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Jess is Back!


HEY FRIENDS!

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Its the news that maybe some of you (and I) have been waiting for a LONG TIME!

I’m coming back to blogging! *cue confetti and party music*

I have been on hiatus because I needed time to up my gameΒ on my mental and physical health πŸ˜› Lots of things have occurred!

  • I’m in high school (big change o-o)
  • Ive come out to my family, about being pansexual and gender fluid! They support me.
  • I cut my hair!! I’ve been waiting years to cut it this short. I’m pretty satisfied on how it looks on me.
  • Im on 3-D Design team of my schools robotics club! It’s pretty fun to make friends of all different classes and diverse backgrounds.
  • I’ve had my FIRST BURRITO! Hey hey, yeah I know I’m a Mexican. They taste like fat weird tacos.
  • I’m with my boyfriend Michael. He’s pretty lit, likes origami, has good taste in music.
  • I turned 15!

So what are you going to blog about, Jess?”

Good question. I plan on getting into photography, drawing original comics, maybe some origami here and there. I definitely plan on being more active. I’m going to spend some time cleaning the site up and making it look good.

Comment below! See you guys on the flip side πŸ’ž

 

3:25


And I come back to WordPress.

The memories flood my head, the people, my friends.

The posts, the comments, the rates.

I am surrounded by a community I left.

And I feel shitty about it.

I left my friends and my blog.

And now.

My heart hurts.

The tears make it hard for me to type.

To type :

I’m back.

Updates on my Life…


Okay, I think I’m back for good!
~ I earned a really good scholarship! It pays for highshool. I was picked, alongside 124 other 8th graders, out of 1000 APPLICANTS!!! Gosh! In my interview, I talked about my blog, origami yoda, the OY site, Tom, my crafts, and how I manage to keep up with my quirky and optimistic personality when I’m often met up with bad, bad things. The people who interviewed me were really interested at the time when I met Tom, and even one person said they googled about him and bought all of her grandchildren his books! πŸ˜€
I actually have another meeting today, so wish me luck πŸ™‚

~ Still deciding on what high school I will be going to. I might fly on a plane for the first time (WAH!) to Massachusetts, to look at a snazzy boarding school there. So if any of you readers are in Massachusetts, watch out! I’m coming for yeh XD

~ My Rhett and Link account is boosting up up up! It currently has 348 FOLLOWERS! I earned 48 people in the past 2 weeks! It pretty crazy. It’s weird how I post picture of Link’s foot, and people are actually ENJOYING it. So go follow @links.foot (Me) on Insta! Yes I know this is shameless self promotion, but hey, you’ll be able to chat with me there, and see awesome content ^-^

~ I’ve been having lengthy conversations with “Coconut” for TWO WEEKS! We even stood up with each other til 2 AM in the morning on his birthday. But other days, its only up to 1:45 am πŸ˜‚ I have to say, we’re goals.

~ I’m actually going to be getting a laptop!! And probably a new phone!! I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT LAPTOP IS GOOD SO COMMENT GOOD LAPTOPS BELOW XD

~YouTube channel. Will. Be. Starting. As. Soon. As. I. Get. The. Laptop. Vlogs! Cartoons! Reactions! Q and A’s!

~ Eighth grade graduation is coming up! Aggg! Im so nervous >.<

So many great things are coming in the new year! Squeeee! :)))))

Have a great day guys! Comment your thoughts below πŸ˜€

SuperFolder TalkZone: The Return


Okay, so today Tom posted a teaser, on origamiyoda.com . It said, that the SFTZ may come back. So, my thoughts?
I’m going to be there. I’m anxious for this. But now I’m kinda eerie about new SFs that we make fun of are going to be chatting there, while the hipster SFs that have been folders for three years, are gonna be ridiculed by them. Of course, 12 of the SFs have fun talking to each other on our SFTZ kik chat. But I don’t know what to feel about this…

Field Trips are Slaptastic


I swear, field trips give me bad luck.
Today is a free day in school. Student Council gathers food drive from kids. I’m part of S.C, but they all left me without a partner. I yell out, who do I go with?? Someone says for me to tag with Cesar. I run up to his pace, smile. I hand out the treats for the donators, and walk with him. We talk.
You guys know the game M.A.S.H?
It’s a game on paper that you do with two players. You list out a list of boys/girls, houses, wages, colors, cars, jobs, and number of kids on a paper. Then you get a magic number from the other player (say its 21) and you cross off every 21st choice until you have one choice in each category.
So Cesar was doing my M.A.S.H. After a couple minutes, he started to blush like crazy and put his face in his hands. My friend started laughing and grinning. They wouldn’t want to tell me my “future”.
Cesar: For boys… You got ..
Friend: you got him.
I was like omlllllll deadddd
He was frustrated LOLOLOL. Ima marry him I suppose.
Later on we all jump on the bus. My friend, Gigi, and I are across the aisle from him. We talk about songs, and good stuff. I take pictures.
We go to the field trip (nothing much to say about that) and jump back on the bus.Gigi and I go in the seat in front of him now. We listen to the songs he told me to listen to, and talk. Cesar was singing along, and talking too.
He kept on petting my hair. I wanted him to stop so I turned my body around, and whipped my arm out and attempted to slap him. I didn’t know where my hand would be. I heard a SLAP! I don’t know why, but my hand grasped whatever I slapped until I heard a AGSHWB
I whipped my head around and found a startled, blushed Cesar, and gasped faces.
                   I slapped Cesar’s butt.
Anyways, we got back to the classroom in an awkward fashion at what just happened. I was putting my coat back, until Cesar asked if I stole his lollypop out of his stocking. I said no, but still ran to his paper stocking, and stuffed my hand in there to check. My hand ended up RIPPING his stocking in half, and made all the contents fall out. He yelled my name out and looked so sad. I felt so bad, but he got over it. HERE COMES THE GOOD PART
Cesar: I’ve been thinking… Give me your number. I’ll decide if I’ll use it or not.
Me: …huh?
Cesar: never mind
I replayed of what he said in my mind, and squealed silently. OHSNWJS
Me: alright.
Cesar: don’t put your name by it tho.
Me: alright.
I scribbled my number in a sheet of paper and folded it up in a tiny square. I wait for him in line.
Me: umm.. Cesar? He turns around and hold out his hand. I drop it in his sweaty hand, and he stuffs it in his sweater.
Kid: ohhhh so you and Cesar first grabbing butts, and now sharing-
Me: SHHHHHHHH

Sidewalk Signs Suck


I’m stressed free of school! Finally it is Friday. Yesterday and today was fun. Let’s go back to yesterday, 8:15 AM.

Cesar: Teacher, I’m going to go do the sidewalk sign outside.
Teacher: Okay, take someone along with you.
Friend and I: *raises hands really high*
Me: *I just wanna get outta schooooool*
Cesar: hmmmmm
Teacher: Marisol, would you like to go and do it?
Marisol: nah not really
Teacher: *pretends to look for someone else*
Me: plzzzzz
Marisol: It’s Jessenia’s turn anyways.
Teacher: (sigh) okay je-
Me: *grabs jacket and zayns outta there*
I meet Cesar downstairs.
Cesar: Alright, I take off the letters with the like and you pick them up. No complaints. Let’s go.
We head outside and stare up at the looming sign.
Cesar: Okay pick them up. Hurry up! Go!
I hurriedly pick up the falling letters. We share some laughs and go back inside with the wet letters. He leads me into the empty library.
Cesar: Get some paper towel for the letters.
I run out to the bathroom, and grab a long piece of paper towel. He sure is bossy today.
I sneak up behind him and give him the towel.
Cesar: GET TWO PIECES OF PAPER TOWELS FOR US TO DRY THEM DUMBO
I glare at him, and went to fetch the paper towels.
We sit down next to each other, and started to dry the letters.
Cesar: So, did you guys talk about me yesterday? (He was absent yesterday)
Me: Eh, we just talked about it being really quiet without you. And you-know-who was talking alot.
Cesar: Ah, okay. Did you miss me?
Me: sure. Keep dreaming, Cesar.
Cesar: Let’s make a bet. If I stay nice all day today, you owe me a dollar. If I say one mean thing, I will give you a dollar. Deal?
I slap his hand in agreement and said I can’t wait for my money. While doing that, I dropped a letter and snapped the corner off by accident.
Cesar: Scrub. Oh wait-
Me: hahahahaha you lostttt
Cesar: new round! But we double it. Double or nothing!
Me: Fine. Cheater.
We go back outside to put a new message
up there. He takes the letter from my hand and put it on the suction cup of the stick, and places it up on the board. It takes about 10 seconds for each letter.
Me: how about I stick it on there to save time?
Cesar: oh yeaaaa sure okay try.
We go twice as fast now.
Cesar: I’m surprised by your speed. Great job.
Mexican music starts blasting out of a house. He grins and starts dancing. What I mean by that is that he starts to shake his right leg in circles, while moving his hips. He looks ridiculously funny.
We’re spelling the word “MASS”.  On the board, it so far says
                         
  β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”
6 P OLG CELEBRATION
   ASS THEN DINNER
β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”
I start cracking up. Cesar waits patiently for the ” M” to be out on the stick. I fail at every time I try to put it on due to my laughing. He has a puzzled look, but then looks at the board.
Cesar: I swear, if you’re laughing at the board, I am going to …
I continue laughing, and grin at him. He scowls and puts the letter on himself.
We end up working together for two hours.
We race each other to the stairs and to our next class.
People keep on trying to make him say something mean. He keeps up with the nice attitude.
We pretend to be nice to each other.
Cesar: how about if I stay quiet for the whole social studies period, I get a dollar.
Me: 80Β’.
Him: Fine.
Me: and cut off the mean bet.
Him: alright.
It’s fun to see him get antsy of not talking for 45 minutes. Finally, he blurts out something at a friend. I point my finger in his face and smile.
Me: I WON HA HA HAAAAA
We write each other notes about if he won.
He says that the teacher gave him permission to talk, but I know its a lie.

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Now he owes me 80 cents. Scrub.

Essays, Essays, Essays


I freaking AGH
Let’s start that over..
Soooo, hey WordPressers. I feel stupid coming back with a sorry post every time. But lately, I’ve been learning on how to have a life. AKA not being online all the time, getting more into school, working in which high school I want to go to, and RHETT AND LINK!

So I’ve been spazzing out on applications, essays, and homework. I don’t have a good time schedule for my work time and free time. I’ve been staying up til 2 AM everyday, trying to get work done. I feel so stressed out.

I’m supposed to be working on an application that’s due in two days. Whoops. I have no idea of what an indisputable truth is or a sentence of blah blah blah. The school is freaking $34 K  a year, too. I feel so… So…

ANYWAYS, my birthday is on Saturday! I’m going to have a party. Wish me luck on that. Most people don’t like coming to my parties.
Example.
Me: Hey, heres an invitation to my party!
Person: oh yeah, for sure I’ll go!
Me: aiight! See ya there!
*one week later*
Me: Mom, its time already and none of my friends arrived.
Mom: They’re not gonna come right on time. Give em time.
Me: alrighty. *looks out window and gets hopes up at every car passing*
Me: it’s been an hour. Maybe they’ll still come.
*passes time with ds*
Me: Two hours! Mom, you sure they’re gonna come?
Mom: how about we eat the cake…
-school-
Me: hey, none of you guys were at my party!
Friend: oh um I had dance class
Friend #2: my mom wasn’t home
Friend #3- I forgot
Friend #4- oh
Me: …
-months later-
Friend- hey, I’m having a party! We’re gonna go get pedicures, go to a hotel, go to a trampoline land, to the mall, and more!!
Friends- ohhh yea Ima tell my parents ill go
-at hotel-
Friends: this is funnnn glad I could come woot yay
Me: *stares at everyone while slowly eats cake*
This happens every year. My birthday is just sad. No one likes my lame parties DX
So, wish me luck I guess.

Halloween, Microwaves, and Becoming a YouTuber(?),


I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT WORDPRESS LOL

Hey guys! How are all of you?
*listen intently*
Good job!

So, so. Been a couple, er days.
Halloween! I made a Rhett and Link pumpkin.

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Its the logo. I’m cool.

My costume? I was Chucky! 

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I’m the person choking friend. Muahahha

And I almost got kidnapped. Uh oh.

Long story short, I went trick or treating with two neighbor kids, we ended up going with some random lady and two kids, she took us somewhere random, her husband appeared, we tried to go home but didn’t let us, they started fighting, we ran away.

ANYWAYS, I had a great time.

Cesar is now recommending songs for me to listen to. They are by the Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Strokes (omg they are perfect) and the Arctic Monkeys. I. Love. These. Bands.
He helped me find a taste in music now. Woot!  We are still stuck on one problem tho. Some person in class appears to hate the both of us. We are trying to figure out WHY, but we aren’t really getting anywhere. :/

Oh man, you guys need to see a sketch Rhett and Link made. Its called BFFs. Watch it. Right now. It made me cry. Oh man, I can’t even look at a microwave without getting teary eyed ;-;

Okay, so YouTube. I am going to become a YouTuber. I know I won’t get far, but let’s see how this goes. Like recently, out of no where a friend told me I’m fit to be a YTer. I was like, ahhh. I will. As soon as I get a laptop hahah

So you guys, question.

What is a good name for my YouTube name? All I have is Jess, I Guess. And Awkward Jess.

Something with Jess! Plz help me >.<

See y'all laterrrr

The Life of an Awkward Dorky Person #6


So today we had a field trip.(Not today anymore, I procrastinated to make this post xD) It was at a retreat at a highschool. The teacher specifically said, to not bring devices. Of course, we didn’t listen. I planned to watch Good Mythical Morning on the way there, but it ended up being me taking pictures of everyone slacking. I was sitting next to Marisol, with Cesar across the aisle from us.
We walked into a little chapel, taking seats in pews. I ended up sitting between Alexa (new girl from before) and Cesar.Β  We had to write what we were grateful for on a piece of paper. I wrote down Rhett and Link.
We all did activities, preformed skits, and even had a mass.Β  The priest was so joyful, happy, and excited to talk.
Me: *listening to priest*
Cesar: *inches foot closer to mine*
Me: *starts blushing and inches foot*
Cesar: *puts foot on top of mine*
I’m nervous to jump back, so I just sit there, continuing to listen to the priest talk.
Priest: Now, let us pray.
Everyone grabs one another’s hand. I’m stuck with no one, except Cesar. We glance up at each other, unsure of what to do. He hurriedly stuck out a finger in the air, sighing out loud. I see how it is. I place my shaking finger on top of his. I wish my hands weren’t clammy.
*achem*. We look up at the priest. He stopped the mass, and said to hold hands. Now we’re really embarrassed. I put my sweaty, trembling hand over his, making no eye contact with him. The priest is frowning now, and shakes his head.

After mass, I yell at him.
Me: Why? You put all the attention on us.
Cesar: Yeah yeah, whatever. What are you gonna do about it? *leans closer as an insult thingy*
I leaned in at the same time, trying to threaten him. Until, well, we ended up being nearly centimeters away from each other.
We back up instantly, and look away.
Friend: ohhh I seeeee
Friend: you guys were about to kissssss
Me: No! We were nearly just… Uh… Not kissing. I wasn’t gonna kiss him. I swear.
Cesar: *smirks*
Nun: Who’s talking about kissing in church??
*everyone turns their face toward me*
I can’t help but turn all red, and check out my high tops. Hiding my face.
Priest: You guys were going to kiss! I’m not prepared for holding the marriage!
I walk away, to go get my coat. I can’t handle this much embarrassment.
Nun: She’s in love with him. Can’t you tell?
Minister: Oh yes. *winks at me*
I can’t believe this. I want to laugh and walk away, but I end up running faster with blood rushed cheeks.
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Yesterday, we were measuring hands.
Cesar: You got that question right at that competition. Good job. *hold out hand*
I thought we were still measuring hands, so I just placed my hand on his. I smiled.
Cesar: what?? I wanted a high five xD
FML.

We were called down to help deliver boxes to classrooms. I tried looking at the teacher talk, but Cesar kept on getting in my way and tried leaning against me. When we crossed paths, he would brush against me. I would try to avoid it, but it was useless.
I sat across from him in a class. It was all good, until he placed his foot on my lap. I stabbed him with a pen, and pushed him off. He kept on putting his foot by me, and making noises and gahhhh, I was like helpppp me.

We walked into the classroom together, to get our supplies.
Cesar: Hey, where’s your pouch? *smiles*
Me: heyyyyy *digs into his desk*
We fight over the inside of the desk.
Cesar: fine fine, I’ll give it to you.
*takes hand out of desk*

Why are boys confusing xD
Art coming up soon!

Wrong Words


Today is Monday. The weather is warm enough for shorts, but I decide to wear my pants to school. My baggie polo makes me look big, and my hair isn’t combed right. I look bad.
The first class is Religion. The seventh graders walk in, while all of us eighth graders pile at one table.
“I call sitting next to you, Giselle!” I frantically get my supplies to get to my seat. Right when I arrive, Cesar slides into the chair.
“Too late. I’m sitting here.” He smirks.
“I called it. Move.”
“I sat here first. You move.”
“But I-”
“Can you guys please stop fighting? Just get a chair.” Someone yells at us.
I grunt. I hate when I lose to him.
So I end up sitting next to him, sandwiched between two guys. I stretch out my legs, yawning while I do so. My back hurts from barely getting any sleep from last night.
A foot hits my leg. I turn red.
Pant leg is being pushed up by a foot. I slowly move my legs closer to me, turning more red as I do so. My leg get wrapped around by a set of legs. I panic and try to move, but I’m stuck. I glance up from my notebook, catching his stare. He smiles, and lets go.
For the rest of class, we just stare at each other, laugh, talk.
Skip a couple hours, it’s Math Class.
“Sit by me. We’re on each other’s TM.” He smirks and sits at a table.
I giggle at the SpongeBob reference, and sit behind him. For the whole class period we keep on poking each other, him leaning against me, me doodling things on his papers.
I look down. I smile.
I slide my pen onto his chair, catching glances from friends. They laugh and turn quiet when Cesar looks.
He pushes the pen off, and smiles.
“Put it in his belt loop. I dare you for my bag of chips,” a friend requests.
I’ll do anything for food. I gently slide the pen, getting snickers from classmates. He doesn’t notice. He looks back at me, and starts the leaning back. He leans so far, that he’s practically on top of me. I lean back, trying not to make anything obvious. Until, well, I lean into thin air, making my bottom fall between the seats. I gasp.
He falls against me, crushing my tiny body between two chairs, I can’t get up, he can’t get up. We’re stuck.
The whole class laughs, and gets the teacher’s attention. She starts laughing, and we both get embarrassed. I cover up for him, but it doesn’t work. Everyone is laughing. Our faces are the reddest, making us go back to our original seats.
Lunchtime. He sits in front of me. Footsies under the table. He starts to play with something under the table, which looks wrong.
“Watcha doing there, Cesar?” I laugh.
“Nothing. Why?” Everyone laughs.
“It’s cuz she wants to join in. Right?” Friend  laughs out loud.
” Yeah.” I continue eating.
A handful of laughs comes out, and he says
“You wanna join!”
I thought she meant to join in the conversation, not… You get the idea. My blushing face hides. I get a kick from him.
“Jesus Christ, you have long legs Cesar!!” I scream out. I didn’t realize it was so loud that it made the entire lunchroom quiet.
Laughs again. I need to control my mouth.
I mean, control my thoughts.

It’s enrichment time. It’s only us in the corner again. We gossip about our mutual hater. We don’t know why she hates us. Everyone says to ignore it, but we just want to know WHY she hates us. That leads into a conversation about friendship.
“I hate how people think we’re enemies.” I glance at the wall.
“We’re not.”
” I know.”
“I hate how people always say we like each other…” *turns attention to teacher*
Then we talk about the prettiest people.
“Who do you think the prettiest girl is?”  He looks around.
“Uh… Marisol and Alexa pretty much tie.”
“Marisol is like a sister.”
“Yeah…” *continues back to work*
“…we fight a lot, but we like each other. It’s weird.”
I blush. That sounds exactly like me.
“Really!” I get intrigued.
“Yeah. Marisol is like that.”
I never felt so let down before. I shake my head.
“Am I… Decent?”
“Yeah. Its just well… Your teeth.” He looks away.
“My teeth. Well aside from that, am I still okay looking?”
“Yeah. Weird question, but yeah.”
The conversation leads to me saying to a friend…
” You gotta admit. He’s not bad looking.”
The class turns quiet, and exploded in an outpour of OH I SEES, SHIP, I LIKE IT, REALLYS
“But he’s not!”
More laughs.
I’m so Jess.
Gah.
XD

19,000 Views! Announcement!


Hey, guys! I know I haven’t been posting. To be honest, I’ve been getting tired with WordPress. So I haven’t been posting. I haven’t been getting a thousand views a month *nudge nudge* but it’s progressing. As long as you enjoy the content, and give feedback! (:
So here’s what I’m going to announce.
Vlogging. Much like blogging. With a V. Vlogging.
Vloggity vlog vlog.
I think I can get into the YouTube community well. My personality is just like other YouTubers.
So, I’m taking on to Vlogging.
As soon as I get a laptop. Which is soon, because my birthday is coming up in less than two months (((:
Would you guys help me rise to fame? View my videos?
Comment below!!

I’ll Be Busy


I haven’t posted any art because of school. I’m entering as many scholarships as I can to get into a nice school, plus student council. I’ll show a poster in a bit. And I need to go to a HS fair tomorrow and shadow days and aeghh. So busy.

Wish me luck for talking at all these events! *sigh*

Friends.


So today is Monday.
We have a substitute teacher, so unusually it’s quiet. The day goes by fast, getting in little fights with Coconut though. One day we’ll be all friends, the other day we’ll be enemies.

Sub: The teacher says that you can move to a different spot during Enrichment time.
Everyone: *scrambles for seat next to their bestie*
Me: * does derp face and looks around*
Coconut resumes his work like nothing happened. I realize that I’m stuck here. By Coconut. Alone. In the corner of room.
Coconut: You can move, you know. You don’t need to sit by me.
Me: I’m good.
Coconut: *shrugs*
We both pretend to work. I’m trying to work up something to say, while he’s staring into space. I utter up his name, and he looks up. I have no idea what to say, so I ask the randomest question.
*Spaces mean personal
Me: Do you have a best friend?
Coconut: Um.. I don’t believe in best friends.
Me: Oh, because every friendship dies, right?
Coconut: Basically.
Me: Do you have any… friends?
Coconut: No, not really. No one has the same interests as me.
Me: To make a friend, you don’t NEED to have a lot in common. Maybe some.
Coconut: I suppose, yeah.
Me: Don’t you have _____?
Coconut: We weren’t really friends. Sure, he was nice to me, but we barely knew each other.
Me: oh…
Coconut: I go to baseball and stuff, and there are guys there. We talk and have a good time. But, they aren’t the same as me. All they care about are shoes and girls. I’m not like them. They’ll talk and laugh. And sometimes I just stay quiet, listening but feeling… I’m weird.
Me: No you’re not! It’s awesome how you’re different from them. They’re probably fakes too.
Coconut: Yeah, like _____. *we talk about that guy*
It’s funny how the old ladies at church love me. They’re my friends.
Me: You need someone close in age with you.
Coconut: I have you!
Me: haha. But seriously. Sometimes I want to tell someone everything, but .. I feel alone? Even thought I’m not?
Coconut: I’m your best friend.
Me: πŸ™‚ okay, but …
Coconut: I know, I know. I have friends but… Never mind.
Me: No no, tell me.
Coconut: *sigh* They live in Indiana doe. We aren’t really friends, but we know each other.
Me: So acquaintances.
Coconut: Sure. But like..  Do you ever get this feeling *fidgets with pen*, that you’re friends with someone, but not exactly, but you want to be friends, but you aren’t sure if they like you back, so you just wait for something to happen? *looks up into eyes*
Me: I know the exact feeling. *gives sorry-smile*

Sub- everyone be quiet.
Coconut and I lean closer, to continue conversation.
Me: It’s hard to make friends here. There are freaking only 11 of us.
Coconut:I know right, can’t wait til highschool.
Coconut: You know who’s annoying?  _____
Me: Yeah… I know. I leave it alone though. Just let _____ be.
Coconut: Yeah but they talk weird and…
Me: I’m forced into it. When I try to act mature, it’s not the Jessenia they are used to. They expect immature me. And that’s not me.
Coconut: I see.
Me: And when I do act myself, I want to be with people like me. You and ______ for example. 
Coconut: *gestures me to be quiet BC sub is trying to catch in conversation*
Sub walks away.
Coconut: I think it’s so weird for schools to be not coed, you know? I want to go to _______ school, but ________ school is cheaper… And I know people. But there will be a ton of _____ guys and no… I mean, it’s fine, but I’d rather be with a more variety of people.
Me: I can’t stand it either. I couldn’t last an entire 4 years with girls. I need opposite gender people, to make things..
Coconut: Fun.
Me: Exactly.
There’s an awkward silence.
Me: You’re a good person to talk to.
Coconut: *continues working and turns red*
And that’s that. There was wayyyy more, that conversation lasted about an hour. I forgot some parts.

Today was incredible. We bonded. πŸ™‚
                                                         – Happy Jess

Agar.io ~ Baggie vs. Me


Heyo guys. We’re gonna be playing-
Ugh. I forgot to say my name.
*take two*
Heyo guys, this is Jess here. And we’re gonna be playing Agar.io mobile. Like, on here.
Yeah. *peace sign*
((I say Yeah, um, yep, like a lot when I’m playing, so its a shortened version. And k actually took a video of me playing, so this is real footage.))
Okay so, I’m going as Linkypoo. And I’m going against Baggie, and yeah I should be starting right now. Yeesh
So I’m blue. Kinda laggy. Okay so- O NO NO NO NOOOOO SOME GUY WITH A BASKETBALL AND HOOP ATE ME
Nope can’t do this can’t do this. You can’t even see myself and I’m number 1. This is sad-
BRUH just got me. Exactly how I feel right now…
Now I’m green. That’s good. I like green.
Texas. No one cares about you Texas. ..ARE SHOES FROM TEXAS STUPID

SpongeBob quote. Noooooooo gosh I’m bad. So many people no no no weaten…
Someone isn’t even moving. Ah- STUPID FACE PUNCH GUY sigh
Currently I’m number 88. Yeaaah.  Don’t even know what high score was. Ooh, Harry. Hello Harry… Styles. Hairy person.
Ugh pink now. Not the best… I hate pink.
Aaghhhhh YOLO GOT ME WHAT
I’m number 1. This is super laggy, I can’t move right. My score is – this is sad. Not moving right. Oh no guy is coming at – oh ssssssssshhhhhhHAIWBSISBWKALA ugh
Some evil guy ate me. Ima go as… Rhett and Link… I’m purple. Purple is decent. Wasaj just ate me. What. Idk what that is. Oh shhhhisgwhaia I can’t move right what is this place oh no oh god  NYEHHHH  oh oh oh my god oh my god oh my gossssshhh…
I don’t even use the super powers or whatnot, I haven’t got to being big yet xD
Ooohhhh oh no ahhhh movee down link .
Bruh.
I’m really bad at thiiii- ah man.
Omg omg omg no I can’t move. My score is “16”… I think cuz I wasted my data. Oohhhhhh ugh. 8ch ate me.
I’m lame I can’t be a gamer xDD This post looks stupid augh
So maybe I should go as the awkward jess. Nahm just Jess. Gosh I’m lame. EA is – … I got eaten

My colour is blu- ahhhahahhgghhhhh nooooo
Ooh, someone has a kissy face emoji.
Okay I gtg. I’m in troublefast forward ehhhh
I got 44 as my high score in the charts. In lame.
I can’t do this again, this post looks horrible ;-; I’m ashamedddokay bye eh

Friends?


Wednesday. My favourite day of the week πŸ˜€
Also picture day. darn. I forgot to take a picture. Today was suuuuuperrrrr lovey dove y at school. Um. Yeah.
Coconut and I get yelled at for playing swords with our pens. We blush and stop.

So we’re down for pictures. I’m in front of Coconut, since our last names are close in letters. We’re combing our hair, with little combs they give you. We fight over/share a handheld mirror and talk. I help him brush his “mustache”Β  and he keeps on saying he’s hot. As in cute.

Coconut: I’m hotter than you.
Me: You wish. My hair is better than yours.
Coconut: I’m taller than you.
Me: I’m better than you.
Cesar: I lov-
Teacher: That’s enough Cesar and Jessenia…
*stare at each other*
Me: I don’t know how to smile arghhh
Coconut: Your mom doesn’t know how to smile.
Me: Your face doesn’t know how to shut the-
Teacher: Cesar and Jessenia made you all lose 10 points. Thank you.
Me and Cesar: *shrug*
Class: awwww man cmon you guys
Cesar: *whispers* you’re hot
Me: oh!
Coconut: I love you
Me: *mouths colourful* (that looks like i love you)
Coconut: thanks babe
Me: oh hahahahhahah (turns away)
Back upstairs in our classroom.
Me: *sticks feet out to Coconut’s desk and hits his foot*
Coconut: *immediately puts his feet on top of mine*
*plays footsies for a while, (he making inappropriate sounds) and get tired*
We both just have our feet touching throughout class.
Science class. As soon as we sit down, I kick my feet back and find his feet. Then we repeat, plays footsies for a good five mins, and just rest our feet on top of each other for rest of period.
When either one of us are talking out loud, he really gets into it.
Sometimes we take a break, and continue our work. I’ll go back after some time, and just rest my foot on his. He doesn’t push back or refuse, just let it happen.
We’re weird xD
Back to homeroom. We chat good, and he makes me a drawing.

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At our locker, I knew that he was standing over me while I was getting my stuff. I turn around real fast, and there he is. Looming over me. I stagger back into the locker, finding me stuck between the door and him. He’s smiling, I’m smiling.

While heading out the door, I tell him that he’s not a bad person. I meant it as that I see the real him, but I worded it wrong xD
He said thanks. All is well.

P.S- @Baggie, I just saw your comment about liking millions of people xD. WordPress didn’t notify me of it. My reply: yah, I like coconut and the online dudes that I meet are chill πŸ˜›
Ohhh, and the guy that drops me off after school. He wears a beanie. He likes heavy metal music. I like his hair.

Truth and Trust ft. Coconut


Heeeyyy, friends. I got the WiFi back on, so more binge watching of Rhett and Link! More talking to you guys! More happiness!

If you know me, or know know me, you know about Coconut. You know,my *achem* crush, enemy, classmate.

Today was a day I won’t forget.

A few days ago,my teacher brought up “dada art”. You take multiple pictures and make one big image. Google it. Anyways, we started making that, cutting out different pictures from magazines, thinking of ideas. Some people tried making the pope breakdance, Donald Trump be a basketball in a NBA game, make everyone seem ‘beautiful”, whatever. I was making my art of me.

I don’t know what my exact um,Β me,Β person,Β soul, seeeeeexxxxxuaaality *cough cough matpat little pineapple what* is. Um. I do like um guys, but like, I question. Straight but questionable, as you can say. Thanks Matt for helping with that.

SO, I’m really strong with the whole “everyone is equal yah yah yah corn everyone is da same” stuff. I see a drawing of a girl with one side long hair, other short. There goes my scissors, cutting it out, making one side, other really happy. “What’s wrong?’ quote crosses the girl’s eyes. Rainbow in background. Fists for hands. Body is a suit.

I saw this quote in a newspaper, “What did God do wrong?” Cut it out, posted it on top.

There goes my life.

I feel mad, posting these pictures around the head. What am Β doing?? I paste a pic of Pusheen the Cat typing on the computer. Is this me?

I go back to my desk, satisfied. I glance up, finding Cesar looking at me, then looks at my art. He studies it, and says

******* quotation marks means he’s speaking******

“I don’t get it. Explain.”

Big accomplishment, I confuse the smartest kid in the school!

Um… it’s me? We stare into each other eyes.

“Don’t worry.”

We both get it. :))

Monday, today I mean, I pray to God that it’ll be a good day. Especially that Coconut seemed reluctant to give me peace in church.

Morning time, we’re nice to each other. He keeps on playing with my hair, blowing on it, curling it, weird stuff. We talk, make a new inside joke, be all cool. We sing in harmony of SpongeBob songs, tease each other.

Afternoon time, we have to finish the dada art. Oh no. Not ready to finish it, I hate it, I want to hide. Cesar is often alone during art time. People really don’t group with him. SinceI sit across from him, I might as well keep him company. Friends ask if I want to join them, I refuse. Not to be mean, but the guy needs to share laughs.

So we’re sitting there, cutting out pictures. His is about how the church isn’t united as it used to be. We help each other find images, talk. He does often comment how much I’m blushing, which I AM NOT, so that makes me actually blush, It makes him laugh how he has the power to make me blush all the time. I feewwwl like he is a friewnd.

We start to discuss our art. I study his. He gets genuinely interested in my thoughts, then starts describing how each picture is his emotions about everything. AMazing.

“Can you help open my glue? My hands are sweaty.”

Ohhh, your hands are sweaty. I see.

” No, no, no, no, I didn’t mean that. C’mon Jessen-

*places glue cap in one hand, glue bottle in his other*

“Thankssss.”

Then we glance at mine. Now Pusheen the Cat has a gender icon thing on his screen, a rainbow elephant, ‘what am I’ in caps. I get hot.

“So um, what does yours mean?’

UHhhhh it’s about, um… me…like…

“Like what? Lemme see.”

*studies art again and does his signature thinking face*

We stare in each others eyes again. I don’t know what to say.

Classmate: what is yours about Jesseniaa?

Me: Oh, um, it’s about equality, like how it’s wrong to like someone that is the same um, gender as um, you, yeah…

I feel his stare trying to make eye contact again.

Classmate: that’s cool.

Cesar: ah, I knew it. So that makes you, that?

Well, like, I don’t know who I am. See? *points at quote*

” I see. What do the shoes mean?”

Oh. That means how it is to be in-

“Someone elses shoes. I get it. Is that you? *points at girl’s face*

Uhhh no? I think.

“That. * points at computer screen with cat* That’s you talking to Matt.”

Pretty much.

“hiding online” Β quote is captioning that pic, btw

“Wow. This is deep. So, like, you have guy parts?”

No.

“You’re gonna get surgery?” *smirks*

Wtf no.

“Are you gay or what?”

I don’t know. I’m confused.

“So you’re in the middle.”

Yep, you got it.

—-The teacher sneaks up behind me and studies art——

Teacher: Wow. This is deep. Really impressive. WOw.

*please please don’t ask questions please*

Teacher: So you’re an Atheist???

*class shuts up and listens*

Me:nonononononoonononono ima Christian Yep.

Teacher: well it seems like it. Sorry. I embarressed you.You’re all red.

Me: I blush alot. *snort from cesar*

Teacher: Well, okay. Good job. *walks away*

“Stop blushing.”

Okay. Anyways.

We talk more seriousness. I can’t remember everything.

“So are you BISEXUAL”

Shut up, I don’t talk about it like that.

“Why not?”

It’s too quiet. I don’t want everyone to know.

“Does your mom know?

No.

“Why did you tell me of all people?”

I ponder this for a minute.

I really don’t know. I told you because you… underst- liste- you get it.

*he shuffles in his seat*

” Does anyone else know? Not like I care.”

Um…… Giselle. Yep.

“OHHHH I see. Okay.”

*stares again*

“Okay, okay. So what are you?”

Confused. I think I am but… I’m in the middle of process.

“You’re in a circle.”

Sure.

“If we had a trait thing for this, you would win.”

Oh. Wait, what?

“You know, you can pass for a guy. If you were one.”

*takes off beanie* Staring thing again.

“Decreases the standards.”

“Wow. That.. hurt my feelings.

Stares again.

“Oh. Okay. You’re weird.”

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Longest post ever. A legit post. 1000 words!!!

So I feel like we kinda sorta bonded. Today was good. I’ll show the art when it gets graded.

Comment thoughts below! Love y’alll xD

-Confused Jess

First Day of Eighth Grade :O


After having no sleep, I arrive at school. I awkwardly walk to my class. I see a new girl.

YOUR HAIR everyone is saying. It’s so poooofy. Cesar glances at me.

I walk inside. Desks are put into tables. I slowly walk around the classroom looking for mine. Found it. I look to see who’s desks are by me, and I see. I see Cesar glaring at me.

Every freaking year we’re seated by each other. Β We groan and sit, and give mean looks at each other. At least the new girl is a seat away from me.

My friends tease me; pointing, smiling, all that.

We talk as a class and stuff. I play it cool around him.

Teacher: I will not pair you up with anyone you DO NOT LIKE AND THINK THEY ARE ANNOYING THAT YOU JUST WANNA SLAP THEM.

Class: *immediately turns and looks at me and cesar*

Me and Cesar: *death stare everyone and get red*

We’re on the same team for a quiz. He tries stealing my pen and pretends that he isn’t.

I try ignoring him but ughh I blush too much.

The teacher asks who’s the artistic person in the class. “‘JESSSSSSSSEEEEEENNNNNIIIIAAAAA”, the class says in unison. Well, Cesar groans my name and kicks me under the desk.

The teacher wants some poster to be drawn. I take Gigi, my beeessst friend xD, to another classroom so we can work on it. We draw for about two hours while our class just goes to church without us. We laugh over our mistakes and have a good time.

Lunch time. I talk with the new girl. She’s seen me before at volleyball.

Me: you know that kid by us? I describe him.

Her:You like him don’t you.

Me: um uymumumumum noooooo okay yep sure yes I do. If you see me acting weird and blushy, it’s cuz of him.

Her: aha okay

After lunch we go upstairs back to the classroom.

Cesar: *stares at me* *looks away* i hate you

Me: uhm okay

Cesar: I WASN”T TALKING TO YOU UGH STOP BEING SO AWKWARD

Me: I can’t help it. It’s just me.

Cesar: Whatever. Stop blushing.

Me: *turns away and tries not to blush*

Cesar: she’s so weird right * asks newgirl*

Newgirl: *stares at him and grins*

We go to the lockers to put supplies away. Yayyyyy. I share with Cesar.Β Again.

Cesar: *takes up room and doesn’t let me get though* Β I take both shelves.

Me: *pushes him* noooope

New Girl: i see

Gigi: why so early guys, it’s barely the first day. You always fight.

Afterwards, Β New Girl catches me and Cesar staring. She pokes me and teases.

Such a day, eh guys Dx

Can’t Sleep.


It did not start out well.

My mom scolds me to get off the computer. I was devastated. I was in the middle of live streaming with MatPat. D:

I climb into bed. Comfy, warm, excited. I can’t believe that tomorrow is school! Ekk! I play some Subway Surfers while listening to Rhett and Link. I get bored after about 20 minutes, so I watch some podcasts, you guessed, of Rhett and Link. At 11 ,Β Β I put away my iPad and laid down.

An hour passed. I can’t fall asleep. I just am not tired. Half an hour more.

12:30 already. Me laying in the dark, trying to sleep. I feel very hot (I’m sick) so I go in my mom’s room. Call me names, but I like sleeping in there. It’s comfy.

I climb over my dog. She takes over half of the queen sized bed! I end up against the wall on the bed. Another two hours of me trying to sleep. 3:30 A.M. I’m praying to just get a good nights sleep.

5 A.M.Β StillΒ no sleep. I walk over to my room. Staring at the clock. 6:30 A.M. 6:45.

I hear Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up” blasting from my mom’s room, cuz it’s my alarm sound Β xDDD

I get ready for school.

no sleep. >-<

The Life of an Awkward Dorky Jess #5


Changing the name now. Sounds better to meeee.

A couple of days ago, I was invited to go to a party with my family. A surprise birthday party at some fancy banquet. I’m forced into some dress and some sandals. Nail polish too (ugh). My mom and sister look really nice, while I’m in some dress and my straightened-already-straightened hair. Both are really excited to go.

I dread parties. All I do at parties, no matter what type of party or who it’s for, is eat the food, sit, and just look around. Repeat. I really suck at socializing at big occasions.

We get to the banquet, and find our tables. My sister goes to a different table with her boyfriend, me sticking to my mom. We sit, and … just sit.

We get served soup. I eat the whole bread loaf.

Salad. Plate clean.

Dinner comes, and it’s chicken, fancy mashed potatoes, veggies,, gravy. I eat all of it. All the people at the table have leftovers and I’m just eating more bread.

Ice Cream and Cake. I eat all of it, and my mom’s too while watching my sister perform for the party.

A huge mariachi comes and starts playing a number of mexican songs. People are dancing, having a good time. My mom wants to dance but has no partner, so she keeps on asking me to be her partner to dance. I refuse. I would dance, if I knew HOW to dance. I can’t move my hips, twist, dance batchata. Nothing.

A couple of hours pass. A close friend keeps on telling a group of guys my age to dance with me, and they run away to avoid the question. Nyeh…

Few minutes pass, and my mom literally drags me to the dance floor. She dances all nice, while I’m staring at the floor waddling in place. She tries making me dance, but I know I’ll make a fool of myself. Heck, I already am making a fool of myself. I feel horrible. I try walking back to my seat but she grabs on tight. Tears are coming out my eyes. People are staring. I’m stupid.

We finally walk back to our seats. Tears are streaming down my face now. Some people get upset and just glare. Even the guy that this whole party is for tries making conversation. I just want to be home.

When we DO get home, I feel so ashamed of myself, not being asked to dance, can’t dance, eating too much.

So I cry to sleep, wishing this all never happened.

Ideaaaaaa??


School is starting pretty soon, and I want to do a little project before the year comes.

I think I’m pretty decent at drawing(?), so the idea of drawing each of my, hrmm, followers/friends onto a little banner. I don’t know how everyone looks doe, so I dunno how that would work out…

But yeah, if you would want to do this with me, then we can work something out πŸ˜€

Cat School Supplies


Heyo guys, Jess here. I’m back. To- to wriiiiiite a post. Yerp.
Recently I went to school for orientation. School is nearly in a week! Lord jesus! I decorated my plain old spirals into CATS IN SPACE ONES!

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I worked hard on those. Cool right :3
And most school supplies don’t have cats or galaxy stuff. So I got the basic colours of a galaxy, purple, blue, pink, black. Plus my bookbag is Cat is Space themed.

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Comment your thoughts πŸ™‚ see you guys laterrrrr

If You at Least Care then Read This Post


Hi guys. Um..
I’m Jess. Of course. Jessenia that’s been here for over a year. Jessenia that has been the jolly, happy, girl that cheered everything up. I think.
I like posting posts. It’s fun, a whole different universe to post your art and such. I have fun. I don’t know if you guys enjoy my posts though…
My old friends, real friends, have been drifting away here on WordPress. Comment on each others blogs, have fun…
But recently, I feel… alone.
Those people have left and I just feel like I’m doing nothing for posting. I just see people scrolling, and just liking every post without actually reading it. I hate that.
It’s like we older WordPressers are leaving and new ones are coming in and doing stuff like gaming and chicken and all that. I’m not… a part of all that so I’m like the only person who… who posts these kind of long posts. And it hurts.
So I don’t know if I should leave… I don’t know if my posts are read worthy or anything. They are just there.
Comment your thoughts. Thanks.

18,000 VIEWERS, MY ART SPACE, AND BEANIES


Crazy! Thanks so much guys πŸ˜€
Seems like no one really missed my posts … :/
But I guess. Here’s a pic of where I do ALL of my artwork. I also love doing it on the floor, but what is the use of a picture of my floor lol

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(Currently working on Rhett and Link logo drawing…)
Also into beanies now. I would post me in a beanie, if this post gets some notifications for meh lele
Okay. Thank YOU for reading this, and being you.

Math Camp @IMSA


Hey People!I don’t know if you realized that I haven’t posted in a week, but that is true. I left for a Math Camp, which I had to stay there for a week. I learned many things.

1. The first person you meet won’t be your best-est friend.

2. Be careful what you post on Instagram.

3. What graph theory is.

4. Your weirdness can scare people off.

5. Cornfields.

I ended up being stuck in a girly girl clique, being dragged into it and all. no one there was my type of person. Most of them prissy, gossipy, boy obsessed girls.

No wifi either… so I was stuck.

Anyways.

I went to Mythicon with my friend. expecting tons of people.

We saw no Mythical Beasts… so we ended up shopping at Target and Claires.

I got a new catshirt (Firk ;3)

And that’s it….

Bye, dorks.

Eat a pickle.

Robotics Camp Day 5


Are you guys even reading these? I know they’re long, but ya know…
It’s the last day ;_;
Morning, Mom drops me off in front of camp. I’m praying over and over for Trevor. Really nervous.
The same kid that called me immature yesterday walks by and walks in the building with me. He asks about Trevor and stuff. I walk in, and I see Diane, a friend. We got closer in bondage because of the building of our robot, Bobby JR. We watch some Hetalia together.
Lalala, we build more on the bot, now it’s snack.
Edi is in front of me, so I think today will be a good day.
Me- I am in the right line! Woot!
Edi- Haha :mrgreen:
I get my oranges and a muffin. I ask to visit Trevor, and I quietly walk to the room. I look for Edi, and he looks busy with programming a game with a student. Me, being me, ask to see Trevor.
Edi- Uhhhh nooo.. :\
Me- Oh. Okay.
I was really looking forward to seeing him. I felt very rejected. I was mad at Edi just because.

I tried avoiding him because I got embarrassed in front of those kids. At lunch I avoided walking near his table. For recess, I stood in the work on my bot, Bobby JR. During recess, while I was on a chair looking for a colour sensor in the bin, Edi walks in and looks at me standing on the chair. I feel like I’m caught doing something bad, plus I’m smad. But he says a slow hi, so I say hi back and hide my face behind the bins. He goes out the class door into the outside. Well that was awkward.
After a while, we clean up stray Lego pieces. My favourite. I love sorting things. Then there’s the tournament. Sumo Bots! I can’t really explain what happens. So, I’ll maybe upload the video onto YouTube?
Anyways, we won. Diane and I. We. Us. WE WON THE CLASS SUMO BOT TOURNAMENT WE ARE SO COOL πŸ™‚
I took pics, but they have faces, so….
But then.
Please note this.
There is a boy in my class, and everyone makes fun of him being feminine. He dances to songs that are playing, even dubstep music, likes to pretend he is a girl, he even picked out FAIRY WINGS as a prize from a game we had at camp, so…
We all come together to fill out a survey. Typical questions, like your name, gender, class name, most fun things about the session, suggestions.
But, (lets call him Bill) starts shaking. Literally shaking hard in his stool. We all panic and ask what is wrong.
Bill- They are asking for my gender. This is discrimination.
He gets in a verbal fight with the teacher about having an “other” check box.
Me- Do you really have to make a commotion about this? Just check something or make your own box.
Bill- YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND. *starts banging head with hand*
We are all just sitting there. Some of the guys put an other box too. I don’t know if it’s just to make fun of, or to support. I quietly check off girl on my paper, while he’s scribbling all over the gender question on the survey, and sobbing.
That changed me.
Just to add other details, he even called his bot “Butterfly”, and his partner made fun of him in front of the crowd saying how “manly” it was. My presentation was alright, and pretty fun to brag about winning.
If you may want to know, Edi gave me a smile across the room when he was standing up there , while I was smiling and listening. I was like wut HE DOESN’T HATE ME
After presentations, we take apart our robots. We record it, so we can rewind it and make it look like we know how to build a robot πŸ™‚ I accidently dropped a piece, and felt stupid.
Teacher- That’ll look like you’re ,making the piece hovering from the ground now..
Me and the SuperFolder Kid- LIKE THE FORCE?!
I immediately start dropping pieces to make me use the force πŸ˜€
I say bye, give high fives.
I persuade my Mom to go into the Digital Game Design room. She meets Edi, and I stroll to Trevor. They talk about my obsession, and Edi apologizes for not giving the chance to take him home. I immediately want to give him a hug, but felt weird about approaching him like that, even that we had a bond.
We high five, and I walk slowly to the door.

“Bye Edi!! Bye, guys'”
They all say bye.
Oh lord. Ima miss them. 😦
But I do have Edi’s phone number (don’t ask xD)

Robotics Camp Day 4


Info, this is the 201st blog post on this site! Thanks for reading them πŸ™‚
Yesterday was not all that interesting for a post.

Snack time for the morning. I get behind some kid to get myself a handful of sliced apples and Sunflower Seed-Butter (kinda like peanut butter?) on some crackers. The kid screeches “YOU’RE CUTTING THE LINE EXCUSE YOU”. I said, this is the line, but I see that I completely cut a long line of 20 people, after looking up. I blush and go to the end. Edi and my friend Diane shake their heads at me.
“I can’t believe that you just cut the line.” Edi sarcastically comments.
“Sorrrrreeyyyyy.”
Then there’s an awkward silence. So I ask about Trevor (the cactus).
“How’s Trevor?”
Edi- “Oh, he died. He’s very sad.”
Me- What?! He died? What happened? Is that why your eyes are watery?”
Edi- “Oh, well he’s dying of sadness. You haven’t visited him, so.”
Me- “Oh shoot. Can I visit? Right now?”
Edi- “Sure. *grin* ”
While we’re making our cracker sandwiches, I ask him if he thought Trevor was a code name for something.
“No, why?”
Relief in my head, but I feel like he thinks differently.
“Because some kids thought it was, and they said that they told you.. Which it isn’t. Trevor is just a cactus.”
“Oh. Well. Okay.”
We walk to his classroom, and I skip to Trevor. I hold him and pet him. I realize that I got two cactus spikes stuck in my finger. I tell Edi about it, and he wants me to go to the nurse, but I refuse because how the heck do you explain how you got cactus spikes in you at camp?! XD
Then we’re all just chilling, we talk about hippos, our ages, cacti.
One kid asks if Edi is still bringing the cookies tomorrow, and Edi glares at him and says “thanks for being a snitch”.
I gasp and demand for a cookie tomorrow.
Here comes the cool part.
Me- “I really want Trevor.”
Edi- “Why?”
Kid- “Wait, you like him?”
Me- “Yep. As in like like him.
Kid- :O
Edi- “Did you just say like like him haha”
Kid- “No offence, but you are immature.”
Me- “hahah I know.”
Edi- “But what if being in love with a cactus is a sign of maturity? Being in love and all.”
Kid- “Oh no…”
Edi- “But hey, maybe the lady that owns Trevor will do a deal with you. I dunno.”
Me- “Wait, what?! So if I bring in a plant, a cool plant, I can maybe keep Trevor?!”
Edi- “Sure. I’ll ask her when I see her.”
Let’s go to recess, cuz lunch was all about eating and I didn’t talk alot.
I wait for Edi to come out so he can organize a game of Ultimate Frisbee. No one really wanted to play, so us and another kid started playing some soccer. I am so horrible at it. I missed the goal every time unless there wasn’t a goalie. A girl asked if I was good at soccer, and I was in the middle of saying I was very bad, but then Edi cut in and said “She’s so awesome at it!” I was like wut im very horrible wut
I was picking up a soccer ball, and then i felt a “blow” to my behind. It was really hard. I screeched, and turned around and saw Edi with his hands on his smiling face in shock, yelling-asking if I was okay and it was an accident and all that. IT STILL HURTS T.T
Later on, I heard Edi say Oh Sh#! while playing. I yelled, oh oh, I heard that.
He looked really worried and begged me not to tell anyone. I dealed with him for a cookie for tomorrow. Remember that he was bringing cookies?
Anyways, I asked him a couple times to see if he reached the lady that owns Trevor. He kept on saying no, and I got more depressed and depressed. I really hope I can get him, which seems weird. I know I can just buy a cactus, but eh. Trevor is my bae.
The end of the day, I visit Trevor. Then I ask Edi if I should still bring a plant, and he said that I most likely will not get him. So I’m very sad. Pray for me to get Trevor PLEASE!
Me- “Well, you’re still bringing me my cookie, right? For an accidental on purpose purpose?”
Edi- “I don’t know what you’re talking about :P”
URGH TODAY WAS FUN BUT DEPRESSING I NEED TREVOR IM SO CLOSE TO HAVING HIM PRAY FOR MEEE

Message from Brace_Face…


Hello, SFs.
Well, I have obviously left WordPress. You guys might think I am pulling a prank or something, but I’m not. Don’t expect me to return, because I won’t. And don’t ask Jessenia for my contact info, because I will contact you if I actually want to stay in contact with you. I left because I wanted to. Have a good rest of the summer people. And thanks for posting this jess.
– Brace

Robotics Camp Day 2


The morning isn’t interesting, so I’ll skip that.
At lunch, I had my tray in my hands. I didn’t feel like sitting with my class, so I stall the time by putting lots of toppings on my sandwich and getting a glass of lemonade. I see Edi kinda waiting for me, but I don’t wanna seem pitiful, so I look around for a seat. I see friends on their phones, counselors eating. I don’t know where to sit, so I spot a seat across from Edi. He looks up, and I gesture toward the seat on front of him. He nods, grins, and I sit. The counselors seem surprised to see a kid sit next to them, but just a hello. They all exclaimed that I looked tired, and asked me what was wrong. Nothing really, just the fact I have to wake up 3 hours earlier than the program starting hour.  We make conversation, talk about my family and sports and food. Mostly about my sisters, and we just left the subject alone because we wouldn’t refer to each sister with a name, just as “other sister” which was really confusing when every sister was “other sister” xD
When there was an awkward silence, I ate more of my sandwich.
“You eat your sandwich weird.”
I glance up and Edi is gesturing at my sandwich.
“How? This is how I always eat it…”
“You’re holding it like a slice of pizza.”
The director of the camp says “Don’t make fun of her way of eating her sandwich!”
That creates a burst of laughter, including me, mostly because of his accent made it sound like “sahnwheech” lololol xD
I put my sandwich down so I can make a huge deal out of it, which made more laughter.

Afternoon, we made a robot. While waiting for instructions, I saw Edi pass by and wave. Waved back. My friend built it, with special help of me giving him the pieces and fixing problems. The robot’s name is “Charlieeeeee.”

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I made alot of “that’s what she said” jokes when he would yell out perfect things for the joke while getting frustrated at the Lego Robot. You can imagine xD
I saw Trevor too, and lots of kids in Digital Game Design called me weird for petting a cactus. They played my game,according to Edi.
While leaving, everyone said it was cold outside, and I yelled MAN UP! Everyone looked at Edi, who was shivering.
“Especially you, you cat obsessed guy!”
Laughter haha xD
Good day.

Robotics Camp Day 1


So, I’m at camp. We’re making a demo robot so get used to programming. I don’t know what is happening, how to program or anything. My partner is doing all the work, so I’m not learning anything. Smh.
At lunch, I’m walking with my group and all, and they sit at a table. I’m about to sit, but there aren’t any seats. Then a girl pulls up a chair and sits, but there is still no more room. They all glance at me, and start talking. I sadly walk away, plop myself down at then end of a long lunch table, and start eating. I barely eat because of depressment, and just get on my phone and pretend to do something. Soon enough, a new Digital Game Design class and Edi come along and they all sit at my table. None dare to sit near me though, but Edi sits diagonally from me. He instantly asks why I’m not sitting with my group, and I tell him what happened.
“Those jerks”, he said. I smile.
I ask if he is sure that his group was the same age as his old group with me, because they looked young. He sadly shook his head no. I asked if it was harder, and he smiled and said yes.
We found out that his brother works with my sister, and he messages his brother to ask if it is true. I’ll find out tomorrow. We just keep on talking about chill stuff, keeping me company. We laugh a lot. Then it’s time for recess.
“You’re usually so jumpy and excited and energetic and happy! What happened?!”, asked Edi.
“I usually make a new friend on the first day to hang out with, but I didn’t do that today. I failed.”
“You have these guys!” *points at fifth graders*
“But they’re fifth graderssss!”
“Oh, so you think you’re so cool don’t you😛 .”
“Nooooo hahah.”
Then Edi just talks about people that are chill to be friends with me.
“But I’m shy!”
“You are so not shy, Jess.”
*looks at him as if yeah right*
“I can see how your shy, now. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

Which did, I played with some Mythical Beasts, but soon enough I ended up sitting on the bleachers watching kids play soccer.

Starlight Blogger Award…?!


Thanks OY30 for nominating me. That’s nice of ya. Idk what your link to your blog is so ill get that in a bit…

Rules 

  • Thank and link back to the person that nominated you for the award..
  • Answer the questions given to you and give questions in return for your nominees.
  •  Nominate 6 (that’s a lot) other bloggers.

That’s a lot to nominate. It’s not even nominating, it’s just having everyone get a chance. :T

Anyways…

Do you have an inspirational quote?

No. I dislike quotes. 

What’s my favorite colour?

Lime green, or mint green.

Why Did I start following OY30?

Cuz he was on my recommended list of who to follow, knew him on OY.

What is my goal in lyfe?

To meet all the role models in the past 13 years of my lyfe. And to meet an online friend, because I see it all over Instagram but people i know irl say no…

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I nominate:

MyrMyr

JediDoodler

DV

Firk

(I can’t think of anyone else….)

Questions:

  1. Why did you choose to start a blog? Be honest.
  2. How’d you find my site?
  3. Cacti or Flowers?

Surgical Techniques Camp Ended!


Hey guys!! I had lots of fun this week. I still prefer Digital Game Design more than this session, but it is okay!
I didn’t get to take a class selfie, but most likely will next week.
I made friends, like Sophie and Iyanna. Then I started dating Trevor the Cactus.

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Your goals.
I wore cat shirts all week, and everyone loved it.
Then there was Lucas. Lucas looks like Matty B ( YouTube him 😂) and is a wanna-be-gangster. I like his face.
Anyways, I was in class watching a gory YouTube video on surgery with the class.
I was kiking with Iyanna, talking about Lucas and Trevor. She likes Lucas, and i kinda like him too. But I was mostly talking about Trevor and all four of us being on a double date and such. She’s in the classroom across from me, smiling and giggling over what we are talking about. When she went to go take a pic of Trevor, Lucas (which sits next to her) tried seeing our messages. Then her class gets out of their room for snack time. Miles (a kid that likes her) is spying on me and teasing me of how we are talking about Lucas. Idk how he managed to read our messages, but whatever…
I’m desperately trying to get out of the classroom, so I ask to use the bathroom. I see Lucas and Miles sitting on a table in the hallway. They both watch me, and talk to me about the ice cream that we are having for snack. I nervously laugh and speed walk, hearing whispers between them. I’m thinking, oh they know, they know, they know. I get out of bathroom, see them again, look for Iyanna, say hi to her, see Lucas, awkwardly running back into my classroom. They watch me.
I want to go back out there again, so I ask Matt ( my councilor’s name, what are the odds) if I can go get some ice cream. He glares at me, and I try several times. He finally says yes, and I skip to the snack room. Now a group of boys are sitting on the table, and all of them say Hiiiiii, Jess.
I just look at them, get out of my gaze and say hello and go in the snack room.
I see Edi ( last weeks counselor) so I take the chance.
Me: Hey Edi! May I go see Trevor?
Edi: Oh hey, Jess. And… who?
Me: You know, Trevor!!
Edi: Oh, you mean Lucas? *smirk*
Me: wh-wh what do you mean? *nervous laugh*
Edi: Oh, Trevor! Fine you can go see him *smirk again*
I hyperventilate when he leaves because Edi thinks that Trevor is Lucas. I get so crazy but I end up taking a girl to the water fountain. I find Iyanna,
I spill.
Me: omg omg omg you won’t believe what happened omg
Her: what?!?
I tell her. We rush to the snack room, receiving “Hi, Jess” from the group of guys. I nervously say Hi, and whispers again. Some boys hit Lucas in the arm.
She tells me that Lucas and Miles read our messages. They think that Trevor is a way to see Lucas in the other room. A codename for Lucas. So when I said that Trevor is my bae, I love Trevor, all that, they thought differently. They even told Edi that Trevor was a sneak in to see Lucas. I’m so speechless. So i hurry and take my ice cream, say bye and thanks and stuffs, get hi’s from the boys, and rush in my room. I’m so shocked cuz Ima be in the same class as Lucas next week… Here comes the drama from the boys :0
Okay you guys probably won’t get this story but it’s so hilarious and omgggg hahahaha anyways yeahhh hahaha