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Hey hey heyyy to whoever reads this! You know it’s kind of sad that I used to blog almost everyday when I was younger – and now I hardly do it at all. I’m working on it :)

Younger. That word has more meaning than ever, as I slowly realize I do not want to talk to any guys because as a 25 year old “I’m too old” for like 99% of the guys I meet. SCREW THAT. YOU’RE TOO YOUNG FOR ME. How about that?? Jerks.

Since my last blog, I was sent to the hospital from a dog bite back in August, got a nasty scar because of it, but hey, still got my arm! I guess that has to be good for something…right? Nah. Still working out my trauma, can’t exactly look at dogs the same. If I had to pick between petting a dog and mopping a floor GIRL GIMMIE THAT MOP RIGHT NOW the floor is about to be shiny.

I don’t like to talk about it too much, but hey THIS IS MY BLOGGGG so I guess I can just write about it. I don’t think anyone reads this anyway LOL not that I mind or anything – it’s nice to be able to write my little feelings down. Public, yet private. Yeah, sooo I was attacked and bitten by a crazy-psycho-piece-of-sh@#* german shephard. The attack wasn’t provoked at all, eh. That’s all I’ll say. I’ve been trying to ease my stress and trauma due to it, contacted some dog trainers that I found on youtube but got nothing in return. So, I guess I have to just deal with it. Who else do I go to to talk about it? Been pissed, frustrated and annoyed about the whole situation. I’m actually uncomfortable writing this paragraph about it, so, let’s talk about something else?

I was in Kuwait, Dubai and Lebanon two weeks ago. I’ll write an in-depth post about that, or just do a video blog. Seems like just yesterday I was there. Don’t get it twisted, just because I toss out all those countries doesn’t mean I’m some big rich spoiled brat who lives an extravagant life. I had some pressing matters of my own to go and figure out, so I went. I paid for the trip entirely on my own, as I do with all my expenses. I pay for all my trips, which I’m proud of. I’m also proud to say I’m completely independent :) Photography has definitely allowed me to do that. Speaking of photography, I was supposed to meet up with some photographers in Beirut – but apparently they’re all too fancy and classy to come out and visit me where I was. Despite me, you know FLYING A MILLION MILES out to THE COUNTRY OF THEIR RESIDENCE. They were asking me to go and take a taxi to where they were. Ummm…how about no. How about that’s not gonna happen, and if you can’t meet me halfway then I don’t need to know who you are.

Just seems like anyone who is into this photography field is so full of themselves. Uhhh I am here to tell you: get over yourself. Doesn’t matter how many times you’ve been published online, print, shot with celebrities, got a billion instagram followers – whatever. If you’re a self absorbed jerk, that’s all you are.

So I guess that’s all I gotta say. Probably will write more later, maybe…I just finished playing The Last Window on my DS, and I’m kinda sad. I got attached to the characters. That was my alternate world :(

Back to the real thing.

2 comments

  1. December 13, 2014 at 5:24 pm N

    I’m glad you’re blogging again! I recently re-read your Swimchick blogs because they always make me smile C:
    This one is the best:
    http://swimchick.net/blogs/grandma-held-against-her-will
    That ending just cracked me up.

  2. December 5, 2015 at 8:58 am Maurice

    Hi Jessica,

    I may be a little late to the party, but I really wanted you to know that you matter to a lot of people, especially me. You inspire, teach, and just make people feel good! Your down to earth nature is so appealing and appreciated. I have learned quite a bit from you and look forward to learning lots more! Thank you for sharing your world with us.

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