A few days ago I treated you guys to a list of the reasons why I am a pathetic sobbing mess who never does... Wait... That isn't right, is it? The list I showed you guys was the list about the things that I don't like about myself. My insecurities. Well, now that that sob story is over, I decided that I would list some of the things that I like about myself. Not only as something to write for BEDA, but also to remind myself that despite it all, I have managed to not suck as a human being for the past seventeen years I've been on this earth.
So, let's-a-go!
Jennelle's List Of Things About Her That Don't Suck
1. My eyebrows. I have been blessed by the eyebrow gods, fooligans. I have to do the bare minimum on my eyebrows to make them look decent, e.g. plucking the middle so I don't get a unibrow. But other than that, I have perfect eyebrows. Not to brag, or anything. *cough*
2. My taste in music. Yeah, I know, I sound like a smug, pretentious hipster, but I really am proud of the music that I listen to. I will listen to almost anything, barring country and gangsta rap. But barring those two genres, I will listen to anything. And I am proud of that.
3. My writing ability. I have been writing and telling stories and developing my writing 'voice' since I could write. So basically for the last fourteen years of my life. I'm proud of that fact and I'm proud of myself for never giving up on my ability to write.
4. My ability to procure results under pressure due to procrastination. Self explanatory. I get my shit done, yo.
5. My sense of humor. It's sarcastic and self-deprecating and witty and I love the fact that I can make people laugh.
6. My ability to recall things very easily. I have amazing recall for random bits of trivia, quotes, and plots of books or movies. I really enjoy that. It's like really bad photographic memory.
7. My friends. Though technically not a part of me, I would not be who I was without them, so I don't care. For all I know, they really are a part of me. I've known them all long enough to have been fused to them at the hip.
So there you have it. 7 things about me that don't suck. Sorry if this sounds braggy; it's very hard to come up with things to say for thirty days straight.
I need to go sleep. I don't do that enough.
Love and kisses,
Jen
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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Yeah... I'm Kind of Crap At This Whole 'Blogging' Thing
So I apologize to anyone who reads my blog, because it has been a week and a half, almost a fortnight, and I haven't posted a thing. So. Here is me, apologizing. To make up for it I will post adorable pictures of seals, and maybe a picture of me. O.O
Here is me, being sad. But instead of me, you have a sad seal. A very sad, adorable seal who is very very sorry for not posting.
Here is me, happy that maybe some of you will care. Happy seal is happy. How can you say no to a face like that. Oh my god, I just want to snorgle it and love it forever and ever.
Yeah, I said snorgle. Deal with it.
Many things have happened in the week and a half that I didn't talk to all y'all.
Not really, I just wanted to type that sentence. Don't judge me.
I am on vacation now, so, I have time to lounge around and do nothing. Which is false, because right now I am in the midst of planning a novel. I love how inspiration for a novel doesn't come during November. I could have won NaNoWriMo. But noooo, my brain has to get creative four months after.
Truth be told, I am really okay with this. I really like the idea I have right now and I want to make it the best that I can. I am actually combining my new idea with an idea that I had years ago. So long ago that the character names are written on my desk. But I'm not stealing the characters. Just the idea. The characters weren't fleshed out. The idea was pretty good though.
Here is another picture. I feel obligated to post them to keep you guys reading, since I'm being a boring old fart today.
Everytime I look at that photo, I die laughing. This is me, as a ghost, typing to you. I want to write more, but nothing interesting has happened to me as of late, but that could change. Keep in touch ya crazy kids.
One more picture, for good measure.
Yeah, I said snorgle. Deal with it.
Many things have happened in the week and a half that I didn't talk to all y'all.
Not really, I just wanted to type that sentence. Don't judge me.
I am on vacation now, so, I have time to lounge around and do nothing. Which is false, because right now I am in the midst of planning a novel. I love how inspiration for a novel doesn't come during November. I could have won NaNoWriMo. But noooo, my brain has to get creative four months after.
Truth be told, I am really okay with this. I really like the idea I have right now and I want to make it the best that I can. I am actually combining my new idea with an idea that I had years ago. So long ago that the character names are written on my desk. But I'm not stealing the characters. Just the idea. The characters weren't fleshed out. The idea was pretty good though.
Everytime I look at that photo, I die laughing. This is me, as a ghost, typing to you. I want to write more, but nothing interesting has happened to me as of late, but that could change. Keep in touch ya crazy kids.
One more picture, for good measure.
Get it? Moustache, must dash?
I fail.
Anyfloozle, I love all of you to bits and pieces, which I will then consume to get closer to your love. Anomanomanomanom.
Love and kisses,
L.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Happy New Year, Fooligans! Sorry About the Absence; I Was Dancing With Lemurs In Madagascar
I wasn't really dancing with lemurs in Madagascar. I was just being a lazy thing that is very lazy and not communicating with all y'all! But have no fear, I am back in this new year and I am funnier than ever!
Well. The funnier than ever comment might be subjective, because of course I think that I'm hilarious, being a narcissistic non-midget with an ego bigger than the entirety of Canada. The rest of you might just find me a sad example on what happens to people when they spend too much time playing Words With Friends and not enough time interacting with leaving, breathing human beans. For all I know, some of you might be aliens who find me an interesting specimen of the human race. If so, I have one request of you aliens - don't stick the probe up my bum. For the love of all that is holy.
So how goes it, my minions? It's been, what? A month? I apologize that I took so long off. Though I know people who have taken longer leaves of absence. But I can't leave you all alone, you sexy, sexy things.
Well, a new year is upon us, y'all. Crazy, I know. The earth didn't blow up. The skies didn't fall. I somehow managed to not gain twenty pounds eating cookies over break. The Mayans have to be wrong.
So does anyone have any New Year's Resolutions? I have 17, because A. I'm a huge over achiever and B. It's my 17th year on the planet, I might as well try to keep up 17 things for an entire year and see what happens. Normally I can't finish anything. I can never see anything through to completion, ever. It is a really bad habit, and I know everyone has their bad habits, but mine seem to be really bad for me as a human. They might not be bad for you - maybe you'd benefit from taking up some of my bad habits - but on the whole, I need to change. Why not change now, when everyone else is changing? I realize that instituting a huge change in my life right after New Year's is cliche, but I can be cliche as I want to.
One of my resolutions is to write more, and to facilitate that, I am going to be doing BOW '12. Where I blog once a week in 2012. I realize that I missed the first week of 2012, but I will make up for that by posting twice this week. Also, I was sick, so I get a pass. Hey, it's my challenge, I can do whatever I want. Don't look at me with those judging eyes you judger!
Well, I'm going to make like a shepard and flock off.
*drumroll*
The first Parting Joke of the Year.
Parting Joke:
Who can shave 25 times a day and still have a beard?
A barber!
Love & Kisses,
Jen
Well. The funnier than ever comment might be subjective, because of course I think that I'm hilarious, being a narcissistic non-midget with an ego bigger than the entirety of Canada. The rest of you might just find me a sad example on what happens to people when they spend too much time playing Words With Friends and not enough time interacting with leaving, breathing human beans. For all I know, some of you might be aliens who find me an interesting specimen of the human race. If so, I have one request of you aliens - don't stick the probe up my bum. For the love of all that is holy.
So how goes it, my minions? It's been, what? A month? I apologize that I took so long off. Though I know people who have taken longer leaves of absence. But I can't leave you all alone, you sexy, sexy things.
Well, a new year is upon us, y'all. Crazy, I know. The earth didn't blow up. The skies didn't fall. I somehow managed to not gain twenty pounds eating cookies over break. The Mayans have to be wrong.
So does anyone have any New Year's Resolutions? I have 17, because A. I'm a huge over achiever and B. It's my 17th year on the planet, I might as well try to keep up 17 things for an entire year and see what happens. Normally I can't finish anything. I can never see anything through to completion, ever. It is a really bad habit, and I know everyone has their bad habits, but mine seem to be really bad for me as a human. They might not be bad for you - maybe you'd benefit from taking up some of my bad habits - but on the whole, I need to change. Why not change now, when everyone else is changing? I realize that instituting a huge change in my life right after New Year's is cliche, but I can be cliche as I want to.
One of my resolutions is to write more, and to facilitate that, I am going to be doing BOW '12. Where I blog once a week in 2012. I realize that I missed the first week of 2012, but I will make up for that by posting twice this week. Also, I was sick, so I get a pass. Hey, it's my challenge, I can do whatever I want. Don't look at me with those judging eyes you judger!
Well, I'm going to make like a shepard and flock off.
*drumroll*
The first Parting Joke of the Year.
Parting Joke:
Who can shave 25 times a day and still have a beard?
A barber!
Love & Kisses,
Jen
Monday, November 21, 2011
In Which Jennelle Apologizes To The Three People Who Actually Read Her Blog.
So to you three, I thank you.
A lot has happened in the week+ that I haven't been around.
I've done this:
1. Got sick
2. Got well
3. Failed a History exam
4. Had to sit through a horrendous football game where Georgetown High School was creamed 24-7
5. Was horrendously cold at said football game
6. Watched my band director (mentioned before here and here and here, if not in excess, very briefly) groom my little brother into becoming a conductor. Everyone in the band agrees that I do, in fact, have the coolest younger brother ever.
7. Got sick again
8. Ate a lot of food at Thanksgiving
9. Ate a shit ton of bread. My cousin's girlfriend is in school to be a pastry chef type person, and she baked a billion loaves of bread and two cakes and a pie. It's like she wants us all to be fat lards who have to roll everywhere. But I still ate all of it. Yum yum yum!
10. Worked on my articles for the Thought Report! See, Lewis, I promise I'm doing them!
So yeah, that's what I've been doing.
What have you been up to, fooligans?
I'll give you a parting joke next week when I'm well enough to find one.
Love and kisses,
L.
A lot has happened in the week+ that I haven't been around.
I've done this:
1. Got sick
2. Got well
3. Failed a History exam
4. Had to sit through a horrendous football game where Georgetown High School was creamed 24-7
5. Was horrendously cold at said football game
6. Watched my band director (mentioned before here and here and here, if not in excess, very briefly) groom my little brother into becoming a conductor. Everyone in the band agrees that I do, in fact, have the coolest younger brother ever.
7. Got sick again
8. Ate a lot of food at Thanksgiving
9. Ate a shit ton of bread. My cousin's girlfriend is in school to be a pastry chef type person, and she baked a billion loaves of bread and two cakes and a pie. It's like she wants us all to be fat lards who have to roll everywhere. But I still ate all of it. Yum yum yum!
10. Worked on my articles for the Thought Report! See, Lewis, I promise I'm doing them!
So yeah, that's what I've been doing.
What have you been up to, fooligans?
I'll give you a parting joke next week when I'm well enough to find one.
Love and kisses,
L.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Sorry That I Haven't Posted In A While, Lovelypoos...
It's just that I've been mad busy and stuff, being a teenager and all that jazz.
I got a callback for my school play, so that's good!
I froze my butt off at a football game yesterday, and I slammed my knee into one of the drums. I have a bruise the size of Kansas. Quite enjoyable. Really. I love not being able to bend my knee *SARCASM*.
Watch this.
I don't care if you don't like Doctor Who, or the Proclaimers. You will love this video or I will find you and make you love it. Well that sounded sufficiently rape-y, so...
You like jazz?
I digress.
Anyway, so now that I've shared that...What did I do today? I was a cool kid. I went to an Academic Decathlon Qualifying Test. We didn't make it, but still. Fun experience.
Funny story of my awkwardness commencing. We were exiting the theater where the orientation had been given, and I just noticed that the walls, I kid you not, were hung with chain mail drapery. Chain mail drapery! Do you know how amazingly wonderful and weird that is? Very, is the answer. If you didn't answer as such, go die in a hole. Chain mail is freaking awesome. Anyway, I noticed, and I had a mini freak out over how awesome it was. I kept poking it and telling my friends Aniket and Ryan how cool it was, and how they should touch it. Then the guy who was facilitating our test taps me on the shoulder, and said "You do know that you are being filmed, don't you?"
THERE WAS A VIDEOGRAPHER RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOORWAY WATCHING ME HAVE A ME-TYPE MOMENT WITH THE CHAIN MAIL DRAPES!!!!!
Oh, Moses and the Israelites I was SO embarrassed. I couldn't stop giggling and my face went beet red. (I don't get that phrase. Beets are pink.) My face when beet pink, then, brain. Blushed like a blushing thing that blushes. It was what I was meant to do. Baby I was born this way! Enough.
So embarrassing.
Oh, and it gets weirder! On our way out after the test was over, I saw the same videographer! And he smiled oh so creepily at me. I very nearly flipped him off. But I didn't. Because that would have put me in the 'Not Normal' category, and that category was probably the only one that my team won. We were all cashe, in like jeans and t-shirts. Ryan was wearing sweat pants. Everyone else there was wearing like matching shirts and button downs with ties and dress shoes. Ultimate nobheads. Seriously. So I didn't flip off the videographer, no matter how dearly I wanted to. I restrained. I'm a lady. Mostly.
So I have callbacks for the play tomorrow. I'm excited, but at the same time kind of nervous. First time I've ever gotten callbacks before, so this is entirely new for me. I guess it means that my directors finally think that I'm good enough to be something other than extra number five. Which would be awesome. Really truly awesome. So wish me luck, lovelypoos!
Here is a song for you all to listen to. I want reviews in the comments. Keep in mind, I love this song, so don't say anything mean or I will write nasty things about your cat.
Henrietta, The Fratellis
LOVE LOVE LOVE this song. I love that whole cd. And that band. So, enjoy!
Parting Joke:
Two women walked into a department store, stopped at the perfume counter and picked up a sample bottle. One sprayed the perfume on her wrist and smelled it. "That's nice, isn't it?" Sharon said waving her arm under her friend's nose. "Yeah. What's it called?" "Viens a moi." "Viens a moi? What's that mean?" A clerk offered some help. "Viens a moi, ladies, is French for 'come to me.'" Sharon took another sniff. "That doesn't smell like come to me," she said, offering her arm to her friend again. "Does that smell like come to you?"
Enjoy!
Best wishes!
Love and kisses,
L.
I got a callback for my school play, so that's good!
I froze my butt off at a football game yesterday, and I slammed my knee into one of the drums. I have a bruise the size of Kansas. Quite enjoyable. Really. I love not being able to bend my knee *SARCASM*.
Watch this.
I don't care if you don't like Doctor Who, or the Proclaimers. You will love this video or I will find you and make you love it. Well that sounded sufficiently rape-y, so...
You like jazz?
I digress.
Anyway, so now that I've shared that...What did I do today? I was a cool kid. I went to an Academic Decathlon Qualifying Test. We didn't make it, but still. Fun experience.
Funny story of my awkwardness commencing. We were exiting the theater where the orientation had been given, and I just noticed that the walls, I kid you not, were hung with chain mail drapery. Chain mail drapery! Do you know how amazingly wonderful and weird that is? Very, is the answer. If you didn't answer as such, go die in a hole. Chain mail is freaking awesome. Anyway, I noticed, and I had a mini freak out over how awesome it was. I kept poking it and telling my friends Aniket and Ryan how cool it was, and how they should touch it. Then the guy who was facilitating our test taps me on the shoulder, and said "You do know that you are being filmed, don't you?"
THERE WAS A VIDEOGRAPHER RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOORWAY WATCHING ME HAVE A ME-TYPE MOMENT WITH THE CHAIN MAIL DRAPES!!!!!
Oh, Moses and the Israelites I was SO embarrassed. I couldn't stop giggling and my face went beet red. (I don't get that phrase. Beets are pink.) My face when beet pink, then, brain. Blushed like a blushing thing that blushes. It was what I was meant to do. Baby I was born this way! Enough.
So embarrassing.
Oh, and it gets weirder! On our way out after the test was over, I saw the same videographer! And he smiled oh so creepily at me. I very nearly flipped him off. But I didn't. Because that would have put me in the 'Not Normal' category, and that category was probably the only one that my team won. We were all cashe, in like jeans and t-shirts. Ryan was wearing sweat pants. Everyone else there was wearing like matching shirts and button downs with ties and dress shoes. Ultimate nobheads. Seriously. So I didn't flip off the videographer, no matter how dearly I wanted to. I restrained. I'm a lady. Mostly.
So I have callbacks for the play tomorrow. I'm excited, but at the same time kind of nervous. First time I've ever gotten callbacks before, so this is entirely new for me. I guess it means that my directors finally think that I'm good enough to be something other than extra number five. Which would be awesome. Really truly awesome. So wish me luck, lovelypoos!
Here is a song for you all to listen to. I want reviews in the comments. Keep in mind, I love this song, so don't say anything mean or I will write nasty things about your cat.
Henrietta, The Fratellis
LOVE LOVE LOVE this song. I love that whole cd. And that band. So, enjoy!
Parting Joke:
Two women walked into a department store, stopped at the perfume counter and picked up a sample bottle. One sprayed the perfume on her wrist and smelled it. "That's nice, isn't it?" Sharon said waving her arm under her friend's nose. "Yeah. What's it called?" "Viens a moi." "Viens a moi? What's that mean?" A clerk offered some help. "Viens a moi, ladies, is French for 'come to me.'" Sharon took another sniff. "That doesn't smell like come to me," she said, offering her arm to her friend again. "Does that smell like come to you?"
Enjoy!
Best wishes!
Love and kisses,
L.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
MORE LINKS TO CLICK!!! CLICK THEM CLICK THEM CLICK THEM!!!!
You know how I wrote that thing about glee give a note?
And how if you clicked the link I would give you a place in my government when I take over the world? Something like that?
Yeah, that still applies.
CLICKY THE LINKY!
CLICK ME I'M A LINK!
But in addition to helping my school win some cashola for music, and you all know how important music is, I'm giving you lovelypoos another link to click. And you will hear the sound of my voice for possibly the first time. Grab onto your socks, pants, hats, anything that could be blown off, because I am about to BLOW YOUR MIND.
Click this and follow the sound of my voice.
I appear at I think around the 1 minute mark. Be forewarned - I was not told that I would be used for filming that day, so I'm wearing no makeup and my acorn hat. You will see why I call it an acorn hat if you click the link. You will also see that I'm really bad at improvising.
But I thought you might enjoy this. My school is quite hilarious. I'm proud to be part of the band! Even if we are clumsy. You will get it if you click the link! Promise!
That's right.
I'm in the band!
Love and kisses,
L.
P.S. That thing about the squirrel? Not a lie. If you click the link, you will know what I'm talking about!
P.P.S. The pads bit made my think of sanitary pads. It was awkward, because it is funny, and if you think of that, it makes it funnier. CLICKTHELINKIFYOUWANTTOKNOWWHATIMTALKINGABOUT!!!!
P.P.S. I really want you to click the link, can you tell? Because 1. I want you to like my school and vote for us for the glee thing, and 2. I want you to see that I'm an awkward awkwarder who likes to awkward and that I'm wearing a hat. And that I exist. So, click the links, yeah?
And how if you clicked the link I would give you a place in my government when I take over the world? Something like that?
Yeah, that still applies.
CLICKY THE LINKY!
CLICK ME I'M A LINK!
But in addition to helping my school win some cashola for music, and you all know how important music is, I'm giving you lovelypoos another link to click. And you will hear the sound of my voice for possibly the first time. Grab onto your socks, pants, hats, anything that could be blown off, because I am about to BLOW YOUR MIND.
Click this and follow the sound of my voice.
I appear at I think around the 1 minute mark. Be forewarned - I was not told that I would be used for filming that day, so I'm wearing no makeup and my acorn hat. You will see why I call it an acorn hat if you click the link. You will also see that I'm really bad at improvising.
But I thought you might enjoy this. My school is quite hilarious. I'm proud to be part of the band! Even if we are clumsy. You will get it if you click the link! Promise!
That's right.
I'm in the band!
Love and kisses,
L.
P.S. That thing about the squirrel? Not a lie. If you click the link, you will know what I'm talking about!
P.P.S. The pads bit made my think of sanitary pads. It was awkward, because it is funny, and if you think of that, it makes it funnier. CLICKTHELINKIFYOUWANTTOKNOWWHATIMTALKINGABOUT!!!!
P.P.S. I really want you to click the link, can you tell? Because 1. I want you to like my school and vote for us for the glee thing, and 2. I want you to see that I'm an awkward awkwarder who likes to awkward and that I'm wearing a hat. And that I exist. So, click the links, yeah?
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