Double Post Madness

Yes.  Two posts, one night, it just feels necessary.  I honestly and truly feel compelled to "blog" (I sorta hate that verb) my ass off right now.  I really don't even know where my quote ass is going right at this moment either.  I don't think that more than two people read this.  Me and occasionally Susan with a Parsons and Alex thrown in there.  SO, whoever is fortunate enough to grace their eyes upon this gift of a literary passage, feel blessed.  Yes, blessed, from the Lord above at this instant.  BAM; blessings.  What you are reading right now could be your ticket to enlightenment... I highly doubt that but whatever.  You catch my drift?  Cool.


I am having a difficult time right now just being content with what I want and what I think I want.  I know all of the possible solutions to me feeling this way but I haven't found one just yet that suits my pensivity.  (Disclaimer:  I just made the word pensivity up.)  I am enrolled as Jessica Link: theatre major for Ohio University but am currently having second thoughts upon that major and am leaning more towards that of education underneath the espanol realm. Ya herrdd, biznatch.  Espanol para Isa Iba sin todos de la mierda.  This is fine, I am accepting the fact that I want to change my major... what I'm not okay with is as followed: will I miss something in the theatre realm if I change my major?  Is this what I am supposed to do?  Why isn't God answering my prayers?  What the crap, God??  But for realz, I am accepting that I can't have my cake and eat it too with my "passions" but it's hard to feel okay about my decision when I feel like I am being given no direction whatsoever, from my family, friends or God.  Maybe I'm just being incredibly self-absorbed and cannot see any of the signs, maybe that's the whole reason for me going through this, so I can realize my "self-absorption".  Yeah, that sounds good, God puts me through a struggle deciding my majors to ultimately help me understand how I've been acting.  I don't even know how to wrap this blog up, alskfjakls, I feel so un-tied and disjointed. 

... I need to attend more church... that's it. 

Was any of that coherent?   I think not. 

That's okay.

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Kellie Chronicles

This is video volume two of the Kellie Link chronicles... to preface the video, my mother and I got into a heated argument in the front seat of our deluxe Jeep Commander about who would drive my father's infamous "dirty truck" (without four wheel drive, mind you, in the scary snow time) for the rest of the day. Mother started to get very colorful, if you will, with her language so I decided to catch the gem on film. You might have seen her first YouTube appearance in "Mattress Surfin' with Kellie Link"... I suggest that you check 'er out. Scroll down a few blogs, she's there. Enjoy.




Ya know, we can all be a lil' white trash sometimes. ... Keep it real.

Flock and Twitter

The coolest adjectives ever right??  Not just that, but some pretty cool tools!  I love how "technologically advanced" Mr. Riel is... he tells me to go join this site, go download this application, hit shift+apple+3, or what have you and I seem to alllways enjoy what he has to share.

Flock is this sweet internet browser that keeps you and your social networking sites linked quickly.  Sidebars, RSS subscription help, very vurry awesome solutions to the everyday tedious-ness of logging-in to multiple separate networking accounts, be it Blogger, Facebook, Twitter, Myspace, pick your poison; every feed, update, new request is conveniently located on the left side of the web page... BEAUTIFUL!

Now for Twitter, another super cool tool that utilizes the instant gratification X-factor so present in today's younger generations.  Think Facebook notifications and Away Messages came together to make a baby... that's Twitter... just check it out.

:)  Those are my plugs.

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Mid-Winter Break

It's such a beautiful thing to have a four-day weekend...ahh.  I have all the time in the world to do nothing; I really should be doing everything.  Teachers loaded us up for the break with AP English, U.S., Spanish and Sr. Math.  I believe that they should have weekly meetings to decide who is going to give the homework and when, I don't think that it's too fair to load up yo' students with an ample workload that turns into a heaping mountain of shit simply because everyone else is giving the same ample load full...  grr, alas I understand that you can't always get what you want, Mick Jagger said it best.

Short post.  That's alright, I had nothing too appalling or appealing to post.  :)  I'm content with that.

Praying for that Snooow Day!

Please, please, please, Snow Gods, oh please... let the snow just SATURATE all that is road.  Please.  

So, alright, cool, got that out of the way.  :)  Tonight was quite enjoyable; Kenwood, Mac Store, ice cream and the First Wives Club.  Such goodness.  (Yes, I finally gave in and ate ice cream... I'm trying a no carb diet but that ice cream was just a-callin', and I gave in.  OOps.)  Aaaand I can't wait for an iPhone of my own, just look at this beautiful photo I took with it!  It's so crisp and clear!  I really love how the Apple turned out, too.  Can't wait... if the phone doesn't become available to all networks by May Imma just going to have to get one and switch to AT&T, I'm okay with that, I'd just really like to stay on my parents...  that means I don't have to pay extra, tee hee.  Ah, no school tomorrow, no school, no school, no school!  Maybe if I say it enough it will just happen!  No school, no school, no school... a million dollars, a million dollars, a million dollars... a girl can wish.  :)

Until next time, but for now, enjoy this funny video.  To preface the situation and content I am posting I'd just like to say that I am a Clinton supporter but this has to be one of the funniest things I have ever watched.

Horrible Day

So I had a horrible day on account of so many little things.  It's the little things that really get me... I lost my socks, I ate my lunch too early so at regular lunch time I had to eat celery, I left my tights on all day, I registered to vote thinking that I could still vote for the primary (not true), didn't have the best By Request experience, and then I went to work just to pick up my check and vent to Liz but NO, I ended up spilling a whole crap ton of stuff to my manager.  

*SCREAM*

But ya know... I want to leave that all behind.  ALL of it.  I just left it all behind right there in that lil' paragraph.  Things today that were enjoyable: the progress we made on our choreography project, the work the officers have gotten done lately, the ranch that I ate with my celery, listening to middle school auditions, laughing with Suze during said auditions, and the Alto Jews.

Ah, I feel better.  Now I'll leave you with a classic JKL Video... a spoof on a country song.

Things That Keep Me Laughing

The BEST Hillshire Farms commercial thanks to the Afro-Woman who says, "That's crazy girl, I swear." And, "Yo' mama says you hungry!" Christ, if you don't find this at least semi-entertaining there might be something wrong with you.

If you haven't seen this commercial yet... may God bless you when you watch it. You lint lickerrr! :D ha ha haha.

aaaand, my mother. :)

The Black Pearl

Before that moment - my heart was too blind to see - 

My body folded in half,

my heart caved in on itself.

I never knew her to be so solemn.

Whispers of worries-

calm, collected, she hurried.

Hurried to speak past true tears.

I saw through glossy brown lies,

as she revealed to my unbelieving eyes-

black pearls she stored deep within.

"No longer am I happy,

be this story sad or sappy; 

I feel my wheels keep spinning.

I want to achieve the most,

but disappointment I host,

in the life that I have invested."

I took a deep breath-

unsettled at best,

my brain digested honesty she spoke.

After the shocking hour,

her heart was fully devoured

by demons of waning dreams.

My body folded in half,

my heart caved in on itself.

Layers had been peeled away.

After that moment - my heart murmured a prayer.