Posted on: Jan 26, 2012   2 comments

I just think that really sucks.

Now playing: Summertime Sadness – Lana Del Rey

Sometimes, life is too difficult. It takes just too much effort. I’m realizing this more and more the older I get (I turn 18 in five days… WHAT?).

When you’re little, you think you’re going to have everything figured out when you “grow up”. People always ask you “What do you want to be when you get older?!” and you reply with some cute, usually unrealistic answer like “astronaut”, “an elephant”, or “a cafeteria lady” (idk kids are weird). Adults may have giggled at your cute little self, but you KNEW what you wanted to be. You were so sure of it. Of course, you didn’t exactly have any idea of how to get to there, but you still knew it was going to happen. And you were happy.

And wow could you NOT be? I mean, you had no preconceived notion about how the world really is. You couldn’t possibly know you’d turn 16, 17 years old and have your entire life come crashing down on you while laughing at your naivete. Suddenly, you have to actually think about how to become an astronaut, an elephant (which takes a bit more thinking than your common profession), or a cafeteria lady. You have to make decisions. You have to do things. IMPORTANT THINGS. And no one ever tells you this when you’re little!!!!!!!!!

It’s like that MGMT song – Fated to Pretend. People tell us things; they give us false hope. “You can be WHATEVER you want!!” “Try and you will succeed!” “Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars!” They don’t bother to tell you how difficult life is, how you have to feel really, really terrible before you feel really, really good again.

And I just think that really sucks. You hear that, life? I SAID YOU SUCK.

I’m just gonna go and be an elephant. And read books and drink coffee and avoid everything that matters, because, you know, life, that’s what you get for being an ass.

Written under: It's not as sad as it seems. Wait.. yes it is.,ramblings

Posted on: Jan 23, 2012   5 comments

The many reaction faces of Jessica

Today in library class, I helped create a display for books on presidents. It took up like 6 shelves. No one in high school cares that much about presidents. But it was very important to the librarians… like, it took some serious thinking and rearranging and careful eyeballing to get it juuuuuuuuuuust right. We did though, in the end. Now I can’t wait to watch it be completely ignored by everyone in the entire school.

Anyways, if you follow me on Twitter, you’ll know that I am huge GIF fan! I use them almost always… on Twitter. Yeah. I’m that person. The one who brings Tumblr outside of Tumblr. But I really dgaf. Do you? Then don’t follow me on Twitter s’all I have to say. So I had a glorious thought the other day: WHY NOT CREATE MY OWN REACTION PICTURES? OF MYSELF? So you guys can know how I actually look when I come across all that I do on a daily basis on this grand old world wide web!

Let’s do this…

When I see something that makes me sad. OMG DID YOU KILL THAT KITTEN YOURSELF???!!??

When I see something that I did not actually want to see. Oh you’re naked? Okay. So. Who are you again?

When I see something that confuses me or makes me suspicious. Or, more accurately, the “O RLY?” face.

When I see something that makes me feel super awkward. So… uh… what… now…

When I see something that is highly unamusing. YOUR JOKES ARE LAME MOVE ON WITH YOUR LIFE AND JUSTIN BIEBER DOESN’T LOVE YOU AND HE NEVER WILL

When I see something that makes me feel fancy. Or like Lady Gaga.

When I see something that just… I really, REALLY shouldn’t have.

When I read a really corny joke/meme/whatever. I LUV U MOAR DAN 4EVER… I LUV U 5EVER.

When I’m feeling forever alone…………………………

And then, finally, for the other .5% of the time when I’m being normal.

If you’re wondering if I really took the time out to do this or if it’s just a figment of your imagination… Yes, this who I am. These are the things I do. I CHALLENGE YOU TO CREATE A SIMILAR BLOG POSTING ALL OF YOUR REACTIONS WITH YOUR ACTUAL FACE. Do it.

Written under: ramblings