Tally ho

I spent all day today filling out paperwork for college. I'm planning my escape to Central Michigan college. I filled out scholarships, federal forms, and the FAFSA. whew.

I'm getting super excited about leaving for school. The prospect of leaving home and meeting new people and being unlimited, it's very appealing to me.

But I will miss weekends like this one. Spent going on adventures with friends I've had since elementary school practically.

That's just the problem with a small town like this one though. I have known pretty much everyone in my graduating class since we were little. It's pretty boring. I need a change of scenery, some new faces. Some interesting people.

Plus I feel like everything here always has been and always will be the same. I want to travel and go places and have real life adventure. Meanwhile, I'm stuck here watching T.V. all day smoking ciggarettes out of boredom and watching shows about makeovers and drug addicts.

So yah, I'm pretty excited to leave for school this fall. Pretty excited indeed.

PALE FORCE GO!

It is so cold and

miserable in this

state.

I haven't seen the sun in

so long I could

join the pale force.

Baby baby make me mambo

When the Ramones sing something it's hard

to picture

anyone else

ever singing it.

Jessie Alward's 115th dream.

Hopefully somebody caught the Bob Dylan reference.

So, as you know if you read my last post, my life has fallen into a rut. It's getting kinda boring, kinda slow. OK maybe more than kinda, maybe more like hugely boring and terribly slow.

There are however, a select number of things in my life right now that are great and fantastic and I wouldn't trade for a flobbitygillion dollars.

The first and most important thing is my lovely friends. They are insane and yesterday while doing yoga our conversation landed on us starring in our own soap opera and Kristi having and evil french twin with an evil french mustache whos only line would be "Croissant!". So, they get props for making my days suck considerably less.

The next thing would be my ipod. More specifically a few albums that I recently loaded onto my ipod. For example, Bob Dylan's 'Bringing it all Back Home' fucking great album. Can't stop listening to it. Also, Contra by Vampire Weekend. Pretty swell. Listening to the right music can make any situation awesome. Like staring out the window of a shitty bus that is taking you nowhere, figuratively, while listening to Saves the Day sing 'Through Being Cool'. Makes it seem a whole lot less shitty.

And number three, the prospect of what's to come. I mean if I thought about the time I have left in school in one big chunk I would probably die. So I think about it in terms of what's going to happen that is awesome. Like the fact that winterfest is on Friday. Or the fact that we're gonna road trip it down to Florida for spring break. Actually just the thought of warm weather pulls me through. Do you know what the temperature was today? 15 degrees. And, there is a literal blizzard outside the window. Goddamnit Michigan, why do you have to do this to me?

So I guess the moral is that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, a silver lining, blah blabbity blah blah. Also, high school blows.

Tick tock tick tock

Oh world wide web. I spend far to much time time on you every school day. Including right now!

I'm at LCC and yet I have nothing of significance to accomplish so I scan blogger for interesting tidbits and google things that may bring up funny pictures. This is my life.

Life just seems so ridiculously stagnant right now. Every day is the same. Two hours here doing nothing but updating twitter and googling images of summer then back to school for three more pointless hours of staring at computer screens doing nothing.

I mean, I can't even find a job! And I'm trying. Really, I'm not one of those teenagers who sits around going "aww man mom! I don't wanna get a job!" No, I'm more like the opposite. I'm going to every employer in town and practically begging them to hire me. But of course I live in Michigan where the unemployment rate for ADULTS is over 20% and for teens it's even more bleak.

So there's that. On the bright side Winterfest is on Friday and then I'm going to a party after that. But on the dim side of that I, once again, am dateless.

In fact I can't even remember a dance throughout my entire high school career to which I brought a date. I've never been asked and none of the boys in my school are at all my type so I've never been motivated to ask them.

What is my type you ask? Well, since you insist, it's an artsy, long haired, music loving boy. Someone who likes to read instead of complaining about a chapter assigned in school. Someone who can have an intelligent conversation as well as laugh about anything. Someone offbeat and romantic. And it wouldn't hurt if they had some tattoos and piercings going for them too.

So as you can see, there is no one even close to that in my school. I mean, not that I am set on finding my dream guy. I would settle for someone with any ONE of those qualities. But I've yet to find him yet either.

So I'm sure you're glad you clicked on my blog today. It sure was an uplifitng post!

But what else is a blog for if not to let off steam once in a while? Hopefully one of you has posted something a bit happier that I can read to perk up my day.

Thanks for reading :]

P.S. By the way, if you were wondering which teletubbie is me, I'm the yellow one. And I have blueberry popsicle all ovah ma face. I'm street.

Gonna make myself a t-shirt that says the world is my ashtray

Soooo. I'm sitting in class writing this blog to pass the time.

Tonight I'm headed to a show in Lansing to see my friend's band play at a creepy venue in an alley. Like, on a scale of creepiness ranging from one to ten, it would be an eight. Maybe an eight point five.

Today has been good thus far. I finished everything for my morning commercial art class and basically slacked off all day. I got chicken nuggets for lunch which were chronic and I bought a 25 cent twix.

I'm excited for tonight. Here is a basic prediction of what's going to happen:

6:00 Mel arrives at my house. We epically high five and make ourselves super adorable for all the cute alternative boys probably lurking at the show.

7:00 Jess and Mel leave for show. Probably. Those two have a history of procrastinating and leaving late ya know.

8:00 Jess and Mel enjoy an awesome show and smoke some ciggrettes while talking with cute boys.

10:00 Leave the show, make some kind of caffeine or fast food detour on the way home.

Rest of the night: wreak havoc.

WURRRRD.

Skipping Class for a Random Adventure

Ahh, Senioritis.

The common affliction that infects high school seniors and causes side effects such as anxiousness, boredom, and lack of motivation while in class. It has officially hit my school and it has officially hit me.

You see, throughout my high school career I have been a pretty typical student. Not going above and beyond to often and basically just doing what I needed to in order to get the grade and move on. But I was also never a bad student by any means. I came to class, did my work, and whenever I got in trouble it was usually for something along the lines of reading while the teacher was lecturing. (Even if it was a book that was teaching me more than the instructor, like Catcher In the rye.)

The point here being that now that I'm a senior I figure I've earned the right to slack off a little. So yesterday me and a few friends skipped class.

THAT'S RIGHT! We did it! We broke the rules!

O.K. so I realize it isn't actually that big of a deal, but it was still pretty fun.

We left at lunch and skipped the class right afterwards and came back for the final hour of the day. However, since all of our parents were home we now had nowhere to go. We sat at the end of the high school driveway, engine idling, and asked eachother what we should do, where we should go. After a lot of blank stares someone suggested McDonalds. We all shrugged and said fine.

McDonalds turned out not to be such a good idea because as soon as we sat down every old geezer sitting in a booth with a cup of black coffee and a scowl gawked at us, openly. As you would imagine that made us pretty uncomfortable. So next we tried the park.

The biggest problem with the park was that, well, we live in Michigan and it's January. We made our best attempts at braving the cold and got some pretty funny pictures out of the mix but all in all it resulted in frostbitten toes and frozen socks.

So we used up the remainder of our hour away from school driving around town listening to music and blasting the heat. We contemplated going sledding but decided it would be PRETTY suspcious if we showed up at our final class covered in snow.

On top of all of this we had Senior Breakfast yesterday morning. It was pretty cool. It basically kickstarted everything that's going to be happening up until graduation. Panera brought us chocolate chip bagels and teachers gave the typical speeches about going to college and getting a job.

So yesterday was interesting! I hope the rest of my senior year can be as exciting.

Night sledders, robots in disguise.

So this weekend held many interesting things. Friday was deamed a snow day for my school so I celebrated by waking up at 10, making chocolate chip pancakes, and then watching Spongebob for two hours. That entire day was pretty much lost to the wrath of interesting fiction novels and Rubber Soul on repeat in my stereo. Nothing like spending a blizzard-y day holed up in your room with a good book and some good music.

Saturday was by far the best day of the weekend. After much procrastination, err consideration, my friends and I decided to go night sledding, which I had never done before. Kristi, Cody, Renee, and Melissa all met at my house around 9:30 and we all proceeded to bundle up in layers of fuzzy sweaters, flannel pajamas, and puffy winter coats in order to brave the sub-zero weather taht awaited us. The thermometor read exactly 8 degrees as we trekked out the door with a few dusty sleds and piled into Renee's less than brand-new station wagon.

The night was ridiculously clear, one of the clearest I've seen in my ten years in Michigan. And the lack of clouds only helped the temperature steadily drop. It was the kind of cold where just walking outside makes your nosehairs freeze. Oh yah, it was that cold.

We made our way to the local hill designated for sledding and spent the next hour and a half screaming and maniacally laughing our way down it. At one point a cheap plastic sled was doubled as a snowboard and at another point two people piled onto one small purple sled and went spinning and screaming and laughing down the hill.

It was a great night in every way. It basically embodied all the good things about being in high school. It reminded me that the feeling of just being a teenager is something to be appreciated, not rushed through.

So far to go

The last four years of my life have been spent in a classroom, more or less. Actually, come to think of it, the last 11 1/2 years of my life have spent in some form of classroom or another. However, next year I will be moving into bigger classrooms, a smaller room, and a new town far from my hometown of Eaton Rapids.

I'm excited to embark on this new leg of life, full of potential and youth and blah blah blah. Excited to go through all the shit that college students do. I.E., frat parties, cramming for tests (which I already do and I have done for years), and even homesickness.

The only problem is, I have to finish High School first. Only five months to go.