Thursday, February 10, 2011

In which I learn a lesson about Jumping Jovially

Oh hello beautiful notebook of mine :)
I definitely think you need a name...
How about Henrey Bogglesworth?
Good one. Yes that should do nicely.

DUDE.
GUESS WHAT?!

Laura, my lovely sister, invited Nathan and myself to Finland, Sweden and Denmark.
Here's me:





Another good shot:






This is incredibly crazy and nerve-wracking. Last time I traveled to Finland & Sweden, I left about four weeks after I knew I was going. And now?!
I HAVE TO WAIT LIKE A BILLION YEARS.
O.k. So only about five months.
Close enough. Psh.
I wake up in the morning, wide eyed, mind racing, frantically trying to figure which of my shoes I should bring. My sisters laugh at me, for planning so many months ahead. I highly doubt I'll have the shoe predicament figured out to satisfaction even then....
My bed is not appreciating me at the moment..
It seems that it does not enjoy being
jumped upon at frequent intervals
by a certain jovial young lady....
Um. OH.

I think I have it figured out now why that is...
Let me explain.
There are a lot of times when people say ''put yourself in their situation.''
It turns out, when one does that, one acquires an interestingly different point of view. As did I, when pondering this 'bed situation.' For example, I switched the characters in a paragraph I wrote about eight sentences ago. Observe:

My human is not appreciating me at the moment..
It seems that it does not enjoy being
jumped upon at frequent intervals
by a certain jovial mattress....

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Yes. I definitely understand now.
I shall spare you my jovial jumping.