Chaos

So I had the time of my life over in England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales, but more about that later.

I had an idea while flipping through an issue of Rolling Stone today. It involved an epiphany that went sort of like this:

I don't really know why I read/subscribe to RS. I don't agree with them on music, movies, or politics. I almost just skim through it, occasionally read half an article, and roll my eyes. Everything I read in there sparks a thousand different comments (or parodies). So today, while reading 40 reasons to be excited about music (35 of which are more likely to get me excited about jumping off a cliff), I had the idea to start a blog where I disagree with, agree with, or (the most likely) poke fun at Rolling Stone. Starting of course with this last issue, particularly that list. I'll be starting a new blog for it, so those of you who (don't) read this can just head on over there, that means you, Mr. Nobody and his friend, Ms. Doesn'texist.

Kisses and smacks,
Jes.

Last show of Beauty and the Beast was at 4 today. I'm sad, but happy at the same time. It was a really good experience. Senior letters (which made everyone else cry) made me smile, so props to Mike, Kayleigh, Katie, Bryan, Francine, and JP. (Did I forget anyone?) I'll miss all those graduating of course, but life must always move forward, so no use getting stuck on crying about how things have to end eventually. Everything's eventual, after all. Now to get back to real life, which involves LOTS of calculus and tons of packing seeing as I LEAVE THURSDAY. Four days in London, a day in Edinburgh, a day in Wales, and four days in Ireland. It's going to be magical.

Hugs and kisses,
the corkscrew/bartender Jes.

At play practice. We're blocking, and there's not exactly a corkscrew in this scene so I'm just sitting here typing up an essay for AP Lang that's kicking my ass at the moment. An analysis of the Sullivan Ballou Letter. Not fun at all. Thesis is essentially that he loves his wife but thinks he's going to die fighting in the Civil War. Nice and depressing.

Also doing some nice amazon shopping...even though my recommendations are filled with hair metal after that 80s party I had. Oh well...(good excuse). I've been getting the most wicked headaches lately, for the past two weeks. Plus I keep getting these odd pains in my right wrist and hand.

"Never turn your back to the audience. They could be flipping you off, for all you know."

Sometimes I wonder.
Jes.

So it's been snowing pretty much all week, therefore I only had to go to school twice. Sweet. Also Butch Walker is apparently touring, and all dates that are within 5 hours driving distance of where I live are:
a) during tech week
b) actually on opening night.
Frick. Even though my part in Beauty and the Beast is not that big, those are rehearsals I can't miss. Or, um, shows. So I'll have to catch the next one. So he better tour again, or I will forever curse Beauty and the Beast. Yes, forever. Or until I get over it, which I'm sure I eventually will when I have something else to be angrier at. OH WELL. Life goes on I suppose.
I have to figure out the best way to get checks from dad for
a) the balance on my class ring
b) bus to JFK & London passes
c) balance on my yearbook (you'd think they'd give us a discount for actually MAKING the damn yearbook, but apparently not)
d) the play.

Plus I need to sell $200 worth of ads. Which I still don't have the papers for.
And other than that I need to
a) write an essay for AP Lang
b) do other shit
c) stop making a, b, c lists.

Jes.

I survived AP Bio and AP US History. I know, you're proud of me. I got a B in both...which I'm okay with. I was gonna throw myself a nice little pity party until I calculated that my GPA will remain a 4.4. So my class rank shouldn't change too much if it does at all. Thank god. Now I get to take AP Lang which is the AP class that I actually WANTED to take and didn't just suffer through for the hell of my GPA. Unweighted? I have a 3.8. Not too shabby.

Lost the 1st disc of the copy of Physical Graffiti that Emily burned for me. BAD JES. Also finally got around to ripping those CDs that have been sitting on my floor since before I had a job. Oh dear. Long time. Except the one I lent to Taylor...Need that back but I'm too oddly neurotic to ask for it, because then I'd have to say the name of it. Which I'm not going to do. =] I'll let you guess, nonexistant person.

What was I endlessly rambling on about? Oh yes, I get to take 2 English classes this semester. Damn, almost all of my electives have been English. Except Forensic Science, which was pretty fun. Especially the blood spatter and serial killers. ANYWHO. My Amazon recommendations are currently full of 80s hair metal...I could explain why, but...long story.

OH and I visited Princeton with Emily and Kerry, and I liked it a lot more than I expected it to. It really surprised me how down to earth the people there were, how grounded and well...cool. Absolutely gorgeous campus, I adore the buildings with a passion. I could amuse myself for years just looking at them all. The town there is fantastic as well. Lots of squirrels there.

G'night,
Jes

Reading.
Writing.
Watching a movie.
Listening to music.
Sleeping.
Or any of my other usual time-wasters.
My Cds are all over the place, I haven't been putting anything new away so my alphabetizing is not what it was. I need to clean my room like you wouldn't believe, but I hate doing it so I'll put it off for as long as I can. Going to see "Nine" with Emily tomorrow (hopefully...we've been trying to all week). Maybe if I'm lucky, I can figure out some places to apply to as well. Oh dear. I do not like job hunting, not at all. I have a book I should finish but well, I just don't really feel like it. Hah. If I finish it I should probably start Dracula or Alice in Wonderland, both of which I really wanted to read. Or ooh, Paradise Lost.

I am such a dork. I was watching 100 Most Shocking Music Moments on Vh1 with my dad and all I did was sit there and correct grammar. And laugh.
Farewell my far more sane nonreaders,
Jessica Anne.

Some extra tidbits for ye, imaginary readers.

#1: Colleges to visit! Finally narrowed down my list to 16 (not that there's no room for eliminating or adding any):
Emory University (fav of mine)
University of Pennsylvania (long shot, I know. Also the closest to home)
Fordham University
Fairfield University
Brown University (Stretchy mcstretch)
James Madison University
Georgetown University
Columbia University (Reeeeeaaach)
Boston College
Boston University
George Washington University
Northeastern University
Providence College
Gettysburg College
Ithaca College
Rice University (Farthest)

#2: 80's Party!
We played pin the heroin needle on the junkie, which was awesome. Taylor couldn't decide between 5 people so of course, we used them all. I'd tell you who, but I'd rather let you wonder. Then we played band charades. You would not even believe half of this, it was insane. Let's just say the charading of Culture Club involved the "hail hitler" sign. Loooong story.