The greatest regret of my life

When I was young, Chuck E. Cheese's was the greatest play place of all time.  Going to Chuck E. Cheese's itself was not my regret, but something happened there that has embedded itself in my conscious mind ever since and I constantly berate myself for what I did, and why.

There were few games there that I could manage to defeat easily.  One of those games was called, "Spider Stompin'"

Familiar?

So, as soon as I had been given my coins, I rushed over to this machine to attempt to win as many times as possible.

When I got there, a boy was already playing the game.  I waited.

The little prick was being a jack-ass and kept playing over and over again.

And then the unthinkable happened.

I made the worst mistake of my life.

I still don't know why I gave a coin to his stupid face.  I've had nightmares about it.
I will never get that coin back.

Say something nice on the internet day!

So I was looking at Alex's Guide to a life well-lived, when I saw that she had a picture for today regarding SSNOTID so I decided, "That sounds LOVELY!"

So here we go.
1. You are such lovely people!
2. Your talents amaze and inspire me!
3. Your kindness gives me faith in humanity!
4. The nicer you are to me, the less I want to kill you!
5. The nicer you are to others makes my heart super happy!
6. If you notice that I'm trying to make these sentences keep going!
7. Only to end in an exclamation mark, I applaud you, because until now!
8. I didn't say a damn word about it and it was a lot harder to figure out, taco!
9. I'm sure you are now confused as to why I randomly said taco, but don't worry!
10. It's not really that important, not like you, you guys are super important, so very nice!
11. I wish these were long numbers, it'd be easier to do than randomly switching their order!
12. You just checked didn't you? I know, that's a stupid joke, but I wanted to try it at some point!
13. So I thought, "why not now?" I think I'll add one more so I don't end this on 13, that's really bad luck!
14. Yay, I can end this with confidence now! Why was I doing this again? Oh yeah! You are all beautiful!!!!!!

Happy say something nice on the interweb day! :D

I've met someone

So recently my mom took me with her to a simple doctor appointment.  Afterwards she wanted to go to Long John Silvers.

So we did, even though I don't really care for Long John Silvers.

But that doesn't matter, because long story short, I met a very cute, clever, and gentlemanly fellow working there and he's going to be mine forever whether he knows it or not.

I just have to make sure he never sees this blog post.

P.S. I am working on the picture I promised last post. It is close to completion Star Wars fans. :D

P.S.S.  ....I am no longer with this person... Oh well...

Passive-Aggressivism

I usually have a tendency to be either completely passive, or completely aggressive.  There are those occasions, however, where I feel one way, but wish to display another.

These are the moments I am being my own form of passive-aggressive.

Lately, when I step outside, I begin to feel agitated by the thought of speaking with someone (who is not a very close friend) for an extended length of time. (An extended length of time being about two minutes.)

So recently most of the only passive-aggressivism I have been displaying has been directed towards Neighbor.

Neighbor really does not like passive-aggressiveness.  She called me rude today.
Which I suppose is true, as even my BFF-Forever has claimed that some of the actions I thought were innocent were actually quite rude.

So I suppose that much can be credited to her.

She should, however, remember that I am her neighbor (who has a blog) and there are quite a few things she has done, and allowed to happen, that are also quite rude and I may very well write an angry blog about them if she does not acknowledge that I simply am not a social maniac like she is and therefore care (and know) little about the common etiquette of day-to-day conversation. -smiley face-

(But Jessie! Why not just be openly friendly?! :D)
(Yes! That's actually a wonderful idea! While we're at it, let's send Boba Fett to a picnic in a beautiful field with Han Solo and Chewy and instantly make them BFF's-Forever!)

And that's how you know.

I'm on anti-depressants.  They make me a happy camper and allow everyone to enjoy my clever company.

But when I forget to take my medicine...

My family notices.
I can't tell you how many times Lauren has asked me, "Did you take your medicine?" after I've been acting like the queen of all that is bitchy.  It's embarrassing for me because when I stop to remember whether I had taken my medicine, I am required to admit that I happened to have missed my daily dose.

And then they all laugh at me.  Which is stupid if you think about it.  Take into consideration, if you will, someone who is extremely annoyed by every little thing that happens.
Then ask her if she's taken her meds. (or, hell, ask her if she's on her period)
I can assure you it is the easiest way to piss her off.

So my point is, I forgot to take my medicine today and only noticed how bad it was getting after Lauren said something and my first thought was, "KILL HER WITH FIIIIIIRE!!!!" (Yes, the extra exclamation points are necessary.)

(Don't worry, I'm fine now.)

(Lauren is okay too.)

The holiday of affection

As I have mentioned before, I have no boyfriend, so obviously Valentine's Day is a touchy day for me.  I'm not one of those people who says they hate the holiday because of whatever bull-crap reason, and I'm not one of those people who wants others to be miserable. (If I suggest ruining the day for others, it's a joke, DO NOT TAKE ME SERIOUSLY)

I like Valentine's Day. I think it's a pretty holiday with a wonderful theme that no one really cares about enough.  I wish the love and affection that people show towards one another was not just reserved to one day, I don't mean, "Oh, my guy better buy me a diamond ring every damn day!" What I mean is, "Oh, he called me in the middle of the day to tell me how much he loved me! He's so wonderful!"

Sure I'm lonely and sure I don't like romance but that doesn't mean I can't wish happiness for everyone else.

Anyway, when my mom and I were shopping at Wal-mart today, we looked at the holiday candy aisle.  I asked for some dark chocolate that I can eat by myself tomorrow(for obvious reasons).

She asked me if I wouldn't rather wait until after tomorrow to get candy.

I thought, "Sure! We can get so much candy when it's on sale! However, I require at least 1 bag for tomorrow."

So she, being the wonderful mother she is, allowed me to pick whatever I wanted.  I got a bag of dark and milk chocolate.  Dark chocolate is the bee's knees!

So anywho,


HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!


P.S. If you are as lonely as me this Valentine's Day, I found a list to use to cope with your loneliness this holiday.
http://www.wikihow.com/Cope-With-a-Lonely-Valentine's-Day




P.S.S. Here's a Valentine for you.

The day I saved the world.

Warning: Foul Language Alert

You've been warned.

Remember that one day a year ago around October, when that old dude said the Apocalypse was the very next day?

No one believed him, including me.
However, the night before his proclaimed apocalypse, I received some math homework.  That by itself is nothing unusual, until you start to acknowledge the fact that my math karma fairy is a cruel bitch.

She usually does this; I complete my homework happily (teacher doesn't take it up), I don't do my homework (teacher demands it and gives double points for half of the questions).

So can you blame me for believing that a similar lose-lose situation was about to take place?
I imagined that it would go something like this; Do my homework (world is destroyed thus making my last hours on earth invalid), or Don't do my homework (the world lives to see another day so my teacher can be utterly disappointed in me).

I chose to save the world, even if it meant disappointing my math teacher.

You're all fucking WELCOME.