Story of our lives [April 05, 2010 | 01:38 PM]  Jessica: WHATTTT how do you knowwww  me: go to his facebook I'm a fuckin creeper, that's how

[April 04, 2010 | 06:24 PM] moved! -- http://jessihope.blogspot.com i will still probably continue posting unpolished stuff, random thoughts, rants, quotes, and whatever else is more private on this space, but i'm hoping to make the blogger one one my public blog. link to new blog ps. you can follow it if you have a gmail account by clicking "follow" on the upper-righthand side of the page.

[April 02, 2010 | 10:31 AM] Friday mornings in underwear 4 hours of sleep sun spilling into room filtered past april clouds carla bruni iced vanilla lattes fashion blogs in bed

Freewrite at 4 AM [March 29, 2010 | 04:10 AM] I was eleven. That, I know. How I discovered them, I have no idea. What song I heard first, I can't remember. I know Cancun with my family, popping Leaving Through the Window into my CD player for the first time, the beginning chords of the opening track, salty air, and sea-foam green hotel walls. (I Want to Save You) I know the topic of my seventh-grade music review presentation. I remember bringing my CD to middle school and finding a kindred spirit who was leafing through the CD booklet and told me he liked track 4. I know bare feet, piano keys, and my awkward stage. (I Woke Up in a Car) I know high school dances, Willy's joke, lyrics on Xanga, and staring at my couch, pondering long blonde hair, Jimmy Eat World, and burnt-out stars. (Konstantine) I know spotted orange/brown floors, dust, and our music corner. (Hurricane) We had speakers, best friends, and off-key voices. (She Paints Me Blue) We had naivete, a school bell that broke our gatherings (Watch the Sky) like a hammer, (Down) and a comfort zone as big as our imaginations (Space) allowed. I remember stepping out of the shower one night senior year (like I say, I do my best thinking in the shower) and mentally declaring Something Corporate as my favorite band of all-time, beating out the likes of Good Charlotte, Fall Out Boy, and Panic! At the Disco in the past seven years. And that is a damn important title. The difference was I never spent hours reading about their favorite colors, tour bus antics, or high school stories. I didn't care who they were dating or what they look like (it's actually is just a mere coincidence that Andrew McMahon McDreamy is the frontman). Unlike every other band I'd obsessed about up until that point, I didn't want to marry any of the band members. I wanted to meet Andrew McMahon because of "Konstantine" and all the memories I tie so vividly to his songs. If any one album were to define my life up to this point,  Leaving Through the Window would be it. And this is coming from a person with short-lived obsessions and an attention span even shorter still. I never understood how people could cry at bands' live performances or news of break-ups, but I cried for the first time in a long time when Anya called me today on the phone to let me listen to SoCo at Bamboozle. HT, Jess, and Renault probably thought I was craycray. But I'm not! Just overly sentimental and weirdly invested in music. And the best news is SOMETHING CORPORATE IS REUNITING. SOMETHING CORPORATE IS REUNITING! Life status: complete.

Playing with Andrew's camera [March 26, 2010 | 10:47 AM] (Left to Right) 1. Tiffany & Co. ring: A birthday present bearing three sapphires, my birthstone, from Andrew and a promise. So I can always wear my heart on my sleeve pinky. :) It's half a size too small for my ring finger and half a size too big for my pinky -- kind of weird and incompatible, but it works. Like us. ;) 2. Square-and-circle ring: A present from my dad that I've had for seven years, which, is a feat in and of itself, considering I've purchased well over 40 rings in the past few years, only to lose, grow tired of, break, or otherwise destroy every single one except for these four. It's by far my oldest one. The year my dad worked abroad in Taiwan while we were still living in Chicago, he brought suitcases full of presents back on every visit. I saw him about once every three months, and I remember telling him I didn't know your heart could literally feel pain until he moved away for a year to try out this new job. I remember waking up at 5 AM the mornings he had to leave for the airport and standing at the garage door teary-eyed with this. Once a daddy's girl, always a daddy's girl. 3. Elephant ring: Cheapass ring that is too malleable and slightly rusty, but, hey, I love elephants. I got this over winter break this year at wu3 fen1 pu3 on my first visit back to Taiwan after college. This one will probably retire by summer to join the army of other cheap rings I impulsively purchase. 4. Andrew's ring that I stole. A skull-and-feather ring by Number (N)ine. It's made for men and a little too big, but I have an inexplicable penchant for masculine-inspired things in fashion...structured shoulders a la Balmain, oversized shirts, combat boots, hardware-inspired accents, everything shredded and ripped...whew *fans self*. PS. On an unrelated note: "This is wonderful! You should take a poetry class! [...] The whole thing is tender and sweet and a bit sad, a bit nostalgic. [...] You are clearly talented and I hope, hope you aren't selling your talent short when it comes to analytical writing. Try to allow this side of you to still be present when you are writing an essay. And, as I mentioned earlier, take a Poetry I course!" - Becca, our visiting writer :')

[March 22, 2010 | 11:28 PM] "Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you're wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore." - Lady Gaga I don't necessarily agree, but I at least think it's interesting. Life, I will organize you. Goals: * Salads with grilled chicken for lunch and dinner everyday * Runs on Wednesdays and Fridays because it's beautiful out again * Lose my freshman fifteen if it's the last thing I do * Each One Teach One application * Lambda Sigma application * Student Life * Print out pictures for my bedroom wall * Pick classes out for next semester * Learn photography * Get hair cut * Get cartilage re-pierced * Send out birthday presents * Locate potentially lost iPod :'(

[March 19, 2010 | 01:35 AM] "Come help me with my sperm! Come heeellpp. Wai -- wait, what's this? Jessi, is this type of thing found in your vagina? What is this? It's like a booby trap." - Tarek, playing an online game where you lead sperm up a fallopian tube

[March 19, 2010 | 12:56 AM] HT: TAMPON SUCKER me: LOL GROSSSSS me: btw check your wall hahahahaha HT: U CANNOT SAY THOSE THINGS ON MY WALL my teachers from seattle see those me: LOL HT: my BIBLE TEACHERS HT: im so glad i am a part of your life jessi

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