Team PWKTTSKIOTCJT!

Just in case you don't know, the title says,
"Team People Who Know Things They Shouldn't Know In Order To Confuse Jessica Turley!"

This happened to me quite often when I was in High School.  There would be games or meetings or things where everyone was supposedly new to the events but then showed a knowledge that seemed to have appeared from nowhere.

I have no idea how these things happen.  Even on graduation day people seemed to know what was going on before I did.  I'm not saying that I was completely confused during the whole ceremony.  We had practiced enough times for me to know what I was doing. Sort of.

As a fellow student and I walked towards the seats, I was amazed at all the people and the swords that the NJROTC was holding over us.  It was beautiful.

My friends will love this picture because of how accurate the gown looks.

Then I looked next to me and saw the other student did not look as amazed.
I remember thinking about it once and having a fake argument with the guy where I said,
"Well dammit dude!  I don't know how you could have done it, but this is the first graduation I've ever had!"

Aside from that, the other instances of Team PWKTTSKIOTCJT were more like a large group of people who randomly broke into a perfectly performed (seemingly choreographed) dance that they hadn't actually practiced.

And expected me to join in.

Hello again.

I haven't been on here for a while.  Had to see a psychiatrist because my parents were concerned for my mental health.  The "crazy doctor" put me on anti-depressants and they've been working.  I'm a much happier person and I've gotten a job(granted, I'm a house-maid for my parents, but screw you, I'm getting paid), I should be attending college in January, and I have made several attempts to legitimize myself with the Capitol of Panem.

It doesn't seem to work with my laptop though, so I hope I can just claim District 3 and be done with it. XD

Let's see... what else should I mention?...

I dyed my hair two days ago.  I decided I didn't want to have to dye my hair anymore, so I went back to my natural "darkest brown", as it's called on the box.  My hair turned out a little darker than we thought it would, (it looks black) but it's so pretty.

So when my pictures suddenly have black hair, you're informed as to "why".

That's about all for now ya lazy bums. (look who's talking, right? XD)

MERRY CHRISTMAS
HANUKAH
KWANZAA
AND
WHATEVER
ELSE
THERE
IS
THAT
I'M
FORGETTING.

I noticed I have German visitors...

Hello, my German friends!  At first, I was confused.
"How can these people from other countries understand what I've written?"
Then I remembered that I'm allowing the translation thingy.  Of course, the ones of you that are visiting may have actually learned English already, I don't know.
What I do know is that it's cool that you guys are reading my shit.

I am now going to show you why exactly I think it's cool.

Me  -  My brother

were born to

My mom + my father

mom was born to

Grandma + Grandpa

Grandma was born to

Great-Grandad + Great-Grandma

Great-Grandad and Great-Grandma moved to the United States from Germany.

I'm the second generation on my mom's side to have been born in the United States.

And that's why I think my German friends are cool.

If we followed my father's line, we'd end up with a Great-Great-Great-Great Grandmother who was a Cherokee.

Even farther back and I'm related to a whole big bunch of Conquerors.

The best conquerors too.

That makes me a badass. HAHAHAHA

Star Fax Car Fox

Assassin's creed - A thief's hand.

Sorry, I got delayed. I might make two tomorrow to make up for it... Funny how I missed a day after I announced I was making one each day.

Videogame themed comic week

I've decided that this week will be videogame themed comic week.

First was Legend of Zelda, today is Pokemon.

I WONDER WHAT I'M GONNA DO NEXT?!

FRICK YEAH! MYSTERIES!!!

My beautiful Blastoise

Link's Lantern

Thankful

I'm thankful for quite a few things, but the one thing I am MOST thankful for today is my dad, Felix.

There was a wasp in my room a few minutes ago, and like the boss that he is, he smashed it to death.
I was sooooo happy.  He made me forget about the fact that our turkey is gonna be the most delicious turkey ever, because I was so happy to be spared the pain that being stung by a wasp would bring.

I should probably give mad props to our turkey, Houdini.  He is going to make me very happy today.
We named him Houdini because he apparently escaped the Thanksgiving massacre last year, only to be caught this year.  We know this because Houdini is probably the fattest turkey ever.  A true American turkey. (LOL)

I actually made myself kind of sad.

I made a story,
"He survived last year, but THIS is his year to DIIIE!"  That made me start cackling like an idiot for only a few seconds; then it morphed into a sad "aww".

I should also give some mad props to my friend, Kahaley.  She has agreed to assist me in a very important mission.  When the mission is successful, I will reveal it's secrets.

Some more mad props to my Aunt Carla who sent me a Happy Thanksgiving text this morning.  That really brightened my day.

And more props to my mommy, because I love her so.

AND THE MOST MAD PROPS OF ALL TO MY BESTEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD! MELISSA! :D

Yoga

I decided a few days ago that yoga sounded like a pretty neat idea.
Two days ago my mom came home with a yoga mat that she won somehow and decided to give it to me.
I ended up trying to use it last night.  I started watching a yoga video on youtube.  That's where I ran into trouble.

Yoga is really, really difficult.

I had no idea it was going to be so painful.  And I am obviously in horrible shape because that pain was after 4 minutes of me FAILING to imitate the stretching in the video.

Imagine how much pain I'd be in if I accomplished the stretches correctly.
(I was sure I was doing something wrong when she told me to breathe in and I couldn't do it. That was the pre-exercise. I hadn't done any stretches prior to that point.)

I also realized I was in terrible shape when my first thought after my 4 minute exercise was to go downstairs and have 3 hotdogs.

Granted, the last thing I'd eaten that day was some cereal for lunch.

So there.  Yoga is tough, I'm not dead.  Happy thanksgiving.

A children's story. : By Me

This is Jessica.

Jessica likes chocolate.

Sometimes Jessica eats too much.

Then Jessica gets tired.

So she goes to her room to sleep.

Jessica sleeps in a blanket fort.

Jessica's cat tried to jump on top of it a few days ago and it pissed Jessica off, so she threw her cat into the hallway.

But the cat can't understand human words.

So the cat waited until Jessica tried to leave her room.

And then Jessica's cat ran in before Jessica could close the door.

That made Jessica angry again.

When Jessica tried to get the cat out of her room, the cat ran under her bed.

So Jessica walked into her closet and grabbed her sword, Excalibur.

Jessica swung the sword under the bed until the cat got scared and ran out of the room.

Jessica is happy when there are no animals in her room.

Jessica's cat is okay because the sword is dull and cats are fast.

The moral of this story is to not go in Jessica's room uninvited unless you are a cat and are sure that Jessica's sword has not been sharpened all of a sudden.