"On really romantic evenings of self, I go salsa dancing with my confusion"

Life Update

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 01:56:00 +0000

So I figured it's been a little while and that my life have nearly done a 180 so I think I will update while I have a minute to myself to unwind and ramble.

First off, I just got a new internship at the bank helping with the "group tour" department. I have to say---I am going to have the best job ever. Basically, I will be looking through catalogs of different tours to different states, countries, or even different cruises. I then decide which ones I would like to do, gather a group of people to go--and I then get to go on this trip for free as the tour planner. Basically getting paid to travel. I can't wait.

So my internship at the bank is full time, but I also have a job at a piano bar---which I also LOVE. So....I don't have a lot of time to myself...which I was afraid of at first....but come to find out, I kind of enjoy it....besides not having time to enjoy the sun anymore.

Onward.... so..... I believe I mentioned in an earlier post I had decided to put myself back on the market. Well, coincidentally.... I wouldn't say I am in a relationship now....well it's some sort of relationship...but it doesn't have a name yet....all I can tell you is that he is my friend and I am moving 20 hours away to be with him.

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 02:09:00 +0000

I would like to believe I am going to make it past 27.

I'd like to think someday I will find true love again and share a home with them.

Somedays I would like to have some sort of structure to my life.

I wish I could say what I mean to say.

Back on the Market

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Mon, 26 May 2008 23:21:00 +0000

Okay, so I just woke up and realized how pathetic I am. Minus the douchbag from work I dated three years ago, I have been "single" for over 4 years now and almost 5. So to be honest, I'm not sure that I even know how to be in relationship anymore.

Anyways, I'm in a new town and starting a new life for myself...and figure what the hell, I am back on the market. I guess. Well, not to say that I ever wasn't, but I'll keep my options a little more open now.

So that's my update from out of nowhere. I am feeling optimistic.

Women Fall in Love With Their Ears

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Mon, 19 May 2008 06:02:00 +0000

My Phoenix/Vegas Vacation

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 06:05:00 +0000

My $800 trip to Vegas .........Expensive, but most definitely worth it :)

Warrensburg

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 19:28:00 +0000

at the right time of the day, warrensburg can be an interesting town.

old men in top hats with cameras, dressed from the 70's.

it has it's quarks.

chinese restaurants and owners that remember you and never fail to ask how your day was.

photo students taking pictures downtown.

old people sitting in their wheelchairs, sitting close to pine street but far enough away only to get a taste of warrensburg's youth.

the youth they once had.

young, odd, mismatched couples sitting on benches in front of the courthouse.

the warm weather that brings them out form hiding.

the smell of college students bbq'ing throughout the town, with loud music constantly echoing throughout.

live bands outside my bedroom window at east pine pub, blending with johnny's wild crew.

the youth, in general.

and people that like to party.

lots of cats and lots of creepers.

every bars uniqueness that attracts it's own group of people.

and the few unique people you will find there.

the teachers that admire their students.

and the teachers that don't care.

and the one's you occasionally see at the bar.

the freshmen that dress in their finest to go to lowclass bars.

the people that are always looking.

the train.

oh god, the train.

Psychoanalyze Yourself :)

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 05 Feb 2008 20:06:00 +0000

With the first Psychoanalyze Yourself; Don't read ahead, just answer the following questions thought that comes to mind. Then read which each answer means at the end. (No cheating! )

DONT READ AHEAD!!!! just copy and paste then go through and answer the questions.

Here Goes:

1. You are walking in the woods. You are not alone. Who is with you?

MOLLY AND ZOE

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal?

ELEPHANT

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?

I PET IT. TALK TO IT..YOU KNOW.

4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is your dream house. how big is it?

IT'S NOT TOO BIG. JUST BIG ENOUGH FOR ME AND ALL MY PETS.

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence? how big is the yard??

YES, THERE IS A FENCE. I CAN'T LET ALL MY ANIMALS RUN FREE. THE YARD IS GIGANTIC. IT'S LIKE A FIELD-YARD.

6. You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining table , what is on it?

PAPERS, MY LAPTOP..

7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?

A WINE GLASS

8. what do you do with the cup?

PICK IT UP AND SEE IF THERE IS A SIP LEFT IN IT

9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the end of a body of water what kind of water is it?

MOST DEFINITELY THE OCEAN

10. How will you cross the water?

I WON'T CROSS IT, BUT I'LL PADDLE AROUND IN MY LITTLE BOAT FOR A WHILE

After you copy and paste into a new bulletin, and answer ALL the questions above you can look down here.

The ANSWERS

1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important to you.

MY DOGS? COULD BE TRUE. LOL.

2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems in your life.

THE SIZE OF AN ELEPHANT! AWESOME.

3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.

I PET THEM? TALK TO THEM?

4. The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.

SO MY AMBITION ISN'T GIGANTIC..BUT JUST ENOUGH!

5. A lack of a fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality.

HMM...TRUE

6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally happy

OKAY...SO I HAVE A LOT OF BIG PROBLEMS...BUT ARE GENERALLY HAPPY! IRONICALLY, THAT IS TRUE :)

7. The durability of the material that the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship.

GLASS? NOT SO DURABLE... GOOD THING I'M NOT IN ANY RELATIONSHIPS I GUESS

8. What you did with the cup is representative of your attitude.

...EVERY LAST SIP

9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.

DAMN... REALLY?

10. The way you cross the water is representative to how easy or hard you expect your life to be.

SO I JUST PADDLE AROUND THROUGH MY LIFE A BIG...FAIR ENOUGH :)

SO...THAT WAS FUN.

Thoughts For 2008

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Sat, 05 Jan 2008 20:36:00 +0000

I found this on the internet somewhere :)

Thoughts for 2008

Number 8. Life is sexually transmitted.

Number 7. Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

Number 6. Men have two emotions: Hungry and Horny. If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich.

Number 5. Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach a person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.

Number 4. Some people are like a Slinky ... not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs.

Number 3. All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

Number 2. Why does a slight tax increase cost you $200.00 and a substantial tax Cut saves you $0.30?

Number 1. In the '60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world Is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

2008

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 01 Jan 2008 19:51:00 +0000

so it's officially a new year...and i am going to "ramble on" about it for a bit.

first. my body has been starting to feel like a wasteland.

*wasteland: an uninhabited wilderness that is worthless.--->okay, i don't really feel quite that way.

the point of this is....as i've been getting older, more problems with myself and body arise, and i want to get back to where i was before it gets harder to deal with. it's about starting to take care of and renewing myself. this has recently become really important to me within the past several weeks. in 5 months i will be done with school for good and ready to start a "brand new life"...and i want to start it off feeling "well". i feel like i haven't had a "big change" in awhile....and right now i need one and to get myself back in line. it's time for another new beginning, soo...what better time than now.

i probably, generally, wouldn't take the time to share this....but i think that if i share what i am trying to do, it will be easier to stick to. if i keep it to myself, and fail...no harm done. so now that you all know, you can call me a liar if this doesn't really happen.

anyway,

this is my new years resolution:

1) successfully quit smoking...for real this time.
2) no more eating meat.
3) drink 10 times more water than i drink now. basically, a whole lotta watta!
4) begin exercising again.

i think this idea/resolution/plan is probably absolutely typical, but it's for a good cause so i don't mind.

i am not doing it for anyone else. and it's not about weight or anything like that. when i say i want to stop eating meat, it's not to purposely cut out a food group to eat less. the toxins in meat can do a lot of damage, and also can eventually cause colon cancer. just a quick fact: dioxin is one of the deadliest toxins, and is concentrated in meat levels at 22 times what are safe!! there are other reasons it's not safe, but i won't blab on about it, i imagine you get the point. i just don't want that in my body anymore. it's time to take care of and cleanse my body. and speaking of "cleanse", i think eventually in the year i will do an "actual" body cleanse. such as a whole body detox or colon cleanse. everyone should. and as for exercise, it is about getting fit again, but more importantly about healing. does this sound weird for someone my age to already be thinking about this? i don't know? okay, okay. so i am done talking about that!! i am probably starting to bore you :)

new topic...but leading into the same topic:

i have turned into a youtube maniac lately. it is my by-far-favorite website right now. honestly, i will be up until early in the morning watching peoples ridiculous videos. i have no idea how it happens either. i just can't stop...

there is badass "where did these people come from" musicians, amazing choreographers, people with very interesting ideas....etc. etc.

anyway, i feel weird sometimes for getting so involved in some of these people's lives....but they are sharing it.....so i guess that's the point.

watching all of these vidoes make me miss the days where i aspired to be a "brilliant dancer" and the girl-next-door who played guitar and sang. so....i am thinking about picking up the guitar again? i sold mine to my grandpa, an amazing musician, a year or two ago....and i think i may try and buy it back. i would just buy a new one, but this guitar was soo, so, so beautiful. and as for dancing, i am still taking classes every week...but i have been so lazy with it...so i think it's time to step back up and get with the game.

so..leading back to my resolution!

i don't think anyone knows how excited i am about doing this more than i do. i NEVER, ever make new years resolutions...but this, as i said, has become really important to me. this year is calling for a lot of life changing experiences. for once, i am excited about the future...and if i can just pull myself back together and gain control back over my life again it will make it that much better. i think maybe there is more to my plan than quiting smoking and drinking a lot of water. somehow i managed to lose myself this past year...i made a lot of mistakes, and it's time to start over..again.

did you make it to the end?

Gay Sweaters, Anyone?

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Fri, 28 Dec 2007 18:10:00 +0000

GAH!

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Thu, 20 Dec 2007 19:58:00 +0000

fake?

conceited?

rude and uncaring? selfish?

close minded?

don't listen?: so into yourself that you can only hear the words that come out of your own mouth.

argue for the sake of it? temperamental?

sycophant?

if you fit into any of these characteristics, please stop. you are giving me a headache.

I'll Never Come Down

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 27 Nov 2007 19:49:00 +0000

when the music's turned up like that, all i can think about is dancing. just that sort of music makes me want to find you. i wanna pick you up. pick you up, and dance. here and now, in the middle of the floor. and then i want to crash on my bed and fall asleep and not have to worry about my day, the rest of the week, or what comes next. i wanna smoke. because when i smoke, my smokes so sweet. sweet like nostalgia. i inhale like flying. i'll never come down. i wanna drink it down, but i can't cause my mind has to be someplace else for now. i need someone to take me away from here...

I am an INFP!

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Sat, 27 Oct 2007 05:47:00 +0000

Dude, this was pretty much dead on!

INFP's are found in only 1 percent of the general population, although, at times, their idealism leaves them feeling even more isolated from the rest of humanity. They are often misunderstood by those they incarnate with.

INFPs are known to be the gentle poets of the Universe. They are quiet, creative, and perceptive souls who often strike others as shy, reserved and cool. They have a rare capacity for deep caring and commitment--both to the people and causes they idealise. INFPs guide their behavior by a strong inner sense of values, rather than by convential logic and reason. Forced to cope with this facts-and-figures 'real' world we inhabit, INFPs may appear to have been imported from another galaxy! They gravitate toward creative careers which allow them to use their instinctive sense of empathy. Usually spiritual or philosophical people, INFPs may see the purpose of their lives as an inner journey, quest or personal unfolding. More practical or rational types may tend to discredit the INFP's sources or understanding as mystical. The search for a soulmate is a preoccupation for many INFPs, who must balance their need for privacy and peace with their yearning for human connection. If there seems to be an air of sadness INFP's spirit, blame it on this type's longing for the perfect in all things. Artistic and creative, INFPs live in a world of hidden meanings and possibilities. INFPs are usually talented writers. They may be awkard and uncomfortable with expressing themselves verbally, but have a wonderful ability to define and express what they're feeling on paper. They are also gifted at interpreting symbols - being drawn to metaphors and similes. Because of these gifts they often write in lyric fashion. INFPs often think of several things at once and because of this are sometimes labeled as absentminded. They try to read between the lines, not accepting things at face value.

INFPs are very aware of their own space, and the space of others. They value their personal space, and the freedom to do their own thing. They will cherish the mate who sees the INFP for who they are, and respects their unique style and perspectives. The INFP is not likely to be overly jealous or possessive, and is likely to respect their mate's privacy and independence. In fact, the INFP is likely to not only respect their mate's perspectives and goals, but to support them with loyal firmness.

Although two well-developed individuals of any type can enjoy a healthy relationship, INFP's natural partner is the ENFJ, or the ESFJ. INFP's dominant function of Introverted Feeling is best matched with a partner whose dominant function is Extraverted Feeling.

Find out what you are (Myers-Briggs Typology)...

http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/

"The Beach"

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Mon, 17 Sep 2007 19:08:00 +0000

"I just feel like everyone tries to do something different, but you always wind up doing the same damn thing."

New Apartment Rules

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 28 Aug 2007 22:43:00 +0000

what's left in the fridge

with the rise of the sun

is now a donation to apartment 206's fun

you can pass out on the sofa

but you better keep it clean

cause if things get x-rated

steven will get mean

have all the fun you want

but please don't make a mess

thanks from the management-liz, steven & jess

To Be Continued....

:)

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 27 Mar 2007 06:33:00 +0000

"If you want something badly set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours forever. If not, it was never yours to begin with."

My First Video!

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Wed, 14 Mar 2007 17:16:00 +0000

I had a dream lastnight...

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Wed, 28 Feb 2007 15:44:00 +0000

I was on a dating show. I met three guys and had to pick one to take me out on a date. It was a tough decision between two of them, but I picked one, and he was the love of my life. Turns out, he was the devil.

The College Life

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Sat, 17 Feb 2007 16:00:00 +0000

I love Saturday morning class. Hungover and tired and running on a maximum of 3 hours of sleep. Wonderful. I took a NoDoz. Today I shouldn't have. I am sick to my stomach.

Talked to my roomate today. Said she hooked up with one of my friends last night. I missed out on that one.

Hopefully this second hour will go by faster than the first one.

God, it's cold outside. A cigarette may warm me up. No, it will make me throw up. Speaking of, I wonder what _______ is doing?

21

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Thu, 12 Oct 2006 18:27:00 +0000

21.

New beginnings.

A bottle of wine.

A new buzz.

A 9 ball.

Japanese flowers.

A piercing pain.

Butterfly ring.

She spreads her wings.

She said start over.

Ready.

Set. Go.

A ticket for a plane.

A year at a time.

A year at a place.

A year to wait.

Great remembrance.

Over.

Anticipation, Gone.

Excitement, Begin.

I will start over.

Beginning now.

Forget you, remember me.

Who am i?

Explore.

No baggage.

Forget you, and forget me.

Forget who I was.

Erase.

A search for clear.

Clean water.

A new that nobody knows.

Fresh water.

From a place i've never dreamed.

A place to claim.

Salt water and sand.

A new mind.

A new memory.

Erase the old.

A new birth.

A new beginning.

?????

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Sat, 22 Jul 2006 02:16:00 +0000

I may be slightly tipsy tonight, but I feel like writing words...so you can take it...or you can leave it :)

There is so much inside of me that I want to say, but I can never find the words for the way I feel--so I say nothing. And I have said nothing for far too long.

I am always at a loss for words. Why can't I speak? My mind is so cluttered. I am mute, observing...daydreaming...of things that will never, ever happen. And it is driving me crazy. I don't want to dream anymore, unless I can spend the rest of my life dreaming.

I used to be able to write, I can't even do that anymore. I feel, my words are just words. You can read the words that I write--but you can't feel them. They will never make you feel how I feel. How do you make someone understand, or feel as deeply? Would you even want to? You are reading this right now, but you have no idea because can't see through it. I will write it out, but you will only ever see the words. So what's my reason? Myself? Why do I even bother trying to put my shoes on your feet?

I am so deep. I swear. I am slowly unraveling. All of a sudden I feel like I have never been myself.

I don't even know what it feels like to be me.

I look in the mirror, and I can't even see myself. I mean, physically, I can--a mess of hair and blank eyes. But there is nothing inside. How can you possibly know yourself one day, and forget the next?

I can't find the energy to move my feet from the ground...and it's all I want. I just want to be able to move.

I was fine when I woke up today. I can't figure out what has triggered me to see everything so different so abruptly. Perhaps I just stepped outside of "my world" for a second and back into the "real world". I am pretty sure I would like to go back where I came from. I don't like feeling this way--alone.

I am so stuck in memories and can't let go of anything. How do you forget so easily?

I am way too young to have fallen as hard as I have...and way to young to not be able to move on from it. How can it be so easy for people to start over? I have tried, believe me. And it is ironic, because I love change...but in this situation, I can't bring myself there. Some days I want to stay here, just waiting. Others, I want to live...outside of it. Move on from it, in search for something different. But whenever something different comes around, I run from it. I know what I want, and I don't want anything else. I can't explain it.

My Philosophy: We may try to move on, but the past will always remain--whether it daunts us or keeps us alive. We are always waiting. And hoping for that moment of happiness to trickle in and for satisfaction to return again. Our lives are made of dreams that we cannot help but stay alive for--to live them.

Is it okay to walk away from the things that make us cry...or make us smile? Is it okay to in a moment and not say a word? There is so much I want to say...about the things that change me. But I stay silent and walk away...when really, I just want to stay.

We are all searching for what makes everything "okay". We may have found, and lost. I watched. I never slipped...but apparently, I am gone.

Sweetness!

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Mon, 01 May 2006 17:03:00 +0000

So I randomly entered a picture of mine into the art show at Longview...and they ended up buying it for $250!! How the heck did that happen? Anyway, fine by me! ;)

A True Crisis

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Thu, 13 Apr 2006 23:37:00 +0000

There is a spider that has been hanging out on my ceiling, above my bed, for almost THREE days now. I don't know how to go about getting rid of him, because quite frankly I am terrified of the thing. I just keep watching him. I wake up in the middle of the night and make sure he is still there. This spider is driving me absolutely nuts. And to make matters worse, I now have a wasp that slipped into my apartment to join the party. What to do, what to do....

Yum

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Tue, 11 Apr 2006 02:00:00 +0000

I have spaghetti, but no spaghetti sauce. I have pizza sauce, but no pizza. I think I will fix my spaghetti with pizza sauce. Super.

Moving

noreply@blogger.com (Jess) — Fri, 07 Apr 2006 04:55:00 +0000

So...April's here and this is my last month of living in Kansas City. It just hit me today, that I'm kind of sad to be leaving.

I'll miss my drives to school and mornings when Longview Lake is covered with fog, or evenings when the sun sets over the lake...taking pictures of that lake. Or always being mesmorized every time I pass the most beautiful pasture I've ever seen. Exploring Kansas City and the small towns around it...always finding some place new and beautiful. I remember one time I kept driving down "Red Bridge Road"...past the red bridge, and then came to this amazing park that was literally covered with geese. I'll miss passing "the old lady" waiting for the bus in the afternoon...who once, on Valentines Day waved to me. I'll miss listening to the cars speeding down the highway at night when I'm going to bed. I'll miss my yellow apartment, and all the stray cats that hang around it. I'll miss good restraunts, like the Mongolian Grill. I'll miss breaking the speed limit everyday, just because I've found out I can get away with it. I'll miss the variety of people I see everyday that you don't normally see in small towns. The friendly mexicans at the 7-11 where I buy my cigarettes at. Being able to buy groceries at a different place every time I need something. Target. I'll miss taking Yoga classes with all of the old ladies...wondering if someday I'll be one of them. I'll miss having a fireplace in my room. Watching stupid shows like Blind Date or Elimadate late at night when I can't go to bed. On weekends, hearing my neighbors loud music through the walls throughout the entire night. I may even miss the days when I had a roomate to go swim or play tennis with at the apartment.

Anyways, Hasta La Vista KC.