How come they always put the "do not turn package over" instructions on the bottom of the package?

So, today has been fun. Yesterday was pretty cool/boring, what with Link Crew training and all. And then with the Mike Bassel walking into the sleep over the drunk guys outside banging on the doors at two in the morning, combined with the fact that we were on the gym floor, well, that just topped it off. ;) Actually, it wasn't as bad as it sounds, it turned out to be a lot of fun. I hung with Dane and Reed mostly, but in the end I spent almost 100% of my awake hours with Dane today, as he's my Link Crew partner. So, here's what happened and why I'm slightly rummy and inhibitied right now; a.k.a. I'm slightly high.

#1) I'm running on 5.5 or so hours of sleep. Not too bad, but enough to make me 'see the fun side of life' a little more than normal.

#2) Dane and I went through 11 cans of spray paint today trying to make our costumes which - just so you know - look kind of like gangster art done by two year olds who can't spell right.

It was really funny though, because we figured, you know, two, three hours at most and our costumes would be done. See, we had decided to go as "cereal killers", making the kids wear cardboard boxes painted like cereal boxes and have knives and machette's sticking out of them and stuff. Fake of course. But this turned out to be too hard for our poor, feeble, sleep-deprived minds, but we tried anyway. Together me, Dane, and Kristy went recycle bin diving behind Sears, got as much cardboard as we could fit in the back of the van, went to Walmart, bought all the supplies we thought we'd need - 3 cans of spray paint and some stencils - and went to go make boxes. It started really fun, kind of goofing around in the summer sun on my front lawn. But it soon became semi-nightmarish. 1 can of spray paint only covered a 3rd of a box. So, anyway, we kind of cut out all the boxes, lined them with duct tape and started making the thingys...um...the...knives? yeah, the knives when Dane went and bought 8 more cans of spray paint. I continued to spray some of the boxes with whatever paint we had left. Unfortunately, even though we were in what should have been a very well ventilated area - out on my driveway - everytime I sprayed for more than 30 seconds at a time I had a large sphere of fumes around me that I inhaled. Dane came back, helping me, and ohmigosh, we were so easily amused. For example:

Dane: This box looks like crap.

Me: Good thing we're painting it brown then.

And seriously, I'm laughing at that right now. And like, my eyes were watering and I was dizzy and nauseous and stuff, but dang I was having a good time. I think everything within a square block might have been affected by the fumes. Anyway, we finally finished at 5:30 (we started at 1) and it was funny because me and Dane could barely lift a cardboard box together. It was so funny, we were making fun of him because he was complainging cardboard was heavey, so he asked for my help and the two of us couldn't haul it together. It was soooooooooooooo sad.

Anyway, that's been my day, and I am completely exhausted and still very easily amused. I hope you all have had wonderful 'final-saturdays-before-school-starts'! See you Tuesday...or Sunday, dependings!

Toodles!

-Jillian

Another post...No Life No Wife revisited!

So, okay, I'm bored and it's one in the morning so I've decided since my last post was short, I'm going to use the translator on it. How awesome is this!?

Ariite one and all! jillian wheeler report'n ternight as ay wait fe me fute brother-in-law...i saddy juss wait'n fe us family kidda nick. *evil grin*

so ternight at mutual wuz intiest'n. it made me dead made-up dat ay wuz nah longer in middle schewl and dat ay 'uv beun raised wi' certain social graces. but it wuz fun still. and de scran wuz mint and ay got two 'ershey kisses and dead thick, rich, chocolate cake. oh, and o' cose we managed ter see jacklyn's chavvy. so custy! evun dough eez slightly pple.

anyway, Am watch'n bride and prejudice...fer de second time ternight. it wuz fun dough, afti ay watched it de fairst time isha and ay went over ter de 'arris's and de chadwick's and sang ter rachel and laa, along wi' ewever 'appened ter be thuz at de time.

last night tned out ter be a lotti fun dough. ay didn't think we would end up stay'n as long as we did, but - as ay said - it wuz worth de lecte and punishment ay got.

anyway, about me schedule, ay got everyth'n ay needed ter graduate as bright as raise me g.p.a. so 'opefully de year will bowl bright. ay dead wish ay could get me elastic bands onna laptop dough, because ay 'uv a weird feel'n Am go'n ter need it wi' rehersals and a.p. comp and everyth'n. oh bright, what tinnie yew do?

so, Am chocka, and ay think Am go'n ter bowl and do firkin...yeah...that'd be boss...

tewdles!!

-jillian

and this is how I would sound if I were from Liverpool...holy pooh on toast...it's so much easier to understand when someone's speaking it!

p.s. and Dan, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ...even though I guess because it's past midnight it's no longer your birthday, but heck, who really cares?

No Life Without Wife!

Hello one and all! Jillian Wheeler reporting tonight as I wait for my future brother-in-law...I mean just waiting for our family friend Nick. *evil grin*

So tonight at mutual was interesting. It made me very happy that I was no longer in middle school and that I have been raised with certain social graces. But it was fun still. And the food was good and I got two Hershey kisses and really thick, rich, chocolate cake. Oh, and of course we managed to see Jacklyn's baby. So cute! Even though he's slightly purple.

Anyway, I'm watching Bride and Prejudice...for the second time tonight. It was fun though, after I watched it the first time Isha and I went over to the Harris's and the Chadwick's and sang to Rachel and Laura, along with whoever happened to be there at the time.

Last night turned out to be a lot of fun though. I didn't think we would end up staying as long as we did, but - as I said - it was worth the lecture and punishment I got.

Anyway, about my schedule, I got everything I needed to graduate as well as raise my G.P.A. so hopefully the year will go well. I really wish I could get my hands on a laptop though, because I have a weird feeling I'm going to need it with rehersals and A.P. comp and everything. Oh well, what can you do?

So, I'm bored, and I think I'm going to go and do something...yeah...that'd be cool...

Toodles!!

-Jillian

Haven’t we English always hated the French? Do you think the men who burned Joan of Arc were just wasting matches?!

Okay, for all you girls out there who love fantasy novels, the one featured on my...um...I guess it would be my right, huh?...anyway, the one with the cover showing is perhaps the best one of all. At least I think so. It's right up there with Ella Enchanted at least. There's a spunky short heroine who is full of flaws but at the same time you have to love her. If any of you would like to borrow it, feel free to ask me, as I bought it at Barnes and Nobles the other night. Oh, and speaking of buying books, we bought "Wicked" and I seriously about threw-up. That is a disgusting, immoral book! It could seriously be used as soft-porn. So there you go, don't read "Wicked" just be content to listen to the musical and imagine what's going on but read Crown Duel, cuz that one's cool. Anyhoo, this is Jillian's Super Sassy Book Review, signing off!

Alrighty, now to me. I just got back fromt he coolest family reunion. You know, I was really dreading it, as all my family usually does is play Pinochle. Now, no doubt about it, there was a ton of Pinochle going on, but we also managed to get my grandpa to play mow-master which had to be the funniest thing. Especially when you throw in my Uncle Jared and my cousin Zach. And of course, it wouldn't be a trip unless I got sunburned/tanned. I swear, I'm going to be able to tell my summer travels through tanlines! "This one is from the family reunion, and this is from Venice, and this one's from the matterhorn..." but what really t's me off is the fact that I put SPF 50 on my face and it was the only part of my body that burned! Who cares that I had been out in the sun for about 8 hours straight - while my face only was protected - and the rest of me only got tan, but my face looks like a tomato. Gr...stupid acne medication.

But I seriously have the cutest cousins ever. Maddie - who's three - kept on showing off how she could stick her face underwater at the pool. She would take this huge gulp of air, go under for two or three seconds, then re-emerge with this huge grin on her face. Seriously, she's a doll.

I love my family. It's weird, because I've never been close to them. Sure, they're my blood and everything, but when you don't see family members until your 7 years old and even then you only see them once or twice a year besides that, you don't get that attatched to them. I actually feel closer to some of my friends extended family than I do to my own sometime. But I'm super glad I was able to spend this time with them, even though only three of the six kids showed up.

Anyhoo, I'm tired and I'm trying to write this stupid story. Gol I hope we have a thunderstorm! I have to register tomorrow. Blah. Oh! But I went and checked out the BYU-I campus while we were in Rexburg, and when I go down to my grandparents farewell in September I'm going to go chat with the department heads if I can. I still don't know where I'm going yet, or what I'm studying. Oh well, I'll have a little time.

Toodles!!

-Jillian

And why do I have a picture of "Wicked" on my blog, you may ask? It's because I've found a theme song in "I'm Not That Girl" because honestly, that describes the past little while and most likely the rest of my life. For some reason this doesn't bug me though. Well, that and Idina Menzel totally rocks my socks and if I could grow up to be her that would be cool. Though I would have a problem doing "Rent".

So the dance was fun. Except now if I touch my cranium in almost any place it's sore, but I can only remember 3 times I got hit there: Dan's cheekbone, Dan's elbow, and the volleyball, but there are four sore places. How does this work? I dunno, maybe I smacked my skull on my headboard last night. I am amazingly skilled like that after all. Or - and this is probably most likely - I got smacked too many times last night to remember individual incidences.

So, I have no guidance in my life now. It's weird. If you asked me 2 years ago what I planned for the rest of my life I would have told you where I was going to college, what I was studying, my plan of action, blahdey blahdey blahdey. Now people ask where I'm going to college and I honestly don't know. It's weird.

I like being nice to people. It's really fun. And what's more, it helps them have fun too. That's my deep thought for the day, just so you know.

Nick's homecoming talk was cool and me and Gen actually sounded pretty good singing this morning. It's the spirit I tell you. But after Nick's really cool talk on commitment there was this guy who talked about tithing and it was really cool. I can't remember why it was really cool, but it made me want to go out and get a job just so I could pay tithing. Then we went over to Jaime's mom's house and played with their beagle Abby (my beagle's cuter! nah-nah nah-nah-nah!) where I promptly fell asleep on their lay-z-boy. I can't help it, I went to be at 2 last night and woke up at four, I was sleep-deprived. We then went over to the Romriell's, I totally woke up and was insane to scare some of Gen's cousins that I've known for a while, then promptly lost energy, hung around with Jeremy and John while eating homemade Vanilla ice cream, said good-bye with the promise that they're going to come up and visit sometime, than left and promptly conked out on the ride home. My Sunday in a nutshell. I am sad I missed the talk on the constitution and stuff, as I am absolutly obsessed about History, but it was good to see Nick and Karrinna and Gen and Jeremy again. And does constitution really have that many T's in it? I guess it does.

I'm going to go...my sis needs help with dishes before "Ping-Ping" comes over.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Well, she didn’t want to grow a horn out of her head. She was just unlucky.

So, Annie opened today, and apparently everyone decided that opening night was the night to come to it. Maegan was there, Becca was there, Dan was there along with his Harem of younger sisters and his parents, and Rachel and Megan and Caitlin and Jamie, and Jeff. And me of course, but I'm not that important. You know, I really like Jeff. I've decided this. He is now my new favorite Tenor. Sorry Raage, you can just be my favorite make-out partner that I consider to be my brother. And Dan, you're still my favorite blonde boy.

Oh, so I saw my first preview for "Rent" last night. Ah! I'm so excited! I'm seriously going to cry if it's rated R. Now, those who know my opinion of Rent may be confused by my over-eagerness for this movie. I'm not so much excited for the story and stuff, but I'm interested in seeing such amazingly talented people (Idina Menzel, Adam Pascal, Jesse L. Martin, sigh!) on the big screen and seeing exactly how they adapt the stage production into a screenplay. That and the song "Seasons of Love" make the play. Honestly, if that song wasn't in the show, I don't think I'd care one way or the other, even if it's success will dictate the future of Musicals in the Movies.

Okay, so here's a question about the latest Harry Potter book. If you haven't read it and plan to read it STOP READING NOW and skip down to the next paragraph. Now for the question. Was I the only one depressed with what happened with Snape? The entire time, since book number 2 I've been rooting for Snape because I honestly thought he was a good guy and that Harry was just biased against him. Well, maybe not a good guy, but I believed he had really turned away from "the dark side". I don't know, it just gave me hope that if Snape could leave Voldermort...I guess I sort of likened it to gospel principles, like he actually repented. Even now, I'm still trying to figure out how he could be on the good side despite the face that he killed Dumbledore, like Dumbledore told him to or something. I don't know, I'm trying. But am I the only one that found that totally depressing?

Anyway, I think I'm going to go. This may possibly be the shortest blog I've written in a while. But I'm tired, so what can you do? Oh, Beckah and Isha? When I came home Tuesday night and told my dad about what we did at the Baxter's and all the drama that accompanied it he just laughed and shook his head. I love my parents, how many parentals would react like that?

I straightened my hair today. It was really quite cool. Which reminds me, I have become a product girl. I use Brillant Brunette Shampoo, Conditioner, Mousse, Straightening Balm, and Shine Reflector. How sad am I?

Hope this finds you all well! And for those wondering, my goals are turning out well, except for the whole "get up early thing". Yeah...I had to wake up to do make-up at 8, but after I got hom at 9:30 I would conk out for three more hours, waking up around 1, so I don't think it counts. Hope your goals are coming along better than that!

Toodles!

-Jillian

Okay, I think I've officially found the weirdest name ever. Seriously. It's Welsh and it has no vowels in it. It's spelled Gwrn. Are you allowed to use names doing Hangman, because if you are you could so totally win with that one.

Anyway, I love BYD's. They make me happy inside. I'm trying to get so that we can have them once a month or at least once every other month instead of once every three months as it is now.

So a brief overview of the past few days. Basically it's all been so melodramatic!! Ha...ha ha...okay, I thought it was funny. Anyhoo, I've had a really fun couple of days, even though they were really tiring and draining. It was totally awesome to go to church today too. You want to know something depressing? In 7 weeks I've only been to church 2! And I haven't been to mutual once! And I won't be able to go to mutual till the 24th! It's so depressing! I think I've only been to mutual twice this summer.

Anyway, going back to the past few days, between the fair, walking around in public wearing fishnets and hooker make-up, Isha being really tired and saying silly stuff, and burning pantyhose in the parking lot, it's been totally awesome. I can't help but be so thankful that Heavenly Father has allowed me to be around the people I'm with a lot and having the friends that I do. There were just a few times that I would be talking with someone and it would just hit me how much I loved them and loved being around them. I don't know if I realized this because it's summer and I haven't seen them for a while or if I was just tired or what, but it was really cool.

So, I'm really tired and my eyes are burning...but as I went through the past few days I was like "oh, I'm going to have to write that in my blog!" and now I can't remember what they were. Okay, I talked about walking around the fair at night with Coop, Raage, and Sam, throwing up at the fair early that day, burning the fishnets and doing a gorilla dance around them in the parking lot. I didn't get to talk about singing really loudly and off-key with Ginger, Caitlin, and Isha. Oh! One more thing. Is it weird that I'm still dealing with repercussions of having friends two years older than me? Like, seriously. Every time I see one of my friends that I was close to Sophomore year (they were all seniors) I just get really depressed because they're all moving on and I'm still at good 'ole LHS, and even worse, when I see them I'm sad because while some of them stayed here I don't get to hang out with them really at all. I don't think anyone should have to deal with that, no matter how much I want to be friends with them. So I guess that sort of explains that.

Oop, time for family prayer. Be back.

Okay, we're procrastinating going upstairs to pray, so I'll write some more.

But while you have those friends that move on I keep meeting new people at the college that are just fun to do stupid stuff with. Like Ginger for instance. I got to know her during "Deadwood Dick" and she's a blast. I wouldn't mind hanging out with her sometime.

Anyway, I still don't remember all that I was going to type. I guess it's not that important then. Oh! But I figured a way to somehow integrate my dream into the story I'm planning on writing sometime. If I ever get around to it.

So we're actually going to say prayer now, so I'm just going to get off.

Toodles all!!

-Jillian

p.s. one thing I forgot to challenge everyone to do that I remembered while I was up praying. If you start today to develop a habit you want for school, for instance, saying hi to everyone you know or going out of your way to do kind deeds for people, or - one that your parents will like - not procrastinating chores that they've assigned you to do but getting to them right away, it should be a habit by the time school starts if you keep at it every day! This, of course, includes reading your scriptures, waking up on time for Early Morning Seminary (which I think all of us are in, yes?), family scripture reading, etc. So that's my challenge. Find at least one habit you want to develop, write it down on a sticky note or something, and stick it somewhere where you'll see it. And if you want we can tell each other what our goals are so we can help each other with them. That's what friends are for, right?

Sweet dreams are made of these!

Okay, so this dream wasn't necessarily sweet, but it was really weird so I figured I'd tell everyone about it. If Jumper will let me because right now she's sitting on my lap kind of obstructing my typing. Okay, there, she's gone.

Anyway, it started out - as far as I remember - with me, Maegan, and I think Isha sitting at a table in the Schwartz watching a poker movie that my dad decided to add to Deadwood Dick. I was complaining that it was boring and that he shouldn't put it all in when Dan and Steven Conklin - who was dressed in swimming trunks and a life vest of the bright orange variety - walk in and say they're coming to visit us. Well, we talk for a little bit, Dan's mom - who brought them - says goodbye and starts talking to my parents so we run out one of the back doors, only to find that the lake on campus was experiancing high tide. I barely get away with my costume not getting wet but Maegan and Isha don't care and they go off swimming with the boys. I'm fuming slightly that they don't care about protocol or costumes enough to mind that water and satin aren't a good mix. So I suppose I change out of my costume into street clothes and I walk over to Dan's house, which is now two houses down from the college. I'm sitting in his room, wondering why he has so many hats (there were like twenty hats there) when I see them on the roof of the college building, apparenlty finished with their swim. So I run over to them, jump over a fire hydrant, float for a little while, think it's cool, so I do it again, this time showing all of them my amazing levitating skills. Anyway, apparenlty now we're in Italy, because as we're walking down the street these guys are yelling at us in Italian, and I get distracted, knocking something over. I didn't know what it was, but it had to be something important because this guy starts running at us so we all start running in different directions, except for me, I'm frozen because I'm a dork. I then follow Dan who ran up this winding stone stairway and see a sign that says "cathedral closed". I look for Dan, see that he's standing reverantly with his head down on one side of a pew and motion for him to leave, as the cathedral's closed but he says no. I go up the last stairs to talk to him, realize that there are people coming behind me carrying - get this - a casket. I then try and act like I'm supposed to be there, like I'm a guest at this funeral. And it might have worked, but Isha and Maegan come running up the stairs yelling for us so the Italians soon realized that we weren't supposed to be there. So they start yelling at us and chasing us out - and then I woke up.

Toodles!

-Jillian

Only a real man could lead this team to victory, and right now that man is sitting in a bubble bath exfoliating with bath toys

So I just finished up painint the floor with my dad and Dan P. for Deadwood Dick, which is going to be incredibly awesome! (shameless plug #2) And let me tell you, my body's going to be sore tomorrow! Whoo!

Anyway, I backed out like Jeff today. And I would like to comment that it works if your car actually has a good turning radius, which mine does not, hence why I could never do it before. The only reason why it worked now was because it was midnight thirty and the parking lot was empty except for my dad's car. I actually had to back up into another parking space to make the turn wide enough!

So I remembered the first time we hung out with Dan tonight. Meaning, tonight, I remembered the first time we hung out with Dan. It was weird, I was driving by the park and I had this urge to pull over and play but I was like "no, only weird people would be at a park at night in the dark" (heh, Isha...) and that made me think for some reason about the night that we all walked to the park by my house in our sweaters because we were afraid to drive my car because we had just T.P.ed and P.B.ed Steven's car and were afraid that we had our/my license plate taken down by that one old lady - who is probably a "senior" memeber of Steven's female fan club (; . And then Dan threw sand on me. Which reminds me, I don't think I ever got you back for that, punk. Ha, and now that I think about it that was also the night you climbed up on my car and bent the license plate for the first time.

You know, it's really weird that there are three e's in member. Wait...nevermind. I just spelled it funny up there. Forgive this half-crazed lunatic please.

Oh, so my dad looks at me today and is like "you look good with make-up like that" so I would like to officially say that I look good as a floosy. Finally! I've found my true calling in life!!

Actually, I'm still out searching for my "true calling". I was so fixed on what I had planned to do that I didn't actually consider all the things that I like to do and am good at doing. So maybe my first year I'll just douse myself in things I love and am good at and see exactly what I want to be. Though I would still ADORE being a religious archiologist. Though I can't see any practical application in that, which is the only thing that stops me from pursuing it with full force.

Oh, and Steven, in case you were wondering why you weren't invited to our group thing last week for Coop's sweet sixteen (at least I hope it was sweet ;) it's because we couldn't see you playing water volleyball and getting into a water fight with your broken arm/elbow. Actually, I could, and it would make me laugh hysterically, but I didn't think you'd appreciate me pointing and laughing at you while you try as hard as you can. That and you might hurt yourself and that wouldn't make me happy. We actually had you invited and gave you a date and everything, but then you had to go and klutz it up by breaking your elbow. Though I wish you a speedy recovery, but you have to keep the cast so you can always remember the night we colored on your face with make-up.

Anyhoo, I think I'm going to shower so I can go to sleep. Wow, me going to sleep before it's 2. Weird.

Toodles!

-Jillian

"Ha! I defy you!!" - John Nelich

I've decided that final scene in "Deadwood Dick, or the Game of Gold" - which all of you should come see by the way - is the funniest thing ever performed in EOU theatre history. Anyway, that's my shameful plug for the show.

So "Joseph" ended. Wow, all I can say is Saturday was not our best night. Though it was probably the one where I had the most fun, what with the toys and what not. And it was kind of funny to watch Evylyn about to kill a poor pre-pubesant 13 yr. old boy...who I actually thought was a girl the first time, and he did very little to convince me otherwise throughout the rehersal process. Anyway, most of us botched words (okay, so it was Jeff and me, but Becca and Maegan totally followed my goof so they get docked points too), and costumes malfunctioned (Jeff being a paper towel dispenser), but there was just a fun feeling of comaraderie that hadn't been there before. But then we all went to Denny's and then everyone decided to be party poopers and left before 11!! honestly, who does that after the last performance!? So that left me, Isha, Maegan, Megan, and Jeff and we got into some interesting discussions about politics. I learned some interesting things about Jeff and seriously that boy is full of surprises. There are some things he doesn't respect that I would have thought he would. Anyway, it ended up being me and Megan that did most of the talking/arguing/debating, but it wasn't like malicious, it was more like fervent discussing. It was quite fun, took me back to my A.P. History days.

But then we all left since most of us had to be back by 12. Or rather Isha, Maegan, and I did, and since I was the ride for the two of them, plus Megan it would be pointless for Jeff to remain sitting alone in Denny's, though I wouldn't put it past him to do that. Anyway, fifteen minutes, a blatant stop in the middle of the road, a few passes in my awesome ghetto van, and one chinese fire drill later I was home. I then kept my parents up for another two hours talking about the play. We then collapsed from exhaustion and slept through church.

I then did something I always swear I'll never do and I always do it anyway. I started a book series around six or so at night. I took quite a few breaks, finished book three (which I read first because I'm just weird like that) around 10 and decided to go for book 2. Still taking a few breaks to help my mother with costumes, I finished that book around 3. So I figured "sure, why not, let's read book 1" so yeah. I was up until 6 this morning reading. They were good books though, so I don't feel too horrible. But now I have this bug to write something. And I've had this story itching at the back of my brain every since my first week in Europe, and it's just developed amazingly, but there are still a few things - like the exact things that happen in the plot - still need to be worked about before I start.

Anyway, I've gotten e-mails and pics from my Europe friends and I haven't e-mailed them back yet so yes, i'm a horrible person. I think i'll try and do that tomorrow.

But I should go. It's my turn to e-mail Jennifer!

Toodles (and War In!)

-Jillian