Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Be A Friend

Friendliness makes the world go 'round...and people happier. Nuff said

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Love Is in the Air, Or At Least the Pages

Just thought I'd share this with you:

In the past year I've checked out and completed 12 books by Nicholas Sparks from the library and I currently have 3 more reserved for me on the shelf at this very moment. The epic saga continues! And I was on his website the other day and noticed there's a new one coming out soon! This guy never stops and I must say I'm not too disappointed with his work. Beware for I am predicting some of the upcoming blog posts will be on the subject of Nicholas Sparks and all the predictable yet enjoyable literary romance that comes with it.

Urgh...grrrr...rawr...and all that

This is the one and only time I will use this space to complain about the male race (I apologize in advance for not staying true to this statement, sorry guys but it's not my fault you tend to let me down and I feel like communicating my disappointment/frustration). So on to this tirade...first of all....hmmmm...well actually I've decided to abort this rant mostly due to the fact that this specimen is a good friend of mine and I don't have the motivation to come up with logical reasons as to why I should be angry with him without specifically naming his "I can't believe you did/said that" deeds. I guess I owe my frustration to my innocence, but then again if I always expected to be let down/not fully satisfied with the actions of the man population then that would be a sad life indeed. Oh well. I am now currently accepting the universal truth that the opposite sex (this applies to women as well) can never be and never will be perfect/understandable/not frustrating.

This makes me appreciate even more those shining, beautiful, and wonderful moments of hope when he (whomever he may be) rises to the occasion and goes above and beyond my expectations (and they are big, trust me). These fleeting glimpses of the capabilities of guys (and ladies, for all you men reading this) can only be described as a relief to the human mind. Sorry I couldn't come up with anything more poetic, but I believe a statement like this deserves to be logical and rational. What I mean "as a relief" is: for that single amount of time our thoughts and what we believe to be a "fantasy" or some sort of made-up depiction of how that person should act or be like, well it comes true and no guess work is needed. The guess work, this applies most stereotypically to women because we are "dreaming" beings, evaporates and becomes reality and we are pleasantly surprised! For example, the girl who sits at home imagining her first date (sounds like she has no life, and I'm that girl sometimes) will probably come up with some idea of what she wants to happen or how she wants her date to act. Of course things never turn out the way we plan, but there's also the possibility that she never imagined he would open doors for her and stand up when she leaves the table to go to the bathroom and he does these simple gestures, contradicting what "realistic" women believe to be impossible. Now you're probably thinking, "Come on Jessie, there's a slim chance this would happen." That's why I refer to these types of surprises as fleeting glimpses of the capabilities of men. Translated into real world talk this means the "normal man" would never do this. I think this is enough psychobabble for now! :) Wow, that was a super abrupt ending and I apologize. I blame this slip-up on my gradually closing eyes at this late hour.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Fantastical Quotes of the Day!

This day has been one of those days when you find yourself quoting so many inside jokes and all that good stuff. Tonight I have experienced four quotable family moments alone, I'm sure there's more to come. Here's a taste of what's been going on:

"blah blah blah....your weak little 16 year old life!"-mother in one of her intellectual tirades while completing English homework, I blame Mr. Henry David Thoreau for this one :)

"The Rockies suck!"-daddy, this one's noteworthy because the man NEVER, HARDLY EVER says the word "suck", or intently pays attention to the baseball game hehe

"Come on girl, hit that ball!"-Erica, she was watching MLB baseball, no females last time I checked (Tim Lincecum is approaching if he continues with that ridiculous haircut, or lack thereof), but hey I wasn't about to crush her enthusiastic mood

"I can make my own Top Ramen. I'm an independent woman, I can do it!"-me, I then proceeded to smash the living daylights out of those raw, uncooked and crunchy noodles on the edge of the countertop. FUN STUFF!!!! It's also a handy dandy task if you happen to have anger management issues :D Not that I do...;)

Yay for the Teenagey-Looking Face

I'm getting stress pimples!!!!! AAHHHHHHH!!!!! I never get zits! Well, obviously I am exaggerating, but that's not the point. The point is my face is displaying my stress for the whole world to see! This wouldn't be such a big deal like I'm making it out to be except for the reason why I'm STRESSING. That word is going to be in caps from now on, just to show how urggghhh it is. Okay so back to the reason why I'm STRESSING more than usual (I freak out a lot and get all spastic and worked up, this is quite different, don't worry I will make a Jessie Dictionary later on). Wow I'm so STRESSED that I can't even complete a humanly logical thought. I'm so STRESSED because AP testing is coming up (Advanced Placement tests are the devil child of SAT/ACT testing, and if I pass I get college credits and this whole year of pain and suffering and tears and frustration wouldn't be for nothing, and no mother, I will not admit that you were right about it being "too much" for me). So there's that and a month after is my last try on the SAT and finally, my grades are quite icky at the present (translated this means I am a lazy bum who needs to acquire some motivation/determination to finish out the year with a decent GPA). I just completed, after 8 months, Drivers Ed so that's one thing to be grateful for and not worry about.

So now that I've ranted and complained about school (not something I am proud of I must say considering the fact that I look upon this type of whiny/worrisome attitude with somewhat sympathetic disdain), I must admit to adding yet another piece of literary awesomeness to my "read before I get married" list. This would be....drum roll....Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte! Saw the movie with two of my favorite ladies the other day and it was the BEST version I've ever seen! I mean, Rachel and I were making girlish noises like "hehehehe" and I'm pretty sure my arms were outstretched to the movie screen on more than a couple occasions. Don't roll your eyes at me, the romantic scenes were merely too much for me to handle and my romance-movie-radar reached a whole new level of...well...lovey-doveyness. Seriously, I am buying that movie the day it comes out and watching it in private so I can rewind and repeat all the scenes I want! No joke, this one is better than even...gasp!...Pride & Prejudice! Yup, never thought I'd say it but it's true! Anyway, I guess it would be a good idea to start on some homework since I have to get those grades up! Pip-pip cheerio for now! (British phrases and accents make everything better and brillianter, just sayin')

Monday, April 11, 2011

Gracefully Galloping

It's ironic. I am not a very go-everywhere-and-do-everything kind of gal, but apparently I was this weekend and that caused my body to decide it wasn't happy last night and all this morning. Sleepover at Caitlin's last night was a success considering the fact that we were way too hyper for our own good and ran up a huge hill on her street and raced to the front door, gasping for breath at the end because we're so out of shape. Then I was reading her Seventeen magazine a.k.a the girliest and most wordly womanly magazine EVER. Caitlin then commented (facetiously of course) that I "chase after guys" and I would be like (complete with a physical demonstration of someone running in a frilly and quite desperate manner), "Waaaaiiittt! Where are you going?!?!" hahaha That made my day for sure and then I said in my typically Jessica manner, "I don't chase after guys...I gracefully gallop! I gallop on my high horse, refusing to get off and be "saved" by a knight in shining armor!" I was really rolling with the horse/fairy tale metaphor hehe Anyway, not that any of that is true, but it was quite enjoyable to joke around about it. So I had to stay at home today instead of going to the mall to "makeover" my friend Jack, and I go pretty close to insane when I have to be at home like a helpless vegetable who can't eat anything or get out of bed(I got out eventually and it didn't make much of a difference).

Drivers Ed will be the death of me (or my being instituted into an insane asylum, whichever comes first even though I'm pretty sure they don't allow dead people into insane asylums because that would be pretty useless, I mean what good will it do once you're already dead?) So I predict that I will be doing Drivers Ed whilst I watch the Giants game on tv tonight. Also, I am planning on doing a dorky thing tomorrow: I am bringing my mom's portable radio to my friend's birthday party so I can slyly listen to parts of the game, either that or my mom is going to txt me with updates. I have to do this since my good friend in photography class, my fellow crazy die-hard Giants fan, is going to be there at the game. And now I leave the computer to eat a sliver of pizza for dinner, oh the joy of having a wimpy immune system!

Monday, April 4, 2011

The Tables Have Turned

Looks like the tables have turned. Last time it was Lily at home sick blogging, and now it's me. Oh the joy. My books are going to be quite jubilant today because I will finally get the chance to sit down and read, for fun. Well, there's that and studying for my AP Bio quiz, my AP U.S. history quiz, and annotating some essays for English homework. But that's kid stuff hehe This morning the big sis txted me saying she was listening to Bennie and the Jets in the car, good stuff that is. That Elton John song is so dang catchy, doesn't matter if you like him or not. My head is starting to throb, I think I will go eat something to start the day. :)