It's not peer pressure Jessi, it's just your turn.

and now for a very summarized and poorly written review of what Jessi has been up to.

ohhh what grand times I have been having.

lets see. we'll start with Loves Labours Lost.

The show is about to start it's second weekend and we've been receiving very good reviews from those who have seen it (despite it's THREE HOUR run time)

I've been enjoying my roll as Wardrobe Head. Luckily I really kind of like doing laundry and sewing and polishing boots because with a cast of 24 of rather sensitive and mostly hand constructed costumes I'm doing a lot of that every day.
I am seriously considering seeing if Becki will sell me Cara's costume because really, it's the shit.

So between show stuff we had one of the infamous theatre parties named Debacle. This is thrown every year by the Juniors as a fund raiser for Mock Anthonys (OHS people, we had Grovers in response to the Oscars, here it's Mock Anthonys to the Tonys. cute eh?) So this is notoriously a naked party (not literally, but very wild). This year's theme was lingerie, which in my opinion is kind of a lame theme because that is kind of assumed already. Anywhoo, the moral of the story is that my friends and I WON that party.

Jenny and are very proud of those costumes because they were put together SO fast, but they still turned out uber hot. We even bronzed abs onto the boys (ala midsummer for those who remember just how hot Wackerlin looked)
While the party turned out much more "tame" than past ones have been, it was still a fabulous time with lots of mingling and good laughs.

Outside of parties and classes I've just been spending as much time as I can with my closest friends and dearest seniors because our days here are numbered (14 days?) and it'll be sad going from the "freshman train" to being back in good ole O town by myself.

good god time here is FLYING. I cannot believe I am literally days away from finishing my entire freshman year of college.

I'm sure I'll be rambling about that more later when I'm all sentimental and shit.

peace.

ps.
6am is only good to see when you haven't slept yet.

Let the sun shine! Let the sunshine in!! The suuunnn....shine innnn....!!!

beautiful days = one happy Jessi




ps

I went to Crew View of Love Labours Lost tonight. Let me just say that it was Shakespeares most hilarious acid trip ever.

Let the sun shine!! Let the sunshine in!! The suuun....shine in....!!

good weather = happy Jessi

I held my tongue, as she told me son, 'fear is the heart of love', so I never went back...

man, so I slept in UBER late today. I mean, we're talking 2:45 in the afternoon, and I didn't ever drink last night so it's not like I was sleepin off a hangover or anything...I just did not want to get up. Oh well, I kinda wasted half my day, buuuuuut I needed the sleep.

Anywhoo, to makeup for my sloth, I got up, got ready all perkily and started cleaning my room. I currently have THREE loads of laundry running. So I got real hungry around 4 and grabbed some popcorn chicken from the student center and after my regular rounds of perusing blogs, I, in my cheerful, productive mood, decided to read up on some new for once! I go to BBC.com and start reading about the headlining new...and it's all about the violence and political unrest still prevalent in Iraq. One article was about how just a few days ago three suicide bombers snuck into this huge mosque and killed somewhere around 66 people and injured hundreds more.

despite the obvious horribleness of this act, the fact that they are targeting peaceful places of worship where everyday people go in love just kills my heart. And I know that is nothing new, I mean, they have had religious warfare for generations...but still...I live in a happy bubble where my biggest concern is my Biology test Monday, so when I take the time to really look at the world...it's always an extra fresh cut and especially poignant salt that's spread in it.

Bleeeeggghhhh, ok, I need to motivate again, I'll read more later. I think it'll be better if I spread out my reading so as not to get too bummed in one sitting.

So I just switched my laundry into the dryer. I usually wash my clothes at random times and days just because that's when it's easiest for me, but, I needed to get these clothes clean for the start of my busy life again, so I needed them done and out of the way today. Now, in doing my laundry at said obscure times means I really don't ever run into people doing laundry at the same time. But today is Sunday and therefore National Do Your Laundry Day.

I was watching my loads finish in LaundryView.com (best thing ever) and as soon as they ended, I scampered downstairs with my little box of sheets of fabric softener, so I was pretty surprised to find a guy in the laundry room folding his clothes. Yes, it was NOTHING out of the ordinary, but at the same time...odd. for me at least. I had no idea who he was, but he was just unloading his clothes, folding them, and putting them into his hamper...I was just switching my clothes into the dryers...but I dunno...there was something strangely intimate about it. It just kinda made me wonder how everyone else does their laundry. It's funny just how intimate clothes can be. CLOTHES. It's one of those things that does make total sense, but at the same time still seems very silly.

so yeah. that was a huge buildup for a lame thought...but oh well. It was a very different thought for me. I like thinking about all those things we ALL do in life...but each person has their own way of doing them...hrm.

peace out.

I'm pretty sure I've licked a rose before.

Ok, the birds here apparently have no concept of nighttime, because it is 2:53 in the morning and they are CHIRPING!

This isn't a new thing either! the past few weeks I'll be walking home anywhere between 1-3am, and they'll be chirping away!

wtf?

Has Peoria's horrid light pollution broken their internal clock?

all I know is that it's a little creepy and a lot confusing.

- "Didn't you ever wonder where you got your powers?" - "Nope." -

I have a feeling that thing are going to be getting better.

I don't really know why I feel this way...I just do.

EDIT

all right. so I think I have finally pinned down as to why I hate cheerleading.

Since I was in highschool I have harbored this intense fucking hatred towards cheerleading, but I have never been able to quite articulate what it was exactly that I disliked so much; but now I've finally got it.

They strive to be machines.

(now, I would like to say that I do not mean to bash the cheerleaders themselves, I've know a number of them in my day, and usually they are very sweet girls and boys. It's mostly the entity that I dislike)

But to begin with, we have the age old stereotype that all cheerleaders look the same. A cheap shot yes, but really now, more often it's true than not. In action their movements are sharp, angular, and impersonal. They sacrifice passion and intensity for the sake of uniformity. Their 'cheers' are devoid of emotion, concentrating only on being utterly insync with the other team members. (I shant rip on their lifts, because when done well, are, in my opinion, impressive, and I will give them that.)

Now, in any other performance aspect I'd be fine with this. I may not like it, but I doubt I would develop such a crazed opinion about it. But the thing is, they are supposed to cheer their team. Not be cute. Their performance should motivate a crowd to stand and shout, and a team to work run faster and play harder. Most cheerleaders I have seen repeat the same four simple cheers as listlessly as though they were being forced to read Great Expectations.

I'm sorry, but as an crowd member, I don't give two shits about their stupid little rhymes. I want something that I can really get into! I wanna move! Jump up and down and let my team know that I am there for them! They need to HEAR, SEE, and FEEL my presence! When a group of people are REALLY cheering in earnest, there is too much excitement to worry about absolute uniformity. And yes, group cheers can be awesome, but their the best when you're trying to out-do your neighbour, not be just like him! and if you're leading, yes, each of you should lead the cheer in the same way, but I am way more likely to follow someone who is constantly doing everything they can to keep me active and excited about what's going on on the field or court.

Flexing and un-flexing my arms on the downbeats of a monotone chant doesn't generally do it for me.

I just cannot remember every seeing a sincerely excited cheerleader EVER.

I'll save myself from being totally nerdy by not getting into why a good pep band can make or break a good cheering audience.

anywhoo, that was my rank for the day.

peace out.

p.s.
The AWESOME photo above is compliments of the exemplary skill of Mr. Vladimir Kucherov. he's so good.