Christmas. Bible. Presents. Cone of Silence Umbrella. Pocket Bible. Eggnog. Youtube. Mimi. Hibachi. Cake. Bible Scattegories. Transformers 2. Scarf. Snuggie. Awesome Dusty and Liz jokes. Sister. Bed.

Word of the day: Christmas. Well, that's what it is, but only five minutes into. It doesn't really count. So word of the day should be: shopping.

This week has just been a blur. I did some stuff.

I just came back from Franklin Christmas.

I think the hightlight of my day was when me, my brother (Mr. Stoic) and my sister were all jammin in the car...and by jammin, I mean dancing so hard that I could hardly drive. Um, not safe. I don't care.

We went to the mall today, and I promise, we went to six different stores trying to find Daniel some cologne. Six. He is a picky monster. But, the reason we went was that neither of them had bought me Christmas presents yet. Ridiculous.

I feel so fat. I have made eggnog three times since I've been home, I've eaten toffee and cookies and pie and candy and mini pizzas. Last night, we went to Texas Roadhouse for Daniel's birthday. We only go there for the rolls.

OOH! Haircut! I love those!

I also enjoy Hibachi. Had some a couple days ago with Sarah and Rachel, stuffed my face off, and I'm gonna have more tomorrow. Or today. Whatever. It's the love family tradition. We get tired of all that Thanksgiving-type food, so we go out for Hibachi on Christmas, been doin it for years.

I got a shirt today. It was supposed to be a stocking stuffer. Long story short, it says "Self-rescuing princess". My father knows me well.

Speaking of princesses...I went to see Princess and the Frog this week. SUPER CUTE. The more I think about it too, the more I like it. Music: excellent. Animation: beautiful. Storyline: well, I would've liked a little more princess, but whatever. Love story: HEART MELT. Well, the story between Ray and Evangeline definitely made me tear up (geez, I feel like an overemotional mother), and when Naveen made a ring for Tiana and was going to propose...aaaah! I do believe that's the first proposal ever in a princess movie. Well, almost proposal. Anyway, I just very much enjoyed it altogether as a cute feel-gooder.

I made Christmas cookies with my mom last night. Jammies, apron, rolling pin. I mean, mom may be really annoying at times, but we had fun and it was cute.

I love the fact that Morgan came over to spend the night, and we spent hours on youtubemostly watching cat videos and drinking sparkling grape juice.

I'm just going to throw out there how much I hate Sevier County. I love my family, I love my friends, I love my church, and I love the buildings here. But the whole culture of Sevier County... *shiver* We are a redneck county. The Heltons were a generic redneck family---ALL of them live in Sevier County, and I'm not ever joking. So now every time I just want to go to Walmart or somewhere, I get real paranoid I'm going to run into one of them, or one of their friends, or one of Dusty's friends....yuck.

At least he didn't pull anything this week. The church theory has yet to be fully tested when I actually get to go back to Evergreen on a Sunday, but other than that, he hasn't caused me any trouble. Well, at least not on his own. I'm teaching myself not to look at his facebook, which is helpful. The first few days, I was frustrated, but I vented it all into microsoft word, in a document I pretend that he will see today, but he really never will. And it helps to have Morgan here to remind me WHY I leave him blocked and send him nothing. Yes, I would still like my "final conversation" or my closure or whatever, because I still don't feel like I have it, but the way things are right now, it doesn't look like it will come from him. And it's about time I stopped looking at his facebook, because things are getting real ooey-gooey between him and Mrs. Buttface....I'm STILL wondering why that has lasted this long, and how long it will continue. I mean, I still want my "I'm sorry, here's how I'm going to change." And then have him never speak to either one of us again, drop Chattanooga and start going to Walter State, but God's in control and not me...which is probably a good thing.

And this summer....I have NO idea what's going to happen...MTW said no to both Ireland and Ukraine. They still have to look at Greece, but at this point I'm kind of expecting a no on that too. *Sigh* I really do think I'm supposed to go overseas this summer, but the whole "where" deal is still up in the air.

So. In a few hours I will wake up and it will be Christmas. Really? It doesn't feel like it. Weird.

Song of the day: Replay, cuz that's what me and the sibs jammed to.

Word of the day: scrapbooking. I've done at least six pages today, officially making me a beast.

First few days at home have felt longer than a few days. They kind of drag, actually. I gotta keep myself busy. And I need to get out of this house more than once a day.

I think my daddy is ridiculously excited that I've become more interested in photography. However, I will never be quite like him. I'm not into the technical mumbo jumbo, I just like pretty pictures that are nice to look at. We spent like two hours juicing up some of my fall pics and he looked like a kid on Christmas. I think he's just dying to get me a new camera for my birthday...but hey, if I can connect to my dad, this is a good thing. We also bond over coffee, though mine has about three more cups of sugar in it.

Beaulah gots a new stereo now! We took her to this kind of sketchy little place that had pictures of almost naked inside...but hey, at least now I can listen to my ipod in the car.

I made eggnog almost all by myself! Eggnog is pretty much the reason Christmas exists. And not the store bought, Weigels stuff. I'm talking creamy, sweet, delicious, pretty-much-the-embodiment-of-everything-secular-in-Christmas wonderful in a cup.

My sister and I have yet to have a Christmas dance party. And I need to make a gingerbread house, but Morgan is sick :/

OOH! Usher's on TV! But he isn't rapping...

Joel's 21st was on Thursday night. Fillet Mignon? Yes, please. I also enjoy laughing so hard I can't breathe. I accidentally called a guy I didn't know thirty and eww. On the contrary, he was twenty-six and attractive. I misjudge men who are bald with goatees.

We had family movie night on Friday. Julie & Julia is a super-cute movie. I just really really like Amy Adams and Meryl Streep.

I think that was the first night my family has ever collectively gotten Chinese takeout for dinner.

AAAHHHH JUSTIN BEIBER IS ON TV!!! Dude, he sounds like a little black kid.

Commercial: "Do you dream in chocolate?"

Laura: "Yes."

If I go too much longer without my hall at nighttime, I WILL go crazy. My family is made up of people who go to bed ridiculously early. And by ridiculously early, I mean 11:00.

Sarah Beagan's mother-daughter Christmas party was real cute. I always forget how much I like Sarah Beagan. And how much I like watching my mom play bingo and catchphrase. And eating LOTS of food, which is pretty much what this whole season is about. Yes. Food and eggnog.

This morning I had to skip church to go into training at Bath and Body Works, and I was not pleased. I mean, it wasn't bad, but I would've liked to do it after church, because I love church. I tell you what, that job is more complicated than it would seem. By the time I finish, my head will be buzzing over products and promotions and I will have a strong sense of rejection.

I got both of my siblings into Glee. Audrey and I definitely watched the last two episodes yesterday, and more the day before. Daniel wanted to watch them today, but I made him go do it on his own. I can only take so much of Will leaving his wife and Finn beating up Puck..

I wish that out of sight really meant out of mind. There's a reason I hate sitting around the house.

Song of the day: Hey by Mitchell Musso

Ok, ok, don't be hatin' on me cuz it's only been a day...my blog, not yours. If you're bein rebellious, just read the one before this and skip this one.

I had a thoughtful car ride, and this one is for my own benefit, kind of.

So, I have this friend named Mitch. I doubt he's keeping up with my blog, so I'm not really worried. I've only spent time with him twice in my life, but since then I've still thought about him a lot and he's kind of stuck with me. Mitch is gay. Not to say that I don't have other gay friends, but he's the only one I've ever really talked to about it. At Governor's School, I watched him get hurt over a guy, and it really broke my heart to watch. Mitch was also raised a Christian and has since rejected the beliefs. And he's a big advocate for gay rights.

Because of him, I've been a lot more interested in figuring out exactly what my views are on the whole subject, homosexuality and Christianity. Almost hungry for information, actually. It's kind of funny, too, because even though I've learned so much since then, I still feel like I don't know enough, and maybe that's just because I've never proclaimed myself gay and athiest.

I've found it so hard to watch those who live without Christ and those who make fun of Him. It isn't just Mitch and his friends, obviously there are others. Just walk off of Covenant campus lol. But you almost want to ask them--exactly how full do you feel? People who fill their lives with stuff that isn't Jesus will tell you they feel full. Some of them do feel that way. But no one can really understand the fullness that Jesus gives without experiencing it. There's something about his wonderful, beautiful, and irresistable grace that is, well, irresistable.

It's not a party high, it's not a night of laughter, it's not a cigarette, which all, shortly after they're over, can leave you unsatisfied. It's not another person, who can let you down. It's not one of those things that, eventually, leaves you feeling more empty than you did when you started. Yes, it's a craving, but not one out of addiction or need. It's one of those things that, if you do it right, will never, ever leave you feeling empty. You always have someone to lean back on. You always have a purpose. You never have a moment when someone doesn't care for you, even if no human does.

And you can talk facts all day, depending on what scholar you study, your own conclusions--bla bla bla. People will argue back and forth until the stars fall down. Truth is, even if every single word in the Bible were backed up by concrete proof, even if we could travel back in time and see it all happen, even if Jesus came back RIGHT NOW and showed everyone He was God, those arguments would still exist.

Truth is, the Bible is the most accurate historical document out there. Truth is, Jesus was a real person, He really died, and He really did rise from the dead, even though skeptics want to go out on every possible limb they can to say He didn't. Truth is, Christianity is different from every other religion on the planet. It is not motivated by fear, obligation, or desire for power. True Christianity is motivated by love. What's better than that???

It's not a fairytale. People who read parts of it out of context will want to call it one, but the smart ones who study the background in depth, who understand the literature, who have the proper standing to argue it, will take it seriously. And those who really believe it and live by it will be the most incredible people you will ever meet.

Problem is, a lot of people who claim to live by it don't. Here's where we come into the homosexuality part. Yes, the Bible does say it's wrong. There is no question about that, no way to get around it if studying the texts properly--it says it, the end. It also says gluttony is wrong, alcoholism is wrong, premarital sex is wrong, and dancing naked around an idol is wrong. So if it says so many things are wrong, why is it that Christians treat homosexuality like a disease? It's not! Some will tell fags they are going to hell and others will try to "cure" them, and neither of these is right!

Some people are pre-dispositioned towards different kinds of sin. Some were born to be morally looser than others, some wanna eat too much, and some are natural alcoholics. It's the way they were created. It's not fair, it makes life harder for them, but that's the way it is.

Our society lifts up loving another person, finding one's soulmate, as the epitomy of life. The whole point of life is finding a life companion! But this is such a skewed view. Even after marriage, a lot of people don't feel full. Don't get me wrong--I want to get married as much as the next girl--but if I don't, my life will still be full of meaning. And the thing about getting married is that, no matter what, that person can and will leave you unsatisfied, even if they stay til death do you part. So people yell at Christians saying that it isn't fair for homosexuals to not be able to get married and have a life partner while heterosexuals can. Excuse me? Fair? When has life ever been fair?

See here's the thing. Life is not fair for a reason. The harder one's life is, the closer one can draw to God. It is a glorious opportunity. Some people speculate that Paul's "thorn" that he spoke about may have been a homosexual orientation because it never left and Paul was celibate his whole life. Who knows. But where you can't find your happiness on earth, you must find it in God, and the more happiness you find in God--actually, you should be finding joy--the more wonderful life will be, with or without a partner.

So, point is, Christian + homosexual? Yes, it can work. Christian + homosexual + partner? No, that can't work.

Homosexuality is not a disease, it's another sinful person that needs to be loved, just as everyone is. Christianity is not a set of rules and regulations based on a book of stories, it's this real, wonderful God that wants to love you and be loved in return.

There are so many people out there that need to know that in this broken world.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so scared to speak out in truth, because I don't want people to disrespect my Jesus. But then again, Jesus can take care of Himself.

Word of the day: study. Which is what I should be doing right now.

Yes, I know it's only been two days. Don't worry about it.

Dude, my fingers are real cold. You know how when your fingers are cold they get all swolly? Well, that's how it feels. My fingers are basketballs.

There is SO MUCH FOOD in here!!!!!

Why?

Ok, so Monday was my last day with my kindergartners before Christmas--sad day. My favorite part of every time I go in is when the kids turn around to see who's coming in, they see me, and then they smile. I tell you what, you want an ego booster, work with kids. It's great. Oh yeah, and then there's the food. For Christmas, I got a whole bag full of food....in my defense, there was one healthy thing in there, and orange. What's with Christmas and oranges? I'm also trying to understand the difference between little girls tackling boys and teenage girls trying to rip of the Jonas Brothers' shirts. I mean, it's basically the same thing, they're just ten years older...

I love it when you think you know how much work you have to do, and then you find out you have way more than that to do.

My roommate's sick, and it's real funny. She sounds like a cranky 80-year-old woman. And she won't put diaper rash cream on her nose like I told her to.

You know those times when you feel like you've eaten so much you look like a sumo wrestler? I kind of feel like that.

I was in my room all day until 2. Well, except for when I went to meet my math buddies for lunch and they ditched me :p Lunch? Chips, an orange (my Christmas orange!), and a snickers cuz I'm RULL healthy. Don't worry, I had peas at dinner....

Studying is, like, the worst. I hate reading the same stuff over and over and, when I get to the test, discovering that my studying didn't cover everything...or covered a lot more than everything...

Barb (well, her real name is Barbara, but I like to call her Barb) from MTW is keeping in contact with me. It looks like I will probably be going overseas this summer, but the question is where--if it will be Ukraine, Ireland, or Greece, or somewhere else. All so exciting!

I miss Matt. Maybe because I really miss having a tall male to hug.

So, it almost made my day when my sister sent me Justin Bieber's song "One Time" as a ringtone, I've set it as my ringtone and have my phone volume up.

However, my day was made even more better when I found out that Greasy isn't coming back to campus at all! He's skipping all of his exams, aka he FAILED all his classes, and has to pay a $50 fine for not signing out. Basically, he snuck off campus without telling anybody. And wasted over $17,500. Any girl that bring herself to date a guy who's that much of a loser is rull dumb...when we were dating, I was the thing that kept him motivated. Now he's kind of lost and wasting his life away watching movies and being gross. Lovely. The guy who posts Jesus lyrics on his facebook hates Covenant College...interesting....

All to say, THE CAMPUS IS OFFICIALLY DE-GREASED!!!

Hey, the only exam have left to take is CHOW!

To make up for ditching me, Amy and Christina blindfolded me, kidnapped me, and took me to Starbucks. Amy got me a drink and the guy behind the counter gave us a whole loaf of marble cake! Huzzah! And, well, the RA of Lawrence is kinda cute...*um* anyway, Christina and Amy are wonderful, wonderful friends!!! I LOVE YOU!

Then, the hall tried to go to Rock City, but Rock City closes at nine. So we walked around the Chanticleer like creepers. Sadly, this means we never got to see Rock City's Jesus Claus.

Justin Bieber is a little cutie pie...

I'm ready for home. But here's the thing, I'll be at home for a week, and then I'll be like I wanna go back to Covenant! I can't stay satisfied.

Song of the day: One Time

Word of the day: root beer. One of the many things I got with the $32.40 that I had left at the Blink.

These last few days have been ridiculously lazy. Well, lazy by the standard that I've had this whole semester. Meaning the only real school work I've done were the last two of my papers and my Acting final. So my two hardest classes are OVER, almost making me feel like I don't really have finals--but I do.

Oh, wait, I still have four chapels to make up. Eww.

I finally got everything off of my ipod and onto my computer! It literally took over 1600 clicks, but it's done. All my pictures and music with a free download. Technically, the download only lets you do ten items, but I found a way around that...which is why I had to click so much.

Diana + mall = great. I people watched for the first time while eating a slice of cookie cake. It was slightly dry. People watching gets real interesting. There was one group of five, with two girls holding hands and one girl linking arms with two boys. We were VERY confused. And they might have been too....

In kindergarten, it was almost Brooke's birthday--she's gonna be six. I was telling them that that means that I am thirteen years older than them. Now they think that I am thirteen years old. Excellent. Fortunately, I didn't care much, as I was given a chocolate chip muffin with frosting on it. In the middle of one reading group, I overheard Isaac telling Mrs. Cook that his socks were bothering him (I'm pretty sure this kid has ADHD) and she said, "Don't let the socks distract you! You can't let the socks win!"--Umm, I definitely laughed to myself. I wanted to say, "YOU TELL THOSE SOCKS!!" And after listening to these kids talk, I realized that they say like, like, every three words. You aren't supposed to do that until you're like, thirteen...which I am, so I can like, do, like, whatever I want.

The Yellow Deli has awesome lamb sandwiches. And now they've put the parking lot far away, so when you park, they pick you up and shuttle you back. I got to ride in a big sketchy van that had a long seat down one side like a bus! I thought about what it would look like with a disco ball and loud music...dance party in a van! The guy driving it was a little creepy though, like most of them are...and my mother continues to preach on the evils of the Yellow Deli. I mentioned that I had lunch there, and WHILE I WAS STILL TALKING, she goes, "That's an evil place!..." and I'm pretty sure she started going on about satan...

Cleaning day gets easier every time, but it's still rather painful.

I'm so glad Acting is over. It was a good class, but real stressful. I realized why I hate practicing for it. I was in a classroom beforehand, practicing my "woods" scene, and I had just fallen, on purpose, and was pretending to be hurt. Then the door busts open, I jolt, and a guy with curly hair looks at me, says something like "excuse me" and hurriedly leaves. Then Jacob forgot a whole bunch of his lines in our scene, which was annoying. It just made things more awkward.

Disney princess vomited on my closet door, and what a wonderful vomit!

In church today, we sang "What Child is This?" and when we got to "ass", the little girl in front of us widened her eyes, made an "o" shape with her mouth, and looked up at her big brother.

Snuggies kind of look like monk robes.

In four days, Covenant campus will be officially de-greased. HALLELUJAH! Now, if he stops going to my churches, the world will all be right.

Oh yeah! I got accepted into the MTW Thrive program, but they still gotta figure out where to send me.

Dude, there is only one Sunday left before Christmas. And I'm still at this blasted school. Well, not blasted. More like blustery. It's way too cold up here, and I don't even wanna think about February yet.

I showed my dad a picture of the umbrella I wanted, and he laughed so loud I took the phone away from my ear.

Things I have to do before Christmas:
-make eggnog with mom
-have a Christmas music dance party
-see Princess and the Frog
-make a gingerbread house
-go to several Christmas parties
-and a lot of other stuff...

Ok, Laura just yelled Bible study...

Song of the day: whatever Rachel sings in her ballad on Glee...

Word of the day: cold water.

Andreas hot water broke. I tried to stand in the cold water, and it didn't work. So I had to take a washcloth sink bath while dance music played in the background. Needless to say, most awkward bathing experience of my life. (because the play-barbies-in-the-tub baths with my brother weren't awkward becuase we were so young.)

So, Sarah and I want to join New City Fellowship, maybe we'll take a new members class next semester. Last Sunday wasn't so great because Greasy and Liz randomly showed up and sat some rows in front of us....but that afternoon Morgan sent him a firm text telling him to stay away from my churches--hopefully he'll listen. Because I am NOT leaving this church.

I very much enjoy spending time with Amy Verner. I'm just gonna throw that one out there. Maybe that's just because she's an excellent TIPS partner--meaning that after we finish homework, we make dance videos on facebook...silly, silly, silly...

Andreas Open. We spent roughly 2oo hours decorating for A Christmas Carol. It was ridiculous. My roommate is one of the most dedicated decorators I've ever seen, and she's a real great director/manager type. And, since Molly is the hall mom, Lisa has to be the hall aunt. She's Aunt BAMF. The end. Anyway, we all dressed up as characters from A Christmas Carol. I was Jacob Marley, in baby powder, ridiculous eye makeup, baby powder, a scarf around my head, and a snuggie. I was pretty much the scariest thing I've ever encountered. And I got to jump out in from behind a door that had my face on it, rattle my paper chains at them, and make them want to pee their pants. Unfortunately, we only got second place.

Right now, there is a ladybug on the fan. Lisa is trying to get him to fly off of it by turning the fan all the way up. Here is how the conversation is going:

Lisa: Fight the good fight buddy!

Laura: But you're the one putting him through this!

Lisa: That which shall not kill him shall make him stronger. FLYY!! FACE YOUR FEARS!!!...Hey, it's fun when you talk into the fan.

I love random hall screaming/jumping/smashing boxes up sessions.

My roommate is a prostitute.

Nobody got any sleep on Monday night. That's a lie, I got a little bit, but Lisa never came back to the room.

Tuesday was nothing but TIPS. Well, until 10:00, and then we watched Elf. One of my absolute favorite movies.

Um, we just had an awesome random dance party. We haven't done that in months! Circle of Life, baby!

Um, I think everyone on this hall is a prostitute. Oh my.

So, today just felt really great. One of the things I have been discovering so deeply these past few months..well, since July 22nd, actually--six days after I found out that the guy who had been my boyfriend three weeks before was now dating the one girl I couldn't stand...life is beautiful. I see it more everyday. The deeper the ache the greater the beauty. My life is ridiculously blessed, and no matter how bad of a day I'm having, I can always find things that are beautiful.

Even though a lot of the people here are really weird and some are stuck up, I wouldn't trade my experience at Covenant for any other place in the world. I am learning so much every day, and I have professors who care and WANT me to learn. For goodness sake, I get to have Bible study and tea once a month at Dr. Haddad's house! How many people can say they can do stuff like that with their professors? And even though I kind of HATE doing homework, I can't say I haven't appreciated it. That, and there are some amazing people here, most distinctly the girls on my hall. I know we get on each other's nerves sometimes, and sometimes we're bitches, and sometimes we just don't get along--but we're kind of a family, a lil bit. And I have the best RA on campus, just sayin.

Knowing God is an awesome book.

Um, ew. Diana just came in with a plate that's covered in green and red, in the healthy way.

IT'S TIME FOR GLEE!!!!

Song of the day: Rockin Around the Christmas Tree

Word of the day: Cap'n Crunch. Because I do love him so.

But seriously. TIPS class has eaten my week. And it will eat me up until Tuesday, and then I'm done with it FOREVER.

My parents washed my car on Sunday without even telling me they were going to do it first. I look out the window, and there they are out there with sponges and a bucket. That is a true expression of love. Speaking of parents and expressions of love, my parents reminded me of a high school couple most of the time I was home. I was like, "Is it just me, or did you guys fall more in love when I left??" It was kind of gross, actually. But I was slightly jealous--I want that kind of marriage when I'm an oldie.

Coming home from break is so wonderful. Everyone was excited, and I got to introduce all to Jacob. He was approving.

I pretty much spent my week doing schoolwork, or that's how it felt.

P.S. I Love You makes me cry. Every time. Like four times. Ugh. I have a love-hate relationship with that movie. It was especially weird watching it while typing up TIPS notes with Amy.

I am a beast in coffee shops. Four pages in Starbucks? YEAH! That's a page more an hour than I do in my dorm room. Plus, I saw Juan Moreno, a counselor from Governor's School. I haven't seen him since 2006, and he remembered me! I'm not sure he remembered my name, but he at least remembered me and came up and gave me a hug. He was buying Where the Wild Things are ornaments for his kindergarten class :) Super cute.

Speaking of kindergartners and how wonderful they are, one of these days I'm going to adopt all of my kindgartners and take them all home with me. That is a lie. I will adopt a select few. Not the ones whose noses run too much or who refuse to sit still. My Friday was made by Rebecca. She asked me to look at how well she did on her activity, so I gave her a "That's AWESOME" face and she made it back at me. Lisa was proud. And, on Monday, I was looking over Isaac's shoulder at his work, and in the middle of saying something along the lines of, "go away" he looked up and went, "You have BIG teeth!" I said "Thanks?" The next question was funny too, though I can't remember if it was him asking why they were so big or if he was asking if they were real.

I made eye contact with Greasy on the only day he was on campus this week. We kind of almost ran into each other again...and that's the first time we've made eye contact in like a month. Ugh. Those stupid blue eyes. And he stalked me at my church on Sunday...again. I'm wondering how long he'll keep that up until he stops coming altogether. Because it is slightly coincidental that he only shows up on Sundays that I'm there. And that he tried to act happier than he ever did in church even when we were dating. It was only slightly fake.

Next semester is almost here. Thank goodness.

I had my Ukraine internship interview on Thursday in the midst of making my TIPS notebook. The lady was an absolute sweetheart, though she was frank in telling me she wasn't sure if she was going to tell me yes or no. The conversation got really deep--though it's supposed to. I realized just how much I need an accountability partner and that there are definitely problems in my relationship with God--a lot more than there should be. Guilt, compromise, bitterness, resentment, the works. I really want to revamp. God's been working on my heart more since the Casting Crowns concert.

We went to see The Fantastic Mr. Fox on Friday. It was FANTASTIC. Definitely worth the money. There are so many great movies coming out this Christmas, I want to get a temporary boyfriend to take me to all of them because I don't have the money for that many movie tickets. I'll dump him when we've seen all of them.

It snowed last night!!!

I got really sick to my stomach last night too, so I stayed in the bathroom just in case I threw up. That's the first time I've ever found myself curled up next to a toilet in a towel and disney princess blanket, shaking violently and reading Eclipse.

We listened to so much Christmas music today, and it was WONDERFUL!

Jacob Corbett is not a good acting partner. Unreliable and rude. Well, not extremely. But he ditched me for the practice time HE arranged. He told me he was going to do a Southern accent, so I practiced one. Then he suddenly didn't do one, so now I have to re-practice. He didn't memorize all his lines, so our last class performance was awkward because I had to pick up the slack where he forgot, and he didn't take the blame for how it went. I just hope it ends up ok. And that he shows up in Sanderson tomorrow night.

I don't want to write any more papers this semester. I don't know if I have it in me anymore. End of the year tally:

CHOW: 3 papers
DOCTRINE: 2 papers
TECS: 13 papers
ACTING: 12 papers
TIPS: 6 papers

TOTAL: 36 papers

Not to mention all the projects that also required writing.

And my MTW application, and I hope that counts.

I need to exercise.....after Christmas.

I bought cereal today!

I am SO ready to go home for a month.

Song of the day: Santa Baby (which is too slutty for Kait)