both times, I've read it all in only one day. It's a good book.

Um...anything more about my life right now? Not that I can think of. Just that I love my friends, it's so fun to hang out with them. Though the football game was a bear (stupid Dan and his obsession with agravating me), but I saved his life once, tried to make him impotant twice, and let him drive my car a lot more than I should have. Question for Dan if he reads this. Was that your mom that drove past? And, if so, did you get in trouble?

Oh, am I the only one that thinks it's finally becoming all gorgeous and fall-ey outside? The leaves are turning and everything! I think I may go for a walk afte the whole singing thing, down to the college and around M, because they have the coolest trees over there, and I hope they're turning too. Though I think I may need a coat. OH! PEACOAT! HURRAH! I'm excited.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Two molocules walk into a dating bar...

So, I'm ridiculously tired. And right now I'm waiting for my stupid pictures to download so I can work on my stupid photo essay. And I really don't have too much to say. The weekend was kind of cool. In a bad sort of way. Two broken down vehicles and a making out couple later, I'm back, and my grandparents are going to Alabama.

Anyway, I'm listening to a retarded song from Rent right now. It's really sort of weird. It's one of those things that would be interesting if it weren't...bad? Anyway, I'm just rambling.

The comp's making funny noises at me. I don't think I like it.

So I feel like there' s a two inch gap between my spine and my head and that my head's sort of just bobbing there.

I think getting some sleep might be a good idea. Is there anyone out there who concurs with this analysis? And why is it that I start usuing abnormally large words when I'm tired? I think that may the the only reason I got the score I did on the ACT.

Oh great, I'm such a dork! I was trying to go forward in my pictures that FINALLY downloaded, and I was like "why am I seeing these pictures again..." and of course, I was pushing the wrong button. Yeah, I've got a lot up in my brain right now. Ha...my brain made of Jell-O...hah...

Ah pooh, now some of the pictures won't open. This sucks.

But it's all good. I've got bottled water by me. Oh yeah, so cool...well, okay, so maybe it won't be so cool when I can't finish this assignment. I swear, Duncan would think I'm the most irresponsible thing to walk this earth. First the whole essay thing, then this...

I dislike school. I dislike school fervently.

So, I'm probably going to be on tonight, editing up my "Lifeline" essay that I sort of made-up. But hey, that's just between you and me...and not Mr. Duncan.

I'm sure I could come up with something semi-entertaing to type right now, like my observations that all teenagers really want is someone to care about them, or how my feet are kind of sore from my converses hitting in a funny spot on the side of my foot, but I don't want to. What I want to do is go to sleep. sleeeep....sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep....

I really wish someone would get on MSN right now...then I wouldn't sit here and babble like I am...ha...babble on, babylon...ha...wow...I'm really kind of sad right now.

Alright, I'll spare you from anymore of my blurbing and sign off. Till later tonight!

Toodles!

-Jillian

One more thing. Never stick a spoon full of peanut butter up your nose.

Those are my amazingly wonderful words of widsom for today. And as for my feelings about today all I can say is this. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHGUBAMUFGHAA!!!!!!!!!
*deep breath* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAFMGABAAAAHMUH!!!!!!!!

There you go. My feelings. I'M SO TIRED! Like, seriously, bio was soooooooooooooooooooo frickin hard! I was so tired and even writing was a chore.

But I had a strange epiphany (he he he...still my favorite word) in A.P. Comp today. It made me realize how Heavenly Father really does know each of us personally. We were sitting there, trying to write a stupid 'Lifeline' story about someone who helped change your life for the better. And I realized that I didn't really have anyone like that. And it wasn't a bad thing, because I realized every single time I've changed for the better it was because something bad happened to me, and I grew from that. Heavenly Father knows me so well that he knew I was as stubborn as a horse and that if anyone threw me a "Lifeline" so to speak, I would have rejected it without even realizing it. It's kind of cool. Though it doesn't help me too much on my assignment, it sure helped me through the rest of the day.

Hold on, have to go check on the spaghetti.

How do you spell spaghetti anyway? Like that? I suppose so, it looks fine. Well, as fine as the word spaghetti will ever look. Dang! I just realized I didn't get to wish Dan good luck today because the spoon missed choir! (ha! use your own word against you! booyah!) Anyway, good belated luck Dan! Run well! I'm kind of sad because I probably won't be able to find out how cross-country and football did until I get back on Tuesday, and by then it'll be old news.

For all those that don't know, I am going to Rexburg to go to my grandparents farewell. They're serving in a little coastal town in Alabama, and ten to one they're going to be doing clean-up from the hurricane, which'll be right up their alley since they bothed lived in Rexburg during the Teton Dam break. OH COOL! They're having an "engineering Rome" special on the history channel! Cool Beans! I have to go turn it on and check on the spaghetti, hold on.

Back. You know what I realized I really like? When you're just talking with a friend and then there's a bit of silence, and you just smile, and they smile back and you both start laughing. You're not laughing at anything or anyone, you're just happy that you're there. It's a weird moment; a strange and poignant connection between two souls if you will. It could just be me, but I love that feeling.

We're getting rid of Jumper tomorrow. HURRAH!!!!!!!!! NO MORE DOG PEEING IN MY ROOM AND CHEWING ON MY TEXT BOOKS!

Okay, enough blogging though, now that you're mostly updated on my fairly boring life. Except for this information, which most of you know anyway, but I'm going to rehash it anyway. Apparently I'm going to ASM for Dan for "The Foreigner" and help with dialect help if they need it. So, yeah, that's my news. It's not much, but hey.

Toodles!

-Jillian

It's official...thanks to my sister and eternal marriage, I will be related to the majority of Union County

In case you can't tell from my Title, my sister is officially engaged to Patxi Waite. I would like to now send out a big Wheeler Welcome from my family to any future relatives that may be reading this. And it's quite possible there will be some.

Anyway, I would like to say that my weekend rocked. It was really fun. Saturday was pretty boring, but Sunday was awesome, what with hymn caroling and the guys/missionaries coming over, not to mention it was fast sunday so it made it all the better. But Monday was a lot more fun than I was expecting it to be. Except when Dan and I work together someone has to take the inititive to say it's time to work, and neither of us are willing to do it. I guess if I end up ASM-ing we'll have to though, huh? But besides that, the Romriell's were over and we had a nummy nummy barbeque.

My room is now officially painted, for all of you there were just dying to know. Bright green, and a wonderful azure blue. As of tomorrow it's officially going tob be my room. Weird. Anyhoo, when it's finished I'm going to have a 'room warming' party or something. Or maybe not. But it would be cool too. Though I highly doubt I could fit more than five people in the room. It's kind of itty.

I think I'm going to go now though. I've got to read a Chapter in Bio and possibly finish putting my new bed together. *sigh* Life never slows down does it?

Oh, another peice of random information. I started voice lessons again today. I'm super excited, because Jamie kind of wants to throw a bunch of different things at me, which I'm totally up for. She has me looking at two or three - actually, I think four - arias and two art songs, plus a theatre song which I kind of like since I'd never really heard it before.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Look at him! He looks so...so similar!

Hello everyone! Tis I, Jillian Wheeler, reporting once again. While talking on the phone to Isha. Ooh, I'm such a mult-tasker! Ha, and by my spelling you can see how great of a multi-tasker I really am. Puh.

Alrighty, so the game last night was purdy dern fun. It was really fun to watch Raage and cheer him on, along with Ryan and the other guys I somehow know that are insane enough to run around wearing pads and spandex pants. And speaking of Spandex pants, I hate them. Especially on guys. It's just nasty.

So I've got a sucker right now. It's really kind of cool as it tastes like Strawberries and Cream. Question, am I the only one that's ever eaten a sucker in the shower? Cuz I was thinking about it the other day, and I realized that may not be the most common thing.

I've got nothing to do today, as I already did my chores, so I think I'm going to lounge around and read "The Work and the Glory" as they're really cool. Once I finish that I'll start on my homework, A.P. Bio and otherwise. And maybe I'll write a little. Actually, I think that's what I'll do now.

Hm, I'm trying to figure if there's anything else interesting I want to say. Not that I can think of. Okay.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Her hair glistened like nose hair after a sneeze...

So, school's already starting to get to me. I can't help it, and I have no idea why. I just wish I could be sequesterd somewhere where there was no school and there were no people. I thought I was over this stupid stage but I guess I'm getting aftershocks of it. I guess I'll have to deal with them and hopefully it'll be over soon with as few casualties as possible.

Wow, I re-read that and it made it sounds like I was turning into the Hulk or something. Which isn't too far off. I'm realizing some of the major flaws that I have and it's really hard to deal with them. I've never had to change certain things so ingrained my behavior before. It's a little rough. Like the fact that when I get frustrated I take it out on whatever's there, whether I'm angry with myself, someone else, or something as stupid as my shoe, I start to boil. Then if someone does anything to bug me I immediatly bristle and usually strike at the person I least want to and the person who deserves it the least. For some reason lately it's usually the one person who I regret biting at most. That makes it doubly hard because the wave of anger passes almost as soon as I realize what's going on, but by then I've already done the damage so I'm left sputtering apologies and looking stupid. Which isn't something new for me of course. The looking stupid bit at least. I tend to do that a lot.

I don't know what's bringing on this depressing mood. It might be the fact that in both non-fiction writing and A.P. comp we've been discussing some incredibly depressing topics. Well, not really discussing them, more like reading things that tend to be really sad. Though that doesn't explain all of it away.

And here's an interesting question. How come the only people I strike at are the ones close to me? Huh? Am I just demented? I suppose I am. I guess we all are in our own ways.

And wow, this blog turned out to be a lot deeper than I thought it would be. I meant to type about how the first few days of school had been, how I'm actually enjoying A.P. Bio half the time and how Seminary is awesome, as always. I'm so glad we have it tomorrow. Which reminds me, I need to get going on the stuff I have to do tonight. I need to shower, find my stuff for tomorrow (BLUE AND WHITE DAY! YAY), and finish up my Bio. I don't know if we'll have the study group. 1-Megan hasn't called and 2-I really don't feel like being social.

Apparently my parents are home, but I have no idea where they are. There bags are here and so are some groceries from Safeway, but the parents? The car? Nope.

Hm, maybe I'll go sorting through the groceries to see if there's any chocolate. If there is, I'll eat that, study scriptures, and be all right in the morning. It's the perfect medicine for happiness!

Toodles!

-Jillian