April 1, 2012
Ok, I’m doing it. After years of agonizing over this decision, I am finally making the transition from Xanga to WordPress. And I want you to know that this is shattering my heart into a million, tiny pieces.
my gosh, this is so sad.
Let’s try this again.
Hi. My name is Jessica. I am a blogger. I used to be a blogger. I’m determined to be a part of the blogging world again.
I really miss blogging. Like, really really. Xanga was a safe haven to me for many years, but it’s just not what it used to be anymore. So, I figure I’ll pick up where I left off. No, that’s not quite it…when I was on Xanga, I was a person who was trying to be whole and yet still coming up hopelessly broken every time. I want to be more whole. I want to pick up better than where I left off. That sounds about right.
A little bit about me: I am twenty-two years old. Jesus is my Savior and my everything. Nine months ago today I married my best friend, and he is the love of my love. I can’t even imagine what my future would look like now if he had never walked in to my present. We have one child – her name is Sparkle, and she is a ten year old calico princess. I am a full-time employee, part-time student, and part-time photographer. Working on turning that last part into full-time. I’m also a musician, writer, and a ninja by night. I love life, I love my family, and I love my friends.
Chocolate is my Kryptonite.
I could go on forever, but due to my incredibly flighty nature, I always have a terrible fear of creating yet another tragic little corner of the internet with one incredibly long initial post and then absolutely nothing ever written after that. Ever.
My philosophy is: The shorter the moment, the less I have to worry about committing.
[This may also be why I always sprint past those sample stands in the supermarket...sure, I could stop to try one of the mini hot dogs so I don't have to feel bad for ignoring the poor girl behind the stand, but then I might hurt her feelings when I start gagging because I hate hot dogs. If I just pretend that I don't see her (which is absurd, because she's literally two feet in front of me), then I don't have to commit to trying the nasty things.]
If you thought all of THAT was great, stay tuned for much more literary awesomeness to come.