Jan 27 2011: Tragedy Strikes

It has been 3 weeks sense i last posted, and many of you have been wondering if I quit blogging. The answer is yet to be decided. Nonetheless, it has been a very eventful 3 weeks, i started, and will soon finish Drivers Ed. Consider that your warning. I have also left the warm friendly confines of the F.I.L.E. system, and have moved into both english and global studies honors. A note to my friends in F.I.L.E. or Gym, I am sorry that i am leaving your classes, I liked them, however, I was looking for more of a challenge, and i found that in honors. So if you really were my friends , you should be happy for me rather than be hostile. Just saying, take a hint.

My birthday is fast approaching, and if you want to buy me a gift, by all means. With my birthday comes the anniversary or a travesty. The day i flooded my basement. I remember it like it was 51 and a half weeks ago. I woke up and slept in, i had an ortho appointment and did not need to goto school until later. I had breakfast, and leisurely prepared for school. Little did i know, i had left a clogged sink running for 2 days. Packing up my backpack, i remembered I had a paper in the basement, and i stepped on the floor, and my sock was soaked. I had successfully ruined my entire basements carpeting, baseboards, and furniture. I immediately yelled for my mom and understandably, she went ballistic. Shouting, crying, and possibly explicit words were used. I then proceeded to the orthodontist, and then school. It was awful. Every time someone said happy birthday, i felt worse and worse because clearly, this was NOT a happy day. I returned from school, and what was waiting? Not a cake, rather it was a pile of torn of carpeting, parts of walls, and, furniture. Needless to say, the celebrations were put on hold. Months after, i know have refinished basement, and a topic to speak about in front of the entire St. Annes congregation on a sunday profession. Now, it is january 26, and i am more than superstitious. Morel of the story, life sucks sometimes, but put things into perspective, and don't claim you had " the worst birthday ever", because someone somewhere had it worse. Soon i will be making a big announcement so keep reading . Thank you and stay faithful. JESSICA MILLER

@facebook #annoying

One of the things that makes me very mad is when people use Facebook like it is twitter. HASH-TAGS ARE FOR TWITTER.  It is one of those things that just really gets to me, like the brand RVCA, trail-mix, or, as many of you know, white rappers. Something about it just makes me angry and aggressive.  Its like with as many social media sites as there are, know the difference. Facebook is for chat, believing that you have thousands of friends, sharing photos and truth is-es. Twitter is for things not fit for Facebook, constant updates, following celebrities, and voicing an opinion. That's one of the main reasons that I still blog, its a lot like twitter in the fact that I can voice an opinion, however, I am not limited to 144 characters.  To the select few who post things on Facebook with hash-tags, STOP. No one cares, save it for twitter. And of course, there are the cites like Myspace who got wrecked by Facebook, Tumbler no one cares, Foursquare never caught on, and Sound cloud which is just impractical. With that behind me, school started again this week, that sucks. Drivers ED started this week, that sucks. Not that i would like to disrespect Joyce; however, first impressions lead me to believe this will be a long 30 days. And of course finals are soon, and that will suck. I would like to refer you to a tweet to inappropriate for my blog, Brotips #1391. Finally, i would like to attract my attention to you , my readers. I appreciate that you continue to view, i really do. But you guys are unbelievably lazy. i set up a contest, no participation, i get an exclusive song hardly anyone viewed. Wow Wow. In conclusion, i hope your break was merry and gay, I hope finals go well, and cheer on Michigan in the prestigious Sugar Bowl. I would like to shout out Terry and Matt and DYLAN for being my inspiration