Why is Black Friday only one day of the year? :(

                     So, I did it. I just so happened to go out this holiday weekend and I had a really great time. Can you believe it? I, Jessie Blair the hermit, had an enjoyable time with OTHER people. I even went to one of those nifty Black Friday deals at twelve o'clock in the morning and, despite having to practically nudge my way through the swarms of deal-hungry people, I shopped and had a decent time! 

You see, the Walmart here is now making you take a number for certain items like phones or big, heavy duty TVs. If you do not have a number, you do not get whatever it is you want. Now, I stayed up all night for this thing, drank about a billion cups of coffee and at 11:00 I headed to grab some deals. Luckily the truck has very comforting seat warmers, or I would have been a cranky buyer.. 

Well, I get there are the place is crazy. As you know, the sale does not start until 12 in the morning, so people are literally standing around pallets  with their arms outstretched as if they are ready to take out the next person who even dares look them in the eye.. There's still an hour to go, what's up with these people? 

I manage to get around the sea of quite scary looking overweight men and savvy women buyers without getting mangled. Despite almost stepping too close to a man's place in line for a plasma TV, I come out alive and quite thankful to be.. I mean, come on, haven't you heard all those trampling stories on the news? People are crazy! Anyway, having walked around the store and after being pointed in several wrong directions as to where the phone sales are (I blame the event workers), I mope up to a defensive looking event staffer and ask her "Please, oh please, can you tell me where the Straight Talk cellphones are?" To which she replied, "Well, yeah kid, this is the line for them.." You have no idea how excited I was.. but, the catch was.. "You have to have a ticket." I almost melted.. it didn't look like the woman had any.. all this planning and coffee and lack of sleep.. all for nothing..

Luckily for me, the woman, who must've really enjoyed bubble gum, produced a small piece of white paper from her pocket as she popped a large bubble between her lips. "Here you go, last one.." 

I do not deceive you, I hugged that woman. For all it was worth, I wrapped that woman in a celebratory hug so epic it seemed to leave her dazed and really confused.. But, despite her surprise, she handed up the ticket with weary hands as I yipped with glee. 

You know how I mentioned the whole trampling ordeal? Well, I'm sure you're also familiar with how fellow buyers tend to steal things from your buggy, right from under your nose.. Since I had the last phone ticket, number 40, I was guaranteed a phone and refused to let that thing get out of my sight. I kept it in my pocket, with my hand occasionally slipping in to feel it's papery texture.. Who knows, pick-pockets exist, right? Sneaky guys.. 

After having numerous people come up and glare at me upon realizing that I, Jessie Blair, had the last ticket, I waited my way in line and got my phone in a matter of 10 minutes. I  waited in line for an hour, it took five minutes or less to actually collect my phone, and another 30 waiting in the checkout. Despite the time consuming nature of it all.. I'm so thankful that I got that last phone. It's a touch screen and everything! We also got another TV.. but, that's not nearly as exciting. 

I thanked the Lord so many times that night because of his humbleness. Especially since he let little ole' me have the LAST ticket. The last one! 

I hope all of you had a great holiday week and an even greater Thanksgiving. I know I couldn't have asked for anything more than having been able to spend it all with my family. 

Until next time..

Well hello there, Blogger. Long blog, no see.

It's true, I have been slacking with this blogging thing. How long has it been? At least a month, I'm sure. Anyway, I have nothing better to do than sit here with my coffee and rant, so here goes something.. 

Lately I've been pretty busy.. or, I'd like to think I am. I mean, I don't go out much anymore and my life practically revolves around school.. If it isn't an actual class I have to make an appearance to it's some awful online PE class that I absolutely cannot get out of, which leaves me with my head in a book all day or my little fingers constantly typing out a term paper. I'm not saying this is a bad thing since learning is my thing, I like knowing new information, but I've just realized that having a social life is also important.

It seems that having not interacted with another individual out of school, or "hanging out" with another person, has left me kind of lazy. :/ I'm so used to my everyday routine that I'm just not open to anything anymore. Whatever happened to Jessie the social butterfly? Now it's more like Jessie, that one girl who's shot me down  a million times and I don't bother anymore. I wake up, drink coffee, eat breakfast, more coffee, work on educational crap, eat lunch, more educational crap, dinner, shower, more crap, bed. That's Jessie's life in a nutshell. Sometimes, though, I get a little crazy and add in some Criminal Minds for good measure. 

Yes, I know, my life is sad. I should just quit complaining, valiantly jump off of this couch, throw off my favorite blanket and show the world who's boss!  Sounds good, huh? Yeah, fat chance.. this comforter is too cozy and the room is cold. The outside world is frightful!

So, to conclude.. I guess it's just safe to say that I miss having a best friend.. I miss having something to do, a reason to get up every morning other than school. I miss having someone who I can actually "click" with. Waking up to cute text messages and going to the mall.. All in all, this is a cry for help. So, those of you who actually read this.. maybe we should do something. But, I must warn you.. if you ask, chances are I'll find some way to wiggle my way out of it. So, please, whatever you do, just show up at my house and take me by force.. I'm sure if we go get coffee or something I'll warm up to the idea quickly.

Until next rant.. <3 
I think the next one might just be about my boy predicament? We'll see.  Au revoir!

It's the little things in life..

                                          ..that count the most. 
Although there are millions of tragedies around the globe, people having to face their troubles every second of the day, and countless acts of sin by others.. at least we live knowing that we can depend on others for support when times get hard. God has blessed us with life, friends, and family. He blessed us with others for support. It's nice to watch something as inspirational as this. It was just luck that I happened to come across it today, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.


                            "We must all stick together or we will all die alone.."

Take it like a maaan!

         On a typical day I just put on my attire for the day, slap on some mascara, and I'm raring to go. But, today I had nowhere to go. I thankfully slept in until 9 and lounged about in my PJ's for some time. Sure, I got a little homework done, but, in general, I just vegged. I vegged well into the evening.. It wasn't until a greasily home cooked meal was provided by my Mother that I realized.. "Girl, you need to exercise." It came to me while I was looking in the mirror, de-greasing my hands from the meal's french-fried goodness. Just to be frank, my good people of Blogger, I am nowhere near skinny. I'm pudgy, I have love-handles, and my thighs are just.. well, let's not get into that. I can't remember the last time I have ever been comfortable with my body. So, basically, I've always thought of myself as a lazy blob of a couch-potato. I decided that today I would change it all! So what if I've tried this countless times before, let's give it another round, shall we? Quickly, so that I wouldn't lose my sudden enthusiasm for sweating buckets, I strapped on my running shoes and made my sister-in-law tag along with me. No real stretching, no plan of action, just.. jogging!

         Unfortunately, you know what? I'm just not in as good of shape as I used to be. After only a thirty minute jog, I came home nearly dead. My heart was beating so fast, I could feel it pulsating in my head. Candy even did better than I did! And she smokes! :C All in all, it was fun to get out there again. I'm hoping I'll be able to stick to this routine, even for just a little while. Maybe I'll even post pictures of me and this new fitness journey throughout it's course. Cheers to a nice.. winter body? 

                                                  Until next time..

$30 UN-acceptance fee.

                       I can't believe the outrageous price it costs just to submit an application for a college. At 30 bucks a pop, the financial cost is literally driving me up the wall. Not to mention the $10 fee to send my ACT scores to them.. I'm just at a loss for words. I literally have no idea what to do. It's a struggle just to come up with the thirty dollars for one application, what in the world am I going to do about the others? I've been so optimistic up to this point. I have the grades, the credits, and the extracurricular activities to excel in college, but that's not all that they want. They want money. They want rich kids who can afford the expenses. What is a incredibly low-expense family to do? I'm going to do everything that I can just to send in the applications that I need to, but that is going to be near to impossible to accomplish. Why would they make you send in $30 just so you can receive the news that you were not accepted? Surely the stamp isn't embellished with gold and rubies. This society is so not fair, I'm literally at my wits end. I definitely do not want to waste my education or my life doing something I don't want to do. I want to make my family proud, despite all of this chaos. If only I was allowed to have a job beforehand, then I could have had a checking account and a way to pay for this crap. I want my Father to be here.. Here's to my loss of optimism and my journey to failure. I've lost my faith.

                               Would've, could've, should've. 

                                 I'm in so much trouble..

"Give me your pudding-pop and I'll play ball with you."

                           Do you remember elementary school? How children would compete to be each others "best friends"? You would do anything just for them to sit by you at the lunch table, give them your pudding cup just so they would play a game of kickball with you. The little, kid-ish acts of my elementary years were, well, quite embarrassing. I even remember jumping off of the tallest slide just so my "friend" would tell another girl that she was my best friend and not hers. I'm telling you, the competition then was crazy. But, what's even more ridiculous is the fact that I'm having to deal with these said "elementary acts" now. Come on, people. We're nearly adults. We're graduating, moving on to bigger, better things than high school, and, more importantly leaving all of those harsh stereotypes behind. Unfortunately, I have a "best friend." What's even more unfortunate is the fact that she has someone else who she's spending more time with. I really confided in her, told her everything, and, at one time, she gave me pretty sound advice. She was my main squeeze and I wanted to spend every off day with her, just having a relaxing "girl's night." With what she provided me with, I gave back. I tried to give her the best advice, help her out with her ideas on where she was going in life, and even gave her clothing as well as other little gifts. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I enjoyed doing it. I enjoyed having a so-called best friend. Now, things are a little different. She's lied to me, she's given my gifts away, and moved on to someone else as if I never, ever existed. I've realized, though, that none of that matters. It's not hard to move on just as she has. I know that as soon as I graduate, most of the people who I am familiar with in my life now will be long gone. I'll completely forget about every single one in a matter of weeks. Only those who really, truly matter will be there. Those who care will continue to be here for me, at least. I wish those who are so low to pull these "elementary acts" great, lonely lives. You aren't going to get far without people to support you. Good luck being by yourself, I'm no longer going to try to be your "best friend." It isn't worth it. 

                                           Until next rant. :)

Deadline, scholarships, and the college-bound blues.

                      My goal in life is to one day, successfully, become a Doctor. I want nothing more than to help people. I want to have the satisfaction that I helped save a life, or be able to see the smile on the face of a patient who has become well because of my help. I have goals, I have dreams. Some of them may seem far-fetched, but I'm trying my hardest to accomplish them. True, I have no idea where I want to go for college.. but, I still have a definite plan of action for what I want to do. I want to be a Gator, or a Nole. I want to be able to make my family proud. I mean, as the first member of my family to go to college, this means a lot to them and me. I'm so ignorant when it comes to the whole college scenario. I have no idea how to go about getting financial aid, or how to choose what's right for me.. It is somewhat a challenge. All I know is I'm doing everything I can to excel in school. But, anyway. This blog is about the only thing I can talk to at the moment. As funny as it sounds coming from a girl who blogged about "temptation" and giving into the social buzz about blogger, I'm glad I decided to create one of these. It gives me stability and helps me let all of my feelings out when there's no one else to listen to me at the moment. There's no one that I know of that has a set idea of what they are going to do, not even that someone who is important to me.. It's hard to juggle worrying about your own career as well as someone else's.

             Here's to wishing I could focus on the good and not the bad..
                                                       Until next time..