bromance.

these pictures are for my brotha, jon.
jon left a comment on one of my previous posts that said:

"I like looking at your blog for all the pictures of greg. I like looking at pictures of greg. I like greg."

cool story, jonny.
here are more pictures for you to look at.

i like.

i like this picture of g.

i like his casual smile.

i like his scruff and his wedding ring and the sunshine streaming in.

it's not in focus or well-taken, but for some reason, when sorting through our pictures, i always find myself staring at it, because this is what g looks like to me all the time.

i like my new britney spears perfume that i finally gave in and purchased. yes it's true, i have now contributed to her fortune and supplied her with more cash for hair extensions, but the stuff smells good. g (aka the perfume hater) even commented on how good i smelled, but i didn't have the heart to tell him who it was i smelled like.

i like my new cycling class and the fact that my instructor likes to blast lady gaga, beyoncé and katy perry and say things like "during this ride, i want you to think about what makes you special" even though he's a guy. 

i especially like the look on all the other guys' faces when he does such things.

there are a lot of things i don't like right now too, but i'll spare you. nobody wants to read about my zits, or my crazy classes or that girl in my fcs class who won't stop popping her neck every 5 minutes, right?!

what do you like?

sweet.

thanks for all the sympathy for my patheticness, friends. i am now happy to report that things are looking up! we got to tend those little lovers last night & they both decided to be perfect gems and go to sleep exactly when they were supposed to and be happy and sweet the entire night. we absolutely adore them.

and then, this morning, kenz & ry made us our favorite captain crunch french toast & anthropologie returned my dress without any tags or a receipt. and as if that wasn't enough, apple gave me a new ipod touch for mere pennies & the u took back my parking ticket!

can you believe it?!

i guess my luck is changing for the better. 

have a fabulous saturday!

i need a time-out.

if i could rewind and re-live the last 72 hours i would change the following:

1. i would not feed the wrong meter at school, so i didn't return to a ticket, while the car next to me got to mooch off of my .75
2. i would not put my foot in my mouth and say something that i completely regret to someone i love.
3.  i would not forget to check the washing machine before shoving my laundry inside and pouring in bleach so i didn't accidentally bleach ryan's backpack, which was still inside (although they claim it looks the same. so kind of them!)
4. i would not drop my bare minerals makeup and spill it all over my bathroom floor (and it turn, waste it all)
5. i would not lose the receipt for a $100 return i needed to make at anthropologie.
6. i would not completely forget to study for my fcs test.
7. and more than anything, i would not walk to the sink with my brand new ipod touch in my hand and accidentally drop it right into a bowl of water, while trying to do too many things at once. therefore, ruining my ipod (that i've had for only 2 months!) and pissing off g who was sweet enough to buy it for me for my birthday.
8. also, i wouldn't say/scream all the things i did when i did when #7 occurred.

i'm considering locking myself in my bedroom for the next few days, in order to avoid all the other catastrophes i might cause this weekend, because apparently i'm on a mission to make my life as difficult as possible.

also, if anyone wants to give me a new ipod touch or loan me $300 so i can buy one, i won't turn you away.

mini me.

yesterday after school, i stopped by my parents house to go to dinner and a movie with my mom. while i was waiting for her to get ready, i helped scotty clean out the closet in his bedroom, which was my bedroom while i was in highschool. i found so much of my old crap! journals, cd's, yearbooks, dance pictures, etc, etc, etc....

well, of course i had to start reading the journals and i was laughing so hard at myself i was practically crying. i was such a nerd! it also made me realize what a fun & easy childhood i had!

for example....

7/1/2000
dear diary,

we are leaving for lake powell in the morning and i'm so excited! it's saturday and melissa is sleeping over because we are leaving early in the morning! i love lake powell. we have been getting ready all day. whenever it's time to go home from lake powell, i don't want to. i hope nothing bad happens in lake powell this year. last year i broke my arm. i was doing cartwheels down the sand dunes and i got going too fast. ouch!

well, i should probably go. we are going to have so much fun playing on the tubes and in the water!
also, a few days ago i went to the nsync concert and it was so fun. we have been swimming so much at grandma's pool this summer and i am really tan.

love,
jessica

what a life!

diary of a professional slacker.

today was the first day of summer semester, which can be better described as the first day of my last semester of college! i'm thrilled!

since i'm such a dedicated, punctual & motivated student (always!), i decided to start the beginning of the end off with a bang. i layed out my outfit, packed myself a healthy lunch, organized my binder, readied my backpack, shined my shoes and tucked myself into bed all by 9pm.

or not.

in reality, i stayed up doing a whole lot of nothing until midnight and then when my alarm went off at 6:30 am, i decided i couldn't be bothered and instead slept completely through my early morning (and very important, i might add) statistics class.

after sufficiently sleeping in and feeling a little bit guilty because of it, i pulled myself out of bed and made it to my next class, core cardio, only 15 minutes late! for the next hour i tried really hard not to faint while a drill sargent made us sprint, do ladders, lunge, crunch and jog until we all threw up on the gymnasium floor.

not really. but almost.

afterwords, i came home and washed off the buckets of sweat on my body and got ready for my last non-online class of the day. because i am such a punctual and dedicated student, i left my home promptly at 12:36...guaranteeing that i would only be 15 minutes late to my 12:35 class. how thoughtful of me, really.

but things didn't work out quite as planned, because after i'd slammed & locked the door behind me i realized that my keys were still inside.

i stood in shock for a moment marveling at the wonderful predicament i'd just put myself in and then called g for help. since he was busy at work and unable to leave, he couldn't actually do anything, but he did sit on the phone and make fun of me while i walked around our little house and tried to think of ways to break in.

finally, i decided to go bother my sweet friend mckenzie and see if she would drive me to school, but her craigy was sleeping and neither of us wanted her to wake him from his nap. at this point i was about to throw in the towel and just lay on the lawn in the sunshine for the next 5 hours, but kenz suggested i take her car instead.

after apologizing for a while, i accepted her offer and quickly drove to g's office to get a house key from him, drive back home, return her car and take mine to school.

i was an hour late and my proffessor was less than amused, but considering my track record for the day, he should have been delighted i decided to show at all.

needless to say, my last semester of college is off to a fabulous start and all of my professors love me already!

********

dear mom & dad, 

in case you are reading this and disappointed that you are funding such behavior, please rest assured that normally i am a perfect student. and i always go to class. every single day. and i'm never really late. i was just joking about everything. the end.

buddies.

our punks + dexter...good times!

you win.

alright, alright! apparently you guys are visual learners! 

i'm an auditory learner, just for future reference.

i felt super cool taking these pictures and i feel even cooler posting them! 

i mean have you ever tried to photograph your hair? it's not easy.

here is my brown hair. 

thoughts? opinions? joy? hatred?

(just kidding, if you hate it & feel the need to express how much you hate it, go tell your journal or your mother or something!)

goodnight.

fatty.

j bub has to go on a diet.
g says.

i think this is lame.
let the dog enjoy life!

plus, i like his rolls.
they'll be missed.

play dead.

i've had an insane amount a little bit of free time this week.

i'm doing really productive things with it. you know, like painting my nails, twirling in the kitchen, annoying my brothers with daily visits, going for drives with my ipod, visiting g at work, dying my hair, eating chocolate cake, making movies and reading old emails.

also i taught the pups to play dead.

swear.