A wise man once said "I don't know, ask a woman!"

so, this will be my last post before I leave. Gol I feel so...I dunno, excited, nervous, hungry and freakishly tired. Not to mention a little apprehensive. There's a little voice in the back of my head telling me not to go, just stay here and be bored and go to rehersal, don't do anything different.

Course then I've always been slightly weird.

Ooh, my chapstick is making my chapped lips tingle. It's a good tingle though, don't you guys all worry and think I'm burning my lips off. What would people look like without lips? I guess you could just look at certain people like Kenneth Branaugh who have FREAKISHLY skinny lips - a.k.a. chicken lips, not to be confused with chicken legs - and get the idea from them.

You know, I think chickens get a bum wrap. I mean seriously! Chicken lips, chicken legs. Those guys do a lot for us though. They...um...give us feather pillows and stuff like that. And hey, who hasn't enjoyed a good chicken breast sometime in their life eh? eh? Come on, everybody loves chicken!

So I'm waking up in like, two hours to go to Portland where I will endure four days of intensive music camp and probably be stuck around prissy music people. Ugh. I'm going to burst into tears sometime during this trip, I know it. Lack of sleep mixed with some wacked out hormones and decreased appetite...apetite...appettite...apettite...okay, you know what I mean, anyway when you mix that with the other stuff I listed you get a girl on the edge. heh...donkey on the edge...heh...

Okay, I officially need sleep.

So adieu, adieu my dear friends! I shall see you at a later date when I shall return triumphantly from my globe trotting with four tapes of me blabbering and 12 - yes, 12 - rolls of film. I shall then invite you all over and possibly make you wild with envy or just make you want to kill me as I sit there reminiscing and make you listen to all seven hours of my tapes. Which - if it anything like the video tape from New York, will make zero sense and won't even be remotely funny if you weren't there. Well, that's a lie. People who weren't there got a kick out of the whole Jennifer-and-me-falling-off-the-bed-onto-eachother thing. But that was just a feat of amazing real life sitcom-ness.

Alright, i'm SERIOUSLY leaving now, as I think my dad has sworn not to go to bed until I do. Which is insane, he actually has to help my mom drive tomorrow, while I just get to sit in a classroom learning music all day. So I'll see you guys later, and I'll miss you TONS! I feel bad cuz I never told some of you good-bye. Course it's not like I'm leaving forever, but three weeks, COME ON. In teenager world that's like, four years!

OKAY I'M GETTING OFF! OFFICIALLY! THIS IS MY LAST BLOG AS A NON-INTERNATIONAL TRAVELER! ooh, that has a nice ring to it! Jillian Wheeler - International Traveler.

Toodles everyone! I'm off to see the world! And, if i get a chance to use a computer, I'll so blog.

-Jillian

p.s. Dan, don't forget to send me those pictures!

heh...heh...heh...

I dedicate the drivers ed section in this teen girls squad episode to Coop. So there you go Coop, knock yourself out.
-Jillian
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"It's nice to have variety in pizza" - Josef Mielke

The Untitled Work

-by Daniel and Jillian

Once upon a time there was a beautiful, happy, wonderful girl named Jillian. And she had 3 beautiful happy wnderful children named Sam, Rebekah, and Steven. Now Jillian lives in Maryland and drives a BMW - or a big mormon wagon - and lives in a one million dollar home and her husband is a nuclear physist. He was incredibly attractive, having decided to stop being an underwear model to pursue physics and his love for humanitarian work with the less fortunate. But then he went to Africa to help the poor 3rd world country people and he got monkey pox and died. So Jillian was then henceforth sad that her husband died, so she decided to remarry. Her new husband was thus kidnapped by the North Koreans and carried off into bondage.

Poor Jillian had horrible luck with husbands and so decided to go find her poor kidnapped 2nd husband and leave her ugly children home by themselves as she risked her own life for her husband who was equally attractive as her first one, except the 2nd one was named Yohani McCfergeson.

How exciting!

And thus Jillian was carried off into bondage also, by the North Koreans and eventually became their dictator. President Daniel Harris of the United States of America invaded North Korea and unified Korea for the first time in 60 years.

But Jillian got away, snuck into the White House with her super mad spy skills, brainwashed Daniel with her amazing beauty and feminine whiles and controlled him, thus gaining control of North Korea and the U.S. The American people wanted their president back, so doctors restored his memory with top secret military technology. Jillian was thus bound and cast into a high secruity prison on the planet Venus. Which she took over and planned her conquest of all Earth.

The Kremin time shift appears in orbit of Venus and erases Venus from temporal timeline - and Jillian along with it. Thus making the world a sad, lonely place where no one is happy and Daniel who used to be a good president of the U.S. became the mean, evil, oppresive dictator of all the galaxy. And thus we see without wonderful, pretty woman such as Jillian the world would be a horrible place.

THE END

You know how it is Mr. Fox, you're out clubbing one night, looking for kicks, and people start passing around the weaponized hallucinogens...

Alright, this is going to be a quick one, since we have to leave and pick up Beckah for Youth Conference in like, eight minutes. Luckily though I stayed up till two last night packing so I don't have to worry about getting that done right now.

Okay, so I didn't stay up till two packing. I sort of got totally and completely sidetracked by my E.F.Y. scrapbook which is officially done. It's so cool though! I think this means I'm "offically" a mormon or something, having completed my first scrapbook. It was so much fun to do! You're all going to have to stop by and look at it sometime.

But it was fun staying up. I watched Emperors New Groove, Monsters Inc., Lion King 1 1/2 (sorry Maegan, you couldn't finish it), and I will Go and Do, which is always awesome. Anyhoo, between packing, scrapbooking, baking a cake for Devin that we HOPE doesn't poison him, or at least tastes alright, watching movies, and dancing crazily to loud music I enjoyed myself last night.

Oh, mom just called Beckah to tell her we were on our way. See you guys later!

-Jillian

p.s. Dan, if you're not going to post the story I need my notebook back!! Actually, on second thought, I need my notebook back anyway! It's got my church notes in it!

p.p.s. I'M SO EXCITED FOR YOUTH CONFERENCE!!!!

You have the healthy glow that bespeaks meticulous care and grooming

Alright, that's the last time I use that quote I swear. Okay, so maybe I don't swear on it, I know it'll come out sometime, just like I'm still yelling "airplane!!" every now and then. And not to mention the whole "can I get a whoot, whoot?" Ah, way too many memories, and I can't wait to get my pictures of them. Anyway, E.F.Y. was a total blast as all of you know, and you've all probably heard all the really cool things that happened there (a.k.a. the Frat party, the girl getting called up during the fireside, What Heaven Sees in You, etc.) and if you haven't I'll probably tell you about it within the next week. Gol, I miss being there. Yesterday Daniel and I (wow, good job Jillian, way to use proper grammar!) snuck off after the fireside with Cooper tagging along and we just sat at our company spots for a while. It was depressing but wonderful at the same time.

Speaking of the fireside, it was totally awesome! I still find it slightly ironic that we traveled three hours for an hour and a half fireside, but it was worth it. And contrary to popular belief - or at least the belief of my mother - on the way back if I had my choice I wouldn't be sandwiched between two teenage boys who were giving off a freakish amount of body heat. Besides that, Daniel kept on waking me up. We talked about some interesting stuff though.

Anyway, I've made a new resolution. My summer resolution if you will. I've decided I'm going to let people know how much I care about and appreciate them, because I usually don't. I mean, Maegan and I talk about it a lot, but we never seem to communicate it to the people we talk about, and I really want to now. So if I come up to you and say something weird about me liking you or something, don't freak, it's me being "E.F.Y.-ed" because we talked about gratitude a lot.

Hm...what else is there to talk about? Not much. I leave for Europe a week from Thursday and we have to have a Star Wars party, go see Batman, and hang out a lot more before I leave for twenty days. Ohmigosh, I'm so excited but I'm freaked out too. It's going to be so different than what I'm used to. I'm used to E.F.Y. where everyone's all spiritual and modest and kind and I'm going to a choir where they're all usually bitter and competitive and worldly. Freaky.

Oh, but Youth Conference is coming up! HURRAH FOR YOUTH CONFERENCE!

But I should get off. I have to go help my mom teach the dances to the wee-wats that are auditioning for Annie.

Speaking of, I really want to do "Joseph". I may try and talk my dad into letting me audition. But that's besides the point.

-Jillian

"What's that? Is it like spooning?" - the one and only Derek Cooper

Hello world! I'm too awake to go to sleep right now, even though i'm going to wake up in like, four hours to take the ACT, but we just went to the drive-in and that always wires me for at least an hour. I suppose if I laid in bed for a while I would probably doze off eventually, but where's the fun in that? Conking out the minute your head touches the pillow is much nicer.

I've decided I love my life. Seriously, it's totally awesome. I had one of those moments tonight when you look around at the people you're with and think about your family and other people you know and you're like "wow...these are some amazing people, what on earth did I ever do to deserve this company?" and you just smile and feel grateful that someone up there bribed Heavenly Father enough to give you friends like these.

I really should get off, but there's this happy/content bubble inside that won't let me go to sleep. I'll probably just read my scripture instead, which is better than writing in my blog anyway.

And Daniel, I forgot to tell you: "parting was such sweet sorrow!"

Night All!!

-Jillian

There's a very small percentile that enjoys a dancing gentile

21 Days until I leave for Portland, 24 until London!!! AAAAAH! AND I HAVE EFY NEXT WEEK!!! COULD THIS GET ANY BETTER!!
-Jillian

Behold, I am man, the pointy top of the food chain! Gaze in wonder upon my opposable thumb!

I love the smell of campfire. I just got back from Mollie's and we were roasting marshmellow's...mmm...yummy...

Anyhoo, I've come to the conclusion that life is weird. I just hope the lady at the Hilton was wrong when she said it doesn't get easier, cuz that would royally suck if she was right.

I love church and mutual. It's so funny, because we always gripe about going (at least mutual sometimes) but when I'm there I never want to leave, even if we're just doing something silly like playing volleyball. It doesn't matter who you are or what you think of other people or your political beliefs, when you're there it's just peaceful.

I really like people. Like, seriously. There are maybe two people in this whole wide world that really REALLY bug me. Now, granted, even the coolest people bug me every once in a blue moon, but there are seriously few people who annoy me to the point I don't like hanging around with them. And I don't get how poeple can be so against someone, which is probably why I play "devils-advocate" when people talking about hating other people. That and I'm contradictory.

I'm so glad Junior year is over. Seriously, it's be purdy darn sucky. Now granted there have been a few good parts, but mostly...blah. Here's a brief overview:
Greatest let-down: Choir
Best surprise: My family and Maegan
Best Memory: The Random Racoon Squad's first night out
Worst Memory: Crying during Oklahoma - or just Oklahoma in general
Biggest Regret: Steven Baxter
Moment I wish to change: saying good-bye to Devin
Moment I would never change: Picking Raage up over my shoulder
Biggest Frustration: myself
Song that would describe my Junior year: Pressure by Billy Joel

I miss Jennifer.

It's not like I would give up this year though. Ohmigosh, it's sucked but honestly, besides that I wrote up there, I wouldn't change a thing. I've learned so much, and not just from school, if you get my meaning!

It's funny, cuz there are so many people that think I'm stupid and immature. I just laugh at them, because what I said to Mr. Sebastyn isn't that far off. I do have a certain amount of maturity to get through my life. It's just that most people aren't worth my maturity. I'm mature when I need to be. If something needs to get done, if a problem comes up that I need to solve, or if someone needs to talk about something I'll definitly be mature.

But anyway, it really agravates me when someone is a confessie (meaning someone confessed to) and then they turn around and talk about the confessor. It's like "if someone trusts you enough to talk to you, you should at least TRY and live up to that trust." I guess it's that same feeling that prohibits me from ever telling other people who my friends like. I think the biggest insult I could recieve is not being trusthworthy, at least in the way of telling other people things.

Now granted, I have no idea where that came from...except it's one of the things i've learned this year. And ew, I just had the nastiest tasting burger belch. Just fyi.

26 days until I leave for Portland and 29 until I leave for Europe. WOOHOO!!

Michael Jackson is scary looking. How can anyone say he isn't freaky?

Okay, tell me how this works. Steven never met Jennifer, and yet he still managed to call me Jen. I can get Raage calling me Jennifer cuz I do act like her sometimes and he worked with her for, what, five months? But a guy who doesn't know her? Weird.

Ew, I have marshmellow gunk in my hair. I bent over after we were roasting the marshmellows and my hair got stuck in the left-over gunk on my stick. It was fairly disgusting. All the girls there were like "ew! disgusting!"

Ope, Isha's here. Gotta go

-Jillian out

For Now

Everyone's a little bit unsatisfied
Everyone goes around a little empty inside
Take a breath
Look around
Swallow your pride
For now...

Nothing lasts, life goes on
Full of surprises
You'll be faced with problems
of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises
for now...

But only for now
Only for now

Fornow we're healthy, for now we're employed
For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things
We cannot avoid
For now...
But only for now...

For now there's life
For now there's love
For now there's work
For now there's happiness
But only for now

For now discomfort
For now there's friendship
For now, only for now

Flirting! Is only for now
Your hair! Is only for now
Politics! Is only for now

Don't stress, relax!
Let life roll off your backs
Except death and paying taxes
Everyting in life is only for now

Each time you smile
It will only last a while
Life may be scary
But it's only temporary

Everything's only for now!

-The vast "wisdom" that is Avenue Q

You know, it’s much more real than a movie when it’s real

Gol, I can't believe it's over. Seriously. It's just...over, like that. No big release of happiness, no wishing that it wasn't ending. Just blah, there you go, you're done. I'm sort of just sitting here in a daze wondering what I'm going to do when I wake up Monday morning. It might hit me then that I'm in my "Senior Summer" and that I'm officially the top of the totem pole in the high school hierchy. Probably not though. I'll probably just switch into numb mode until EFY knocks me out of it.

I do believe this stupor is brought on partly by the whole school being over thing and partly becaue of my lack of sleep. And I was honestly going to write you guys episode three of the Jillian Pulling All-Nighters Series, but when I was finally finished at five in the morning I was just like "forget it" and went to try and read Abarat instead, which turned out to be pointless as there was no way in heck that I would be able to read three hundred pages during school. So I gave up. But I want to check it out again at the beginning of next year so I can finish it before school gets all crazy again.

And now? Now I should go clean my room in case there is a chance Gen decides to come up - which would totally make my month, by the way. But ugh...cleaning...I may just wait till after Jimmy Neutron's over. HUZZAH!!

-Jillian

You can just suck my big toe...and I hope it tastes funny!

So yeah, today's sucking really badly. I hate it when this happens. It feels like the entire world is moving along, progressing, and I'm just sitting in a haze watching it go by. It's like one of those shots where they have a person standing alone in the crowd not moving while people zoom by in little blurs. Except in this case it's more me trying to move through water while everyone else is flying.

I don't know how else to describe it, so I'll leave it at that.

I should really be working on my A.P. stuff right now, but I'm lacking motivation to do anything but curl up in a corner and read. That's the problem when I get a good book, I never want to stop reading it. Maybe that's why my parents would take them away from me as a form of punishment.

And now Sebastyn is sitting sort of behind me so I should probably do my work.

Gol, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.

-Jillian