"Jen, stop being a bucket dipper!"- My little sister, Giana.

They are the best. True Story

Sorry this is like 2 hours late... I didn't get in till just a few minutes ago. Today I went out with Sam, Big Yousuf, and Big Yousuf's new girlfriend Anna. It was fun except for that Big Yousuf is always late and me and Sam were waiting for like half an hour in the rain for them to show up, and then we missed our bus because of it too. Then when I had to go he also took forever so I got home late and missed watching part of Parenthood... :/ Oh well life goes on without Parenthood. I really hope Jasmine doesn't take back the one brother on Parenthood because... even if he is an ok guy, cheating is the end dammit. Anyway, I got orange and red duct tape today... pretty cool. I covered a notebook in orange and  red stripes of duct tape. Looks pretty cool. My mom and little sister are leaving for two days on Thursday, I'll have the whole house to myself. Can't wait!

I don't know if I want to do this. It's a lot for such a little person

From the moment I started taking notice of boys in like, first grade, I have always been the one to fall in love sooo easily.

I can become so instantly attracted to a guy for any random reason....whether it be because of his looks, his personality, or how nice he was to me on the bus this morning.

I know this is probably a really bad thing, but I just can't help it...

But there's this one guy in particular... <3

It's just the little things that he does that make me sooo damn anxious to see him and talk to him again.  The way he teases me as if we were little kids or the way he acts like he doesn't get jealous when he sees me with another guy.  I like that "tough guy" approach he takes whenever I need his help.  And he's always there to back me up in an argument and take my side.

I like his sarcasm and his crooked smile. :]

It's really hard to explain. :\

Just had to get that out there.

Totally didn't dawn on me till I went to bed I forgot to post a story up for yesterday... 

Yesterday was an amazing day with my girlfriend but today just sucks so much. I'm so bored it raining all of my other friends are busy. So I decided to try dong my capstone today. Eh, about that , I just can't get myself to do it. I'm feeling so unmotivated and it feels like I have writers block. I need me some of that NZT that they showed on the movie Limitless

I ran 4.8 miles yesterday, hiked 4 miles this morning, and plan to run another 4-3 miles later today. I like running. My legs used to bother me a lot when I started student's run. I would always have really bad muscle cramps in my calves and my legs would go numb from pain. Eventually that pain went away and I then got really bad muscle cramps in my thighs and my legs would go numb from all that pain as well. I really didn't enjoy those muscle cramps, but I figured they would go away if I just kept on running. After a month or so of running the pain wouldn't stop and I was starting to get worried and frustrated. I ran 6 miles on Thursday and my legs were REALLY bothering me, but I pushed through. I wasn't in so much pain that it  restricted me from running (thank god). Anyways, after I ran the 6 miles my legs haven't bothered me since.  I no longer get any cramps in my calves or thighs when I run or walk upstairs. It's awesome, and now I can run with really nothing stopping me, that is until I run out of breath. I know explained all the negatives that come with running such as muscle pain but every time I come back from a run I feel great. The endorphins really hit me hard. I also like running because my legs are getting toned and who doesn't want toned legs?

Follow along with seven SLA students and two SLA teachers as they spend Spring Break working and learning in the Dominican Republic!

Went to a carnival the other day with my cousin and her boyfriend and his friend and my Sammie. Had a lot of fun, went on rides, watched people pole dance and my cousin's friend won me a tiger. I love good nights.<3

So a whole lot happened today. I went to work for one thing. Today at work we were doing both of the two worst jobs in construction. It freaking sucked. The two worst things to do in construction are:
1: Drywalling
2: Plastering
They both suck for pretty similar reasons. Both of them don't require any kind of metal skill at all, they're not interesting, challenging, or fun, and you learn nothing from either of them. It is really hard for me to think of something from which I can learn nothing from... but these two are up there. Another reason they suck is because even though they are both really basic and don't require you to think at all, they are physically some of the hardest things to do, particularly if you have to sand after, which you almost always have to, especially with plastering. Basically your arm just freezes up and hurts like hell for the next few days. The other thing about them that sucks is that even if you do drywalling or plaster for a living, which people do, you never get any better at it and you never get any quicker at it, it's always just as terrible as it was from the beginning. The most worst part of all though is the filth. I am someone who does not mind filth or dirt or anything like that at all. You can cover me in mud from head to toe and I'm fine with it. I've worked a lot of house cleaning jobs where I've cleaned stranger's kitchen grease and bath tubs and toilets and dirty dishes that have been sitting for days with dried crusty food stuck to the forks. I've babysat and cleaned little kid vomit and snot and tears and piss and shit and basically anything else you can imagine.
But plaster dust and drywall dust is different. You cover your hair with a skull cap and throw on a hood and wear googles and a face mask and gloves and clog up your ears with plugs and thick canvas pants and work boots but that shit gets everywhere no matte what you do. The dust gets in your eye and maybe for the first 5 minutes it irritates you because it burns. But after that you just get used to seeing everything through a shade of grayish blur. It creates it's own eye goop in the corners of your eyes so big they almost consume half your eye. It gets in your mouth and lungs so you can't breathe and your teeth are grainy, it works it's way inside your gums and you talk with a lisp. It gets in your ears and mixes with your earwax so that it's a rough gooey wall and you can't hear shit at all. It gets in your hair so much that if you're dark haired you look gray haired or bleach blond and it doesn't come out for at least a week no matter how much you shower. It's really just terrible. So I did that today, and I've showered three times now and still I can feel the grain on my teeth and can't hardly hear a thing. I feel disgusting. I hate that feeling...

So Spring Break has started however its a bit hard to tell that it is supposed to be a break. It might be a break from school however now I have to worry about working at the pharmacy. Since they know that I go to a Philadelphia public school, they know that I have a whole week long break. That means that they get to call me in the morning and probably will call me every morning to ask me to come in early because they are 'understaffed' when in reality they are not, they just have a bunch of meaningless things that they would want me to do. It can be a real pain in the butt, however I guess I can not complain because I am getting paid for it. Making money just to spend on my college education. How great. In the meantime I totally forgot we still have to do these daily stories... so ugh yeah. Can this story count for like 3 stories that I have missed? :D

Did everything a person has ever done in the house. Im bored out of my mind. Have to do work tomorrow. Go spring break 

Spent in school studying AP Calc. 

​Day in the life timeline

In Tanzania and all of sub-Saharan Africa, a child's life is much harder than it is in the U.S. While public education exists, it lacks a decent student to teacher ratio and basic supplies. Schools are often long distances from children's homes, and traveling can be dangerous. Finally, malnutrition makes learning very difficult. Children are also at risk for other deadly diseases and infections including HIV/AIDS and malaria. 

Life is just as difficult for adults in Tanzania.  In fact, many are less educated than their children, since primary school has only recently become required. Most work long hours in the fields and receive little to support their families. It is very difficult to break this poverty cycle in Tanzania. 

Because I visited Malawi last year, most of the information was expected.  One fact that was surprising was the high enrollment rates that the country boasted. I hadn't expected that 97% of children would be enrolled in primary school.  However, it is important to keep in mind that enrollment is not attendance. 

Sources: 
Cameron, Lizzie. "Tanzanian Family Life." CNN. CNN, 14 Nov 2007. Web. 18 Apr 2011.

Hagen, Nadia. "Photo exhibition: Rural life in Tanzania." Crossroads Magazine. Crossroads, 24 Dec 2010. Web. 18 Apr 2011.

"Tanzania." The World Factbook. Central Intelligence Agency, Apr 2011. Web. 18 Apr 2011.

"School Kids and Street Food." Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations. UN, Feb 2007. Web. 18 Apr 2011.

Shepard, Jessica. "Don't Look Back." Guardian.co.uk. The Guardian, 10 Mar 2009. Web. 18 Apr 2011.

Photos:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/millenniumpromise/4838096549/

http://www.travelpod.com/photos/2/Tanzania/All%20over.html

I just want to graduate high school.

I don't want to go to college now. 

That can wait.

I just want to work.

I don't want to worry about how much money we have.

Because anything is possible when we have each other.

I just want to start our family.

Because if other people can do it, so can we.

I don't want to save up for a house now.

I'm okay with where we are.

I just want to be here with you.

Because with love, we can do anything.

I promise we can make it work.

I had an awkward kind of day today. I can't really describe it. I have a lot of emotions going on...and I found out something about myself.

See I've been sick for the past week, so I haven't really been on moodle. This morning I woke up and scrambled to get to school today...only to find out that spring break has started. I made it all the way to the school, pulled on the door, and found that it was locked. I called Evett asking
"did spring break start?" she said
"Yea"
"Well thanks for telling me while I'm sitting in front of the school"
"Oh? I though you knew"

I told my mom and she drove me back home. We were both unhappy. I felt like a fool. I should have known, I should have looked online or asked someone...but the "proud" piece of my spirit was angry. I felt like someone should have told me that school was closed, that someone should have kept me in the loop, that my friend's should have had my back.

In a blind fury, I stopped talking to my friends...well that's what I put on my headline. Perry messaged me, and (like a true bitch) took it out on her. That she should've told me, that I was upset, and how I didn't want to talk. She told me that she did tell me, that she did let me know. I felt my pride get knocked down a few pegs as well as grow. At that point I just said that I was stupid and just left it at that.

Mom and I left the house and went on a shopping spree. I couldn't really enjoy myself, because I knew how much of a jerk I was. In that, I also saw some of my own flaws...

I realized that I was too dependent on others, that I never really rely on myself to do things. I realized that I have my father's short fuse and how much trouble it causes. I realized how thin skinned I still am and how much I really hated myself.

Mom bought me new skirts and a dress for school, then we decided to drive to jersey. We saw a car crash on the way there. The Idea of death scared me again...and I started thinking about my dad. I realized that I was not ready to die even though that's way far away...

I went to old navy and bough more clothes. I felt some what better; not mad but I felt the guilt from everything.

We came home, and I started typing this. I really don't know why I made this my daily story. I felt like maybe if I vented in a public place then I wouldn't have anything to hide or something...and If Perry and Evett see this and they get mad then I will take it down, willingly and come up with something else...I guess I just wanted...something...I don't know what I want...

Oh, and by the way, in writing all of this, I forgot to say that I'm still sick with an infection. I have a cough so bad that it keeps me from eating...

I realized how weak I truly am today :/

1. Go to KOP (King o Prussia) try on and price prom dresses.
2. Go to Franklin Mills try o a price prom dresses.
3. Walk around down town; try on and price prom dresses.
4. Get hair done in some type of way that'll last a while.
5. Go anywhere else I need to try on and price prom dresses.
6. Set up a time and place for everybody to meet about the house for prom weekend.
7. Read two books and write essays for contest.
8. Find more scholarships.
9. Apply for more scholarships
10. Research for capstone.
11. Work on capstone.
12. Decide on a prom dress.
13. Relax.

no boil noodles + spaghetti sauce + ground beef + chopped onion + minced garlic + lots and lots of cheese= the second successful lasagna I've made.

An intangible force attacked my pelvis from all angles and continues in its attempt to crush my pelvis into another shape. Meanwhile an invisible shredder has gotten underneath my skin, and is effortlessly tearing at my insides. The internet calls these cramps.

$7500 scholarship for four years at Penn State. Speechless does have a taste.