[two hundred, thirty-five?]
I have no idea if that is even close to being the right number, or post, or anything, but I must say, it is nice to finally be in the place and in the mindset of going back to school, even if it comes with some unfortunate sharp edges.
I'm not going to say that I am not excited for summer to be over, because really, it is nice that it is coming to an end and there will be some new structure and people in my life, but man, this was a great summer, I am going to miss it, and some certain amazing things about it.
I wish I could say that I have a song that fixes the feeling of the end of summer, or this summer in particular, but I don't. I believe in songs telling your story, or just being you in general, but I can't think of any for how I am right now. I want to dip into some crooner stuff, I actually just had a thought baout a Billie Holiday 'I'll be seeing you,' and it is...it is miraculously perfect.
I'll be seeing you,
Jess :]
Monday, August 29, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
and i just can't get enough
[two hundred, thirty-five]
I love the eighties, everything about them. I'm in a music kick of Blondie and the Cars and all of that good stuff, the synth and the disco beats and the grooves, the riff's that end in a twangy reprise, I feel so much more connected to that music than anything that is on the charts right now, it was so much easier to dance to, and remember the lyrics.
I love the style. That sounds so stupid since I look through my mom's closet from then when she was in college and she had high waisted everything, shoulder pads, big glasses, leg warmers, converse, but if you've met me, most of these things are a staple in my wordrobe *give or take the shoulder pads). I've also been considering a perm, getting one, finding people who have them, just because it was so freakin' NEAT. I love that, just bein in a set style.
Obviously now in the milennia (what do I call this time, the two thousands?) there is a specific style of clothings, hair, makeup even, shoes, etc. But it isn't as identifiable right now. The low rise skinny jeans, flats or ugg boots, low cut, straight almost mullet-type hair, everything will be identifiable eventually, but since it is just "in" right now it is hard to even care about it.
Which brings me to my weirdest (or one of them) facts about me: I focus a whole helluva lot on style through the decades. Starting in say post ww1, there is different dance, clothing, music, domestic, political, racial, everything is so different, and even from then until now, there is different ways of doing things. I focus on these, I think this is from being in theatre and doing separate time pieces. Having to put on three plays in one evening. One contemporary set, one set in the eighties, and one set in the fictional fifties, and putting differnt things on the tv sets, and having proportional music to the size and domesticality of the set, having costumes apporpriate for not only the year and style, but the age and gender in those days. it is a focus that is important in something like that, that's probably why I love theatre theory so much, and working with characters as opposed to script.
I am le nerd extrordinaire, mon amis.
So you may ask why I'm bringing it all up now, and that is because I have recently bought some new things for my wardrobe, and I find it really silly that I had to buy skinny jeans, low rise, when I love the mid to high rise a lot better, but it is all for aesthetic's sake. I wish things were different in a social context, that people never felt fat or not good enough for sociaety's standards, so that no one had to be self conscious about walking out their front door. I wish that people were more accepting of everyone than neglecting.
MAKE LOVE NOT HORCRUXES.
What, you thought the nerdiness was over?
Pkay then, love,
Jess :]
I love the eighties, everything about them. I'm in a music kick of Blondie and the Cars and all of that good stuff, the synth and the disco beats and the grooves, the riff's that end in a twangy reprise, I feel so much more connected to that music than anything that is on the charts right now, it was so much easier to dance to, and remember the lyrics.
I love the style. That sounds so stupid since I look through my mom's closet from then when she was in college and she had high waisted everything, shoulder pads, big glasses, leg warmers, converse, but if you've met me, most of these things are a staple in my wordrobe *give or take the shoulder pads). I've also been considering a perm, getting one, finding people who have them, just because it was so freakin' NEAT. I love that, just bein in a set style.
Obviously now in the milennia (what do I call this time, the two thousands?) there is a specific style of clothings, hair, makeup even, shoes, etc. But it isn't as identifiable right now. The low rise skinny jeans, flats or ugg boots, low cut, straight almost mullet-type hair, everything will be identifiable eventually, but since it is just "in" right now it is hard to even care about it.
Which brings me to my weirdest (or one of them) facts about me: I focus a whole helluva lot on style through the decades. Starting in say post ww1, there is different dance, clothing, music, domestic, political, racial, everything is so different, and even from then until now, there is different ways of doing things. I focus on these, I think this is from being in theatre and doing separate time pieces. Having to put on three plays in one evening. One contemporary set, one set in the eighties, and one set in the fictional fifties, and putting differnt things on the tv sets, and having proportional music to the size and domesticality of the set, having costumes apporpriate for not only the year and style, but the age and gender in those days. it is a focus that is important in something like that, that's probably why I love theatre theory so much, and working with characters as opposed to script.
I am le nerd extrordinaire, mon amis.
So you may ask why I'm bringing it all up now, and that is because I have recently bought some new things for my wardrobe, and I find it really silly that I had to buy skinny jeans, low rise, when I love the mid to high rise a lot better, but it is all for aesthetic's sake. I wish things were different in a social context, that people never felt fat or not good enough for sociaety's standards, so that no one had to be self conscious about walking out their front door. I wish that people were more accepting of everyone than neglecting.
MAKE LOVE NOT HORCRUXES.
What, you thought the nerdiness was over?
Pkay then, love,
Jess :]
help me out
[two hundred, thirty-four]
I'm sorry I am behind on posts again, only four posts today though, so I will do two in the morning and two in the afternoon. I am such a cheater, I promised that even if I was behind on posts I would write them anyway on my computer, but look at me, I have not done that, so I guess I'm a terrible blogger, but that is beyond the point of this blog, the point of this blog is so that I am actually writing daily, which is a good thing.
So even if I miss a couple of days here and there, I am still on track because I am obviously thinking about it, and thinking about things and values and ideas, and I just can't get to the computer to put them down. This is the process in which my blogs are written daily.
First, I think about when I will write them, it could be first thing in the morning, but usually it is right around the time before I go to bed, which is common because it isn't that I forget about them,, it is just that I have no time prior to that. Then I go to blogspot and sign in, find a new post, figure out what day I am, write a random title, and then start writing. I would love to say I plan out everything perfectly, but I write as I speak, and sometimes that isn't plkanned, well, usually it isn't planned.
So here I am, coming up with things as I go, trying to make things not sound completely stupid or ignorant or cheesy, but all three of those things happen frequently and that's just how things are so I deal with it. I like this blog a lot because it helps me organise thoughts, but also try to creatively express them, which happens a lot in everyday life for me, but here you can't see me talking with my hands.
So I challenge you to do something out of the box today, write apoem, take a bubble bath, take a long walk and admire nature, do something that you usually wouldn't, and see how doing it surprises you. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, possibly help make bread, I'm not sure, whatever it is thought I know I will love it.
take care,
Jess :]
I'm sorry I am behind on posts again, only four posts today though, so I will do two in the morning and two in the afternoon. I am such a cheater, I promised that even if I was behind on posts I would write them anyway on my computer, but look at me, I have not done that, so I guess I'm a terrible blogger, but that is beyond the point of this blog, the point of this blog is so that I am actually writing daily, which is a good thing.
So even if I miss a couple of days here and there, I am still on track because I am obviously thinking about it, and thinking about things and values and ideas, and I just can't get to the computer to put them down. This is the process in which my blogs are written daily.
First, I think about when I will write them, it could be first thing in the morning, but usually it is right around the time before I go to bed, which is common because it isn't that I forget about them,, it is just that I have no time prior to that. Then I go to blogspot and sign in, find a new post, figure out what day I am, write a random title, and then start writing. I would love to say I plan out everything perfectly, but I write as I speak, and sometimes that isn't plkanned, well, usually it isn't planned.
So here I am, coming up with things as I go, trying to make things not sound completely stupid or ignorant or cheesy, but all three of those things happen frequently and that's just how things are so I deal with it. I like this blog a lot because it helps me organise thoughts, but also try to creatively express them, which happens a lot in everyday life for me, but here you can't see me talking with my hands.
So I challenge you to do something out of the box today, write apoem, take a bubble bath, take a long walk and admire nature, do something that you usually wouldn't, and see how doing it surprises you. I'm not sure what I'm going to do, possibly help make bread, I'm not sure, whatever it is thought I know I will love it.
take care,
Jess :]
Monday, August 22, 2011
sugarpie honeybucnh
[two hundred, thirty-three]
My friends are fabulous people. I define 'fabulous' as someone who just knows where it's at, who's not perfect and has flaws but knows who they are, who they want to be, how to care and love for someone, and how to have a good time. An example of some fabulous people are: Princess Diana, Carrie Bradshaw, Jackie Kennedy, Audrey Hepburn, etc. Some fabulous people in their own, very eccentric ways.
My friends are fabulous because they just have the style for it. They can be easy going and laid back, but also be passionate about what they love. I also have the bias about my friends, since I love them all and they are all incredibly fantastic to me. I am tahnkful for them, if it weren't for them I probably wouldn't be where I am today, as strong as I am, or have a purpose/drive to do anything.
So if you have amazing, fabulous friends, let them know, because no one loves it better then to know that they are fabulous.
take care,
Jess :]
My friends are fabulous people. I define 'fabulous' as someone who just knows where it's at, who's not perfect and has flaws but knows who they are, who they want to be, how to care and love for someone, and how to have a good time. An example of some fabulous people are: Princess Diana, Carrie Bradshaw, Jackie Kennedy, Audrey Hepburn, etc. Some fabulous people in their own, very eccentric ways.
My friends are fabulous because they just have the style for it. They can be easy going and laid back, but also be passionate about what they love. I also have the bias about my friends, since I love them all and they are all incredibly fantastic to me. I am tahnkful for them, if it weren't for them I probably wouldn't be where I am today, as strong as I am, or have a purpose/drive to do anything.
So if you have amazing, fabulous friends, let them know, because no one loves it better then to know that they are fabulous.
take care,
Jess :]
Sunday, August 21, 2011
it's as cold as the tundra out here!
[two hundred, thirty-two]
It is actually really chilly in the new house, since it is a basement apartment, it tends to be cooler naturally. I think it will be good all year round though. Since I've been here this summer, I've woken up in the cold, and then walked upstairs to find that it is really warm outside. In the winter, we will be able to make a cozy living space, with blankets and sweaters and slippers, it is just a really good set up down here!
I wish things could've worked out perfectly, and that we could've held hands everyday and ran around and wrestled all the time, or we could've hugged and slow danced in the rain every night, and pushed the car around the parking lot listening to that one cd, and driven real fast down the backroads and danced in the front seat, and took punches and ran across busy streets and ate ice cream under the streetlights. I wish that we could just lay in the hotel beds forever, talking about tomorrow and what goes on inside of our heads, or Christmas or Santa Claus or the future. I wish that every second I spend with you could be recorded so that I could play it back just to watch the way you smile, you're stupid, dumb smirk every second that I can see, and every second that I don't see I know that I'm thinking that you are and so do you, and you notice that I notice it but you do it anyway because it's you. I wish that everytime I was in the dark, that you were out infront of me with your hand oustretched, because even though I couldn't see you acted like I could, I just needed a little help. And I'm just going to miss all of these things, and I wish things were different, but at the same time, I know that this is the best thing, because you do so deserve it, no matter how much you don't believe it or think it, you do.
love,
Jess :]
It is actually really chilly in the new house, since it is a basement apartment, it tends to be cooler naturally. I think it will be good all year round though. Since I've been here this summer, I've woken up in the cold, and then walked upstairs to find that it is really warm outside. In the winter, we will be able to make a cozy living space, with blankets and sweaters and slippers, it is just a really good set up down here!
I wish things could've worked out perfectly, and that we could've held hands everyday and ran around and wrestled all the time, or we could've hugged and slow danced in the rain every night, and pushed the car around the parking lot listening to that one cd, and driven real fast down the backroads and danced in the front seat, and took punches and ran across busy streets and ate ice cream under the streetlights. I wish that we could just lay in the hotel beds forever, talking about tomorrow and what goes on inside of our heads, or Christmas or Santa Claus or the future. I wish that every second I spend with you could be recorded so that I could play it back just to watch the way you smile, you're stupid, dumb smirk every second that I can see, and every second that I don't see I know that I'm thinking that you are and so do you, and you notice that I notice it but you do it anyway because it's you. I wish that everytime I was in the dark, that you were out infront of me with your hand oustretched, because even though I couldn't see you acted like I could, I just needed a little help. And I'm just going to miss all of these things, and I wish things were different, but at the same time, I know that this is the best thing, because you do so deserve it, no matter how much you don't believe it or think it, you do.
love,
Jess :]
Saturday, August 20, 2011
gotcha!
[two hundred, thirty-one]
This post means that I am fully caught up on my posts! Which makes me feel proud, as I have been doing this for a very long time now, and I have grown fond of writing it, even though there are days where I have no intention, motivation, inspiration, or anything else to write it. I may never have ideas, but when I let my fingers write they translate my thoughts better than I thought would be able to happen, so I am proud of that aswell.
I amy look into some online narrative writing for the new school year, along with my other volunteering prospects I would like to get back into writing and reading regularly, not that this blog hasn't helped with the writing aspect, I wish I could read for fun again. I'm looking into reading some favourites of mine over again, or some new books by old authors that I like, whatever I do, I hope it works!
I am so excited for my room mate to come into the house tomorrow, I am going to hug her for an hour and then make her tell me everything about her summer, so she better be ready for that! This marks the beginning of a journey that I a taking, to get all the way to the beginning of my second year of university! Only two weeks now, and I am truly excited!
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So if you are having a lovely rainy weekend, or cloudy weekend, or just a sparkling lemonade weekend, take a minute and think about what you have to be proud of, because I am proud of you, even if you have nothing that you yourself can think of, I am proud of you for waking up in the morning, that takes a lot of effort, believe me.
Take care!
Jess :]
This post means that I am fully caught up on my posts! Which makes me feel proud, as I have been doing this for a very long time now, and I have grown fond of writing it, even though there are days where I have no intention, motivation, inspiration, or anything else to write it. I may never have ideas, but when I let my fingers write they translate my thoughts better than I thought would be able to happen, so I am proud of that aswell.
I amy look into some online narrative writing for the new school year, along with my other volunteering prospects I would like to get back into writing and reading regularly, not that this blog hasn't helped with the writing aspect, I wish I could read for fun again. I'm looking into reading some favourites of mine over again, or some new books by old authors that I like, whatever I do, I hope it works!
I am so excited for my room mate to come into the house tomorrow, I am going to hug her for an hour and then make her tell me everything about her summer, so she better be ready for that! This marks the beginning of a journey that I a taking, to get all the way to the beginning of my second year of university! Only two weeks now, and I am truly excited!
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So if you are having a lovely rainy weekend, or cloudy weekend, or just a sparkling lemonade weekend, take a minute and think about what you have to be proud of, because I am proud of you, even if you have nothing that you yourself can think of, I am proud of you for waking up in the morning, that takes a lot of effort, believe me.
Take care!
Jess :]
you are mine and so fine and i won
[two hundred, thirty]
I have never stopped halfway through a blog post and deleted everything I was writing until today, and I was writing about how I am going to go shopping next week, and honestly it was just stupid, so now you get to read how I wish I was more interested in reading lately. I wish that I could look at a book, like a fully written novel and read it wherever I wanted whenever I wanted. Unfortunately, this is no longer possible for me, but I do hope that someday I will be able to! For now I must settle with reading with my ears, which sucks.
I have no motivation to read anymore, and this is depressing, and sort of why I am interested in writing a lot more lately. I am itnerested in learning about the news, what's happening in other parts of the world, and reading things that other people have written. I'm craving a good solid roleplay, actually, my old favourite passtime, and may look into some new websites tomorrow possibly, and hope for the best!
Does anyone else always cross their fingers when you read 'fingers crossed' ? Or am I the only freak who still physically does that. No one believes in superstitions anymore, I'm old fashioned. Sort of like a fifties housewife, but not at all.
okay, bye!
Jess :[
I have never stopped halfway through a blog post and deleted everything I was writing until today, and I was writing about how I am going to go shopping next week, and honestly it was just stupid, so now you get to read how I wish I was more interested in reading lately. I wish that I could look at a book, like a fully written novel and read it wherever I wanted whenever I wanted. Unfortunately, this is no longer possible for me, but I do hope that someday I will be able to! For now I must settle with reading with my ears, which sucks.
I have no motivation to read anymore, and this is depressing, and sort of why I am interested in writing a lot more lately. I am itnerested in learning about the news, what's happening in other parts of the world, and reading things that other people have written. I'm craving a good solid roleplay, actually, my old favourite passtime, and may look into some new websites tomorrow possibly, and hope for the best!
Does anyone else always cross their fingers when you read 'fingers crossed' ? Or am I the only freak who still physically does that. No one believes in superstitions anymore, I'm old fashioned. Sort of like a fifties housewife, but not at all.
okay, bye!
Jess :[
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