improvements are at a minimum, but they are still improvements, so i will take em.

i really don't like being a super senior.
[hah. that would be a good halloween costume. except it wouldn't be dressing up.]
besides feeling ridiculously old, i really, really miss suzy.
this is the first time in 8 years that we haven't gone to school together :(

my dad signed the ugly over to me today.
as much as i hate owning that car, i now own a car! which is good.

I was going to document The Worst Day Ever but at this rate it is turning into The Worst Week Ever.
i haven't been this miserable since my family was homeless, my uncle died, we moved into my cousin's house and squatted like mexicans, i got shingles, and 9/11happened all in the same month.
i really hope this is all because i am getting my period.

EDIT: i have not one. not two. but three. yes, three cold sores. this is disgusting.

okay, it's that time of year again.
the hogwarts express leaves on september 1st and, like every year, i am terrified of what the semester will bring.
i mean, let's just all agree that me and college haven't been the very best of friends.
[though if i was actually going to hogwarts, it would be a totally different story.]
this year's pre-rutgers anxiety is a totally different ballgame than the last four years.
maybe because i have to pay all by myself and it's no funswick.
and maybe because i've already got my first parking ticket of the year. [which brings my parktran debt to a total to $400.]
oh, or maybe it's because i am taking 20 goddamn credits.
or maybe because i hate my car and have to live at home again because i have no money.
take your pick. the victory lap is going to super suck.

i got invited to a pirate themed party. and i am really, really tempted to go as peter pan so that i can fight all of the captain hooks.

i have spent the past frustrating six weeks attempting to make 30 jappy children into something that somewhat resembles a production of annie. the entire time my biggest fear was that i was being a huge asshole to the kids and that the show would never come together and that the camp staff and the parents would be like, "ok thanks for that craptastic show, i'm taking my kid as far away from you as possible now PEACE."

well, not am i already hired for next summer but they want me to do shows with them year round.

:) :) :)

I AM SO GODDAMN GLAD TO BE DANCING AGAIN

also the beach was beautiful. sorry my cell phone camera is such shit quality:


oh, and the view from the upstairs deck:

there is so much loudness happeneing at chris's secret party. and i am so angry now.

do you know what i hate? i hate people who publicize their feelings. particularly in situations where i feel the same.

it makes me want to scream, "YOU ARE ALL A BUNCHA IDIOTS."

how can you write a whole huge away message or facebook status or dedicate  your profile picture to somebody who has died...and get the motherfucking deathday wrong?!

i'm sorry, but that's just ridiculous. i understand that we will forget things and memories and people. but i find it hard to believe that i will ever forget certain dates.  especially 7/30/07.

i had something profound to write, but i got distracted by looking for kelly clarkson pictures i can add to my, "separated at birth?" album on facebook. because we are twinsies.

camp started yesterday. thank god. i love my kids. even though i get to come late, sit inside, and leave before picking up garbage all thru camp..i kinda miss being outside running around all day long. and the lanyard.

this past month i discovered i'm lactose intolerant. no more string cheeses.

even though i have been home for almost 2 months, i feel like summer is finally starting.

also, i've been through 3 cell phones in the past two weeks.

alsoalso, i am so sadly broke.

my cousin is getting married tomorrow.
it's weird, because he's the first of the grandkiddles.
so i suppose this would be considered the end of the beginning.

( i guess this is growing up? [lame.] )

someday soon, i will write a post with deep, intellectual meaning. not today.

I DID SO WELL IN SCHOOL THIS SEMESTER (3.66666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666...)

RECORDING IN T-MINUS 10 DAYS

I'M PRETTY SURE MY MOM ISN'T SENDING OBI TO A HORSE FARM IN LONGISLAND LIKE SHE KEEPS ON THREATENING TO

CAPLOCKS FTW

I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND WAS REALLY GOOD AT BEATBOXING

THINGS ARE LOOKIN UPUPUP

i took facebook quizzes today out of sheer boredom, and they had really interesting results, so i am reposting them here:

1. Jessica completed the quiz "What character on "Lost" are you most like?" with the result Kate Austen.
2.  Jessica completed the quiz "Which Beatles song are you?" with the result Hey Jude.

swiped this from janelle, my favorite person to swipe fun thingies from.

( this guy ) 

ALMOST THERE ALMOST THERE ASDL:FJ:LSAKDJALSD

got accidentally drunk from the "nard-dawg" in the pissing rain yesterday. mah b. 

i've had a rude awakening this week and decided i need to waste less time in acappella, working at target, sharing a wall with my parents, hating my life, etc and more on helping people who need it. i'm not even kidding. i'm looking at teach for america, camp fatima, peace corps, anything and everything to get me the fuck out of central jersey that does not involve consuming massive amounts of alcohol or shopping or whatever like the last couple times i've left here. what a waste of money and time!

Dear Mountain of Homework,

I'm sorry I have been neglecting you all semester. I've been putting too much time into other things. I'm all yours for the next week.

Love,
Jessica.

Post ten (10 Only) pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.

NO CAPTIONS.

They must ALREADY be on your hard drive; no Googling or Flickr! They have to be saved to your folders sometime in the past and be something you've saved because it resonated with you for some reason. They can be of anything or anyone; family, friends, macros, maps, movie stars... anything that expresses you and your life or personality.

Fuck that, i'm doing 20. and i made an awesome cube thing.


( Here we go: )