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Incase some of you have not herd, my house was broken into earlier this month. im just putting it out there so that those of you who live in redford just know and can be a little more alert. even if you don't live in redford, but the houses on woodbine, wormer, winston, leona, and lenore? (the last two questionable) have been hit. they are taking things that are really easy to get rid of. computers, money, jewlery, and things for children. some of my 8 year old sisters things were taken as well. you guys are my friends and i just want everyong to me more aware of what is going on.

xoxo,

Jess

I've started a group via myspace for artistic expression. I'm having some trouble getting it started, so if you are interested, here is the link. http://groups.myspace.com/littlephotobox check it out. I started it for photography, but all other art forms are welcome. Poetry, paintings, drawings, short stories, or whatever. Post for fun or critique.

--Jess

im not even sure who reads this anymore. just a small note to let everyone know that im still alive.

Lets see, what is new? Well, I passed my CPR test with none wrong. I'm feeling really proud of that. Oh, yeah, *hits forhead* I had my one year anniversary with Casey tonight... *feelin' lucky* We went to dinner and saw Katie's brother. Hi Jeff! He's an awesome waiter!

anyway, i'm loving the cold weather coming and the layers of clothes. i cant wait for december and christmas to go to Chicago again. mucho fun.

work is going well, it's challenging, but i am coming to realized that there are kids that will work for me and trust me, but they totally hate the social worker! rock on my little 1st graders! you haven't lived until you've seen my little first grader Daishawn do a rap. Imagine a little green alien rapping with a child-like "ghetto" "accent". ....maybe it's just one of those "you have to be there things. who knows.

i'm kind of on a search for self discovery and in the process, my room has gotten totally trashed. *sigh* I'm thinking of taking up photography. not digital, but actual 35mm film. i need a hobby like it's nobodys business and i really enjoyed my job at Sears when I was taking pictures. Casey and I have been looking at cameras and doing a little homework and I think it's something i could really get into. when i get my new camera, i would really like come out to SL and take some pictures (if it's okay with shane.) we'll see, i have to actually get the camera first and go from there.

i got fish back in like, july. they are so cute. Rocco, Bob, and Hoover (because he sucks...the alge).

anyway, that is my update...

"Do you know what they do to those chickens?"
"No, but it tastes delicious!!"

i got a new job. start in mid august.

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So, where do i begin? I got into Eastern Michigan University. I'll be starting there in January. I'm scared because it's something new, but I'm excited to be moving on to the next phase of my life. I'll graduate from Schoolcraft at the end of the fall term with my Associates. I will end up double majoring in English Lit. and in Art (teaching like, K-12 art classes)

I turned another year old.

I feel like I'm trying to do things with good intentions, and it constantly back fires at me. I can't seem to get anything right...right enough for everyone esle's standards anyway. I don't see why I should have to lower my standards just to up someone elses'. Bah.

My van broke, then it was fixed. Casey lost his job over a week ago, I feel like a bum because I don't know how to help him. I've never been in that position and I don't know the words to say try to make him feel better. It bothers me that when I needed money he was able to give it to me, and I'm doing all that I can to not be broke, and I still can't help him. He wouldn't take the money anyway, but it's the fact that even if I wanted to try to force him to take it, I don't have it. It bothers me that I can't help. That is what I'm here for, that is my job, and as usual, I'm failing at it.

I'm not depressed, I've been depressed before and I'm not there. Not by a long shot. I'm actually very happy with my life to a certain degree, considering I was in a major depression for years and thought about ending it everyday. So, for anyone reading, please do not feel that the above paragraph is to lead you to that conclusion. It is just something that I felt the need to express with out you getting the impression that I want to smear the blood from my veins across my bedroom wall. Maybe that last sentence was a little extream, but o fucking well.

The more I talk to the advisors at EMU the more excited I get about what I will be doing with my life. I'm going to help people...kids, I'm going to help them and I'm going to teach them. I get to be a positive influence in their lives and that makes me feel good. Call that corney if you want, but with all of the negitive influences, the hate, the descrimination, and bad things that are going on I can at least say that I am on the side with the good guys showing kids that there is a lot they can do with their lives. I know that sounds really corney to some, but hey, I am in fact a corn ball. And to honest, if it makes me feel good, I don't really care how corney some may think it is, because as of this very moment, it's not about you. It's about me. ;-p

My headaches are coming back again. I don't know why or what I'm going to do about them. They suck. Maybe I'll take a bottle of asprin with a case of red bull and see if that works.

Anyway, Just to let some of you know, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. I'm working mad hours and all work and no play makes jessica dull girl.

Kate, I did get your call a few weeks ago and I know I never called you back. I'm sorry. Forgive me.

Good night.

Casey sent me this e mail that read as follows:

"Friendship is like peeing your pants. Everyone can see it, but only you can feel it's warmth. Thank you for being the piss in my pants."

So, with that said, my dear friends, THANK YOU FOR BEING THE PISS IN MY PANTS.

we stood there as the sun went down at the locks,
standing there in front of those massive ships.
i felt so small compared to them.
they were in other words, overwhelming.
the wind blew and it was cold.
you wrapped your arms around me and i felt larger than those ships.
the loud horn blew indicating that they would be leaving, and i jumped.
you kissed me on the forhead and laughed, but i felt stronger then them.
as the sun finished setting, and we collected our gear and started to walk back.
the wind blew again and i took a deep breath, held the moment for a minute longer,
and realized how i had never felt happier than at that moment, standing there with you.