Ninjas strike back

AAAAAAAAAH we're allowed to open our Christmas presents TOMORROW!!! I can't WAIT!
Even though I KNOW I'm getting a cellphone, but I didn't pick it out or anything, so who knows?
Emma got one, too, and it's already being put to good use.
8 days, 6 h, 18m, and 29s till the New Year!
Chinese food and family time...yay...some things never change.
Hopefully a certain cousin won't get to pick all of the food this time.
We want sweet and sour pork!!

You Spread Some Holiday Cheer

You do your best to give time, money, and joy during the holidays. You don't always spread cheer to everyone, but you do the best. Unlike most people, you actually spend time reflecting on the meaning of the holidays. And you worry more about doing the right thing than getting the right presents.

Do You Spread Holiday Cheer?

William's probably going to hate his presents.
My dad and I have to go on a shopping mission after dinner. He hasn't gotten anything for my mom yet.
He calls our neighbors "The Tony's" because he doesn't want to ask their last name.
But he gave them all of our cheese bread. Now he's finished with holiday baking.
Dang. Those were good macaroons.

Prose sucks; don't do it.

Well, I survived my first drive today, as you can already tell.
It wasn't as bad as I'd expected. Pheobe went first, so I got to watch what she did before messing up myself.
I messed up too many times to count, so the observation didn't exactly help any. That's okay, though. I backed the car into a parking space without hitting anyone!
I was feeling bored and annoyed with the fact that I have to carry my wallet/coin purse/thing in my pocket, so I went out and bought a purse. At Walmart. For cheap. It's cute, though, and my mom helped pay for it. Now I'm trying to convince my mom to buy me a cellphone to put IN the purse. She was practically crying, something about how I'm growing up. Yeah. I'm on my way to becoming a girl. Woman. Whatever. Something of that sort.
UGH, Sharon M. Draper's "Romiette and Julio" sucked something serious. I got it because it was an ALA best book and I love all things Romeo and Juliet, but this was just BAD. And I know that if I say it's bad, it doesn't prove that it was a badly written book or that she's a bad author, but in my honest opinion? I'm shocked that anyone could stand it for long enough to read all of it. It was sappy, the word choice felt wrong, the characters were annoying, and NO teenager would say ANY of the things that were written in the hideous dialogue. Think I'm being harsh? Read it. Agh, what a waste of time. And it was supposed to be about overcoming racial prejudice, yet the Mexican guy named his dog "Taco"?
Tie has taken to sleeping on my bed whenever I'm not home, or when I'm not looking. She disappeared for an hour and I found her curled on my pillow.
Aw, Paul Foot got kicked off "Last Comic Standing". His prop comedy routine was pretty awful, though. "I'm, uh, the Cat Assassin. This is like China, you see? China, because it's oppressive. There's oppression." Bill Bellamy practically dragged him off stage. Papa CJ's was bad, too. Sean Cullen and Jeff Dye did the best sets, so I no longer hate Jeff Dye. He proved himself worthy, lol. Adam Hunter and Ron G still suck, though. Especially Adam Hunter. They almost put him into elimination, but they didn't. Because they wanted Iliza. And she MURDERED them.
"Barry Bonds' baseball glove! Barry Bonds' testicles! Britney Spears' mind! LOOK HOW IT JIGGLES!"

Hello, Moto.

What promised to be an okay day become a cArAzY day!!!
Well, it was pretty fun, anyways.
We decided to come up to my grandparents' house because we could talk to them and watch cable and use their new internet and possibly go out to lunch. Which is messed up. We are a horrible family.
But Grandpa made some pretty stellar pancakes, which tasted amazing + syrup and Reddi Whip. HURRAY FOR PROCESSED FOODS!
I think Miley Cyrus and I have come to an understanding. Don't ask me why. Really, I don't even want to discuss that. Let's just say I don't hate her quite as much as I once did....
My grandma bought two new cellphones. Pretty much. They're pretty sweet. And we got them at Costco, where there are samples and Barbie's "The Island Princess". Oh, and my new track jacket. Heh. So preppy. But it's UW. You know. So in case I finally get to leave this place I'll have some memory of where I'm from, or whatever. We wanted to get a WSU hoodie (booooo) for Nathan, but the people who made them didn't believe in tall people.
I mean, if you wanted a larger size, wouldn't you expect it to be longer? Yeah, he's 6'2". But the XL was wider and just as long as the L. LAME. LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME.
Sorry, Nathan. But they were ugly anyways.
We could've gotten you a polo, but noooooooooooo....
I'm so jealous. My grandparents have cooler cellphones than I do. I don't have a cellphone, however. I don't actually want a cellphone to talk, because I hate talking on the phone, but I like texting people (which, according to my parents, is never going to happen, so forget that), and it would be way convenient at certain places, such as the fair....
Which is over. Man.
Who knew steers had a crazy sex drive? Just saying.